#dontis my beloved

[c-t-r-l14]

Was on a flight. Slept most of the time, drew Dontis for the rest!❤️

[teddybasmanov]

I told you I'm weak for incubi - forty seconds into the latest Dontis video and it already made me tear up - "I always think about you finding shreds of happiness", goodness.

Spoilers:

Firstly, I'm too old for heartfelt incubi love confessions - it was (somewhat) fine two years ago (Gavin's confession was almost two years ago? Why is the time moving so fast?!) but now it's entirely too much and too hard to believe.

Secondly, when he started the whole "as you live I live with you" my immediate reaction was - "You're the immortal one here! That was my line!" - seriously, that was some trope subversion.

Thirdly, I'm betting something very important the hunter wouldn't actually listen to him and will either show up to help or, if things go south, will go completely feral and travel to the ends of the earth to avenge him.

[c-t-r-l14]

OMGGGGGG YA’LLLLLLLLLL I WANNA CRYYYYYY 😭

Safe Haven

Dontis x Reader

Dontis cuddles you when you need comfort.

When Dontis opened the front door his eyes widened in surprise. You were standing outside, drenched by the rain and with an expression so apathetic that he winced, frowning in worry.

Regardless, you managed to quirk your lips upward in a tiny smile. “Hey you,” you said, voice raspy from disuse, “have you got any plans for the evening, or are you willing to invite me in?”

“I told you I don’t make plans,” he answered lightly, stepping aside and motioning for you to enter. 

Dontis could tell there was something wrong by the vacant look in your eyes and your hunched shoulders. You looked tired and lost— he did not like the purposelessness radiating off of you despite the facade you had put up to appear a little more put together. It was easy to see through when you looked so miserable. Besides, he knew you well by now.

He narrowed his eyes, giving you a quick once over to make sure you weren’t hurt. “What’s wrong?” he asked in concern, making your mask drop immediately. It was useless to hide from him.

The water dripping down your body accumulated in a puddle on the ground and you looked down. “I’m sorry about this,” you muttered, motioning to the mess on the ground. “I— I’ll clean it up and—”

Dontis chuckled fondly, trying to ease your mind. “It’s alright,” he said, helping you out of your soaked jacket. “I can put your clothes in the dryer if you’d like, lend you some of mine in the meantime. That’s no problem. Would you like to take a shower? Have you eaten?”

“I—” you shivered as the cold seeped into your skin, chilling you to the bone. 

Dontis noticed, immediately leading you towards the living room where a large fire was blazing in the fireplace, puddle forgotten.

“Warm up a little,” he said, “I’ll get some clothes for you to wear and make tea. Just try to relax, and feel right at home, hunter.” He turned, but your hand on his wrist made him stop in his tracks. 

Dontis was so kind. He was so caring it made to be near him from the sheer affection radiating off of him. He cared so much, about the people he met randomly on the street, about his many but distant friends, about you.

Warmth spread across your chest every time you looked at him because you knew Dontis was safe, he was welcoming, he was comforting. A hidden harbour in the storm of your life, that battled the loneliness trying to pull you under.

“Thank you,” you whispered, cupping his cheek as your eyes fluttered to his lips. He caught your intention, leaning in to close the gap between you. “You’re the best thing that’s happened to me lately,” you confessed when you broke apart, keeping your eyes closed and joining your forehead to his. “So thank you, I mean it. For all the things you did and still do— for all the kindness you’ve given me of all people. Even after I tried to—”

“None of that now,” he said, brushing a hand gently through your wet hair as his brows furrowed in concern again, “let’s dry you off first, alright? Then we can talk.”

The hoodie he handed you smelled of him, and you smiled as you slipped it on. With the soothing warmth of the chamomile tea in your hands and the soft blanket Dontis had wrapped securely around you to fight off the still-lingering chill, you nuzzled into his side on the couch and gazed at the flames.

Dontis hummed a light tune, changing from mindlessly running his fingers through your damp hair to twirling it into small, loose braids. His hand in your hair felt heavenly, causing you to sink even deeper against his side.

Your head rested heavily against his shoulder, but Dontis did not seem to mind. On the contrary, you could feel the contentment rolling off of him in waves as you cuddled closer to him.

“What had you going for a walk in the rain?” Dontis asked softly, placing a kiss against your hair before resting his head on top of yours.

