#NOE HUG HIM

[briebysabs]

I’m so glad Domi brought this up bc one of Noe’s main character flaws is his recklessness. His straightforward thinking can cause him to have tunnel vision and completely forget his own self. Bc of that some ppl have mischaracterized him as having little intelligence.

But we see that clearly isn’t the case, Noé can think on his feet, observe, and learn from his environment quickly. Noé is very emotionally intelligent otherwise how would he deal with Vanitas on a constant basis? How would he comfort and assure Domi, befriend Roland, inspire Jean-Jacques? But while his reckless nature can be endearing at times, it’s also very concerning. There are several things Noé has done that, from a certain angle, looks kinda crazy. And to me, this all boils down to the fact that Noé does not consider himself in the equation. Him seeing himself as strong or unkillable isn’t from pride or naivety, it’s complete lack of awareness towards himself.

Because Noé doesn’t see himself as a person.

And when you follow that thread, a lot makes sense. His fear of being an Archiviste, the disgust he had when there’s some relief that Louis didn’t kill him, being kidnapped and treated like an object for who knows how long. Teacher calling him “mon chaton” and raising Noé like a fucking pet. Not telling people of his past. And this is what we know of. Noe acts like he doesn’t have an identity, he exists for others, for memories, as a weapon, as a “saviour”. Noé hasn’t realized that he is a person whose feelings are valid, who isn’t a machine and can die or fail, his life matters just as much as the people he cares about.

[cowcowwow]

I washed my Joe Sparrow plushie two days ago and HE'S SO SOFT NOW

[littencloud9]

STOP STOPPP IM SO CONFLICTED OVER WHAT TO SHIP IN THIS DAMN SHOW

[localoceanqueer]

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[thewritetofreespeech]

Could I request Noe and Vanitas with an s/o who will ditch their hugs so they can cuddle cute things like plushies, children, and cats? S/o means no harm, though. If they see something cute, they'll only focus on that one thing

Noé

He can't really argue with them.

Noe has a weakness for cute things as well. Look at who he is courting?

Honestly, they probably would both be enamored with the cuteness (especially cats). So it's not a big hurdle for them.

Buys them all the plushies they gush over if his wallet, and floor space where they are staying, can afford it.

Vanitas

He is…less supportive of their distraction.

We all know that Vanitas has deep seeded abandonment issues. So, he feels like when they “take off” that they are abandoning him.

They always come back but he feels like his attention & company is second.

He also had problems communicating, so he doesn’t express those feelings. Instead he just pouts and, on extreme occasions, scares the cats away.

[the-moth-archives]

☾Hugs n Cuddles - Moon Knight System☾

Type: Fluff, small hunt/comfort for Marc

Word Count: 537

Notes: hello !! first I would like to say thank you for all the love on my previous post !! it makes me so happy that other people like my stuff !! I'd also like to announce that I have made character playlists for both Steven and Mark !! I will drop the Spotify scans at the end of the blog :D also i'll have a Ghost the Band fic in queue for those who found me thought that !! thank you all !!

i personally think the Moon Knight system is obsessed with cuddles and being closed to someone in general. all those years being lonely and being treated terribly makes them all crave attention but some of them are more scared of that affection.

Steven is not scared of physical contact and is over the moon when you touch him. sometimes when he has a bad day and sees you laying on the couch or bed, he olympic dives straight into you. if Steven was a cat, he’d be purring constantly and would never shut up. 

he mostly likes sleeping on top of you in someway. sometimes he goes completely dead weight on your back and woild stay there, if you’d let him. if you can’t handle too much weight on you, no worries! he can opt out for laying in your chest with his leg wrapped above yours like a body pillow. 

Jake is in the middle between physical contact but once he’s used to you and you get closer, he’s also just as clingy. if you’re shorter than him, he likes to drape himself on you like a coat. if you’re taller, he’s strapped to your back. he mostly likes to hold you, pressing you close to his side as you fall asleep or watch something on the TV

where ever you stand with your back turned to him, he always comes up to you and snakes his arms around you, pushing his face into your neck and smelling you. speaking of that, he loves how you smell; he’ll buy you scarfs so you can wear them for a bit, get your smell on it, then he takes it and wears it when he’s out and you’re not with him.

