#Kou mukami x reader

[pinkposies]

Is writing a Diabolik Lovers fanfic worth it?

I know this fandom is quite small, but I was hoping me writing a story would inspire others to write as well. The problem I run into is "Is anyone actually going to read it?" Considering there isn't many writers for the fandom on wattpad, tumble, or a03.

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Like fear, like love.

Summary: Some of the diaboys comforting you when you have an anxiety/panic attack.

Characters: Shu Sakamaki, Ayato Sakamaki, Laito Sakamaki, Subaru Sakamaki, Ruki Mukami, Kou Mukami, Yuma Mukami, Azusa Mukami, gn! reader.

Tags/warnings: hurt/comfort, fluff, mentions of anxiety.

❀ Shu Sakamaki.

“The grounding warmth of a blanket in the cold hours of dawn; vivid sun hues on the dull horizon.”

When you are scared or anxious, Shu is the type to pull you down into bed (or whichever random place he happened to fall asleep at) with him. Even if he seems unbothered, his heart literally breaks when he sees you going through trying times.

So he tries to do for you what works for him; trying to get you to rest, even sharing his earphones with you, the soothing notes of a classical melody lulling you into dreams with him.

And you can’t see it, but his ocean eyes soften when you finally calm down, having fallen asleep with your hand still in his.

His free hand brushes stray hairs away from your eyes,

“Sweet dreams.” He murmurs. 

Even though he doesn’t like to see you suffer, he’s happy he can take care of you.

❀ Ayato Sakamaki.

“Sparks of a crackling fire, propagating against the rain, brighter than lightning.”

At first glance, Ayato might not seem like the mist detail-oriented guy, but he is pretty perceptive and intelligent despite his silly moments (and he is not given enough credit for it!)

Especially, when it comes to your feelings and little shifts in your mood.

Initially, he tries to lighten the mood with his usual “Oi, you should be happier to be in the presence of Ore-sama, why are you looking so depressed?”

But when all you give him is a meek hum, then you can see a concerned crease between his brows, that cute expression he does where he goes wide eyed and pouts a little.

The redhead wraps his arms around you, leaning his head on your shoulder, a silent invitation to play with his hair, to keep you distracted.

“If something’s happened, you know I, the great Ayato, will protect you.”

❀ Laito Sakamaki.

“The language of wordless lips over heated skin, the unholy touch of deft hands in the dark.”

Laito’s probably the most versed in understanding another’s feelings out of everyone here. A subtle change in the way you move and carry yourself, the small crease in between your brows, or the way your jaw tightens; those speak volumes to him, and he knows right away that something is not right.

He tries to distract you in the way he knows better: sultry words whispered in your ear, in the dim light of his bedroom; his hand sneaking beneath your shirt, lingering dangerously low on your hips; his sensuous lips trailing your neck and shoulder, pointed fangs sinking in your skin, the afterglow of his kisses ardently addictive.

You try to stop him at first, not because you dislike what he’s doing, but rather that you don’t want to burden him.

To bring back the memories.

To make him feel like you’re just using him to relieve your tension.

Of course, he notices that, too.

“You’re nothing like her, bitch-chan.” He whispers in between lovebites. “So for tonight, give into me, okay? Nfu ~”

❀ Subaru Sakamaki.

“The tender brush of white rose petals scattered into the night, their familiar sweet scent fending off eternal shadows.”

When you’re upset or dark thoughts have you overthinking, the first thing that crosses Subaru’s mind is “is this my fault?”

For a moment, he starts fearing for the worst himself, did he upset you in any way? Did his tainted self hurt you? Would you be better off without him?

However, all of those ideas die out as soon as you cling to him, your face buried in his chest, his cheeks blooming in pretty rose.

Subaru hesitates for a moment, but then he holds you, even if a little awkward at first. 

Needless to say, he wants to punch anyone and anything that made you feel so anxious, but you need him now, in the same way he’s needed you on endless nights when all he knew was despair.

“I love you.” He whispers softly, crimson eyes closing as he nuzzles into your hair, leaving the softest of kisses there. “I’m here.”

❀ Ruki Mukami.

“The soothing truth of irrefutable words set in stone; the softness of blackened feathers; white crows guiding you home.”

Honestly, Ruki is one of the best people to assuage the intrusive thoughts plaguing your mind. Not because he is the most affectionate or soft, far from it, but because the logic he uses to make you see you’ll be okay is pretty much absolute.

Your own doubts scatter away, washed away by the night reflected in the deep ocean of his eyes. Somehow, he always has the power to make you feel like you’ll be safe as long as you stay by his side.

Of course, Ruki won’t leave you alone either. He’ll pull you into his lap while he reads a book, even read it out loud for you if you ask him.

“You’ll be safe with me, livestock. As long as you have your master to protect you, no harm will come your way.”

❀ Kou Mukami.

“A happy melody with lyrics that accompany your tears; not in tune, but a game of opposites, as if understanding you, setting your sights on blue skies after a downpour.”

Kou is another one who will notice right away if your mood shifts. Not just because of his eye; he doesn’t quite need to use it when it’s you.

Even if he now stands on the brightest stages, he knows pain like no other, and he doesn’t like that look on you.

You are his bluest sky. To see it covered by stormy clouds… It makes him sad. Though because he is a performer, he knows how to distract you from your endless night.

He brings you roses or any little gift he noticed you eyeing another time; similarly to Laito, he’ll resort to physical affection and naughty touches if you’re in the mood. 

But you always told him you love his voice, so now, he sings for his favorite audience: you and only you. He’ll teach you to dance like he does if you’re in the mood too, catching you securely in his arms when you trip, teasing you.

“My M-neko-chan is the cutest when they smile… You are my favorite sky, okay? Never forget it.” He tells you, as he kisses the corner of your lips.

❀ Yuma Mukami.

“The familiar scent of a fireplace in the home you’ve so longed for; he is the warmth of the sun on your back and the hues of rustling leaves in late summer.”

“Oi, sow, why do you look so depressed?” 

His rough voice is blazing sunshine amidst thick tree canopies. 

He’s noticed you staring at nothing and probably thinking about too much as you help him in the garden. 

He’s noticed the iron grip you have in the basket of tomatoes, the one now in your hand threatening to be crushed.

He’s noticed the trembling of your form.

He’s noticed you are not acting like yourself right now.

And Yuma can’t stand it. Like the unforgiving freeze of a clouded dawn making flowers wither, he won’t allow for the rose petals you put in his life to never bloom again.

So, as he always does, he lets his actions speak volumes. 

Taking the basket from your trembling hands, he gently throws you over his shoulder. Bathed in the last of the sun’s golden glow, he begins the short trek back to the manor.

“I won’t let anything happen to ya, ya hear me? So stop bein’ so sad, I’m here.”

❀ Azusa Mukami.

“He is the softness of clean gauze over your sore hands; a flutter of butterfly wings brushing your cheek as you wake from a sweet dream.”

Azusa is very attentive, so he can tell the little shifts in your mood when fear wraps their cruel claws around you.

At first, he’ll try to distract you, showing you his knife collection and telling you about the story of each one.

That helps a little, gentle smiles tugging at your lips every now and then as you see him excited to tell you about them.

But he knows that is not enough, that you’re still worried; your mind, a tapestry of criss-cross throbbing wounds.

So he’ll patch them up, no matter how long it takes for the turbulent flow of blood to stop.

He’ll hold you from behind, his ever tranquil heartbeat warm and soothing against your back.

“Eve… You deserve to be happy… My Eve is always beautiful… But I like you happy the most…”

[fleurdelily]

my beautiful princess !!!

