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more vanium and vanyx fanservice because I love this bird woman and her knight man
I HAVE INVENTED A NEW KINGDOM HEARTS CRACK SHIP AND I’M IN LOVE WITH IT NOW, HELP
Wait for it...wait for it...
Vanitas x Demyx
(Vanyx for short)
HEAR ME OUT—
I made a some posts on my instagram story as to why I’ve fallen in love with this ship so take these and please join the #vanyxgang so I’m not the only one to make fanart and fanfics of this
PLEASE TELL ME I’M NOT THE ONLY ONE TO SEE POTENTIAL IN THIS PAIRING???
dragon monyx(draxsion) at the end, there for fun but i like drawing them together they're very very fun
Now that’s what I call warm
A Vanitas x Demyx (Vanyx) fluffy oneshot
Hey guys. I’ve had this ship on my mind for a long time, though I guess I kind of invented it. For a bit of background, this takes place probably somewhere shortly before or during the events of Kingdom Hearts 3. I’m considering writing more of these two in the future, but I’m not sure. Anyway, @mayorofmagicant asked for a fluffy fic of these two, and I just had to deliver.
If this fic converts one person to the Church of Vanyx, then my mission is complete. Anyway, without further ado, enjoy!!
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“Jesus Christ, it’s fucking cold in here.” Vanitas gripes, body draped over one of the couches in The World That Never Was.
“I mean I guess so,” Demyx adds, tuning his sitar on the other couch. He makes a pouty face, teasingly, “Orrrr you’re just a pussy without your coat on.”
“Shut up, asshat.” He spits, helmet still on, but lacking his Organization coat. It’s currently in the wash. Right now he’s just wearing his garrish, emo veiny suit.
“Hey, I know something that could warm you up.” Demyx starts, standing up. He pulls out his phone. (All of the true Organization members have them to keep in touch with each other. Xemnas demanded Vexen make them.) Suddenly music starts blaring out of the small device.
It seems to start with some sort of violin solo. Demyx makes a dramatic pose, then shouts “DANCING!” Before miming a microphone in his hands to sing along with the lyrics.
“Baby can’t you see? I’m callin’?”
His hips gyrate smoothly with the music.
“A guy like you should wear a warning, it’s dangerous, I’m fallin’”
His dance moves alternate from being embarrassingly bad, to over the top sexual, to surprisingly pretty good.
“Please stop.” Vanitas sighs, head briefly tilting up from his own phone. Unbeknownst to Demyx, Vanitas’s eyes had been trained on the blonde the entire time, despite Vanitas trying to hide it. After all, Demyx couldn’t tell he was staring, not with his helmet on, anyway.
The song gets to the chorus. In the brief moment Vanitas’s eyes were ACTUALLY trained on his phone, Demyx made his way over to Vanitas and viscerally grabbed him by the hand, forcing him on his feet.
“WITH THE TASTE OF YOUR LIPS I’M ON A RIDE~~~” Demyx shouts, looking up to the ceiling before making direct eye contact with Vanitas. Was that a look of...seduction? How did he even know where his eyes were with his helmet on? Never mind.
Demyx circles around Vanitas, who is standing there awkwardly. It’s almost like he’s performing a mating dance around him as he sings along with the song. Vanitas stares at him with a mix of confusion, disgust, and a bit of...intrigue?
During a break in the tune, Demyx turns to the helmeted boy, still dancing wildly. “C’mon man! DANCE! It’s fun!”
“No.” Vanitas crosses his arms.
“Not even for a little bit?” He waggles his eyebrows.
“No.” Turning to make his way for the couch, he feels a tight grip on his wrist before he whips his head around.
Yellow eyes stared back at him, soft and encouraging. “C’mon!” He says quietly. “You’ll like it.”
“I really don’t think-“
The chorus starts up again, and Demyx pulls him into a dance, grabbing both of his hands.
“YOU’RE TOXIC I’M SLIPPIN’ UNDER~~” The blonde spins the boy around, doing all sorts of dance moves that neither know the official names of. Vanitas makes multiple attempts to worm his way out of this, but Demyx has other plans. Eventually he just sort of accepts his fate, begrudgingly, and even slightly goes along with it. Barely.
The song ends, and Vanitas suddenly finds himself chest-to-chest with Demyx, who is breathing harshly. “How was that?” He asks, exhilarated. His hair is messier than usual, but his eyes are bright and wild like the sun.
“Torture.” Vanitas half-lies, finally weaseling his way out of the blonde’s grip, and making his way back to the couch before plopping into it unceremoniously.
Demyx frowns for a second, but a shit-eating grin shortly replaces it. “Oh, you did too have fun.” He smiles knowingly. “You just don’t want to admit it.”
“Of course you would think that.” Vanitas chuckles. “You’re the dumbest one here.”
Demyx gasps, looking overly offended. “Hurtful!!”
He eventually plops back down on the other couch as well. Now back to tuning his sitar, his Cheshire grin returns. “Are you sufficiently warm enough now, Vani?”
“Stop calling me that.”
“I’ll take that as a yes.”
A continuation of sorts of my other post...
MORE EVIDENCE WHY VANITAS X DEMYX IS A GOOD SHIP
#VanyxGang
Vanessa: I'm having problems with Vanyx.
Chaiya: Like 'his ashed corpse won't fit in my car' problems or 'I like him' problems?
Vanessa: 'I like him' problems.
Chaiya: Too bad. I would have been able to help with the first one.
Vanessa: Hey, I need help with something.
Vanyx: Say no more. Here's a bunch of explosives.
Vanessa: Nope, different thing.