#vanoe fic

[benka79]

Written for the @ficwip drabbles prompt.

Fandom: The Case Study of Vanitas.

Ship: Noé/Vanitas

Warnings: N/A

Title: Am I?

Prompt: You're late

The guilt was real and painful in Vanitas’ chest as he recalled he tried to kill Noé. He didn't know why Noé was still by his side.

After Vanitas finished cooking the souffles and tarts for Noé, his eyes flicked to the clock.

“You're late,” he muttered.

“Am I?” Noé surprised him; he was standing behind him, grinning. Vanitas couldn't react at all, and Noé just planted a kiss on the top of his nose, making him blush.

Noé sat at the table and rubbed his handsh together.

“Thank you! Itadakimasu!”

As his heart bumped strong in his chest, Vanitas smiled. Maybe he knew why they were still together.

[chihiroine]

our love in shades of azure

or: vanitas is a more than just a little shaken up by their encounter with mikhail - and how close he was to losing noé.

(aka my debut vanoé fic, courtesy of me indulging myself in the manga)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/46458577

[berrynthewood]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: ヴァ二タスの手記 - 望月淳 | Vanitas no Carte | The Case Study of Vanitas - Mochizuki Jun (Manga) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Noé Archiviste/Vanitas Characters: Vanitas (Vanitas no Carte), Noé Archiviste, Amelia Ruth | Florifel Additional Tags: Bodyswap, Attempt at Humor, horny thoughts, Fluff, feeling realization, Bless those dumb boys, Tiny sprinkles of angst (Vanitas' fault) Summary:

“V–Vanitas!!!”

Barely escaping death by heart attack, Vanitas threw his hands up in the air as if being burnt and spun around to face the door, hurried footsteps coming to a stop right behind it.

It was impossible for Vanitas not to recognize his own voice. And considering the fact that he was here, in this vampire body, that meant Noé was most probably—

The door burst open, almost falling off its hinges as it banged against the wall, and Vanitas contemplated himself standing in the doorway with a shocked expression – a look that was comically ugly on his face to be honestly fair.

Noé pointed his trembling finger at Vanitas, almost accusative. “M–Me! I mean, you! Oh for God’s sake… What the hell is happening?!”

A Vanoé bodyswap that nobody asked for. You’re welcome.

[benka79]

Written for the @ficwip drabble prompt challenge.

Fandom: The Case Study of Vanitas

Ship: Vanitas/Noé

Title: Ready to let you go

Prompt: Letting something go

Noé was ready to let Vanitas go with Jeanne.

His realization had come late to confess to Vanitas.

It was like a sickness without a cure, Vanitas said once. Noé understood it just now.

The tightness in Noé’s chest and the pound of his heart so erratically fast; it was love.

Noé rested his head on the pillow and a tear rolled down his cheek. “Love,” he whispered. “Should I let him go?”

“You shouldn't,” Vanitas appeared on top of him. “Don't let me go,” he said before kissing his lips. “This is love.”

Noé hugged him tightly. “Of course it is.”

[bisexual-inuyasha]

If I pull an all nighter I might be able to do all of the things I want.