[cursedcupcakemaster]

Notes;I don't own diabolik lovers or it's characters this is merely a fictional work and my interpretation of how things might go, reader can be supernatural if you want

Warnings:Blood mentions, it's diabolik lovers so proceed with caution(these are a bit short ), some saucy spots where you get bit, Azusas scars

Type:Raspberry Boba

Characters;Mukami Bros from diabolik lovers

Mini Dating Headcanons

Ruki

Ruki tends to be a bit stern with you but he genuinely does want to make you happy

Most of your dates are coffee dates and trips to the book store or library, he's pretty chill

Theres at least one horseback riding date

Sometimes you both will cook together

Kisses between you aren't that often but when you do they feel soft and gentle and often taste lightly of black tea

Ruki knows all your favorite dishes by heart

Sometimes he'll read to you until you fall asleep

He usually drinks your blood from your wrists or your neck since you can cover it up fairly easily

Cuddling isn't done a lot between yall but he's fine with it every once in a while and when it does happen he holds you tightly holding you to his chest making you feel safe

Your relationship is overall not really that bad you're there for one another and that's enough

Kou

Oh boy you guys have a lot of work cut out for you

Firstly he might want to keep it secret he's an idol after all and he doesn't want his fans harassing you

Cute dates at cat cafes and amusement parks,

Kou writes love songs just for you and made sure you had V.I.P tickets to each one so you could meet with him backstage

He loves snuggling with you often acts as the big spoon while humming one of those aforementioned love songs into your ear until you're asleep, when you're the big spoon he loves when you run your fingers through his hair it makes him feel special

Kissing, it kinda depends on how he's feeling. If he's feeling nice he'll be gentle and sweet but if he's feeling jealous he's a bit more rough biting your lips a little

Kou likes to drink your blood from your thigh or collarbone since you can at least hide the marks

As I mentioned you guys have a lot of work to do not only due to how Kou can be but his own circumstances but he loves you dearly

Yuma

Like all of the boys he's gonna have his issues but you guys make it work

He's not all bad in fact he's the one who makes sure you eat and sleep properly and if you take medicines that you have them

You guys will often work in his garden together where he may or may not have planted your favorite flowers

Sometimes Yuma will share his sugar cubes with you, he doesn't give them to just anyone so to him it's worth it to give a few to you

Yuma will eat anything you make and maybe tell you how to improve it, he certainly provides you fresh ingredients you two grew together

When you two cuddle he's the big spoon no questions asked, he'll pretend to hate it but he loves it and he holds you tightly so he's sure you won't up and disappear

Often Yuma will bite your neck to drink blood so everyone can see his marks

Kissing is rough and passionate he'll bite your lips a bit, his lips taste of sugar cubes and fresh tomatoes

Yuma won't say it too often but he appreciates the things you do and loves you

Azusa

Listen to me this boy deserves the world and he's nothing if not your biggest supporter

Azusa loves showing you his knife collection

Introduced you to his "friends"/scars, often praises you

If you happen to cook he will ask if you can make extra spicy stuff, he'll be even happier if you grow things like ghost peppers and even without those he loves your food

Dates are typically going around shops to look at interesting things or movie nights at home

Cuddles are gonna happen and usually you're the big spoon Azusa likes laying his head on your chest and listening to your heartbeat it makes him feel safe he's even mentioned it's one of his favorite sounds

Kissing is very gentle but he might bite sometimes If he's feeling particularly energetic but it's still pretty soft, his lips taste like spicy food half the time and will leave a bit of a tingling feeling

When Azusa bites you he goes for the shoulder and neck, he likes to leave a lot of marks because he thinks they're beautiful on you

If you have something like a sport or a concert of some kind he will go see you

You guys might need therapy but Azusa is an angel and loves you more than anything in the world

[heartagram-vv]

Kou Mukami moodboard

[bloodstainedobsession]

Spotlight on You

Pop star! Kou Mukami x Crew! Reader

one-shot

tags: Kou x reader, Kou is a pop star, reader is a crew-member, flirting, sfw

Summary: Kou sees you backstage at one of his shows and he is immediately hooked

Masterlist

The air buzzed with anticipation as flashes from paparazzi cameras lit up the red carpet like a storm of strobe lights. People screamed Kou´s name, holding up signs, phones, and plushies of his character from the drama series he starred in. The velvet ropes trembled with excitement.

And you? You were on the wrong side of them.

Not a fan. Not a celebrity. Just a favor for your cousin who worked behind the scenes, helping coordinate the after-party for a major awards show. You stood awkwardly at the edge of the staff area, wearing sleek black slacks and a fitted button-up, nice enough to pass for fancy, practical enough for hauling trays.

Your job? Help organize the VIP lounge. No getting involved. No interrupting the talent. And absolutely no fangirling.

You were doing fine. Until he walked in.

Kou Mukami.

He was even more radiant in person, blond hair shining under the crystal chandeliers, sharp eyes scanning the room like he already owned it, and that smile... devastating, curated, perfect. Dressed in an open silk shirt and a blazer that shimmered faintly under the lights, he looked like he’d stepped out of a dream and straight into your personal space.

Because, of course, he was headed right toward you.

You froze, unsure if you should run or bow, or maybe both? But before you could do anything, he was standing inches away, tilted slightly to get a better look at your face. Those sly, catlike eyes narrowed.

“Well, well,” Kou purred, voice smooth like champagne. “You don’t look like the usual help. Are you part of the set dressing, or did someone finally hire someone attractive for a change?”

Your breath caught in your throat. Was he serious? Was he flirting?

“I, uh… I’m just helping out,” you managed to say, gripping your clipboard like a shield. “My cousin works for the event team.”

Kou’s smile widened. “A civilian, huh? Interesting.”

He leaned in a little closer, his cologne something rich and clean, like rain on expensive marble. “And what’s your name, civilian?”

You hesitated. Something about him was too polished, too playful. Like he was always performing, but the intensity of his gaze told you that, at least in this moment, you were the one holding his attention.

You told "him your name "it´s y/n", and Kou repeated it like a secret, letting it roll off his tongue in a way that made your chest tighten.

“Hm,” he said, tapping his chin. “I like it. Don’t disappear before the night ends, alright? I might get bored of the usual glitter.”

And with that, he winked and walked off, leaving a trail of whispers and stunned stares in his wake, and you, standing there like someone had just dumped a bucket of stars over your head.

This wasn’t part of the plan. But neither was catching Kou´s attention.

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The after-party was worlds away from the stiff, glitzy red carpet chaos outside. In here, the lighting was low and golden, casting a honeyed glow over silk curtains, leather lounge chairs, and crystalline centerpieces. A string quartet played something slow and intimate in the corner while expensive perfume and alcohol lingered in the air like smoke.

You were refilling a champagne tower when you felt it, that electric hum on your skin, like you were being watched.

“Knew you’d still be here,” came a voice behind you, soft and smug.

You turned and almost knocked over the entire tower. Kou stood there in a different outfit now, something more casual but still breathtakingly expensive. A deep navy button-down, sleeves rolled, a silver chain catching the light at his collarbone.

“I don’t usually chase,” he said with a lazy smile, stepping closer, “but you’re really testing me, sweetheart.”

You blinked. “I… thought I was just working.”

Kou tilted his head, like he was genuinely amused. “You are,” he said, glancing at the clipboard still clutched in your hand. “But you’re also the only person here not trying to sell me something, seduce me, or impress me. It’s refreshing.”

You hesitated, unsure how to respond. You weren’t used to being noticed like this, especially not by someone like him. Kou’s charm wasn’t just his looks, it was the way he moved, the way he smiled like he already knew what you were going to say next.

