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freakywrites · 11 days

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Play dress up

Kanato Sakamaki x you

Summary- ….kanato dresses you up? (DUH)

Can be read as fem reader, but anyone can wear a dress, so idk go crazy (*´-`)

Warning: UNEDITED - This isn’t really meant to be a romance, but like killing stalking romanticize it as you wish (jk!… it’s…it’s a joke) abuse!! he probably has u held captive - I think that's it?? One curse word???

Art made by me *im proud of it so praise me* (jk bit I did draw it like 5 in the morning so leave it be)

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Your stomach churns as you try to still your already fast beating heart and suppress the shaking fear you felt.

Sitting on a purple velvet chair you watched nervously as the violet haired creep delicately painted your nails, a sapphire blue. His big and dull eyes fixated on your hand that rested in his deadly pale ones, God forbid you even whimper when he makes a mistake and scratches rather harshly at your fingers.

“Doesn’t this color look good on her, Teddy?” Kanato spoke to the bear on your lap. “ I think so...” He mumbles to himself before blowing on the wet polish. “there you go! my doll looks too pretty~” he praised, and you could shiver at his nickname for you a reminder that you are nothing more than a toy to him. You're a living breathing doll he can treat however he likes with no pity or remorse.

The slim man grabbed your beaten up calf. You nearly yelped as he pressed gently at the fresh blue bruise and cuts, maybe testing for a reaction just so he was an excuse to get violent, but it's not like he needed one. Putting your foot so gently on his knee, he finally looked up at you, his eyes sending a cold wave over your body, his smile exposing those white fangs of his that hurt just by looking at them. “See? You look lovely in blue.” He spoke with such glee, almost taunting and playing with you, for he knows if you try to even push him away, he can force you back into submission.

“Why aren’t you saying anything? Do you hate it?” His mood shifted and his smile dropped to a snarl nails digging at your skin. Opening your dry mouth, you spoke. “I like it.” A simple sentence sending him back to his toothy grin. “I’m glad because I like it too!” He gleefully spoke, loosening his grip on you.

He painted your toe nails next and you here the alarms in your head ring. A few days ago he was shaving your legs pressing a little to tightly he sliced your skin and as a reaction to the pain you yelped and kicked away only for him to grab you in anger yelling insults and cut at your skin till you where covered in red dripping beads of blood that he will lick at. But today, he had no weapons with him other than his teeth and a hands

Before you knew it, he was done with his little forced manicure and pulled out a dress that was on the side of a table. He turned to you and spoke, "Come here." You reluctantly got up off your seat shifting a bit as you felt your sore muscles and skin ache like your whole body was one big bruise and with every step was a throbbing pain sent from your feet to your head.

"Do you know what kind of dress this is?" He spoke as be pressed it to your body. You would roll your eyes and sigh if that action wouldn't lead him to poke your eyes out with a needle or something. You spoke "u-um blue?" What an idiotic answer for an idiotic question. "Wrong! It's a dress modeled after the ones of the 1870s." He said, leaning into your face his tired eyes looking to your nervous ones. "I got it costumly made for you, so it'll fit you perfectly." You stare back at him and gulp down any of your insults.

You were finally dressed corset on not so tightly and flat velvet shoes on because he knows your feet hurt? For a guy that beats the shit out of you often, he has a weird way to care for you. While you stare in the full body mirror, you were surprised the dress was very beautiful and detailed black lace on the edges of the short sleeve and a v-like that exposes your neck and colorbones probably for easy access but to top it of Kanato places a tear drop amethyst necklace with a chain of your preferred type of metal. How did he know that was your favorite?You hold the jewel in your hand, running your finger on the chain.

"Do you like it?" He said as he hugged at his teddy. And you nodded, tilting your head as you admire yourself before you spoke.

"...yes its...beautiful."

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A/N: ah yess diabolik lovers one of my first animas next to black butler.... yeah now I know why I had fucked up morales at the age of like 12.

Also got into it again cuz I reacently started watching itMustBeK8 and they watched like diabolik like a 2 years ago- BUT IM NOT OVER MY FUCKED UP VAMP DUDES IDC. AND go watch them they are one of the reasons im going through the week 🙄

Anyways love yall XOXO 💋

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afra-blueraz · 6 months

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Cinderella AU

Yes Cinderella AU by @callmeklair . After reading her funny story I really needed to draw this. Just look at mouse Azusa 😘😭.

I really loved this AU so much. Need more stories like this. Guys make sure to read her amazing story here.

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batsandgore · 24 days

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Uncommon Yui ships that I don't see often enough...

I would love to hear your thoughts on these.

Yui Komori x Kou Mukami

Yui Komori x Yuma Mukami

Yui Komori x Kanato Sakamaki

Yui Komori x Reiji Sakamaki

Yui Komori x Azusa Mukami

Yui Komori x READER

#diabolik lovers #dl #dbl #dialovers #yui komori #azusa mukami #yuma mukami #kanato sakamaki #kou mukami #reiji sakamaki #x reader #fanfics #diabolik lovers fanfiction #fanfiction #diabolik lovers headcanons #headcanons #diabolik lovers reactions #reactions

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summercreolefanfictioner · 8 months

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would you like to find out pt. 2 (diabolik lovers modern college au)

pairing: ayato sakamaki x yui komori (feat. kanato and laito)

summary: everything started with a reckless, "I wanna know how it feels like to date."

themes: mostly humor with mentions of nsfw

note: part 1 here

Ayato absentmindedly playing and picking on his food was a rare sight, and it irritated Kanato as it ruins his appetite first thing in the morning. He had been doing it since the whole blonde-dream-girl-he-met-at-a-party-run-off-from-him-the-next-day-after-they-had-sex fiasco. Of course, he endured his brothers teasing him to no end, saying how he got dumped for the first time after a one-night stand (because it was rare; like hello, Ayato Sakamaki, the IT boy of Ryoutei University, the infamous college basketball champion.) It wasn't until the jokes don't sound funny anymore and Ayato wasn't eating takoyaki that Kanato and Laito believed this girl must be some serious shit.

And Kanato, being the prick he is, decided to stab his bacon and eggs so loudly in the morning, uncaring if Laito was staring between his older brothers awkwardly. While the concern was there, Kanato can't help but get irritated at Ayato's constant wistful and hopeless romantic longing.

Ugh. Love and all the neuro-shit.

"U-Umm..." Laito started, feeling Kanato's patience slip away, "Ayato-kun, aren't you going to eat-"

"Let him starve himself over some girl who dumped him," Kanato cut in, the stabbing motions not ceasing anytime soon. How dare he anger him? If that's what he wants, then that's what he'll get.

But Ayato was stubborn. Laito gulped nervously at that.

Oh, no.

Kanato slammed his fists on the table. "Okay, what do you want? Just say anything because I am getting sick and tired of your endless moping."

Ayato sighed again, stopping from his usual ministrations. "You can't help me. You don't know her."

Kanato huffed. "Bullshit. We already saw her leave the day after, remember."

"But you don't know where to find her," Ayato countered to which Laito found himself agreeing with.

To be fair, they don't know anything about this mysterious Yui Komori girl. But if they were to have first impression guesses, the girl seemed the honest yet clueless type. She also has the good girl type, the obedient one who always follows her parents' bidding because she is good like that.

However, the girl attended the party in their house and spent that one night with Ayato. That new information doesn't match their impression. Nonetheless, this Yui Komori can quite be a breath of fresh air. After all, this would be the first time Ayato flirted with a girl from the university since all his exes came from different schools.

