𝓝𝓯𝓾𝓯𝓾~

"Oh, womanizer, oh, you're a womanizer, baby~!" An Ask Laito Sakamaki Blog

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𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓸~!

𝙸𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝙱𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑-𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗’𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘 𝙸 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛~!

𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎, 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎~

𝓡𝓾𝓵𝓮𝓼

𝙱𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝, 𝚊𝚍𝚖𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚘𝚛. 𝙽𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚜. 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝙻𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚘, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚎. 𝙳𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚓𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍

𝙸 𝚍𝚘 𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍, 𝚜𝚘 𝙸 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐.

𝙽𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚢 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚍𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝙻𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢-

𝓗𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓯𝓾𝓷~!

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Fufu, I’ve been watching an anime called Witch Hat Atelier recently… Qifrey’s voice is just so nice to listen to~!

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reiji what are the family trips to the vampire dentist like 😊

reiji- ...haaa. merely reading your inquiry has completely soured the notes of my afternoon earl grey, as scheduling such an ordeal is an annual exercise in absolute misery. that good-for-nothing ( @notririe ) is predictably impossible to unearth from his stupor, requiring me to practically drag his dead weight into the carriage, while laito ( @fedora-pervert ) wastes no time making a disgraceful spectacle of himself by testing his rather repulsive, cheap charms on the dental hygienist

furthermore, ayato ( @ask-ayatosakamaki ) requires constant surveillance simply to prevent him from swallowing the topical fluoride treatments—a juvenile display made infinitely worse by the practitioner diagnosing him with early gingivitis due to his vulgar habit of leaving greasy, pulverized octopus batter to rot on his molars. frankly, it baffles the senses how any young woman could ever agree to kiss a mouth so poorly maintained

once in the chair, kanato ( @askkanato ) still throws the most unseemly tantrums if he is not gifted a trinket afterward, a thoroughly maddening habit given that his wretched sweet tooth is the sole reason his baby teeth rotted out in his youth 

subaru ( @callingsubaru ) is, quite shockingly, the only one who complies without making a scene, likely because he prefers the silent agony of the chair to my lecturing…. by the time we return to the mansion, i am left with a severe migraine, and the distinct temptation to brew a specialized paralytic and sanitize a pair of pliers to perform the extractions myself

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Disgraceful spectacle? Last time I checked, they were rather into my advances, thank you very much~!

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me and Ayato could outdrink u. fkn lightweight

You don’t know my tolerance. And if I’m not mistaken, me and Ayato have the same limit!

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Now why are we lying, lil' bro? Last time we chugged some of that vampire juice, you were actin' all uptight and losin' your shit.

You don't gotta lie, lightweight.

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And if I remember correctly, you were seeing, what was it, ninjas everywhere? Unless that’s just a normal occurance for you, Ayato-kun, I think you’re too scared to admit your limit. Fufu~

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i am officially flip-flopping all over the place. couldn't answer fast enough *my sneakers skid against the pavement until my frame collides heavily against laito’s chest. for a split second, the sheer force of his pull makes my breath hitch—the sudden pressure on my skin borders on a bruise* h-hey, that… *the protest dies on my tongue. the uncharacteristic, freezing edge to his voice completely eclipses the ache in my arm*

*the classmate scoffs, shoving his hands deep into his pockets to mask the slight, telltale tremble of his fingers as he tries to regain his footing* right. whatever. didn't realize you were so head-over-heels over a study buddy, sakamaki. keep your charity case. she’s flat as hell anyway *he mumbles something else under his breath—something entirely unflattering—before finally turning on his heel, slinking back into the neon-lit hum of the amusement fair crowd*

*i look down at where laito's fingers are still locked tight around my arm. the heat of his skin burns straight through my uniform, yet some paralyzed part of my brain refuses to command my hands to pry him off* …you can let go now. he's gone

*i half-expect the playful, teasing smirk to just slide back into place like nothing happened—but my pulse is doing backflips. st. agatha’s rigorous curriculum taught me a lot of things, but it definitely left out the legal frameworks of whatever this is. clearly i must be misreading everything. laito—the ultimate playboy—doesn’t get genuinely jealous, especially not over someone like me. it had to be pure ego. i really ought to stop letting my heart cloud my judgment*

*anxious to break the suffocating tension, i offer a small, tentative laugh. my free hand reaches up, fingers trembling just a bit as i brush a rogue strand of hair—and a stray petal—away from his face* t-thanks. i don’t think my bug-bunny arms could have pushed him off *my brain immediately scrambles for a shield of dead languages to hide behind, a defensive reflex to mask the thought that maybe he actually cared* don’t worry, mea lux (latin term of endearment meaning “my light”)… he’s really not my type 

*when he still doesn't speak, my eyes desperately dart away, landing on a nearby cotton candy and popcorn stall. a young couple is standing there, giggling as they share a pink cloud of sugar. it hits me then, a strange little ache in my chest—for all my textbook knowledge, i've never actually tasted confections like that. i am so clearly out of my depth in his world, while the rest of the universe just enjoys the fair*

⁃ Lu

His eyes fall to you when he feels your hand in his hair, gaze still sharp. Laito doesn’t know exactly why this neanderthal affected him so much, but as he looks at you, he decides not to dwell on it in favor of slowly peeling his fingers off of your arm. His thumb rubs the area where bruises are probably going to form — he can see the marks already.

