#vincent van gogh ikemen

[lichtluv]

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this hope is treacherous...

this daydream is dangerous.

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- 𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐨𝐠𝐡 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝

[lovecraftiancicada]

Living for Vincent's reactions to modern technology

[candied-boys]

🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

These silly boys

movie night

[namine-somebodies-nobody]

MC: The floor is lava!

Vincent: *helps MC onto the counter*

Theo: *kicks Arthur off the sofa*

Arthur: *lays on the floor*

MC: ...Are you okay?

Arthur: No.

[fang-and-feather]

Fandom: Ikemen Vampire

Rating: G

Category: F/M, M/M, Multi

Relationship: Jean D'arc x Vincent Van Gogh x Reader

Tags: Jean's POV, Fluff, Relationship Milestones Jean being very emotional over it

Words: 459

Summary: Jean found it hard to sleep the first time he agreed to sleep with both his partners. Instead he finds himself thinking about their relationship and reveling on their warmth.

Written for August's Polyam Shipping Day Prompt: Warmth from @polyamships

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Jean found it hard to sleep the first time he agreed to sleep with both his partners.

You and Vincent had fallen asleep rather quickly, each on one side of him, snuggling close.

He had agreed to this arrangement, not thinking much of it. It was normal for lovers to sleep together, besides you were only sleeping, and he had already slept alone with you, although not with Vincent yet.

But now, between the two of you, he couldn’t help but think.

That you loved him was still a surprise. How could such angels like you care so much for a monster like him? How could you feel so safe and comfortable in his arms like this?

Not that he could say anything. He had allowed you to get close. To sneak your way into his heart.

Your love for him still filled him with such warmth that sometimes it burned. His heart felt so full whenever he was with you that it ached, almost as if it could burst.

He still wished to hide sometimes, but you were there when he did. You dragged him into your radiant light, enveloped him with your warmth. You were like the sun, chasing away the night, until he was warm himself.

This was the happiness he had long ago given up on having.

His eyes burned as he gently pulled you even closer.

All his life, he never realized how much he longed for this warmth. This was like a dream, but it was real. He was loved.

He looked at Vincent on one side, then at you on the other, feeling his cheeks starting to become wet. To his surprise, you reached out, whipping away a tear.

“Are you okay? If it’s too much, we can go back to our rooms.”

Your worry and consideration only warmed his heart further. But these were tears of happiness.

Jean couldn’t find his words, overwhelmed with happiness. He shook his head, smiling at you.

“We will be happy to be here as long as you allow us.” Vincent leaned closer, caressing his cheek, and Jean hugged both of you. “Whenever you need us.”

“Je t’aime, mes anges.” Was the first words he managed to whisper, kissing each of you.

You had tears in your eyes too, and the two of you hugged him back.

It was the first time he had managed to tell you he loved you, wasn’t it? He had struggled with his feelings, even after you confessed yours. After he started to let you get closer.

But saying these words made him feel like he was finally free of doubt and fear.

“Thank you for bringing light and warmth into my life.” He whispered.

“Always. Because we love you too.”

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[aquagirl1978]

Your Body Is My Canvas - Vincent van Gogh x Reader (Ikemen Vampire)

A/N: Happy Birthday Vincent!

Pairing: Vincent x Reader

Prompt: Reader wants a tattoo, but Vincent has thoughts

Word Count: 477

Tags: fluff with the slightest hint of spice at the end

“Stay still,” Vincent said softly, his long fingers wrapping around your wrist, his grip firm as he held you in place.

“It tickles.”

“Sorry,” Vincent apologized. His bright blue eyes, clear as the sky above, flicked up momentarily to meet yours, his attention immediately returning to his work. “I’m almost done.” 

His touch was ever so gentle as he brushed the last pink petal onto your skin, completing his work.

“There,” he said, letting your wrist go free, your skin already missing his touch. Looking down at your forearm, you found a delicate branch of cherry blossoms now decorating your skin. 

“I think this one might be my favorite.”

“You say that everytime.”

“But this time it’s true. I love it so much, I’d like to make it permanent….”