He stepped beside you, close enough that your shoulders nearly touched. “Tell me,” he said, his voice dropping lower, more intimate, “what’s someone like you doing in a world like this? You don’t belong here.”

“That’s… kind of rude,” you said, raising a brow.

Kou laughed, a real one this time, light, silvery, and just a little wicked. “Maybe,” he said. “Or maybe I mean that as a compliment. Because you don’t belong here with the rest of these pretty little liars. You feel… real.”

And there it was again, that intensity beneath all the flash. The way his gaze lingered on your mouth a second too long. The way his smile faltered when you looked back at him like you weren’t going to fall for the act.

“You're more than just a background extra,” he added softly. “I see it. You’ve got that main character energy.”

You tried to laugh it off, heart thudding hard in your chest. “Do you say that to all the event staff?”

Kou gave you a look that was half mischief, half sincerity. “Only the ones I plan to steal by the end of the night.”

Just then, someone called his name from across the room. His manager, probably. Kou glanced over his shoulder but didn’t move.

“Duty calls,” he sighed dramatically, then turned back to you with a small, crooked grin. “Stay close. I’m not done with you yet.”

And with a wink, he disappeared back into the crowd, leaving your pulse racing and your night completely derailed.

[uunromanticized]

General relationship headcannons for being with Kou Mukami 🐱🩷

rubbing my hands together like a fly

dating kou mukami

𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒊’𝒎 𝒊𝒏, 𝒊 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕.

- first of all he absolutely REFUSES to do PR relationships.

- a lot of buttoning his shirts for him. he’s canonically already not good at it so you being there just gives him an excuse not to

- you both annoy ruki into letting you get a cat. however he’s definitely significantly worse at doing anything other than petting it. he does take them out for walks, though.

- if you like tattoos get a lily flower. he will actually cry over it i think.

- he tries his best to trust you & your words but sometimes he’ll use his eye to see if you’re telling the truth or not

- he definitely sneaks you in backstage before his shows. he wants & expects a good luck kiss everytime he goes on

- he gets flowers for you sometimes & instantly expects something back.

- he’s still kind of selfish about getting things in return but he’s a lot better than before

- he definitely likes leaving marks on you but if you guys make out and you leave a mark he may or may not be angry depending on the next time he has to do idol work

- he likes dressing you up a lot. his favorite style to dress you in is gyaru or gyaruo

- he definitely lets you listen to his songs before they’re released or just the vocals before they’re even recorded.

- he likes it whenever you sit in on him recording or creating ideas for his work, it pushes him to work harder bcs he’s here to impress.

- LOVES karaoke nights. he is a karaoke man. likes to do duets or to just listen to you sing at them, mainly.

- you’re the one he takes to parties, even when they’re professional. he loves dressing you up for them. and dressing you out afterwards

[mayuichi]

“I convinced Ruki and Yuma, just for you!„

Kou Mukami x Reader ✩ No warning: just fluff (i think it could've been guessed, it's all i'm doing for the whole december month...)

Official art from REJET.

Sweetly laughing on your way to your boyfriend's house as he sent you a picture of a cat with a Christmas hat. Putting your phone back in your pocket, you let your head rest on the bus window, listening to some music during the ride.

Your stop was still pretty far from his home, so you walked to it. Once his place was in sight, you raised your eyebrow in surprise. A bunch of bright window decorations were on.

Taking the doorknob in your hand, you opened the door to find his brothers on the sofa, Christmas hat on their head. You couldn't contain your laugher. The redheaded one groaned in annoyance under his breath, and the oldest seemed bothered by it too. Only the youngest, which has always been quieter than them, looked like he could actually enjoy it.

But nonetheless, it was definitely not their choice.

Suddenly, someone surprised you from behind, placing his hands on your shoulders. You jumped in fear, as you let out a gasp. And there you caught a glance at your boyfriend, some of his blond locks falling over his eyes.

“Hehe, you are such a scaredy cat~.„ he gently squeezed you against him. You rolled your eyes and noticed he also had a Christmas hat.

“Kou ? Why do you have that hat ? Why do you all...„ He stopped you with a soft kiss. “We don't entirely celebrate Christmas anymore, but... I convinced Ruki and Yuma, just for you!„ he was so proud of himself.

You, however, felt a little uneasy. Has he really done all that just for you? “You shouldn't...„ bringing his fingers under your chin to make your eyes lock. With his honeysweet voice, he grinned; “Isn't it our first Christmas together ? We need to make it memorable for you.„

His eyes were filled with love. You've grown used to his teasing gaze, yet there was none in this time. “Come on, now! I may have done the tree with them, I want you to join us to decorate the rest of the house!„

Taking your hand and intertwining your fingers together, he pulled you to the corner, showing dozens of garlands and lights. Pink, yellow, blue, green, red, white, any color you could think of was here. A bright smile on his face, as if he was back as a kid. It was a rare sight, even for you.

You tend to forget he was once human too. He has to get used to his thirst and that eternity coming with becoming a vampire, compared to that family they despised so much. A sad melancoly washed over you, knowing that his cruel and sadist demeanor has just always been a way for him to protect himself. A sigh escaped you as you wondered.

“... Aren't you afraid to date a human? When I'll die, you'll have to live on.„

That thought alone caused an aching pain in your heart. To which he happily bonked your head with a smile. He loved to bonk or give you little slap for sure.

“Why would I care ? Just you staying with me and supporting my brothers makes you my masochist kitten. And beside, that's why I want those memories with you. To remember them for all eternity.„

A faint blush spread across your cheeks, as you lower your head in half shame. With a gentle pat, he moved his hand to pinch your cheek. “Come on, take the red garlands first. We'll put them on the outside of the windows.„

His demeanor quickly changed as he got ready to decorate everything. Once you grabbed one, he picked up the boxes to place it on the doorstep, so it'd be easier to pick the others. From there, you could see his three brothers gathering and decorating the inside.

Placing little scenes and villages here and there, candles and garlands where they saw fit. And you did the same around the outside.

Red and green garlands on the windows, white garlands around the small fountain and on the roofs (which Kou personally placed on the roofs, he'd never let a chance for you to die stupidly). A deer a Christmas sleigh, as well as a snowman, which all could shine.

And when you were done, it was already past 10pm. You stood there, with him, admiring your hard work. Stepping inside, the aroma of some good food made by Ruki. Azusa had already gone in his bedroom, and Yuma went to the garden. But they have made a great work.

Some fake snow (it was just some glittery sheets) under each decoration. Some garlands on the low bookcases, over the sideboards, even on the coffee table.

And just for fun, Kou threw you on the sofa, scooting closer right away to squeeze you tight against him, purring in your ear.

“I promise you the best Christmas. I'd do anything for my kitten, after all.„

/ᐠ - ˕ •マ Ⳋ mayuichi’s property. Do not repost, copy or translate without permission.

[your-goth-sis]

OML OKAY

I might also write for Diabolik lovers...

IF Y'ALL HAVE REQUESTS, SEND EM

[krispycreamcake]

Shit so bad it got me reminiscing like if I knew those vampiric fuckers personally 😞😞

[lavandulawrites]

Will you do diabolik lovers meme too?

Yandere Diabolik Lovers Memes

Ofc I will anon!😼

Do not copy my ideas. Thank you!

[dblk-archives]

Hihi Hailey! I was wondering what the diaboys and Yui's hugs would feel like??

If you hold me till dawn.

Summary: What does it feel like, to hug them?

Characters: Shu Sakamaki, Kou Mukami, Ayato Sakamaki, Yuma Mukami, Laito Sakamaki, Kanato Sakamaki, Ruki Mukami, Subaru Sakamaki, Reiji Sakamaki, Azusa Mukami, Yui Komori, gn! reader.