Marc definitely took a long time but you were so patient and so gentle with him. the first time you actually got to hug him was through Steven - you and Steven were cuddling on the couch when suddenly his body got really tense and a little shaky. you noticed it was Marc and you tried to pull away but he just kept you there. no words were exchanged the rest of the night. but after that night, he started opening up to your touch.

he LOVES when you cup his face. coo at him and he’ll melt in your hands. he loves noes kisses SO MUCH. he’s also obsessed with your smell. sometimes he likes to make a loud sniffing noise when he’s buried in your neck just to make you laugh and call him weird. you just smell like home to him. he also loves when you hold him no matter what size/hight you are, it makes him feel so safe. his favorite though is when he comes home late from his Moon Knight duties and he either lays his head on your chest when you’re on your back OR curl himself into you when you’re on your side. his favorite, FAVORITE, thing that you do is when you quietly sit together as you cup his face and run your thumbs up and down his cheeks or just rubbing his face in general. he just really likes his face touched.

pls just pet them all

^ the playlists !! warning, the songs are pretty sad :(

[eclecticqueennerd]

Bad Idea Right?

*inspired by the song ‘Bad Idea Right?’ by Olivia Rodrigo.

*Language, smut, violence, breakup, alcohol consumption* Billy Butcher x reader

It’s been a few months since you left the boys. The direction Butcher was leading the group was a surefire plan to get you all killed and you wanted nothing to do with it. Convincing Butcher to take a moment to mull plans over instead of going in guns blazing was a tall order, one that ultimately made you decide that a relationship with him was not worth your life. You tried to convince the rest of the gang to leave but all that got you was a bunch of noes and a broken heart. Butcher, even with all his asshole ways, held your heart in his hand and it hurt to walk away from him. At least you have Annie keeping you company.

-Wyd 2nite?

Tearing your eyes away from the TV as you lounged on the dingy bed of your motel room Grace Mallory stashed you in, you typed out your response to Annie.

-nm, u?

-wanna meet up w Kimiko n go out?

-yass!

You and Annie meet up with Kimiko just outside of a nightclub. After you gather and exchange hugs, you go in and begin drinking and dancing to the heavy bass playing on the stereo. Multicolored lights flash all around you as you allow yourself to succumb to the party atmosphere. After the song ends, the three of you spot a booth off in the corner of the club and make your way there, stopping at the bar to refill your drinks. The three of you catch up. Annie was still in Vought Tower, Kimiko still working with Frenchie and The Boys. Kimiko gives a recount of how everyone else was doing in the group, including Butcher.

‘He really misses you.’ Kimiko signs. ‘We all really miss you. You should come back.’ You shake your head.

“No, I think it’s better for me to stay away. Butchers gonna get someone killed.” You could feel vibration coming from your phone in the pocket of your dress. Lifting it in front of your blurry eyes you blink a few times to clear them. You try to make out the name but it’s an unknown number, you declined the call.

“Besides, he probably hates me now.” Vibration came from your phone again. *Decline* Another call from the unknown number.

“He doesn’t hate you, y/n. I don’t think-” Annie begins to say but then you interject,

“I’m sorry, I gotta take this. This asshole keeps calling me.” Walking out of the club, you answer the call and before you can talk, you hear a gruff voice on the other line,

“Y/n?” You’d recognize that voice from anywhere. The last time you heard him speak was four months ago when you told him you were breaking up with him.

“Y/n, you there?”

“Butcher?”

“I need your help.”

“What happened?”

“I’m hurting real bad. I need you to come help me.”

“If you’re really that hurt-”

“Y/n, please.” You hear the desperation in his voice. He never begs for anything; he must be down bad. You let out an exasperated sigh and then *click*.

“Butcher? Billy?” You look at the phone screen and see that the call has ended. *ping* An address pops up on your phone. You sigh again. Tapping the edge of your phone on your forehead in frustration, you make your decision. You meet up with Annie and Kimiko and tell them that you’ll catch up with them later, you’ve got something you have to deal with. Rather, someone. But you didn’t dare tell them that.

