What Lurks in the Dark (Vivia)
✧ Notes: There were a less fanfics for Raincode, especially the yandere ones... so I plan to write more for my Yandere Raincode fanfics. CAUTION WARNING: Yandere Content, includes dark, unhealthy and obsessive themes, please click off if any of this makes you uncomfortable. ✧ Pairings: Vivia Twilight x GN! Reader ✧ Type: YANDERE - General Headcannons
The Moon’s white light shines through the intricate-framed windows, shining down on the golden candles. A beautiful scenery to behold indeed. The candles flicker in the warm dim room, the milky white wax slowly dribbling down and the bright honey-tinted flame on top flowing along with the cold midnight air. "Tell me, darling, what truly lurks in the darkness?"
✦ To VIVIA, you were as lovely as a crimson red rose. The first one to ever approach him without fear or hatred in your eyes at all. He considers you as the most special person in his life, with Yakou falling second. (lmao)
✦ VIVIA would try and get closer to you, even accompanying you as your partner in solving cases. Upon learning about your pact with a Death God, he often tries to hold your hand whilst you investigate the crime scene.
✦ His romantic love for you soon grows into a sickly obsession, causing him to become more and more possessive. The other detectives soon grow distant from you, leaving you alone all by yourself, with nobody but him on your side. If you die, there’s no point in living anymore.
✦ VIVIA is the type who’d stalk you, either using Spectral Projection or following after you in his physical form. He feels the need to protect you from others, believing he’s all that you need.
✦ He starts to act much more coldhearted and stoic to the others (aside from Yakou), but behaves more warmly and kind towards you.
✦ Sometimes you’d feel as if something like a cold ghostly figure was embracing you from behind as you venture through the rainy streets of Kanai Ward. Shinigami, however, doesn’t say a single word. It’s as if she’s uneasy or even scared of something.
In the once warm room, the burning and glimmering flame of candles illuminating the room slowly fades out as the cold winter air rushes inside. As a result, the room becomes cold and gloomy without a trace of warmth. Yet the Moon continues to shine brightly in the night sky, accompanied by lovely stars beside its figure. "Your lips were soft like rhinestones, warm and loving."
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