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K/Kimi/Katie - adult (18+) - She/They - NOT On my writing comeback era - also a voice actor…?

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hii hii @lorei-writes and @pond-lilies!! thank you so much for hosting the event and I was very honored to participate!! My giftee was... @dicenete!!!! yay!!! Honestly when I saw your tierlist I was like "huh.. i don't usually write any of these tropes..." so it was a real but good challenge for me to go outside my comfort zone and write a trope I don't typically write. Now go enjoy some good fluff with a hint of idiots in love!! :D

hiii everyone!! It's been awhile since I've shared literally anything on this platform... yikes... Although! I'm here to post my submission for the @ikemen-watch First Time For Everything zine!! (run by the amazing @lorei-writes and the also very amazing @dicenete), which you can find here! This fic really took me back to the a time of when I was first introduced to the series back in 2019! As a result, I wrote my piece as a love letter to my favorite character from Ikemen Vampire. I'm so extremely grateful to be apart of a fan project so amazing, and I hope you enjoy my fic, and the project the team has made together!! <3 (don't mind i'm over a month late to posting this shhh...)

Character(s): Theodorus van Gogh, Mentions of Vincent van Gogh and Mitsuki (mc) Genre: SFW, a smidge angsty hehe... WC: 900-ish Warnings: Spoilers for one of Theo's endings!!

Dear Broer,

It’s been a few months since I left you back in the mansion to follow that Hondje here into the “modern world”. So I ask, how are you doing Broer? Is King well or did Arthur completely taint him? Is your life just as lively as mine? I’ll admit, I have found a part of me that misses you dearly, and wishes you’re still with me, although I would never admit it out loud. I would have never thought  to write a letter to you, but perhaps you may receive more letters in the future, at least if that Hondje was truly right about this being a way to help with my feelings. She had told me to be as open and honest as possible in this letter because you’re never going to read this and it’s more so for me to express myself (that Hondje said that I needed to do that more often instead of holding everything in). Since this is my first letter about opening up my feelings, don’t expect this to be good.

During these past months, I have been following Hondje around the world for her job. I’ve visited many places across the globe with her; visiting cities and countries I never thought I would visit,  doing things I never thought I would do. I’ve been searching for undiscovered talents who have shown great potential to be appreciated by a wider audience, and admittedly, i’ve been searching for the paintings created by you that have been preserved to this era. I like to think back to my time selling your art. To be honest, it’s quite odd Broer. In this age, you can almost go anywhere in a matter of hours or days. You can even make pancakes in a blink of an eye by turning a knob that heats up quicker than the stove would have back in the mansion… Not to mention the multiple new flavours of syrups they have in this age. I would have never imagined flying in the air inside a cylinder with two wings or all the brand new ways to cook and eat sweets in this era if I had stayed with you, so I have to admit, I don’t entirely regret leaving you. 

Some days, it's hard not to think of you. Especially after everything we’ve been through. I had originally come back to this world for you, Broer. You were my everything. From when we were small children you had always looked out for me and our siblings despite how awfully our parents treated you; you wore a soft smile on your face and kept looking brightly towards the future. Originally, you were a life that ended so soon, that same bright future you so eagerly looked towards was taken in a blink of an eye with no remorse. I, so angry with your death, had thrown my life away to the same hands that stole you away. I wonder what you’d think of that if you ever found out. I must say, being offered another chance at life to see you again felt surreal. Prior, I never believed in a second chance at life, but I'm glad I had taken the opportunity to be reunited with you. 

From the days of childhood until now, my world has grown so much larger than just you. You will always be my dear broer, the one who cared for me from when I was just a child. Now however, that Hondje means a lot to me as well. Honestly, when I first saw that woman lying on the ground at the foot of the door, I thought she was a weakling; a Hondje with no training who had no survival skills to last an entire month with bloodsucking predators at every corner. I pitied her honestly, so much so that I took her under my wing to protect her. I would never normally do that for just a mere hondje! Although she did stab me in the back by stealing my heart while I wasn’t looking, she had proven to me that my first impression of her was dead wrong. I had originally underestimated her potential due to her fragile looks but seeing that hondje back in her world really made me realize how talented and knowledgeable she really is. The amount of time she’s saved me from unfamiliar situations, it’s utterly humiliating to me. Perhaps this is how she felt in the mansion those first few weeks, and for what it’s worth, she adapted far better in a single month than I have in a few here. 

I wish I was more open with you before I left, Broer. It truly feels like there was so much more we could have shared with each other. That is my one regret I have. It would have been nice to sit with you and eat pancakes and just talk about how we truly feel; “letting everything out” as that Hondje puts it. I think this letter, however, has really made me realize that, and has helped me miss you less.

In the end, I’m wishing you well, Broer. I hope you’re finding inspiration in your day to day life, and painting away without worry.

I will be writing to you again soon.

Sincerely,

forever your younger brother