#voxakuma

King

Contains: Angst, Fluff ish, Crack, Cheating

Characters: Luca Kaneshiro, Ren Zotto, Fulgur Ovid, and a special guest

A/N: this is the dumbest shit I will ever write LMFAO. not proofread!

Luca Kaneshiro, mafia boss and cold-hearted, cold-hearted except when it comes to you. He would come back from work all bloodied up just to smother you with cuddles and kisses non-stop. He hated everyone who got in his way and that meant he hated many, but he could never hate you. 

Purple and pink lights flashed above you in the dark room with loud music filling the vicinity, “I’ll be right back. I’ll go get us some drinks princess,” Luca said as he kissed your lips as a temporary goodbye. You watched him walk away as a couple of familiar faces sat next to you at your table at the club shortly after he left. You observed your surroundings recognizing Fulgur Ovid and Ren Zotto. You raised an eyebrow at them wondering what was going on (A/N also wondering why nijisanji en’s fuckboys were all here lmfao:0) 

“What the hell do you guys want?” you said in a condescending way knowing Luca would be upset if they tried anything with you. 

“Chill out kid,” Fulgur started, 

“We’re only here to help you on what’s going on,” Ren added. 

“What… what do you mean?” you said as Fulgur’s eyes drifted over to the bar.

You looked over intently to see Luca… with a girl. A girl with short purple hair and blonde highlights.  He was standing right next to where she was sitting, resting his head on his palm looking at her with those same eyes. The same eyes that he looks at you with. The eyes proving that he loves you, or that he loved you at one point. 

You looked down at the ground with millions of thoughts going through your head: when did he stop loving me? Did I do something wrong? I should have expected this, I was never good enough. 

Ren put his gloved hand on your shoulder, “If you want us to ‘talk’ to him, we can,” he started. 

“It’s no use,” you replied with tears already flooding your eyes, “It’s probably my fault anyways,” you said in a near whisper. 

“Hey don’t-” Fulgur was interrupted by Luca's shadow looming over him. 

“The hell you think you’re doing?” Luca began.

“That’s enough,” you looked at Luca with tears in your eyes. 

Luca looked at you with concern in his eyes. His eyes. Those stupid eyes. Those stupid lying eyes. You looked at Ren asking if he could give you a ride home. He nodded. Him and Fulgur put their hands on your back and started walking until you felt a hand pull your arm back breaking you from the two boys’ grasps. 

“Please tell me what this is about baby!” Luca looked at you again with those damn eyes. 

“Are you fucking serious Luca?! God you’re just pretending that you didn’t just eye fuck that girl over there?!” you said with a shaky voice. 

“Pffft-”

NO WAY THIS CUNT JUST SAID PFFT. You opened your mouth to argue some more but were interrupted by Luca laughing. 

“HAHA ok then. ‘Side hoe’ come over here,” HE waved over the girl- oh wait.

You looked to where his hand was waving to ready to beat a bitch up and saw… Aster Motherfuckin’ Arcadia. You then noticed who the 'girl' Luca was looking at was...

“Oh my God.”

˚ ༘✶ ⋆⋆｡˚ ༉‧₊ watching and dreaming

sypnosis: vox dreaming about his dead wife, wanting to ever so desperately stay with her forever in the dream world, even though he knew that he can't do that.

warnings: character death, flashbacks, mention of getting impaled.

characters: vox akuma, my lovely lovely reader<3 (you)

note: reader is female in this honeys</3 mama's sorry :(( also, the art on the banner is from @somssi_o3o on twitter !

You were out on a picnic with Vox, he had invited you out since he saw that it was a nice day to eat out so what's a better way to do that other than having a picnic right?

Vox was laying on your lap, looking up at you with such loving eyes. "Voxxy, I will melt if you keep looking at me like that-" you joked, taking a bite out of an onigiri that he made. "I can't help it my love, you just look so stunning even after 238 years." he smiled, burying his face into your thighs.

"I could say the same thing to you, my love." you smiled, looking down at him with concerned eyes. "Voxxy..." you start, but he had cut you off already. "I know, I know..." he mumbled, tears starting to gather in his eyes. "Just...please let me have this...please?" he pleaded, grabbing your hand and lead it to his face.

"As much as I want you to, you can't my love. You need to wake up. Everybody else is waiting for you." you hummed, carressing his cheek with your free hand. "Can't I just stay here with you?" he asked to which you could only smile to. "You know you can't stay here forever Voxxy..."

