#dL oc

[cactachu]

how yui first meets mitsu! there was supposed to be a second page but i got burnt out and barely finished this one lol

[nuitthegoddess]

🌸🐺 Comfort

[uusercatt367]

More female DL Oc’s for Yui ???😧😧😨🤨🤨

Yes.

[subarus-gentle-butterfly]

HAPPY NEW YEARೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-

A/N: I figured even tho this was made for the 2024 holidays, it should still work for the 2025 new year. Going into 2025 with the same man I fell in love with nearly a decade ago. Miu, too.

Instagram and @subaruwu saw it first hehe

[summercreolefanfictioner]

diabolik lovers modern college au general headcanons (sakamaki brothers)

• the sakamaki bros don't live in the same house, except for the triplets bcos cordelia is the only legal wife of karl in this au (she's the first wife after all)

• shuu lives in one of beatrix's old condo unit while reiji in one of karl's mini house (yeah he has that house all by himself bcos kaaaaarl)

• subaru lives in the university dorm bcos he doesn't like relying on karl (well except for christa's meds bcos she went insane and all that sht so karl might as well pay for that)

• despite going to the same university, the six of them don't cross paths often (except for the triplets and subaru bcos they like to rile him up and tease him endlessly like a torture)

• since this is modern college au, all characters are aged up (shuu is 22, reiji is 21, the triplets are 20, and subaru is 19)

• despite being the oldest, shuu is stuck in his second year bcos he kept repeating most of his law electives (he would rather slack off than pass his law course wtf and it usually takes around 4-5 yrs to finish)

• all bros were mandated by karl to take at least one business elective per year bcos they might be working under his corporation in the near future (ayato's major is business so he has no escape)

• reiji is an exception to this rule bcos he had been granted by karl to focus only on neurosurgery since "he's the only son who doesn't disrespect me" (tbh it was only a ruse by karl since he has no reasons to make reiji his heir despite him being a genius 💀💀💀)

• ayato is so famous in the university like his red hair stands out and his status as the university's most popular basketball player made him the school IT boy

• but bcos he's a varsity player, he's not often at school so he had to take weekend classes (this is also another reason why most of his exes are either girls who watched his game or they're students from other univ or college)

• his famous relationship tho was with a rich girl who's also the main dancer of a popular cheerleading squad from a rival school (ayato broke up with her due to the immense pressure of social media and her fans)

• ayato is also the eternal chauffer of his two bros like hello let him flaunt that red sports car baby (laito and kanato have their own cars; they just don't like driving that much)

• kanato studies forensic mortuary in the same bldg as ayato and reiji; the law bldg is a separate institution from them so they have no idea what shuu was doing

• except for kanato bcos he likes lounging in the music room singing scarborough fair and bcos his voice is so relaxing, shuu listens to it for free (kanato secretly hates that shuu does it tho bcos it reminds him too much of cordelia and her shtty ways of traumatizing him)

• laito is studying hotel and restaurant management on another bldg and it's the farthest one from all his bros (like you have to pass by 4 or 5 larger bldgs before you reach their institution)

• this is bcos ryoutei university has their own dedicated hotel and restaurant for students with courses related to said industry

• so yeah maya (aka my oc/kanato's s/o) sees laito more often than her own boyfriend in the campus

• laito always has exes in every course like there would be 3 or 4 girls under the same course that have already slept with him what a slut

• and yes there is a huge possibility laito, subaru, and shuu have dated the same girl bcos these three would only date the same type of girl (the pure looking one who secretly has lewd desires and digs bad boys like them)

• it was a shock for yui when she found out half of the girls from her class have slept with laito

• then laito told her he likes corrupting pure girls and toying with their minds until they become insane and dependent on him (sounds canon, no?)

