#take my louis and yakumo

[heavenly-kazee]

Them. I swear I am normal—

[reflectionsofacreator]

Louis stood up and dusted his hands off, and Mia could see his frown even through his mask. “Do we want to take a break here, and head back to the base? Come back once we’ve rested?”  Yakumo’s brows rose. “If you’re the one suggesting that, then….”  “I know, I know,” he sighed, and shook his head. “But Aiden clearly isn’t alright, and this place has been difficult on all of us. I don’t like the idea of turning back now, but I don’t want to risk one of us turning to ash.”  “If we leave now, then the Lost we’ve already defeated might reform before we come back,” Mia pointed out. Idly she brushed Aiden’s hair out with her fingers, and she could still feel flecks of dried blood against the long strands. Her own hair was greasy, dirty, and no better, and she desperately wanted a shower, but practicality had to come first. This wasn’t her first foray into dangerous territory that held something she wanted, and creature comforts would be secondary until they were done.  Louis frowned beneath his mask, his eyes narrowing as he looked at the larger platform that had held the berserk Lost that had almost taken all of them out. He glanced first at Yakumo, then at her, then finally at Aiden, and seemed to weigh his options.  “It’s a valid concern,” he said finally, and sighed. “But I’d rather us be cautious than reckless. Any death here might take weeks to reform from, and we’re lower on supplies than I’d like. Not to mention Aiden’s probably not feeling well — the vestige was one of his.”  Mia’s brows rose, and she looked down at the sleeping revenant in a new light. No wonder he’d acted like he did, if it held a death of his. Some of her own deaths had been brutal, and she had no desire to relive the sequence of events that lead to them. 

--Raven Feathers, ch 11: Turbulence

It's done! And I get to use my spiffy new banner that I made~

[heavenly-kazee]

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>𝖂 𝖊 𝖑 𝖈 𝖔 𝖒 𝖊 𝖙 𝖔 𝖒 𝖞 𝖇 𝖑 𝖔 𝖌<

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" Is anyone here...? G o h o m e c h i l d r e n . . . . "

"𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚔 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝. 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎"

\ 𝔄 𝔟 𝔬 𝔲 𝔱 𝔐 𝔢 /

Name: Amane

Age: 19↑

Pronouns: She/Her/They/Them

Faith: Spiritualist, Animism, Pantheism & Shamanism

Hobbies: drinking tea, listening to music, anime, writing, roleplay, reading and drawing

Current obsession: Horror enthusiast, gothic literature, supernatural mystic and forbidden media

MBTI: INTJ

Enneagram: 5w4

Tritype: 584 (5 with 8 fix)

Subtype: sx/sp

Sexuality: Non-binary & Bisexual

Type of media: old-fashioned

Simp/Kin: Louis James Moriarty, Yoshiya Kiryu (Joshua), Mycroft Holmes, Sherlock Holmes, Yakumo Koizumi & Roxas

Ships I enjoy: Sherlouis, Mylock, Johnlock, Morlock, Soroku & ShoJosh (traditionally Abeshiya, I can't move on whenever I see sherlouis)

Project I'm currently writing: Mysterious Exorcist/Nazo No Exorcist & Fountain Of Death (web novel)

Fandoms I'm in:

Yuukoku No Moriarty/Moriarty The Patriot (active)

Sherlock & Co. (active)

ACD Sherlock Holmes (active)

Kingdom Hearts (active)

Ayakashi Koi Meguri/Ayakashi Romance Reborn (active)

Mononoke (active)

The World Ends With You/Subarashiki Sekai (active)

Corpse Party (occasionally active)

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WIP fics:

Daffodils and Ambrosia (unfinished)

Longing Of Snow (unfinished)

The Lines Should've Been Cut (unfinished)

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The commissions are closed due to unfinished fics but I would be open the moment I'm done with all of them, though it would take months for me to finish depending the word length and story plot. Meanwhile, you should check out my Twitter too just in case if you wanted to do a little stalking ;)

Here's the acc I'm currently using: https://x.com/heavenly_kazee?t=9mvk_fT31ObZb42VOUNvtQ&s=09

Adieu~

[yellowcrumpet]

Have some more screenshots of Artorias but this time with him hanging out with Yakumo and Louis at home base.

[marinightveil]

CODE VEIN: When The Bells Toll

CHAPTER

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It felt like there was a wait on her chest a warm heavy one, what was this? Opening up her eyes slowly she noticed that the night had come and there was a dim candle lighting the room, was everyone asleep already?

Trying to sit up, she felt that heaviness again, what was it?

Looking down she noticed it was Louis asleep on her. When did he get there?! And WHY was HE sleeping on her?! Not to mention in the same bed as her.....?

Oh no did something happen?! Looking under the covers a little she breathed a sigh of relief .

She still had all her clothes on, wait...why was she even thinking like this?? Louis would never take advantage of her? He's to much of a gentleman and would never do anything out of his element. She shook her head with a slight smile before putting her hand on his head rubbing it lightly.

A smile rose from the sleeping Louis as he spoke softly in his sleep.

Louis:..... No.....that's a good book hah..ha I'll read it for you "

Mari couldn't help but stifle a laugh from coming out, this was adorable in every sense.

Though she was pretty thirsty so she tried to move him lightly so she wouldn't wake him up.

With much success she placed him on the bed and covered him up before blowing the candle out an leaving the room.

Out of the room she turned the corner only to see Yakumo standing near the wall, trying to just walk by him he opened up his eyes and grabbed her wrist as he looked at her.

Mari: C-Can I help you with something Yak-?!"

Before she could say anything he pulled her in for a hug.

Yakumo: why don't you trust in us more? We are here to help no matter what."

yakumo held both her wrist with one hand as his other tilted her chin up so he could look at her more. Looking from her eyes to her lips his heart skipped a beat, damn this wasn't good....

Louis stirred from the other room noticing Mari had left. Getting up he walked out only to come upon a scene that from his prospective wasn't good, gripping the book in his hand he gritted his teeth and he glared at Yakumo.

Louis: What are you doing Yakumo...."

Yakumo: ........

Mari: I-Its not what it looks like I swear boss?!"

Louis: oh....i know how it looks mari, what are you doing up."

Mari: i-i was thirsty but then Yakumo grabbed my wrist and pulled me to him and then..."

Louis walked up to the two pulling Mari away .

Louis: go get something to drink then take a bath .... I'll talk with you an mission here soon so go take care of things."

With that Mari took off fastly and left Yakumo and Louis standing there, tensions high as shit that a knife can cut right through. Walking up closer to Yakumo he gripped his shirt and pulled him in.

