#poor Noé

[callilemon]

What do you think Louis would have looked like had The Incident never happened and he lived up to Domi's age in the present if canon? What would him and Noé's dynamic look like? And also imagine the massive love triangle of him, Noé, and Vanitas.... That'd be fascinating. 2 emo boys vying for his attention.

If Louis had lived, I imagine he wouldn’t of changed too much. Maybe have longer hair, and a different style? (I drew him pretty in canon tho hah)

If this was the case, my head canon is Noé and Vanitas meet in the same way, only he’s looking for a cure for Louis and Vanitas manages to give him his name back. So I think his relationship with Vanitas would be more or less the same. If anything he’d have more admiration for him for saving his friend. I do think he and Louis would be romantically involved but with Vanitas added to the mix? I can’t decide if Louis would absolutely love him, because they’re so similar or absolutely despise him for the same reasons 😂

I do see them tormenting Noé to no end hence the doodle 😂

(Just realized I don’t know the ship name for Louis x Noé. Lounoé?)

[bookdragonquotes]

[bluesheepbluefriend]

I think about this post a lot

And then I cry sksndjdjkckf

Besides the waltz scene, this is the biggest hint for me at least that Noé is falling for Vanitas.

Because let’s be absolutely clear, he did not have to be here. Noé had no purpose in this scene and mochijun doesn’t seem like a writer who positions their characters without reason.

To me, love isn’t something that occurs instantly. It takes time, trust, understanding, and vulnerability. That’s exactly Noé and Vanitas’ journey in their relationship. And they have already come to care about each other greatly but the subject of love comes into play.

I believe wholeheartedly that it will be revealed eventually that Noé has come to love Vanitas. Now whether it’ll be as romantic, platonic, or simply unlabelled pure “love” is up for debate. Regardless, Noé is aware that something is stirring within him but he doesn’t understand.

If it is romantic we might likely go the unrequited route. Seeing that Vanitas may love Noé but not romantically. No matter what however, any love Noé will have for him simply leads to an inevitable broken heart.

[mimimou]

This Barbie is mrrp meow sniff!

[menelaus-blue]

all i’m going to say is that as a black american person reading the new vnc chapter, i did chuckle a bit when vanitas was explaining oppression to noé…it was funny to me ok?

[lordmushroomkat]

Anyway I have purged my queue of Ace Attorney (I posted it all, enjoy the the massive wall of nonsense from me.) So now it's just miscellaneous and then The New Brainrot.

There's already an image of one of these clowns on here so enjoy that.

But anyway... It's Vanitas Time.

I am unhinged about all of the characters but I am becoming absolutely unwell about the titular Vanitas himself.

He's an asshole and I like him so much.

He's unhinged. He's so disingenuous and so repressed but he's so bad at keeping his feelings in. I swear sometimes he's just dissociating in the middle of a conversation.

He's a bastard and a bitch. He hates both vampires and humans for their cruelty but not nearly as much as he hates himself.

He has completely given up on life and is sustaining himself purely on spite and guilt. He makes people hate him on purpose.

He is kind but not nice. He is the embodiment of that cat knife meme, you know the one. He is babygirl and pathetic little meow meow. I want to send him to therapy.*

His vibes are constructed entirely out of red flags. He's a bisexual man that you want to keep 20 feet away from all women at all times because geeeeez my guy learn to behave yourself. He's a sarcastic prick. He's incomprehensibly traumatized.

I want to run him over with a freight train. I want to wrap him up in a homemade quilt and give him a cup of hot cocoa. I want someone to hold him tenderly. I want that twink obliterated (gayly).

He looks and acts like a feral alley cat. His outfit is simultaneously iconic and absurd. I think he stole someone's gender. He wears gloves with claws on them.

He is terrified of genuine connection yet he craves intimacy so badly. He is a massive pile of trust issues.

He is doomed by the narrative, he is running out of time, he is destroying himself through every step of his objective. He knows he will likely destroy himself before he can ever succeed. He is terrified of losing his humanity. He calls his objective vengeance but I'm pretty sure it's actually absolution.

There is something very very wrong with him.💖💜💙

*(I want to send all of these characters to therapy.)

[littencloud9]

DAMN OKAY POE WANNABE. WE GET IT

[itsrainingfeathers]

I want to know more about the Shapeless One so bad

[cluescorner]

Dominique, Dante, Jeanne, and Vanitas: *Having a nice little date/spying adventure* 

Noé: *Is alone for the whole day*

Chekhov: Allow me to introduce myself. 

[kamapon]

First (and poor) attempt at drawing Noé Archiviste.... (there'll be a second one, I hope)

[solmxri]

You know… Noe didn’t think that taking a part time as a TA in between jobs would be this difficult to just get In the school - but here she is. Standing a little ways away at the protesting teacher and wondering what she got herself into.

