bleude | Overflow Post

[ that's what he's always called her... well, since their meeting. since he kissed her. he says her name more than anybody else and always in this certain tone that used to make her tingle.

in revulsion, at first. but later? much differently. the opposite. ]

Vanitas? But

[ oh.

for the record, yes, she noticed. ]

That's not your real name.

[Ever since he at least asked her to call him by name, too, rather than refer to him as "human." He likes hearing her call him that, but...

It's not his. Not his name. He stole it that day those years ago. When Luna died.]

No. It's not. It wasn't mine to have. But I took it anyway.

[He wonders who he even is anymore, honestly. What he is.]

[ honestly, she was expecting his answer to be "human" and not "vanitas" itself. she's thrown, staring at her phone while gripping it tight in her fingers. trying not to crack the screen.

if she's not in love with "vanitas", who...? ]

Why? Why did you take it?

[It's a good question, really. One he doesn't have the answer to anymore. Maybe one day he'll even forget his real name. Would that be a blessing or a curse, he wonders...?]

To utterly destroy Vanitas' legacy. For my revenge.

[And perhaps secretly to honor Luna. He's not sure anymore, not with his conflicting feelings.]

[ his revenge. his declaration at the bal masque. jeanne remembers standing there, staring up at him in awe. that someone could exist who might be the complete opposite of her.

yet how similar they are, too. ]

I think I undersand now. You took a name that came from a person you hated just for your goals. To erase everything Vanitas did. As Vanitas, you're saving the Crimson Moon vampires in objection.

[ how... frantic... how desperate. what happened to vanitas that he would go so far? those scars? that possession mark? ]

Do you remember your real name?

[]Honestly, he needs to live dangerously to feel like he's in control of his life. Whereas it seems Jeanne values safety above all else. They're different in that regard, yet so similar in others.

Exactly. If Vanitas created this grimoire to destroy the Crimson Moon vampires, I'll do whatever it takes to save them from oblivion.

[Even at the cost of his own life. He doesn't have much time, so he has to make the most of it, after all.]

Who knows? It doesn't matter anyways. I'm Vanitas now. Not...

[Not that name. Not who he was. Human.]

[ he can get into all the danger he wants, and she will be right there to protect and save his ass. ]

But isn't it a name your mother and father gave to you? Just like I was named Jeanne by my parents...

[ or is that why? he's protecting that name in his own way. the precious name given to him by his mother. ]

Okay.

I'll still call you Vanitas. But, even if you consider yourself Vanitas, I hope you will share it with me one day. The name your parents gave you.

[Thank goodness for that, huh? Because so many times he would've died without her help.]

It is. But

[But he doesn't want to sully it and their memory by associating his current behavior with it. He'd rather that name be relegated to the sweet child who loved his parents, not the young man who disregards their sacrifices for selfish reasons.]

Alright. One day I'll tell you. Before I'm gone. [Even if he has to leave it in a letter to her.]

[ if only she thought of such a thing before she became a bourreau, too. jeanne could've remained the happy-go-lucky (and wild) child that she was. ]

It's okay. I understand, I think.

[ without him telling her. somehow, she does. ]

Perhaps I should think of a nickname for you, in the meantime? I've never done it before.

[ here we fucking go. ]

My little macaron.

[Alas... But he's glad to know her as Jeanne, even if it's also the name she held as a bourreau. He doesn't hold her actions against her when she was forced to do those things.]

Thanks...

[A thank you AND an apology in one day?! The sky must be falling.]

Huh... Yeah, that should work, I think.

[OF COURSE IT'S FOOD. WHY IS IT SO CUTE THOUGH...]

Is that because you want to eat me?

[ BECAUSE HE IS ADORABLE?????? ]

Oh. Well, maybe a little. One of the reasons.

I said you were better than macarons, too.

[Okay y'know what? Fair.]

I'm glad for that. I think even I would be a bit hurt if I ranked below food...

[Now he's just teasing her.]

[ teasing her just like old times.

hurt him? oh no. nononono. ]

YOU ARE FAR ABOVE FOOD.

YOUR BLOOD.

YOUR MOUTH.