• there was a time when laito dated one of kanato's professors and she ended up dealing with kanato's incessant and murderous glares every time she teaches their class. his reason? bcos "she reeks so much of that perverted laito"

• the sbros actually had this same english prof who randomly fails someone despite their intelligence bcos he likes exerting his power like that

• while some of them threaten him using the sakamaki name, kanato had to disguise as a girl and seduce the sht out of this perverted teacher (the old geezer was so hooked he just believed this girl was kanato's twin substituting for his bro bcos he was 'sick')

• speaking of which, subaru got attracted to kanato's alter ego like once upon a time he saw her daintly pick up her bag and tuck her hair behind her ear and boom heart arrows everywhere

• afterward, subaru asked kanato who was that one chick at his class with the long black hair dressing like a sexy lolita

• "oh, you mean me?"

• subaru had nightmares after that

• and yes kanato uses that info to blackmail him to do his bidding

• "if you don't do what I say, I'll tell everyone you fell in love with my alter ego"

• oh btw subaru's major is more on athletics? like he wanted to be a PE or sports instructor/coach in the future bcos accdg to him "fighting is the only thing I'm good at"

• his allowance is mostly spent on repairs on the dorm tho (guess punching walls ain't limited in the family house)

• the reality of his dream is beginning to weigh on him tho bcos some students are scared shtless of him and his violent tendencies

• laito became one of his students one time when he was assigned to be an assistant coach

• "waaahh subaru-kun your expression is so scary pls be gentle"

• reiji actually dated someone from ayato's class bcos her father has huge connections with famous neurosurgeons

• shuu keeps a video of one of his exes doing some cowgirl sht on him (he likes her moans that's why)

• all of kanato's exes studied in the same bldg as him; and yes, they are all from yui's course but each of them from different years and classes (he is picky like that)

• up to this day, reiji looks down on this one female classmate who dated shuu like what does she see in that good-for-nothing (well uhh his huge d-)

• accdg to both kanato and laito, yui is the loudest girl ayato has been with (kanato swore one day he'll stuff her mouth with socks until she chokes if she keeps moaning so loud while he's watching his fave murder docu series)

• ayato keeps teasing both reiji and subaru as virgins (they aren't tho; but despite their tough facade, their experiences are quite hmmm minimal so there are things they don't know)

• shuu almost dated this one classmate of kanato (almost bcos she keeps talking abt those dead people she handled with formaldehyde which is gross so he was turned off a bit)

• the triplets are usually the representatives of karl during his corporate and family parties (sometimes the other three will drop by... well mostly reiji but the other two must've been forced by karl somehow)

• there was a drunk scandal video of the triplets and subaru where subaru was driving while kanato and ayato kept making fun of him

• then kanato was video calling maya and asking her to come over and "watch a movie with him" while ayato was making delusions of aliens flying around the car, almost causing subaru to drive the wrong way

• laito was sitting beside subaru, reprimanding ayato to stop his delusions bcos there were no aliens but only flying trees (ayo what?)

• there's a part 2 but this time shuu and reiji were in the car and shuu kept laughing at ayato bcos subaru's driving is getting messed up bcos of the alien shenanigans

• and reiji was crying bcos apparently all of them are going to die and also bcos kanato is finally talking "properly" to a girl (what do you mean properly he is being a pervert)

• he also said "laito has finally seen the light and started being the good son"

• yui is actually the one filming all this videos tho

ps. I might make memes abt modern college au later on

[damzelknight]

Gazing at your Reflection

@sassysaxsolo

[nunezs-stuff]

Kianna in real life

Just imagine the pictures with the red in her hair and heterochromia

@vanillafalvoredcoffee @vanillafalvoredcoffee @morbid-dreamzz

[kiyomizuki]

Sayaka (OC) x Reiji Sakamaki (DL)

This is my half of an art trade with @sayakateacup of her OC and Reiji (Diabolik Lovers). As a Reiji Stan myself I hope I did your ship and Mr. Glasses Guy justice 🩵🩵 I tried my best but my art style is as consistent as … not very consistent at all lolz 😂

This artwork is for @sayakateacup and is not permitted to be used or uploaded by anyone besides her and those she gives permission to.

Thank you 🌻

Sayaka (c) @sayakateacup Reiji, Diabolik Lovers (c) Rejet Base (c) @/888ggg_cm A base was used for this drawing at the request of the other artist who provided me with this pose as what she wanted.

