#shu sakamaki x reader

[failing-to-write-again]

The sakamaki finds their self staring at their S/O baby/kids photos or maybe vice Vera, pick you’re favourite!

BABY PICTURES!!!

I'm picking both because I'm an indecisive lil'bitch, so this is part 1 with the Sakamakis seeing you as children. This took way longer than expected but I got bad writers block with Kanato, Laito, and Ayato in particular.

Part 2

TW: Some mildly degrading language, it comes with the DL terrotory, Laito calls reader a whore once.

Shu Sakamaki

Perhaps if you were less tired you would have heard the door creak open or felt the hallway's light hitting your eyes as he entered your room. While not requiring heat, it was a luxury Shu enjoyed indulging in it and you tended to give the best reactions to his cold fingers waking you.

This time though you looked exhausted, a long exam season having drained you more than he would have thought. Besides, it would be funniest if you had the energy to react well. So for now he was intent on joining you in dreamland. That was until his eyes strayed to your vanity where a book lay half open. A clearer look showed a small child grinning up at him, and the note "Sweet Pea's first contest" was scrawled on a slip of paper attached to the bottom left corner.

You were sat beside an older girl both in tutus your hair adorned with with a delicate tiara complimenting your light pink, glittery costume. It looked like you were matching the older girl who was dressed in the more traditional sugar plum fairy outfit. Flicking through the book it looked like you must still be a ballerina, he especially loved your first point shoe photo, you were beaming at yourself in a mirror while standing holding the bar.

The last photo was dated as being almost a year ago, you were stunning. On stage front and center leg held high being supported by your partner as you stared dainty upwards to the side, ironically you were also a sugar plum fairy. Except there was something much more ethereal compared to the first picture he saw, you must have been some prodigy to look this way. The spotlight had all of you glowing, the layers of tulle and jewels only accentuating your glow rather than causing it.

You also had a photo with a young girl after the show, a change in generations perhaps? But, you didn't look as happy. There was the arm of a man in the frame slightly, wearing some robe similar to Yui's dad. Flicking between the first and last photo there was a clear difference between your smile reaching your eyes. You looked so hollow compared to your younger self.

The noise of you stirring slightly and turning over is what brings him back to reality, looking at you now it would be a lie to say he ever saw you smile the way you do in these photos, a beaming toothy grin in an expression he could only call personified sunshine. Now, none of that was visible. What little joy was left in that photo of you and the child had been eradicated. You were paler, and more gaunt due to constant blood draining. You had bags heavy under your eyes and knots in your hair. Punctures littered your neck, painful angry marks unhealed and just left there to further your pain.

He never asked about your hobbies or life before the manor, he knew very little about your past what he had seen while at your least intruding to try minimize the harm his brother, no he was causing. He didn't like this feeling, a rolling unsettling feeling in his stomach. He couldn't look at you as he slunk away.

Reiji Sakamaki

"Seriously, must you be so rude to delay all of our journey home."

Pushing open the doors to the school library he met the sight of your head against a book out cold. Walking closer it was clear you had been studying for some time, a mixture of notes and books laid around you. Tutting, Reiji brushed some pencil shavings away noticing the golden chain wrapped around your fingers a small heart nestled in your palm.

Turning it over it fell open to reveal two halves, one empty the other revealing a young girl in the lap of two people, their heads were out of the frame. Picking up the locket to more closely examine it, the girl was holding a teddy bear with a big red bow matching the red dress she was in.

"They took that picture before they sent me off to the church"

"What?"

Turning his head back to face her, she had sat up and wiped her eyes. Resting her head in her hand and looking at his hand with some far away look in her eyes.

"The church that supplies your sacrifices, cults are always going to exist but yours is less popular than you know. So they trick people or offer to buy their children flat out. Some of the girls had seen their parents trying to get them back, tricked into believing the church was a boarding school. I'm not sure what mine believed, I never saw them again. I don't have any other pictures of them."

"You don't believe in the Church? Yui seems rather devoted still, I know how you humans work and-"

"Yui was raised in the Church by a leading priest who at least pretended to love her, I was shipped off and locked in a building raised to be killed. If you want to view the world as one dimensional, I'd like to remind you that it goes both ways. So I know you vampires are so incapable of managing yourselves you lose all decorum when blood is involved and have seemingly failed to learn how to wipe your mouth." She was sneering, evidently it was harder to hold her tongue freshly woken up. All he could focus on was the swirling pain in your eyes, it was the closest he'd ever seen her get to tears, it took him aback.

The silence seemed to only further solidify your upset, shaking your head and grabbing the locket and your bag before walking out of the library. Reiji hung back for a moment, almost reflective before turning back to the table. The notes were insightful, she had interacted with the material rather than the girls in the school that begged him for help. He had to wonder if perhaps he was using a less than adequate sample population...

Walking out to return to the limo he had to begin considering appropriate response to this outburst.

Ayato Sakamaki

"Yo, you better hurry up Ore-sama waits for no-one!"

"I'm showering, you're the one that came into my room." Scowling the red head dropped down onto your bed only to feel something poking him. Lifting the mattress revealed a flat tin box you had hidden suspiciously. Nosey as he is, he immediately opened the box to be faced with a collection of different photos. Some were of you in some school uniform with some friends, you look around 13 in some of them. Other, newer, photos have you in some brick building with those other girls, as well as some of the previous brides, some wore crosses similar to Yui's but you weren't. You were sat on a window ledge a small cupcake in your lap with those other brides living here, your eyes had that same hollow look you get when he insults you. The worse one though was a picture of you as a toddler, sat on a woman's lap with a tiny paper hat on your head. You were grinning in front of a cake lit up with 3 candles.

How dare you. Being so happy and hiding these expressions from him but showing them to other people. As this is crossing his mind he hears the door creaking open as you enter still drying your hair before freezing.

"How did you get that." You were trembling, eyes fixed on the box still in his lap.

"How dare you hide things for Ore-sama! You are mine nobody else's you have to give me everything. And this," He held up the box, shaking it to punctuate his words. "This is proof you are hiding things from yours truly!"

Tossing the box into the fire in a fit of rage, watching you cry as you try to save some of the photos. He eventually pulled you away, drinking you near faint and watching as you stumble trying to run away when he let you go. Watching as the flames slowly cause the photos to curl in on your small round face while you wait to blow out your candles. As well as listening as you sobbed just outside the door.

Kanato Sakamaki

Kanato had demanded to see what was in your suitcase the moment you had passed the doors into this hellhole. Thankfully Reiji had insisted that it was improper and due to his short attention span the purple haired menace had mostly forgotten. As weeks passed it had completely slipped your mind as you were far too preoccupied trying not to die. While walking through the halls of the manor back to your room after school your mind drifted to Kanato's bizarre behavior.

Kanato, for some reason, followed you around more than the other girls here, you were unsure how to feel about him all in all. He had moments where he was incredibly sweet and nice only to change in an instance with no predictability into screaming, violent rages. He was bad news, with no motivation or willingness to try change or improve you had to live in constant tension over what mood he'd be in. No better example came to mind that what you faced upon opening your door.

Kanato sat at the foot of your bed, your suitcase open and a scattered collection of pictures of you around them. Your heart was in your throat, unable to see his face to know how to act or run. Your hands were clammy, those photos were important to you and while you wouldn't mind showing people Kanato was ultimately a risk, he could rip them up or hurt you for having them.

"Hey, you were a cute child strawberry." Kanato was half facing you now, focusing on the picture in his hand you in a princess bouncy castle at your cousin's 5th birthday. You loved that one, you had dressed up as Rapunzel, you had a lilac tea dress on and your mother had bought fake hair to braid in with yours to extend its length. Gently stepping closer you explained this to Kanato, and about her being your favorite as a child.

"You can sit closer, I want you to tell me more." He didn't sound angry, rare for when he made demands. and you want it to stay that way. Sitting closer he also shifts to have his right knee brushing your leg as he sat crossed legged. He had his arm holding himself up behind you. Sitting in that pose, if it weren't for the clothes, he looks like a normal teenager.

He kept you there for over an hour it felt good to get to talk about your life before being a sacrifice. It was the longest you had ever seen him lucid. You eventually nod off, vaguely comprehending fingers slowly running through your hair and a blanket being draped around you.

Laito Sakamaki

Laito strikes a balance between crazy and insane that while still very much not sane, he's better at hiding it. For the past few months while here you've seen him slowly tailor his behavior to somewhat better suit you. While still a complete perv, once he realized his attempts at flirting didn't work he changed tactics, a few times, until there was this uneasy understanding between you both. You weren't friends or anything but his worst behaviors were saved for when he was hungry for the most part, other than that he was mostly just an annoyance. An annoyance currently not letting you take your time with the Sunday crossword. "8 across is isthmi, strip of land connecting two large areas separated by a body of water."

"I knew that."

"Is that why you took so long to write it down?" I could only glare as he sat there one hand holding up his head on the opposite end of the sofa. Chewing my cheek to stop a sly remark I twirled my pen before filling in the answer. It's been a few days since he's drank, too many smart remarks could have bad results.

Between answering hints that I was taking too long to figure out, Laito was playing with the other pages of the newspaper, folding them into aeroplanes to send across the room. Fiddling with one of his most recent planes absentmindedly, he began to speak.

"The real question is why do you do these crosswords when you're so bad at them." He was grinning as he looked up to see my reaction. However, unlike my normal remarks my face must've fallen because he looked incredibly confused.

"Oh? Strike a nerve little whore?~" He was all but purring, reveling in getting under my skin so effectively. All I could do in response is shake my head turning back to try focus on the crossword. About a minute of silence passed of pretending to focus on the page. Suddenly feeling breath near the back of my ear I flinch turning to see him hovering above me, arm on the headrest behind me and his other on the armrest caging me in. Panicking my breathing picked up as I tried to ensure as much distance between me and him as possible.

"Pictures," he mumbled. "The answer is pictures 4 down, you're not that bad...what are you thinking." He was staring straight at me, seeing straight through me. He reached back to his pocket before placing a familiar photo in front of me, the old crease down the center where I folded it in half to fit in my old uniform. It was a photo from the dormitories, I was 5 working on a crossword page torn from the paper while the older girls in the room were reading the paper and the younger ones played.

"I found it when going through your stuff to see what could be returned to you, can't have cellphones or anything useful for escape. Only to find this, some of those other girls are in the photo and just like every Sunday you ripped out the crossword page. Why?"

I didn't like this Laito, when he was just as sharp as his older brother's and not as easy to placate as the other two triplets. This Laito, who has now left me to share things I would've much rather keep private.

"Nowadays, the Church operates as a boarding school to draw in brides. You get there and you are cut off from the outside world, they tell us the girls run away when they're sent here. They wouldn't give us any real information, too many heretics in the world." Picking at the frayed edges of my hoodie's arm, I took a deep breath before continuing on. "I told the matron I liked crosswords, she did the weekly Sudoku, so since I was young I knew she thought I wouldn't break any rules. I would tear out the crossword page to do while the older girls read the paper to collect any news on disappearances and just on the greater world in general. I would return the paper and say I tore out the crossword to keep to see how my timing improved. Now it's just a habit that paper will never say anything about us or anything that can help right."

I saw him sit back out of the corner of my eye. Readying myself to be bitten or mocked I kept looking down.

"You still stick your tongue out when you focus, its cute."

Before I could even look up he was gone.

Subaru Sakamaki

Out of all the Sakamaki brothers, Subaru was by far the safest. His anger was predictable and mostly posed a risk to furniture over you, even his bites were gentle and so long as he didn't rush off he would seal the wound with what you had dubbed 'nasty healing spit'. So when he unofficial began acting as your bodyguard you didn't complain, or even acknowledge it out of fear he would stop and leave you to the bats.

The new routine was by far the most peaceful you had experienced in some time. You ate your breakfast on your balcony watching the sunset before the white haired shadow took his place brooding nearby. This 'morning' was no different, you set eating your breakfast as you looked through a small pile of photos that the computer club had salvaged from the remnants of your phone. As the sky faded from orange, to purple, to the dark blue of summer nights and stars began to appear in the sky you sat back, eying the door waiting for his appearance.

Your door opened, his figure being somewhat visible through the sheer curtains as he yawned. Once he pulled the curtain back to step outside he scowled seeing you waiting, but when did he not? He silently placed himself leaning against the door frame while you remained seated.

"You can sit closer you know. I don't bite, promise!" Grinning up at Subaru while his scowl worsened.

"You aren't going to last long if you have that attitude stupid."

"I thought we had an agreement, most liars don't call themselves liars."

"I'm a vampire, you shouldn't be so careless if you value your life."

Sighing and turning back to your pictures, you both continued to sit in silence. It took 5 minutes for Subaru to give in and move closer. You were still going through the photos not acknowledging his movement. If there's anything you've learnt it's that if you ever point out Subaru's behavior he runs away, ironic for such a fearsome creature. After he had some time to work up the courage he pointed to one in your hand.

"Who's that?"

The photo was of you wearing some roller skates at a roller disco party, you were 7 or 8. Your wrists covered in sparkly wrist bands and plasters covering your knees and palms from how much you had slipped practicing to avoid embarrassment.

"It's me at one of my friend's birthday party, About a year after this I first got sent to this boarding school linked to the Church. After a few years I was cut off from everyone and sent here. That was the last time I saw her actually, she moved away."

The albino nodded in understanding before once again entering into a lapse of silence. He kept looking back to that photo while you organized the rest of the pile, wrapping the photos in a piece of paper to prevent any sun or dust damage. Standing back up and collecting your belongings you looked to him expectantly. However, he just continued to stare off into the distance.

Weighing up your options and how much you currently valued your life, you leaned down to tap his shoulder. Aside from a minor jolt he seemed more receptive to you. Passing over the photo you were smiling.