YOUR SKIN.

YOUR PENIS.

[ god help them ]

[ASDKLFJS JEANNE PLZ]

YOU DON'T HAVE TO REFER TO IT LIKE THAT OKAY

[HE'S GONNA PERISH]

[ HOW IS SHE SUPPOSED TO REFER TO IT HE'S A DOCTOR ]

I don't?

Then

Um

My

big

macaron?

[ god help vanitas ]

[He's also eighteen and horny. Maybe dick would be better?? Certainly not cOCK. He would DIE.]

I

I guess that's acceptable....?

[CALL IT HIS ECLAIR AND CHOUX PUFFS]

[ right here, 200+ and horny. she is a INEXPERIENCED MAIDEN. if she wants to be able to dirty talk, there needs to be more bawdy literature in the libraries for her to stumble upon.

or he can read some to her. ]

My little macaron with his big macaron.

[ HIS ECLAIRLSKJLKdj ]

[Thankfully they match each other in the horny department. Otherwise Vanitas might end up a shriveled, dried up husk hahaha..... But yes, he should definitely read some bodice rippers to her! Just so she can watch Dr. Vanitas stumble over the lewd words.]

asdlfkj

okay maybe not

[HE'LL NEVER BE ABLE TO LOOK AT A MACARON THE SAME WAY AGAIN]

[ she might implode from how delightful he would be stuttering over the words while flushed down to her toes, herself. if he did read to her, she doubts she would last long before she threw the book to the side to act out whatever he was saying. ]

What?? You changed your mind? Why not? What's wrong with it?

[They both would implode, just for two very different reasons, honestly. Though he would hardly complain about her jumping his bones after getting riled up by the act of reading such lewd details out loud.]

I'm gonna think of certain things whenever you eat the actual food if you keep calling it that...

[ "certain things"? when she eats macarons?

it takes her some time to figure it out and her fingers slowly press to her lips. ]

You'll think of me...

Tasting your macaron again?

[So too do his, although for probably a different reason: to keep him from making an embarrassing squeaking noise at the thought of her "tasting" him.]

I

Y

Yeah... Since feeling you on me is so good...

[ going to get diabetic from his sweetness.

their conversation has TAKEN AN ABRUPT TURN. while jeanne blushes hotly, all over, she doesn't want to stop either. such is her relationship with him. doing things she's probably not supposed to but not giving it up.

this risque way of exchanging messages is what he meant earlier, right? right?? ]

What was your favorite part?

[Best way to get your daily sugar intake!

He too is ridiculously heated all over, thinking naughty thoughts about her. The fact that what they did and continue doing is probably taboo only makes it more alluring, really.

Even when she asks such a bold and forward question like that.]

f

feeling you surrounding me..... so warm and

wet

tight

[He was in heaven, really.]

[ in excess!!

bold and foward? her? him. describing such detail of her

oyster. since they are using EACH OTHER'S FAVORITE DISH.

it's cranking her body's temperature up so high it's as though fire rages through her limbs. actually, all she can do is stare at the message for too long. whatever her phone's material is made of? it creaks under the strain of her powerful grip. flashes of the past few nights make her breathing hitch and her toes curl. of what it was like on her side. heaven, too. ]

I liked

your whimpering.

I WILL CRY!!!!!!!!

IT WORKED THIS TIME

GOBLESS

THANK GOB

ONE DAY WE MIGHT JUST MOVE TO INSANEJOURNAL

IT'S GOING DOWN FROM WHAT I HEAR TOO....

BRUHHHHHHHHHH WHAT IS LEFT EVEN

SURE AS SHIT AIN'T LJ...

i can't go back there don't make me go back therjkslkgjs

not even if you paid me hahaha

..................how much tho

maybe for a million... I ain't cheap LMAO

500K?

DEAL 🤝

WAIT WHAT I DONT HAVE THAT MONEy

LMAOOO me neither sob

imagine if we did...

we could get a fun place to live haha

on the bEACH

HELL YEAH

livin the dreeeeeeeeam

a vacation after 30 years hahaha

nah retirement home

I'll take it honestly

beach house and food delivery pls