"So this Bitch-chan has the curiosity of a cat, after all," Laito mused teasingly. "Not a goody two shoes, I see."

"I've asked random people from my course if they know someone called Yui Komori, but they don't seem to recognize one," Ayato said bitterly.

"Hmm... Ayato-kun, what if she's not really studying in Ryoutei University?"

"Nah, that's impossible." The redhead frowned. There's no way Yui would lie to him about studying in Ryoutei. Besides, the only ones invited to their party were people from the university.

"Well, I guess we could just help you look for this Yui Komori," Laito offered with a beaming smile because if this is what it takes for Ayato to stop his endless sighing over hopeless longings, then so be it. Then he turned to Kanato, giving him the "help me out here or else I'll do something despicable to your belongings" look.

Kanato only sighed in exasperation.

What a drag.

It took four days before Laito informed Ayato something about Yui Komori. It happened one day while he was seeing this one random girl he hooked up with from the Philosophy Department. After their intense sex, she mentioned something along the lines of: "I know that girl. She never skips all the classes. But Laito-kun, she's a bit boring, though? Are you sure you're looking for the right girl?"

And another fun fact: Laito had the same class with the Komori girl at 3pm every Tuesdays.

So Ayato became Laito's substitute, sitting in an unfamiliar class with brand new faces. He looked around for any sign of pale blonde hair and flower hairpins and pink until he spotted her. She was careless and lively, giggling at something her classmates said. Afterwards, the class started, the professor making his usual roll call.

"Sakamaki Laito?"

Ayato raised his hand. "Here."

The professor didn't care, but some of the students whispered, "Eh? But that's not Laito, though. It's the Ayato one."

At the mention of his name, Yui whipped her head back and saw Ayato, sitting five rows away from her. She immediately turned away and tried to shrink from his presence.

What's he doing here?

Once classes ended, Yui quickly got out of her seat and rushed towards the door, letting the crowd of students from the hallway take her until Ayato couldn't see her anymore. Ayato sighed in defeat. It was a one-time chance, and yet he failed.

"So what now?" Laito asked, munching on his salted caramel popcorn as he watched this new movie he rented with Kanato at their living room. "You'll have to wait for Tuesday to see her again."

"I don't have time for that," Ayato countered. "My practice schedule has been moved to Tuesday next week."

Kanato buried his face into Teddy's head, hugging the stuffed bear closer. "We could ask Reiji to give us a copy of her schedule. He's doing an assistant teacher job until next month," he suggested, then he remembered, "Nah. It's a bad idea. As if Reiji would let us know someone's class schedule. He abides by the rule."

"Looks like there goes your hopes and dreams, Ayato-kun," Laito remarked in despair.

Or so they thought.

Why? Because Kanato passed by Yui Komori in the hallway on Thursday. What's more? Her class is held at room 403 from 1pm to 5pm.

He knew because he skipped one of his minor classes and see where this blonde girl will move. He even approached one of her classmates and pretended he was quite interested, making some nonsensical flirtatous remarks on her because the girl looked so easy.

"O-O-Oh that?" the poor girl tucked her hair behind her ear and shyly handed out her class schedule. "Y-You can check it; I don't mind. As long as we see each other after this."

As if Kanato will let that happen.

Ayato was chugging on one of his water bottles in the kitchen when Kanato approached him and said, "I saw your dream girl today."

The redhead stopped at that, turning all his focus on the middle triplet. "Where?"

Suddenly, Kanato whipped out his phone and typed something. Afterwards, Ayato's phone beeped and when he opened it, he received a picture of a class schedule.

"I met a girl who goes to all same classes with that Yui Komori," Kanato informed. "Make sure to use it wisely or else." Because I am so tired of you being so lovesick as hell.

"O-Oh," Ayato was glad. Finally, he could see her again. "Thanks, Kanato."

"Just buy me two pints of ice cream."

"Sure."

"I want the new biscoff one and the chocolate chip cookie."

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever."

Yui was bored. Apparently their professor for their 4-hour class this Friday afternoon was absent due to sudden cold. She sighed in her seat, contemplating where she could go since her next class would be for 6 pm onwards.

"U-Umm... Komori-san!" a female classmate called.

"Y-Yes?"

"Y-Your boyfriend's calling out for you."

"Eh? Boyfriend?"

Then she saw some of her classmates whispering to each other, glancing briefly at her before going back to their own businesses. Yui decided she should find ot who this mystery boyfriend, although there's only one person that comes to mind.

I hope he's not who I'm thinking.

"Yo, Chichinashi," Ayato greeted, the familiar smirk flashing on him. "It's been a while."

Yui blushed at the familiar nickname, the whispers behind her getting louder.

This was the start of a roller coaster story.

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shuusocks · 1 year

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pov: how you cuddle part 2.

Content warning: 16+, suggestive content 🏃‍♀️

Ayato Sakamaki:

Ayato always looks forward to your cuddle sessions in the evenings. It's like a reward after a long, exhausting day of dealing with everyone's bullshit.

When you finally get to cuddling, Ayato, most of the time, likes being the big spoon. He feels more dominant and in charge that way. He likes to tightly wrap his arms around your waist and pull you close to him. Close enough so you can feel each other's hot breath on your skin. Ayato likes to put his forehead against yours so he can give you little gentle, butterfly kisses on your nose and whisper sweet things until you both drift to sleep.

Even though Ayato loves you more than anything in this world, he will never admit doing these sweet, affectionate things in front of other people even if it's just his brothers.

Kanato Sakamaki:

When you and Kanato cuddle, you never exclude Teddy. You usually cuddle facing each other while Teddy lays in the middle. Sometimes it can get a little annoying, but you’ll do anything that makes Kanato happy.

He likes to tightly wrap his hands around you and pull you so close to him that you're struggling to breathe sometimes. Kanato will nuzzle his head into the crook of your neck while you gently play or stroke his hair until you both (or should I say all three of you) fall asleep. Your hands usually go around his neck and your legs intertwine. Cuddling like that makes you both feel safe and comfortable.

Kanato isn't really the type of person to express his love and feelings for his partner through words but he does so more through actions.

Subaru Sakamaki:

Subaru is a really shy baby. He will never ask for cuddles nor will he ever admit that he loves them, but secretly, deep inside he does. He really values every single second you spend together either doing something or just being in each other's presence in complete silence.

When you cuddle with Subaru, he always likes to be the big spoon. He will wrap his hands around you really tightly yet so gently and lovingly. Subaru likes to put his chin on the top of your head so you wouldn't see his blushy little face. He likes to lightly rub the back of your neck or your back. He noticed that it makes you sleepy faster.

When he senses that you're about to fall asleep, Subaru stops all the hand movements and just lays there as still as he can possibly be, to not accidentally wake you up.

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bigbrainlivestock · 9 days

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this ayato idea popped up in my head

i’m so sure and confident kid ayato would 100% have a human friend.

🏀he gets suffocated from cordelia's behavior, runs away from the castle and runs into a boy.

🏀they get along by playing a game, ayato’s being overly competitive (it’s almost comedic to his human friend)

🏀he would try to hide the fact he's a vampire to not scary away his friend (he's a bit of a himbo so he'll have a few slip ups with showing his enhanced strength by deflating a basketball by accident)

🏀at one point, rather than sneaking his friend into a ball like shu did with edgar, he'd introduce him to laito and kanato. laito would be amused at best, kanato...probably won't have a liking towards it.