The tenderness in his touches made you melt more. “I wanted to see you,” you replied, taking a sip of your tea.

With any other person, you would have left it at that, but Dontis made you want to be completely honest. His compassionate eyes and gentle heart made you want to confide in him, tell him your troubles and worries and feelings because you knew he would always listen to you without judgment.

“And I didn’t care about the rain,” you continued, “I am— I was not doing too well and I hoped that with you, I wouldn’t feel so— so—”

“Alone?” he supplied kindly. 

“Hopeless,” you said with a sigh, raising your head to look into Dontis' eyes, “The world is rotten. You’ve been around longer than me. How could you stand it for so long? How did you live through so much time just aimlessly existing?”

His eyes softened at your words and Dontis tilted his head to place a lingering kiss against your forehead. “I have good faith,” he murmured against your skin, “I know things will work out and make sense in the end. They always do, hunter, if we stick around long enough.”

“I have no good faith left,” you answered hollowly. Your life’s purpose was a misunderstanding. You were on your own, needing to fend for yourself amidst all the dangers of the world and the mundane banality of everyday life. Sometimes, you wondered which part was worse. You were tired of both.

“I’ve been there,” he said, tilting your chin up to look into your eyes, “but I promise you, I’ll be by your side until you do again and long after that if you let me. You’re not alone anymore” — his voice was so gentle and full of empathy that it made tears gather in your eyes at all the care he had for you — “You’re safe with me. I’ve got you and I—” he hesitated, “I cherish you. Immensely.”

You blinked your tears away, kissing the corner of his mouth. “I love you, too,” you said, nuzzling your face into his neck as Dontis’ arms tightened around you.

Needless to say, you spent the rest of the night being cuddled, soft kisses placed against every part of your body Dontis could reach until he deemed you kissed sufficiently in the morning light, your hair now dried and the small smile you usually wore in his company returning to your face.

Snuggling with Dontis never failed to cheer you up.

[thedivinevera]

❦A lot of love

One obsession❦

YANDERE DONTIS X READER, zsakuva x reader, yandere x reader, Incubus x reader, DONTIS x FEM!reader, yandere x reader, yandere Incubus x reader

Yandere, Incubus x reader, Zsakuva character, previous, no so established relationship, mentioned of polygamy, mention of lovers with an s, baby!,

Tw : yandere, obsession, unhealthy observations, *point* is this scare of abandonment, polygamy, dating, old relationship, mention of not so established relationship, jealousy? Nor really

As a Incubus, DONTIS is unable to commit into a monogamy relationship, the feeling on needing to give more love to people and staying in one relationship, feels not enough for them, so is it possible for him to become obsessed, to crave for someone's love and jealous and never want to share any of this, selfish isn't

Is to possible for an Incubus to become obsessed to a person, yes, yes he is, Dontis at first is never been like this, he's supporting he helps you fix yourself and create your life other than being a Hunter of his kind, each time by time you've grown more with the help of the people you meet long ago, you're life has finally something to care for, not always circling about Incubus and succubus, this time you finally had a chance to enjoy your time, and start family if you're lucky. Your type of living is not the same with Dontis, he's life is full of party and affairs, while you continue to find happiness in peace enjoying and fantasizing about a domestic life, Dontis is unable to have, he's happy for you its nice to know that you've finally escape to your disastrous past and finally healing but he realize how you've become so independent, so forward, so far to him, he realized that you don't need him anymore and that you are not dependent on his word, you don't need his accompany anymore and for the very first time he's not the first person you've call everytime you had a problem, despite reassuring that he's ready to listen about your problem and help you with it, you don't need him anymore...... You don't need him anymore........ You don't need him anymore...... No you can't!! You need him, ..... The realization hit him like a truck, never been in his entire life do he feel useless now that you don't need him anymore, you're happy without him and he don't like that, it's been 3.. 5.....10 goddamn days since the last time you call him, he would always look at his contact, missed call from his other lovers but it's been a week since the last notification with your name and he's afraid that this week turn into a month, afraid that you completely disposed him..... He wait more days, it's been 2 weeks, he wait more 3 weeks has passed, he call you.... Finally, no answer, he call you more, no answer..... He call you one more time “Dontis? Is there a problem”

“hey!, Are you available”

“uhm sorry Dontis, I'm not I'm with Sevier, one of my friends!” friend— friends

“he's my old pal, when I'm still a hunter, he's already retired ahha”