Laito, that sharpness about him gradually melting, glances to where your eyes dart. He lets an echo of his normal smirk cross his face as he ruffles your hair, pulling your attention back to him.

You look like you want something, fufu!

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Have you ever been geeked out ...like have u smoked the devils lettuce 🤫🤫🤫🧏🏻‍♀️

Mmm maybe, maybe not. I’ll never tell!! since Reiji’s here now, apparently

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well if ur still TECHNICALLY a baby vampire maybe you shoulddddd....try behaving and not getting into trouble for maybe a week-

I’m not a ‘baby’, I’m 17! …though I would probably benefit from not being sent to the basement every once and a while…

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me and Ayato could outdrink u. fkn lightweight

You don’t know my tolerance. And if I’m not mistaken, me and Ayato have the same limit!

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ur still old laito u cant just casually be 300+ bro

I’m not that old! 300+ in length of time existing, yes. But I’m mentally and physically still only 17.

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Hello again

Hello!!! Did you need something?

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Someone said you looked like a pilgrim once, what are your thoughts?

This, I don’t get. It’s the hat, I know that. But that’s all that is ‘pilgrim-like’ on me? How does just that make me look like a pilgrim?

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what happens if a vampire bites another vampire does it taste bad

Depends on the vampire! Just like humans, we have different blood-tastes. Some are better, some are worse.

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Laito, kanato said that if i wanted to marry yui I'd have to fight you and Ayato, if i win i get to keeo your head on the wall for our room in our honeymoon😼

Y’know what, I’ll bow out now. Bitch-chan is more Ayato’s thing, I’m simply here for the fun of it all.

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Laito do you think Yui is better and smarter than bella from twilight

Honestly… yeah. Yui ran away from us that first night, not towards us. That already proves a higher intellect than Isabella Swan.

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I found you on Pinterest 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

It’s like looking in a mirror!

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I'm TIRED of the fedora I can't take you seriously you look like a greasy discord mod with it on

Greasy? I’m quite clean, thank you very much!!! And it’s a good thing I don’t wear the hat for you, fufu~

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*my eyes brighten immediately, the relief of a successful subject-change settling in, though i can't quite stop the warmth climbing up my neck at that 'my dear'—he really is a menace to my focus* doth does not protest, huzzah!

*i waste no time guiding his head down to my lap, my fingers working with a frantic, nerdy sort of enthusiasm as i weave small, budding flowers into his hair* honestly, you have to drop the hair routine. who is your shampoo/conditioner dealer? it’s way too soft. i could do this forever but—

*i pull him up to face me, squishing his cheeks between my palms to admire the floral chaos i’ve created* f’wah~! look at you. you look like a forest prince, or at least a very pretty nuisance *i’m looking way too proud of my handiwork, practically beaming, when a classmate wanders over, eyes trailing over us with a sneer:*

“oh, on a date, nohikari?”

*i stiffen instantly, my lawyer brain short-circuiting into 'deny everything' mode* s-sure! as—um—besties. platonic floral arrangements. obviously

“don’t think you’re fooling anyone. but figures, his game is apparently good enough to snag even a goodie-two-shoes like you. i bet you’re already putting in overtime for him” *the classmate’s laugh is oily, his gaze sliding over me with a gross, knowing look* “the quiet ones always put out the fastest”

*my brows knit together, my face flaring with a mix of embarrassment and genuine heat* and what exactly makes you think you can speak to me with such a lack of—

“say, mind if i take your ‘friend’—since that’s all she is—off your hands, bub? i’m sure i could win her a couple of arcade prizes that don't involve literal weeds in her hair”

*the classmate reaches out, his grip on my wrist way too firm as he tugs me toward him. i stumble forward, the sudden loss of personal space sending my heart into my throat as i’m yanked out of our little bubble* hey! let go, that's literally battery—laito, wait—

- Lu

i’m terrible at instigating drama but wanted to try my hand at it :’3

Laito raises an eyebrow at the boy, the amusement immediately dropping from his face to turn into something colder. He reaches out to grab your other arm, yanking you back towards him in such a way that the classmate loses his grip and stumbles a bit.

I’m sorry, but we were mid conversation. Quite rude to interrupt, don’t you think? You can leave now.

His grip on you is bruising, though if it’s out of protection for you or his ego, you can’t tell.