Tags/warnings: fluff, sweet hugs, very very mild angst if you squint.

Author's note: Hi, Mags and thank you so much for your request! I'm sorry it took so long to write it, but I wanted it to be as perfect as I could make it. I didn't include Kino and the Tsukinamis since I don't know enough about them as of now. I still hope you like it ♡

❀ Shu Sakamaki – First dawn.

“The quiet of the world beneath gilded auroras and lingering dreams.”

Shu’s hugs are, first and foremost, warm.

Perhaps it is in his touch when he’s not fully woken yet that he conveys what his words don’t.

Sometimes his shows of affection make you crack a smile, when he claims “I was cold while sleeping” and casually wraps his strong arms around you.

Turning around in his hold, you trace his handsome features with your fingertips.

That is, until he takes your hand in his.

Eyes the color of the sky at the time when the world hasn’t risen yet meet yours.

He softly bites the tip of your finger, before his grip on you tightens and he goes back to sleep.

Neither of you have a blanket.

And yet, you don’t need it.

Not when his embrace is like the molten rays of first dawn.

❀ Kou Mukami – Cornflower blue mornings.

“The beauty of a pure blue sky, with the cheerfulness of sunlight. Yet sometimes, that light is fractured, leaving behind the desperation of cerulean patches amidst stormy clouds.”

Kou’s touches and embraces are another part of the charm with which he puts you under his spell.

And you’d be lying if you didn’t say you fell into it willingly.

His hugs are playful, lighthearted, loving, and at all times. Doesn’t matter if it’s in public or in private, he just needs you in the same way his lungs need the oxygen he breathes.

Kou adores teasing you and flustering you. He loves hugs in the morning, when he’s still sleepy, his messy hair tickling your neck and not letting you leave bed.

When he holds you like that, you feel like you’re in a rose colored world.

Except when the peace shatters and nightmares come to haunt him.

In his sleep, the sparkling idol is nowhere to be seen, leaving in his wake the scared boy he once was, desperately reaching for a promised sky that did not exist.

This time, however, his hand finds another.

Ready to never let him go again, to stay with him, even if the storm won’t cease.

You are there, reaching for cornflower blue mornings with him.

❀ Ayato Sakamaki – The blazing midday Sun.

“He is the intensity of noon’s heat on your back; the searing sensation of Icarus’ wings melting, only to plummet you into the arms of your beloved.”

Ayato is the personification of intensity. The picture perfect image of confidence.

That is palpable in the way he holds you too.

He is not shy to initiate physical contact with you, especially in public, to let others know you’re his.

His embrace is tight, but not so much that you can’t pull away if you so desire (though he’d sulk if you did that - there, there, Ayato).

Then there’s times when he just silently embraces you from behind, no words exchanged.

It’s usually on moments when he knows you’re struggling or feel sad.

So if you’d rather not talk about it, he’ll at least warm your wavering heart, just as the blazing midday Sun on your back.

❀ Yuma Mukami – Fiery afternoon.

“He is both the intensity of a crackling fire and the gentle light that filters through the window as you sit before the swirling flames.”

While he may seem a little rough around the edges, Yuma loves deeply and is one of the most loyal guys you can find.

That is very obvious in the way he embraces you.

It feels comfortable to lean your head on his broad chest or be enveloped by those strong arms of his that would protect you from anything.

You feel safe, and when he softly leans his head on top of yours, it’s as if time stopped at that moment of day when the world dyes in gold.

There’s other instances, however, when you have to ask him not to squeeze you so hard or you won't be able to breathe.

The sheepish smile he offers you in return is too cute, so it’s totally worth it. Like staring skywards even if you’re busy working at the garden, just to catch a glimpse of the fiery afternoon.

❀ Laito Sakamaki – Sensuous sunsets.

“The sinful secrets concealed in the half light of twilight; a fox-like stare that reads the sweet nothings you want to hear.”

The truth of the words he whispers carelessly hides behind the deadly sin of lust.

Due to his upbringing, Laito sees affection as just a state of pleasure, something physical.

Until you came along.

Now he is at war with himself.

This is not what he usually feels. This warmth in his heart… Is this the meaning of those words he throws like nothing?

His touches are still suggestive every time he hugs you, fingertips lingering a little too long over every spot he knows will make you shiver; those lips of his that used to tell you pretty lies now map out every inch of you in a softness you didn’t know he was capable of.

In between Laito’s arms, your eyes meet his.

You wonder if he can see right through you.

You want to hear him say ‘I love you.’

And, above all else, you want him to mean it.

His hold on you tightens.

Leaning against his chest, you watch the golden hour slip away.

His heartbeat is a little erratic.

And when, in the sensuality of an ephemeral sunset, he voices his next words, you know he means every single one.

‘I love you too, Laito.’ Is the silent response you give him with the world’s softest kiss.

❀ Kanato Sakamaki – Vices at dusk.

“An autumn night’s first light, through naked trees; A graveyard that looks as eerie as it is beautiful; As long as you stare into his lilac eyes.”

Kanato holds you like one would his soulmate on the brink of death; he hugs you like you’re going to slip away; his arms tighten around you because you’re only his.

He doesn’t want you to put your attention on anyone else but him, but he is also viscerally terrified of losing you.

Like a child cradling his new favorite toy for the first time, the sweet scent of raspberry pudding intoxicates you eternally now. And you’d be lying if you said you could live without it from now on.

As Kanato holds you, he is both gentle and menacing; the wordless warning that if you leave his arms you won’t make it out alive.

Why would you ever want to walk away, however? When he is the vice you want to drown in, today and every single dusk until the day you no longer breathe?

❀ Subaru Sakamaki – First moonlight.

“Luminescent white petals, guarded by thorns; And yet so delicate on the breeze of witching hours.”

Needles to say, Subaru is not the most physically affectionate at first.

Except when he can’t keep denying his heart has been yours for longer than he remembers.

He finds himself constantly seeking you out, because he is ‘supposed to protect you since you’re such an annoying idiot’ or so he claims.

The deep rosy hue of his cheeks tells you otherwise, however.

And now that you’ve found out he likes you, you won’t let him live it down.

As you constantly seek him out and nestle yourself in between his arms, Subaru finds he likes this quiet closeness; crimson eyes avert, as strands the color of starlit roses cover his shy gaze.

But you know what he means with those flustered expressions. And the way he hugs you a little tighter expresses the words he sometimes struggles to let out.

Though, if you listen, you won’t miss his whispers of “I love you” as the first moonlight sets on fallen ivory petals.

❀ Ruki Mukami – Zenith of polaris.

“In marine eyes, turbulence and tenderness hide. The wings he was denied, he gives to you. Your anchor, when you’re lost at sea.”

To know Ruki is to dive into a tempestuous sea; treacherous on moonless nights, yet captivating and radiant when it mirrors the stars.

His aim at first was to simply discipline you. Who did you think you were, other than his mere livestock?

And yet, there’s this aura around you, like a warm light; like the wings he was robbed of.

And still, he is the one who falls prey to you, wanting to show you heaven

In your darkest auroras, Ruki is your guiding star. His arms around you feel like seraphic feathers, still beautiful despite being crooked and ashen.

His lean figure, where you rest, listening to his steady heartbeat, akin to a forgotten lullaby penned in silver ink.

Ruki holds you as if you’re holy, the oath he swears his life on. He holds you delicately when starlight threatens to fade from your night sky.

Other times, however, he is the devil incarnate, pushing you down on his bed, hovering over you like a man starved.

And either way, you want him as he is. Forever you angel, wings or not; the zenith of polaris in your murkiest oceans.