🏀watch ayato panic and cover his human friend’s ears as kanato goes on a rant about the audacity of a lowly human to be in their presence

i wish i had the writing skills to make a fic of this wholesome story ugh🥹

fanfic writers grace us with your skills!!

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rott3nbrain · 3 months

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Azusa Mukami X Reader One-shot

This was suggested by @cream---cheese

And English is not my first language, so sorry if there are errors, still hope you all will enjoy it.

You woke up in the middle of the night, quickly putting an hand on your chest; since you got kidnapped by the Mukami brothers your anxiety got worst. You started to woke up in the middle of the night feeling a severe pain where your heart is — tachycardia probably — that also makes really difficult to breath. Everything you could do was just to stay sit in the bed until the pain go away.

This soon started to become a routine for you, so it was only natural that you started to feel much tired due to your poor sleep. Still you decided it was better for you to try to keep your mind busy, trying to always do something, to stop thinking about this ‘Adam and Eve’ thing, to stop think about the fact that your new ‘roommates’ are , in fact, vampire. How could you forget the anxiety and the shock you felt that they?You constantly felt lost and alone in that big mansion.

You shake your head, trying to stop your thoughts, returning to your task. Your eyes shifted down, returning to look at the apple and the knife in your hands: you were trying to make some apple bunny.

“What are you doing?” You drop the knife, almost hurting yourself, you quickly turn around to see Azusa at your side, when did he come? His grey eyes were looking down at the knife, then at your hand. For some reason, even if his face is expressionless as always, you could tell he was somehow disappointed. “Nothing, just trying to-“ you stop middle sentence, searching for the right words “-to keep me occupied.” Azusa gaze was on you, like he was trying to assimilate what you just said “It’s 2 am, shouldn’t you been sleeping?” You start to feel nervous when he pointed this out “What do you think about my apple bunny? It’s my first time doing it.” You attempt to change the subject. The vampire start to observe your creations meticulously ;he really has this intense gaze, it makes you feel overwhelm. It’s like he is studying you.

“They are…cute.” You smiled at his comment “ A bit mutilated but…still cute. Mutilated and broken things are not necessary ugly…in fact I kinda like them.” You notice how he was caressing his bandaged arm. Suddenly his intense gaze return on you, you start to feel nervous “That’s why you can’t sleep? Because you are breaking?” Yours eyes opened wide, don’t expecting such a question. You really start to feel vulnerable. His cold hand takes yours.

“ I can help… I can make you feel tired.” Azusa smiles weakly, didn’t give you the time to ask for clarification. He put an arm around your waist, his lips parted a bit, just what he needs for his fangs to stick out. When you realized what he was about to do was already too late: Azusa bites your shoulder.

You shut you eyes in pain while he start to drink your blood. Yet you were really surprised about the fact Azusa wasn’t rough as much as his brothers. His arm held you gently, brushing his fingers on your back, while his other hand join in yours. This pain somehow was able to make you feels less anxious, your eyes start to feel more heavy. Ironically since you were there you was finally able to find some peace. Azusa felt as you started to get more relaxed in his arms, you didn't even notice that he stopped drinking from you. Now he was just embrace you, letting your head fall in the crook of his neck. Next he picked you up effortlessly, you immediately start to thought maybe he has something in his mind, something shady. At the contrary Azusa just bring you in your bedroom, placing you on the bed slowly.

Your chest start to feel warm and your eyes wet. You were shocked, in a good way. When he start to go back to the door you felt a wave of panic rush in you "Wait!" the vampire immediately turn around to face you "I don't want to sleep alone." His light eyes looking at you astonished, you could swear to even see them light up. "Me?...Really?" he rush back over the bed, smiling ,it was obvious that your request put a jolt of joy in him. Azusa slowly sit on the edge of the bed, keep smiling at you. That is unusual, Kou once said Azusa smile only when he hurts himself. Now however he was there, looking at you like if he is looking at the most precious thing in this world. This made you heartbeat even more louder, his eyes sparkling in the moonlight. You start to feel the urge to want him closer. Your hand start to pat the spot next to you, Azusa immediately welcome your suggestion, lay down next to you.

He rise his arm a bit towards you "May I...?" you nod slowly giving him consent to embrace you. He brings you close, his body is so cold, it was really like touching someone dead. You were touching his skin without even notice, but he seems to don't mind. His slim finger captured your face, looking at you closely "I will be there... all night." the sudden intimacy made you blush. His thumb start to run on your soft lower lips "Can I kiss you?" that question was expected by how he was looking at you, yet your heart couldn't stop pumping. Without even answering him you put your lips on his. You suddenly shiver, it was cold as ice. Azusa warp his arms more around you, kissing you back in a sweet way. You wonder if you made the right choice by listening to your emotions, but doesn't matter anymore since you already choose. He break the kiss, you were both blushing.

He placed you head on his chest, caressing your hair "Don't worry...I'm going to always be here for you" finally you start to fall asleep, feeling safe and happy. That night was the first time in weeks that you was finally able to sleep well. The anxiety slowly start to vanish, you are not alone anymore.

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sinapple · 9 months

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𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐍𝐨𝐭…

PAIRING: Kanato Sakamaki x F!Reader

SUMMARY: You need space, Kanato will never let you have it. Until one day, after talking to Karl and venting to him, he gives you a keychain that’ll change the power balance between you and your vampire.

WC: 940w

Author’s Note: This was supposed to be a drabble ;P

Many people would tell you that ignoring Kanato Sakamaki would either be your worst or last mistake. You knew that’d be false. Why? Because the people who said those words wouldn’t be alive, at all, if they somehow survived and lived to tell the tale.

It was just hard. Comparing you to younger girls, the same ol’ comments about how easy you are to replace, how his dolls deserved to be pampered and you weren’t as you’d never be dear enough the way they were; the only way to achieve any sort of mental peace was to just shut him out completely.

Block out the source, if you will.

And so, you did. Thanks to Karlheinz and expressing your desires for needed space between you and the purple prince, he gave you a keychain that allowed you and your presence to become invisible, making you nothing more than a wandering ghost at the press of your fingertips. It was a simple button keychain and nothing seemed out of the ordinary at first glance. For the life of you, it was hard to decipher why such a powerful device was bestowed to you, especially one that was so convenient and useful.

It just seemed too good to be true.

After some encouraging inner thoughts that were just looping chants of ‘You’re never gonna know if this works unless you try it-‘, ‘What’s the worst that could happen-‘, words failed to go out of your mouth the second that you walked past Laito and he didn’t utter a single word, much less notice that you were actually in front of him, for the first time since you’ve entered the mansion, he was completely silent.

Laito, the same Laito that’d make a comment just from the littlest bit of your skin showing, not making a single comment on your bite-ridden body? That’s how you knew for sure that the keychain worked.

It started off as just an innocent little press. Just a little press of the thumb to give yourself alone time - something you, in the past, couldn’t conceive was even possible when you chose Kanato.

Just an extra five or ten minutes to yourself wouldn’t hurt. It was doing you real good, because lately it was the thing you were looking forward to; finding a place that was secluded and giving yourself the bliss that was pressing the keychain.

And damn, it did you GOOD. As you made yourself vanish into thin air, leaving nothing but the trace of your lasting scent into the dark hallways that’ve seen through all the horrors and bloodied pain, that’s when you saw something extremely… strange.

Stranger than the usual quota.

