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[equinox-86]

𝐀 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐓𝐨 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠

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「NOCTIS」 (It's chaotic everyday.) 「SUBARU」 Give it back! 「AYATO」 No way idiot, it's your fault for dropping your guard! That piece of meat is mine!

「NOCTIS」 (Somehow, I can't imagine living a normal life amongst humans, even if it's the best for me.) 「REIJI」 You two, cut it out! Subaru, don't hit the table or you'll have to pay for the repairs with your own money.

「KANATO」 Fufu... what a moron. Hey Azusa, go cut us a slice of cake. Teddy is craving something sweet. Right, Teddy? 「AZUSA」 Fufu... of course... one slice of cake... coming up...

「NOCTIS」 (This is a messed up way to think..I wonder what's wrong with me.) (...maybe, in a way, we are a chaotic family...?) 「YUMA」 Kou, ya bastard! That was the last one on my plate! 「KOU」 Fufu~ my bad, my bad, Yuma-kun, but you see it was just too irresistible fufu☆ 「YUMA」 Oi, get back here!!

「NOCTIS」 (No, I need to focus. I can't warm up to them... they are murderers.) 「NOCTIS」 (I should never forget what they've done to me.) 「AYATO」 Chichinashi, what are you spacing out for?

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Noctis' hatred towards the vampires starts to waver, as some of them have started to change slightly, but she is determined to go along with the task given to her, even after she was thrown out from the Vampire Hunters organisation. She still hates a majority of them even though some may have warmed up to her. How wil their relationships develop in Dark Fate?

[notdiabolika]

Mukamis Defend Their S/O From Bullying.

Bonds that start off strong tend to continue like that — when nurtured.

[Português]

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“Why… are you doing this?”

He stands by your side, fearless. Even when his voice isn't as loud and proud as he wants to, Azusa will defend you. He's always right there, holding your hand, wanting to be beside you.

“Come… we should… go to another place.”

Gently pulling on your hand, wanting to lead you away from this mess. Even if he believes that pain is inevitable, something irks him about the way you're treated.

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“They're a bunch o’ air heads! That's what they are, sow.”

This is not going to fly with Yuma. He's big, muscular, and as soon as someone he cares about gets bullied or intimidated, he'll proudly stand in front of them like a meat shield, pushing the bully back.

“Who do ya think ya are, huh?! I'm gonna kick your ass next time I catch you slacking!”

He's more than ready to throw fists, regardless if this gets him in trouble with Ruki. No one talks crap about you in his presence.

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“I’m sorry, I believe I misheard you?”

It may seem like he wouldn't get out of hand, and you're right, he probably won't. He will give the bullies the option to backtrack. And if they don't… he has the ability to insult someone deeply to the point they'll be left without words, and Ruki doesn't even have to swear. An advanced vocabulary is probably his biggest weapon.

“Let us go and you shall face no problems. I can't say what happens If you don't, though.”

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“Eh, girls… don't be so mean.”

A part of him is amused at the whole ordeal. He likes seeing the way you react to them, knowing the reason they're probably picking a fight with you in the first place is because they got jealous of him. So he embraces you from behind in front of them, a cheeky grin on his face.

“You wouldn't want to upset your idol, no? ♥”

And he’ll definitely want something in return for his kindness, as it’s expected.

(shameless redesign of my Instagram post on not_so_diabolik_lovers)

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[gagad]

Chibi our cutie turtle

Cutest mukami ever😔🙏🏻

[yumikattodl]

wanted to do something like what kou has in his routes

wanted to do something like what kou has in his routes I don't know if I succeeded but I quite like uwu

[bitacoradeunadialover]

ENTRE AMANTES TIRÁNICOS┆ ❝ DIABOLIK LOVERS ❞ (on Wattpad) 

¡¡¡FINALMENTE PUBLIQUÉ CUATRO CAPÍTULOS DE “ENTRE AMANTES TIRÁNICOS”!!! 

Aquí la historia:

Tras un incidente que casi le cuesta la vida, la joven escritora Cira Amatto termina atrapada en una mansión maldita con el infortunado hado de sufrir, corromperse y caer ante las perversiones de sus extraños habitantes: seis vampiros sádicos.