❀ Reiji Sakamaki – Stillness in the dead of night.

“Some venoms don’t have an antidote, and you’d gladly drink them.”

When you first met him, you’d have never fathomed the idea of his arms around you.

Unless it was to keep you still as he stole your blood, that is.

You remember too vividly, that heinous scent coming off the cup of tea he offered you with a smile that was nothing if not cruel.

Now, that same cup brings a sense of warmth as you sit in his study, watching him work.

Here, the light is warm, in sharp contrast to the darkness out the glass panes, the windows little less than mirrors of darkness at this hour.

You revel in the calm of midnight.

A svelte hand takes your teacup away.

Reiji sets it on the nearby table, not without taking a sip from it first, the marks of your lipstick smeared by his lips.

Lips that then gently brush against your jawline, strong arms looping around your waist from behind.

In the dead of night, utter calm envelops around you.

If you were to be poisoned right this instant, you’d have no regrets; as long as it was by his hand.

❀ Azusa Mukami – Minutes before dawn.

“In his clear eyes, the instants held between night and day reflect. His wounded arms, forever destined to protect you.”

At times, when you spot him admiring his scars in the last minutes of night, he seems so fragile, delicate even.

Akin to daisy petals bathed in the dew of dreams about to end.

You wonder, how can someone capable of constantly drawing blood from his own flesh hold you so gently?

Much in the way he talks and always lingers close to you, his touch is the softness of kisses over fresh bandages.

You wish he wouldn't hurt himself. Your heart shatters a little at the gentleness with which he treats you, knowing how he breaks himself little by little.

So, in this moment, you hold him flush against you, squeezing delicately yet vehemently, letting him know this is your love, no bloodshed needed.

In the minutes before dawn, his opal eyes meet yours.

Through your unshed tears, his smile is brighter than morning stars.

❀ Yui Komori – The first breeze of spring.

“Some would argue she is too soft, cherry blossoms succumbing to snow. You know better. For, after the blizzard, that same tree blooms.”

Yui, the girl who will always put others before herself.

The girl who chooses to see the good in others, even in those who hurt her.

Yui, who loves unconditionally.

And who looks at you as if you hung the very stars in the sky.

She holds you warmly. Hopeful first cherry blossoms after a snowy February.

In her arms, your world dyes in shades of rose; your heart feels at ease, worries flying away like petals beneath an early March sky.

Yui is the tender touch of flower blooms in the first breeze of spring.

Your smile widens as she stares at you with her doe eyes.

Her own lips mimic yours.

Winter is over.

[cutelittlechiroptera]

One thing I absolutely adore about Diabolik Lovers is that every male lead is a yandere in some way. Some are more prominent than others, but still. Though the most apparent yans are definitely Kanato, Laito, Azusa and Kou.

I really wish more otome follow Dialovers lead when it comes to yandere. We desperately need more yans in otome games

What are your thoughts?

[cursedcupcakemaster]

A special treat for everyone today

I don't own diabolik lovers or it's characters they belong to Rejet

Notes:Kou calls reader kitten

Warnings:it's mostly fluff and this is kinda short

Type: Birthday cake

Spending time with Kou on his birthday

Today was extra special and why was that it was Kous birthday of course and you had quite a few things planned for him

While you distracted him his brothers would set up a party for later

First was a bit of a shopping spree, with Kou trying on many different outfits that suited him well

You'd take plenty of pictures with Kou while avoiding his fangirls

You eventually brought him to a new cafe that opened up recently and with plenty of cute cats to keep customers company

It made your heart swell with joy seeing the happiness sparkle in Kous eyes as the cats approached meowing for attention before he more than happily gave it

After a good few hours of playing with cats you brought Kou home and told him to close his eyes which he reluctantly did

Once he heard you and his brothers singing he figured out what your little plan was and he couldn't help but feel touched

You did everything to make sure Kou had the perfect day and he loved you for that

"Thank you for such a great birthday kitten, I love you"

"Of course Kou I love you too"

His favorite present was the last one a kiss from you

[animeyanderelover]

Can I get yandere sakamaki and mukami (I think that's their name) with a male reader who once were their friends, (during that time, they hide their feelings) but they accidentally kill him and one day they met him. After he was reincarnated and the moment they met is the same how they once first met

Example : reader met Shu in the garden, Shu will met reader when he is in the garden as well!

Tw: Yandere themes, possessive behavior, obsession, paranoia, stalking, clinginess, violence, sadism, delusional mindset, isolation, abduction, manipulation, clinginess, hallucination, mentions of self-harm in Azusa's part, male reader

We meet once more...

Sakamaki Shu

🎵Just why had you been so adamant on leaving him that day in favor of pursuing your dreams? Yes, you had promised him to return to him in a few years time yet your words had sounded shallow in his ears. The argument that followed is something his mind forces him to replay even decades later. Normally the both of you had never been the type to let your emotions get the better of you but something about your words had irked him and his words had agitated you. As the emotions had risen higher both of you had gotten physical with each other as the argument escalated. It's when you had turned around with barely suppressed anger and concluded this conversation to be over that Shu had snapped. He had underestimated his own strength in that moment as he had pushed you, his ears ringing with wrath he had been feeling in the moment. Your body, only human and unable to handle his unexpected outburst of strength, flew down the stairs before you hit your head with a sickening crack on the ground, laying there motionlessly all whilst the blood created a bloody hallow around your head.

🎵Everything that even remotely reminds him of you has been removed from his life since then as he's unable to bear the emotions he's feeling whenever he lays eyes on something that triggers past memories. Shu completely withdraws himself from the memories of you in an attempt to cope with the pain yet there is no relief for him. He sees you in his sleep, sees you every time he closes his eyes. In one moment you are smiling, in the next he sees your limp body as his mind reminds him that it is his fault that you are dead. It's his loss of control that ended your life and it is from that day on that Shu decides to completely suppress all of his emotions as he deems feelings as something that will only lead to bad decisions. With the complete isolation from feeling comes the loss of any interest and motivation as Shu grows indifferent to anything that is happening around him. He blends out the world around him as he lives seclusively in his own world where the only loyal companions he has are music and the haunting memories of you.

🎵It starts raining on that night as he is lying on a bench in a park yet he doesn't care as cold raindrops hit his equally cold skin. Blue eyes lazily stare at the grey sky before he closes them, blending the sound of the rain out by listening to some music as he closes his eyes. Instantly his inner vision is filled with memories of you, a familiar bittersweet ache grasping his dead heart. He doesn't notice when the raindrops stop hitting him, he only notices when someone grasps his shoulders and shakes him carefully. His heightened senses, previously submerged in a world only he knows, return to him as he hears over the music he is blasting into his ears a voice calling out to him, his nostrils flaring up as he picks up another scent next to the smell of fresh water pouring out of the sky. A hauntingly familiar smell. He cracks open his eyes yet his vision remains filled with the sight of your face looking down on him worried, an umbrella shielding him and you from the onslaught of rain. His heart starts quivering as blue eyes gaze upon you as emotions he swore to burrow reanimate. A hand instinctively shoots out to grab you by the shoulder and keep you in place, his grip slightly shaky. You... How are you...?

Sakamaki Reiji

☕​You've always been impressed with him. Reiji is a walking library personified and you have always sought out his help when you were struggling with your own research. Reiji had taken it up on himself for that very same reason to take you under his wing and teach you about everything as he helped you with your own studies, needing you to be on the same level as him to be a worthy partner. Deep down he just loved the praise and attention you gave him for his impressive knowledge, something he had never gotten from his own mother. One day he took you to the mansion, to his own room as he had been working on a science project and had wanted you to see the final results. A few minutes. He had only left you alone for a few minutes to fetch some documents when he had heard an explosion which had rang louder in his ears due to his heightened senses. The sound had come from his room. An acidic smell had filled his room when he had arrived, the aroma stinging his eyes with water. Maybe, just maybe, the sight of your lifeless body on the ground had been another reason, your face deformed as you had been standing right above the test tubes when the chemical reaction had occured.