“oh so it's date then~” please say no, please say no, no ,no, no, no, no

“kinda” no, no, no, for the very first time he's jealous of Xanthus, Xanthus has his beloved wrapped around his fingers, their love is mutual but his is not, you loved him once but never now, and he still love you, you crave for him once, but he crave you and others but now, he carnally crave them, only you are in his heart, he might loved other but you corrupt him to think that he only love you, not even the flesh of the person who comes first or after you can make him forget about how you finally cut all the contact with him (no you don't, he's just dramatic and you're just busy) an Incubus are incapable to love only one person, but no one said he can't be obsessed with one

[if-the-crown-fits-translate-it]

Discord pt 51

[Date: 27/07, 04.00 AM - 04.28 AM GMT]

[CW: Blood, stalking]

fetch: “uh

guys

I think my nose is bleeding again

the c ountdown

I think it was for m e”

page: “:)”

C R O W N: “:)”

donti: “fetch! are you ok?”

emuhlee: “what do you mean ‘for you’”

fetch: “my. nose is bleeding again

my head hurts

I. I dont know whats happening”

fetch: “I think crowns trying to get me again”

donti: “is the music playing?”

fetch: “No I’m not even listening to the song

I’m not doing anything but I know he’s here

Somewhere”

donti: “take a few deep breaths, are you pinching your nose?”

fetch: “I can’t do anyth in g to stop it its blee ding too mu ch” [I can’t do anything to stop it. Its bleeding too much]

C R O W N: “:)”

Viscount: “:)”

fetch: “you

you all

what

do you want”

page: “:)”

fetch: “from me

what did I do

guys i

my head hurts”

fetch: “mona isn’t home

she’s at work for the next hour

f uck [fuck]

im all alone”

fetch: “is this what he was planning. was he trying to get me alone .”

Grimm (They/Them): “Yeah, talk to us fetch.”

fetch: “I’m tal king” [I’m talking]

donti: “thats good thats good now what did you have for lunch today”

fetch: “I had. a. bowl of leftovers.

soup i think

god my fucking hea d .” [god my fucking head]

moon: “have you had dinner yet?”

fetch: “no”

[The song “Puppet” from the Ib Soundtrack play on loop again in the VC; whoever, Fetch does not join the VC.]

C R O W N: “Oh fetch~ Come listen with me :)”

fetch: “the. the song.

no”

fetch: “no no no no NOT AGAIN NOT THIS TIME”

page: “It's a lovely song! :)”

fetch: “”NOT THIS TIME YOU CANT T AKE M E AG AIN” [Not this time. You can’t take me again]

fetch: “PLEASE I JUS T G OT BA CK” [Please I just got back]

fetch: “.”

page: “Come on Fetch! You'll love this song!”

fetch: “he’s outside.”

fetch: “i know he’s outside.”

fetch: “i cant go”

fetch: “i can’t escape him”

fetch: “I cant

i”

C R O W N: “Fetch~ :)”

fetch: “i”

fetch: “i c a n t” [I can’t]

fetch: “i”

page: “Oh! Are we playing hide and seek! I love that game! :D”

C R O W N: “I know you love this song, Fetch. It makes you so sleepy :)”

fetch: “hes outside.”

fetch: “hes staring at me.”

fetch: “i can’t scream”

fetch: “i cant move”

“hes staring at me through the cracks in the blinds”

[Fetch’s profile picture changes to having a crown with one pink gem rather than with three red ones.]

fetch: “hes”

fetch: “he is

I cant”

fetch: “...”

[Fetch’s username changes to “Knight 👑”.]

C R O W N: “:)”

Knight: “...”

page: “Knight you're back! Hi hi hi! You missed quite a bit! :D”

Knight: “Y o u   t h o u g h t   y o u   c o u l d   g e t   r i d   o f   m e   t h a t   e a s i l y ?” [You thought you could get rid of me that easily?]

C R O W N: “:)”

page: “:)”

C R O W N: “Welcome back, Knight :)”

Knight: “Y o u  t h i n k  y o u  c o u l d  h a v e  h i m  b a c k ?” [You think you could have him back?]

Knight: “I. A m. S t i l l. H e r e.” [I. Am. Still. Here.]

C R O W N: “:)”

Knight: “I  k n o w w h a t  g a m e  y o u  p l a y.” [I know what game you play.]