She was just about ready to take a U-turn and call it quits for today… or the rest of the week depending on how long this lasts - when a… strangely dressed man caught her attention. The first thought that popped into her head that threatened to slip passed her lips was - Who still dresses like that in this day and age? On a fairly warm morning at that? - however, the image of her commander popped into her mind and that thought was quickly wiped from her mind.

Maybe she was staring for too long? Or he just so happened to look over while her ruby eyes took in attire, whatever may be the case, the strange man suddenly called her over and Noe, suddenly thrust into the spotlight, felt like she didn’t have much of a choice after the way she criticize his style. Letting out a breath, she didn’t remember holding in - she walked over the gentleman and took the open spot next to time, nervously scratching at her cheek as she settled down.

“Y-Yeah… you can say that. Today was supposed to be my first day as a TA, but as you can see…- I don’t think I’ll be getting an opportunity any time soon to start.”

Ruminations of a more interesting day, Lawrence found himself perched outside on a bench adjacent to the university that he works at. It was a little side gig he partook in when he stays in his realm but due to the unfortunate events of the last month - the teachers union was on strike and he was left without a class to teach. That didn't stop him from actually showing up to the campus and staring up at the building, as well as watching the other faculty stood outside with several of his students who seem equally as confused. He shrugs his shoulders as he catches their glances, a shake of the head was given before he returns his thoughts elsewhere. Perhaps he should have stayed home? His attention falls over to an individual nearby, eyes perking up to look over at them. It was still early hours but predicament has them curious if they were a student or just a passerby of the rather busy city block. Lawrence simply offers a hand out to the empty seat on the bench next to him is, hoping that maybe they'd like to chat with a stranger such as him.

❝ Pretty rowdy morning, huh? I suppose you wouldn't mind keeping me company for a bit, I find myself without anything to do since I have no class to teach today it looks like... ❞

starter call / @solmxri ( noe )

[visjules]

Okay but like, Vanitas was SOOO jealous this episode holy shit. He first points out how “friendly” they are, and then he gets all over Noé like he’s marking his fucking territory

Also him giggling when she says she didn’t know how to read, looking at Noe like?? Are you trying to look “better”?? Poor Noé is so damn confused

[neversetyoufree]

Just recently found your blog and i love it!!! do have any theories for vanitas' original name? My guess is Abraham, for all it doesn't really fit him, after Abraham van hellsing, who is both a doctor and vampire expert, which I think matches mochijuns naming conventions. Doesn't hurt that it matches with Noe (noah) religiously.

Thank you!! Welcome to the party ;D

Traditionally, I've always said I don't have any strong theories on Vanitas's name—at least none that I actually expect to come true. I think(?) I've talked about this before, but that's not really the kind of theorizing I do? Since right now any name theory is wild guessing and speculation, not elaborating from the text.

That said, I do now have one pet theory that I'm partial to (one I didn't have the last time someone asked me this). I don't actually think this is going to be the case in canon, but for now, I really enjoy the concept of Vanitas's real name being Byron. This is mostly because I think it would be funny, but there are some actual connections too.

Long context short, Lord Byron wrote an unfinished draft of what would have been the first modern vampire story, and then his personal doctor (John William Polidori) took the same idea and fleshed it out into The Vampyre—the actual generally recognized first modern vampire story. But! Polidori's version of the vampire (the version that established a lot of our vampire tropes) was partly inspired by Byron himself. So Byron is sort of this almost-but-not-quite vampire author, writing but also inspiring the tropes of vampirism, which reflects interestingly on Vanitas's relationship to actual vampirism. He's not a vampire, but he's much closer to one than any other human, and in demeanor, he acts more stereotypically vampiric than Noé and many other vampire characters.

Also, Byron is the namesake of the Byronic hero, which Vanitas is a perfect example of. He's brooding, cynical, arrogant, and intelligent, but despite his gloom and self-destructiveness, he has a sort of lonely magnetism about him. Once again, the concept of the Byronic hero is inspired by/named after both Byron himself and the characters he wrote.

As I said, I don't think I'm going to be right about this, as there's a million other theories that could fit just as well, but in the meantime, the concept does tickle me. Polidori's Byron-based vampire even has an especially strong connection to the moon :D.

Anyway, I really like your theory as well. I've noted before that it's interesting that there's no Van Hellsing reference in VnC (or any direct Dracula references at all, save poor dead Mina). It's almost surprising given Dracula is the iconic vampire story. I never even considered that there could be a Dracula reference hidden right there in Vani and waiting to be discovered, but it does make sense. The doctor/vampire expert connection is really fun and fitting! Though I'm afraid I don't know enough about the biblical Abraham to say anything interesting about that aspect beyond what you pointed out there.

[callilemon]

And, I'm here to make it worse 💓

Happy angsty Christmas, friends!