☕​Over the years Reiji has done all that he could to downplay his own emotions. After all all had been your fault for getting too curious and playing around with his set. He had warned you to not touch anything unless he was there with you so your death had merely been a result of your own stupidity. Yet the occasional snicker of people like Ayato or Laito has always gotten more under his skin than it should have as they sometimes joke about the scientific accident on that day. After all their older brother who has always portrayed himself as the smartest person of them all had been careless enough to let such an accident happen. Perhaps it is the perfectioniest housing inside of him that starts considering their words more and more. Could he have done more on that day to prevent this from happening? He starts considering this question more in quieter moments and painful realisation hits him when he does come up with ideas that could have prevented you from dying on that day. Why didn't he think of those ideas earlier? He's never able to live this failure down and deep down it shakes up his core beliefs.

☕​He's in the library that day to borrow a new staple of books that have just recently been published. Normally he doesn't like going under humans that much and this library is an especially sore spot for him. Even if it has gone through some major changes over the decades, this is the place where he met you so long ago for the first time. He despises the feelings that always threaten to pour out of him when he is in this place so he hurries up to get all those books. Just as he is about to walk away with all of them in his arms though, a familiar scent invades his nostrils, one that has his brain short-circuiting for a brief moment. Then a pouty voice fills his ears, complaining how you wanted to borrow these books as well for your upcoming studies in college. His head wipes around, pink eyes narrowing in disbelief and shock as he sees a spitting image of you standing behind him, the same sulky expression on your face that you used to always give him. You're startled when he drops the pile of books and swiftly walks over to you, his glare antagonising you as gloved hands suddenly grab your face and pull you closer to scrutinise your features better. How is this possible?

Sakamaki Ayato

🥇​Ayato always wanted and needed to have it his way. That is something you were familiar with with passing time. Here and there the two of you did get into arguments but it never really escalated as you were somewhat forced to take on the role of the calmer person due to Ayato's aggressive behavior at times. He liked having you with him all the time, showing you off as if you were a priced possession of his. In a way you were as Ayato deeply loved you and he couldn't have cared less about the fact that the both of you were the same gender. As long as he kept on being the best he could have whatever he wanted after all in his mind. It was his forceful and aggressive temper that ultimately led to your death though as you had started making friends with new people, something he couldn't have despised more. A shouting match between the two of you where he demanded from you to drop those pathetic friends of yours, a violent hit to your head as you dared to stand up properly against him for the first time since your friendship had started and a dull thud as your body fell to the ground, eyes glossy with the unmistakable haze of death. Why do you humans have to be so fragile?

🥇​None of this is his fault! He didn't do anything wrong! Those are words he constantly yells at his brothers as soon as he even thinks that they're trying to bring the incident up to him. It's all your fault for being so stupid to go against him! You-you should have known better than going against his demands... No matter how often he repeats those accusations, no matter how loud he yells them at someone, they never get through to him as his heart remains unconvinced. Unconsciously he is probably aware that he is at least partially responsible for your death as he should have been better at controlling his own strength yet it is his own arrogance and pride that doesn't allow his mind this realisation. The following decades he tries desperately to feed into his own ego by picking up hobby after hobby, especially ones involving physical activity to master them and convince himself that it wasn't his own lack of control over his own body that was to blame on your death. Yet still he finds himself constantly turning around, green eyes searching for you when he scores a goal or masters a sport only to be reminded that you are dead as his mood instantly worsens.

🥇​Sometimes Ayato finds himself still approaching a certain place that remains special in his heart. An abandoned building at the edge of town that has decayed over the years only more. It's a place where he met you for the first time many years ago and both of you used to play around here though he would always win against you and puff out his chest whilst proclaiming himself to be the best. He's been avoiding the ruined building ever since your death but in the last few years he has occasionally found himself walking down the streets to stare at it from outside the rusty fences. It is the sound of a ball being kicked against the walls that peaks his curiosity and his eyes suddenly narrow. This is his special place even though he hasn't entered in decades... Who dares to tread on it? He effortlessly climbs up the fences though he initially hesitates to step on the property again. His eyes are able to pick up the sight of the intruder from this high though, someone who looks very familiar. You on the other hand nearly jump out of your skin when he storms over to you and grabs you by the hem of your shirt. Is this a fucking joke?? If it is, he is everything but amused!

Sakamaki Kanato

🧸​Kanato has attached himself to you from the moment you gained his obsessive interest. After all besides Teddy he had no one else in his life so he was ecstatic and giddy to have finally found someone who could care for him and spend time with him. It has never been easy to deal with Kanato and his explosive and highly sensitive emotions. The worst thing that came out of it was the isolation that came with being Kanato's victim of obsession. A situation that had always been very dangerous turned into pure peril when he threatened to kill the person you had recently gotten close too, clutching his plushie tightly against his chest as he did so. Why would you betray him like this in the first place? He thought that you were happy with him... Isn't he more than enough for you? You're so greedy and selfish!! Your mistake on that day was trying to reason with him even though no logic would have worked on Kanato on that moment as the accusations piled up. You didn't love him! You wanted to leave him! He didn't want that... He didn't want to be left alone... That's why he killed you on that day in a frenzy as his hysteria got the better of him and stabbed you to death.

🧸​He kept your corpse and pretended that you were still alive until the scent of rotting flesh threatened to shatter his sanity and he had to burn you. Unable to live without you though he instantly created a life-sized doll of yours and dressed it up with the clothes he still had of you so that it would even smell like you. Everything continued as if you were still there as his brain couldn't accept the reality that you had died and that he had been the one who had done it. Yes, in death they couldn't take you away from him but he hadn't considered in the moment of hysteria that he couldn't have you anymore either. As if to brush over this moment as if it had never happened he acted like you were still alive as he held tea parties and wheeled the puppet around the mansion, even taking you to meals where he tried to feed you. None of his other brothers spoke up and mentioned his deteriorating mental health as Kanato's mind created the delusion that you were still there as he even hallucinated that the puppet was speaking to him and answering his question. It was all a delicate delusion though that needed not to be shattered under any circumstances or else he would snap and turn into a maniac.

🧸​Nothing has happened. You were never gone. A protective shield for his mind to not completely shut down. He's currently outside in a field of flowers as the moon shines in the sky, collecting some bouquets for the next tea party he plans to hold at midnight with you again. When he looks up though, he lets out a strangled sound when his eyes land on your form walking relaxed around outside, a cookie in your mouth as you hold a packet filled with sweets you just bought in town. For a short moment there is a crushing dread of realisation threatening to shatter him yet his mind pulls up its walls in the last moment. Cold hands grasp your own and you nearly get a heart attack as you turn around only to see a pale and sick-looking man standing right behind you, asking you with a trembling voice what you are doing outside. Both of you are about to have a tea party and you were supposed to wait for him. Then his eyes land on the packet of sweets which you dropped on the ground. If you wanted new sweets you could have just told him instead of leaving without his permission... Well, he'll punish you later. For now the both of you should return to the mansion.

