#vani scribbles

[spaceknifes]

asta coming home to the church after having a near death experience standing up for his brother

[ilovetv99]

may i present Dipshit 1 and Dipshit 2

tabiclown expies are en route

[kookies2000]

What my mutual @amexicanidiot drew for me on Valentine's Day.

My friends Sora Scribble (the girl with purple hair) Turnip, Ves (orange Bunny) and Pika Vani feeling my chihuahua love. And Mexican Idiot isn't safe either in the water. 💜💜💜💜💜💜

[drowning-in-cabbages]

Woe Scribbles be upon ye

Variations below cut

Unblurred Scribbles

Only Vani cus I think I did a good job

[not-someones-shadow]

✍(I wanna see what he writes to my Van XD)

Based on this prompt

“Dear Vani-3

Get out of my home. Leave. Fuck you.

Sincerely,

The only Vanitas that matters.

P.s. from Scribbles: She thinks you’re fun. Gross.”

[not-someones-shadow]

Scribbles cowered outside the room. If she had a tail, it would be between her legs. Wide red eyes stared into the hole Vanitas had just made his home.

All she did was jump into Opals arms and tried to seek comfort.

All sounds that indicated movement stopped. Vanitas was still, his head barely peeking out from the crawl space.

He had just made a new room for himself.

Light hisses and growls could be heard from inside.

His tail lashed behind him, the thorny stem tangling with the drapes. With an enraged hiss, Vanitas scrambled up the wall, ripping the curtains and the wall paper.

Despite his head maintain the general look of what was once his helmet (with the exception of the two long Flood-like horns that protruded from the top), it was fairly malleable, giving off a similar look to melting plastic as he opened and closed his mouth. His nose also scrunched up the same way, drool dripping onto the floor.

He clawed at the roof as soon as his tail was free, bits of fabric stuck to the thorns.

[fangedspacebunnysys]

There was an unknown head mate that helped us last night.

We started feeling very ill and feverish. We still are. At first I thought it was Les as she was also keeping us company. Which was very sweet of her as I know she doesn't want to be anywhere near front when we aren't feeling good. I think she might be the worst when it comes to getting sick, she feels insulted and gets pissed. How could she possibly get knocked down by a human condition? Silas is probably a close second, he thinks he can outwit human illness or if he gets the exact right amount of sleep he can beat a sickness in 24 hours. I'm not sure where he gets his ideas...certainly not from the history of this body.😅 Biggest complainer is Vani. Eh, he's earned it, let the man be a big baby.

Anyways, we haven't been doing great with our heart and allergies. It's been a struggle this last year or so. The new meds seem to help but we have felt "off" since being on them. I get it's an adjustment period and I'm sure my body now has to reconfigure its setup. Going from a resting pulse of 120 to 92 is a big difference. I also know allergy meds tend to make people drowzy. Our sleep has been all over the place and that strongly affects us. So we have been trying to keep the anxiety of "everything is different now," to a minumum. That said, some of us were questioning if more head mates were showing up. Violet is difficult to sense. They sneak up on us and disappear out of nowhere. Some of their shifts are so strong that feels that we have a different alter we are talking to at times. That's how it first was with Silas though he cycled through far less identities and his eyes always gave him away. I've taken note that the two that claim the titles as shapeshifters seem to not be able to change their eyes. Lily's are sometimes more brown than red, sometimes plain brown, of course red, rarely pink or orange tinted, but they have a certain range they stay in. (That doesn't make any of Lily or Si's transformations less impressive.) Yet, there is Violet who does not claim to be a complete shapeshifter and they can change everything about themself including their eyes. I guess it does help that one is fake, but that's the goofy part. Vi can literally grow back that eye for certain shifts. It actually probably takes more effort to keep disposing of an eye. You know what...what am I saying, I'm sure they enjoy the process. Moving on.

Last night as I'm unable to sleep someone started talking to me. I don't know how other systems are but I know mine seem to have a mixed way of communicating to each other. Sometimes we leave notes for someone who isn't fronting at the time. Sometimes we talk in headspace where I can see more/all of them. Most of the time I get glimpses of parts but otherwise hear my head mates more often than I actually see them. She spoke very calm and gently but it was clear she had control of the situation. Stern isn't the word I'm looking for but I can't think of another currently. Because even within our short conversation I could tell she cared though she is keeping herself at a distance. At one point I did see her hands. She has claw-like nails, I feel like I saw something on her hand too like a tattoo, a scribbling of something, or a birthmark or injury. It was almost a straight line of dark pigment which is why I went to tattoo. Though it very well could be hyperpigmentation. She's much darker skinned than any of my other head mates. When I attempted to ask her name she was already gone. (I do apologize if I'm using the wrong pronouns. I got a very strong "I'm a woman" vibe and adding together context clues, I think I'm right with this hunch. Lily will be thrilled.)