Dispuesta a develar las verdades no dichas, mentiras y secretos que se ciernen sobre cada uno de ellos y a su vez, velando por la seguridad y supervivencia de Yui Komori, Cira seguirá un sendero que puede conducirla hacia su libertad o hacia la perdición absoluta.

¿Pero podrá lograr salir con vida de aquella mansión maldita siendo que está rodeada de muerte? ¿Qué tanto está dispuesta a hacer y soportar para cumplir sus objetivos? ¿Qué tan lejos podrá llegar siendo que, para los vampiros que la rodean, su vida no tiene valor alguno?

¡¡¡Gracias por estar y espero de todo corazón que les guste!!!

[lets-bewitched]

Diabolik Lovers Sadistic Horoscope 

[mino-diabolik]

The Mukami incident

Otherwise known as: How Mystic met the Mukami

[Location: Unknown]

Mystic: Ugh—!

[I roll out of the overgrown into an open space and quickly crawl back until my back hits what seems to be a fence. The entities that had been chasing after me come to a stop right by the end of the trees and bushes and stand to glare at me. They spin around and leave.]

Mystic: Haa...

?: Oi.

Mystic: . . . !?

[I quickly look up, to find a tall figure hovering over me. I stare at him for at least a second before deciding to try to slip away. I barely manage to dumbly crawl away before he fishes me up by the back of my shirt.]

Let go!

Tall Guy: Heh… what the hell? Whose child is this?

Mystic: (Huh!?)

[I glare. I throw my arm around his neck and swing upwards, using my body weight to bring him down.]

Tall Guy: —!?

Mystic: [When he falls, I squirm out of his grasp and make a run for it.]

(Shit, shit, shit, shit—)

Tall Guy: Where the hell ya think you’re goin’!?

Mystic: Woah!

[In the blink of an eye, I find myself being carried on the guy’s shoulder. My eyes widened and I gasp, grasping onto his back in order to keep myself from falling.]

Wa—

Mystic: [I suddenly hear footsteps approaching. I try to push him down again, but this titan grabs my leg and arm to keep me from wriggling further.]

?: Huh, Yuma? What’s going?

Yuma: This kid appeared outta nowhere. The hell am I supposed to do?

Mystic: [I almost choke when the newcomer moves around Yuma so that he could look at me.]

(Isn’t… isn’t this the Idol Kou!?)

Kou: Hey, hey—

Mystic: [He pokes my forehead twice.]

Kou: —what are you doing here?

Mystic: I—... this a misunderstanding!

Kou: Hmm... maybe bring him inside. Looks like he’s bleeding.

Mystic: (Bleeding!?)

[I had not realized a stain of blood had formed on my shoulder. I gasp audibly. Perhaps one of the creatures scratched me and I didn’t notice.]

Yuma: Ya’re kiddin’ me, right...?

Kou: No. Let’s go〜★

Mystic: Wha—ah!?

[nosakaya]

Hello, so after a long time I decided to start this blog. (^^) You can ask the characters questions from the diabolic lovers ^^ I can also write x reader short story as one - shot ^^

[fengmoonlightsblog]

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[equinox-86]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬' 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞

ーMonologueー

After completing trial after trial, my heart was finally returned to its rightful place. It was 4 days of complete chaos, but those 4 days of complete chaos allowed us all to create fun memories together in this city. I wish the parade lasted longer. Everyone agreed that Walter's plan was stupid. Ayato was very furious about it, and we both had the same idea: In the end, we went with my original plan and broke into Bernstein Castle's treasure room to take a peek at Walter's collection. After all, we do deserve a little reward for that big scare, don't we? Fufu. There's nothing wrong with being a little bad. Such a plan was instigated and led by me.

I got Carla to destroy the barrier and have Shin, Yuma and Subaru break down the walls with their bare fists, allowing the rest of us to enter the property without any casualties. We were all unscathed, except for Azusa who threw himself onto the falling rubble… of course. To our surprise, there was no sign of Walter's presence in the castle. His butler caught sight of us, however he was too terrified to stop us. He simply stood there, trembling, panicking as we passed by him. We marched forward, towards the treasure room. As Reiji input a rather…. odd password, we finally reached our destination. It's safe to say that Laito will keep teasing him about it for the coming weeks. Never would I have ever deemed it possible for all of us to spend the final moment of the parade together peacefully. Let's see what the future has in store for us…

ーMonologue ENDー

A/N: That one was a little pain to edit. I'm getting the hang of the hair. Now I'll just practice clothing a little more. All these CG edits help me a lot with learning the style ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

[notdiabolika]

A Social Butterfly.