Sakamaki Laito

🎹​Laito saw the fact that the both of you are of the same gender not as a hurdle and more like a new and exciting adventure waiting to be uncovered by him. After all he truly couldn't care less about what gender you are. He's just taking it for what it is and goes for what he desires without any hesitation. Though he does understand that the time period the both of you are living in wasn't very accepting of couples of the same sex at the time. He didn't need their approval though as all he would have really needed to do was whisk you away and keep you in the mansion where hw ould have been able to do whatever he desired to do with you. Jealousy had already led him to kill people his mother had taken as temporary lovers and it was jealousy that fueled the crime of him murdering your secret lover and by accident you as well when he found out that you had kept the relationship a secret from him though the way you had reeked of someone else had given it away. He hadn't intended to stab you but when you had tried to fight against him to defend your already half-dead lover, he accidentally drove the knife right through your heart.

🎹​To this day he still blames your lover for your death. He didn't let them touch you when you bled out on the ground as he stomped on their hand and broke all their bones in it, didn't listen to their pleas as he had twirled the knife around in his hand with a new icy ire burning in his green eyes and he didn't even stop torturing them long after their heart had stopped beating. Initially Laito simply tried to dismiss his feelings for you now that you were gone and tried to move on. He whored around with other people from women to men to everything else as if to convince himself that perhaps his feelings for you hadn't been anything special to begin with as it might have been simply a fleeting moment of excitement and ecstasy yet his mind always drifts to you whenever his tongue is in the mouth of someone else. There is a sick feeling in his stomach whenever he undresses someone or his current companion touches him suggestively and he gets no pleasure and relief whenever he fucks someone for as soon as the moment of ecstasy passes by his mind is overcome with a disgust he didn't know he could feel. Temporary freedom only lasts for a few seconds before he's back where he started.

🎹​On that night he finds himself going once again through all pubs in town in search for those few seconds of blissful forgetfullness, a dangerous addiction he has developed to escape from the clutches of disgust and guilt. The smell of alcohol is especially bitter when he hits up the bar where he met you nearly half a century ago, green eyes darting around in search of his next victim. That's when his eyes are drawn to a figure sitting alone on the counter and from behind their silhoutte reminds him painfully much of you. His feet move on their own as he steps closer to the counter and the closer he gets, the more a sweet fragrance of blood invades his nose and mind. Green eyes narrow as he lays a hand on the shoulder of the person who turns around surprised when feeling his palm. For the first time in his life Laito is unable to come up with a witty reply as he stares into your face, in disbelief at who he is looking at. His grip subconsciously tightens on your shoulder as if not wanting to let you go and it is only when you let out an uncomfortable wince that he snaps out of it. A smooth grin covers up his shock as he slides down the sit next to you, green eyes gleaming with a predatory glint as he offers to order you a few more drinks.

Sakamaki Subaru

⬜​Subaru has always considered himself to be an unwanted monster that would only hurt the people he cares about which is why he has closed his heart so that he may never get attached to anyone only to be reminded of how unwanted he really is. It's painful for him to see how you slowly peel him out of his shell as emotions he has troubles to properly grasp bloom inside of him. It is all so agonising, confusing and somewhere in between that it is even a bit beautiful yet he is wavering, unsure whether to trust you with his heart. He should have never trusted you to begin with. Of course you wouldn't want him. The pain and heartbreak that assaults him the moment he finds out that you have already a lover and plan to propose to them tear his heart out of his chest and the sheer agony that comes with it has him entering a screaming rage he cannot control. His vision is simmering red as his wrath takes over and has him lashing out. His hands are coated with blood, your blood, when he comes to his senses only to be plunged into his next despair as he realises that he lost complete control and killed not only your lover but also you.

⬜​The stench of blood never leaves his hands nor does the sickening warm and sticky feeling of it. He swears that it's still there, reeking and reminding him that he truly is a monster destined to kill anyone important to him. Sometimes he spends an hour washing and rubbing his hands until they are raw to clean himself of that cursed smell and feeling yet it is a mark that stays with him to remind him of his grave sin. Subaru withdraws himself completely from the outside for a while and hides in his room, locks himself away as if thinking that he is a beast that has to be put behind bars. He most likely thinks that he is. The agony and the grief comes in periods. Sometimes he manages to push it all down so that only his heart is aching and sometimes the walls break into pieces and the flood of emotions bursts out of him. Hot and salty tears cascade down his cheeks as a scream of anguish escapes his lips as furniture is shattered and walls receive cracks as he violently punches around him until he calms down and sits in the destruction his anger has caused with dull eyes.

⬜​Sometimes he even neglects taking care of the roses in the garden, his confidence to care for things weaker than him utterly shattered as he thinks of himself as incapable of even nurturing the flowers. It takes him time until he slowly starts picking up this hobby of his again though he remains distant and cold to everyone else around him, his roses the only thing he seems to care about anymore. Sometimes he visits a florist in town to buy some new buds to plant into the garden of the mansion, although he always hurries with his shopping as this shop brings back too many memories. It is there though that his heart blossoms once again because as soon as he walks in he spots you arranging flowers into bouquets, your eyes meeting his as you greet him cheerfully. He stops right there, his body no moving a muscle as if subconsciously afraid that as soon as he moves, he'll do something terrible. His emotions leave him trembling as he can't help the stinging tears threatening to escape his eyes all whilst you give him a concerned look as he feels his control slowly slipping away from him. Shit! Why after all of this time?

Mukami Ruki

📘​Ruki has always liked to give you more trust due to the fact that you were also a man as he had lost faith in the loyalty of women after his own mother left his father and him for another man, leading inevitably to the downfall of his life. You were supposed to be better than this... You weren't supposed to also leave him behind... Yet his world is shaken when it is revealed to him that you have accepted an apprenticeship far away from the town he is residing in with his other brothers, oblivious to his own horror as you deliver him the news whilst looking so excited. Are you really so selfish that you would prioritise your own dreams over him? All Ruki wanted was to prevent you from leaving, all he intended to do was to weaken your body with drugs so that you wouldn't be able to take the long journey to the new town. A twinge of paranoid fear caused him to put in too much of the drugs into your food though as he wanted to be sure that they'd do their job which led him to give you an overdose that ultimately led to your death.

📘​Responsibilities have always rested on his shoulders as he is essentially the leader of the Mukami brothers and so he intends to focus on his duties instead of taking the time to mourn. He tells himself that he shouldn't mourn a person who wanted to abandon him in the first place and that you probably never loved him to begin with yet even to the eyes of his brothers it is obvious that Ruki is suffering. As soon as they attempt to console them though he shuts them up as he insists with a slightly clenched jaw that he is completely fine and that they are worried over nothing. On the inside he feels like he is rotting away though and as much as he tries to push that thought away, the emptiness that is crying out inside of him becomes harder to blend out until one day Ruki breaks down for a moment, leaving the rest of his brothers to care for him on that day as he just spends his time being a mess before he shakily puts himself together the next day, making all of his brothers swear that they never mention your name again nor his outburst.

📘​For decades no one in the mansion mentions your name and Ruki continuously tells himself that this is for the best as he wants to bury you in the past. There is no remedy for the bittersweet memories though that have been haunting him ever since your death nor for the slimy dread that clings to him whenever he realises that it is his own fault that you died. He's on the other side of the street when he happens to glance over to the other side, staring through the windows of a pharmacy that has been there since nearly 200 years. He remembers the place very well since he met you there for the first time and he remembers the place well because he purchased the ingredients for the drug that ultimately killed you in the same store. In there everything began and also ended. Truly poetic, isn't it? It's not his memories that cause him to stop though as he stares at the pharmacy. It's the sight of a familiar figure that has his body pausing and his throat tightening. He's rushing over to the store in the next second, almost experiencing a tunnel vision as he can only focus on you. He slams the package of pills you've purchased right out of your hands, visions of your dead body haunting him.