“No,” Vincent replied simply.

You looked at him confused. A few times, you had broached the idea of getting a tattoo of one of his pieces, but for one reason or another, nothing ever came to fruition. Someway, somehow, Vincent always skirted the idea and quickly changed the subject. 

“Why?” you implored, admiring the artwork adorning your arm. “I can’t imagine a better way to show my love and appreciation of your art.”

“And mar your skin?” He traced an outline of the branches on your arm, the ghost of his touch sending sweet tingles throughout your body. He tilted your chin with his thumb, lifting your gaze to meet his. “You are my muse, and your body is my canvas. Every inch of your body is precious to me. While I appreciate your desire to make this permanent, that would take away space for future art.”

He took your hand in his; bringing your joined hands to his lips, he brushed a soft kiss across your knuckles. His blue eyes burned with an intense passion; the way he looked at you stirred a heat below your belly.

“I can always get a new canvas, I can’t get a new you.” 

Heat rose to your cheeks at his words. Vincent had a way of making you feel things, forcing you to see yourself in a completely different light. Maybe it was the artist in him, how he saw the world in a different way than most, that he was able to do this.

With your free hand, you cupped his cheek and brought your face to meet his. “Okay,” you whispered, your lips melting into his in a sweet kiss. 

“That and…” Vincent nipped at your lower lip, pleasure rippling through your body in gentle waves as his hand moved to caress your curves. “I don’t want anyone else to touch your body the way I do.”

Cradling your head, he gently guided your body to lie in the grass, hands still linked as you spent the remainder of the afternoon joined together under the cherry blossom tree.

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[xxsycamore]

𝗟𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗜𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗕𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗠𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗰𝗶𝗻𝗲 [Vincent x Reader]

↬ 💛 It's as if Vincent's smile alone is able to fight your cramps, but it seems like he has a stronger weapon up his sleeve.

Vincent van Gogh x menstruating!Reader • rating: G • tags: Menstruation; Period Cramps; mentions of Menstruation art; Fluff; Pet names • wordcount:  973 • masterlist

a/n: It's Vincent's turn! If you happen to suffer from cramps and you want your favorite ikevamp suitor comforting you in their own unique way, may I also offer: Napoleon, Comte, Mozart, Theo, Leonardo, Sebastian, Arthur (NSFW) 💕(All fics in this series share the same opening scene!)

It’s another beautiful day at the mansion, and the sun is continuing to shine brightly outside as afternoon settles in. Your list of chores is more than half-way done now, the morning was a productive one and you pat yourself on the back for pushing through at your usual pace, even if your period surprised you early this morning. Sleeves rolled up and armed with a feather duster, you march towards the lounge room to take care of another chore.

Specks of dust dance in the afternoon sun, windows wide open, as you complete your task little by little. Soon the sections left to dust decrease and you start to tire - a minor pain in your tummy appearing as well, as if to persuade you into taking a short break. You throw a look to the grandfather clock. You’ve been a busy bee; not even the distraction of dusting off some of Comte’s highly intriguing antiques couldn’t get you late on your own schedule.

You sit down at the spacious couch area, grab a throw pillow to hug, and fall on your side - shoe-covered feet juust hanging off the couch because it won’t be worth the effort of taking them off for just a minute or two of rest.

Uh-oh! The pain doesn’t go away and only gets worse instead. Suddenly moving as much as a millimeter equals signing a death warrant.

“Help” You whisper to yourself, clutching onto the throw pillow.

***

Did the room just get brighter or- no, that's just your boyfriend Vincent entering. The beam of light that is his smile upon finding you here is cutting through the dark clouds of despair lingering over your head... but he still seems to notice them.

"Are you alright, schatje? I don't see you laying around here often..."

You let out a meek noise signaling he's indeed right to worry, as much as you don't want this to be the case... Rising to a seated position while still hugging the pillow, you follow Vincent's baby blue eyes as he takes a seat next to you, and finally mutter the words.

"My tummy hurts."

Vincent's eyes widen further. "Oh no! What can I do for you? Do you have more of those pills from your time in your bag?"