Louis: Don't touch her.....shes not a toy..."

And with that he threw him into a wall, Yakumo wiped his mouth.

Yakumo: Well what if I told you I liked her Louis....what then?!"

With a dangerous look Louis turned around and glared with killer intent.

Louis: then I suggest you don't."

yakumo: SAYS THE PERSON WHO HASN'T,SAID SHIT ABOUT HOW THEY FEEL TOWARDS THE GIRL THEY SECRETLY LIKE!"

Dashing into him Louis knocked Yakumo to the ground.

Louis: I take things at my own place! Plus it hasn't been that long since she woke up! Do you think she needs that right now?! Our feelings?! No I personally don't! No stop!"

Throwing him on the ground once more he stalked off.

Coco overheard everything and walked from around the corner only to sigh at Yakumo.

Coco: looks like trouble in bro paradise ?"

Yakumo clicked his tongue as he got up and dusted himself off.

Yakumo: stay out of it coco....wouldn't want you to be pulled into Un- needlessness its between me and louis"

Coco: you mean, over a stunning girl who is oblivious to the feelings of two guys?"

Yakumo clicked his tongue before stalking off as well.

Looking over at the bath/hot spring Coco had a look of worry on her face.

Coco: poor Mari...doesn't even know the trials ahead of her....will she be okay? I wonder..."

In the bath/hot spring Mari just sighed sinking into the bath.

Mari: what.....what was all that about...

[the-astralalchemist]

i've been thinking about the scene(s) after mia wakes up at the base for the first time like... a lot now that i'm on my second run.

murasame sleeping on the floor at mia's bedside despite not knowing her at all or the state she could be in when she wakes considering she was on the verge of a frenzy

yakumo nudging the protag towards mia so they can shake hands

after opening up about his friends from his squad, yakumo looks at io, mia, and the protag and jokes that he has three more sheep to look after

coco commenting on how alive louis looks while he's watching his found family from across the room, just... it's so full of love and warmth...

One thing that gets me every time I replay Code Vein is how kind the group around the protagonist is

The protagonist meets Io and immediately becomes deeply protective of her and goes out of their way to get back to her in the first area. They listen to Louis and Yakumo's explanation on their research with genuine interest and then join the group without any hesitation

Speaking of Louis, he meets a strange revenant with no memories and a companion who is even stranger than them and takes them in with no reservations. Hell, Yakumo is the one who makes it clear that he won't tolerate any bullshit from them...until he learns they're willing to help at which point he welcomes them warmly and quickly becomes just as protective of them as he is of the rest of the group

Upon meeting the Self-Important Revenant Yakumo is clearly furious at his treatment of the human woman but he still doesn't really complain about Louis giving the guy their blood beads, he just snarks a little bit because of course he does and then does the exact same thing for Mia

Speaking of Mia, the three of them get attacked by her and still fall all over themselves to try and help her with absolutely no ill feelings. Yakumo doesn't even have to say anything because Louis and the protagonist are right there with him. They even make jokes about Mia getting a hit in on Yakumo and feel genuinely bad about not knowing the way to where she wants to go despite knowing her for like...a day?

Mia knows nothing about Jack and Eva except that they attacked her and her friends unprovoked. Yet she and the protagonist still stick very close to Eva when she comes to Home Base and are very clearly worried about her health. Hell they don't even hesitate at all to treat her thirst, let her stick around and immediately go to help Jack despite all the bad blood when she asks, even before Yakumo hears that Juzo Mido is still around and then rush to her aid just as readily

Everything about Cruz Silva screams kindness and love, it literally defines every action she takes, despite not technically being alive at the moment.

There's more, like how the protagonist runs all over Vein to help people or how the characters go out of their way to give the protagonist gifts even though resources are scarce in this setting for everyone and how they all set out together to help people beyond the Red Mist in the Golden Ending.

Just...these characters are so kind and selfless and I love them so much

[thot-writes]

Hello, it’s that anon again who sent you the Louis thing… SO! What if everyone is taking a break at a mistle and you drag Yakumo off to do some sinful things while he desperately tries to keep his voice down to not alert the others nearby

i love u anon. i think u deserve a nickname or an emoji ... tell me what u want ur title to be bestie!! anything u want !! u deserve it !!!!!! 💖🌸❤️

also 日本 is scared of fat asses for some reason. yakumo is built, he deserves a fat ass. so i’m giving him one. even tho i don’t mention it, he still deserves it. also-also the reader is tall (at least as tall as yakumo). please, please enjoy.

yakumo gets annihilated ten feet away from camp (18+ NSFW);

“Yakumo, can I ask you something in private?” you gesture a thumb to an abandoned, mostly crumbled building behind you. “Over there?”

the aforementioned revenant looks up from his drink. “Hm? Oh, sure.”

his neutral stare tells you he has absolutely no idea what you’re planning on doing. so cute.

you and Yakumo entered a relationship a little while ago, though due to his bashfulness you hadn’t told anyone about it yet. of course, he’s a terrible liar and absolutely cannot hide his feelings for you so they all suspect somethings up— though they just think that he has a huge one-sided crush.

you tell the others you’ll be back in a bit and lead him behind the building. it’s close enough to the mistle that neither of you need to wear your masks. he leans casually against the wall - still sturdy enough to support his weight despite being mostly obliterated - and folds his arms over his broad chest.

“So?” he starts. “What’d you wanna ask me about?”

“Do me a favour and lock your hands together like this.” you hold your hands out in front of you and interlock your fingers in demonstration.

“Hah?” he raises a brow in bewilderment. “I don’t get what you’re trying to do here... but alright...”

he does as you say.

“Hold up the fingers on one of your hands like this.” you stick up the fingers on your left hand while your right is still curled around them.

he does.

you unlock your hands and grab onto his, instinctively his straightened fingers hold onto you as you yank his hands up and hold them against the wall.

his face turns beet red as he stares at you dumbstruck. “W-what the hell are you doing that here for? We’re out in the open— the others are right there!” he protests.

“Then I guess we’ll have to be quiet, won’t we?”

before he can argue more you catch his lips with yours, and his complaints are lost in your mouth.

you slip your tongue into his mouth and his eyes drift shut as he massages your tongue with his. despite not being very experienced, Yakumo is surprisingly talented.

he sighs into the kiss and you settle your knee between his legs, pushing up against his crotch. his body stiffens — almost as much as his dick — and he moans a little.

you separate from the kiss and grin at him. “Oh my. You’re as sensitive as ever, I can already feel how hard you are.”

he can’t stand the intensity of your gaze and averts his eyes. “S-shut up... it’s your fault I’m like this in the first place..”