"but I want to. Why can't I do that?" he asked, sitting up and facing you. "My love, it's been 238 years since me and our unborn child has died. Don't you think it's time for you to move on...?" you ask him, grabbing his face as you wiped away the tears that dared to fall.

It was the time of war, Tokugawa's army was easily winning the war even though it had just started. On the other hand, Vox was trying his best to fend off the samurais trying to enter Akuma Castle, he didn't notice a ninja sneak in. To his dismay the ninja found his wife and immediately took her as hostage.

"Akuma! It's either you give up and give the clan to us or else she goes down with everybody else!" Shinji, the ninja who had managed to sneak in now has you as his hostage. "Don't you dare lay another finger at her!" he threatened, grabbing another ninja he purposely kept alive and pointed a katana at him.

"That measly trick won't work on me Akuma! Her on the other hand...She's your wife isn't she?" he chuckled, pointing his spear towards your stomach. "And would you look at that? She's pregnant too. How sweet." hearing this made Vox more anxious. You were pregnant? He didn't even know until now. "[name]... you were pregnant...?" he asked you, his hands shaking. "I apologize my love, I planned to tell it to you as a surprise over dinner tonight..." you cried, staring at your beloved husband as your legs were shaking.

Vox inhaled sharply, letting go of the ninja and threw him to the side. "Fine, you can have my clan." he stated, looking down to the floor. Shinji smiled, loosening his grip on you a little bit. "See, that wasn't so hard now was it?"

"but hand me my wife first." Vox snarled, glaring at shinji as his grip unto his katana tightened. You looked to his other hand, seeing that it's signalling you to duck as soon as Shinji lets go of you. "Sure, since the clan will be ours anyway and I don't think i'll need her so here you go." he shrugged, shoving you towards Vox.

You on the other hand did Vox's orders and ducked, only for Vox to throw his katana towards Shinji and hit him on his right shoulder. You stood up, immediately running to your husband "Vox! Let's get out of he-"

stopping in your tracks, you look down. and there you see that a spear has impaled you in your stomach.Vox watched in horror, to which immediately changed in anger. "You fucking bastard!" he yelled, running towards Shinji who was on his knees with the katana still pierced through his shoulder.

Vox pulled out his katana, and swinged. Cutting off Shinji's head in one blow. Vox's vision was dark, he couldn't think of anything else but you and his baby. Turning around, he see's you on your knees, seeming to be looking down at your stomach. He dropped his katana, immediately running towards you and kneeling right beside you.

"[name]- my love, please-" he started, but before he could finish his sentence you fell to the ground. "[NAME]!" he cried out, holding you in his arms. "Vox..our baby..." you sobbed, tears falling down your face. "Shhh, it's okay my love it's okay I promise it'll be okay..." he hushed you, whispering sweet nothings to you even though he knew fully well things weren't going to get better. "Vox...my love, you need to run. I can feel more samurais are coming to help the others..." you weakly hissed, moving your hand to carress his check to which you immediately flinched to because you could feel the spear stab deeper into your stomach.

"B-but I can't do that...I-I can't just leave you here..." he cried, leaning unto your touch and holding your hand as tight as he could. "You have to, you need to survive. The kindreds need you, so please. Run while you still can."

Vox's heart was shattered, he can't believe that he's watching his wife and unborn baby die right infront of him. "My love, I just want you to know that I'm happy to be chosen as your wife... y-you have done nothing but be protect and shower me with love and i'm so, so grateful for every second of every day... Thank you for loving me endlessly, for taking care of me...If I was given the choice to live another 100 lives, I would choose to be your wife over and over again cause those were the happiest days of my life..." you weakly smile, stating him your last words.

"There he is! Get him!" you heard the soldiers yell, and with the last bit of your power, you raised a mountain right infront of them. You haven't used your demon powers in a while, but you silently thanked yourself for still having some power left. "Now go. Please, my love." you begged him, and he could only nod.

"and in those 100 lives, I will choose you over and over again, [name]." he declared, before kissing you ever so passionately one last time. After he broke the kiss, he layed you down on the ground softly, his tears never stopping from falling. "I love you, I love you so so much." he whispered, kissing your forehead. "I love you too, Vox." you whisper back to him, finally closing your eyes.

Once he saw you close your eyes, he grabbed his katana and ran, promising his self that he will do his best to try and protect the clan.