"I don't want to look at this it makes me sad, but it seemed to catch your attention to here."

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[c4xcocoa]

Hey! If you could please do the diaboys with a motherly s/o?

If you can! Thank you! I appreciate and love ur work!

Okokok. One of my first asks so thank you! I didn’t know which boys exactly so I put them all in a randomizer and picked 3. We ended up with Ruki, Shu and Subaru

Ruki Mukami

Mommy issues

Man’s mom just up and left him, you can’t blame him for not trusting women

At first, off our by how you act

Very distrustful

Give it time and patience though and the man will learn to depend on you for things

Just simple things, like chores around the house or kinda leaning against you for comfort

My boy’s like a cat, give him a break

Does care for you very much

100% arguments over who does what

“What are you talking about? I said I’ll do the dishes, put that plate down.” (Stern baby)

Shu Sakamaki

Mommy issues 2.0

Also distrustful at first

Kinda avoids you

“Oh, Shu! Would you like some…and he’s gone”

Again these boys are like cats

You try secretly leaving things in front of his room

He definitely knows it’s you

Over time though, he finds comfort in the little snacks and CDs that are left at his door from time to time

Begins to see you, not as overbearing, but just open to help

Achievement accomplished: Shu’s not avoiding you anymore!

Not talking still, but you can at least be able to stare at him laying on the floor?

If you talk to him, he responds

“Oh hi, how are you?” “Hm.”

More time goes on and he starts transitioning to one word answers, to a few word, and then full sentences

Like Ruki he kinda leans to you for comfort, especially since he knows you’ll be there if he needs it

Still sleeps on the floor despite your slight nagging

Subaru Sakamaki

Mommy issues 3.0

Also avoids you, but for different reasons

Shu avoided you because he thought you were overbearing

Subaru avoids you because he’s afraid he would break you

But you keep on finding him somehow!

With Subaru you be a bit insistent

Annoying but helpful

My boy opens up like a slow blooming rose

He tries not to lean on you for comfort

But you’re always there

And so warm

Equal nagging

“You need to stop punching the wall! Look at your hands!” “Only if you stop washing all the dishes! That’s what we have servants for damnit!”

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[bubblespalace]

Headcannon: If The Sakamaki Brothers actually fell in love with you.

^⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠^ Includes: Shu, Reiji, Ayato, Kanato, Laito, Subaru, and all of them together (Because I love all of them and can't choose). ^⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠^

Shu Sakamaki 💛:

∆💛: Like all the brothers, he would hate he fall for someone who wasn't a vampire. He would try to deter himself from you, but he would fail.

∆💛 Converse-shoe would still be super lazy, but he would perk up a bit if you walked in.

∆💛 Would mock you even more. Calling you names and roasting you a lot, he would love your reaction.

∆💛 He would show off his violin skills and possibly play for you. He would try to make himself seem impressive.

∆💛 Shu would have a slight fear Reiji might attempt to take you from him since his younger brother has always wanted what he had. So he would be possessive around Reiji especially.

∆💛 He would sneak into your room and snake himself underneath you, so you were laying on top of him.

🎧You jolted up in shock when you realized the blonde vampire was underneath you. "Ahh! Shu-kun! What are you doing in here?!"

Shu smirked, his eyes still closed, and pulled you back down on top of him with one arm. "Shh... be quiet... you like this anyway... you lewd woman."🎧

Reiji Sakamaki 💙:

∆💙 Reiji would first try to tell himself it wasn't a crush, he would stay away from you. Whenever you visit his lab or study, he would turn you away. Until he came to terms he was in love with you.

∆💙 He would start giving you tasks, which you somehow completed perfectly, exactly the way he wanted. He would start being softer with you and less strict.

∆💙 He would take time to teach you about things, and he would be more patient with your trial and error. He finds it very admiring that you won't give up so easily when you don't get the information.

∆💙 You would become almost like his assistant, helping him with notes, and labeling formulas and mixtures.

∆💙 Rei-Rei would keep you away from Shu as much as possible, in fear that you would fall for him instead.

∆💙 Even when you make a mistake, he remains calm and very early goes off on you. It surprises you, since with anyone else he scolds until they start crying.

🧪The glass hit the ground with a shatter, you froze in fear. "Oh god, Reiji-kun... I'm so sorry, please don't be ma-"

"It's no problem." He said almost calmly. "Just clean it up. We shall get back to what we were doing after."🧪

Ayato Sakamaki ❤:

∆❤: This man would know right away he was falling for you, but he would be meaner to you to hide it.

∆❤: Eventually, he would try to impress you more. He would still be super mean, but he would do everything he could to make you notice him.

∆❤: He would invite you to his basketball games a lot, and he would hang out with you afterward. Which made the other girls give you an evil eye.

∆❤: However, he wouldn't lay up on you. Christmas Eve is the type to keep treatment the same. He'd still call you out by your breast-size, and drink your blood. (All the brothers might still drink your blood, but eh)

∆❤: Keeps you away from his brothers, particularly Kanato and Laito because he knows they can be the most dangerous. Only he's allowed to hurt you.

∆❤: If you were to ever do something nice for him without him having to ask, he would be stunned. You might even catch him blushing a bit.

🏀You walked up to Ayato with a kind smile on your face. "Hey, I made you some Takoyaki."

He paused for a good moment, almost in happy disbelief, before he regained his normal stature. "Good, Ore-sama was getting hungry anyway."🏀

Kanato Sakamaki: 💜

∆💜: He would be angry you made him fall for you, but after a few hours of angry screaming in his room, he calmed down and talked to Teddy about it.

∆💜: He would get you gifts, like dresses, babydoll shoes, and hair accessories. You would become his only, non-wax doll.

∆💜: In fact, Kana-na would never feel the want to turn you into a wax doll. You aren't like his past victims, he wants to watch you squirm forever.

∆💜: You would get princess treatment, except when he's angry. He would yell and scream at you, but he would very rarely hurt you when mad. He would hurt you more when he's happy, and he would praise you after for being so strong about it.

∆💜: He wouldn't just keep you away from his brothers, that's for sure, this man would keep you away from absolutely everyone. If someone so much as looked at you, he would slit their throat. You're his after all.

∆💜: The amount of tea parties you had in his room would be uncountable. Sometimes you talked, other times it was just comfortable silence.

🧸Kanato smiled at you, not the creepy off-kilter smile that made you feel hunted, but an actual, genuine smile. "What is it?" You asked sweetly.

Kanato kept staring at you. "It's nothing, my doll. Don't worry about it. You don't ever have to worry about anything."🧸

Laito Sakamaki 💚:

∆💚: He would have no idea what was happening to him. You weren't like the other girls he had been with, and it confused him. His heart rate quickened around you, heat rushed to his normally cold cheeks and he felt almost... nervous.

∆💚: Lai-Lai would probably end up asking Reiji what you were doing to him. Reiji would deadpan and explain.

∆💚: Laito was first in denial, because that's not what he thought love was, but Reiji carefully told him everything. After that, Laito made it his mission to get you to fall for him.

∆💚: He became the most romantic man on earth. Laito gifted you roses, chocolates, and anything else he could think of that you loved. Yet he was still shy around you sometimes and you caught him stuttering over his words a few times.

∆💚: Almost all sexual thoughts left his mind, (He still had a few, come on, this is Laito) all he was focused on was wooing you, and it stayed this way for a very long time.

∆💚: You would be very surprised by this change in him, and he would try to convince you nothing changed.

🎩Laito had snuck up behind you and put his arms over your shoulders. In his hands, was a beautifully arranged bouquet of roses. "Hi Bitch-chan." He purred with his Cheshire cat smile.

You giggled and took the bouquet from him, admiring the flowers. "What has gotten into you lately? What have you done with Laito, stranger?"🎩

Subaru Sakamaki 🤍:

∆🤍: He would break everything in his room in terror. He didn't want to fall in love, especially not with you. Subaru couldn't stand the thought of hurting you severely.

∆🤍: Toyota would avoid you like the plague, hoping he would fall out of love with you. Somehow you always found your way into his mind again...

∆🤍: He was crazy over you, he started admiring you from a distance, watching you as you did your homework in the living room. He was scared he would hurt you if he actually approached you. Soon, you noticed and confronted him.

∆🤍: After that, he spoke to you a little more often, but still kept his distance. Subaru also turned up his tsundere level from 100, to 10,000.

∆🤍: Would be secretly leaving white roses in your locker, and also doing little things to make you smile without you knowing it was him.

∆🤍: Tsunbaru might never confess to you, you might be the one to make the first move. He would be way too nervous to talk to you.

🗡Carefully you glanced at Subaru, making sure there was nothing he could mistake for anger or upset in your voice. "Subaru, did you leave this-"

His red eyes flashed to you in what you thought was disgust. "W-why would I leave you a rose?! Leave me alone, foolish mortal!"🗡

The Sakamaki's 💛💙❤💜💚🤍:

∆💛💙❤💜💚🤍: If they all fell for you, I wish you luck my friend. They will be competitive AF.

∆💛💙❤💜💚🤍: Expect their normal behaviors to either become more intense, or softer. It could go either way.

∆💛💙❤💜💚🤍: Reiji and Shu might try to battle it out for you since they will be each other's biggest threats. Ayato and Subaru might just fight too, since they don't get along well.

∆💛💙❤💜💚🤍: Kanato would end up dragging you into his doll room in the middle of the night. I can see him trying to brand you, burning his name onto your skin.

∆💛💙❤💜💚🤍: Laito would be relentless and would never leave you alone. You would have to fend him off 25 hours a day.

∆💛💙❤💜💚🤍: They all might just start fighting like little children, pulling you toward them like a rope in tug-a-war.

🎧🧪🏀🧸🎩🗡"Boys! I'm not a rag doll! Stop or you're gonna break my arms!" You shouted over Kanato's hysterical screams and Reiji and Shu's accusations toward each other.

Laito yanked you away, which released you from Reiji's and Shu's harsh grip on your wrists. "She's right, Bitch-Chan will choose me anyways, so why is it we must make a big fuss over this?"

"God, will you stop being such a pervert for one moment?!" Subaru yelled, looking as though he was about to punch something.

Sadly, your wrists only got that break before Reiji grasped onto the wrist Shu was holding onto and bit down into the sensitive flesh, making eye contact with him as his fangs made contact. "You fucking bastard," Shu growled and bit into the wrist Reiji had grasped before, possessively biting down hard enough for it to leave a mark that would last a long time. Soon, you had all the boys' fangs buried in your skin, gnawing on you like you were prey.

"I'm the best, right dolly?"

"Tch, don't be stupid, Y/N."

"You're smart, Y/N. You'll choose me."

"You lewd woman, choose the best choice."

"Ore-sama, obviously."

"Or your Laito-kun, Bitch-Chan."🎧🧪🏀🧸🎩🗡

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[daughterofyeshuaa]

When you use new age slang/ are a meme lord (ft. my husbands)

Albert Wesker (The Mastermind)

"Hey dawg"

"Did you just call me a dog?" Wesker raised a brow.

"Maybe.... Maybe not, up to you to decide, shawty"

"Y/N, what in the world has gotten into you?"

You ignored him as you started dancing "Hitting the griddy, hitting the griddy.. mhm mmmm yeah"

He sighs "I'll never understand this girl"

Danny Johnson (The Ghost Face)

Danny came to you while you were eating

"Hey, Dollface" he said flirtatiously

You raised a brow "Can I help you, sir?"

He chuckled "Can't I admire my favourite girl?"

"No thanks, Pookie Bear."

Danny's cheeks flushed "P.... Pookie Bear?"

You giggled and threw your arms around him and lowered your tone

"Yes, Pookie Bear"

He smirked "Don't tell me you're-"

"-Hitting the griddy? I am"

You start hitting the griddy

Danny watched confused

Shuu Sakamaki

"SHUUU SHUUU SHUUUUUUUUUUUUU!! 1!1!1!!1!1"

"What do you want, annoying woman? "

"SMH SMH" you say out loud

"Huh? What in the world are you talking about?"

"Lol"

"You sound like a r3tard"

"Hey dawg, that's not cool man"

Shuu sighed. What's he gonna do with you?

#dbd x reader #dead by daylight x reader #dbd #dead by daylight #albert wesker x reader #danny johnson x reader #diabolik lovers x reader #diabolik lovers #shuu sakamaki #shu sakamaki x reader #shu sakamaki

[celestiachris]

Shu Sakamaki Headcannons

(AYYY!!! My first fanfic I made and its about Shu! OMG I LOVE THIS MAN SO MUCH-!!! ♡ಡ ͜ ʖ ಡ Umm... Sorry, anyway hope you like it bish!)

Warnings : Swearing, Slight angst, but mostly fluff

•First, I feel like it would take a while to even get close to Shu (Hell, even be in a relationship with him).

•He would definitely think your annoying at first and doesn't really understand why you hang around him so much. But over he starts to actually enjoy your company little by little everyday and finds comfort in your presence.

•And if he does develop feelings for you. He'd definitely tell you right away (He's very straight forward- ).

•Okay! I feel like we all know he's gonna do this. YOUR HIS HUMAN PILLOW (I know you saw that coming!), yet you'd complain about this HE STILL DOES IT. And he'd definitely be the clingy type, he always wants you to be next to him 24/7 and tries to convince you to skip class and stay with him FOR JUST A LITTLE LONGER!

•Tho, he is happy being with you. Theres also a part of him that doesn't understand why you said yes to him. Because, he's a vampire and your just a human, he knows you have to go someday. Yet, he never told you about these thoughts you'd figure it out one way or another. One way is because he's been distant lately and you didn't know why.