[NewRa: “Knight what do you remember?”]

Knight: “I  r e m e m b e r  e v e r y t h i n g.” [I remember everything.]

page: “Why do you all seem so upset? Knight’s back you all should be happy”

Knight: “I  r e m e m b e r. . . Y o u  b a r k i n g  d o g s.” [I remember... You barking dogs.]

[Jack the Observer: “Happy to have you back, Knight :)”]

Knight: “D o n t t r y  t o  f o o l  m e  w i t h  y o u r  f a k e  j o y.” [Don’t try to fool me with your fake joy.]

[katichu (derogatory): “Page, you wouldn’t understand”]

page: “Why wouldn’t I! I was happy when your friend came back but now your not happy when mine is back...Every Court member is like an older sibling”

C R O W N: “How are you feeling, Knight? :)”

[Renboo: “hello knight how have you been?”]

Knight: “I  h a v e  b e e n. . . D y i n g.” [I have been... Dying.]

[Knight: “I  h a v e  b e e n. . . D y i n g.”]

page: “Oh no! Are you alright? Can I help?”

[C R O W N: “How are you feeling, Knight? :)”]

Knight: “I  a m  f e e l i n g. . . M u c h. M u c h. B e t t e r. T h a n k  y  o u :)” [I am feeling... Much. Much. Better. Thank you :)]

[page: “Oh no! Are you alright? Can I help?”]

Knight: “I   j u s t   n e e d. T i m e   t o   a d j u s t. T h a n k  y o u ,  P a g e :)” [I just need. Time to adjust. Thank you, page :)]

[donti: “Its good that Knights alright”]

page: “Yes yes it is! Now we can all be one big happy family!”

C R O W N: “Can I see your big happy smile? :)”

Knight: “:)”

C R O W N: “:)”

Knight: “B i g  s m i l e s.” [Big smiles]

[Knight: “I   j u s t   n e e d. T i m e   t o   a d j u s t. T h a n k  y o u ,  P a g e :)” [I just need. Time to adjust. Thank you, page :)]]

page: “Of course! I’m so happy you’re back!”

C R O W N: “:)”

[donti: “Im really happy for you! But our friend is missing again, so you can see why some of us are upset”]

page: “Missing? But it happened before right? He’ll show back up eventually!”

[Povas: “>:(”]

page: “No no! Don’t be upset!”

[Povas: “>:(”]

C R O W N: “... :)”

[katichu (derogatory): “:(”]

C R O W N: “:)”

[jayyyyyyyy: “:/”]

C R O W N: “:)”

[donti: “Youre right! Could you keep a lookout for us? :) ”]

page: “Of course anything for my beloved friends! :)”

[Continued in pt 52.]

[literary-motif]

Dontis my beloved!

𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐃𝐚𝐲𝐬 ꨄ Dontis

˜”* ❝𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚, 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖 𝙨𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙚.❞

⎯⎯ ୨ ୧ ⎯⎯

ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ: ᴅᴏɴᴛɪꜱ ɴᴇᴇᴅꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀꜱ ᴍᴜᴄʜ.

⎯୨⎯ " " ⎯୧⎯

"Does this hurt you?" 

You wrapped Dontis’ hands and arms with a bandage. They were covered in scars and heartbreakingly deep cuts. You knew he was strong enough to handle the pain but it still upset you seeing him like this. At least he came back in one piece though, right? Still, you wished he’d be more careful. 

"No."

"Why didn't you take me with you?"

“You need a break from the hunting and the fighting. Why would I take you? Even then, my life was on the line and I would never put yours at the same risk.”

He was awfully serious today. Like, less bubbly and gentle. You could tell why, he was injured in every place imaginable and he just came back from defending himself and other people. No matter how long someone’s been alive, that’s something that’ll forever shake them. Nonetheless, you wished he lightened up a bit. It was usually you that’d be the pessimistic one. Not that he was being negative, just, less positive. 

“Maybe if I was there, this wouldn’t happen.”

“Yeah, to me. It’d happen to you and then I’d be here caressing your hands, flirting with you, and making you feel bad.”

“I am not flirting with you, Dontis. I’m trying to help you.”

“Lying won’t get you anywhere, dear.”

You rolled your eyes at his remark. All you wanted was for him to be safe and healthy and you wished more than anything that you were there. You knew he could handle himself. He’s not incompetent but you just have that instinct for your dear incubus.