“Don’t worry, I intend to take full responsibility.”

you run your hand up his body, feeling the contours of his chest and stomach through his absurdly tight shirt as you grind your leg against him.

Yakumo bites down on his lip to prevent any noises from coming out, but they still slip through anyway.

“Aaahh... d-don’t do that... The others...” he whines pitifully as you continue grinding on him.

you put a finger to his lips. “Then you should keep your voice down, sweet boy.”

you trace the shape of his mouth, and as his lips part in a moan you put your index and middle fingers inside.

he licks and sucks at them as white hot fire runs through his veins. his cock is painfully straining against his pants, just aching for some freedom, but for some reason that only turns him on more.

your thigh runs up and down his length and he starts to gyrate his hips onto you. you can see the hearts in his eyes as he starts to hump your leg like a bitch in heat.

“Feels sho good... my dick feels amazing...!” he cries, your fingers managing to drown out some of the volume.

you take your fingers out of his mouth and drool flows down his chin. he’s thrusting wildly now as heat builds in his stomach; you’re not even moving anymore, it’s all him.

“Mmh— oh! Shit, yes, I’m gonna cum, unh it’s so good~” he’s getting too loud.

you clap a hand over his mouth and start moving your leg again and his eyes roll back. he picks up the pace even more, practically bouncing on your thigh as he finally cums.

his hips twitch and quiver, thrusting weakly as sticky cum soaks the fabric of his pants. you let him ride out his orgasm and remove your hand once his voice quiets down again.

as his climax fades, he realises he just came in his pants and that’s gonna feel super uncomfortable in a few minutes. “C-crap. I shouldn’t have done that, I don’t have a change of clothes with me,” he says as you release your grip on his hands.

“That’s so sad,” you tease in a singsong voice. “Poor baby.”

“You can be real evil, you know that right?” he scowls.

you beam at him, seemingly invigorated by his comment. “Yep!”

[kyarymell]

A New Thirst [Reposted from AO3]

Pairing: Louis Amamiya (Code Vein) x GenderNeutral!Reader Content Warnings: EXPLICIT. Dubious Consent, Fuck or Die, Choking Note: COMPLETELY UNEDITED. After much deliberation, I have posted this again after nuking it from my AO3. PLEASE HEED THE WARNINGS. 

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The drone of the jukebox and Yakumo’s raucous laughter set the mood for the evening at home base. Jack and Eva were entertained by his stories, Rin and Coco discussing business. Things had calmed down after Io took the relics onto herself and saved the Successors.

The next plan of attack was to honour Cruz and Io’s memory by working towards co-existence with humans. Easier said than done, but the team decided on clearing dens of Lost to make the Gaol a safer place.

Making preparations for the next mission, Mia was sharpening her bayonet and Louis was mixing a dark red concoction in clear vials. The Successor of the Blood and Queenslayer, now a regular Revenant, looked on in curiosity. Before, they seldom talked, but now they made an effort to communicate more.

“What are you making?”

Louis squeezed an eyedropper, adding a small amount of an unknown liquid. Sealing the vial with a cork, he swirled it in his hand.

“It’s an Ichor blend made with some of my blood. Designed to give anyone an edge in battle. You can have one, if you want.”

Nodding, the Revenant placed a vial in their utility pouch, thanking their friend. Usually, one would be wary about accepting strange mixtures to consume. Louis on the other hand was trustworthy, having their back since they met in that underground cavern.

‘Time flies...’

It’s been almost a year and with the changing situation in the mists, the Queenslayer started entertaining strange thoughts. They should be used to it now; Louis pushing them out of harm’s way, a pat on the back for a job well done...

Now, those touches only served to make them more aware of how close Louis always was.

Making up an excuse that they needed to do some preparations of their own, the Revenant retreated to their room. Was it too much to think that they could be more than friends? He seemed busier than ever, but still included them in his plans.

Sighing, they decided to get some shut-eye. Revenants seldom needed to sleep, but it made them feel a little more human again conforming to a schedule.

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The Queenslayer forgot all about the little red vial until they were cornered in a fight. Having exhausted their Ichor and separated from the group, they pulled off the cork and drank it all in one go. Unlike the usual ability enhancing stimulants they took in the past...

Louis’ Ichor blend was cloying, the scent overpowering their senses and rationality. Hands curled into fists, they picked up their sword, swinging it with a renewed ferociousness.

“-designed to give anyone an edge in battle-“

Is this what he meant?

Invigorated, they shrugged off any previous injuries. Going through the motions of Circulating Pulse, it was like their sword hand moved on instinct. Lost shrieked in terror as they were cut down swiftly, shields breaking at the force at which they were hit.

Running on autopilot, they didn’t rest until every Lost in their surroundings were eliminated.

Finally sensing that the danger was over, the Queenslayer collapsed to their knees. Breathing heavily, their vision started to fill with red. They panicked, pulling up their sleeves to check for any signs of frenzy.

No protruding veins, no abnormalities.

…But everything felt so unbearably hot.

‘What’s happening to me? Is this bloodlust?’

Their legs trembled, gloved hands grabbing fistfuls of dirt.

Suddenly overcome with an urge to touch, to drink deep until they were completely sated, the Revenant desperately wanted to take off their Blood Veil. They wanted to take their mask off.

‘Too constricting… can’t… move…’

Feeling a hand on their shoulder, glowing red eyes glared at the offending person.

“Hey! It’s just me, Louis. I’m sorry I couldn’t get to you sooner, the rest of the group were on the other side of that road collapsing-”

The Queenslayer tackled Louis to the ground, fists clenched tightly at his collar. Gripping their wrists, he tried to push them off. They resisted instantly, straddling him and pinning him with their thighs.

With a sense of despair, Louis felt the fight leave his body. After all the trials and tribulations, they were going into frenzy now? Frenzy on a routine mission?

But their lives had only just begun. A life without the Queen’s influence, a life without having to scrounge for blood beads every day.

Blood beads...

He suddenly remembered that he had blood beads on his person in case this happened.

An otherworldly scream pierced the air signalling more Lost and the Queenslayer’s head turned sharply towards the noise. This momentary distraction gave Louis enough time to knock them out with a well-placed hit to the back of the neck.

As they slumped forward, he apologised profusely. There was no time to lose. Ensuring that their mask filter hadn’t fallen in the scuffle, Louis drags them off to a building away from the Lost.

Despite the decrepit state of the structure, Mistle seemed to crawl along the walls in vines.

Releasing the clasp on his mask filter, Louis took a deep breath in. Removing the unconscious

Revenant’s mask, his fingers traced along their jaw for the tell-tale signs of frenzy.