Footsteps coming from the corner started pacing to where you stood. Well, ‘stood’ isn’t the correct grammatical tense, as you were still presently standing where you left off, albeit a few steps back.

That’s when you saw him: two beady button-eyed, and a feline, petite figure you knew too well. How long was he following you for?

“…That’s not right.” Kanato’s eyes raced from corner to corner, honing in like missles trying to find their trajectory. You had enough experience with the keychain to know that none of the other brothers’ senses could pinpoint where you were. Not even the faintest exhale coming from your lungs could give you away.

Yet, all the goosebumps, raging like bolting lighting, throughout your skin were making you have doubts on how safe-proof you truly were.

“Hey… Teddy, I’m sure she went through this hallway. Could our eyes be deceiving us?”

Thank god the keychain was.

He looked around more, his slow, blinking eyes trying to rummage through the darkness. The hallway wasn’t perfectly lit, the moon waned and the clouds obstructed her pale light. “She was here. There’s no other way she could’ve gone. But… the trail ends here. Something isn’t right,” Kanato trails off, his twitching nose mimicking that of a police dog.

He knew. Rather, he was confident in his supernatural abilities to know there was something amiss. Kanato’s knuckles turned pink the more the minutes went by. You wanted to go somewhere else and since you were practically a ghost, going through objects and walls was something you learned the hard way.

It’s just… you couldn’t tear your eyes from how he was reacting.

“WHERE IS SHE?!” Kanato screeched at the top of his vocal chords, making you question how short the distance between you two was. “Teddy, I can’t locate her scent! This doesn’t make sense! She should be here… but she’s not!”

A frustrated groan boiled itself out of him. He walked up and down the hallway, looking more akin to a broken, toy soldier. You can’t count the number of times his head turned side to side, or how long his purple eyes hadn’t blinked in the span of five minutes.

For him, each time he blinked, the more it registered that your presence had somehow vanished into the cold air of the night. Each time he closed his eyes wondering when this cruel game of hide and seek would end, it just kept continuing on like a lullaby of an erratic music box.

…

Wait.

It just occurred to you: since Kanato is aware of your disappearance, re-appearing would not guarantee your safety. All the times you disappeared, it was during the times he was asleep or you were sure you were alone, for the most part.

Looks like this game of hide and seek, in just one night, changed into a game of life and death. And this time, you had the upper hand.

To be continued (?)

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bubblespalace · 2 months

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The Accords (Reader Insert Version)

Chapter Four

“(Y/N)!”

Fuck you had to get up.

Nine-year-old you pressed your hand on the floor and tried to push yourself up, but the bloody slash on your stomach caused you to feel weak against your captor. “Watch your friend die and we'll make everything less painful, okay little one?” The man over you crooned.

You foolishly turned your head, capturing the eyes of the girl you had known since you were five, your oldest friend. Victoria was tied down to a hospital bed in the laboratory they had been stuck in, a machine attached to her, sucking out her blood. Her eyes cried out in pain and tears to her as she bled out, her life slowly being pulled out of her while she was still breathing. “(Y/N), please…” She wept, her normally cocky personality gone with the wind.

You looked up at the man keeping you pinned to the ground with pleading eyes. “She doesn't deserve this! Please! Take me instead!” You tasted your own blood in your mouth, a metal-like taste. The tears threatened to spill from your eyes.

The men in the room laughed, a horrible sound to your ears. “Oh, but we are taking the both of you. Your blood sells, Morganstern.”

“Don't call me Morganstern. My name is Wayland.” You grit your teeth, whimpering when you heard Victoria scream out in pain.

He leaned down and told you in a hushed voice. “Keep telling yourself that, Morganstern, you’ll always be related to him..”

Your gaze snapped to Victoria as she wailed out in pain once more before going limp on the bed, her blue eyes wide open and vacant. “Vic!” You screamed, in disbelief she was gone. Victoria didn't move, didn't spit out a witty remark, didn't blink.

It was all your fault.

The man pulled you up by her hair, and you obeyed, knowing the consequences if you didn't. “Now, ready for your treatment, Morganstern?”

The vampires around the room all smirked at you, baring their teeth.

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You awoke from your dream of your past in a gorgeous parlor room, you were laid down on the velvet blue couch, and a fire was roaring from the fireplace, warming the colder room. You whimpered, believing you were alone so you could show pain or discomfort, and slowly sat up straight.

“Nfu~ Bitch-chan number two is finally awake.” You softly gasped in surprise and turned your head toward the source of the voice. He was, of course, gorgeous, but now that you knew everyone here was probably a vampire, you knew why. Vampires had to be attractive to get their prey.

He looked a lot like the man at the gas station, same emerald green eyes with only slightly lighter red hair. The eyes he had seemed more playful, however, while the others had seemed more demanding and bossy. You couldn't help but wonder if they were closely related. He was wearing a fedora with a red ribbon tied around it, and he had a small mole on the right side of his mouth that seemed to enhance his natural beauty. His school uniform had two buttons at the top undone, probably to show off his chest a bit, and his tie was loosely knotted. God, you couldn't help but think it sucked that Nephilim were unable to date vampires and other Downworlders. All of them were so attractive, especially these men, but The Accords outlawed it because The Clave wants Shadowhunter babies, not any other race. It was understandable since Shadowhunter's population was low, but it was horrible how you couldn't marry or date who you fell in love with.

This vampire man inched closer to you, a suggestive smirk on his face. “Does the new Bitch-Chan speak? Kanato told me you only understood English.” He had a very cruel tone when taunting that some might have mistaken for flirting.

You scooted back a bit, uncomfortable under his stare. You have always been attracted to eyes, it's one of the first features you noticed, but you felt oddly uncomfortable under the eyes of anyone but Nephilim and loved ones. “I don't only understand English, I speak some other languages, but I have a name, you know.”

The unnamed man chuckled, grinning widely and showing off his fangs. He had cute little dimples on either side of his mouth. “What is it, Bitch-Chan? Whatever it is, I'll keep calling you Bitch-Chan too.” He winked at you teasingly.

You scowled, staring into his eyes with your (E/C) ones. “It's (Y/N), and you'll use my name, bloodsucker.” You attempted to stand, straightening Yourself up before your legs collapsed underneath you. You started to fall to the carpeted floor with a yelp, but this man caught you in his arms.

His grip felt very secure and safe, his arms wrapped around your waistline. You weren't used to being touched much, but you absolutely loved it when you had skin-to-skin contact. “I'm Laito, Bitch-Chan. The most attractive man here.” He smirked, which made you want to fawn over him for a second, but you knew better. No good came from Downworlders, you learned that at an early age.

“Such a liar, it's obvious it's Ore-sama.” You looked up at the owner of the voice, recognizing it.

“I should have guessed you were related.” You spat, pulling yourself out of Laito’s arms and onto the couch. “You both have that ‘egotistic’ quality.”

The man glared at her, his green eyes annoyed. “Oi! Shut up, Melons!”

You glared. "Don't call me melons, Christmas!"

“Be quiet… You're ruining my music…” You glanced at the blonde who was lying down on the other couch, his eyes were closed, probably sleeping. He, of course, was also good-looking, you just wished you could see what his eyes were like.

Kanato teleported into the room using his vampire powers, he was pretty beat up, but he would heal quickly. You had definitely done a number on him. You wondered if he was still pissed. “Look Teddy, the new doll is finally awake.”