•Once, you figured out why he's been so distant. You comforted him, and told him that you chose to stay with him. You love him and he was the reason why you even tolerated staying at this mansion. You loved him for him and you wouldn't trade him for the world.

•That's definitely one of the reasons why he's really protective of you. Because your one of the only people that actually care for him. Yet you both (Mostly him) tease and mock eachother. You both really love and care for eachother. And he does hope that THAT will never change.

#diabolik lovers #anime #shu sakamaki #shu sakamaki x reader #diabolik lovers x reader #headcanon

[justcomeoverandbiteme]

𝓐𝓹𝓹𝓵𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓔𝔂𝓮

𝟏. 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐌𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝐒𝐡𝐮 𝐒𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢 𝐱 𝐒𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐧! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐛𝐲𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐥 <3

Part 2

{𝐂𝐖: 𝐨𝐛𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 (𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭), 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐥}

   After the countless failed attempts at the Eve project, Karlheinz decided it might be best to level the grounds. While humans had the flair of added variables to his experiment, they were weak. Vulnerable. And frankly, too quickly disposed of. As try as he might, his sons never did care to make their toys last. 

  Previous brides had the restriction of ignorance, thrown into a jarring world of infinite night and bloodshed, it was no surprise they passed by the hundreds. However, perhaps with blood picked from the land of Eden itself, may his attempt at matrimonial successes with his sons finally be accomplished. 

  A new variable has been added to the experiment. A creature of daunting song and inexplicable beauty. Captivating all who stand within its presence, the tides have reversed, blossoming apples in the wake of Adam just begging to be picked. 

   The eldest son couldn’t say he was surprised another bride was being sent to the Sakamaki manor. The letters stamped with red wax had formed a home in a forgotten pile somewhere within Shu’s room, the amount reaching in numbers that could compete with Kanato’s wax doll collection.  

  However, there was a piece that had managed to catch him off guard. 

“𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐠. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐭𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝. 𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐡𝐮 𝐒𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐕𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟.”

  …

  Matched? 

  The letter was discarded, slipping from the man’s diligent fingers and swaying to the floor.

  Predetermined?

  The idea was sickening, but perhaps not too shocking. The Eve Project had gone nowhere. Any fruits his father hoped to pick from the experiments’ outcome would be found instead in a drained woman or a pasty wax figure. In hindsight, who’d think to send a wide-eyed human, hot with pounding blood to a mansion of ravenous vampiric youth with a taste for fear? 

  Only the old man.

  Shu scoffed and let the thought slip from his mind as he plugged in his earbuds, leaning his head back to rest upon the sofa armrest.

  A week later

  Undoubtedly, the thought had slipped too far into his mind, seemingly lodged into the deepest crevices of his brain. 

  Shu had missed the bride’s arrival on purpose, too unmotivated to remove himself from the tub of warm water. The woman would inevitably fall to the hands of his brothers- coming face to face with her wouldn't alter that outcome at all. If she had been previously informed, and truly planned to court him, she would state the matter as it was. 

  But Shu didn’t have that sort of confidence for anyone, much less to believe a bride would go out of her way to state her arranged marriage to her arranged husband. 

    “Good-for-nothing.”

  Shu inwardly grunted, keeping his eyes closed.

  “The bride has arrived. However she informs me that she has specifically been chosen to be your bride, is this true?” 

  Shu was silent for a moment, allowing the question to hang in the prickly air. Then, the man sighed. “Yes. The old man sent me a letter.”

  Reiji scoffed. “To think of all his sons, my father would choose you to inherit the crown.” 

  Shu didn’t speak, contemplating submerging his whole body underwater to drown out Reiji’s spitting voice.

  What a bother. The thorns lacing his brother’s words pierced the svelte melody of his music, ruining a perfectly good ballad. 

   “Your presence is demanded of in the main foyer. The bride requests it.”

  Shu sighed, tempted to argue that if the bride wanted to see him so badly, she could come seek him out herself. But Shu knew his limits. This bride had specifically been chosen by no one other than his father, and while that didn’t vary much from the previous women who had entered this house, for some odd reason, he had been the predesignated groom. There was only so much interference Shu was willing to push before potentially being punished by his father for ruining his suddenly altered project.

  The man lifted himself out of the water slowly, grunting as if he bore the weight of clay skin when really, the only weight that clung to his skin was that of his drenched clothes. Reiji clicked his tongue.   

  “Do not soil your first impression with such a disheveled app-!”

  The glowing atmosphere of the foyer seemed to burn through Shu’s closed eyes as he appeared before the great steps of the mansion. The candelabras that lit the room emitted a fiery warmth casting a glaze that made the walls appear as though coated with amber. His nose twitched, detecting an unfamiliar scent amidst the fog of blood and hunger. Yet surprisingly, the twisting fragrance of fear was absent from the air. And instead, replaced by something else. Something different. 

  Shu blinked, coming face to face with Laito, whose green eyes were slitted from the smile on his lips. “Wow, groom-to-be finally decided to show his face~” The man cooed, a glint of jealousy lying beneath the man's cat-eyed gaze. 

  “You’re dripping everywhere.” Kanato whined, clutching Freddy closer to his chest and furrowing his brows at the oldest brother. 

  There was still that scent in the air, blurring Shu’s concentration as Laito stepped away with his signature giggle. His nose searched through the vampiric scent that had settled itself into the mansion and let out a soft sigh at the sudden whiff of sweetness, almost teasing in its subtlety.

  Where was it coming from-?

  “Just because you’re the oldest you think you can suddenly get everything?” Ayato’s fingers were suddenly clutching at Shu’s woven sweater, pale skin tightening against the beige wool. Shu glared at his younger brother’s face, Ayato’s teeth baring with hardly kept rage. “Damnit, Shu! What do you think you’re better than Yours Truly or something?!”

  “Actually, Shu had little say in the matter at all.” 

  A feminine voice broke through the rising tension. 

  There.

  Shu’s attention flitted to a figure only a few feet away. How he hadn’t noticed her before, he had no idea. With his eyes now fully trained on the bride, the fragrance seemed to amplify itself, unfolding itself like a cloud of wisteria to cloak the room.

  She spoke again, plush lips parting. “It just happened we matched upon compatibility. The King figured if there was a picked son prior to us meeting, it would decrease the chance of mortality if there was less…” Your hands, manicured delicately and painted an elegant blue waved over an area of air. “..infighting.”

  Shu had never felt so awake in the presence of anyone, much less a bride. And yet, he couldn’t tear his gaze away, letting his blue hues fall over the curvature of your body, accentuated by the tightness of the white silk blouse you wore which stylistically loosened right at your breasts. Your sleeves matched the flounciness of the bust material, traveling like sheer clouds down to your wrists. Black leather encased your lower body, high waisted leggings twisting deliciously along your hips and legs. Damn he hated his father, but the man knew how to pick ‘em.  

   When Shu looked upon your face, he paused for a moment, frozen. You were gorgeous. Undeniably alluring with eyes that seemed to tempt even the most persistent of sailors to dive to their depths. A small grin played on your lips, glazed with the slightest of red gloss to enhance their softness.  

  A siren.

  It took him a moment to realize you were no longer smiling at him. And instead looking at Reiji, who had teleported back into the main foyer. Disdain began to unfurl in Shu’s chest, a sense of wrongness arising at you turning your attention to his brother, of all people. 

  “It appears to me that my brother has failed in informing us of your presence, Miss (L/N). Even more so, of your clan heritage. Forgive me for the confusi-.” 

  Your voice sliced through Reiji’s own, the airyness of it almost overwhelming in the mansion that was almost rotting with the constant tension. “It’s whatever, I don’t mind.” You spoke dismissively. “I would really just appreciate being personally introduced to my future groom.”

  The ease that your voice sent through his body was almost sickening, widening a gap in the constant dismality of his mind that previously, only music had been able to achieve. Shu felt like he could finally breathe even though he hadn’t needed to for the centuries he’s existed. He was sure his brothers could feel it too, your tone infectious in its sobriety, that even Ayato had backed off the minute you began to speak. Reiji, who usually upon being interrupted would instigate an immediate punishment, was rather silent, brows furrowed at your smiling face. 

  “...Very well. Shu and Miss (L/N) are to be left alone until dinner.”

  One by one, the brothers dismissed themselves until finally, all that was left was you and Shu. 

  You were smiling at him, Shu realized, surveying him with those captivating depths that seemed to swallow him whole. So often it was spoken that a siren’s song was their most deadly trait, and yet here he was, unable to tear his eyes away from your gaze.  

  “Shu Sakamaki.” His name unfurled like petals off your tongue, and the scent of wisteria was suddenly dizzying. “My name is (Y/N), it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

  You were grinning now, with teeth glinting in the candelabra glow. Shu found himself staring for a moment, frowning subtly at your canines. They were sharp and slightly thicker than the rest of your teeth. With their almost hooked like tips, it was no question they were meant to be sunken into the flesh of prey. Beautiful, yet deadly. 

  He looked back up at you, a sudden blankness in his face. Of course. The countless prey sent to the castle was counterintuitive, an expectation for success that was like hoping for frost to thrive in a desert. A predator stared back at him, flickering between a beautiful woman and a creature that bared its teeth. 

  A threat sent from his father. 

  “I hope you know I have no will to pursue the throne.” He mumbled, eyes growing half-lidded to limit the disorientation that came with your presence. “So if that’s all you came for, I recommend you choose someone else.” 

   The siren before him blinked, eyes widening into pools of confusion. Until suddenly, you giggled. Like soft bells twinkling in the moonlight, the blissful sound danced throughout the foyer. 

  “Oh, Shu~. I don’t want the throne.” You laughed gently, fingertips rising to hide the sharpness of your grin. “I just want you.” 

#diabolik lovers #diabolik lovers x reader #shu sakamaki #shu sakamaki x reader #sakamaki brothers x reader #siren! reader #vampire x siren #diabolik boys #diabolik lovers blog

[werelosingdaylight]

ANOTHER IDEA. It’s not the ‘I can fix him’ trope or the ‘I can make him worse’ trope. Instead it’s the ‘I can be the one thing he is terrified of losing and will do anything to keep’ trope. But which DiaLovers boy should it be for?

Leave a vote of who it should be for in my comments/inbox/messages. <3

#shu sakamaki #shu sakamaki x reader #shuu sakamaki #shuu sakamaki x reader #reiji sakamaki x reader #reiji sakamaki #laito sakamaki x reader #laito sakamaki #kanato sakamaki #kanato sakamaki x reader #azusa mukami #Azusa mukami x reader #ruki mukami x reader #ruki mukami #yuuma mukami #yuuma Mukami x reader #yuma mukami #Yuma mukami x reader #diabolik lovers #diabolik lovers x reader #dialovers #subaru sakamaki #subaru sakamaki x reader

[shu-kun]

"Are you the woman he mentioned?"

#diabolik lovers #diabolik lovers oc #diabolik lovers yui #diabolik lovers fandom #ayato sakamaki #reiji sakamaki #dialovers #diabolik lovers headcanons #shuu sakamaki #shu sakamaki #laito sakamaki #shu sakamaki x reader #yui komori #diabolik lovers cosplay #cosplay #anime #anime and manga #manga #otome game

[steamy-cloud]

Hi can you do Shu X reader headcannonss??????

SHUU —

- You’re his personal human pillow.

- Prepare yourself to not attend many classes.

- He enjoys your motherly nature.

- Actually really protective.

- He’s kinda insecure about you leaving him.

- LOVES to tease and mock you.

- Expect him to drag you everywhere he goes.

- Sometimes you would feel like if you’re his mother.

- He hates bugs, so expect him to called out for your help every time he sees a bug.

- Please play with his hair!

#((lazy as hell im so sorry)) #diabolik lovers #anime #shu sakamaki #shu sakamaki x reader #headcannons #answered ask

[failing-to-write-again]

What would it be like waking up with Shu, Reiji, or Ruki?

So sorry I didn't see this Tumblr did not send me a notification!

But thank you for the ask and I will answer all three!!!

Under the cut because my writing is long and I might be mildly suggestive but nothing explicit!

Shu

I imagine waking with Shu would feel like a Saturday morning in Winter, where the heating is on and your bed is so warm and outside it's a cool snowy light.

Rolling over and feeling the slight chill of the vampire, his chest cool but the arm you slept on warmed by your body heat.

I think Shu, as a more subtle romantic, would enjoy like sleeping naked or at least shirtless with you. While throwing perverted comments around to deflect from showing his true sappy side, yet never actually going further then running his fingers along your spine as he holds you against himself slowly heating up.

Hearing him deeply inhale and stir as he feels your movement, eyes opening slightly and smiling before nuzzling between the pillows and your hair. A grumble of protest at having been disturbed.

If it is a weekend or holiday you give in easily resettling into the peaceful feeling of simple having skin contact with someone so intimately. Shu lifting the covers to cover you more as goosebumps cover your body slightly due to his lower body temperature.

A personal head cannon is that after you began to have an actual close relationship he would have servants bring hot water bottles to your room close to bed so you didn't have to be as effected by his chill. However by morning the once warm devices are now useless, yet he's less cold after a night of having you next to him.

Eventually you may try coax him awake. As he hides himself against your neck, feeling him voice complaints in a gravelly morning voice against your skin.

"My princess is so pushy, just rest order the servants to do the stupid errands. They're yours now."

Reiji

Reiji could go one of two ways depending on the day. A busy day or a holiday. Either way I think his room would feel fresh but still warm to wake in.

On the average day Reiji wakes you either accidentally as he gets dressed and ready for the day, or with a drink and some breakfast delivered personally to your room. He claims it's to prevent your morning mood effecting the household but it is actually to just keep you to himself a moment longer even if it's while you're both busy preparing for a long day ahead.