‘What was that?’ he mused, peeling away their Blood Veil.

Removing their gloves, he looked to the inside of their wrists. Smooth skin met his gaze, no scattered red veins to be seen. To ensure that his eyes weren’t deceiving him, Louis gently turned their head to the side.

Nothing.

Sighing, he radioed Yakumo to let him know that their friend couldn’t be moved and the rest of the group would have to go back to base. After giving the red-haired Revenant all the details, he sat back, trying to relax.

Now starts the waiting game.

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I want his blood. I want to drain him.

The Queenslayer woke with a start, disoriented. Breathing heavily, their bared fangs glistened in the low light. Blinking, their vision came into focus, realising that the brunet who was invading their thoughts was right there with them.

“Hey, you’re awake. Wait… your eyes-“

I want-

Quicker than he could react, the Revenant was upon him again, pinning him to the floor.

‘My body has a mind of its own… I don’t want to hurt him.’ 

“L-Louis,” their voice was trembling from the exertion of holding themselves back, “help…” 

“What happene-mmph!”

Louis was cut off by the Revenant trapping him in a heated kiss, a thumb on the corner of his lips to force his mouth open. They ran their tongue along the indents of his teeth, the roof of his mouth and pulled back to bite his lower lip.

I want to taste.

Everything soon became clear, shaking hands haphazardly loosening his tie. He tasted the tell-tale bitterness that was his own Ichor.

“Did you-ah... did you drink the Ichor blend?”

The Revenant nodded, too choked with lust to form a coherent sentence. Flustered, Louis realised that he was never in any danger to begin with. He wouldn’t have been kissed so feverishly otherwise.

Weapon long discarded, his clothes were being pawed at. Would it be so bad to indulge them a little? Swallowing the lump in his throat, he realised how weak he was in the face of his “attacker”. It was no secret to the other members of the group that he had been nursing a crush on them for a while.

No.

Crush wouldn’t be the correct word to describe how deep his feelings ran. That aside, he really wished this happened differently.

“What do you want?”

“Your blood. Your Ichor. You...”

They looked so desperate and Louis squashed down any semblance of trepidation. “Okay. I want to make sure you’ll remember this.” Louis was never one for laying back.

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The Queenslayer licked their bloodied lips, retracting their fangs. With the sweet relief of being able to drink Ichor straight from the source, the Revenant was still left wanting. However, if they drank until sated, Louis was sure to fall into frenzy.

The next plan of attack was to solve the side-effect of unbridled arousal in hopes it would bring them back to normal. Lying under him, exposed, their rationality had been discarded long ago. Scars from battles gone by and trials they faced together- all was bared to the Prometheus wielder in front of them.

“You’ll hurt yourself if you’re not patient.”

There was a growl in their throat, dashed away by gloved-fingers skating across their uncovered skin. The Revenant shivered under his touch, Louis brushing a nipple with his thumb. They arched into his touch and with that small show of encouragement, he pinched the sensitive nubs.

As they squirmed, Louis replaced the fingers with his tongue. Their breathing hastened, tugging slightly on his hair as his tongue swirled around their chest languidly. Sneaking a glance to his companion, he saw half-lidded eyes, mouth slightly open in contentment.

He must’ve been doing something right.

Pressing kisses to their exposed throat, Louis nudged their legs open to gain better access. This motion caused their hips to brush together, the Queenslayer hissing at the friction. Their control must’ve been iron, to not tear Louis’ clothing to shreds then and there.

Instead, they grabbed the back of his neck, mashing their lips together desperately. The kiss was filthy, just like the others; a mess of teeth and tongue, the metallic taste of Ichor. Louis bit down on their bottom lip, making them shiver.

“Suck.”

Pushing his gloved fingers into their mouth, he waited as they obediently did what they were told. Deciding they were sufficiently wet, he withdrew and reached between their legs. As they clamped up in surprise, Louis clicked his tongue in disapproval.

“C’mon. You’re doing so well.”

Stroking them deliberately slow, the sounds he forced from their mouth were weighing on his conscience.

Who was the hunter and who was the prey here? He couldn’t help but entertain the idea of taming such a heroic being. Someone who everyone looked up to with unwavering loyalty, reduced to a writhing mess... how for would Louis be allowed to take this?

Flashes came to him all at once; should he flip them over and fuck them until they begged him to stop? Would it be better if he let them sit on his cock, riding until they drained the both of them completely?

His companion was a flood and he was getting swept away, fast. There was something about them that was so alluring, something about them that was driving him wild.

Was this need to overpower his partner truly a facet of his psyche, hiding in the shadows all this time?

Louis pulled away and tugged his gloves off with his teeth. There was no telling what would happen if he left his friend to their own devices. The situation wasn’t ideal at all: he should’ve confessed his feelings earlier and if returned, let nature take its course.

Instead, due to unforeseen circumstances, the intimacy would be happening right here, right now, in an abandoned building.

‘Stop thinking. Just do.’

Fumbling in his pockets for something to prepare his partner with, the reality of the situation sobered him a little. Mumbling an apology, he coated his fingers in the oil he used to maintain his weapon. Revenant or not, there had to be an order to do this.

He’s not sure if he should be surprised, but as soon as his fingers slid in, their hips lifted to bring them in deeper.

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Louis was too good to them.

He wasn’t as strong as say, Yakumo or Jack, but the way he fucked the Revenant in earnest satisfied them greatly. How could someone undying be so warm? Biting their lip, they shuddered as Louis bent them in half. Unable to stop themselves, they bit into the sensitive flesh of his neck, lapping up the Ichor that escaped.

“Mmph... don’t get too greedy.”

Sweat beaded their brow as they tried to keep quiet. Despite the circumstances, Louis whispered words of encouragement and pressed many affectionate kisses against their skin. Underneath the surface of uncontrollable lust, they lamented on the fact that they weren’t in a relationship.

Suddenly, their thoughts were halted by an embarrassing sound escaping their mouth.

Louis grinned, spreading their legs obscenely wide.

“I’m glad you’re feeling good,” he thrusts in at the same angle drawing another noise, “it wouldn’t be fair if only one of us was enjoying this.”

“Idiot.”

Louis blinked, never had he been insulted by his companion before. He was about to ask what they meant until they reached up and whispered in his ear. They sounded more like their old self and not the Revenant caged by bloodlust.

“I’m enjoying it because it’s you.”

Emboldened, his eyes went suddenly dark.

“Hold onto me.”

Shocked, the Queenslayer wrapped their arms around Louis’ neck as he lifted them. Feeling their back against the cold wall, they were completely filled once more. Leaning forward, the Queenslayer pressed their lips together in a blood-tinged kiss.