You sighed, instinctively feeling your sheath for your Angel Blade while your eyes darted around the room, searching for exits. The white-haired and red-eyed man, who was leaning against a blank wall, scoffed. “ Tch, we aren't dumb, Nephilim. You don't have any more weapons on you. We confiscated them.”

You glared, putting the fury into your stare. “You aren't allowed to keep me here, it's against the Law.” You said, tapping your boot against the marble floor.

Laito smirked, sitting down next to you, although a little too close. “I'm sure The Clave will make an exception for us. Especially since it's illegal for you to be trespassing on Vampire's property in the first place.”

“You're fair game, Melons. Should have looked before you came to us.”

“I was hunting!” You retorted angrily. “I had direct orders from The Clave and there were no restricted places on my mission information, I wasn't informed there were vampires!”

The blonde groaned and pulled out an earphone and opened his eyes, giving you a death stare. Now that you had a better look at him, you saw just how gorgeous his eyes were, a beautiful ocean of calm. As blue as the sky. You were entranced for a moment. “Stop being so noisy. You broke the Law, so these are the consequences.” He closed his eyes again and put the earpods back in.

You felt speechless, like your life was being sold to yet another individual. “The Clave will come after you. I'm a top agent.”

“They have the guts to come after the Sakamaki's?” Ayato teased.

Your jaw went slack, a feeling of dread washed over you, you had known you had recognized their names. Kanato, Ayato, and Laito were the triplets of the Sakamaki family. Which meant the white-haired man and the blonde man were also their brothers. “No, no, no. There's no fucking way…”

Laito smirked, leaning in close to your face. “Surprise, Bitch-Chan.”

You quickly stood up, forcing your legs to be strong enough to hold your weight and backed away. “Holy shit…” You bumped into someone and quickly turned to face him. He was also a vampire, with those looks. Shiny magenta eyes that looked as though they could see through everything and also understand everything. He seemed very knowledgeable. He had such dark hair that you couldn't tell whether it was black or very dark blue.

“How unladylike, don't you know you should be aware of your movements? You aren't a very graceful woman, are you?” He said, there was something about his voice that gave him a commanding demeanor. You could tell he was intelligent and strict, and knowing this you knew you should apologize politely, but all you could do was freeze in terror. You had faced and killed many vampires before, but these were the sons of The Vampire King. Karlheinz was the only leader of Downworlders who had trouble agreeing with The Law, werewolves, faeries, and warlock were easily swayed to The Clave's side. The Clave knows not to piss off Karlheinz. He could, without a doubt, go up against Shadowhunter kind and win within a week. “It's customary to answer when someone talks to you, honestly.”

You broke yourself out of your shocked state, stammering out a response.“Fuck, I'm sor-”

“You curse too? Dear lord, I'm going to have to train so much out of you. The only good quality I see so far is in your bloodline.” The magenta-eyed man spat, disgusted.

Laito chuckled, his fangs peeking through his lips. “Her blood does smell delightful. May I have a bite, Bitch-Chan?” In a flash, the fedora-wearing man’s face was buried in the crook of your neck, you yelped and flinched back, attempting to push away Laito, but someone else did before you could.

“She's my doll! I saw her first, I get the first taste!” Kanato yelled at his younger brother, fury in his eyes. Laito chuckled, amused and not scared by his brother’s outburst. He stayed down where Kanato had pushed him, resting both of his arms under his head. “(Y/N), dolly, stay still,” Kanato spoke softly, it almost calmed you, his voice was just so hypnotizing. However, you knew what would happen if a vampire got a hold of your blood. As he leaned down, his teeth bared, to pierce your collarbone, you did something you would probably regret, you slapped him across the face. The room went completely silent, nobody said a single word, it was so very eerie. You didn't dare move a muscle, frozen from fear. Kanato slowly turned his head toward you again, a scowl on his face. “You really have to be put in your place, doll.” To your horror, Kanato wrapped his hand around your neck, squeezing lightly at first, seeming to test you.

Your hand jumped to his wrist, in an attempt to get him to let go. “Kanato-” The vampire squeezed slightly tighter, probably restraining himself. “P-please…”

He glared down at you. “You have lost the right to beg for my mercy, Shadowhunter. Endure your punishment.” The purple-haired man tightened his grip even more, it took everything for you to not cry out in pain, your training never taught you what to do during a fight with one of the strongest pure-blood vampires to date.

Finally, You blacked out from oxygen deprivation, you did however spare your dignity as you didn't once scream. Kanato let go of your thin figure, blinking. “She's more fiery than the brides,” Ayato grumbled.

“Tch, she won't last a day here.” The white-haired man spoke from the other side of the room, his red eyes gleaming with curiosity and annoyance.

The youngest triplet chuckled. “Fufu~ She might surprise us. You never know.”

#diabolik lovers #reiji sakamaki x reader #shu sakamaki x reader #ayato sakamaki x reader #kanato sakamaki x reader #subaru sakamaki x reader #laito sakamaki x reader #diabolik fanfic #fanfiction

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bitacoradeunadialover · 4 months

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minutos antes de morir || Cordelia

El horror absoluto en sus ojos tras darse cuenta de que las consecuencias de sus acciones y comportamiento —la falta del más mínimo amor maternal y el hecho de que había utilizado a su propia descendencia como una herramienta para su propio beneficio— la habían alcanzado y ya no podía hacer otra cosa más que huir.

Y el miedo paralizante cuando los hechos se hicieron muy claros: aquellos a quienes ella le había dado la vida serían quienes se la quitarían.

Pero en el fondo de su corazón retorcido fue plenamente consiente de que había obrado mal con sus propios hijos —sabía que lo merecía—, solo que incluso bajo esta situación seguía siendo ella: arrogante, egoísta y manipuladora. Todavía tenía la tonta idea de que aquello que la había puesto en este punto de no retorno le serviría de algún modo.

"Pero no", díjose cuando vio más allá de la falsa mirada de amor que Laito le estaba dando, "No me servirá de nada".

¿Lo más triste de todo? Fue que mientras caía no hubo de su parte arrepentimiento alguno. Lo último en lo que pudo pensar fue que hubiera preferido que Karlheinz le quitara la vida.

Esa fue la razón de sus últimas lágrimas: la noción del abandono, de que todo el horror y el dolor que había causado —todo lo que habría sido capaz de hacer para que Karlheinz la mirase y amase de vuelta— no habría servido de nada.

#diabolik lovers #laito sakamaki #ayato sakamaki #kanato sakamaki #cordelia sakamaki #cordelia diabolik lovers #cordelia #diabolik lovers scenario #diabolik lovers fanfic #diahell #dialover #karlheinz sakamaki #karlheinz diabolik lovers #diabolik lovers karlheinz

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rightasrain-lit · 10 months

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人形は笑わない。

Kanato turns his s/o into a doll and then regrets it.

Inspired by a drawing I drew (uploaded on my main blog @rightasrain-il )

Trigger warning: turning alive people into a doll.. ig?

You blinked.

Or rather, tried to blink.

Your eyelids didn't budge. Of course, they're glued open.

Your face was glued so that it can hold your face in a blank expression, lips pursed tight and eyes staring into nothingness. Your limbs were fixed straight so that your body can stand by itself. Kanato was delicate in crafting your body into a unliving doll. And that exceptional delicacy made you fixed, unable to move, in your most beautiful expression possible, or so Kanato perceived.

You expected this from the very time that you found out that Kanato has a hobby of turning sacrificial brides into dolls. Or maybe, you expected this from the very start. You somehow knew that someday, you will be turned into a doll, just like the dozens of life-sized, once alive girl figurines crowding this room.