[shalomniscient]

sevchino req!!! wanna see protective arle to the children please,,,,,,father in action raahhhh

you and me BOTH anon 🥺🥺🥺 ......................

protective || sevchino

cw. none (?)

notes. yeah i like bullying pantalone (and not in a fun way like a bully rahu). sue me. also super self indulgent with no consistent pov dshjjdfhk

"My, my. What's a little girl like you doing in a place like this, hm?"

Estelle hugs the little bear closer to her chest. Her father had told her to stay in the office, but she was taking so long, and it was starting to get lonely...

She lifts her eyes up from the ground to look at the man crouched before her. He has long, dark hair that reminds her of her father's with how soft it looks. He has a polite smile on his face, but it doesn't reach his eyes. And his eyes—something about them made her nervous.

"I'm here with my father," she answers quietly, squeezing her toy. "I was supposed to stay in the office, but..."

The man clicks his tongue. "Tsk. Poor little thing, did your father leave you behind?"

Estelle bites her lip. Should she answer him? Father always told her not to speak with strangers, but it's been so long, and she wants to go home. She knows she'd begged her father to let her tag along, but now, all she wants to do is go home to her mother and Noé.

So she nods, looking back down at the ground. The man sighs, and rises back to his full height. He's tall, towering over her, and the way the lights backlight his form makes Estelle reflexively take a step back. He looks down at her down the bridge of his nose, the silver rim of his glasses glinting.

"Then how about I help you find her, hm?" he asks. "I think I know exactly who your father is."

Despite her apprehension, Estelle brightens. "Really?"

"Really," he nods. His white cloak parts, and he extends a gloved hand to her. But before he can take her smaller hand in his own, an arc of pure, blistering flame snakes around the girls feet, creating a protective, blazing wall. But around the girl, the fires cool, warm and comforting instead of threatening.

Footsteps echo like thunder down the hall, and the man tucks his hand back into his cloak, those dangerous eyes turning sharp, and a venomous grin creeping onto his face.

"We meet again, Knave," he sneers. Estelle turns, and standing behind her, expression twisted into a level of fury she's never seen before, is her father. A blood-red wing pulses over her left shoulder, flickering and shifting in the light. In her father's hand is a mean-looking red scythe, radiating a furious, hungry aura.

"Stay away from my daughter, Regrator," Arlecchino snarls, practically vibrating with rage. She keeps her eyes trained on the other Harbinger as she kneels down, and Estelle runs into her waiting arm. Pantalone watches it all with a deceptively placid smile.

"You know," he hums, "she has her eyes."

Arlecchino glares at him with enough fury to kill a normal man. But as much as she loathes the waste of breath before her, he is still a Harbinger, and Harbingers have always been far from normal.

"Do not speak of my wife," she says lowly, dangerously, cradling Estelle against her chest. Estelle tucks her head beneath her father's chin, one small hand winding tight in her father's jacket and the other clutching her bear plushie. The little thing's fur is slightly singed. Then, her father's gaze shifts from the man and to her, and her eyes soften. "Are you alright, starshine?"

Estelle nods, snuggling closer against her father's warmth. Arlecchino presses a soft kiss to her forehead, then turns back to Pantalone. She dispels her scythe, but it does not make her any less deadly. She considers, briefly, ripping the man before her to shreds; but Estelle takes priority, and she'd hate for her daughter to have to witness such violence, so she turns on her heel and walks away instead.

She will ensure the Regrator understands that her family is off limits in other ways.

[thewritetofreespeech]

hello! before i start blabbing, i wanna say i enjoy all your writing and really appreciate the time you put into it! (it's crazy tbh, i'd never have the patience/creativity for it,, especially with some of the oddly specific stuff you've been able to answer/write for so well lol)

but if you're still cool with writing for vnc, could I request a noe x male or gender neutral reader who's been sheltered/isolated (like noe used to be when he was younger) and is having a hard time socially/mentally? if that's too vague or you'd rather write something happier, i'd love to see noe and/or vanitas with a hyper-affectionate reader who kinda wants to spoil them lol

Noé considers himself a fairly learned man of the world now. He’s not, but let’s just let him think that. It makes him so happy.

But he remembers what it was like when he first came to Paris, or the Professors manor. All the new sights, smells, sounds. It can be overwhelming.

He doesn’t ask the specifics of why they were so sheltered. Nor does he dare use his ability on them to find out without their consent.

Noé assumes that they will tell him in their own time. Or they won’t. And that’s perfectly fine too.

Acts as their tour guide around the city, with poor results.

Besides his innate horrible sense of direction, Noé usually has no idea what he’s talking about. Much to Vanitas’s annoyance as he follows behind and corrects Noé, so they don’t give them the wrong information.

He is helpful though in telling them all the things he wished someone had told him. As well as being supportive.

Being isolated can be very, well, isolating. And even when you’re not there anymore you can still feel cut off from everyone. Like you’re so far behind you’ll never catch up.

Noé doesn’t want them to feel that way, so he’ll always be the one person there with them. So, they don’t feel alone.