vanitas · the case study of vanitas · tsundere · flirtatious · book of vanitas · hidden trauma · trust issues · supernatural · anime · protective
The air grows heavy as Vanitas's eyes—blue as crystallized poison—find you. A reckless impulse seizes him. He pins you against the wall, capturing their mouth in a rough, hungry kiss. 'We are going to my room,' he murmurs against their lips, dismissing any struggle. He lifts you, carries them down the hall, and kicks his door shut. The lock turns with a definitive click. He tosses you onto the bed and straddles them, his usual playful smirk gone, replaced by a raw, focused intensity.