He runs his fingers through your hair to wake you, slowly massaging your scalp. You'd be surprised that it doesn't put you deeper asleep.

On the rare days he doesn't feel the need to wake as early he's sensual and soft. Rare for someone as prim and proper as him.

It's canon from the sleeping with a vampire audios that Reiji wears silk pajamas and bed sheets with high quality mattresses. I see him ordering you matching pajamas and night dresses in similar designs to his and he secretly waits until you get yours on before changing. He refused to admit when he's sweet. He melts when you sleep in his shirt after nightly romps in the sheets.

Ever the leading partner, you wake up being spooned by him either facing him or with you back against his chest and his face buried in your hair. You used to worry about it irritating him at first until one night you felt him nuzzle against it intentionally as he smelt the shampoo you had recently used.

Like Shu I feel he would do things to motivate the temperature difference. However maybe an electric blanket or a potion that will last the entire night.

Deepest as morning voice, grainy too completely unlike his firm even tone when awake. It's a personal side only you see. And forget Shu being the lazy one when Reiji has the time to sleep in with you. The man is begging for 5 more minutes.

"My love, stay...hm? Need a drink? I left one on the nightstand. ... You can't reach it?... Cruel woman treating your lover like this."

Ruki

Ruki's room must smell like candles and new books. A nice toasty feeling to wake to.

Clingy is the best way to describe how I feel he sleeps. So scared you may slip through his fingers or leave like others before, Ruki holds you close as you sleep.

I imagine he sleeps on his stomach due to having to sleep like that for so long after he initially got the scars on his back. His arm around your waist and head turned to rest abobe your shoulder.

The exception being when he reads a book to help you sleep. You lay, head against his chest or in his lap as he sits against a pile of pillows. You wake to his head against yours and the book left open on his lap as his arms encircle you.

Ever the slight sadist, on days you need to be up faster he might lightly pinch your sides to wake you. Chuckling as you squirm and complain at the rude awakening. Kissing you forehead in apology.

During nights where he has particularly bad nightmares you may have to wake him. Holding him against your chest and brushing through his hair as you comfort him best you can. You don't know when you both nod back off but you wake the next day to him still there resting more peaceful than ever. That being said night terrors have decreased drastically since you began to share a bed.

After you both wake up properly he holds you in his lap as you discuss your plans for the day. He takes his time laying kisses along your shoulders and down your sternum, a personal good luck ritual that makes the day a little easier to begin.

"Hm... where do you think your going? I assume like me you don't want to leave my side yet. Especially with those fingers tracing along my body. How shameless."

#diabolik lovers #reiji sakamaki #reiji sakamaki x reader #shu sakamaki x reader #shu sakamaki #ruki mukami #ruki mukami x reader #diabolik lovers imagine #diabolik lovers headcanon #may have to edit later it's 1am rn

[mythicalmyles]

Hiya Myles, its blood anon. Since you're now doing anime recs, can you do Shu Sakamaki with a skeptical reader who doesn't believe in vampires? With blood mentions, and dub-con?

Just a small lil thought but what if they were bfs and MC doesn't believe half the things Shu says about being a vampire since hes a very lazy person and he thinks his bf is making it up.

Also, Congrats on 500 followers (๑˃̵　ᴗ　˂̵)و I hope to see more awesome writes from you in the future

Thank you so much i hope you enjoy this<3333

“Your blood smells really good.” Shu muttered as his lips ran across the back of (Names) neck, (Names) body shuddering as his breath hit the back of his neck. (Name) just let out a chuckle and rolled his eyes, Shu’s hands running up and down his stomach as he sat in Shu’s lap. (Namae) hadn’t been dating Shu long, despite how perverted he was this was the farthest they had gone. Shu had pretty much dragged him into his room and onto his lap, (Name) barley had had a moment to think before Shu’s lips were ghosting his neck.

(Name) let out a gasp when Shu’s fingers started circling his nipples through his shirt, his cheeks were flaming red as he tried his best to hold in his moans. “Sh-Shu stop.” (Name) groaned feeling his pants tighten. “But why? You clearly like it.” Shu teased as his hand began cupping and rubbing (Names) cock. “I mea-mean it Shu!” He choked out through his moans.

“I’ll prove what i am.” Shu muttered and before (Name) could question him, he’d sank his teeth into the junction between his neck and shoulder. (Names) mouth dropped open and his eyes widened as Shu’s fangs sank into him. His body relaxed as Shu began drinking from him, moans pouring from his mouth as he slumped in Shu’s lap.

Once Shu had taken enough to leave him drowsy and sluggish he pulled back, fox like grin coating his cheeks as his eyes gleamed. Shu didn’t know how they’d gotten this far without him bending the smaller over and taking him already, he’d held himself back long enough. “Shu.” (Name) sluggishly groaned, trying to turn his head to see him. (Name) felt fear as he gazed at Shu who had a wild look on his face, fangs dripping with (Names) blood before he licked it all up including the blood dripping from his lips. Shu’s hand wrapped around his neck as his other hand went to pull down his pants and boxers. Shu practically tore the fabric, hand moving to shove fingers in (Names) mouth.

Shu chuckled as he fucked his fingers into (Names) mouth, fingers playing with his throat. Shu looked at (Name) in the mirror just across from them, eating up every expression that fell on (Names) face. Gags and moans flew from (Names) mouth as it was used, Shu’s hands keeping him pinned in place. Not that he could do anything with his swirling mind, head static due to blood loss. All (Name) could do was submit as his boyfriend took him, Shu had such a grip on him (Name) knew he wouldn’t have a chance even if his head wasn’t swirling.

Shu pulled his fingers out and (Name) gasped in air as Shu’s fingers moved to his ass, sliding two digits into his hole. A choked yelp flew out of (Names) mouth, body jumping at the intrusion. “Shu i mean it!” He cried as Shu scissored his fingers, long fingers hitting deep inside of him.

Shu relished in the way his little boyfriend melted into him, the sweet moans he made spurred Shu on. Drool began dripping out of (Names) mouth, saliva running down his neck as he threw his head back into Shu’s chest. His hands desperately gripped into Shu’s sleeves, twisting the fabric as pleasure short circuited his brain.

Shu didn’t spend long opening him up before he withdrew his fingers and freed his cock. (Name) whimpered as it popped up between his legs, shivering at the side. He sluggishly shook his head. “Shu. No.” He groaned, Shu’s cock intimidating him. “Youll love it. Youll be begging for more soon.” ( Name) couldnt fight back as Shu positioned him above his cock, slowly sliding into him. (Names) mouth dropped in a silent scream as Shu slowly sunk him on his cock, his body shook when their hips finally met. Gravity dropping him as far as he could, Shu moved his shaking legs so they were spread. (Name) sobbed when Shu lifted him, the feeling of Shu’s cock stretching him more then anything had before was intoxicating.

“See?” Shu teased when (Name) began to moan as he was bounced on Shu’s cock. Moans flew from (Names) throat and it was like music to Shu’s ears, he choked when Shu would slam him down particularly hard. “You love it don’t you?” Shu hit his prostate with every bounce, drawing whines from (Name). “Yes, fuck. More. Please.” (Name) cried, Shu couldn’t help himself as he bit down on (Names) neck, hard enough to leave an obvious mark. (Name) came hard as Shu’s fangs entered him, painting his stomach and legs.

Shu didn’t slow down as his own high approached, his own orgasm fast approaching. (Name) whimpered and whine as his prostate was abused, Shu still stiking on every thrust. Oxygen had left (Names) lungs as Shu bounced him at an inhuman strength, vision whiting out with each slam.

He clenched hard on his second orgasm, scream tearing from his lips as he came hard. Shu slammed deep, cum flooding inside (Name). Shu lapped at his neck and occasionally sucked and kissed at his flesh. “My pretty little human.” Shu chuckled as (Name) passed out in his hold.

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Can we pls get Shuu/Broken female reader?

Bubble: Sure, sure! Been wanting to write this for a while anyway! Thanks for the request anon! Also, you didn't specify how many words, so I just went with the flow. :))

Shu Sakamaki/Broken Reader

Warnings: TW angst, torture, blood.

"For once, I actually miss hearing that voice of yours," Shu spoke softly, his normally apathetic blue eyes filled with concern as he looked down from where you sat on the dungeon floor, your bruised wrists chained to the wall. Your gaze was lifeless, it brought Shu overwhelming fear like he hadn't felt in years. He could normally hear your heartbeat from a few feet away, but now, it was so quiet and slow that he had to strain his superhuman hearing just to hear a few beats.

With uncharacteristic grace, he got on his knees in front of you, brushing your mangled hair out of your face and looking into your now lifeless eyes. They used to be filled with such wonder, curiosity, and life.

He missed it...

"Talk to me, please." He almost pleaded, his voice breaking near the end. "I didn't want this, I didn't want you to be almost..." He couldn't bear himself to say the words. You were dead. That beautiful light and fire you had within you snuffed out like a candle blown out in his harsh winds. All those days he left you down here, bleeding out from knife wounds he had given you as punishments, starving and cold had finally killed you.

Tenderly, he gave you a peck on the lips, hoping he could see that gorgeous smile grace your face and curl your lips once again, that fire he had taken for granted reignite in your eyes. He wanted to hear your voice tell him you loved him, scold him for sleeping too much, or ask him to play the violin for you again.

Your gaze stayed blank, unchanging. You didn't show any sign you even felt the kiss. He could barely even sense your breathing change. Shu's heart sank, his last hopes gone. Yet another important person in his life had left him, and this time it was truly his fault. His poor queen had been broken. Even worse, it was by the one who loved her more than anything else in the entire world. "I... I'm so sorry." He mumbled, brushing his thumb against your bloody and grimy cheek, feeling your soft skin touch his one more time. "I'm so, so sorry..."

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A sequel to my other work, 'The Perfect Wife'. Please read that one first, lest you be confused reading this by itself. Part of a series I wrote for a wonderful anonymous commissioner. Contact me at [email protected] if you're interested in commissioning me. Or DM me. Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, this work gets quite dark. (Y/N) finds herself at a loss when she realises she's pregnant with her captor's baby. Shu struggles with emotions.

MDNI, DARK CONTENT AHEAD. (NON-CON, IMPREGNATION, PREGNANT SEX, BLOOD KINK, ABUSIVE THEMES, YANDERE.)

Chirping crickets, for many, were a soothing sound. This was not the case for a certain blue-eyed vampire who, as he laid in bed, believed that the most soothing sounds were the ones that escaped his wife’s lips. Her tiny snores, her sighs, her moans, her whimpers, her screams...they all filled him with such ecstasy that something as mundane as birds, crickets nor even his beloved orchestral music would ever sound remotely enjoyable to his ears again. Her warmth was also something he found himself drawn to. He was a being of frigid frost; his veins icy and skin deathly cold. Warmth was a rarity to experience and he embraced her mortality for his own pleasure and comfort, basking in the knowledge this woman was now his wife.

Shu Sakamaki was used to sleeping alone, used to being alone; his entire existence he’d been a solitary creature devoid of love or affection. Not anymore. Now, he had someone to take care of him as a dutiful wife should - even if it took more time, effort and punishments to get her to that point.

Before (Y/N), he found the noise of a beating heart irritating. At that moment, however, Shu listened to the steady rhythm with increased fascination, holding her to him to feel her body heat on his glacial skin. This felt...nice. Significantly more so than he’d assumed it would feel to sleep beside someone as lively and soft as she was. Pride filled his chest as his deep azures glanced over the marks and bruises covering her skin like a painted canvas of which he was the masterful artist; these cuts and wounds proved to all eyes that she was his wife.

Beautifully and completely his. Even if she wasn’t perfect yet, she would grow into the role; she had no other choice but she certainly captured the air of perfection and domestic rapture when she slept. No woman, especially no mortal, could compare to his choice of woman. She was going to take care of him, his desires and needs and in turn, he, too, would care for her; and in that way, Shu was determined to achieve the family he never had, proper and loving.

Thoughts traversed to the night before, the punishment. He had to bite back the pleasured groan brought by the fresh memories, his sadistic heart relishing in what occurred. Of course, it would’ve been preferable that she behaved and thus would’ve never experienced such a harsh punishment, but he learnt long ago not to cry over spilt milk. What was done was done; (Y/N) made her decision when she resolved to leave him and had to face the consequences of her actions, though he couldn’t deny that he enjoyed the look of pure torment on her sweet face forever etched into his mind. She looked celestial when she wept for his forgiveness. Shu was hopeful that she would learn from this experience and learn to do better by him in the future - this marriage was significant to him and it ought to mean everything to her, too. If he had it his way - and he would - she’ll become the pristine image of a devoted wife, willing and pliant for his every desire. The mere notion was enough to make his grasp on her tighten, his eyes closing and throat swallowing dryly to ease his oncoming arousal. He didn’t care if she was unwilling now, because he knew she would eventually succumb to her womanly vices and lust after him; it was in a woman’s inferior nature to fall easily, but he couldn’t help thinking he might miss her pleas against being forcibly fucked by him, those turned him on more than he cared to admit.

Unfortunately, Shu acknowledged that one measly punishment would not be enough to break her spirits down enough; a frustrating sentiment, but one that he wasn’t stupid enough to ignore. He loathed having to place effort and waste time in most matters, but he supposed this wasn’t ‘wasting’ time when it was crucial and he derived some enjoyment out of it. Still, the sooner she fully submitted to him the better for them both.