Louis fucked them like he wanted to break them apart. The Revenant felt like they were melting on the inside, stomach coiling in arousal whenever their sensitive spots were hit. In this position, Louis could pull out and just let them drop back down.

There was nothing to do but take it, the sensation making their toes curl. Wrapping their legs around his waist, they held on for dear life. Their nails dig lines into Louis’ back, shivering as his hips smacked against their thighs. He seemed to like the rough treatment, groaning in their ear.

The Revenant felt a jolt of pain, the back of their head hitting the wall. Louis curled his fingers around their throat, squeezing. His hair was tousled, eyes wild like a beast. Wincing, the Queenslayer stayed still, despite their fight or flight instincts kicking in. They trusted that Louis wouldn’t hurt them, at least intentionally.

His lips are parted, gaze searching as his thrusts begin to slow. Blinking, he seems to have come back to his senses, releasing his hold on his companion’s neck. Despite losing their breath for a moment, they were frustrated because they were so close.

“Sorry. Don’t know what came over me.”

He’s panting heavily, lifting the Revenant and placing them back onto the floor where their clothes were piled up. Light was dying around the pair as cracks of sunlight peeking through the wall were chased away by dusk. The roots of Mistle cast an ethereal glow, the shadows dancing around Louis’ form.

He really did look remorseful.

Sighing, the Revenant stroked his cheek in reassurance.

“It’s alright. Keep going.”

“But-“

“You’re hurting me more by not letting me come right now!”

Louis bowed his head in embarrassment, caught off-guard. The Successor of the Blood was rarely outspoken, after all.

“I got it.”

Leaning forward, Louis pressed his forehead against theirs, pushing into them once more. From there, they brought each other to the point of no return over and over again, until stars blanketed the Goal of the Mists.

The mutual bloodlust brought on by the special Ichor Blend eventually went away.

 ---

After what seemed like forever, the pair trudged back to home base slowly. Opening the great wooden door as discreetly as possible, their hopes of returning undetected were gone in an instant Yakumo was sitting at the bar nursing a drink, still wearing his Blood Veil.

“Ah, there you are! Mia was worried sick. She went to sleep not long ago- took a lot of convincing. I knew you would pull through!”

Louis shrugged.

“Is that why you look ready to go out at a moment’s notice?”

“You’re my buddy though! Can’t kill me for being concerned.”

The Queenslayer rubbed their tired eyes, deciding to stay out of the conversation. Limping, all they wanted was to get clean and get to bed. Their haggard appearance didn’t go unnoticed by the heavy swordsman.

“Looking a bit down there, want this Ichor Blend I whipped up?” 

“I think they’ll be fine, was just a lot of Lost out there.” Louis responded quickly before they had a chance to answer. 

“Right! Okay. Gotcha.”

Yakumo wiped the bar down and put the glass in the sink. Shrugging off his Blood Veil, he went to fasten his weapon to a case near Rin’s workshop. He gave the Revenant a sly smile before retreating to his room.

“Whatever you decide to do from here on out, do it in moderation, okay?”

Louis lowered his head awkwardly, but not before seeing his companion’s mouth open in shock, followed by a small nod.

“You would do that again… without any outside influences?”

It would be good to clear the air now, rather than later. In a show of vulnerability, they revealed their true emotions.

“Yes. I’d be with you again. Always. If you’d let me.”

Louis said nothing, instead grabbing their wrist and taking them to the hot spring.

[reflectionsofacreator]

xiv xii and code vein. nice! :) ☆ who's ur fav code vein companion? mine is jack, love the ardbert voice ♡♡♡

Oooh this one’s kind of tough. I like all of them if I’m honest!! They each have really good characters and stories to them that it’s so difficult to pick just one. Story wise I think Eva, Jack, and Yakumo win out as my faves. Yakumo’s just an all around nice dude who loves his friends, but can get scary at the drop of a hat if there’s a threat. I appreciate that so much. Jack and Eva have such interesting and complicated morals with what they do, and they also have a fascinating dynamic with each other and the other Successors. I always like characters who are “bad things for good reasons” because it leads to some really interesting interactions with the rest of the cast. Also Eva sings and Jack was confirmed to be a dancer before he got turned!! It’s so cute!

Mechanically I usually take Yakumo or Io with me if I have lighter builds — Yakumo’s just so damn effective, and Io’s terrifying. If I’m doing a heavier build I’ll try and take Louis or Eva with me, just for a change of pace. I’m afraid I’ve used Yakumo so much that his ambient dialogue is a little grating after 200 hours.

[reads the second part] wait they do—holy shit they have the same Japanese VA??? Admittedly I play both games in English, but man that’s fascinating. Fuck, what is it with me and characters who are forced to kill friends and doing bad things for a good cause only to be set right by the protagonist and shown a different, better way— Funfact! English Yakumo and Prompto from FFXV also share a voice actor! I lost my boss fight when my friend told me that one.

Thank you for the ask! ❤️

[lunaetis]

─「莉磨」─  “ maybe they wanted us to forget for a reason. ” the REVENANT had her eyes fixed upon the blood red mist they could see on the horizon line. cerulean hues blinked quietly, head tilting in the slightest as she swirled the content in the glass within her hand.

                “ do you wish to remember that much ? ” her line of vision finally landed upon the other, craning her head with curious gaze. he had nothing to apologize for, as she had known him to be someone HOLDING onto the human side of himself. he was one of a few to do that. “ i don’t mind it. though, you can say i have little need to remember. ”

                “ if i end up remember someone from the past, there’s a chance that might distract me from living in the present. in this kind of world, small moment of hesitation could kill you. ” she wouldn’t blame him for lamenting, of course. there was a small pause as she blinked quietly. “ knowing you, i bet the you before were also the type to rush in to protect someone without thinking of yourself. ”

@lunaetis​ || starter call. (for rima // accepting.)

    “ Y’KNOW, seeing the night sky with the red mist always makes me think about how easily we’ve forgotten what it was like before everything … ” He lowered his gaze as he tried to recall what little memories of humanity he had left but to no avail.  “ … Haha. I guess the alcohol is getting me a bit sentimental but being here has always got me thinking about so many things. It hurts my head sometimes. Sorry if I’m being a bore, Rima. ” 

[fefe-ig]

This is my first time requesting a scenario from a writer and I was wondering if you could do a cute scenario of MC and Jack Rutherford going for a romantic walk together and maybe even share a kiss? 😅 I'm a bit shy to ask for this and I completely understand if you can't take the request 💜

AAAAAAAA

okay lets go

Jack Ruthford x *nonbinary* Mc

they/them pronouns

and it will be like a modern au? Sorta idk

+all the characters from the game and my ocs *but they’ll be a part of the story for like a small paragraph *

tw; those cliche summer stories that I love so much

Summer can go by either quickly or slowly

but summer this year went by fast. We all were at the beach and the sun was just about to set

Rin, Coco, and Eva were trying To get a fire ready.

