#namivan

[naminaer]

he had something on his lip

[vanplinami]

I don’t normally do ship edits but I wanted a new icon that matched my username so take some Vanplinami + Kaixi

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♥︎ Rarepair Month 2022 ♥︎ Namivan ♥︎ Naminé x Vanitas ♥︎

Naminé nervously meets Vanitas in secret; her friends have yet to discover their special relationship. As shadows of two heroes and a princess, their mutual loneliness drew them together. Perhaps now they can find happiness, and realize they’re more than just copies.

@skytsunrose

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all done!!! this is my first table i’ve ever finished omg, thanks for the likes/reblogs/comments, y’all! they really helped me keep going!

45. Alone.

“Have you ever felt alone, Vanitas?” Vanitas stops focusing on how the sand feels under his feet as they walk along the shore. “Huh? Alone? I’ve never cared about being alone.” Naminé swings her sandals at her side. “Hm...I thought otherwise,” she confesses. “Why?” “Sometimes you seem lonely. Like when you have to leave Ven.” Vanitas scoffs. He doesn’t say anything. Naminé slows down. “I wonder...why don’t you live with him? You miss him.” She’s sad from the idea, but it’s the truth. Vanitas knocks her hand with his. “I see him enough. I’m not alone with you.”

46. Remember.

“So what’s it like? With you and Kairi?” Vanitas asks. He’s more comfortable with Naminé now to ask. Naminé sighs happily. “I remember how we connected as soon as we met. I felt safe with her...like I could follow her lead and be okay.” Vanitas takes another bite out of his sea salt ice-cream. “Remember anything else?” Naminé looks down at her ice-cream. “Plenty, but we haven’t been able to spend that much time together. And now that she’s asleep...” She wipes at her eye and Vanitas feels a small pang of guilt. “She’ll come back, y’know,” he says.

47. Forget.

“So you can make anyone forget anything?” Vanitas asks, tossing the book he was barely reading off to the side. Naminé is used to Vanitas’ mistreatment of books at this point; at least it was onto his bed and not the floor. She sips her tea. “Yes, I can.” Vanitas whistles. “That’s some power. But you’re too good to do that to anyone, aren’t you?” Naminé pauses. She’s much better now about believing she’s a good person and she’s done everything she can to help out her friends. She’s good. “You’re right, I am.”

48. Stop. (Writer’s Choice)

Against Riku’s gentle opposition, Naminé takes to sitting outside Vanitas’ door and sometimes talking to him. He doesn’t answer most of the time and they spend a lot of time in silence. Naminé doesn’t want to leave him alone; everyone needs a friend. “Hey.” Naminé jumps. “Oh, hello, Vanitas.” She hears Vanitas’ “tch” and finds the sliver of personality charming for existing. “Stop doing this,” he growls, “there’s no point in whatever you’re doing.” Naminé frowns. She’s been afraid of pushing him away instead of coaxing him into conversation. “I disagree. You’re talking to me now, that’s all I want.”

49. Wait. (Writer’s Choice)

Naminé kisses Kairi’s temple. “See you soon,” she whispers. She holds out her hand for Vanitas to take and as he does she starts to lead them out of the lab. She thanks the scientists--and Demyx, she guesses--for taking care of Kairi and bustles out. “It’s a little harder each time,” Naminé says, her voice cracking, “waiting is getting harder.” Vanitas stops Naminé from leading them past the gummi ship. “Hey, you can’t just run away like that.” Naminé holds onto his hand tighter. Her grip isn’t strong but it isn’t weak either. “I know...she wouldn’t want me to.”

50. Go. (Writer’s Choice)

“What are you all dressed up for?” Riku teases Vanitas, who’s dressed up a little nicer than usual. Vanitas shrugs. “Some festival Roxas invited us to,” he says, “Naminé said we should dress up a bit.” “I didn’t know you two were also going,” Riku comments, “we can all take the gummi ship then.” “Nah, we’ll go our own way.” Just as Riku offers again, Naminé emerges from her room. Her hair is braided and her outfit leans more into “pretty” than her usual “cute”. “Ready to go?” she asks. Vanitas composes himself enough to get up. “Yeah, all ready.”

[naminaer]

real smooth

[naminaer]

ok i lied, another scribble from 2019 and a recent one ^__^

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almost to the end...it’s been so fun writing these and actually getting through a table omg

39. Poor.

Naminé finds it incredibly sweet of Vanitas to go out into town on his own and come back with a gift for her. It’s almost the same present as one Riku gave her before but a different set. She’ll always look at these colored pencils and feel warm that it was Vanitas who gave them to her. She colors with them once and discovers that they’re poor quality but Naminé doesn’t mind. She is, however, concerned about one particular detail. “Vanitas...where did you get the money for these?” Vanitas’ furrowed, confused brow tells her all she needs to know.