What you didn't expect, was that even after you became a doll, your consciousness still remained in your body.

Even when your body is fixed and you cannot budge to the point where you cannot even inflate your chest to breathe, you still could perceive the world around you. You could see what your tightly fixed pupils allows you to witness, and hear what your ears that were slightly damaged in the process of turning into a doll allows you to listen.

So, you could see the expression Kanato coming to observe you every day.

In the first days, his eyes were soft and full of affection. He looked at you as if he can't stand the overflowing love he is feeling for you, as if you are the most beautiful thing in the whole wide world.

But even when looking at his tender expression, accepting his sweet embrace without a choice, you expected that he will grow tired of you soon. You were unmoving, fixed in the same position and will be fixed for eternity. Of course he'd get tired of you and find someone else.

That was- partly true, and partly not.

He still did come to see you, even after a long time has passed. However, as days came and went, his expression when he saw you distorted into a somehow- unsatisfied one. He looked as if he was searching for something. Something inside you. And the absence of that something seemed to bother Kanato massively.

At first, it was just a small frown, the one you would see on a small occasion like when he didn't have any of his favorite dishes on the dinner table. However, over time, it grew into a bigger frown, and then an expression of utter anger, the one he makes when you defy his orders or speak with a guy other than him.

Only god knows the reason behind him making that expression, you thought. To be honest, you couldn't grasp why he was coming to you every day in the first place although so much time has passed, just to make that annoyed and angry expression. Well, it isn't your problem anymore, is it? You're glued here, completely unable to move whatsoever. It doesn't matter now how he acts in front of you, nor do you have the obligation to ponder the meaning behind his frowns and project a worthy reaction. You are an unmoving, unspeaking doll. And dolls can't react to their owner's actions.

You thought, why would he be angry? He used to call you annoying and loud every time you try to speak up, so isn't he supposed to be happy now that your lips are glued silent?

But apparently, that wasn't the case. He somehow grew angrier and angrier every day, until he snapped.

One day, he started throwing a tantrum- at you. You, who cannot budge a centimeter. You, who cannot respond to his tantrums.

He started screaming at you, and you could pick up some words with that damaged ears of yours.

You heard,

"I've had enough of you not responding-"

"Stop being a doll and become a human NOW-"

"Say something, or I'll toss you into the living room fireplace-"

And more words along that line, trying to threaten you into responding.

You knew what he was demanding of you was ridiculous. You are a doll. You were killed to become a doll. Even when you regained consicousness, you couldn't blink, breathe, do anything a normal living person would do in order to stay alive. So, you came to the conclusion that you weren't exactly alive. And dead people don't come back.

You were just a corpse with consciousness and preserved to look like a living person for eternity. And Kanato should know that. He's the one who turned you into a doll.

And even if he doesn't know that, you couldn't tell him his error when your lips were glued together.

Kanato was so used to people reacting to his tantrums. Be it a positive or negative reaction, screaming his demands would at least bring him attention all the time. However, it is a different story when you are throwing a tantrum at a lifeless doll. You couldn't answer him, let alone open your lips an inch. And in the corner of his heart, he knew that too. Still, not getting any reaction out of you seemed to provoke him.

He started destroying the other dolls in the room. The life-sized figurines fell one by one from Kanato's anger. But, for some reason, he didn't lay a finger on you. Only the dolls that were the furthest from you got damaged or amputated.

His rage went on for a good hour. Even for Kanato, who screams and cries until he gets his way, it was an unusually long tantrum.

When he finally came to his senses, he gave you an unnerving, stale gaze. However, somehow, you could read the expression hidden behind that façade-

He looked like he was pleading for something. Something that you couldn't grasp.

And then, with a short glance, he was out of the room.

The following weeks he was gone. He stopped coming to the room, you couldn't even hear his footsteps outside the door. Not that you cared. You knew this would happen. You expected it from the very start. He finally got tired of you, no doubt. And you thought he wouldn't to come back down to the room again until he turns another girl into a doll.

However, that expectation was shattered when you finally saw him come into the room without a doll in his arms.

He was alone. It was quite a long time and Kanato seemed quite different from what you saw last time. He was skinnier as if he had trouble eating, and you knew that patch of red at the corners of his eyes takes much more than a few hours of crying to form.

He stood before you, staring into your eyes. Surprisingly, you couldn't see the rage in his expression, the one you saw a few weeks ago. He looked rather exhausted this time, but still desperately searching for something inside your eyes. Searching for a-

"Smile."

He blurted out. It was a command you cannot comply in your current state. Kanato, having expected this from the start, dropped his head to face the ground.

A few minutes later, he collapsed, kneeling on the ground and sobbing. And somehow you knew it wasn't phony tears that he cried every time he was trying to deceive you. It was a genuine cry, desperate for attention, for the slightest warmth- the things he possibly cannot find in you anymore.

He looked up at you, and then grasped a handful of your snow white dress.

"Please, smile for me."

You couldn't answer.

He dropped his head again.

"If I be a good boy, then will you smile for me?"

He knows you can't.

"If I stop screaming at you, will you hug me?"

He knows you can't.

"If I love you, will you love me back?"

You might. But he will never know.

Not getting an answer, he buried his face into the thick frills of your dress. He looked so- small, hunched and curled up at your feet. You wished you could hug him, comfort him, tell him everything's alright like you did before when he woke up from a nightmare.

But this is not a nightmare. This is reality.

He, once again, looked up to you. You were staring blankly, your eyes glued to the front. Much to your dismay, you couldn't show the slightest of emotion at the sight of him breaking down.

Kanato let go of your dress and slowly stood up. Then, suddenly, he pulled your stiff body into an embrace- or more like, he nestled his body against you, burying his face into your shoulders. You felt Kanato's tears wet your skin.

He muttered with a weak voice,

"I love you."

And then again,

"I love you."

And once more,

"I love you."

He kept saying the three words over and over again, and each time his voice got more muffled with his cry to the point where it sounded like he was squeezing his voice out amidst the tears.

You felt strange. These are the words you wanted to hear the most from him, and also the words he'd never say when you were alive. But why now? Why now, that you can't hug him? Now, that your lips were sealed and cannot spit out a word? Now, that you can't tell him that you love him back?

He was shaking madly. You could feel his hands trembling. You've never seen him this sad, this broken.

Never before has he felt a drop of regret to his actions, no matter what severity. And he was feeling an overwhelming sense of regret for the first time.

He wished, oh-so-desperately wished he'd never turned you into an unalive figurine.

However, what's done is done.

You are never to come back.

You are never to smile again, to wear a cute blush every time he kisses you, to share your warmth that he didn't want to admit to love with him.

You just silently stood there like the stiff doll you are, listening to Kanato's sobs.

You tried to cry with him, but no tears came out, for dolls are not supposed to cry.

#kanato sakamaki #kanato x reader #sakamaki kanato #kanato #diabolik lovers #diabolik lovers fanfic #dialovers

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afra-blueraz · 4 months

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// nothing very important but I just finished writing the first book of my diabolik lovers series and I'm just in love with my idea for this series. I wish the real diabolik lovers was like my idea 😭. I mean diabolik lovers already has a great potential but in some certain routes I feel that they missed this potential and didn't write a good story (lost eden). That's why I wanna rewrite all games in my own way with my own ideas and headcanons. I will keep all canon facts and personalities. But I wanna do it in a better way. Giving all characters more development with more stories. Because as you know its gonna have 15 seasons 😁. In other ways I wanna make my own diabolik lovers that is more ideal to me. My dear Yui is a queen and deserves better endings.