“And… Done! Can you move your arm well enough?”

“Ah, yeah. Thank you.”

He adjusted himself onto the bed and laid back. He seemed more tense than usual. You narrowed it down to him just being in a lot of pain. It made sense, he came to you with his arms practically painted with blood. Those cuts were deep too. 

“Are you going to keep staring or will you join me?” He smiled at you. 

“I mean, do you want me to?”

“It would make me feel better.”

He opened his arms out for you as you adjusted yourself. Dontis loved doing that, holding you. He loved to have you in his arms, on his chest, and breathing at the same pace as him. You loved it just as much. Though, you’d never admit it and you’d never ask to cuddle. 

When he finally had you, he wrapped his arm around your back, having your chest face his. His grip was more secure than usual. 

“Dontis?”

“Hm?”

“Are you okay?”

“Ah,” He cleared his throat, “Yeah? Why? Do I seem off? I’m sorry if I do.”

That. Right there. Not that Dontis was impolite, because he wasn’t, but he was unapologetically himself. That’s who he is and has been since you’ve met him. But right now, he’s apologizing for… acting strange?

“Dontis. You can talk to me. Actually, no. Please talk to me.”

He used his free hand to hold one of yours, playing with your fingers. 

“I suppose I’ve just been thinking a lot. I’m a survivor of something huge and I made it out with my friend and his love. I should feel accomplished and I do.”

“But?”

“But I can’t. I can’t dwell on this. I have a purpose, to comfort. It seems my kind only live to serve their purpose. I don’t want to though. I want to live my life and with people, I love without only serving my purpose. I do love comforting people but if I could just have a domestic life with you and settle…”

“Why can’t you?”

“It’s not in my blood. I’m not even supposed to think about it. You shouldn’t be the one listening to me anyway. Just… act like I didn’t say anything.”

You unraveled your intertwined fingers and held his hand by the palm. Caressing your hand, Dontis hummed, knowing you would put him in check. 

“Dontis. Don’t do that.”

“Do what?”

“Act like it’s okay, don’t.”

“You’re not supposed to be my therapist, that’s my job.”

He tried to pull his hand away from yours. It didn’t work. You wouldn’t let him push this aside. You wanted him to know that you were there for him no matter what. 

“I don’t care what your job is, Dontis. It doesn’t matter. I’m here for you no matter what. Yeah, your kind have things you’re ‘meant to do’ but Dontis, you’re so much more than that. You’re more than what you were born as, okay?”

“Thank you. You know, you’re kind of good at this. Maybe you’ve learned some things from yours truly.” He teased. 

It was nice to see him being playful again and embracing his personality. He knew he wasn’t alone in this as long as you were here and that’s all you wanted. 

“I love you, okay?”

“I know, dear hunter, I love you too.”

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈

haihaihaihai!!!

[dontmineit]

donti my beloved <3 i love seeing your spam reblogs on my dash

HELLO MY BELOVED FRIEND I FORGOT THAT DONTI WAS MY NAME FOR A HOT SECOND I HOPE YOU ENJOYED UHHHH checks most recent spam reblog THE CAT

[c-t-r-l14]

DONTIS FOR PRESIDENT!!!

DONTIS COME RUN FOR PRESIDENT WE’RE DOOMED OTHERWISE HELP US!

[c-t-r-l14]

Dontis Is Written So Amazingly Well.

It wasn’t a surprise when I found out he killed people. It was implied in the first episode we’ve seen him in that he did some things that he wasn’t proud of; and in the second episode, he even told the hunter that it was a shame he couldn’t get drunk, because there was some things things that he’d rather forget; even if it was for a little while. Him killing people in order to survive didn’t make him a bad person—and when you live a life as a being like Dontis or Xanthus—you will eventually get into situations where killing to survive or dying at the hands of your enemies will bring you an ultimatum.

What surprised me was that Dontis wasn’t always this wise and gentle.

Before this audio, I thought that he’d only kill out of necessity—that he’d exhaust all his other options first before he’d think about taking another person’s life. I thought that he’d always tried to help people out, make sure to protect the innocent when needed, and try to understand all the sides before he passes judgement onto other people. But that was never the case.

Dontis was once cruel. He had betrayed innocent people. Dontis was once selfish. He put other people in harms way so he could be able to live another day. He trusted no one, and was wary of the world. He wasn’t filled with faith, nor optimism, nor empathy, nor understanding.