Hailing a cab and telling the driver the address, you kept thinking this was not a good idea. From what you heard from the gang; Butcher did not take the breakup well. He broke things, drank more, and pushed everyone to their breaking point. MM had to leave the group to regain his sanity, only to return shortly after leaving. Kimiko recounted that Butcher was better when you were around. So why the hell was he calling you if you caused him so much pain? Watching the progression of your map marker reach its destination on Google Maps, your heart began to beat harder in your chest. The car stopped outside of a tall brick building. Tipping the cab driver you made your way in, texting Butcher and asking which level and unit he was in.

Trekking up the steps, heart pounding in your chest, the blurriness in your eyes from the booze now cleared, you made your way to his door. *knock, knock, knock* The door swung open, and across the threshold was Billy Butcher. Still the same handsome man you turned to putty for not too long ago. He stood before you shirtless, clad in green sweatpants. Your mouth went dry, and the screaming thoughts in your brain telling you to march right back down those steps ceased. The two of you just stood there, staring at each other.

“You uhh… gonna let me in or what?” Butcher blinks and then makes an opening for you to slip through. Hearing the soft click of the door shut behind you, you take in the emptiness of his studio apartment. The only furniture in the room was a pull-out bed with tangled sheets, coffee table covered in empty alcohol bottles and a box TV on a beat-up nightstand. You feel guilty for a moment as when the two of you were together, the apartment you lived in never got to this state.

“You said you were hurt?” You said as you turned around to face Butcher. He just stands there, holding a sweating beer bottle in his hand, eyes scanning you up and down. His eyes settle on your cleavage. You snap your fingers to get his attention. It works.

“What did you need help with?” Butcher explains that he needed to be patched up on his back. Turning him around you see that it’s scratches with some gravel lodged in the deeper lacerations. Most of the wounds were superficial, and none of them needed sutures.

“Jesus what did you do tonight, Butcher?”

“Got in a tussle. You gon help me or not?”

“Yeah, turn around.” As you begin cleaning the wounds on Butcher's back, your thoughts then return telling you that you should not be here and you should have gotten MM to clean his back up. After using a tweezer to pull out the small bits of gravel from his back, you grabbed a paper towel and doused it with hydrogen peroxide.

“This is gonna sting.” Before you got a reply out of him, Butcher hissed at the light dabbing you placed on his wounds with the paper towel. As he hissed, you saw the muscles in Butcher's back tense, reminding you of the times he had you on your back and was fucking up into you, head cradled in the crook of your neck, giving you a perfect view of his shoulders and back. You shake your head.

“Okay all done. Be more careful next time.” Throwing the used items in the trash bag and make your way to the bathroom to wash your hands in the bathroom sink. Splashing cold water on your face, makeup be damned, attempting to slow down the growing desire in your core. Walking out of the bathroom, you spot a Hawaiian shirt on the floor, torn and bloody. You look down to inspect it.

“Aw man, this was the shirt I gave you for your birthday. It’s fucked.” You see Butcher pouring two glasses of amber-colored liquor, and he offers you a glass.

“My favorite shirt.” He replies. You shake your head to decline the drink, but Butcher, being who he is, insists. Yanking the glass out of his hand and downing the amber liquid in one gulp, you set the glass down on the counter. You give him a brief goodbye and walk toward the door. Butcher grabs your wrist; you turn and see a silent plea in his eyes. Your brain screaming at you to fly down those steps and out of the building, your heart telling you to be in his arms again. He’s not good for you, he’ll get you killed.

Fuck it, it's fine. You pull Butcher down into a feverish kiss. His mouth met yours with as much passion. You both shuffle to the edge of the pull-out bed, and you push Butcher backward. He falls back easily, letting you take the lead. You go to remove your dress when Butcher places his hands on yours and assists you in pulling it over your head. Once the garment was removed, you straddle Butcher and continue kissing him with the same fiery passion as before, his hands roaming all over your exposed form. You sit up and rock your hips against his, generating some friction for your needy core. Locking eyes with him, you see that Butcher's hazel iris is now covered by his pupils, eyes entirely covered in black. After a few more hip gyrations, Butcher pulls you back down to kiss you. He poured everything into the kiss, tongues, and teeth clashing. You pull away from Butcher and help him lower his sweatpants. Once free, you grab ahold of his throbbing cock and pump it a few times then line it up to your core, rubbing the tip along your slit. Butcher moans. As you sank down on him, you feel your cunt stretch to take all of him in. Once at full hilt, you take a moment to pause to get used to feeling him inside you again. Butcher sat up and rubbed your cheek with his thumb, wiping a few tears you didn’t realize were falling.