Base used UTC:

[lovebatty]

LUV ∞ LUV Pillow Time, Romantic Benhumea. ♡

Romantic: In order to perform adequately during the day, it’s important to achieve restorative sleep. Personally, I love sleeping! He-he. ♪ It’s one of my favorite hobbies and the one I do the most so far.

…I feel like I could do it forever. Oh? What are you saying? Sleeping is not a hobby...? B-but why not?!

I don’t know why I’m obsessed with this merch line. Maybe it’s because I waited for an Ayato appearance for a slightly longer time, maybe it's because of how cute I find diaboys eat / do their favorites…

……MAYBE IT’S CATBOY AYATO AGAIN…… 🙇🏻

Anyway, that inspired me to make Romi in it, it just seemed like a good idea that they would wear animal pajamas. ♡ I hope you like the result too.

[the-timeless-founder]

Decisive Say

Chapter 1 of 5

this is written as a continuation of greener than the first grass of spring, a fic by the wonderful @secretarykang. the two of us discussed this and decided to turn this into a full on series of fics that will delve into future events that their family plays a role in, as well as shining some light on the inter-personal relationships of the kang sanguines

and, as always, i hope you all enjoy <3

"Dante." The voice of his father from behind his chamber doors snaps the young man out of his thoughts, before he turns to see his father standing behind the half open doors. "May I come in?"

"Of course, dad." He stands as his father enters, and Saeclus smiles softly, hand motioning towards the chairs by the window. A cue for them to sit and talk.

"Do not be so alarmed. I only wished to speak with you briefly."

"Oh, let me guess." He mocks as he sits across from his father, almost plopping down onto the soft cushion in frustration. "It's about the war campaign."

"Correct." His father has never been one who beat around the bush, and Dante huffs as he can sense his scolding coming. Arms crossed and with an annoyed pout on his face. Had he not been too preoccupied with his frustration, he might have noticed how his father smiled fondly at his adorable posture.

"Mother must have told you."

"She has indeed - she also said how you stormed away after her talk with you, saying you would return victorious." Saeclus almost sighs remembering the worry and annoyance on Devyn's face as she told him of the day's events.

"And I will." Dante insists.

"Dante-"

"Why are you both so adamant in keeping me from going anyway?!"

"Son, if you would listen-"

"If only you would also listen, dad! Didn't you always say that opportunities for growth will come in their time? And that we should be aware of them so we could take them?"

"Indeed, I did."

"Then why are you holding me back now?!"

"You said it yourself, son. All will come, in due time. This is not the right time."

"Oh, come on, dad! This is a once in a lifetime opportunity!"

"Dante, you are young. Your experience pales in comparison to the Generals of Vibora Land. Not to mention you are unfamiliar with the terrain of the battle and troops you will be leading. All of which are essential to chase the victory you so wish for."

"And I suppose Silas could have done this, easy. And no one would refuse to allow him on the battlefield."

"Oh, my boy, what has your brother done to deserve the disdainful words which you speak?" Saeclus sighs with closed eyes, then reopens them to look into his son's. Dante has no reply for his father's words.

Silas has never truly done anything to wrong him - quite the contrary - and yet, the example he has set is a suffocating one. Even if his parents do not hold him to such standards, emphasizing individual differences between the two of them and Aurora, the rest of their world is not so open-minded.

Nor are they gentle about their opinions. All anyone can ever talk about is how Silas has impeccable memory, outstanding manners, a commanding presence and supreme dominance over all forms of ancient magic.

And Silas has a tongue that stings when it means to, he can be just as venomous as he is sweet. His words from their last bitter argument still echo in Dante's head, giving way to frustration and concern.

"If only there would be anything worth noting of you."

"Silas would not be seen on that battlefield of his own accord, and even if he wished so, I would do my utmost to prevent it. Just as I do to you."

"Uncle Karl would not have stopped me."

For once, in a long - long, long - time, Dante sees his father's gaze narrow towards himself. And for a moment, he feels as though he has come close to feeling the wrath the demon world has dreaded for so long. Yet his father's eyes go back to their serene, patient gaze as fast as they had narrowed.

For a moment, he chooses silence. Perhaps that makes his next words more impactful than they would have been otherwise.