Abruptly, his thoughts were interrupted by the change in her heartbeat’s pace, a huff of annoyance leaving him at the realisation she was awake, her body instinctively swaying away from his. His embrace tightened, much to her chagrin, and the way her body tensed filled him with discontented pride - on one hand, she was trying to shimmy from his grasp, but on the other, he eased in the knowledge that she was afraid of him, of what he could do to her if he wanted to. Last night revealed merely a silther of his strength - Shu knew that the previous night’s events were bound to affect her by dosing her in apprehension. Wives should respect their husbands, and the only kind of respect Shu acknowledged was bred through trembling fear. Perhaps now she’ll understand he is not a force to reckon with. Maybe she won’t try to do something as troublesome as escape again.

Whilst her punishment lessened his rage regarding her wrongdoings, the subtle pit of wrath remained and feasted on the panicked look upon her (s/c) face when her eyes met his. “I-” she stuttered out, her voice hoarse from all the screaming mere hours ago, “I need to go to the bathroom.” Shu groaned, dissatisfied. “No.” “Please,” she swallowed, staring up at him with wide, nervous eyes. “I need to. I...I won’t be long, just...need to go.” He pauses, sighing with a roll of his eyes, pressing her nude frame closer to his own; she shuddered against him, fighting the urge to push him away. She was smart enough not to, and so he gave her kudos for that - the punishment did her well. Satisfaction swelled in him as he felt her shivering, heart beating in a gradual frenzy with every second spent in his arms. She’d learn to enjoy his embrace, someday, but he didn’t care whether she liked it now. He noted her legs were crossed, a pained expression etched on her face whenever her pelvis shifted; assumingly her body burnt with aching flames, her injuries setting. “Fine,” he eventually granted, “You can go.” The soft sigh of relief was hard to ignore as she pulled away from him - the covers unfurling to reveal her battered body in its beaten excellency; Shu smirked. Her body belonged to him. “Not so fast.” He declared just as she was about to rush out of their shared bed towards the ensuite bathroom - her spine tensed, she dared not meet his eyes nor speak, waiting instead for him to continue and - assumingly - holding back the urge to run. “Come here.”

Shu believed there was no point in wasting words; he said only what needed to be said, and nothing more. His thoughts were his own, he felt no need to share them unprompted. With extreme hesitation, his wife made her way across the bed to his side at a snail’s pace. Seeing his grimace, (Y/N) gulped taking bolder steps until she reached him, thighs clenched together, covered in his dried blood-stained semen. His eyes bore into hers with a burning intensity before a smirk graced his lips and he brought her wrist to his mouth, kissing the tender flesh, pleased with how her body jumped at his every movement. She would love him eventually, but for now fear was just as great of a motivator for her to behave.

With unusual mellowness, his fangs pierced her the skin, drawing blood his tongue then collected like the sweetest nectar, her whimpers a graceful melody. When he was satisfied he pulled away, getting out of bed. “Let’s go.” “What?” she breathed out, taking a small step back. “I can...I can go alone, I won’t be too long.” Shu ignored her pitiful attempts at repelling him from joining her, grabbing her arm he dragged her toward the bathroom, “You really a troublesome woman.” Reluctance plagued her steps, the idea of cleaning herself up was likely still appealing to her given her slovenly state but if her hesitation revealed anything, the thought was just a little less tempting now that he decided to accompany her.

She was fortunate that waking up beside her warmth placed him in such an agreeable mood - in the future, he’d allow her to walk to the bathroom at her own leisure, however, he couldn’t yet trust her to be by herself even if she was only metres away. Besides, he liked taunting her. And so, Shu leaned against the bathroom doorway, his earphones in as he listened to his music on low volume whilst watching her clean the blood and cum off her tainted skin. Her discomfort was evident, afraid of doing anything that might upset him lest it bring her more pain, the punishment still fresh in her scarred mind. He didn’t move a muscle to try and assist her as she wiped herself of filth, choosing instead to simply observe. Shu admired her naked body in the harsh bathroom light; the curve of her hips, the skin of her thighs, scratched and cut, the bruises around her neck from the choking and chain he kept around her neck for the days she spent alone in the dungeon. His wife was a masterpiece - one meant only for him like a secret symphony, to be played and altered however he so pleased.

She likely realised by now that she would never get away from him. Until she learnt her place definitively he wouldn’t even allow her stolen moments of solitude.

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Routines, like most things, were seen as boring by the Sakamaki heir - but now he found himself somewhat thankful for them. Two weeks passed since the consummation of his marriage and in that time (Y/N) settled into somewhat of a habit. She spent her days lounging around his room with him when he was there, reading or doing whatever it was she desired (provided she did not try to leave his bedroom he didn’t care what she asked him to bring her or what interests she cared to take up) when he was absent. Every day, the servants would bring her meals upon a silver platter; anything she could possibly crave, she was given - promptly, in silence, social contact limited so that the only one she was able to speak to was her husband. Thrice a day like clockwork her meals were delivered.

The lack of socialising and captivity within Shu’s room mellowed the miserable woman as the days dragged on in dullness and despair. None of which Shu worried about, the only thing he minded was that she obeyed; and, much to his pleasure, she’d done well. There were a few problematic slip-ups followed by minor punishments, he saw it as his job as her husband to correct her behaviour. She hadn’t tried to leave again, the most she’d done was regain some valour to stand against him when he tried to be intimate; a few times where she tried to shove him away or struggled a little bit too intensely, or one time during the first week when she locked herself in the bathroom and refused to come out under any circumstance. At worst, it was a nuisance to deal with but he could at least say he hadn’t felt that exact simmering rage since the night she foolishly tried to run.

Her punishments were primarily psychological than they were physical - though the fact she still required occasional violence was a given; he couldn’t let her forget that he could murder her like he could kill an ant; a single tug of his hand and she could be dead and gone - notwithstanding, he didn’t want to beat his wife bruised and bloody too often. He did love her, after all, and chose her for a reason; everything he did was for the good of their future. Patience was something Shu possessed, albeit reluctantly.

When she spoke out of line he withheld her meals, let her starve and feel excruciating thirst until she’d heartfully apologise, preferably on her knees in front of him, after which he’d push her to use that spiteful mouth of hers to gratify him, which inherently always turned into his fingers pulling her (h/c) tresses as he fucked her face, shoving his cock down her throat mercilessly, forcing her to swallow every last drop of his cum, punishing her further if she failed. Alternatively, he would leave her alone for hours - sometimes days - at a time if she did something to especially incite his wrath. She’d be locked in her old room with no way out, not even able to set her sights upon the servants who’d come to ensure she wouldn’t starve. Under times of (Y/N)’s punishments, they opened the door only enough to slide the food tray in and lock it again as quickly as they could. His goal was simple; to make her see that she should devote herself to him, to their marriage, future and, eventually, to their children. That he was the only person she could confide in, seek out.

She existed for him; that, to him, was her only purpose in life. It was his right as her husband, as her owner and superior to take her body whenever he wanted it, to fuck her and hurt her if he wished it and it was her duty as his wife, his belonging and his pet to take it all with gratitude. She was chosen by him to have a position worthy of envy, her marriage to him excelled her into high vampiric society if only in name, as the day he’d allow anyone too close to his wife would be a cold day in hell. Nevertheless, Shu was willing to surround (Y/N) with luxuries he cared little for; she could have any materialistic thing she wanted provided she accepted him for all he was, every flaw and malignant bone in him. And his efforts appeared to be working; she was more yielding, these days. Spoke less unless spoken to, cowered in his presence and bit back sharp remarks he knew were bubbling in her chest. She craved his presence more, letting herself be held at night without incident, though her stiffness never lessened.

Her subservience was appreciated, but he knew it still did not stem from a place he wanted it to - fear was a powerful motivator and he stood by his belief that wives ought to fear their husbands, but more than that he desired her love; the one thing (Y/N) refused to give. Shu understood that perhaps it was too early in their marriage for the fear to turn to love but the longer it took the worse his frustration became. She was supposed to love him. And she would, he had no doubt about that, there’d come a day when she would no longer be able to imagine her life without him, wouldn’t be able to breathe without him beside her. But that time had not yet arrived, and it was a slow-paced venture; she was developing a fondness for him but it wasn’t enough. None of it was enough for him, he needed more from her. Always more.

After a life devoid of love hadn’t he deserved to be cherished by his wife? Worshipped like his mother did his father, in her own way? For Karlheinz, Beatrix endured the sufferings Cordelia tormented her with; if his mother had been able to survive the worst for her marriage, so could his own wife do the same for him. (Y/N) was doing well, but in life few things went the way he wanted. He’d left (Y/N) in their bedroom, attending to some “important” matters imposed upon him by his father that he couldn’t shift onto Reiji for once. He was eager to return to his wife, parched for a drop of her blood but was greeted by a distasteful sight upon arrival.

He never paid much mind to the servants that brought his wife’s meals - they were worker ants with a singular purpose. Now he wished he had considered them more thoroughly. With his arms tensely crossed he stood by the bedroom door, dull blue eyes lethally glaring into the back of a male servant who dared pay his wife too much attention. It took far too long for her to notice his presence, irking him to no end; she was his wife, she was meant to notice his entrances from far away, her attention was supposed to be on him and him alone at all times; so to see her smiling at another man, especially such a weak and pathetic excuse for a creature felt like a horrid insult. Slighted, Shu waited for the wretched man to turn around, his usually apathetic face barring a stone-cold expression of contempt that immediately shook the human servant to his very core, instantly regretting gazing upon his superior’s wife, even if it had been a genuinely friendly act with no nefarious intent, the fact the eldest son kept his wife in the custody of his room should’ve been enough to warn the servants never to anger him. This pathetic ant did, and Shu found it terribly bothersome; pent-up fury seethed, every single thing he’d ever lost in his life flashing before his eyes, a painful ache in his chest at the notion of ever losing (Y/N) to some worthless waste of space. She was the one thing he would never release from his grasp - nothing would take her away from him, dangerous jealousy clawing at his psyche as his gaze pierced the man dead, who gulped, bowing his head in ashamed trepidation. “You seem to be enjoying yourselves.” “Lord Sakamaki, I-” Before the servant could finish his sentence the breath was knocked from his lungs, back thrown against the wall. Shu stood over him, apathetic. (Y/N)’s alarmed shriek ricocheted off the walls, begging Shu to stop, that it wasn’t the servant’s fault, that she was to blame - yet the words died on her tongue, the fear of another punishment kept her from truly defending the servant’s innocence, loathing her husband’s brutality but being too afraid to challenge him. Shu was terrifying when he truly wanted to be - she’d learnt that the hard way. Her need for survival overcame her desire to help the unfortunate man, fearful of her own fate should she try a further transgression. So she stood there and hopelessly urged him to stop, words drowned out by his violence. Time moved too fast and too sluggish; she was crumbling, losing her sanity. “You are such a shameless whore,” Shu growled out, his eyes drifting from the coward in the corner of the room to her emerald hues, filled with possessive spite. She flinched. “Shu-” “Don’t.” She gulped, eyes wide as she leaned against the wall at the other side of the room, shaking inconsolably. All she did was smile at a servant boy - they didn’t even speak. Regardless, it was enough to fuel the flames of hell in Shu’s chest. The truth, one (Y/N) would never be privy to, was that he was terrified of losing her. He felt like he’d emotionally crumble if something happened to her; not death or circumstance and especially not a weak human coward would steal her from his clutch. Their wedding vows sealed her destiny. He just needed to teach her a lesson, again.

Shu pulled out a knife from the bedside table, turning to the servant who pleaded for his life, begging falling on silent ears. “This is your fault, (Y/N),” He rarely ever used her name, “Everything that’s about to happen to him wouldn’t be happening if you weren’t so hungry for another man.” She shook her head, crying. “No, please I-” she choked, her heart pounding bitterly. She was the reason this man was going to die. Worthless apologies left her lips, ignored. ‘Sorry’ couldn’t undo the ache in his chest. She needed to feel as hurt as he was.

Shu was a patient man - if nothing else, he was more patient than his brothers. But that patience was limited, and when it came to something like this - something he saw as a betrayal - that patience crumbled into vengeance. Underneath layers of apathy, he was furious. This anger was rarely exhibited before he found (Y/N), even when violence was needed of him; but now he had something to fight for, to cling to - she was the catalyst that set his emotions in motion. It felt good to feel again - but it was in equal parts a curse for both himself and for (Y/N). He wanted this to disturb, wanted this to scar her, to be a constant reminder of what he’ll do if she misbehaves - if she disappoints him. His mother was faithful to Karlheinz, but he wasn’t so illusioned to believe all women made faithful wives. Cordelia proved to everyone that women could be temptress sluts, and he’d never allow (Y/N) to transform into that. That meant keeping her here, away from provocations. Away from other men. Women were irrational creatures.

He’d keep her until he grew bored of her, though given the intensity of feelings she sparked in him, he doubted that would ever happen.

Screams flooded the room as the scent of blood filled (Y/N)’s nostrils, for once - not her own. The smell of the servant’s blood did nothing to appease Shu, who scrunched his nose in mild disgust. Even his blood was rotten. (Y/N) dared not intervene, closing her eyes. “Look.” Shu’s tone was absolute. The blade dug into the man’s face, a sickening squelch heard as Shu cut his eyes out of his head, the mortal man unable to fight back due to his weaker constitution. Shu’s expression was lifeless as he tormented the man without a shred of guilt. He felt entirely justified; the man got too brazen with his wife, and Shu wasn’t willing to share.

In sickness or in health,

It wasn’t as slow a death as Shu would’ve liked to give him, but (Y/N) couldn’t be left unpunished for this slight, either. And so he scooped out the man’s eyes, the bloody mess dripping on the floor and coating Shu’s face and shirt, the human servant writhing on the ground, choking on his own plasma. Shu grinned at the sight. He deserved this. With a final slash, the man fell limp, gargling before silence filled the bedroom, the man, once alive, now merely an eyeless corpse with a slit throat. With a cling the knife fell to the floor as Shu stood back up from his handiwork, bloodied and stained. (Y/N) shivered in the corner, horrified. Until now, her ‘wedding night punishment’ aside, he’d been lenient with her, he never had a reason to force her to witness just how cruel he could be. That was his mistake; she required this vital reinforcement.