Yuki, and cecelia we’re chucking sand at eachother. With an addition to Yakumo.

Louis and Fefe were sitting down in the sand

and y/n and Jack were on a walk

“be careful,” Jack warned “Why-? It’s just sand” “Sand or not still be careful.”

“okay-”

As the sun set more they continued walking around

Even As the sun went down it was still sorta warm outside.

“maybe we should go back..” jack said

“not yet..” y/n said

“Jack you know summers almost ending, right?”

“yeah, why?”

“then let’s go on a date before then-” y/n said clearly not asking for his consent

“fine”

“no wait really?!” y/n gushed

“sure, now come On, Everyone Else is probably waiting for us.”

JADABD okay literally I’ve had this idea since after 3rd period hour break so like yeah bc a teacher was talking about beauty and yeah so I’m like this would be a good idea

hopefully Jack wasn’t out of how he normally acts

i tried my best and Here it is!❤️

request if you want more

<3

Fefe

[akaluan]

aka i'm still losing my shit at the convo with Yakumo in the pits area. i have a Need to see louis cornering yakumo afterwards and going MC IS A FUCKING AMNESIA MAN FFS WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT the game has CHEATED us of this prime content -ser

((ASK AND YE SHALL RECEIVE! Technically this probably does need a followup apology/discussion between the three of them when they finish the Howling Pit zone and go back to base, but I'll write that later. Also, in general, consider this canon for.. basically all my versions of code vein Erich, no matter which ending he gets.))

Louis leans against a piece of scrap, contemplating the misty, waterlogged area in front of them; he’s not looking forward to trudging through the morass, and even less to fighting in that morass, but needs must. He’s pretty sure he remembers a Bloodspring out in this direction, and if Erich can revive it — and the mistle in the whole area — it will mean more safety, more hope, for every revenant in the Gaol of the Mists.

He’ll do anything for a brighter future, even if it means wading through hip-high water and fighting the Lost while doing so.

“—we were all human once,” Yakumo is saying behind him, clearly chatting with Erich as they rest.

Louis shifts his stance enough to cast a glance over his shoulder, a touch of amusement curling in him at the sight of Yakumo holding one of his ubiquitous onigiri; Yakumo always has some of the damn things on him, though at least he’s stopped attempting to offer them to Louis.

(Though, Erich hasn’t had the joy of trying them yet, has he?)

(That will be an interesting—)

“If I completely lost the memory of my human past, I wouldn’t be me anymore,” Yakumo continues with, and Louis freezes, dread pooling in his stomach; he knew he should have pulled at least Yakumo aside before they left! He knew how Yakumo felt about memories, about losing them, about holding onto things, but somehow he’d not expected the man to just— just—!

“I would just be… something in the shape of me,” Yakumo says gloomily, oblivious to Louis’ rising panic. “I’d look like a revenant, but on the inside I’d be no different than the Lost. What’s the point of living like that?”

Breath hisses between Louis’ teeth and he turns, desperately hoping that Erich hasn’t taken offense, that Yakumo hasn’t lost them their best — only? — hope—

Erich is watching Yakumo with an unreadable look in his gaze and his expression otherwise calm; Louis would almost think the man completely unaffected, but there’s… something about him, about the way he’s standing, and the way his right hand is slightly curled, that makes Louis wary. It doesn’t seem like Erich’s about to lash out — his stance isn’t correct for that, at least — but if the man internalizes those words, comes to believe that he isn’t any better than a Lost, that his only worth is in fighting and pushing back the miasma—

No. He can’t let that happen. Can’t let the man think that he doesn’t matter when he absolutely does, when Louis would have welcomed him into their group even without the man’s unusual gifts!

Yakumo rises to his feet and shrugs his jacket into a slightly more comfortable position; he’s not looking in Louis’ direction, though, so he entirely misses the sharp ‘cut it out!’ gesture that Louis makes. Erich does, though, his amber gaze flickering away from Yakumo to settle on Louis for a brief, puzzled moment, before Yakumo opens his damn mouth again and pulls Erich’s attention back to him.

“I served in the army, back before I became a revenant. We used to eat these things when we were out on missions,” Yakumo says as he gestures slightly with the hand holding the onigiri. “I guess… it helps me remember.” He pauses, hand curling slightly towards his chest and chin tipping down, and adds, “It was a miserable time, but I made some good friends that I shouldn’t let myself forget. This stuff doesn’t really taste that great, but eating it always reminds me of those friends.”

Louis wrinkles his nose. Doesn’t taste that great is an understatement in his opinion; Yakumo’s onigiri tend to taste like absolutely nothing, not even salt, which is absurd when Louis knows the damn things are salted to high hell.

This time, the look Erich casts him over Yakumo’s shoulder has an edge of amusement to it. Which is… probably good? But at the same time, it makes Louis really want to see the man try to choke down the tasteless, sticky mess that Yakumo calls ‘onigiri’ and see how amused he is then.

“So I guess you could say it helps me stay me,” Yakumo announces a bit more cheerfully, as he walks past Erich towards the ramp down into the waterlogged morass below. “It’s been an important companion in my life!” he adds with a wry grin while turning back towards Erich, who huffs a small laugh and nods a bit, before freezing as he finally catches sight of Louis.

“Yakumo,” Louis says with as much quiet fury as he can. “Can we talk for a moment?”

“Er… sure?” Yakumo flashes a cheerful smile at Erich and says, “Sorry, we’ll be just a moment, alright?” before striding over to Louis, expression wary and fingers tightening on his onigiri enough to start deforming it a bit. “What’s up?” he asks quietly as Louis gestures him into the vague privacy of a nook made by rubble.

Louis quickly checks where Erich is just to be sure the man isn’t close enough to overhear, then quietly says, “Please never, never talk about memories like that around Erich again. This is also on me because I didn’t think to warn you, but… please try to avoid it, if possible.”

Yakumo blinks at him in confusion. “Louis…?”

“He…” Louis grimaces, wrestling with how much he should say, before sighing and running a hand through his hair. “Look, I’m sorry. I should have mentioned it, and I didn’t, but… neither Erich nor Io remember anything.”

He can see the moment Yakumo understands: it’s in the way he stiffens, the way his eyes round and his face blanches, the way the breath stutters in his throat and his chin tucks down towards his chest.