"I suppose it is a blessing, then, that he is not the one who has any decisive say on the matter."

Dante looks down to the floor. Indeed, uncle Karl may be his mother's best friend - and once, her lover and admirer - but he is not a part of this family. For some incident that took place before he was ever born caused a rift between him and his father. An incident he has never been privy to the details of. He suspects he never will be.

"What about me then, dad? Do I get a say?"

"Of course." Saeclus' response is immediate, unhesitating. His hand reaches for his son's, and Dante does not pull away when his father gives his hand a reassuring - and worried - squeeze. "I would still ask of you to not go, but if you wish to persist despite it all, I will not lock you up in your own house."

"Dad, believe one thing." Dante grabs his father's hand back, and holds it in his own firm grip - his hand is almost as large as his father's now, and almost as calloused from years of training. Training that he means to put into use now.

"I will make you, mama and uncle proud. My reputation will be as grand as grand papa's, and the world shall know my name."

A soft smile appears on Saeclus' face, and he speaks his next words with a characteristic warmth. "Oh my dear boy, we have never not been proud of you."

Dante presses his lips together. His father may mean what he says, but he himself feels undeserving of this pride. He has done nothing to earn it, after all - and his father himself has always said that all things in the world that are given must also be earned.

"When I return," he lets go of his father's hand and stands, brushing his hair out of his face as he begins to tie it back, just as his grandfather often does, "you and Silas will have something new to add to your grand history books dad. Look forward to it."

Without another word, he leaves the room in a flash of darkened red, and Saeclus is left alone to sigh and silently wonder if in trying to avoid his parents' mistakes, he has done harm in other ways.

He can now only hope the responsibility and its consequences will not be too severe.

[cactachu]

its mitsu!

[eri-talks]

DL YumEri New Year 2025 - side story: Crayons in the Sky

Beta readers: @afi-mukami @ruki-mukami-dl

Inspired by “The Extended Mukami Family Headcanons Part 3: The New Year’s Eve“

Excitement was palpable when a group of young people followed a trail, the nightly air filled with the bickering of the Mukami brothers. Among the brotherly chaos, curious blue-gray eyes witnessed how the oldest Mukami occasionally shared intimate touches and whispers with his beloved, Yuriko. A girl for whom Eri had a great fondness, but she had yet to earn the trust of the stormy-eyed boy. 

Eri averted her gaze to give them privacy and focused on the trail once again. Small pebbles bounced across the gravel on each step, the moving lantern shifting their shadows. Eri resisted the urge to inspect them in more detail, but before she even noticed her eyes were back downcast to the ground. 

“Oi, stop dawdlin’ ‘round!” A sharp, loud voice startled her, and her inhale turned into a small squeak.

Eri recovered her surprised misstep and lifted her gaze. A tall figure, the tallest of them all, was looking behind, brown eyes piercing into Eri. Sheepishly, she waved others to continue, to whoever had stopped to look behind what the fuss was about. But the tall boy stayed put with an impatient scowl on his face.

“I-I was looking at the rocks.” 

A crease of confusion deepened. “Huh?! Rocks? We’re gonna see fireworks and ya lookin’ at rocks?”

To this day, she had learned that the boy had some temper, but mostly, he was just loud. Still, a flinch escaped Eri's body even though she had anticipated the reaction. She opened her timid mouth a few times until another bark followed.

“Whatcha mumblin’? Speak up!” 

Embarrassed nerves were replaced with a returned curiosity. There it was again. Eri tilted her head, focusing her eyes to inspect the boy. To her disappointment, their distance and darkness did not work in her favor. After a few blinks, she collected her voice back up from the bottom of her stomach.

“Because they are different here and I don't know if I will see them again.” 

Annoyed wrinkle smoothened ever so slightly, followed by a quiet stare and finally, a shrug. The towering boy turned around. 

“Che, just hurry up.” 

However, to Eri’s surprise, his tone was much easier on her ears this time. A pleased hum vibrated in her chest, as she resumed her steps.