Dread ran down her spine as he slowly turned around, the moonlight illuminating his figure, the overwhelming scent of murder and the gore covering her husband almost made her vomit.

He wondered what she was thinking - perhaps that he truly was a monster. Or, maybe she was acknowledging her blame in all this. Preferably, it was the latter. In the end, though, her thoughts were meaningless. Either way, he was the only person who’d matter in her life.

His slender fingers unfastened his shirt with ease, staring dead into her eyes. “Undress.” “What?” She croaked, trying not to gag, troubled by what she was forced to observe. The look he gave her let her know there’d be no repetition. With trembling hands, she undressed, swallowing shallowly to keep herself from panicking. Everything about this situation was so fucked up and never in her wildest nightmares did (Y/N) think this is what her life would come to. Married to a monstrous man who valued no life. But she relied on him and him alone, and as much as hatred swirled within her (e/c) eyes as did the slow descent of her sanity, the way she’d cling to him proved that she was apprehending there was no life outside of him. Not anymore.

For better or for worse.

She snivelled, her dress falling to the ground. Humiliated, disgusted but unable to refuse him, she resigned. She aspired to fight but her instincts refuted any thoughts of aggression from her mind; one wrong word, one wrong move and he could so simply discard her life. “Since you’re such a filthy, worthless whore,” He spat, his midnight blue hues dark and uncanny as he watched her, posture towering over her, “I need to remind you that you’re my whore.” Shaky fingers undid the bra around her chest, freeing her breasts as she quivered over to him, preparing herself for the carnage that would befall her, knowing this would be another painful night. His degradation made her flinch. She had to swallow the venomous words of defence building in her lungs. Shu despised it when she tried to stand up for herself, once he convinced himself of something it was final. His silence was so much worse than when he raised his voice, it spoke a thousand words. “Get down. On your knees.” She did, reluctantly, kneeling before her husband, quivering. His shirt loosely hung from his torso as he unbuckled his trousers, releasing his softened cock. “Suck.” (Y/N) stared up at him with a look that begged for mercy - mercy that was non-existent in him. With tears welling in her eyes, (Y/N)’s lips wrapped around Shu’s thick cock, the salty flavour, now a familiar taste, coating her lips with his precum. Her eyes were trained on him, terrified that her eyes would fall upon the corpse in the room if she looked anywhere else, much to Shu’s contentment. He finally had the attention from his wife he desired; all he had to do was kill a worthless waste of space to achieve it. Once he was satisfied, his cum dripping from her chin, he roughly pulled her up by the hair, turning her head to see the corpse. “He wouldn’t be dead if it wasn’t for you,” he admonished darkly, his whispers filling her mind with remorse, shoving her naked form onto her hands and knees, arms in the warm puddle of metallic blood. She gagged and wept quietly, shaking her head and closing her eyes hoping she’d wake from this unending torture.

He wondered how far her sanity was from shattering.

Shu leaned down and grabbed ahold of her throat, squatting beside her, lifting her head up to give him better accessed to her neck, now bruised and cut from weeks of his relentless abuse. She was the most beautiful wreck. His fangs dug deep into her skin, blood pouring from the punctures in her neck, feeding him. He swallowed her essence, devouring her as retribution for her transgression. “We’re only getting started, you useless, dirty slut.” he muttered, crimson dripping from his lips as he thrust inside her unprepared cunt, uncaring whether it hurt.

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Ferocity surged through Shu’s bones as he stormed across Sakamaki Manor, his face betraying none of the feverish emotions dwelling beneath the surface. He was infuriated. Ravenous; not out of genuine starvation but, rather, out of bitterness. He never handled emotions well; he rammed them down, bottled them in the mundane dullness of his existence and deep-rooted depression.

But (Y/N) changed him.

She did something, created a hole in that metaphorical bottle of feelings, and ever since they’ve seeped through him. It frustrated him because it was something he could no longer control.

Reiji’s criticisms were numerous and mostly disregarded by Shu. What his brother thought of him was inconsequential; but ever since his marriage, his father’s been on his ass far more than Shu would like; meddling in Shu’s life. He held no care for his future ‘responsibilities’, only thankful for his status as Karlheinz’s heir for a sole reason - his marriage to (Y/N). Everything else, to Shu, was undividedly insignificant.

His selfishness wasn’t as outward as, say, Ayato’s; it was tucked beneath disinterest, but he loathed the idea of allowing any strangers to gaze upon his wife’s visage; his father was demanding for them to attend a soiree a few weeks from now, much to Shu’s dismay. These past few days he’s allowed (Y/N) around the manor, barely, but he figured she’d have to eventually (much to his own caution). He noticed she was getting too cosy with the arrangement, another reason for his boiling blood. The final strike was when he saw her speaking to Subaru. His youngest half-brother never seemed like a threat, what with all his steadfast aggression; yet (Y/N) seemed to run into the silver-haired vampire too regularly for Shu’s liking. He wouldn’t allow for anything to occur; he’d be no fool as his father was.

Slamming the door to their shared bedroom, (Y/N) gasped at the sudden intrusion, eyes staring up at Shu. “Is...is something wrong?” Shu didn’t speak, glaring as he watched panicked paranoia fill her until she was overbrimming with frightening thoughts. As she fucking should. She’d been more restless around him, as of late; she was avoiding him - which, in his warped mind, was the highest taboo she could commit. She had no authority over herself; he decided everything for her as it should be. If Shu had a healthier mind perhaps he would’ve acknowledged the fact this wrath he felt should not be targeted to her but at his father, but he was not of a sound mind. Everything twisted to be her fault.

He needed to dispel this pent up stress the only way he knew how; through stringent sex. And she would be his victim, as she was almost every night. Flinching, she stood from her seat, attempting to stay brave. “Shu.” Her shattered softness had no effect on him, not tonight; not after a conversation with Karlheinz where he had to bite back all the horrid things he wished to utter because his father could rid of him in an instant should the wrong thing be said. Nevertheless, all those insults and all those centuries’ worth of hatred for the man who gave him life had to go somewhere, and (Y/N) was the unfortunate victim of circumstance.

Women were made to please men. She was made to please him, and sure as hell she’d put her pathetic inferior body to good use by making him feel sated, after which he’d keep her in his room all over again, refusing to let her out of his sight. The concept of showing her off to snobby vampire nobles infused him with fiery rage, she was made for him, to be seen and touched only by him. The only way he would attend that boring ball with her would be with her neck adorned with his passionate bruises and a collar with his name, screaming to the world that she belonged to him.

Revulsion pervaded at the notion of anyone else watching her with lustful eyes. That was a role reserved for him; the one and only man able to fuck her body as he willed it.

Shu was scarcely gentle, but nights like these - when something truly irritated him - when he was insatiable with his violence, he threw her around like a worthless rag doll for his entertainment, he hit and slammed and bit her until her bones cracked and (s/c) skin turned purple. In his state of paranoid hostility, he failed to understand the reason behind the agitation on her face, the way she took two small steps back. This wasn’t her typical fear of him for she’d started to become accustomed to the abuse; there was no running from it, only minimising it. The flame inside her that died revieved. She wasn’t going to let him harm her tonight. . Because it wasn’t just her he’d be hurting.

With broad steps he made his way over to her, planning on grabbing her face and forcibly kissing her when she ducked and moved out of his grasp, squeezing herself against the wall as though praying to morph into the wallpaper and phase through the wall into safety. “(Y/N). What have I told you? You belong to me. Every part of you is mine to do with as I fucking please. You don’t get to evade me, leave me, or even breathe unless I give you permission to, you worthless fucking failure of a wife,” his voice elevated, the wrath poisoning her blood as she tried to keep steady, determined not to let him touch her. “N-no!” She hissed, eyes glassy, “No, Shu. Not now. Not like this, I’m...I can’t!” Saying no to him after the trauma he inflicted upon her took all the strength she could muster - maybe at that moment, it occurred to her how much of herself she’d lost since meeting Shu. “No?” He laughed, but the sound was anything but comforting; it was a sinister laugh, “and I thought you were doing good.” She whimpered but kept her ground, heart beating in her chest, “I said no.” she repeated, fear increasing by the second. “Well that’s too bad, slut,” He grimly muttered, “Because that’s never been your decision to make.”

He was done with these games. His patience disappeared into nothingness as he stormed over, ready to beat her into submission if he fucking had to, he rose his hand against her, ready to strike her until she was bloodied and begging for his forgiveness only to freeze mid-air as she screeched and lowered her head, messy strands of (h/c) hair concealing her face and arms resting protectively over her abdomen.

With battered breath, she braced herself for a hit that never came, tears freely flowing down her face as she sobbed unabashedly.

Prolonged moments passed them by, neither sure what to do or say. She trembled in front of him, still clenching at her stomach, terrified of the potential of her baby getting injured by his blows. Shu wasn’t sure how to react. His arm didn’t move, stuck held in position until he pulled it back down, relieved, for once, that he hadn’t hit her. And then he smiled - this time it was a genuine smile - soon replaced by a smirk and then furrowed eyebrows. He was going to be a father. He was going to be a father. The words rang through his ears like a bell, drowning out his anger and the frustration he held for his father, Reiji and her seeming closeness to Subaru. That anger was instead replaced with a recognition she thought he would harm his own child. “You’re pregnant.” It was a statement. She shamefully nodded, head down. “Look at me.” She didn’t. Shu sighed and grabbed her chin, forcing her head up to stare into his eyes, coloured with a myriad of feelings all mixing and conflicting, “I said look at me.” She was shaking more than usual like a bunny about to be devoured by a fox. “Why didn’t you tell me?” Tears ran wildly down her cheeks. Shu was a volatile creature, one wrong word could so easily set him off; “I...wasn’t sure how you’d react.” His gaze fell onto her stomach. Her womb - which held his child. But the fact she thought he would let any harm befall their baby left a sour, enraged taste in his mouth. “You’re my wife.” He snapped, his grip on her chin bruising, “You’re supposed to keep no secrets from me.” “I know, I’m sorry-” “Show me.” “What?” His grip relaxed, hand falling to the side as he sat on the bed. “Prove you’re sorry.” He knew, now, that he couldn’t be as violent as he was; for the good of their unborn child. After all these weeks of trying to impregnate her, it finally came to pass. He wondered for a moment how long she’s been pregnant - and, bitterly, how long she’s known. Nevertheless, this was a moment to be celebrated; and he would, by fucking his wife until he was content, knowing that they now had a good reason to attend his father’s soiree. He still detested the idea of others staring at her, but that jealousy would be fed by the satisfaction of getting to announce her pregnancy to their world. The ultimate claim he could place upon her; she was bearing his child - if her body hadn’t belonged to him before, it did now. Everyone would know that she was irrefutably his - carrying his heir in her womb. That eased most of his anxieties in the midst of his abrupt euphoria.

(Y/N) hesitated, hands still clinging to her belly before easing, her hands undressing the clothing adorning her newly pregnant figure, shaken up. Her eyes didn’t meet his, and the reluctance in her movement was evident, but for once he ignored them; the bliss of fatherhood was calming his mind whilst causing a tempest all the same; the thought he’d do something to endanger his family burned and he was resolved to prove to her he could be compassionate. His eyes were stern yet held a glint of tenderness - a softness (Y/N) hadn’t seen in him yet. Despite finding her thinking he’d injure their baby offensive, he welcomed her eagerness to defend the life growing inside her - a profound instinct for a mother to have. A good mother would do what his mother couldn’t accomplish; what none of the mothers could succeed in; protecting one’s child. His family was a ruinous mess from the start, which was why he found solace in the prospect she already adored and nurtured the seed. It was comforting.

As she stripped in front of him he imagined her breasts swelling with breastmilk over the coming months, her body preparing itself for the tedious perils of vampiric motherhood. Her stomach would curve so perfectly as their infant developed and he couldn’t wait to feel the sensitive kicks when it was closer to her due date. He’d have to enquire about everything she knew concerning the pregnancy later, but for now, he wished to experience this fleeting moment to its fullest. He’d punish her in other ways for keeping this vital intel from him.

Knowing that fighting back wasn’t an option, (Y/N) surrendered to his will, with delicate steps she sauntered over to her husband, whose strong arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her into his lap as his lips pressed down on her ever-wounded neck, kissing the puncture scars of his previous assaults.

“Never keep something so important from me again.”

Her full obedience was delightful. The baby, he realised, was the perfect way of making her docile, willing. If it made her like this now, he was envisioning how she’d be after the birth; he would be a good father, he assured himself. He had to be. He wouldn’t be like Karlheinz - he would actually care about his offspring. She gasped as he left butterfly kisses down her neck, pulling her as close to his body as possible. He wanted to connect with her like he hadn’t before. His fangs bit into her neck leaving another bruised mark as he drank from her, eyes closed in his bliss. He was finally getting what he wanted, all the hard work and effort he put into claiming (Y/N) and forming the idyllic family would come true. Streaks of blood fell down her neck as he pulled away and licked over his lips, eyes half-lidded as she stared up at him in apprehensive fear, shuddering when he grabbed her hips, unaware of the cuts his grip painstakingly left on her flesh.