Meeting at the cat cafe.

| Featuring: Kou Mukami & Yui Komori.

[Português]

The doors that lead to our bedrooms have locks. And although not always clean, the hallways are safe. 

The garden is unlike the one, filled with roses, I was used to watering. It instead houses a humble plantation that smells of a vivid mix of the most varied vegetables (and fruits). The kitchen too. It alone could house a family of five.

Or maybe, just four. This place is exactly as the name implies: Mukamis’ Mansion.

— You should thank me for asking you out. — The arrogant words come out with a soft hum, meant as a joke. At least I hope so. — That skin of yours could use some sunlight… — While opening the door for me, Kou gives one of his characteristic smiles. The one everybody knows. 

One of the most popular idols in Japan, from magazines to the streets of the quiet Kanashimashi town. The flushed skin, the slender face adorning blue eyes like the skies, blond hair blowing in the wind, voluminous locks covering the right side of his face. 

Since he likes pink, today he wears a coat with the color arranged in a modern design: fitted and with only two large buttons to close the top part.

— Where are we going? — I ask.

When I compare, the pink of my blouse and the strands of my hair seem to fade next to him…

— Oh, what a silly question! — With an expression of someone who is holding back laughter, he quickens his pace to slide the noisy old gate and, finally, step onto the sidewalk. — Don't be impatient. You're acting like my older brother, always hurrying us up. You'll know when we get there.

The fact is that the atmosphere at home is strange, and that makes me a little scared to walk down the street, like that, without worry.

Ruki burnt the food about three times this week alone. Yuma looks like he slipped his hand and dumped a whole bag of fertilizer on his tomatoes. And Azusa? He insists on cleaning the house alone, he hurts himself way more often than he cleans... 

Out of all the boys, Kou was the one I saw the least daily. Suddenly, he started to dedicate himself twice as much to modeling.

 — I just decided to take you for a walk, masochistic kitten, nothing more... — I cringe with embarrassment at the nickname, some pedestrians staring at us. — Let’s go to a very appropriate place for someone like you… ♥

— Eh— I cover my ear, feeling itchy when his face gets closer to mine. — Don't whisper so close. And… you're making me nervous, saying such things!

— Are you really bothered by so little? — he jokes, putting his arm around my shoulder as we walk. — Isn't that body of yours too tense?

The last thing I want is for any of his fans (or paparazzi) to see us together and jump to weird conclusions! Walking like that, close to him, makes me feel awkward. Maybe it's because of my missteps, or because from afar, we actually look like a couple. 

The walk continues slowly, bringing us closer to a small cafe, far from our part of the neighborhood. Green bricks adorn the windows and the billboard of a smiling pudding-shaped kitten, the windows giving views of the few customers.

— That's... — before I can finish my sentence, he moves his arm away and steps in front. The small bell hanging on the door rings when pushed—

Yes, a traditional atmosphere, complete with the smell of fresh coffee and chocolate cake on the platters carried by the waitresses. However, there was still room for some quirky furniture… Scratching posts, shelves, ladders, toys, and some lined cardboard boxes scattered around the corners, all customized to match the pastel color palette.

— So, did you like it? — he even traces his nails on an empty, more isolated scratching post as we enter. — A shame that the kitten is too big to fit in the toys...

His comment barely reaches my ears — I'm too busy crouching down to pet the gray cat that's come to greet us.

— Wow… — I am enchanted by his way of “greeting”, rubbing himself against our legs before returning to the room. I get distracted enough to say out loud: — It looks like Ruki.

The comment gets a loud laugh from Kou.

— Wow, that needy and clingy lil’ guy? Just like him. — he looks up, narrowing his eyelids until shopping at the top of the highest shelf, where a large orange cat stretches out. — Look, that one looks like Yuma!

Seeing that Kou took it as a joke makes me relieved. I laugh when I notice the similarity.

— Garfield too. — I look at the drawings on the counter, colored, made with chalk. — Oh, there's a kitten in a beret! Just li—

Thum.