Eri’s eyes wandered from his broad back to the flowing brown mane, which was played by the wind. A wind that smelled of winter, and budding friendships, accompanied by a cautious taste of safe haven. Her gaze settled on observing how the illuminated hair strands danced like magical threads around him. 

The ascending trail ended up on top of a small hill. Brown locks swayed as the boy in front of her continued closer to the others, but something deep down forewarned Eri to keep her distance from the excited group. Hair at the back of her neck stood up when the first spark illuminated the night, prowling towards a short thread. A flickering crackle merged with it, eating its way further.

Anticipating giggles and laughs filled the air, hopping farther away into a safer distance. But Eri wanted even farther, dread filling her stomach. A screeching whistle cut the air and a trail of light catapulted into the sky.

Like a flashbang, Eri barely registered the colors and shapes illuminating the darkness from the ear-shattering boom and crackling. Her hands smashed to cover her ears, body cowering and stomach spasming. Heartbeat thundered against her chest while her breathing unsettled into shaking gasps. Overwhelming terror grounded her feet, frozen in place and time even though everything in her wanted to flee. 

“Oi, whatcha whimperin’ ‘bout?!” 

A familiar bark halted the uprising panic, but the usual bite was not there. Strong, cold hands grasped Eri's wrists, pulling her up and forcing her to meet the brown gaze. The firm grip felt like snow bracelets melting the blazing turmoil and their proximity was followed by a soothing scent of a familiar garden. One shaking breath at a time, she slowly regained her focus, blue-gray eyes finally seeing the browns. 

Exposed by the lantern, Eri’s gaze wandered to observe each subtle change in the curves of his eyebrows. The piercing eyes were revealed with unique hues and hidden speckles of green she hadn't noticed before.

A whole-body shake jolted Eri back to the moment. Excited cheers were gone, replaced with various forms of worry and disappointment. The grounding cold released its hold, and a downward smile rose to Eri’s lips. Regardless of how much she apologized, it did not ease the guilt of a ruined event.

“Did the loud sounds scare you?” 

Yuriko’s question surprised Eri, she turned her head to meet the worried teal gaze behind the golden frames. Soft, smaller hands offered comfort, and Eri could only nod bashfully in response when her voice got stuck in her throat.

“I-I would still like to see the fireworks with everyone. Maybe just not so close to them…” 

In the corner of her eye, Eri noticed how brown eyes crinkled into a smirk.

“Hah! Why didn't ya say so right ’way?”

Yuriko’s hands left hers abruptly and Eri's next breath was disrupted into a choked yelp when the ground beneath her feet disappeared. The world spun from the manhandling until she was prone on a broad shoulder like a big bag of vegetables. An embarrassed wheeze escaped her lips, heat rising to her cheeks while she struggled to fix her posture.

“What are you doing? Let me down!” But Eri's demand was ignored, her kicks thrashing the air in objection.

“Ya can start the next one,” was the last thing Eri heard before the environment warped around her.

The next time Eri felt gravity again she was attacked by nausea. She slowly released her fingers from the broad shoulders. In the moment of the unknown, her hands had formed into a vice-like grip. Behind her back, Eri heard a low chuckle.

“Didn’t know ya wanted to get yer hands on me that bad.”

A groan wheezed out of her and she smacked a sluggish palm on his back. Her weak slap resulted in a rumbling laugh like a purr against her stomach, but it aggravated the nausea. She protested again and a feeble plea of possible vomiting finally rewarded a return on her feet. Eri crouched with a grunt, waiting for her insides to settle. Impatient tall legs shifted next to her, but the tall boy stayed silent, letting out a single huff. For a few breaths, she inhaled the familiar scent of the grass and welcomed the gravity of the earth. 

Finally, Eri got back up, eyes scouting her surroundings. The top of the hill was farther away, but the night sky was still visible for admiring. 

“Is this far enough?”

“I think so.” She replied with a relieved breath and turned her gaze back to the boy. “Thank you, and… sorry for causing trouble.” 

“Why didn’t ya say somethin’ earlier?”