By no means I'm gonna change the real story. I just wanna rewrite it in a better way and I will keep most important canon things. Just wanna make a better series for myself.

Not sure about the release date yet. Because I want to publish Bloody Roses and 2 other Angel and Devil novels before that. My blog is very close to 1k followers. In any case, I prefer to start publishing this novel after I become 1000, so that more people can read this novel.

I just wanna inform you guys about my series. I'm so proud of this one.

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batsandgore · 19 days

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How would the sakamaki brothers react if shu becomes suddenly overprotective and controling in a bad and aggressive way?

I assume this would be towards his S/O? Or love interest of sorts? I'll frame it as that, as it's something I could possibly picture Shu doing if we're considering extremes. Thank you for the ask!

Shu becoming possessive and controlling of his love interest...

Reiji Sakamaki:

He knew getting involved with Shu was a bad idea. When you chose him, out of everyone in the household, to be the one to own you, to harvest your blood for himself, Reiji was convinced Shu was manipulating you. He was lazy and never desired to do anything for himself, so having a human to do his bidding sounds like the perfect arrangement for someone as unmotivated as himself. However, the pretences he conjured in his mind soon became a reality and rose to extremes that left even himself utterly perplexed. And so, Reiji confronted you one day, cornered you, unwilling to deal with his excuse of an older brother.

"You were so insistent on staying by that deadbeats' side, and look where that got you. It's pitiful, to be honest. How about I extend an offer to you? It's never too late to choose me..."

Ayato Sakamaki:

Ayato never really cared about the goings on of his oldest brother. Shu stayed out of his way, and therefore, he mimicked that. But when he came to the revelation that you, Shus love interest, the person whose blood's scent emanated from you like mist, had found yourself in a tricky situation in regards to him, Ayato saw his opportunity to gain the one up. He just so happened to stumble upon you one fateful night in the gardens, and so, struck up an albeit rather blunt conversation.

"Ah... there you are! I've been looking all over for you! What do you say we head back to my room? Yours Truly is long overdue some quality alone time with you..."

Kanato Sakamaki:

His brothers were nothing but a nuisance to him - an annoyance in his day-to-day life. But the new perspective bride had caught his interest: you. You had an air about you that captivated Kanato; he was even quite tempted to make you up to be the newest edition to his grandiose collection he has. But... Shu had swept you away long before he even had the chance. However, when word got around the residence that Shu had began showing less than savoury qualities towards his prey, even for vampire standards, Kanato saw opportunity. One minute, you're stood unassuming in the kitchen wondering what to eat. The next you wake up in a dingy, long abandoned shack far from the sight of the mansion.

"You're awake. Good. I was starting to think you'd never wake up... me and Teddy were quite worried... what? Where are we? Oh, don't worry about that. All you need to do is scream for me! I'm going to bite you now. So c'mon! Show me the fear that sits so pretty in your eyes..."

Laito Sakamaki:

Laito had tried his fair share of manoeuvres to make you his own prior to catching wind of this news. However, this news was like music to his ears. He knew that if you could stick so securely to someone like Shu for such a long while now, he didn't have to do too much to win you over either, right? Maybe he could provide something you've been lacking? Sympathy? A shoulder to cry on? Laito can provide that for you. He'd play the long game if it meant getting you to himself, playing on your heartstrings until you eventually broke for him.

"Oh... you poor thing. I've heard about your recent squabbles with my older brother, y'know? Nasty business... but surely you don't think you deserve all of that, right? We may be vampires, but we're not complete monsters. Maybe I could be there for you... to help?"

Subaru Sakamaki:

Believe it or not, once Subaru caught onto this news about Shu, he wasn't after your blood. In fact, he'd hardly do anything unless he saw Shu acting the way he has been in person. Subaru would just be... disappointed in his older brother, and therefore would distance himself from both him as well as you - this entire situation. He'd prefer to stay far away, in case he happened to cause more harm than good, which he believed he certainly had the potential of doing.

"What? You're crying because of that jerk again? It's... none of my business. So, I suggest you leave me out of it unless you want your situation to become even worse. I have no doubt it will if you involve me."

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samsvenn · 10 months

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𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐤 𝐄𝐯𝐢𝐥

summary: Leon Kennedy was sent to the Sakamaki mansion under the orders of Tougo Sakamaki. However, the intel he’d received proved to be shocking.

1.9k | SFW

A/N: This is set in an alternate universe where the T-Virus/Zombie outbreak in Racoon City did happen, but it was quickly stopped and contained. This Leon is basically Resident-Evil-2-Remake Leon. This is honestly just brainrot and me mashing my current two hyperfixations together :3

Booted footsteps rung muted on the velvet entryway. From the details given by his operating agent, Leon was assigned to stay at a well-known Japanese politician’s mansion. The walls had an antique feel to them and the interior felt oddly gothic.

Leon put down his heavy luggage and tactical backpack on one of the sofas in what looks to be the living room. He went over to the fireplace and sure enough, the wood was freshly charred - Someone was currently in the mansion.

The rain raged on. Its droplets hit the windows like they were tiny pellets of rubber. All that protected him was a black leather jacket and prayers that it’d stop raining soon.

He scanned the room looking for anything useful. Was he supposed to wait? Was it rude to go and investigate? Man, he didn’t have to think about the little details back in Racoon City. All he had to do was point and shoo-

“Are you the man that my father sent?” Leon turned around to see a black-haired gentleman with glasses. The gentleman's perfect posture looked like it’d hurt if he tried to recreate it.

Leon scratched his head, “Father-?”

“My apologies, I meant Tougo Sakamaki, the politician. Did he send you?” The glasses guy stressed the word ‘the’. His rubied eyes scanned Leon up and down, raising an eyebrow at the special agent’s rain-damp hair.

“Oh, yeah. I was told that I’m supposed to stay here.” Leon patted his pockets, taking out his covert, international agent ID card reserved for verifications. Hunnigan, his operating agent, told him to keep it at all times, just in case the Japanese authorities needed to see something official.

The man took the card with his gloved hand and carefully inspected it. He looked at the card, then at Leon, then back at the card.

“Hm, this will suffice. I am Reiji Sakamaki, the second son of the Sakamaki family,” Reiji sat down on one of the chairs and gestured for Leon to follow after him. “My father informed me that there’ll be someone special arriving today. That is all the details I know. It said that you were a government agent. May I ask why they’ve sent you? We don’t usually have someone of your occupation in our home.”

He plopped down softly and sat a comfortable distance from Reiji, “My operations person told me that your father assigned me to be here. I thought he’d be home to give me orders.”

“Hmm… Interesting.” Reiji pursed his lips and stayed silent for a bit. “Unfortunately he’s hardly home due to his schedule. Anyhows, it’d be best if we your things sorted so I’ll show you to your roo-“

“Oi Reiji! Where the fuck did you put my basketball?!” Leon hadn't noticed that there was a second floor near him until he saw the staircase leading up. There he saw a certain red-head with a distinct scowl on his face.

By accident, they both locked eyes and suddenly, the red-head stepped back, away from Leon’s view.

“Uh… That's your roomie or something?” Leon politely asked Reiji, who was pinching his nose.

“Brother, actually.”

“Oh? You guys don’t look alike.”