"I don't think so... Can you just stay here with me for a while?"

Vincent takes one of your hands to caress, giving you his best smile and a nod even though you can tell he's still worried. Relaxing back in the soft cushions together with him, you find it cute how his soft sigh comes only after yours. His care is always so gentle and thorough, and you can always feel it.

Melting into his caress as he draws figures on your palm, you suddenly think of something and giggle.

"What's it, schatje?"

"I just remembered, did you know that in my time menstrual art was a thing? Like artists using menstrual blood for their paintings?"

You catch your bottom lip between your teeth as soon as the question leaves your mouth, not quite sure if you should've said it after all. You know your Vincent but even so, it's a ...peculiar thing to talk about.

"Really? That's so intriguing, what a unique and bold way to represent one's struggles... I'm happy to know that the social stigma about it is no more. It never stood right with me, it's part of being...human."

You don't have the heart to tell him that this is far from the end of the stigma surrounding periods, but you're pleasantly surprised by his reaction. When you first started dating, you'd notice him getting red about any and all...adult topics, as well as the aspect of relationships as a whole, so you're glad to know you're not making him feel awkward with this. It must come from a place of understanding the human self, as you know his past of trying to learn about it for his paintings.

You mentioned menstrual art almost out of boredom, like a fun fact you randomly remembered, but somehow now you're thinking about him, about the struggles of his own that he'd once put on paper, about how much deeper he is beyond the surface. He'd get those surprised faces when he presents the meaning behind one of his paintings, like they'd never expect such depth coming from the shallow personality of Vincent who seems to always keep a default tiny smile on his face. The passion hidden beneath is only unraveled to those closest to him and... you're glad to be where you are, resting your head on his shoulder right now.

Vincent lets out one of those small chuckles that make flowers bloom in your chest.

"Just as I ran out of red blood."

Blink.

You raise your head from Vincent's shoulder to look at him. He smiles at you, tilting his head, but you can see something bubbling underneath the surface, as if he's holding in his laughter.

You give in first so he naturally follows, reassuring with words too as an extra measure.

"I'm joking, sorry. The others said I should joke more often... something about being able to keep a straight face."

"They're right!" You say between fits of chuckles that continue to come when you imagine this conversation taking place. "Not because of the straight face, you're genuinely funny."

"Hehe, I don't get that often. Thank you."

You return the soft smile Vincent gives you, and you're being nudged into resting your head down once again. It's then that you notice.

"I think my tummy doesn't ache as much anymore!"

Vincent's gasp is barely audible, but this close up you catch it just fine. Or maybe you're sensitive about his reactions like that.

"That's good to hear. After all, laughter is the best medicine."

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[hhoneypop]

@hhoneypop. — “ i know intense love always leads to mourning. . .” (louise glück.)

[bicayaya]

“make my wish come true…”

“…all i want for christmas is you.”

☁︎ vincent van gogh moodboard - 9 days of christmas (2/9)

[lichtluv]

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

𝑖 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑜𝑤𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑝𝑜𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑖𝑡,

𝑤𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑠ℎ 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑒, 𝑖 𝑑𝑎𝑠ℎ 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑜𝑟...

𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑐𝑘 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑦 𝑤ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒'𝑠 𝑟𝑢𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑑.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

↳ 𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙫𝙖𝙣 𝙜𝙤𝙜𝙝 𝙢𝙤𝙤𝙙𝙗𝙤𝙖𝙧𝙙.

[arthurs-puppygirl]

Theo is so traumatized. I’m sorry baby boy, I fuck your bro and now I’m yur sister is law 😭

[ikemenscreenshotoftheday]

10/01 Omg, the cuties

[elidoesart]

My aunt bought me 2 Vincent sketch books😯‼️

I have never been this happy in my life before🤧

[namine-somebodies-nobody]

Together as one epilogue photos

[candied-boys]

Awww I got some 5 ⭐ cards for ranking in the silly, not worth it xmas event 🥹

Look at those twigs for legs 💖 isn't he precious 💞

[incorrectikemenquotes]