Based on what I've observed so far. She's not human because she views herself outside of humanity. If I had to take a guess I think vampire would be a solid choice. She really did give enough Lestat vibes to have fooled me for a bit. Seemed very motherly, someone that would take care of you while you're sick, hence she was there. I keep getting something gendery about her. I actually think she'll open up about that.* I get the sense that she's been around for longer than any of us have noticed and has observed us. She's calculating her moves but not to manipulate as many people do. No, she is creating a bubble for herself. "Acknowledge me when I'm here in front of you, when I'm not I don't exist." All I saw of her was her hands so I don't have much to go off of. At that her hands moved so fast, she talks with them, that I couldn't ID the mark on her hand.

I hope she gives a name at some point and maybe comes around a bit more often. For some reason "new" head mates are always either feral and snapping or timid bunny that will die if you look at it. Can I say I've been enjoying the bunnies a lot more? And I'm glad at the progress everyone has made.

[sorunort]

i dont normally post a lotta wips here unless i know im not gonna finish it but i worked literally all day on this piece and im super excited to finally finish it, whenever that will be, and im hyped with how the lines came out aaaaaaa

[not-someones-shadow]

"So then why are you still here?" he snarled. "If you want to go to your home so bad, why don't you?"

This other him seemed so content with staying in a place he didn't like. Vani-Two wasn't making any sort of sense to him.

Scribbles, daring to be bold, peered out from behind her master's foot, trying to lock eyes with the other Flood.

"You mean my home?" he asked, anger lacing his voice. He was getting real tired of this other 'him' claiming the Graveyard was his...or....er....his?

He needed to give this guy a name other than Vanitas. That was his name.

"This," he began, pointing to the Graveyard, "is my home. Not yours. Leave."

[wyvernlair]

couldn’t decide who to draw today so I took a number generator to a list of ocs

it was pretty fun even if all I did was more headshots ∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿

[spaceknifes]

himb

[shinmiyovvi]

"Para sa minamahal naming ama..."

A group photo of our niños and niñas as a gift for their father figure Padre Francisco 😭💖💖💖

Also, I will be including this one for the continuation of my angst VaNi comic soon and might show you this part as a sneak peek later on 💖

Other versions of the photo:

I just had to, the scribbles on the photo are making me cry so much that these 4 are too wholesome for me 😭😭😭💖💖💖

Without filter:

[not-someones-shadow]

Little rumbles escaped his hollow chest, creating an echo of sorts within the cavity. Just little kitten snores, or more accurately, a tiger's purr.

Despite his tail being thorny, it still wrapped tightly around Opal's paw. The antennas on the back of his head twitched on occasion through his rest.

His shadow grew and a group of smaller Unversed emerged, probably from the stress of the day. The eyed their master curiously before crawling up next to him, creating a little pile.

Only Scribbles stood watching from the doorway.

Vanitas' legs kicked out in surprise. He was used to Xehanort picking him up, but this was much smoother than how his master would handle him. Although he wasn't happy to be carried like a kitten.

Upon being bundled up, he found no urge to snap back. His pupils were blown large, and his body instinctively reverted back into the Unhuman form.

His thorned tail twirled around one of Opal's paws and all six of his eyes thinned. He cuddled in closer.

Apparently, his body was still too weak to keep up with the human facade.

[sorenzi]

So you are telling me these two aren’t canon?! (part 2)

Continuing on this glorious list:

https://sorenlen.tumblr.com/post/660823161771851776/so-you-are-telling-me-that-these-two-arent-canon

Maybe you are right that these two aren’t canon, but here are some brainworms for bait and for your reconsideration (or entertainment):

MochiJun on the VnC anime merch (specifically the rings)

Mochijun mentioned that she liked  to collect rings, then went straight to discuss where these two would wear their respective accessories on their hands. Noe’s would be worn on his thumb on the left hand, Vani on the left hand’s middle finger. (Some one said it’s the right hand but I’ve yet to find the source…) I don’t know the significance of it but it got VnC twitter up in a storm.