We should have realized.

We were blocking the entrance and as a result, our backs were hit by the door. 

— I'm sorry. — Pulling Kou by the hand, I make room for a scared-looking little girl to pass by. — We better get moving…

— Where do you think you're grabbing?

I let go immediately, thinking he would be angry due to his sharp tone. I was wrong. When I turn around, I find the most superb little grin in his smug face.

— How audacious of you, holding the hand of an idol... I'm going to start to think you're wanting something. — His sarcastic laugh infects the air, and he soon drags a chair over for me to sit on. I had my mouth open, trying to find the words to refute him— Come on, ladies first.

The fact is that Kou always seems to have a good answer on the tip of his tongue, it catches me off guard every time. Right when I have an idea of ​​what to reply, another voice emerges.

— Good morning, dear ones. — A nice old lady comes to give us the menu, a sweet smile on her face. — Do you already know what you’re going to ask?

The menu is cute. Full of stickers and—

— Oh yes. — Kou's hand rests on the top of my head, patting me all of a sudden. — My little sister is having her birthday today. I was wondering if you guys could get a free slice of cake.

… What?

— Wait a sec…

— How wonderful, Mr. Kou! — While I look confused, the waitress looks at us with pure affection, like a grandmother, writing something down in her notebook. — Of course, our promotion is always open. Will you want anything else?

I'm pretty sure today isn't my birthday. And I'm not his sister either.

— Let me see… a croissant for both of us and coffee. I can pay for that part. — I stare at the astronaut cat on the menu. He had a face as confused as mine. — Oh, and the piece of strawberry cake for each, for the free birthday bonus, please.

When she leaves, I stare at Kou.

— … What was that?

— Free dessert, girl. The rest is on me.

That doesn't really explain why he called me sister... and judging by his face, I doubt he'll explain anything. So I leave it aside, wanting to avoid a nuisance.

I observe the free movement of the felines, taking the opportunity to fix my curls tangled by the street wind with my fingers. I'm terrible at starting a conversation. Kou, however, resembles a butterfly with it's wings covered in night shadows. I say this because, from the way his leg was shaking under the table, he seemed anxious — different from the charismatic man who had just invented those lies.

— Ah... You've been working a lot lately.

His expression softens when he hears my voice.

— …So you noticed? Hmm. Good to know I'm missed. — Kou also fixed his hair, turning his head to both sides discreetly, before leaning forward on the table: — It's been quite a struggle. If it weren't for my job, I would be without my products right now. 

I confess that I am surprised by this statement. I look closely at his skin, unable to find any detail that suggests the use of makeup. I've never been very good at noticing changes in people's faces.

— Wait, do you wear makeup outside of performances?

— Of course I do. Just today, I was thinking about buying a little makeup kit to test on you... — one of his fingers starts to twirl a wavy strand of mine, close to my cheek. — Although, to make your cheeks red, all it takes is to make you a little nervous and… voilà. Blush is pretty unnecessary.

I notice that, in the middle of his comment, a group of waitresses approaches our table, with two slices of pink cake on a platter: one with a candle and the other without. I realize what's coming before I start.

— Happy birthday! ♪ Happy birthday to you…

Are they singing… happy birthday? It's very quiet so as not to scare the cats, but most people around are staring. And Kou keeps his face intact, smiling as if nothing was wrong.

I feel coerced. I don't know whether to sing along, whether to clap, whether to wait for it to end—

My ears are burning with embarrassment.

— T-thank you... — They put the cake in my face, a sparkling candle blinding my vision. — Thank you, really…

Do they only do this to people who say it's their birthday and it's not? I try to blow out the candle, which doesn't even shake with the wind.

— Let me help you, little sister ♥

That velvety voice of Kou… certainly has a tone of irony! And the way he looks at me with so much enthusiasm makes it worse. I'm being laughed at. With one breath from the vampire, the spark goes out, the brief song coming to an end. 

The waitresses smile, leaving the cake along with the other delicacies Kou ordered by himself on the table.

— Enjoy! — a moment of peace for me to consume my meal after this crazy story. 

I let a relieved sigh roll out of my lips, taking the warm croissant in my hands, taking a bite. It is very soft, buttery and smooth. Just how I like it.