Eri’s gaze flickered to the side, fingers fiddling the edge of her white jacket’s sleeve. Before she could answer, a high-pitched whistle from the top of the hill interrupted them. However, this time, she was able to perceive the appearing shapes and colors without fear. Blue-gray eyes widened in awe and the sleeve was forgotten. With an excited instinct, her hand rushed to her hip to grab something that was not there. Her nose wrinkled in disappointment and a groan escaped her lips. 

“Aww, I left the sketchbook at the manor… Why did I leave my bag by the door…” She pouted with a longing gaze to the sky.

The boy next to her snorted. “Che. So what, ain’t it too dark to draw anyway?”

Eri flipped her head eyes wide, long blonde locks whipping the air. 

“No! The fireworks bring just enough light! The short time just increases the challenge of capturing the colors and shapes before they are gone!” 

Brown gaze followed in silence as Eri paced restlessly, looking back and forth between the fireworks and the direction of the manor. 

“... Maybe if I run now I can still catch some of the fireworks…” Eri mumbled.

The air next to her shifted, startling Eri from her thoughts. Her yelp was followed by a thump of her leg, but the boy was not there to witness it. She scouted her surroundings with worry, fireworks forgotten, but slowly it shifted into disappointment. 

A desponded question disappeared into the darkness. “Yuuma…?”

“I keep tellin’ ya to speak up, ain’t nobody gonna hear yer mumblin’!”

A thud next to her feet made her shriek and jump into the air at a gravity-defying speed. She landed a few feet away, eyes wide like saucers, body spring-loaded ready to bounce again. The brown-haired boy stared at her with an amused smirk on his face, a familiar messenger bag on the ground by his feet. 

Eri’s eyes flickered between the boy and the bag in confusion. “You… retrieved my bag?”

Yuuma averted her gaze and barked. “Che! Will ya now stop whinin’ ‘bout it?” 

With a few long strides, Eri was next to him, rummaging through the messenger bag. Nimble fingers balanced a sketchbook and a tin of colored crayons on her arm, taking a calculated moment before choosing one to glide over the opened page. 

And she was gone, completely forgetting her surroundings and company, keen eyes enraptured by the fireworks. Her gaze was fixed on the sky, only peeking at the paper occasionally when she changed a crayon or a page. 

For Yuuma, it was the opposite. His brown eyes gravitated towards the focused blonde-haired woman more often than the sky. The shared silence was only disturbed by the sounds of crayons scratching the paper, the clink of the tin, and occasional page flipping. Among the fireworks, he could swear the blue-gray eyes were getting a stronger azure hue that was not usually there. It was like the blue continued to glow even in the moments of darkness or maybe it was just the afterburn of bright lights.

Like a moth lured by a flame, the brown gaze sharpened. He prowled closer to the fully focused blonde, and the closer he got, the scent of cold moonlit nights grew stronger. Every excited breath from the artist emitted a mouthwatering scent of the rushing blood he had a harder and harder time resisting. 

A frustrated growl built up in his chest burning the pit in his stomach. The irresistible yearning was in turmoil with the forbiddance set by his stormy-eyed brother. Sure, the blonde-haired woman had an aura of mystery combined with peculiar ways, but based on what he knew, she was as dangerous as a house rabbit. 

His rigid jaw opened, inhaling the intoxicating scent. The brown gaze fixated on the nape that was exposed by the ponytail. So inviting and ready to be taken. A single word echoed deep in him, stronger and stronger with every heartbeat. One breath after another, his fangs gravitated towards the siren song. 

An elated sigh from Eri woke him up from his trance, making him flinch away from her neck. The fireworks had stopped and darkness enveloped them like a dirty secret. Yuuma stood stunned, still processing what had happened. In the meanwhile, the blonde put the last crayon back into the tin box with ease despite the lack of light. After closing the box, she turned to Yuuma’s direction, only to jump by the unexpected proximity. 

“Ah! Sorry, I didn’t see you were so close”. A stutter rang in the darkness, glowing azure fading slowly. “Uuugh, did you wanna see the sketches I made?”

Before he could answer, Eri shoved the sketchbook up closer to his face, barely containing her excitement. After a moment of silence, she heard a grunt behind the sketchbook. 

“Can’t see shit.”