Source: https://twitter.com/jun_mdesu/status/1445742456461398027 

Friendly reminder that their respective birthstones are of each other’s color schemes. (Noe = blue sapphire, Vanitas = purple amethyst)

YouTuber Omake

In the YouTuber omake where Vani (goes by V) would have been a popular game streamer with an ‘good’ voice, and Noe would have been a daily lifestyle/local travel vlogger (not quite sure what it is), Mochijun tweeted that they made each other’s profile pictures for their respective channels. (Noe drew the cat scribble for Vani, and Vani took a picture of Murr for Noe.)

Source: https://twitter.com/jun_mdesu/status/1446713546251726850

There are subscribers comments discussing whether if they both live with each other as a viewer recognizes Vani’s ‘distinctive’ voice in one of Noe’s videos.

Source: https://sorenlen.tumblr.com/post/664546132268089344/mochijun-confirmed-that-vanitas-and-noe-did-each

(This is a rumour as I remember reading the Twitter comments but not from the direct translation.) Dante is acquainted with V, and sometimes acts as their video editor even though he has a channel with Riche and Johann too. (KEYWORD: ‘their’, so it’s not just Vani, but Noe and possibly the both of them together)

When your roommate’s pet actually likes you (Murr’s interaction with Vanitas)

Since it’s hinted that they could be roommates and that they’ve used the same animal for their profile pic, gotta bring Vani roommate’s cat (Murr) into the picture that he’s essentially their spoiled kid. 

In Memoire 51.5 (Lost Children), in Noe’s segment, you can see Murr cozy up to Vanitas when Amelia informs him and Dante about his little tour around Paris. 

Murr’s interactions around other characters are decent but Murr seeks out to chill on Vani’s lap which he let’s Murr do. It’s not much of an interaction but it’s very heartwarming to see another species take a liking to Vani when he personally thinks himself as unlovable.

Episode 7/Memoire 12 other shipping details that aren’t as noted

TARTE TATIN. And desserts!

Go read @temporoom​ ‘s analysis on tarte tatin here. It’s very insightful on their interactive dynamic, but to simplify, what non-interested person would give their dessert (even if you don’t like it) to someone else after knowing them for 2 days when you could have left it untouched on the table then have an intimate talk about what love is several hours later???

https://temporoom.tumblr.com/post/660166976290816000/okay-no-i-said-i-would-wait-to-sort-out-my

Sora To Utsuro’s through Noe’s perspective (follow up on the subtle non-platonic elements of the OP and ED songs) 

The scene where Vanitas takes off his glove to treat Chloe’s malnomen causes a temporary bright illusion in the surround area. Noe watches in awe at the sight and Vanitas’ blue moon moment and sees blue and bright twinkling lights (world formula?). The rest of Chloe’s home is devastated but the mysterious white Astermite flowers bloom where the World Formula or Astermite powers have been tinkered. This is actually Vanitas himself.

This reminds me of a the line in ‘Sora to Utsuro’ where the lyrics are the following: 

‘I love this world and the light only you give me Makes the world I see through these fractured eyes Look gleaming and bright.’

And while the light is technically cause of treating Chloe, Vanitas ended up agree to save her and Jean-Jaquces cause Noe didn’t want to give up. Please re-read that chapter and look at how Vanitas emotionally squirms at how Noe’s idealism impacts him.

Also the start of Memoire 53 shows how Noe remember’s his first encounter with Vanitas in the church. Vanitas is literally basking in the light from the stained glass and has a soft expression while the audience saw an unhinged vampire doctor in Chapter 1. (Noe has massive rose-coloured glasses here.)

I’m also convinced that the delay of September’s chapter is not a coincidence and that Mochijun is definitely planning something for Memoire 55. Anyways that is all.

[aaternum-a]

he misses her terribly.

in between streams, vanitas has altogether too much time to sit and think (and pine), and he's been doing quite a bit of the latter lately. he's set to putting together a box of some things: things he wants to send to her, things he hopes she might enjoy.

what are its contents, one might ask? simple things, really: his old, bright-blue timex watch (the one he'd worn when he'd set a personal record and placed second overall in the race) --- it still works; a collection of some spiced hot cocoa, carefully mixed by hand and put in a cute ornamental tin can with a cat on the top, sealed with a blue ribbon; some shelf-stable shortbread he's made; and a little note:

thought i'd give you something to help you keep an eye on the time until we get to see each other again; i hope it'll bring you the same good luck it's brought me. in the meantime, enjoy the treats and drinks. sending all my warmth from a very foggy paris! toujours à toi, - vani.