“I’ve missed you luv.” Butcher said as he stared into your eyes. It was as if he was looking into your soul, searching for something. You leaned forward and gave him a soft kiss on his lips as you began moving yourself on his cock. Butcher groaned, wrapping one hand around the back of your head and wrapped the other around your waist. The two of you moved in sync, you grind your hips to meet his light thrusts, gasps and moans filling the apartment. You feel the coil in your belly begin to tighten, Butcher felt it too. He then flips the two of you over to where you’re lying on your back and he’s positioned above you, grabbing your legs to wrap around his waist. He buried his head in the crook of your neck as he began to quicken his pace.

“Billy, don’t’ stop… I’m close.” You pant. Butcher takes his right hand and begins to rub circles around your clit, which pushed you over the edge. Butcher follows shortly after, spilling his cum into you with a roar. The two of you lay on the bed, fighting to catch your breath. After a few moments, you get up from the bed to get dressed. Looking for your dress under the bed, Butcher reaches his hand out and gently places it on top of yours. You look up at him and he says,

“Stay with me.” The internal struggle was real at this moment. Your brain tells you to leave, that this man was no good, but you loved Butcher. In the end, your heart won the battle, and you climbed in next to Butcher, snuggling up next to his side. Butcher whispered sweet nothings into your ear, promising you all the things that he said he would do from now on, and that he loved you. Silence fell between you. Just before Butcher fell asleep, you said,

“You know, Annie was proud of me for getting out. She’s gonna be pissed to hear that we’re back together.” Butcher turns his head to look at you.

“What’re you gonna tell her?”

“Oh, I dunno… maybe that I tripped and fell into your bed.” the two of you chuckle before falling into a restful sleep.

[twstxreader]

Could I request headcanons of Ace, Jamil, and Malleus with an s/o that likes to hang upside down and give them a surprise kiss?

ACE, JAMIL AND MALLEUS WHO LIKES TO GIVE THEM SURPRISED KISSES!

ACE

Everytime you swing upside down and kiss him he always shits himself but quickly act as if i didn't phase him

After you've kissed him he would gently flick your foreheads with a smirk on his phase teasing you about how clingy you are to him

He would always have his guard up whenever he can't see you always expecting you to pop out though it never works and you always manage to surprise him.

JAMIL

Whenever you suddenly swing out of nowhere and kiss him he would at first freeze then smile lightly and playfully pinch your noes and gently scold you to be more careful

Like ace he would always be in guard and after a long day of babysitting kalim he would kinda look forward to your surprises and would probably drag you off to his room for some cuddles and to destress whenever you eventually appear

Oh and please he would internally cry if you jump out while kalim is there bc it might make kalim want to join in aswell (not kissing him-- more like jumping out and hugging him kinda thing---) and he'd rather avoid such a circumstance.

MALLEUS

Oh malleus would adore this as soon are you pop out hand place your gentle lips against his cold ones his heart would melt and he's look at you with such soft eyes

And no you never scared him and to be fair he always knows were you are and would always makes sure to wander to were you were hiding so you could 'surprise' him with your kisses

Though with the hanging upside down thing and trying to scare him reminds him a lot of lilia which is quite amusing to him.

[the-s1lly-corner]

Could you do please do a gen reader who is obsessed with Jax and always calls him cute and follows him and he pretends he hates it but he actually likes having someone that isn’t annoyed by him for once.the reader could be very touchy and always try’s to pet him but Jax gets embarrassed cus when he gets pet he starts kicking his leg like a dog/bunny purring

I wouldn’t mind if you added a little NSFW to the story if ya want😏

Obsessed with you// Jax x reader!