"But I don't want to move on! I-I wanna stay with you here forever!" he sobbed, hugging you tightly as if his whole life depended on it. You didn't hesitate to hug him too, patting his back with your hand. "Vox you need to understand..you will never be able to get a better version of yourself in the future if you're stuck in the past.." you mumble, kissing his nape.

"I'm scared... I already lost you 238 years ago and I don't wanna lose you now..." he muttered, still refusing to let you go. "I know my love, I know... I am also scared to let go of you but it's been years.. this is for the best..." you comforted him, breaking the hug to look at him.

"But sometimes, it's better to let someone go than to lose yourself..."

"but-"

"no more buts my love...it's time."

"no, please-"

"wake up, vox akuma."

Vox shot up awake, endless tears flowing down his face. He looked at his clock, it was the 28th of April, 12:49 pm. Vox got up from his bed, getting out of his room to walk to the next corridor and enter a room.

In that room was filled with things that reminded him of you. Sitting down at the floor, he summoned your [favorite flower] from thin air and then held it close to his chest.

"thank you for visiting me in my dreams, [name]..." vox mumbled, looking at the painting he commissioned a talented painter to make.

(And also, if you're still taking requests, maybe something with lee!Vox and ler!Ike, if you want? I've been craving it, okay, now I'm feeling nervous to send this, anywaynowi'mgonnagohideagain, ly 💖)

AHHHHHH

Thank you so, so, so much! It means a lot when it comes from an amazing artist such as yourself!!

Also, my dear, even if my blog was deactivated, you are one of the people I would NEVER turn a request down. I'd come back from the dead just to write it.

So, that being said, I humbly offer you this drabble. Hope you enjoy and, again, tysm for the support <3 <3 <3

Ike took a sip from his drink while he heard Vox talking about his last stream. As much as he enjoyed the demon’s company and didn’t mind being his listening, most of that information would simply fall on deaf ears.

“...but then Mysta came out of nowhere and tickled me…”

The novelist used the straw to stir his drink, moving the small blocks of ice when that particular sentence struck him. Ike raised his eyebrows in curiosity, slightly turning his face to Vox. “Sorry, Mysta did what?”

“Oh, like, he came from behind and wiggled his fingers over my waist. It made me let out a really awful squeal,” Vox said, between chuckles, “he caught me off guard and I-”

“I didn’t know you were ticklish, Vox.” Ike interrupted his colleague, placing his glass down while a slight smirk formed on his lips.

“Well, to put it like that it’s an overstatement. I was simply scared wh-”

“Then…” Ike interrupted him again, this time the novelist could tell that Vox knew where he wanted to get with those comments. “Can I test it out?” He spoke softly, holding his hand in front of his chest and slowly wiggling his fingers.

The demon felt a shiver run down his back, swallowing dry at the idea. Yet, he tried his best to put up some calm facade, hoping to talk the novelist out of it. “I don’t see the need for that.”

“And why not? If you are not ticklish, there is no reason to fear.”

“I’m not fearing anything, it’s just thaAHA- Ike! N-nohoh, s-stop it!” Vox choked on his laughter when Ike ignored his words and reached for his waist, pinching it skillfully. As the tinglish feeling spread across his body, the demon quickly held the novelist’s wrist, trying to pry it off of his body.

“Huh… so, Mysta “scared” you like this?” Ike teased, managing to switch to Vox’s side despites the other man’s attempts to stop him. The change of spots made him twist and turn on his chair, trying to battle both the urge to laugh and Ike’s tickling.

“Y-yehehah, now s-stohop it! AhaHAh, e-enohough!” Vox pleaded, trying to lean away from Ike’s hand to the point he was almost falling from his chair. 

“Already? I thought you were not ticklish, Vox. Were you lying then?” Ike pressed the man further, cornering him both literally and metaphorically.

“O-of cohohourse not! Ahahaha, I-I’m not tihihicklish!” The demon protested, being forced to use one arm to support his body while the other kept trying to fend Ike’s assault off.

“Sure thing,” Ike chuckled, finally giving Vox a break. The novelist smugged, picking up his glass again and beginning to stir his drink. “Anyway, finish your story. So, after that, what did- ahm… Vox?”

As he turned to face his colleague again, Vox had a clearly annoyed smile on his face. Ike couldn’t help but slightly lean away from him. “Is… everything ok?”

“Oh, I’m perfectly fine, Ike, but since we are on the topic… how ticklish you said you were?”