“You don’t say,” Reiji regained his composure like nothing ever happened with the red-head. “Our father is always away, leaving us a family of six. The one you saw just now was Ayato. We all have different mothers. Ayato is part of the triplets, who are hard to miss, and Subaru is a single child.”

Leon counted on his fingers: three fingers for triplets, Subaru is one finger, Reiji occupies one finger… That only totals up to five people-?

“Is there someone else you didn’t mention-?” Leon held his fingers up, displaying five people.

“-Me. He didn’t include me.” Leon was caught off guard by a blonde who sat directly next to him. He propped his loafers up on the sofa’s sides and his pale arms were spread out like he didn’t have a care in the worl-

…Wait.

Leon didn’t recall another person sitting next to him the entire time he was talking to Reiji.

…

“I would’ve included you, but what’s the point in mentioning a good-for-nothing son? You don’t add value nor do you add anything profound to this family, so it’d be a waste to use a mere gram of air to utter your name.” Reiji scoffed and rolled at the messy blonde.

The blonde’s eyes were closed. His eyelids didn’t open a peek at Reiji’s comment. “Heh, value? Profound bullshit? Are you saying Laito adds those things to this family then?”

“Don’t twist my words, Shu.” Reiji said with a gritted jaw.

“And Kanato, does he add anything ‘profound’ to this family?”

“Talkative today, are w-“

Loud, slow claps caught your attention to a fedora guy. It also stopped the bickering between Reiji and this ‘Shu’ guy. The fedora guy’s eyes were quite feline-like and a smirk spanned his face from cheek to cheek.

“Tsk, tsk, look at you two! Fighting like cats and dogs in front of a guest… Where’s the hospitable atmosphere? You two chased it away~” A sing-song tune came from him. Something in Leon’s gut churned. This fedora guy had a strange aura about him.

“Guest? We have a guest?” A short purple-haired boy popped out of nowhere and brought his face dangerously close to Leon’s. “Why is this one male?”

“Uhh… Ask my mom and my chromosomes.” Leon scratched his head in an effort to give him some sort of answer.

A sharp voice came from a corner, “Why’s everything so noisy today?” A sharp-eyed angry-looking guy walked in and stared fedora guy down.

“Oh my, even the loner emerged~!”

The angry-looking guy took an 8-ball out of nowhere and threw it at fedora guy. “Shut your mouth, Laito!”

‘Laito’ narrowly dodged it, then proceeded to stick his tongue out and giggled. “Ooo, feisty as always!”

“Enough!” Reiji raised his voice, making everyone in the room look at him. All except the blonde guy. “Where’s Ayato? He’s the only person missing.”

“Just yell out ‘tits’ and he’ll come running.” The white-haired guy sat on a seat that was close to blondie. Leon made eye contact with him. It didn’t last long.

On the other hand, though he wasn’t looking at him, the purple-haired guy was staring holes into him. It’d burn his skin if the guy’s gaze was made out of lasers.

“-Who said tits?” The red-head made his second appearance and looked at everyone confused. The fedora guy bursted out laughing and it even made blondie smile a little.

Reiji rolled his eyes and scoffed at the red-head. He interlocked his fingers and locked eyes with Leon. “Now then, let’s all be acquainted with our newest guest.”

Introductions were very brief. At least Leon didn’t have to mentally refer to everyone by hair color now. Though, something had been bothering him for a while. When Ayato arrived, he swore he couldn’t hear his footsteps. The same goes for Kanato too. He just popped up out of nowhere and behind him.

And Shu…

Three people without footsteps.

‘Once is an accident, twice is a coincidence, three times is a pattern,’ he thought to himself. Something felt very off with the mansion. He was never this mentally perked in any new location.

Unless, of course, it was a dangerous one.

He made a mental note to tell Hunnigan later.

“Do any of you know my purpose here? I don’t wanna intrude on you all without a good reason.” Leon could feel their stares penetrating his skin. It felt predatory. Their eyes could slice tension clean and cut.

“Maybe you’re our new plaything.” Laito rested his head on Leon’s shoulders, not breaking eye contact with the agent. “Father told you to stay, isn’t that enough of an order?”

Were people outside of Racoon City always this touchy? Hunnigan didn't mention it, so Leon had no idea. If he pushed Laito off, then it might make things more awkward than they already are.

“The order’s way too comfy for someone like me.”

Laito pouted, “Do you like danger then? Chasing, running, trying to survive with nothing more but the barest of hope?”

“Danger is what you expect when you have a job like mine. You don’t really have a choice but to endure and keep going.”

“Fufu… We all like the sound of that, don’t we, dearest brothers?” Laito gave everyone in the room a very vague look; one that Leon couldn’t decipher. It sounded bizarrely sinister, but the true question is: was it?

“Laito…” Reiji spoke up and his tone sounded like it had a warning attached to it. “Dinner will be served soon. In the meantime, make yourself at home and sort out your luggage. Our butler will escort you to your room.”

Leon heard muffled chinks coming from the corner of his eye. Turning around, he saw a middle-aged man carrying his backpack whilst his arms looped around his roughened luggage bag. Leon patted his legs, which doubled as a way to check for any items he’d forgotten, when he got up.

After giving a brief thank-you, he and the butler were off. Their footsteps dissolved into the muted floors of the mansion and the rain had started to calm down.

“He doesn’t know, does he?” Subaru stopped hiding behind his fringe and looked at Reiji.

“None the wiser. When I got the letter from father, I thought we’d be expecting a new sacrificial bride.”

It was clear that none of them knew what was going on, all except Reiji. Ayato clicked his tongue and sat next to Laito, “Heeeh? Doesn’t that guy already know that any human who steps in here might as well be a sacrifice offering? Why did he send someone from the government or has he bonked his head broken?”

“The agent said that he’s on father’s payroll, orders and all. Looks like father found a new game for us to play.” Shu tilted his head in a comfier position. The Eldest’s tired voice came out like buzzy static. Laito hummed with an amused glee and looked in the direction of where Leon and the butler went. Kanato followed his gaze, before looking back to Teddy’s hypnotic gaze.

: ̗̀➛

After the butler put his things on the ground, Leon whipped his head back to say his things, but the older man mysteriously vanished out of view. There was something wrong with this place. He couldn’t put a finger on it, but what didn’t help was the weird disappearing acts everyone kept pulling. It just didn’t make sense that he couldn’t hear their footsteps.

For years at the academy, Leon sighs at the amount of times he was yelled at for being too loud with his footsteps during training.

Yet these guys could do it easy-peasy?

Leon felt something buzzing in his front pocket. A bright notification popped up in his burner phone. “Condor One, do you read me?” It was his support operative, Hunnigan.

“Mhm. What happened?’ Leon texted back.

He sat on the bed and waited for a reply. The text bubbles kept going on and on, like an infinite loop. In the meantime, Leon patted his pants and checked if his combat knife was still in its hidden holster.

Finally, there was a ding.

“We’ve received intel. Apparently, some older folks saw various girls come into that manor. They all ranged in appearances, but most of them were within highschool range.”

“Noted. And? Where’s the ‘and then, something ___ to them’ part?”

“Quick to catch on. Here’s the part where it gets weird: these older folks saw them enter,” Leon read the next part. He had to blink two times to make sure the screen glare wasn’t playing tricks on him.

“-but they never saw the girls leave.”

And so, the night began.

#diabolik lovers #laito sakamaki #subaru sakamaki #shu sakamaki #reiji sakamaki #ayato sakamaki #kanato sakamaki #fanfic #leon kennedy

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