Gonna pretend I didnt read that last part/lh/nm

Gonna try to answer a few more requests tonight; then I might draw and go to sleep! I'm a little behind on art, so I might work tomorrow on drawing... sits

I think the main reason he would hate the PDA is the embarrassment and vulnerability that can come with being flustered around others

Sometimes when you go to pet his head he probably tries to straighten his body and stand on his toes to keep the top of his head out of reach, assuming you're not tall enough to pet him like that

However, that being said behind closed doors hes all over you and trying to get every drop of affection he denied earlier; cuddles, hugs, kisses, stuff like that.... I hope you dont have any plans for the day, because hes not gonna let you go noe

"I'm NOT cute, I'm cool," or other similar phrases everytime you try to call him cute and adorable... honestly I think he wouldnt like being called cute; makes him think that you think hes like. Soft and vulnerable

Vulnerable

I think that's a big thing with jax, I think

Hes a bit of a hypocrite, though. Because he will try to make you flustered and embarassed in public, because he thinks it's both funny and charming

I think I had a post yesterday or the day before where it was flustered jax hcs, you may want to refer to that post for more hcs! He kind of treats flirting like a game/competition sometimes and hes a soooooore loser

[aridatinas-art]

My copy of the Book of Bill finally arrived after two months (tusen takk, Norli! Jeg skal aldri bestille fra dere igjen med mindre det er noe mainstream (: </3 ) and I just got to the Missing Journal Pages ..

.. and omg?? I've only read the first page as of writing this, but I want to hug this man so badly. He's trying his best at being friendly and the townsfolk are just being mean towards him )),:

[aliceisathome]

Oh noes. I feel slightly let down by the Wandee Goodday finale. It was bittersweet.

The sweet:

Yak winning the title fight and overcoming his fears - reveal of the hooded figure as himself was great. His speech and the hug/spin of Dee was bloody lovely.

Nice bed scene - gentle and loving (still ended up on the floor though) and I must confess that when Dee sent Yak off to find something that he was going to come back to find Dee nekkid wearing just the belt. Sadly, no.

Kao getting his own sweetie to cuddle.

Another appearance of Cafe for All - if Golf actually opened this in Bangkok they would make a fortune.

Yei and Cher's wedding (yay first BL wedding after same sex marriage legalised - well done GMMtv).

Dee FINALLY saying he loved Yak - I may have teared up a bit when he said he loved him more every day). I'd been shouting TELL HIM YOU FOOL at the screen the entire episode.

The bitter:

NO SINGING - we made it nearly all the way to the end

Dee is going to be abroad for 'several years'. Several years? SEVERAL YEARS. Nope. Nope. How could you do that? Just nope. This is like the end of HiStory: Trapped with Tang Yi going to prison. You can't just end with them split up for years and expect me to like it.

Redemption for Ter - all this happened over 4 months - he tried to manipulate Dee into giving up on the scholarship, he tried to SA Dee. Why is he even at the wedding?

Taem deserves someone waaay better than Ter. Gah.

[anidealistatbestburntoutatworst]

they put our boy thru so much craziness and for WHAT?!?! it’s like all he wants to do is just eat his tarte tatin and vibe but i guess the universe had other plans

Me loving Noé at the beginning of vnc: Oh it’s adorable!!!!

After catching up to the series: Oh it’s traumatized......

[phlurrii]

We saw Meau reaction to @/pokemon-ash-aus SM King, so how do u think the rest of the gang would react to him?

Assuming they could convince Meau to stop smothering him? Noe would probably sniff him, looking inside to check out his internal organs and goings on without the synergy stones impact to take notes.

Deca would bury themself into the neck fluff and attempt to ratatouille their way to world domination. Flurry would just… flop… and assert his dominance via said flop.

Ody would just be excited there’s another big fluffy cat he can hug, but now it’s his own age and they can get up to absolutely no good together. While Circe would attempt to brush his fur down. Through any means necessary. Including violence. Girly needs to be contained XD

@pokemon-ash-aus tagging to provide a link for those uninformed about the magnificence of King.

[fallingdownhell]

Hello! Could I request Vanitas and Noe coming home to a massive feast made by their s/o on their birthday?

