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yk who else doesn’t have valentines dlc
vanderwood
valentines post part 57 guys there’s new content that means vanderwood route is coming its COMING its ON THE WAY it WILL GET HERE I SWEAR ITS COMING I SCREAM AS THEY DRAG ME AWAY
but until then i will continue to feed the,,,, like five vanderwood fans that exist
i warned u i love love month expect more if i can also get my work done (im not)
This is from Secret End 01, but I feel it's true in all routes.
SE Saeran around someone he likes? Shy, 'i-it's not like I wanna hold your hand! You'd g-get lost if I don't hold onto you!' or 'I got you some flowers. No, it's not because I like you! I j-just thought your house needed some color!' vibes. At least at first, once he finally acknowledges his feelings he'd become kinda lovey-dovey in private. He isn’t used to people wanting to be around him, and those who he thought had wanted to had betrayed him in the past. Plus, he’s still trying to understand who he is, so understanding other people is too much for him. Once you get through that outer shell, he’s a bit more gentle, less stand-offish.
He isn’t comfortable showing a bunch of affection in public. You’ll get some hand holding, sitting closer to him than most people, maybe a kiss on the head. In private? He’s sitting back to back with you, reading or sketching while you do whatever beside him. He’s more open to being touched when alone, and this boy is touch starved but denies it so much. You can play with his hair, trace your fingers on his skin, cuddle him- Saeran loves it. Very few people are allowed to touch him at all, so consider yourself lucky to be one of them.
Vanderwood around someone they like? Denial. A bit of a tsundere as well. If they get upset with you doing something risky or if you get hurt, it’s less that they’re mad at you and more that they’re angry at themself. They want to protect you, how could they let you get hurt! You thought Seven was bad when he tried pushing you away during his route? Vanderwood is worse. The more they realize they love you, the more they deny and try to push you away. They think they don’t deserve happiness- their soul is so tainted and their hands covered in blood that they think seeing you happy with someone else is what you deserve, what they deserve.
If you get through the walls they have up, especially following the SE or AS endings, they still retain some of their tsundere-ness, but are a lot more affectionate. Similar to the twins, they’re very touch starved. Expect to have them holding you in their arms a lot. You’re also like the only person who can touch their hair or jacket- for the longest time, the only things they had control over was their hair and clothes, so being allowed to braid their hair or wear his jacket means a lot. Vanderwood is very domestic once he settles down, but you’re allowed to help them cook.
My phone autocorrected it into “Clockwarming” and I’m honestly okay with it.
I need to sleep, so I did not read this over. ✨
July 13 - Clockwarming in the Car at the Drive-In Theatre - Vanderwood x MC
She had wanted to be able to spend more time with Vanderwood. He was away on missions so often, they rarely got to meet in person as it was. She had tried so hard to get him to open up to her, and after petitioning for months for him to train her to go on missions, she had been ecstatic when he finally agreed.
But this wasn’t the training she was expecting.
“Remember: not one sound,” he murmured behind her ear, “You need to be perfectly silent.”
Panting lightly, she nodded her understanding, but in the crowded drive-in theatre, it was taking everything in her to stay quiet with his cock completely sheathed inside her.
Sitting in his lap, sandwiched between Vanderwood’s strong, battle-hardened body and the car’s steering wheel, she couldn’t see his face. But she just knew he was grinning sadistically at her. He shifted his weight in the driver’s seat, forcing her to feel him grind into her pussy; she had to bite the leather of the steering wheel to keep from whimpering.
They were watching some kind of action movie; she had forgotten which one. She had been completely oblivious while he had outlined her “training.” All he had told her that evening was that they were going to the drive-in, and she needed to wear a skirt.
“If you come with me on missions, you have to know how to stay hidden,” he said, parking his car in the middle of the lot.
“I can protect myself in a fight,” she pouted, as the lot started to fill with other cars, “Or at least, you could teach me how.”
“That will come in time,” he chuckled, “But first you need to know how to keep under the radar. And one key skill for staying hidden is being quiet. So, for the entire movie, I want you to be completely silent.”
“That’s it?”
“That’s it.”
“That sounds so easy.”
“Mm, I won’t make it easy.”
“Oh? You promise?”
He had chuckled at that, but merely shrugged in response. He let her get comfortable in the front seat while he held her feet in his lap, massaging them idly while they waited for the movie to start. When the previews began to play on the huge screen, Vanderwood’s hands began to wander up his girlfriend’s legs, rubbing soothingly as they travelled up. When she turned from the screen to make a comment, the sight of him looking directly at her, a single finger on his lips in a shushing motion, made her pause.