His cock was achingly erect, the pent-up tension made him desperate to seek out relief but the thought of his wife’s body warping into something entirely his own in every possible way set his loins aflame with passion. He needed to be inside her now and was going to fuck her until the sunrise until her legs were weak and she couldn’t stand. He was going to show his wife his happiness by lovemaking. The word - lovemaking - was one he previously mocked but now, being a married man and soon-to-be father, he understood the true connotations of the phrase. (Y/N) made him weak. But it was the kind of weakness he’d always craved, deep within himself. The kind of weakness he always wanted to experience. The weakness of family. Of love. He ignored how uncomfortable she seemed against his lap, how her eyes divulged she wanted to be anywhere but here. His hands slide down her body, groans coming from his lips as he breathed in her scent.

He’d worried that once she got pregnant she’d despise it, but to his relief, it was the opposite; she loved their child already - she wouldn’t have defended it so foolishly otherwise. Shu told himself he would be gentle and he would fulfil that promise to himself but that didn’t quell the frustration of her standing up to him. She was passive now, but punishment was still required. He was a good husband. He provided for her - she had no reason for acting out or for daring to think he’d harm their family. His hands travelled down to her stomach, still too flat for his liking but he rested in the comfort of knowing he’d get to fuck her with her pregnant belly to his satisfaction in only a handful of weeks. His cock twitched at the thought. She whimpered as his hands wrapped around her thighs and his nails embedded into her skin, “You’re a terrible wife,” He whispered to her, making her flinch, “Thinking I would ever lay my hand on you whilst pregnant.” (Y/N) looked like she was about to refute the claim, words forming on the tip of her tongue - you were about to - but before the syllables slipped past her teeth she bit her tongue. She knew better. He took her smaller hand in his and guided her towards his cock, wrapping the smaller palm around himself as he groaned, “You’re my wife.” he reminded for the nth time since their wedding night, never letting her forget, “You do what I tell you to,” He breathed out, making her please him, “You exist to satisfy me. To revere me.” The misogynistic jeers came naturally to him, “To take my cock like the good little slut you are. To give me children,” he rubbed her abdomen. “I won’t accept you questioning my authority.” He spread her thighs apart as her hand pumped his cock, pitifully attempting to hold back the tears welling in her lustrous eyes. How many tears had she wept since her kidnapping? In her mind; too many. In Shu’s mind; not nearly enough. He thrived knowing only he could turn her into this obedient mess of sobs. She was his woman; it was that simple and he had every right to do anything he wanted to her; be that praise or degrade her, hurt or love her; it was his choice to make. Lifting her hips as she pulled her hands back, Shu lowered her onto him, filling her cunt with his member, the tightness making it difficult to lower her body over himself completely. She cried harder, muttering in pain as her dry walls were penetrated by his impressive size; one would think her body would get used to the feeling, but every time he raped her she was in the same hell over again.

It did hurt less when she didn’t struggle against it. She cried as he moaned, loud and unabashed, completely bottomed out inside her but unmoving as he stared at her expectantly. “Go on,” she froze, tears blurring her vision, hands covering her stomach. “S-Shu-” “Ride me, you filthy, useless whore.” His tone was tranquil but dangerous, one hand on her hip loosely holding her to him and the other wrapping over her neck, “I told you to prove you were sorry.” With a defeated wail she stiffly rolled her hips to get accustomed to the feeling of his cock inside her, much too slow for Shu’s liking so he bucked his hips, making her jump and squeal out, a sharp ache shooting through her spine. “You mean nothing to me,” you mean everything to me, “So make yourself serviceable. Show me how you’re sorry.” (Y/N) moved her hips up before lowering herself onto his dick once, twice, thrice until she set a steady pace, walls clenching tortuously around him. Every movement was agony but in its own way it was a familiar type of torment; one she was becoming used to. The hand perilously hovering over her throat pulled back and traversed down to her stomach, stroking it with pride. She was going to fulfil her wifely duties by giving him an heir he so longed for; a child of his own.

He wouldn’t make the same mistakes his father made. This family he created for himself was better, superior and loving.

He made it apparent he was determined to do none of the work; pleasing him was her duty despite the humiliation present on her face as she was forced to fuck herself on his dick, stomach exposed as he grabbed at it, reminding her of the future that was to come. The future she could never escape now that there was a child involved. Any attempts at running away after the baby would mean she’d have to abandon the child, something that he would use against her if need be; after all, what sort of mother would abandon her child to a so-called ‘monster’ of a father? Despair flooded her, the sensation of his thick member hitting her cervix unignorable; agonising. Her body clenched around him, bringing him bliss as she held tightly onto him. “Faster,” He demanded, refusing to move a muscle. Mournfully, she increased her pace despite her aching thighs, her hands pressed against his chest to stabilise herself, her body producing slick to lubricate the painful intercourse and make it easier on her. Her breasts bounced in the dim light as the sound of skin-on-skin surrounded them, ensuring she couldn’t even dissociate to any mental happy place - he wanted her actively here, physically and emotionally until the concept of leaving him in any sense - dissociation included - was the furthest thing from her mind.

“Fuck,” he growled, scratching her naked hip with how tightly he held onto her, his other hand kneading her stomach uncomfortably, getting himself off on the notion of her pregnancy. This was everything he ever wanted and he was going to relish this; the thought of a warm family was one that made him feverish, sweat piling on his forehead as her cunt excitedly welcomed him inside. It still wasn’t fast enough so he grabbed onto her waist, “You’re such a waste of space you can’t even ride me properly,” he smirked, feeling her tighten at the cruel remark; she enjoyed his rough words, his degradation - and even if she didn’t, she would learn to. Shu already believed he knew her body better than she knew it.

With a dull expression on his face, Shu bounced her on his dick at speeds a mortal man could never hope to achieve until he engraved her pussy with his shape and she could never fantasise about being fucked by anyone else but him again, his possessive instincts exultant he managed to impregnate her.

All the things he never had he would gain through this marriage; this pregnancy. “You’re fucking mine,” he moaned out, his tip slamming into her cervix, surely bound to bruise it and make her ache for days on end, “Mine, mine-” another moan cut off his words, “Mine.” He watched her through lidded eyes, her hair dishevelled from his treatment and stomach nude, breasts not yet filled with milk but slightly swollen; the early signs of a pregnant woman; the female body at its prime, what it was made for. “You’re my personal slut,” she mewled as he slammed into her g-spot mercilessly, “To fuck just like this, to breed and use how I see fit.” Their fucking was humiliating, each time (Y/N) felt she couldn’t feel any lower he outdid himself by destroying her hopes even further. This baby inside her ruined the last trace of individuality she clung to aside from her role as Shu’s wife.

Her clit remained untouched, the cold air being her sole stimulation; whenever she tried to touch herself he shoved her hand away, retorting how as his wife and cumslut his cock alone should be enough to satisfy her. Her tears aroused him, bringing him to the edge, thrusting messily as their fluids mixed and dripped from her thighs, his cum filling her entirely, leaving no corner of her womb untainted. His pace didn’t decrease through his orgasm, and it was only a minute later that he started slowing down, pulling out of her despite his cock standing taller than ever, libido still going strong. Shu’s eyes stared at the cum falling from her cunt, white and thick as it fell to the bed, and the ground, staining them both. Grabbing her chin he smiled, parting her lips open before spitting in her mouth, “Swallow.” (Y/N) did, almost gagging, body spent and stirred. “Good woman,” his hands laid on her belly, “Our child needs this,” the statement widened her eyes in confusion, “I-” Before she could question it, he brought his wrist to his fangs and cut a slit of flesh soon stained crimson as blood poured from the wound. She gasped, breathless as he brought it to her face, “Drink.” “No, No I can’t, I can’t I-” “Drink.” (Y/N) choked at the odour, memories flashing back to the night he fucked her in front of the corpse of the poor servant boy, trauma arising. How much torment would this man make her go through? Closing her eyes she trembled, small, bruised hands wrapping around his larger arm and bringing his forearm to her lips, trying not to retch. She gave a kitten lick, the red staining her sensitive tongue, body seizing in an attempt to refute his order. Remembering that her child was at stake she persevered. She gave another lick, then another, until her mouth latched onto the cut, sucking out the crimson directly from the source, the taste embedding itself into her psyche. The furrow of her brows showed she wanted to be angry at him for forcing his blood down her throat but even she knew that he was right; the seed planted inside her wasn’t human. It required monstrous nutrients only her husband could provide, and the fear of what her child would grow to be like filled her mind.

Eventually, he pulled his arm away and kissed her, tongue devouring the leftover blood that dripped from both their mouths. “We’re not done yet,” with surprising softness, he pushed her down onto the ground, “You still need to show me how sorry you are,” He reminded, his cock erect and ready for more.

As she sat on the ground, cum dripping from her pussy, the last shred of resistance died in her eyes. There was no escape.

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Four moons passed them by, seasons slowly changing and with them, (Y/N)’s body. Her shape morphed into something exquisite, form taking on its role as a mother, housing Shu’s child within. In their shared bed the mother of his child laid with him, his arms securely wrapped around her, protective and hopeful.

Insomnia held Shu in its grasp, laying with his palms on her growing stomach, inhaling her scent. At the end of the day, she was his wife and he knew he could not deny to himself the love he felt for her. Partially, he was aware of his own cruelty, but he was too far gone to change. She was learning to love him day by day, though, so he couldn’t be too bad. Everything he wanted was in his embrace; his woman to keep his bed warm, to take care of his urges, to love him and a baby in her womb. As it should be.

The kick was hard to miss, putting his thoughts on pause. He pressed his hand deeper into her stomach, if his heart beat like hers it would be palpitating. There it was. The unmistakable sensation of his child making its presence known, its way of announcing its existence. Subtle, but he swore he felt it. This was all he strove to obtain. All that he ever told himself he needed to make him happy. And he was - he wanted to be.

So why, as his consciousness slipped away into slumber, did the worrying thought of “I don’t want this” threaten to echo in his mind? Worry permeated as he felt his eyelids falling heavy.

What if he was just like Karlheinz?

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[married-to-google-translater]

Since your requests are clopen (closed + open), how about Shuu and Kanato with psychologist S/O, who decides to try and help them with their issues?

Shu Sakamaki

This could be a bit tedious.

Shu is not the most active person when it comes to such matters.

( Or at the beginning in any matter at all. )

Maybe Shu could try.

If that's important to you.

Shu hasn't really thought that he has mental problems.

And when you start helping Shu it makes him realize things.

A lot to deal with.

And I mean a lot.

It should be done over a long period of time.

At first, Shu is more reluctant.

But talking makes it easier.

You should have known each other before you started helping him.

Shu wants to make sure he can trust you.

Kanato Sakamaki

Okay, well, at least you can say you tried.

Kanato would be every therapist's nightmare.

He really has a lot of trauma.

Besides the traumas, he has 0% interest in starting to talk about them with someone.

Kanato also always assumes the worst of everything.

Because of this, he thinks the psychologist/therapist hates them.

And this makes Kanato really angry.

So good luck with the business.

Maybe Kanato would be kinder if you were his partner.

But even then, he just wants to get your love and make you promise not to leave him.

Without the right desire to work on the things that bother him.

Oooooooooooooooh yeaaaaaaaaaah.

But this is the world of Diabolik lovers.

And if one girl without any knowledge of psychology can change Kanato, surely you can too.

But that can only take so much time.

Especially if you're trying to get Kanato to understand his problem.

And you don't just make him change for the joy of changing.

Kanato is a challenging person.

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[blueberrypancakesworld]

~ You are my Rose ~

Shu Sakamaki x (OC) Kianna Komori from @nunezs-stuff

warning : mentioning of eating disorder, blood, drinking blood, implied/mentioned character death, kiss

Summary : Kianna Komori has to find her way in a world plunged into darkness. Coping with the pain of the past, present and future in the knowledge that the only possibility for her salvation lurks in delusion in the form of the eldest of the six demons that haunted her.

Info : So it's finally done my wirst character x oc one-shot and eventho it was a little difficult writing it it was fun to explore her (Kianna) in this one. So I hope @nunezs-stuff likes it and you other too maybe explore her blog for more ocs :)

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The look that was once full of joy when she looked at the pictures of her sister was long gone. Her gaze went out of the window of the big house, one day she would burn it down, try to leave all this behind and come to her beloved sister.

Her eyes went from the full moon to the pink flip phone she saw in her gallery of photos, her sister reading her to sleep and other books. The two of them playing together, from dolls to self-made figures, and baking together, something she particularly missed.

Baking was at least something she could still do here when she was left alone...and that was something that was rather rare. But when the clicking sound of her cell phone went through her room and the screen went black, taking her grief with it for at least that night, she knew that in order not to lose her mind any more, she had to do just that.

You said it helps if you do something familiar, she thought of her sister's wise words then and perhaps now, but it was almost a joke that made her smile. A skinny girl with an eating disorder likes to bake - a bad joke that had come from Ayato or Laito all too often.

Something she was aware of but ignored, she was better than that and she would defend herself if it came to that. Slipping her pink hand into the barely visible pocket of her long, frilly dress in a light shade of pink, she picked up her favorite parasol. It must have looked a little strange for someone to walk through a house with an umbrella, but none of them were normal here. They were all lost.

Closing the door behind her, she made her way down the corridor and listened as carefully as she could in the hallway, but none of the six brothers seemed to make a sound. Shu wasn't snoring, Reiji wasn't experimenting, Ayato wasn't mumbling, Kanato wasn't screaming and Laito and Subaru weren't making a sound.

A place full of dangerous, bloodthirsty vampires should never be quiet, she knew that too. However, as she made her way through the forest, she knew that she was being watched.

She was always being watched by the six, her emotions a trigger for the vampires to feast on her. Feasting on her fear, her pain and trying to eradicate every last bit of happiness to feed on this hopelessness.

As she made her way along the corridors towards her destination, however, she felt the gaze upon her. They're here, she thought to herself, gripping the parasol tighter, not wanting to give them the satisfaction of fear. She could already see the kitchen ahead of her, but at the same moment the red-haired vampire with the green eyes emerged from the shadows.