Spoiling your significant other...always very cute!

Characters Included: Vanitas; Noé

Content: gender neutral reader; overall just fluff

Word count: 920 words

Have fun!

Vanitas

Having a birthday this early on in the new year meant that there weren't really all that many fun things to do

the weather was still cold most of the time, so not many people were and and about, prefering to stay in the comfort of a warm home

Vanitas was one of those people to get bored rather quickly when there was nothing exciting happening. Sitting around and doing nothing wasn't really something he enjoys. He's always out looking for some fun

his own birthday is no exception to that rule. Sure, he likes to spend that day with you, his most favourite and most important person in the world, but he still wants to do something

he's just a tad bit dissapointed when you tell him that you don't have the time to entertain him today

but he doesn't have much time to complain because a knock on the door sounds

Noé is here, dragging Vanitas out the door as soon as he lays eyes on the black haired male

they are out the entire day, doing whatever within the city (maybe causing some chaos here and there) but overall kept quite tame

he had a fun day, though it would have been better had you joined them on their endeavours

but as soon as he enters the house again, he is suddenly hit with the smell of freshly cooked food, which is suspicious to him

didn't you tell him that you didn't have time today?

he walks into the kitchen where he's greeted with an entire menu. It was like a four or five course meal

astounded, he just stood there, surprised by it, until you got him out of his trance again

apparently, you saying that you didn't have time was just a farce so that you could prepare all the food in peace. Noé just made sure that he was occupied the entire time

Vanitas wanted to be mad at you and say something, but seeing as all the food consisted of all his favourite dished, he bit his tongue and kept his mouth shut, thanking you with a kiss instead

you both enjoyed the food you made, talking and laughing while eating. He really liked your cooking, it tasted so good to him, better than anything else he had ever eaten

after you were both done, you took care of the dishes and all the cleaning up, telling him to just relax

later, you joined him in the living room where the two of you cuddled a bit more before you both decided to just take things up into the bedroom, where Vanitas thanked you properly for all the hard work you put in for him...

Noé

such a sweet man, and boyfriend!

honestly, there is not much decieving or anything else to be done with him

just straight up tell him that you have something planned for his birthday, but that you need time to prepare it

he will happily give you enough time, actually all the time you could possibly need

just say the word and he is out the house. No need to worry about him, he can find a way to pass the time

though he keeps telling you that you don't have to do anything for his birthday, but you keep insisting, so he just lets go of the topic, letting you do what makes you happy

so excited to find out what you have in mind for him. Can't help himself but trying to figure out what it could possibly be while being all hyped and giddy

once it's time for him to come back, he almost can't contain his excitement anymore. Like, literally, if he had some sort of tail, it would be wagging like crazy the entire time

immediately upon entering, he is hit with the smell of your cooking

excited, he throws his shoes off and runs into the kitchen, where you're currently in, adding the last finishing touches to the last dish

Noé takes a second to look over all the food, recognising all his favourite meals, divided into an entire five course meal

happy to receive such a thoughtful gift from you, he hugs you close to him, showering you in kisses, thanking you over and over again

you smile and giggle at his affection, but soon swatting him off of you, telling him that the food will if you don't start eating soon

you best believe he's enjoying every single bite he takes like it's the last in his life

he always tells you how divine he thinks your cooking is, but seeing him enjoy it so much is an entirely different feeling. One that fills you with pride that you're able to get that reaction out of him

after you're done, he stands up to take care of the dishes, but you shush him away, almost ordering him to leave the kitchen to let you take care of the mess

you need a bit more convincing but in the end, he relents, letting you handle it while he relaxes in the living room, though he keeps an eye on you from there

as soon as you're done, he pulls you onto the couch with him, where he cuddles you close, arms tightly closed around you

this time, no complaining or anything else is enough to make him stop showering you with praises, kisses and thank you's

after all, he has to show his appreciation for you in some way, right?

[thewritetofreespeech]

Can I request Noe and Vanitas with a busty tomboy s/o who likes to pull them into her chest when hugging them or when she's excited?

Noe + Vanitas w/ busty baby headcanons

Noe

Two exceptionally excited people just amping each other up, what could go wrong?