Listless and wilted by the night’s end she all but dreamed her journey home, lazily dragging herself up the stairs of the five-story apartment. The only solace she finds in this tiresome cycle of work and sleep were the dwindling days between next time. A promise that eventually they’d see one another again. She sighs softly; dreamily, gaze languidly darting over the peeling embossed letter to her floor. It sucked to miss someone this much! Even if she were to eat the cost of the plane ticket, there were only so many hours she’d get to spend in his company before turning back into a pumpkin. It never felt enough. A blink, really. Someone really ought to find the secret to managing this distance. Until then, these late night video-chats would have to do. Some of the most enjoyable parts of her day. She fishes through her pocketbook for her keys, squinting through her chaotic mess as she walks to her door. Thankfully, she feels the anomaly before she trips over it. End of her shoe brushing against the cardboard box planted squarely in front of her door. She bends at her waist to retrieve it, circling through memory to recall any scheduled deliveries. But she’s drawing a blank, balancing the package between her arm and hip, free hand inserting the key into her doorway as she glances over the packing slip.. Scribbled at the top is her name, sure enough, but that’s not what grabs her attention. It’s the postal code for Paris. Surprise shifts in her expression as she scrambles into her doorway, kicking off her shoes and coat to make a beeline over to her coffee table. 

“   Ah, light, light ..   ” She rocks her elbow against the wall switch, fluorescent light illuminating the empty space as she sets the box over the wood countertop. At just a half-hour over two in the morning, opening a package should hardly rank high within her priorities, but she’s already tearing at the tape with the end of her keys, kneeling beside the table as she pries out its contents. The watch comes first, along with his note, that she reads out loud to herself,  “   Toujours à toi … always yours …   ” The edges of her lips curl into a tender smile, wrapping the loved watch around her wrist, its weight foreign, but comfortable. She extends her palm and twists her arm, gingerly noting the way it feels, near giddy as she looks over the other gifts. “   How cute!   ” Ryu is near giddy with the surprise, dramatically falling to her back and onto the floor, arm stretched out to eye her new accessory. “   Until next time, huh ..  ” Ah, she needed to take a shower and get ready for bed – morning was just a few short hours away and rest was so very important, and yet she’s dialing his number, rolling onto her stomach as she waits for him to pick up. It must’ve been early evening there. If she were lucky, she’d catch him before he started streaming. And to her luck, he lights up her screen, sleepy teal hues sparkling with delight. 

“   I know you gotta stream soon, I’m sorry, but I just couldn’t help myself! Look!   ” Drowsy, mirthful laughter following as she poses her wrist before the screen and gestures towards the torn cardboard sitting on the table. “   You’re so sneaky, y’know? I wanna yell but my neighbors will probably kill me.  ” She sighs, pretending to swoon off camera before reemerging with an affectionate beaming smile, “   I miss you. More than I think you’ll ever know. My heart is just … so full of you these days. I wish you were here. ” She pauses, “   But I’ll just have to add up all the time not spent with you so I can make up for it ten-fold .. until next time.   ” Another laugh as she waves at the screen,

“   Okay, okay! Sorry, I’ll let you get back to work!  ”

[so-mordor-itis]

Hello!!! Can I request z for zenitsu? 👀 Would love to read your take on that, if you have time!

I had way too much fun writing this LOL

Time Will Tell

Zenitsu Agatsuma:

Ah, it was that dream again.

The one where you could hear the sharp cries of gulls, smell the lingering salt in the air, and watch as the beautiful blue waters crash against the surface. If you were honest, this was the one place you would rather be than your current home.

This particular dream also carried another detail.

"Ahhh!"

A blond boy. One who appeared to be afraid of the circling gulls. He was in a crouched position, holding his head in his hands, cowering in fear. When a gull even got the slightest bit closer, he would screech. Yelling for it to go away while swatting the air as if there was an insect buzzing near him.

"Shoo! Shoo! Ahh! Why are you bugging me?" He pleaded. It began to make you snicker.

This wasn't the first time you've had this dream. In actuality, this is the third. The first time you couldn’t remember, but you knew where you had been. The second you could almost remember, but some images were fuzzy. Was that when you first started a conversation with the blond? You couldn't recall.