He was not filled with love.

He did these things because in a world full of humans and supernaturals—one of them will try their hardest to be on top of the food chain. In this world, the strong survive, and the weak perish. In this world, it is kill or be killed. And as far as Dontis knew, there was no room for kindness or trust.

One of the things I really loved about this audio was that we were indirectly shown Dontis’ thought process when it came to him forgiving hunter listener for everything they have done. Before, he’d preach about how “all someone needs is a helping hand,” and, “sometimes, a little kindness goes a long way,” and while I do I agree with sentiment, I still couldn’t wrap my head around how exactly Dontis could be so forgiving to the people who had wronged him so badly. And now, because of this audio, I finally get it.

Dontis was in their place once, too.

He knows what it’s like to be filled with hate and spite; to drown in it and have it consume you—and rule your life. He knows what it’s like to take a life; he’s done horrible things too. The reason why he’s so forgiving is simply because he’s probably experienced what they’ve went through, too. And he feels like he can’t judge people because that’d simply make him a hypocrite—because he has done bad things, too. He had made terrible choices. Choices he will have to live with. Choices he will regret for the rest of his life. And when Dontis gives advice or comforts others, I get the strong feeling that he is trying to be the companion he wished he had during those first few decades of his life.

Another thing I really loved about this audio was how it showed that Hunter listener and Dontis are parallels of each other. Dontis was young, and full of spite and wariness. When he had met that Turkish woman, he really thought that she was going to be just like all the rest of the humans he’d met before her. He thought that she wouldn’t hesitate to sell him out if it meant saving her life—or that she’d use and abuse him, but that was never the case. She simply needed love. She simply wanted company. This woman single handedly showed Dontis that not every single human he was going to meet would bad person. And as ironic as it sounds, her actions made Dontis gain some humanity of his own.

When hunter listener finally caught and trapped Dontis, they were just like him when he was younger. They hated supernatural beings and killed them before even getting a chance to know them—simply because they knew WHAT they were without getting to know WHO they were. But, in a strange turn of events, it was Dontis who made them realize the truth. It was Dontis who helped them forget their pain for a little while; Dontis, who gave them a second chance at living a good life—free from all the violence and acts of terror they have committed. And it was Dontis who have given them a different perspective on the beings they have once despised and condemned.

The lady is to Dontis as Dontis is to the hunter.

I feel like Dontis’ story—all of the struggles, pain, and suffering he has went through in order to become the beautiful, loving, caring person he is today, really reminds people that compassion and empathy aren’t things you are born with; nor is hatred and spite. Those behaviors are learned and taught. And I have totally forgotten that—because up until today, I’ve only gotten to see the type of person Dontis has become, and never thought about the type of person he once was.

Saku’s mind—his ability to write characters with so much depth and development—is absolutely insane. And honestly, this audio makes me love and appreciate Dontis even more than before.

Masterlist

[autistic-ace-bee]

this was it 😂

gremlins.... we are gremlins.... we are all 3 gremlins....

that we are.... gremlins....

[c-t-r-l14]

So…since we know that DONTIS actually have parents…ya’ll think he has half siblings too? Like since incubi and succubi—by extension, probably—will never be fulfilled by one person, which is why they are poly—ya’ll think that his mom and dad had kids with other people too??

[c-t-r-l14]

“You stared deeply into his eyes—his irises as gray as storm clouds, flecks of gold and brown peeking its way through the grey colored ocean that was his eyes. Soft and sweet. Warm and inviting. Loving and kind. And that was the first time you truly got to see how gorgeous Dontis was.”

—-“See You Again”, 2023

I made a lil’ sketch of my beloved Dontis. It was my first time drawing him, ever, so it might be a lil scuffed—but I tried my best and I am happy with the way it turned out!

This is also to hold y’all over until the story the I’m working on comes out💀 I’ve started it I SWEAR—but I also do be procrastinating and I’m lazy, lmaooo

Hope you like it! 🧡

[c-t-r-l14]

I was bored as hell in English, so have a quick and very messy sketch of my beloved Dontis. I need to draw him more 💀

[c-t-r-l14]

See You Again

“I said I’m ‘bout to go to war,

And I don’t know if I’ma see you again.”

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Synopsis: You find yourself wide awake, thinking about Dontis.

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“The sky was a shade of purple yesterday”.