Noe would never admit this, because he is a gentleman (or at least not be aware he was admitting it), but he loves boobs.

Breasts are his favorite asset of the female species. They’re soft. They’re warm. They happily bounce around.

A partner with large breasts would be ideal, and he of course always likes hugs.

Have a hug from s/o, which is already very special, and then having the soft embrace of their ample mounds as well is a treat for any day.

Vanitas

He is…..less excited.

He does love & care about s/o, but physical affection has always been a challenge for him.

The sudden ‘attack’ of affection is also off putting. Coupled with the dual ‘assault’ of their chesticals in what seems to be always compromising clothing is a double whammy.

He doesn’t like large breasts. He prefers petite women.

Not that he’s against them one way or the other. A woman’s breasts are the least interesting part of them, in his opinion, as it matters about the person. He still doesn’t like them in his face though.

[dawn-moths]

I loved your noe fic so can I request #6 with noe please <3

i’ve honestly been wanting to write for noe again for a long time now so when i saw this i was like “yes!!” haha (i’ll get back to the wip i started for him someday)

prompt: moulding perfectly into each other's arms

character: noe archiviste (the case study of vanitas)

words: 671

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Growing up, you’d heard all kinds of rumors about the beings known as vampires.

“They’re blinded by their bloodlust,” you’d been told, “Even someone you might consider your closest friend would lose control and kill you if they were turned.”

“They’re terrible, vicious monsters,” went another. “They could never be regarded as anything close to human.”

You’d heard people talk about their red eyes, alluring but deadly, and their razor sharp fangs, glistening with the remnants of glossy crimson after they’d sucked a victim dry. Some people even thought they could shapeshift, recounting horrifying tales of bones bending and snapping and reforming to turn them into some revolting beast when they needed to feed.

You knew all of this was false, just the shameful result of the general public’s ignorance and fear of something they didn’t understand.

But you’d be lying if you hadn’t believed at least some of the stereotypes before you’d met Noe though. It had been quite interesting to learn what was fact and what was fiction the more comfortable you two had gotten around each other, but the one thing you’d been most surprised to find out, for whatever reason, was that, contrary to popular belief, vampires did not run cold.

In fact, when your skin was pressed against Noe’s or even when you two were simply cuddling up together fully clothed, he was so warm you sometimes worried he was running a fever and just didn’t know it yet.

Sometimes in the middle of midsummer nights, you’d wake up to find you’d kicked half the covers from you and even then, if you were still secured in his arms, you might have to carefully shimmy away from his grasp for just long enough for your body temperature to cool down a bit.

Noe usually slept shirtless, though he swore he wasn’t nearly as affected by his own body heat as you were— sometimes even seemed to wake up with a chill if you ended up stealing the sheets back once you’d fallen back asleep on the other side of the bed— and when the weather turned as warm as it had been as of late, he felt kind of guilty.

Because all he wanted to do at the end of the day was wrap his arms around you, savor the way your body fit perfectly against his, and drift off into a dreamless sleep, knowing he’d wake with you safe and sound in his comforting embrace right where he’d left you. Even if that meant, selfishly, that you’d end up a little warmer than you were comfortable with.

But you didn’t mind, because one of your favorite things about Noe was that he gave the best hugs in the world! He’d hold you for as long as you wanted if you were having a rough time and needed some comfort, but would also snuggle you close to him just for the sake of having you there, your back pressed against his chest or both of you lying face to face, limbs loosely entangled as your breathing fell in sync.

So, yes, while Noe’s eyes did sometimes take on a ruby hue when it came time for him to feed and more than once you’d gotten a glimpse of those pronounced canine fangs catching in the silvery moonlight, you knew he was the furthest thing there was from a vicious monster or a revolting beast.

Because you never felt more safe or more loved than when you felt his long arms draped around you, keeping you close where you’d both be lulled by each other’s scents, hearts beating as one and not a care in the world as you dozed off under the blanket of his natural warmth.

You just hoped that, one day, everyone else would come to understand and maybe even love vampires in the same way that you did, but for now, you were at least glad to enjoy the presence and protection of the one you were lucky enough to call your very own.

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