Before you began to approach the screeching lad, you couldn’t help but admire the scenery around you; the green grass below your feet, the change in environment from where the grass cuts to sand. The water so clear you could see kelp swaying in the currents. Truly a dream. No land in the real world could look as crisp as this.

Glancing at the blond, you called to him. "Hey."

He opened one of the eyes he closed shut out of fear. It looked directly at you, clear terror shining in it.

"Oh -- it's you again! Shoo the birds away! It's your dream you can make it happen!"

Wait...what?

You blinked at him. "How do you know this is my dream?"

He tossed you a deadpan stare. "Have you never heard of the--oh forget it!" After scoffing, he began to cower once more. "How come my soulmate has to dream of the ocean? The ocean! It's not even been explored yet and they're dreaming of it! And naturally you're gorgeous but still!"

His ramblings made your head spin, clear confusion began to weave itself on your face. "Soulmate?"

He was...your soulmate…?

He must've heard you, because he let out a growl of frustration. "Yeah, soulmate. You know, the one destined to be with you for eternity. That soulmate."

Well of course you had heard of the myths and legends about soulmates. But for them to actually exist? It felt preposterous.

"Who are you?" The question slipped from your mouth. Genuine curiosity in your voice.

The blond glanced upwards again, your eyes meeting his own brown ones. "Uh...Zenitsu."

"That dream again, hm?" You murmured to yourself, rubbing your eyes in order to drive the lingering sleepiness away. This time, you had learned the boy's name.

***

Rays of sunlight filtered in through the window beside your bed. The sudden brightness disturbed your sleep, causing you to slip your eyes open.

With it still fresh in your mind, you raced towards a paper source. Grabbing a feather and some fresh ink, you scribbled his name on to it.

"Now I won't forget."

If he was truly your soulmate, it would be in poor taste to continually forget his name.

***

The fourth time you have the dream, things are immediately different. While the scenery stayed the same, the boy's actions were something completely new. He was no longer cowering at the gulls flying above, now he was staring at the crystal clear waters.

You couldn’t see his face, but you were curious enough about him to approach. Eventually standing right beside him.

The minute he recognized your presence, he let out a familiar screech--also startling you in the process.

"Wh-what?" Your voice raised in volume. Zenitsu was shaking before he pointed a finger at you.

"Don't suddenly approach people without warning!" He exclaimed, before looking you up and down. Immediately, his attitude took a 180.

"Oh wow, you're even more pretty in person!"

One of your brows raised. "Uh, thanks?"

"I take back what I said last time, this dream is fine!"

"You really have a complex personality, don't you?"

"Well," he said, before lowering down to his knees. "Please marry me!"

"Eh?" You squeaked, surprised by his sudden proposal. "While I may be your soulmate, that is way too sudden!"

"But-"

"No." You held your hips. "Can I at least get to know you first?"

"...I guess so."

***

You awoke once again, the feeling of confusion from the last dream has vanished and suddenly replaced with annoyance.

"Did he seriously propose to me?"

***

The fifth dream was the same as the previous one. Zenitsu was standing in the same place, his back turned to you while he gazed at the waves. This time, your goal was to create a conversation. While it was true you were annoyed with him, your curiosity could not be ignored either.

You were desperate to know more regarding the soulmate situation. Was he truly your soulmate? Or was he simply stating that to get your attention? From his behavior, you merely guessed the latter.

"So," you started, "What's the legend about soulmates you were talking about before?"

Zenitsu sighed. "I think it's something like: 'You meet your soulmate in a dream, and you continuously have this dream until you two meet in person.'"

"I've never heard of that," you shook your head. "How do I know you're not lying to me?"

Zenitsu once again deadpanned, his arms crossed over his chest. "How would you describe this situation then?"

A quizzical look flashed on your features. He was right, there was no other explanation.

"Well, now what do we do?" You shrugged.

"Don't look at me! I'm not an expert!"

"Jeez, stop screeching! You're acting like a bird."

"Ugh. Why can't this be a simple feat?" Zenitsu mumbled, rubbing his temples. "I feel like I'm back in the real world with Tanjiro and Inosuke. Just as chaotic."

"Who?"

"...Nevermind."

If bickering back and forth between one another was how you two first meet...what would the future hold?

You sighed internally.

Only time could really give you that answer.

~

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