Mukami Kou

🎤​Kou has never really given much of a care that both of you were of the same gender. He's been sexually explored by other people as a young child and for that knows firsthand of the evil that others carry in their hearts, regardless of their sex. It's his ability to see through the true heart of people that has him enamored with you as he realises that you have a pure heart which allows him to give you his full trust. One day though you confess to him that your parents have become aware of your friendship with him, precisely of Kou's feelings for you which you remain oblivious to at the moment and have threatened to disinherit you if you do not distance yourself from him. That is when Kou makes a plot to get rid of your parents as he won't tolerate anyone to get in the way of him and you. All was carefully planned out. He'd lure you away before setting your parents house on fire at night so that they'd die in there yet you figure his plan out. The words you yell at him that night before rushing into the burning house will haunt him forever as you admit that you wish you'd never met him before you try to save your parents only to die together with them.

🎤​He could have stopped you. He should have stopped you. You were only a human after all whilst he is a vampire. It's your words that completely froze him though and disabled him to work properly as his mind went into numbing shock after having heard your words. He wanted you to take those words back yet you died in the fire and left those words that told him that he was unwanted by you as an eternal curse that has been sticking with him ever since. Those words echo inside his head and for the first years following your death they drag him down into a hysteric depression. He cannot go to sleep at all as your disappointed and angered face haunts his vision, your voice telling him that he is someone you never wished to have met over and over again so that he wakes up not even half an hour after he has gone to bed, in tears and babbling incoherent words. He writes a lot of songs about you but never finishes them as he either draws a blank and starts breaking down in tears or rips them apart as his emotions get the better of him. Not even his brothers can help to piece his broken self together.

🎤​He's sitting outside on that day, dull eyes observing a lake where the both of you used to hang out often back when you were still alive. He's on his own, something he hasn't been in decades as he hasn't left the mansion since your death and was too broken to be on his own which left his brothers no choice but look out more for him. There is nothing in particular on his mind as he gazes at the lake until a melody catches his ears. Normally he would have just blended it out like he has done music a lot in those years since your death yet there is something very familiar as he listens as someone plays the strings of the guitar. That's a melody you always used to play... Suddenly it's like someone lit a fire under him as he jumps up, eyes flying over the field surrounding the lake until he covers a small figure also sitting here, playing on a guitar they brought with them. Initially he wants to demand from where they know that melody as this is something that only belonged to you and for that shouldn't be played by anyone else but poisonous words die down when he catches a better sight of them and realises that it is you. He stands there motionlessly, listening to the song as tears start to escape his eyes.

Mukami Yuma

🌱​Yuma has been sceptical about the whole situation from the moment he found out that he had feelings for you. Not necessarily because the both of you were men as he had always been an outcast and would have been considered that all the more if the humans would have figured out that he was now also a vampire. It was more the aspect of being in love that made him somewhat doubtful as he had quite an iffy mindset about it all. You didn't know at that time that he was a vampire and he knew what the rest of the village you lived in thought of creatures of the night. Who was to tell that you wouldn't try to cast him out in the name of god as well if you were to discover his true nature? Unfortunately that was exactly what happened and your reaction was as fearful as expected as you instantly tried to get away from him. He tried to explain it to you, tried to get you to listen but you had been indoctrinated with the same nonsense all other villagers believed in. Shut up... He just wanted you to shut up for a moment as he pressed his hands over your mouth, applying too much pressure and accidentally breaking more than just a few bones that were the reason for your death.

🌱​It was on that day that he became aware just how much stronger he had gotten since he had been turned into a vampire as he held your limp body in his arms. He doesn't want to be consoled by any of his brothers though as he turns around or growls at them to shut up as soon as he senses that they want to talk with him about the accident. Yuma doesn't try to blame anyone else for this though as he acknowledges that this is solely his fault. Your reaction was to be expected and he should have known best just how much strength he possessed. There is no chance he wants to give himself to grieve though. He has never openly bemoaned anyone before and for that he doesn't quite know how to do so. Instead he spends a lot of time in his garden and tends to his vegetables and plants, though he can't help but always be reminded that those fragile things could be even easier ripped apart by his hands than you were. Yuma needs a long time until finally he starts cracking as he has just tried to bear the sorrow up until that point and even he is startled by the silent tears that drip down his face without any warning.

🌱​There are some pretty cherry blossom trees in a forest near the city and they have been there even longer than the village built nearby. Yuma visits them once a year when the pink and delicate flowers are in full bloom, a little tradition he has been carrying on even if you have been gone for over a century now. Some of the pink petals rain down on him on that night as he walks through the little valley of the trees, the fresh scent of the blossoming flowers an aroma that surrounds the entire place. At this late at night it is rather rare for people tos visit this place which is why he is mildly annoyed when he catches sight of someone sneaking around, his mood instantly ruined as he wanted to have a peaceful stroll for himself. Until a breeze passes through the forest, carrying next to the scent of cherry blossoms another aroma with it. His previously worsened mood is instantly replaced with shocked disbelief as he instantly recognises that smell. It only takes him a few large strides to close the distance between him and the other person. He suddenly appears behind you like a large and looming shadow, his eyes narrowed as he grabs one of your arms to prevent you from running.

Mukami Azusa

🔪​Azusa has never had the courage to tell you about his growing feelings for you. Yes, he has always been very clingy and attached to you but he has been like this even when his feelings for you were still largely platonic. His behavior did increase though when a different kind of love started blossoming inside of him. Truly, he doesn't care about who his darling is as long as he feels comforted and safe in their presence which is precisely what you give him. Perhaps if he would have found the courage to confess to you things would have turned out differently as he instead has to bear witness how someone else confesses their love to you before he does. He wants to plead you to not accept but his tongue feels like it has turned to led as he instead has to watch how you accept their confession and start a relationship with them. All he intended to do was to threaten your partner a bit yet they had to start acting so rudely and hurt his own feelings whilst flaunting that you only loved them before he started attacking them. You had heard the noises inside the house, tried to stop him and ended up taking the fatal blow.

🔪​His brothers find him sitting in the bloody mess of two corpses, his own body clinging to yours as he keeps on begging you to wake up again, whispering you that your now cold skin terrifies him just as much as the vacant expression in your eyes. They have to tear him carefully away from your body, something Azusa can only object weakly to as he begs his brothers to not separate you from him. He loses all will to live for a while as he asks his brothers shakily if they could stab him in the same place where he stabbed you, tears in his eyes as he admits that he was the one who killed you and even if his brothers do try to console him and tell him that it was a terrible accident, Azusa is inconsolable. He's closely monitored for a long time as his older brothers all fear that he might try to harm himself somehow. Azusa himself withdraws himself from reality as he spends most of the time hidden under his blanket, rarely getting up and not speaking for months. The only sounds he makes are those of silent sobs, the tears never seeming to dry off no matter how much and how long he cries quietly.

🔪​It takes him years before he gathers the strength to leave the mansion again and whilst he avoids the place where he took your life vehemently, he finds himself often returning to the location where he met you for the first time in an attempt to think of the happy memories. It's a random alleyway where you found him for the first place and offered ro bandage his wounds he had inflicted on himself on that day. As if hoping that you'll return if he does it again, Azusa often cuts himself in the same alleyway before sitting down and waiting there, looking like a wet cat with no place to return to. Some people do approach him but he ignores them since none of them are you and if they bother him too much normally all it takes is a rather dangerous look in his eyes and the flash of his knife for them to disappear. Then one day you do appear though, 80 years after your death and Azusa can barely believe what he is looking at as you ask him worriedly if he needs some band-aids for his cuts. In the next moment he is suddenly clinging to your legs, tears dropping down his eyes as he sobs out apologies for an accident you do not know of.

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