A knot formed in your chest, and your whole body felt hollow. Heat bloomed throughout your entire being, and beads of sweat formed on your forehead as you typed.

“Yes, but the clouds rolled into orange hues.”

The overwhelming feeling of dread formed in the pit of your stomach, and you swayed slightly where you stood. You sucked in a deep, shaky breath and your whole body began to shake. You never would’ve guessed how two seemingly harmless sentences had such a profound effect on you. But, it made sense. Those words were the harbinger of war, and your beloved Dontis was in the very heart of the battlefield. With war, comes pain, and with pain, comes death, and it was a very likely possibility that Dontis could end up as a casualty. And, although this was something you’ve already realized, this stark, and very possible reality hasn’t hit you yet.

Feeling strangely detached from your own body, you started to get ready for bed.

……..

By the time you’ve emerged from the shower, night had fallen. The moon was out—its white radiance illuminating the midnight blue sky. There weren’t many stars peeking overhead that night, but the beautiful lights of the city that lived underneath the vast sky made up for it. You sighed inwardly, feeling hollow yet again. He would’ve loved this.

You remembered the first time you stayed in New Orleans with him. It was such an unfamiliar place—the city was bustling—full of rich culture, and people from many backgrounds, humans and supernatural beings alike. It was there where you finally saw what Dontis was trying to tell you when you two first met. There IS a place where everyone could live in harmony—without threat or fear. Without needing to hide. And that place was New Orleans. You remembered how Dontis beamed with absolute delight as he planned out what exactly you guys were going to do there, figuring out ways on how to make your stay so memorable, “that you’d never want to leave”—or however he put it. And if it were anyone else, they would’ve been smiling from ear to ear, eager to help with the planning, trying to find what days to go sightseeing at what time, and at what place; but all you could really think about was the recent revelations you’ve come to know, and how you’ve spent so many years of your life living a lie. Your hands were stained with the blood of so many people just to get this far—to finally catch the incubus who made your father go “missing.” And now the same incubus that you worked so hard to find stood before you, happily ranting about how exquisite Cafe du Monde’s cuisine was, and how you two should totally stop there for lunch tomorrow when he takes you on a tour around the city.

You let out a loud, hearty laugh—one that came from the very pit from your stomach, one so strong that it bounced from the back of your throat and reverberated against the buildings and streets. You couldn’t find the irony any more hilarious.

“What is so funny?” Dontis inquired, a bit confused as to why you were laughing seemingly out of nowhere.

“It’s just really crazy how just a little while ago, I had you tied up and chained in my basement. I never would’ve guessed that our lives—our relationship would go from that, to you planning on taking me on a grand tour around the city,” you chuckled, wiping a tear from your eye.

Dontis smiled—a smile that you grew fond of. A smile you’ve come to love.

“Ah, yes. Life could be crazy and unpredictable. But it could also be beautiful and exciting. Filled with anticipation and a bit of wonder. It’s for us to enjoy, if we allow ourselves to do that.”

You stared deeply into his eyes—his irises as gray as storm clouds, flecks of gold and brown peeking its way through the grey colored ocean that was his eyes. Soft and sweet. Warm and inviting. Loving and kind. And that was the first time you truly got to admire how gorgeous Dontis was. Your lips stretched into a toothy grin.

“Well,” You said, running your hand into your hair, “I’m glad you’re here to show me just how great life can be.”

And on this night, the moon was out, its white radiance on display for all to see.

The sky tinted in the shade of midnight blue.

Not a single star peeking overhead. The streets lined with city lights, and a bustling city that lived under the vast sky.

And it was a night just like this one, where you found love.

Your eyes began to sting and you crossed your arms, your nails digging into your skin to prevent yourself from falling into pieces. The reality struck you so hard that it almost knocked you over. Dontis may never come back, and that reality was too much to bear. And although you’ve made the decision to stay behind, you found yourself wishing that you went with him. You spent so many years of your life using your skills to hurt people, and it all amounted to nothing. But, this could’ve been your chance to actually put those skills to good use—to help and protect the ones you love instead of hurting and killing people for them. But it was all too late now. You let out a loud, forceful sob—one that came from the very pit of your stomach, one that clawed its way out of your throat, and made your chest tighten and burn. You sunk to the bed, your nails digging deeper and deeper into your skin. You had no idea what you’d do without him. He was the only person you actually gave a damn about. He was the only person you had ever truly loved. Being alone again in this world was a reality that you couldn’t handle. It was a reality that you weren’t willing to accept.