Background: Edited from ibisPaint assets

Yuuma: Edited from Rejet co art

Eri: Drawn by me

[cattestfanciest]

Stab me again... Cut me again... give me the strength to destroy another copy of Yui... Show me how black your heart is, so that I may tear it out...

A small draw I did of LuciYui, based on a scene where he had been tormented by illusory copies of Yui~

[subarus-gentle-butterfly]

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY FROM SUMIU

Art by me! @seaoflove07 @subaruwu @apostleanddeath saw it first♡

A/N: wrote this all myself while on my phone! Not exactly proofread, and might be slightly out of character, but I wanted to add a small drabble/one-shot with my babies to fit the scene anyways!

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"....Y-You're staring, Subaru-kun... Are you still... um... unsatisfied?"

Of course, Miu means the several bites he's given her already, the seemingly insatiable hunger that comes with being the vampire he is. But with her timidness, the shy flush of her cheeks, it comes out sounding much more loaded than the simple ask of whether he's still thirsty or not.

It makes Subaru huff in a laugh, a small smirk etching its way onto his unnaturally handsome features that Miu couldn't help but stare at herself.

"Am I not allowed to... admire what's mine?" The words lacked their typical harshness, his tone having softened over the years of knowing the young woman seated on his lap, what felt like a lifetime of learning how to be loved by a creature as small and lovely as Miu and try to reciprocate that precious love to the best of his ability in return. "Idiot..."

His woman was truly a sight to behold, the plush of the curves and added happy weight he loved so much, the scars and stretch marks that she herself hated but he held so dear to his unbeating heart, the smudged mix of her lip tint and the blood from her bitten lips on her chin— and most of all that innocent puppy-like look she had on her freckled face, the one that made the vampire think things that were far from innocent.

Not that innocence exactly mattered here in this intimate moment, the warm glow of Miu's bedside lamp in an otherwise dark bedroom illuminating their bodies perfectly, Miu perched on his lap in nothing but her pretty blue undergarments, one hand on the back of his neck, the other gripping onto the collar of his unbuttoned dress shirt and shoulder for balance...

Heh. As if he would let her fall.

The way she squirmed in his lap made his fingers squeeze her bottom with a posessive firmness, the warmth of her mortal body, flushed and embarrassed, felt so soothing against the coolness of his own, the contrast as stark as night and day but not unwelcome in the least. Her warmth was truly one of his favorite things about her, and being able to see every inch of her freckled, scarred skin up close like this made it even better.

"I... I'm... your idiot," the girl mumbles, wanting nothing more than to avert her gaze, but unable to tear her eyes away from his heated scarlet glare. She was right. Having grown used to his insult that no longer really held any weight, she was his entirely. Completely and utterly his. There wasn't any room for any other man in her heart the same way he filled the space.

Her words made his smirk widen, an amused hum leaving his throat. "Damn right."

Pushing aside some of her ombre locks, Subaru leans up to steal a kiss, one that Miu is more than happy to reciprocate, finding it hard to keep talking in her flustered state. Even after all this time, he didn't even have to do anything special to render her a total nervous mess, complete putty in his hands. The breeze that wafted from the open window did nothing to cool the feverish warmth creeping up her neck.

Maybe that was the power of love? She couldn't be sure, even now. All she knew was that there would be absolutely nowhere else Miu would rather be than in his cool embrace, just her and her man alone.

Miu pulls away from his kiss just by a few centimeters, half-lidded blue eyes peering into his narrowed ruby ones, a question clouding them, urging her to speak.

"Happy Valentine's day... Subaru."

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[12thdoctorkazami]

Taste of golden blood is surely different.

Okay, this color palette and background is so 'red' for me. I mostly use blue but this is kinda Subaru's drawing with Maria.

I love Maria's black dress and her back. Ofc I still need to work on muscle/skin shading- I used another offical merch for Subaru but I do not remember the name...

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[damzelknight]

[WIP SKETCH]

Nobuko and Shizuka hanging out and come across Yui.

Hope you enjoy and a congrats to @sassysaxsolo for another amazing chapter

Getting a hang of using a drawing tablet 😆