“Nothing?” Yakumo repeats in a horrified whisper.

“Nothing,” Louis confirms wearily. “Best I can tell, Erich has about a day or two of memories from before I found the two of them and Io has a few days more, but neither of them know anything about themselves beyond their names.”

“Shit. And I just… I said… shit…!”

Louis hums in agreement and steps closer, bumping his shoulder against Yakumo’s arm in an attempt at comfort. “Eat your damn tasteless onigiri,” he murmurs instead of saying anything else, content that Yakumo understands now and will do his best to help Louis head off any potential issues.

Yakumo scoffs and drives his elbow into Louis’ side in retaliation, though he does take another bite of his food and chews thoughtfully. “You thought about talking with Davis?” he asks the instant he swallows his bite. “Guy’s lost a bunch of his past, if I remember right.”

“I’ve considered it,” Louis agrees as he leans into Yakumo a bit and tips his head up to stare at the vast hole in the distance. “But I just don’t know…”

“If you should go waving that bit of info in front of everyone? Yeah, that makes sense.” Yakumo shoves the last bit of his onigiri in his mouth and dusts his hands off, chewing and swallowing so hastily that Louis is almost certain he’s going to choke. He doesn’t though, and promptly wipes at his mouth as he wryly says, “Still, might want to figure out how to let everyone else know, just so no one else sticks their foot in it like me.”

Louis grimaces but nods in agreement. He should probably just ask Erich and Io if it’s fine for others to knows about their situation — that will be the least invasive way to handle this, he knows — but he’s definitely not looking forward to that conversation. Not because they’ll fight him or be rude or anything, but because… because Erich will probably just quietly agree, and Io will follow his lead, and Louis will be left once again not knowing if they agreed because they want to or because they think they should.

He’s already having that problem with what they’re doing right now, dragging Erich out into the Gaol of the Mists in search of mistle and Bloodsprings: did Erich agree to help them because he wanted to or because Louis was the first friendly face he met that didn’t end up turning into a Lost? Does he actually agree with Louis’ plans, or is he just following along because he has no other purpose, no other direction, and he might as well go along with it?

(Fuck, if Louis was like some of the larger gang leaders, bright and charismatic and cruel, would Erich and Io still have fallen in with them so easily?)

(Power like Erich’s… almost anyone would do their best to flatter and praise and twist their way into controlling it.)

(Is… is Louis doing the same thing?)

(Is he just using them?)

A sharp elbow drives the breath from his lungs and slams him back into the rubble behind him, snapping him free of his twisting thoughts.

“You back with me?” Yakumo asks with a frown, then reaches out to poke Louis between his eyebrows. “You got all silent and guilty looking. Talk to me here, man.”

Louis groans and bats Yakumo’s hand away from his face. “It’s nothing,” he tries to deflect, then scowls when Yakumo just plants himself in front of him.

Yakumo clicks his tongue, gaze sweeping across Louis and then over at the rubble blocking their view of Erich. “Let me guess. You’re worried about coercing him.”

“It would be so easy,” Louis practically whines, letting his head thump against the rubble behind him. “If I say the wrong thing, give him the wrong idea—”

“Yeah, let me know how that works out for you,” Yakumo interrupts with a snort. “He’s quiet, but he’s got some pretty solid instincts. Er… well… people instincts at least. Not so much the instincts of ‘high places bad, watch your footing’, he absolutely does not have those.”

Louis chokes on his laughter, tears gathering in the corners of his eyes, and futilely drives a foot into Yakumo’s leg in retaliation; it’s not funny, it’s absolutely not funny, but the way Yakumo phrased it—

“Yeouch, hey! Just saying it like it is!” Yakumo yelps as he hops backwards, comically flailing his arms in the process. He casts a quick, surreptitious glance around the edge of the rubble as he does, then signs a quick ‘all clear’ and steps closer again, back thumping against the rubble right next to Louis. “Seriously, though,” he murmurs, all joking gone from his tone, “if he’s just muddling along on instincts and copying us, then you’re not wrong about worrying. Hell, I probably just made things worse without even realizing it.” He huffs and shakes his head, then casts a sidelong look at Louis and adds, “But we also can’t shy away from it, or pretend to be anything we’re not. We just gotta… do our best, you know? Be us. Be honest. Be kind. Try to remember that he doesn’t remember.”

“I know,” Louis agrees with a sigh, rubbing away the moisture from the corners of his eyes. “I know, but I still worry,” he admits softly, painfully, thinking about all the ways he could just… spin a lie around Erich that the man would never think to question. He won’t, not knowingly at least, but the idea that he could sits sour-heavy-horrible in his stomach, like the rotgut Yakumo brought home one day and insisted they share.

Yakumo shifts a bit closer, pressing their sides together, and bluntly says, “You should. Just don’t second-guess yourself too much, huh? Can’t have our fearless leader hesitating on us.”

Louis snorts and gives Yakumo a dark look in response. “When did this become you giving me a talk?” he asks in exasperation, even as he leans into Yakumo, soaking up the offered reassurance and trying to settle his mind; they can’t afford Louis hesitating or having his focus drift at a critical moment, Yakumo’s right about that, but knowing that and avoiding that are two very different things.

(It’s going to take him a while to sort all this out in his head.)

(Hopefully this trip through the pit will be uneventful...)

“Probably when you started having a crisis,” Yakumo answers flippantly, then nudges Louis lightly and asks, “You good now?”

“Good as I can be,” Louis says as he pushes away from the rubble and brushes dust from his pants. Not that it matters, since they’re going to be walking through a mire soon enough—

(Can he skip this area?)

(He’d love to skip this area.)

(Ugh!)

—but it’s something for his hands to do while he finishes collecting himself and getting himself back into the right mindset.

Yakumo steps away and gestures grandly for Louis to go first. “Shall we head out, then?”

Louis rolls his eyes, takes one last moment to gather himself, then steps around the piece of rubble and says, “Okay, all set!”

Erich glances up from the mistle, his gaze curious, but he says nothing as he rises to his feet and steps back expectantly, clearly waiting for something—

Louis flashes the man a smile as he walks forward, hoping that none of his doubts are obvious, hoping that Erich didn’t overhear any of their conversation, hoping-hoping-hoping—

“Let’s be careful as we go,” he says instead of any of the twisting jumble of words — of apologies — that he wants to. “If we get split up in this mist, we might never find each other again.”

Erich nods sharply, casts a calculating gaze out over the watery pit, then slants a wry glance at Louis and says, “Yakumo can take point with me.”