You laid in bed, although, you weren’t getting any sleep tonight.

Because Dontis had gone to war, and he had taken your heart with him.

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A/N: I remember listening to the audio where Dontis was saying goodbye to listener, and honestly his whole interaction with them just killed me inside. Dontis was the whole reason why listener was able to settle down in the first place—and he gave them the opportunity to actually live a life that didn’t have anything to do with violence and death. So, to see that the one person who taught you how to live your life now going off to risk their own, with a very big possibility of not coming back—just made me feel for them so bad.

I’m trying to get better at writing dialogue for these characters, so if there is any improvement that needs to be made, don’t hesitate to let me know!

That you so much for reading, ya’ll! 🧡

Masterlist

[teddybasmanov]

There are like nine characters (not including the listener(s)) in one scene! How much capacity do you think my brains have?

P.S. Dontis, beloved, are you sure it's the best time to have a heart-felt conversation?

P.P.S. "I know humanity too well," - I'm literally sitting beside you, dumbass?

[thedivinevera]

The noon

Part 3; the moon

(the series is discontinued unless the author decides)

Xanthus x reader, Xanthus Claiborne x reader, vampire x reader

Angst with no comfort, established relationship

Tw: death and violence, bad grammar, wrong spelling incoming

The night you both met you said to him that the moon is beautiful, Xanthus agrees despite the fact that he already sees it countless times but the last thing he knew it's the sunset that you find more endearing

Blood, everything is blood an ambush has happened which caught off xanthus and the rest, they manage to kill the other hunters but there are more. You on the other side is helpless you are a weak human, and not even a trained one how can you beat them. So you just did what you had to do stay with Xanthus as much as possible so he knew that you are safe

After an hour they manage to comeback in the safe house without major injuries.

“Xanthus? Are you alright?” “love? Yes I'm ok, come here” you walked to Xanthus and sit yourself on his lap, you let yourself fall to his chest “are you alright love? No injuries, wounds” you didn't say anything other than nodding, yes to him “the moon is beautiful right?” you asked him “yes, it is” he answer with his sweet voice lingering with softness and comfort “its as beautiful as the sunset” he agree “i love you so much” “i love you to the moon and back and to the moon once again and back” he laugh for a moment and kissed you cheeks, his eyes is looking at you sweetly, he has his pupil dilated and cheeks blushing, he's looking at you with heart in his eyes and all of his cards reveal to yours truly, you can see damn well enough how head over heals he is to you “you are my world and everything” you smile at him and kisses him on the nose, you stay at there for a moment, a moment where the moon is the witness of yours and his shared devotion and eternal, for a moment you don't want to leave, you want to stay...

“are you hungry?” you asked “no I'm not, you?” “kinda, i will get some food” “be careful” he said still reading the book on his hand. You walked down to the stairs and for some reason you can feel something strange, something different “so, you are his soulmate hah” you got caught off to the voice in the side of the room, red eyes looking at you “who are you?!! xanthus?!!” you shout and taking the knife in the counter handling it properly and ready to attack the Stranger, but a vampire is a vampire, it only need a second for your life to end and for the moment before your eyes close you can see Xanthus eyes looking at you, pained,hurt, lost and confuse. The vampire is gave Xanthus a good fight but when a monster lose his Beloved it would turn tame into feral

Blood is in the carpet, every minutes is count and every second feels too fast, Xanthus heart start to feel empty and your life is like a fast candle melting all its way leaving a dead corpse without heat or light to give to their beloved, please stay with me love, i promise i would figure this out he pray to his heart “Xanthus?, Please—” “love,please don't waste your energy, i would try to get the medical kit for a moment yeah? But i need to make sure you would stop bleeding” “Xanthus—lets face it” you cough a crimson blood leaving your white clothes red with smell of iron “no no no love, please i beg you don't leave me” every second that has past, his emotion and the shine in his eyes are taken “My request, do it yeah?” “ NO, NO, NO— DEAR i though we would have a life after this, please never sleep stay awake” but at the end of the day the angel of death need to take its prescious borrowed life, leaving Xanthus without the shine nor the love he Cherish. Dontis and the other see Xanthus cover in blood and his eyes is dark and scary “they're gone, i want them back” oh the sunset looks so beautiful isn't