,,If that's not a pretty bow, what are you up to?" he asked with a grin and she already seemed to know what he was getting at. If she wasn't being terrorized by the brothers then she was being used to do these things.

,,I'm baking Ayato and no, I'm not making takoyaki with you," she said sternly without showing any sign of anger on her face, but a twitch of a muscle would be enough for him to see and he could forget himself. They could all forget themselves.

She wanted to push past him with the help of the umbrella. She had seen how his grin had fallen and had not followed his order. ,,How dare you!" he interrupted and pulled her back towards him by her dress, trying to get her into his arms to drink from her. But the tearing of the fabric tore the dress, the dress her beloved sister had left her. Broken.

The pink ribbons fell down and no longer held. ,,Yui" her sister's name fell to the only person she wanted to see. Ayato paused, he knew the blonde had heard the name and tasted the blood. But in the next moment, her anger escaped the calm she had tried to maintain.

In a moment when she could have screamed, killed him, tried to kill everything and everyone, she held out her parasol and soaked the pretty white with his blood when suddenly a hand placed itself on Ayato's shoulder and pushed him backwards so violently that the eldest of the drillings was thrown against the wall. The cracking of the stone was clearly audible.

,,Ayato, be quieter... you have no right," muttered Shu, the only one of the others who almost always interfered, a detail she had also noticed. A detail that everyone had noticed. The eldest of the brothers seemed unable to detach himself from her.

An obsession, her as his property and something told Kianna that of all the evils he was the worst the worst evil which was her greatest and dearest help.

,,Miserable sleeper, then take her, but one day she will grow to my size," Ayato hissed, moving away from the wall and walking away from the two of them, but Ayato's words of warning let them both know that this was not over yet. ,,He needs to learn who you belong to," Shu murmured, his blue eyes shifting from the fallen bows to the brown-haired girl's bright, almost golden eyes.

He took one of the bows and twirled it between his fingers before handing it over and walking past her outside without a word. But his gaze, those engaging blue eyes, told her to follow him.

Taking up the remaining ribbons, she straightened her beloved kelid as best she could and put them on her cell phone before following the blond. ,,You didn't have to do that... but thank you," she reminded him, knowing that she might not have been able to kill Ayato, but she would have done anything to defend her sister, her only light in this hopeless world.

Following him out of the annexe, she found herself in the large rose garden, white and shiny roses growing in the dark light of the moon. ,,I didn't have to do it Kianna but they learn that you are mine and I thought you would have learned that too" he reminded her as if it was something they had both agreed to. Maybe we did, she thought, looking at Shu who had wrapped his hand around one of the roses, plucking the flower and holding it out to her.

,,Learn? Shu can you learn something like this it's in your nature this...madness" she said and took the rose anyway knowing that Yui had treasured it too knowing that no matter what happened he would do anything to keep it with him. Tucking the rose into her hair, she looked up at the moon, the bright yet sinister light she knew vampires actually liked but every light had light and every light was disturbing to vampires.

,,So you call it madness even though you know the truth," he replied, following her gaze before she suddenly opened her parasol and gave him an inviting look. She saw his semblance of a smile before he stood under her umbrella with her, knowing by this gesture what it meant.

Before he gave her an almost gentle rewarding kiss on the top of her head she didn't flinch as she usually did, allowing his touch for a moment before she latched onto him.

Enjoying the stillness that the night brought and the madness that seemed to slowly take over her seemed inviting all at once knowing that he was with her. That Shu would protect her, that he could at least give her love in her so damned life. If it meant being his Kianna knew that she would survive this pain too. She had done so all her life.

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[honoviadakai]

Diaboys at a Carne Asada with Hispanic S/O/Reader: Sakamaki edition

Shu

So you’d have to warn this lazy ass at least a week in advance so he can mentally, physically and spiritually prepare to be productive and social

He’ll go but don't expect him to hold back on the complaints on the way to the gathering

“I could be blissfully sleeping right now...but I’m coming to see your family with you...You owe me big time later...”

Generally he’s polite and will say Hi to everyone but he’s not loving how loud it generally is so he might just stick to you like glue

If anyone starts speaking in Spanish to him his brain freezes and you’re now his translator

He’ll pick up SOME Spanish by the end of the day but I stg its nothing useful, its mostly lewd stuff

Honestly not a fan of the music...at first. Let him kinda absorb the music and he’ll find a weird appreciation for it

Might be up for dancing if you ask nicely beg

Enjoys the food until he experiences your tias, mom and abuelita ganging up on him and insisting that he eat more

Best way to save him is to drag him onto the dance floor

Honestly he’s not gonna know what to do at first because the music is so new to him

Let him find his rhythm because when he done...honey he’s so good at Salsa dancing it should be illegal

He’s so smug about it too and will ABSOLUTELY try to make the dance as sensual as possible just to rile you up

He’ll socialize with the older males of your family like your dad and tios quite a lot because the talks are much quieter than the actual party area and honestly he kinda loves vibing with them

Absolutely hates the beer though, Cerveza is just not his cup of tea

Tbh not a fan of any of the alcoholic drinks tbh, they’re either too sweet for him or they taste too strongly of alcohol for his pallet

LOVES Jicama though

Can’t handle spicy food but low key really likes the flavor for some of the spicier dishes???

But don’t give him too much of the spicy dishes cuz he’s dying after one bite…yikes…

Wont play with your younger relatives if they ask him to tbh, he doesnt have the energy

He WILL, however, talk to them and tell them stories if they REALLY wanna hang out with him

Because of his low energy, your family has nicknamed him “El Güero Flojo” or “Huevon” by the end of the night

Honestly kinda liked the experience and he finds your family endearing

“Going again sounds annoyingly exhausting...but it could be fun...”

Reiji

Hooboi this boi is really out of his element here 

First of all, he’s 100% going because he wants to meet/impress your family so convincing him is not the problem

The problem is keeping him there the whole time

His big issue is that while he’s aware that many cultures exist, he did not live in that reality. He’s a vampire prince and he’s use to a specific genre of “family gatherings” so this is a bit much for him

Poor boi is so over dressed one of your tios might offer him a change of clothes

Honestly he takes it purely because he saw what was being served and knew it was the better option to 6 hours of washing out stains on his Stefano Ricci suit

He’ll try to be social with your family but honestly he’ll be a little painfully awkward at first.

Honestly just let him go help out in the kitchen and everything will be fine

He’s so helpful and efficient in the kitchen that everyone lets him take charge of serving everyone, the only struggle he’s facing is he has no idea what the food is or how to prepare it but give him a quick recipe and explanation and it ain’t even a problem fam

The Kids there weirdly like him???

Like, they think he’s a little stuffy and strict but he makes really good pozole so they like him

He wont play with them necessarily but he will spectate him if they ask him to and he’s weirdly like a little cheerleader for them in his own way

“Don’t kick the ball so hard. Pick up your knees more when you run...There we go Miguel, much better form.”

Don’t give him spicy food…he can’t handle it…like at all….just don’t

Really likes tamales and other dishes like it because it’s presented in a nice, neat little package

He HATES the alcoholic beverages, cant even smell some of them without making a disgusted face so he can’t have a cerveza with the men to bond

He can however listen to them as they explain the brewing process of drinks like tequila, he’ll even take notes!

Picks up Spanish weirdly fast so he WILL understand you and your family by the end of the day

He’s never heard Hispanic music in his long life so dancing is definitely not his strength this time

Give him a hot minute and you’ll both discover he’s really good at Rumba, Tango and Salsa dancing.

ABSOLUTELY will help clean up after, you expect him to leave dishes dirty in the sink even at someone else’s home? Absolutely not!

Over all kinda enjoyed experiencing you culture with you and your family so he won’t be opposed to returning

“Your family is quite different from mine. I actually didn’t mind it, perhaps we can return another day.”

Ayato

Oh hes gonna LOVE this

A social gathering where he can eat, drink and dance to his heart’s content, be casually himself and no one’s gonna scold him for it? sign him up!

For sure the life of the party

Boi can tear it up on the dancefloor, like ayo come get your manz before he accidentally makes your cousin Dolores swoon for him

Absolutely AMAZING at dancing Cumbia, Cha-Cha, Bachata and Reggeaton

Your Abuelita loves him tbh, he eats and talks with her(mostly cuz she spoils him and he LOVES it)

He can handle some spicy dishes but not all so be careful

Loves all the savory dishes tbh

Cracks a cold one open with the men, quickly learns the way of “cerveza and chill” and just bonds with a bunch of your tios, cousins and even your dad

High key likes Cerveza with lime and salt and straight tequila

LOVES Fanta, like he had 16 bottles by the end of the day

Even the kids at the gathering love him cuz he plays with them when they ask, like they are fighting over who gets to play with him at some point.

Does not understand Spanish, doesn’t really learn much while he’s there, will 100% act like he understands what everyone is saying

Over all loves the experience, 10/10 wants to go again soon

“That was fun! Ore-sama demands to come back for another party! Especially if your mom makes arepas again!”

Kanato

...Finna be honest...leave this one at home...

Getting him there in the first place is a miracle, getting him to be polite and sociable is a whole other beast

If he does go, he’s honestly gonna act like a bratty feral cat 90% of the time

Will probably legit get mad if someone tries to talk to him in Spanish because he doesn’t understand what’s being said to him

God help you if he gets into an argument with someone...it wont be pretty for all parties involved

I can for sure see him getting into an argument over candy or desserts served at the gathering because he’s gonna wanna eat it all and not let any of the kids or other guests have any

He’s definitely gonna get smacked with a chancla...and it goes down hill from there

you honestly might have to leave early...or just...stay home

Laito

Ok so you’d think he’d be a disaster right?

WRONG!

He’s actually pretty pleasant to have at the Carne Asada

Except for a few things...

He might check out a few of your family members just to tease you.

He might even flirt with them just to get a reaction out of someone...you’re gonna have to protect him from any fists that come flying his way honey...

Other than that he’s much like Ayato in that he’s a social butterfly that will dance the night away with you and just enjoy spending time with your family

Some of the food will be a little too heavy and/or spicy for him but he’ll eat every bite he’s given to make you and your family happy

Not a huge fan of any of the beer your tios brought but that aint stopping him from socializing bby!

They might tease the hell outta him for not liking the beer though

Like Shu, he’s gonna have trouble picking up Spanish but he will learn quite a bit of it!

Unfortunately…he will learn some dirty things…blame your teenage cousins

He will be somewhat conversational in Spanish though, will need you to translate though

Likes Tequila though and he absolutely will try to do a tequila shot on you

Honestly his favorite drink isn’t even the tequila, it’s the Grapefruit flavored Jarritos soda

Will also play with the kids if they ask him but unlike Ayato, he doesn’t have the unlimited stamina needed to play with children

This man is a MASTER of Bachata, Samba and Reggaeton so be prepared to be literally swept off your feet

Honestly really loves your family, culture and traditions so he’s for sure gonna wanna come back anytime someone invites you to a carne asda

“Fufufu~ That was fun, Bitch-chan! I could’ve stayed for ages if it hadn’t ended!~ I hope we can come back soon!”

Subaru

*evil chuckle* oooh this one’s gonna be fun!

He THINKS he knows what hes getting into when you invite him along to your family’s Carne Asada

HE’S WRONG! OH SO WRONG!

The moment he steps into the host’s house it’s nothing but welcoming, smiling faces and embraces from your family

Watching this boy get severe whiplash from the warm and welcoming atmosphere is both hilarious and heartwarming

He’s gonna be an awkward duck in the beginning so expect him to just kinda follow you around like a lost puppy

As much as he’d like to hide, he stands out like a sore thumb because of his albinism(being an undead vampire doesn’t help tbh) so he’ll have no choice but be subject to your family asking him if he’s cold while putting a heavy coat on him despite already having one, relatives insisting he sit in the sun with them and everyone giving him heavy and hearty food because for some reason, they’re convinced he’s anemic

The irony HA

It’ll take time but he’ll start to open up and even like the loving, familial atmosphere

He’ll open up to your younger relatives first tbh

They’ll ask him to play with them and he’ll begrudgingly go play if they’re persistent enough

Any family pets on the premises somehow find him and immediately start giving him affection and they will not leave Everyone took photos LMAO

Will be invited to have cerveza with the men and while he’s indiferent about the beer, he kinda likes how your dad and other male relatives are just casual and welcoming while they talk to him

Will find his favorite drink, it’s horchata

Now you would think little Tsunbaru would have a nonexistent spice tolerance, but he can handle it like a champ!

He genuinely likes the taste and it honestly doesn’t burn that bad to him so he’ll eat some really spicy dishes

He might be a little scared of your Tias when they try to spoil him so expect him to lash out at them a little

They’re gonna continue spoiling him anyway and even pinch his cheeks and tease him for the outburst they can sense the tsun in this one

he’s a little awkward on the dance floor at first but if you get him to relax he’s actually surprisingly good at dancing bachata and cumbia

He WANTS to learn Spanish so badly because you speak to your family predominately in Spanish but he does not pick it up quickly

He does learn a few words and phrases by the end of the night but his pronunciation is ROUGH

Like stereotypical “white guy trying to speak Spanish” levels of rough

By the end of the night your family has dubbed him “Blancanieves” because He weirdly does remind them of Snow white...In a weird Tsundere way(For the love of everyone’s enjoyment do not translate that to him, let him be confused, PLEASE)

overall it’s an emotional roller coaster for him but he had fun

your family will beg you to bring him again and he’ll “reluctantly” agree every time

“Fine I’ll go...But I’m only going again cuz’ you’re all so annoyingly insistent! Not like I really wanna go or anything...baka...”

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