40. Rich.

Sometimes when they decide to go out together--on dates as Naminé bashfully calls it--they often arrive in Twilight Town and head straight for the bistro. Naminé usually gets sweet things for dessert but today she decides to try a very rich chocolate cake in hopes that Vanitas will like a dessert for once. Naminé can only handle a few bites until she puts down her fork. Vanitas grins. “Oh, so it got the best of you after all.” Naminé nods. “It’s very good but...well, I’m glad you like it.” Vanitas smirks and pulls the cake towards him.

41. Truth.

“Y’know I’m surprised none of your friends made a big fuss about us.” Vanitas says to Naminé, chin in his hands. Riku doesn’t want to comment. He keeps watching the kettle and setting up three mugs. But Vanitas has a way of dragging people into things. “Especially you over there,” he says. “To tell the truth, you two,” Riku admits, “I wasn’t so sure about this.” Vanitas shrugs and Naminé looks down at her folded hands. Riku sighs and sets down their teas in front of them. This isn’t his favorite conversation but he didn’t want to lie.

42. Lies.

“I’ve...told a lot of lies,” Naminé confesses softly. “I’ve created so many lies...and I was never the one to pay the price.” Vanitas watches her, mouth pursed to the side. Then he shrugs and stretches his arms up. “So what?” Naminé’s head snaps towards him. “What?” “So what? None of your friends care about all that, right?” Naminé pauses. “No...they don’t, I don’t think. They’re very forgiving.” Vanitas tugs Naminé against his side by her waist. “And, y’know, I like this dark little secret of yours,” he says, lips to her ear, “tell me more.”

43. Clean.

Vanitas doesn’t need his helmet anymore, or at least not in the foreseeable future. It sits on a shelf in his room across from his bed where he can stare at it every night until he falls asleep. He’s taken to wiping down the front plate with his t-shirts whenever it gathers a little dust or he leaves finger marks over it. Naminé brings him some cleaning spray and a towel after she catches him doing it. “Here, this can clean that up for you.” Vanitas doesn’t it want to be a serious thing, but he accepts the items anyway.

44. Dirty.

“Oh no!” Naminé’s dress is covered in mud after a cyclist zooms by over a puddle that splashed all over her. Vanitas almost takes off after them but Naminé grabs his arm with both of her hands. “It’s okay...” “Not really. Can you portal back to your room and change?” She hesitates before dragging Vanitas into an alleyway to create a portal and step through. Vanitas waits in front of it until she reemerges in a new white and baby blue dress. Naminé closes the portal and sighs. “I don’t like using these...” “Yeah but your dress isn’t dirty now.”

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next 4 namivan prompts! tbh this is the farthest i’ve gotten with one of these tables? dang

31. Friends.

“I’m sick of him trying to act like we can just be “friends” and that’s it!” Vanitas growls, stomping out of the Land of Departure castle and across the courtyard. “We’re something more, why can’t he see that?” “...Do you want to be a family?” Naminé suggests. Vanitas scoffs. “He’s already my brother.” Naminé sighs. “Yes but...hm. I don’t know how to explain it.” “...I want...damn it, what you and Kairi have.” Vanitas curses again and looks away from Naminé. Naminé’s chest feels warm; she hasn’t spoken to Kairi in so long but she understands Vanitas’ feelings now.

32. Enemies

Naminé knew getting her friends to accept her relationship with Vanitas would be a little tricky even if they were a forgiving bunch. Riku, no stranger to the struggle Vanitas would face, was the quickest to give his approval. The others weren’t as easy; Lea has a hard time letting go of Vanitas as one of the enemies until Isa steps in to take him aside to talk. “Probably getting angsty over there,” Roxas teases them. He and Xion seem apprehensive but willing to give Vanitas a chance. “Nice to meet you on this side,” Xion says with a smile.

33. Black

Vanitas whistles. “So you can summon portals, too? You?” Naminé’s hand curls into a loose fist at her chest. “I...yes, I am--was a Nobody after all.” Vanitas smirks and puts his hand around Naminé’s little shoulder. He’s always excited by the times Naminé isn’t the beacon of light people treat her as. “What about those black coats? Do you need one of those?” “...I don’t think so.” Naminé is obviously about as troubled by her powers as Vanitas is delighted by them. He squeezes her shoulder. He leans into her ear. “Then let’s go somewhere, just you and me.”

34. White.

“It’s all white,” Vanitas comments, barely holding back a sneer at the clothes draped over Naminé’s arm. Radiant Garden is her favorite place to shop for clothes; Vanitas prefers Twilight Town. Naminé looks at her choices. “Hm...they are.” “Why?” “Why do you wear all black?” Vanitas scrunches his face and Naminé giggles. It’s true, though, Vanitas’ only other color of choice is red but that’s due to Twilight Town’s current style aesthetic; he likes it and he supposes it’s about the same as Naminé accents of baby blue. Naminé hums. “I’ll try on one black thing you pick out.”