Louis snorts, ignores Yakumo’s snickering by dint of long practice, and says, “Appreciated, even if I still have to slog along behind you.”

“You’ll live,” Yakumo declares as he steps forward, clapping a hand on Louis’ shoulder as he swaggers past with that frankly ridiculous blade of his slung over his shoulder once again. “Come on, let’s go see what lurks in the shallows, huh?”

“I would prefer a bit less lurking,” Erich grumbles as he follows Yakumo down the ramp, his bayonet in his hands and his gaze sweeping across the area around them.

Louis makes an amused noise as he follows them down into the water, then immediately wrinkles his nose at the feeling of water pouring into his boots and making his pants stick uncomfortably to his legs.

(He already hates this place.)

(If it wasn’t for what he could learn here—)

(But no, personal comfort means nothing in the face of a way to help other revenants stuck here in the Gaol of the Mists.)

(He just… wishes everything was a bit less wet.)

(Ugh.)

[emi-dragonice]

Eva: Juno. When was the last time you slept?

Juno, barely awake: When Louis requested I lay down and wait for my blood code results.

Yakumo: That was a month ago.

Juno: oh.

Jack: Okay. That's it. Everyone is going home and taking a nap. I don't care if you aren't tired, you're laying down.

[codehimbo]

Louis: Player it's came to my attention that you keep taking in tasks when you already have multiple unfinished ones

Player: Yeah so when I procrastinate on one I'm actually working on another

Louis: ...That's actually not a bad idea

Coco: Both of you no! You need rest!

Yakumo: No no they've got a point

[rubisaurus98]

How about a curveball. Louis from CV

Sorry this took a bit. I wanted to wait until I cleared all of the endings before completing this, but it was taking too long.

Possible spoilers under the cut:

Why I like them: *gestures to all of him* Especially his outfit. Love his outfit.

Why I don’t: Can’t really think of a reason I wouldn’t like him, tbh. I guess, if I had to use the entirety of his Code for myself, I wish the Ichor pool was bigger?

Favorite episode (scene if movie): The scenes of him and Cruz talking before everything went to shit are always nice. Actually, same goes for the scenes of him and Cruz while everything was in the process of going to shit, too. And most of all, Louis at the end of the Dweller in the Dark ending. Oh, and the scene where Mia officially becomes a party member when he and Coco are watching us mess around with everyone else.

Favorite season/movie: He has the most prominence from the start of the game to the end of the Cathedral, so I guess that’d technically be “Season Louis”. B/c the subsequent Successors will put another party member in the spotlight. So, by default, that.

Favorite line: “But, we have to keep reminding ourselves…that we were all created for a reason.”

Favorite outfit: Aside from his original, there’s also this one DLC palette that makes him look like Roy Mustang from FMA.

OTP: Him and Cruz. Maybe Yakumo and The Player, too. Also Louis x A Break and Some Fucking Therapy. That last one can be said for everyone, though.

Brotp: The above, plus Coco. If there were more development, I can see him and Eva hitting it off well, too.

Head Canon: I still stand by all my “Pre-Queenslayer Louis was a fandom nerd” headcanons. And that he vehemently hates spoilers with a passion.

Unpopular opinion: I kinda wish he was the one who became the next Ribcage in the Heirs Ending, just to follow the pattern of everyone else succeeding their loved ones/someone they have a close connection to. By the way, we never got confirmation on who became the next Ribcage in that ending, if Louis became the next Silva and inherited Brain.

A wish: If Code Vein is situated within the universe of the God Eater series, maybe a crossover in a future game? Even just a cameo?

An oh-god-please-dont-ever-happen: *points at the Heirs ending* I think that’s already happened in one timeline.

5 words to best describe them: Worked tirelessly for True Ending.

My nickname for them: I don’t really have one, I just call him Louis.

[uniunjakass]

So I’ve been playing CODE VEIN and I’m going to part some great wisdom onto all of you on how to beat some of the harder bosses I’ve encountered

Do note that this is my opinion and I’m also done with the game, this is also from a first play through basis only and I’ve been using Enduring Crimson (I later switched to Executioner) with the Prometheus Blood Code for most of it while switching between Veils (However I did switch to Queenslayer around Blade Bearer and Canoneer)

Gilded Warrior can go die in a hole: If you wanna beat this one I recommend having Io as your NPC partner, her revival gift is by far the best in the game, not to mention against a lot of enemies her defence is off the fucking chain and can eat up damage while you need to heal, this is especially useful for his buffed up second phase in which all hell breaks loose. Try and dodge to the side rather than backwards as his attacks have a stupid amount of range in the second phase

Argent Wolf Berserker is a cheap shotting bastard and I hope to Christ I never have to suffer like I did again: The idea here is to do your best to always stay behind him, for as much damage as your weapon probably does Back Attacks/Blood Veil attacks and Parries are always a good idea so this lets you go ham with Gift attacks for a few seconds. For a partner I’d recommend either Louis or Yakumo as Io isn’t available this early in the game and Mia’s AI is so hyper aggressive that she’ll run through the entire map and take on every enemy (Yes I’ve seen her do this and it’s pretty funny)

Butterfly of Delirium- Oh god who decided this was a good idea?: This boss- Arguably more painful to deal with than that of Argent Wolf Berserker because she does POISON ATTACKS- Granted the chance is fairly low but I can assure you it’s going to fuck you over. My advice is to use Louis because Yamato is slower and guards more than he should. I’ll also recommend playing more aggressively than you’d think as most attacks won’t harm you as long as you’re up close- But don’t get cocky, and if you think you’re in for an attack from this bitch then trust your instincts and dodge

Successor of The Breath: Oh lord- Certainly as hard as AWB but a pain nonetheless, although I used a one handed sword I recommend using a bayonet for long distance combat, as well as using Mia as a partner because her hyper aggressive AI actually comes in handy here, as she’ll constantly be chipping away at his health. Other than that like AWB, try and stay behind, but to my knowledge you cannot parry with your Blood Veil, so just try and go ham on him when he inevitably ends up in a cool down period, also watch out for his ranged attacks, cuz that can stun lock you to death

Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Kill Me- AKA: The double boss Blade Bearer and Canoneer: Oh god I suffered- The idea here to try and go for one but oh what’s that? They constantly switch targets thus constantly having you change your fighting style? Good fucking god. I can only really advise that you try and keep Canoneer as your main priority because my fucking G O D the caster spells are a nightmare to fucking handle if he decides to spam them.

The Virgin Born- One of the easier bosses: Not much I can say other than try and stay close without getting greedy and you should be fine- Watch out for the AoE attacks and rain of spears and you should be fine. The boss is basic but difficult if you don’t know what you’re doing