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[unfetteredwill]

Reblogged ask: y

If it’s not for pleasure, then it might be for some other nefarious reason. Copying his powers, change him in some way. He’s not taking the bait. Vanitas remains seated on the curb of the street. “Don’t see anything in it for me.”

[worldly-diversity]

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SEND ME 💕 TO ASK MY MUSE ON A DATE

Demyx stared at the back haired kid curiously, wondring who he hell this even is. Honestly, he’s pretty sure his intended target just walked away before the kid got his guts together enough to ask, so here they were.

It’s kinda cute though. 

And probably disturbing that this kid reminds him of a darker version of Sora…

“That’s sweet kid, but I don’t think you were aiming that at me, huh?” He says with a smal understanding smile.

[thebetterhalfofwind]

@vacuamanima continued from here

Vanitas blinked down at Ghost for a moment, then shook his head. “It’s fine. Don’t worry about it.” Ghost was clearly distressed at the moment… if he needed to be around him for a bit, that was fine. Even if he didn’t have a clear reason for it. Or maybe it was just something he’d rather not say out loud. That was fine too. “You wanna try sleeping here tonight?” He didn’t really mind having Ghost here in bed with him… he was a calming warmth beside him. 

[quiescentgale]

Sleepless Nights

「    •   Lights ❤  forging *ﾟ N є w *ﾟ beginning @vacuamanima      •」

▹ ☆  Ghost ☆ ◃

                        ✣ 「 ヴェン」 ❦❧ ─ This was... the what? Nth times Ven was rolling on the floor, belly aching to his companion, Ghost, who scarily resembled someone he used to know, about, “I can’t sleep.” Alternating between, laying on the carpet covered floor, or just pacing a trench on said lush flooring. “Ghost.... can you just... ‘knock me out’ please?” At this point, the blond was going to wear himself out to morning comes, and he’s not looking forward to a battle of wits against anyone that next day.. with a paper thin patient. Before ungraciously flopped onto the floor ( Not bed ) whining.

[unfetteredwill]

Continued from here: y

That... That was annoyingly painful. The Unversed returned to him in quick succession as they’re defeated so easily. That doesn’t make sense but Vanitas isn’t in a good mood to think things through. His returned anger, though painful, is only doubled as more Tank Topplers show except their coloration has changed from the standard red and black to golds and brown. The power level of the simple creatures doubled.

“I don’t care!” Vanitas shouts, stepping back away from the double. How can this fool say he’s not Vanitas after calling him an asshole? Why the hell should he care that the man lost his memories? For all he knew, the other was just another trick created by his former Master. “If you want your answers... Find another source!” With that shout, the twelve Unversed that had risen from him bounce towards the closer man. In a crowd, they’re not so easy to defeat. If this disgusting fool tries that fire again, he’ll make them explode. 

[vanities-redemption]

"Hey, hi... Um.. I uh..." He blushed. "Is it alright if we just... Cuddle for a bit?"

Vanitas’ cheeks burn red and he rubbed the back of his neck. Then, he shrugs his shoulders. “Well...I don’t see why not.”

[worldly-diversity]

Seeing Double || vacuamanima

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Vanitas frowned when he saw someone appear out of an odd portal. It felt similar to his own, but it looked different somehow. Wanting to know what was going on he approached the stranger, only to get the shock of his life when he found— himself!

"What the fuck?!"

He'd never met a 'twin' before and had no idea that was even a possibility, so he was rather freaked out to find himself with red eyes standing there. His own had changed to blue a long time ago now...

"Who are you and why do you look like me!?"

[thebetterhalfofwind]

@vacuamanima

It had been strange, getting used to staying here. He’d gotten so used to traveling, and fighting, but since he’d been staying here with Ghost, he hadn’t had to. It had taken some getting used to, but over the weeks he’d found himself growing more comfortable.

More comfortable emotionally, anyway. Physically, he found the weather growing much less pleasant as summer wore on.

Vanitas groaned, flopping down on the couch. “It’s too hot....” he muttered, shaking his head. Even though it was well into the evening, it was still way too hot for him to be totally comfortable.