— Aren't you forgetting something, masochistic kitten? You know, the bare minimum…

I wipe my mouth with a napkin that's decorated with cartoonish feline paws, my gaze unable to hide the merely indignant glow that this whole ordeal made me have. In the end, I end up laughing.

— Thank you, Kou…

A break from the chaos at home is welcome. But thinking about it, his presence already makes a lot of… interesting side-effects. 

We spend a pleasant morning, surrounded by boxes and kittens that snuggle in our legs. The food was on point, and the conversations around us made us want to talk to each other too. 

So we did — we talked and had coffee.

Maybe I'm being too tolerant of Kou, however, as I always see him so excited to do things, I find it difficult to deny his desires. Because it's also very difficult to deal with his bad mood.

On days like this, he just takes my arm and I follow him. And we get somewhere.

— Credit, please. — His mood had already improved a little, until it was time to pay the bill.

There was silence, and…

— Card declined.

Kou swallows hard next to me. He gives an embarrassed laugh, even flinching. The final receipt must not have been more than 500 yen.

— Try it again, please…? Haha…

His voice muffles in my ears, just as everything starts to make sense in my head… the extra hours of work, the tension at home— 

Is it possible that the Mukamis… 

Are having financial problems? 

Why didn't any of them tell me? I swore they were mad at me or something. But from Kou's sheer panic, it looks like I was mistaken.

— I-I can pay. — I say, raising my finger. — You took the trouble to prepare all this... the price is just a detail.

His gaze follows me, an astonished face that turns to my desk. I had enough, so I quickly handed over the 500 yen coin and thanked her for the meal, standing up.

He does the same, our chairs clattering.

— You are really as kind as Ruki says... too kind. — Leaning against the table, he tries to suppress another smile. — Most of the girls would be screaming at me to the top of their lungs.

— It's really nothing too serious…

I look up to meet his eyes, noticing a soft red glow behind his bangs. It didn't come from the cheeks.

It was his special power. The iris that reveals the truth.

— No, it's not. — He grabs my shoulders before I can pull away, a mischievous emotion flickering in his eyes. — I think you deserve a reward.

It all happened so quickly, that I could barely notice the blush that spread across my cheekbones, the cause, or even the reason of everything that had happened.

His lips touched mine...

And for a moment, I was taken to the blue sky.

Floating, stupefied, above the cotton clouds that embraced us in that strangely tender moment, as sudden as the breeze.

— You need to be more honest with yourself. You didn’t go out with me because ‘I got a sharp tongue, no. — He caresses my cheek with the tip of his nail. — You came because you like me.

The weight of the world seems to fall on my head. Smug, powerful words that I feared were true.

CLAM!

But I didn't have time to process any of that.

The old lady who served us just dropped an entire plate of sweets. She looked at us in astonishment.

— Y-you… ?

Finally, with Kou's lackey laugh as he pulls me away, I understand the reason for horror.

— Wait! — Before passing through the door, I shout: — NO, WE ARE NOT SIBLINGS!

She's even shaking. Everyone is looking….

— K-Kou!

I don't think I'll ever go out with him again.

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Hello, I'm back! This is an old request that was sent to me in April and I'm only posting it now 💖 (punctuality is not my thing.

I wrote this as if Yui had left the Sakamakis' mansion and was starting to adapt to the Mukamis 🫠 I hope it's decent!

Have a nice day ☀️

[thereal-queen-sakamaki818]

Diabolik Lovers More Blood with Kou

Me watching the anime: He seems so nice •0•. No he doesn't.

Me researching the anime (the boys): New but interesting! Wow... Kou, you hypocrite as well.. but I'm also sorry.

Me taking the quizzes: I got you once but I kept getting that Shu guy.

Me joining the fandom: Why can't I find you anywhere ???

--

Me now: I don't have a thing for blonds, you were just the best the Mukami could offer.

[gagad]

Chibi slender man

😩my fave mukami boy

[yumikattodl]

happy brithday Kou Mukami

[officialdiabolikgoddess]

⛓𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐫🎃 . . . . . . #diabolikloversmasqueradejewel#diaboliklovers#rukimukami#koumukami#azusamukami#yumamukami https://www.instagram.com/p/CGpU9RInX-z/?igshid=4siqrp8ttpad