Ah…he really meant completely silent.
Well. She would show him.
She pretended not to care as his hands reached the hem of her skirt. She was going to win this training, knowing that he had absolutely no faith that she would succeed. Her eyes were trained on the movie screen, but she could feel his long fingers exploring the fabric of her underwear; with a sly look to the side, she grinned when she saw Vanderwood’s eyebrows shoot up.
Oh, yes. She was wearing a thong.
Vanderwood’s smile turned absolutely feral; with a flurry of movement, suddenly she was in his lap, still facing the screen but now caught in his grasp.
“Good girl,” he whispered approvingly, reaching around to tease her slit, “This makes things that much easier for me. Ah-”
Seeing in the rearview mirror that she was about to speak, he covered her mouth with his free hand to quiet her.
“I said you needed to stay silent. Not me,” he said sternly, pinching her cheek lightly, “This is your only warning.”
She pursed her lips, a little annoyed at the unfairness of it all, but nodded her agreement anyway. Kissing the back of her neck in approval, Vanderwood went back to exploring his girlfriend’s body with his hands.
He didn’t tickle her. That would have been too cheap of a move. No, he slowly palmed every inch of her body, first over her clothing, feeling how the fabric fit against her every curve, discovering where cloth chose to cling and where it stayed loose and moved with his fingers. The movie had already started by the time Vanderwood’s hands had made their way underneath the girl’s clothing. Her body was awake and warm; she wanted more of his touch, but she couldn’t ask for it, whenever she tried to guide his hands, he placed them firmly against the steering wheel.
It was when he started playing with her breasts that their game started to get difficult. She almost squeaked when he started teasing her nipples. Almost. When he began to squeeze and grip her more firmly, she could settle for panting; it was soundless enough that he didn’t declare her training over.
But she was distracted enough that she never heard the fly of his pants open; it wasn’t until he felt his erection against her slit that she realized he was going to change his tactics.
She wanted to prove herself to him. She did not want to fail the training she had begged for.
So when he pulled her onto his cock, burying himself into her inch by inch, stretching her wide and making her take him to the hilt…she gritted her teeth and refused to make a sound.
She tried not to think of how hot he was.
She tried not to focus on how full she felt.
She wished every fibre of her being wasn’t aware that he was pulsing inside of her.
She waited for him to move. She knew if he started thrusting that it would be over for her. She could feel herself dripping around his erection, both of her mouths drooling for him.
She knew she would lose, but she wanted him to move, damn him!
And yet instead, Vanderwood held still. Instead of coupling with her, he held her in his arms, nuzzling the back of her neck and shoulders, kissing what exposed skin he could reach. His hands went back to wandering, slipping underneath her clothing and toying with her. But his hips remained still, and when she tried to move, he held her tightly down, tsk-tsking her efforts to soothe the ache that was growing within her.
“I told you I wouldn’t make this easy for you,” he reminded her in low tones, chuckling when he saw her knuckles whiten as she gripped the steering wheel, “Now, since you’re doing so well, I think I’ll grant you a favour. There’s a sex scene just before the end of this movie. If you’re very, very good…” he licked the shell of her ear and revelled in the way she tightened around him, soundless the whole time, “…we could practice hiding in plain sight, adding our sound to theirs.”
“Do you think you can handle it?”
—fin—
Really excited to share the first of my two illustrations painted for @mysmetarotproject! This is the two of pentacles featuring Vanderwood!
I’m still so proud of this work- I really had fun brainstorming with @reifromrfa (and her written part of the collab is amazing!!) and adding all the tiny details representing Van’s multitasking abilities. ^-^
VANDERWOOD ROUTE WHEN
// i want to know what his tragic backstory is. how he eventually gets fond of seven over time. also how he doesn’t treat mc like a damsel in distress is interesting to see, and how that would eventually manifest itself over time :-) also i would very much like to call him stark like he wants
Secret Agent Vanderwood This adorable shy man needs some love. Show your love for Vandy with this hard enamel pin. Take him home alone or
FYI--glartsy has a super limited run of these Vandy enamel pins, just in case your life has a Vanderwood-pin-shaped hole in it like mine did
Stuff I think late at night
All right, so, Seven drives but he cannot have traces on the legal system, which means that he probably does not have a driver’s licence issued by the government.
This makes me love the idea that Vanderwood was the one that teached him how to drive and just imagine the chaotic scenario of Vanderwood screaming and Seven just panicking over the car, winging everything as he does because he is a genius but this chaotic uwu did not listen for one instruction beforehand.
“All right, Seven, now go to second”
“Where is second?” he asks, reaching out for google maps.
