#vincent valentine imagine

[suvidrache]

into the night

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Word Count: 500 | Read it on AO3 | masterlist

Summary: first date with vincent.

Vincent never thought he would fall in love. He never thought he would find someone who actually made him feel something. He was a very private person and very rarely spoke. Very few knew him, and even fewer people knew of further details about him. He preferred to stay away from people, and he liked that his presence was enough for people to leave him be.

You were different, though. You approached him, and you weren't at all bothered by his coldness. You tried your hardest to have a conversation with him and continued to talk to him, even when he sometimes didn't reply. He enjoyed how happy you seemed. You were the complete opposite of him. Although, you also kept to yourself. He was only slightly curious why someone like you would avoid the other people, but he never questioned it.

You were the first to ask him out. He never rejected or accepted your invite. Yet, you held onto the hope that he would show up. You looked so happy and so hopeful that he would join you. He had yet to see you sad, and he didn't want to see it, nor did he want to be the cause of your sadness. He would have felt terrible for it. He arrived, and your face lit up. When you spoke, he was slightly more talkative than he had been before. Still, he talked in the same cryptic manner that he always did. If it were anyone else, they would have been unsettled by his speaking. You were used to it, and it didn't bother you one bit. He wasn't one to visit the public, let alone sit in a restaurant and eat. You were also aware of that before you asked him out. Instead, your date was in a secluded spot. Somewhere, no one would bother either of you, and you had brought some food that you made. Vincent could tell that you were trying. He would have smiled, but he didn't want you to question anything, so he remained emotionless, as always.

Vincent did try to put in some effort. Occasionally, he would ask you questions that he had, and he even went as far as to answer more questions than he had previously. You weren't expecting it, and he continued on as if this were something he always did. He knew that his behavior wasn't normal, but he trusted you. He believed that this could be something more. He wasn't the type to go into a relationship without the possibility of marriage in the future, but he never mentioned it.

When the moon began to make its way up into the sky, it was time to head home. He offered to walk you home, and you accepted. Even if you wanted to walk alone, he would have secretly followed after you to ensure that you would be safe.

When you made it home, Vincent kissed your hand, agreed to another date, and vanished into the night.

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[waifujuju]

What if Cloud unconsciously mimicked Avalanche?

[midnottart]

FFVII • Vincent and Baby Sephiroth

[scary-tingz]

Slashers sorted into categories based on how likely they are to look up your skirt.

Will go out of their way to lift it up and take a peek: BUBBA SAWYER (once he’s comfortable with you), OG Myers, Freddy Krueger, Stu Macher, Brahms Heelshire, Bo Sinclair, Chucky/Charles

Will only look if the opportunity presents itself (you’re high up somewhere, stuck in something, wind blows, etc): RZ Myers, Billy Loomis, Lester Sinclair, Tiffany Valentine, Pearl

Immediately averts their eyes and helps you cover yourself out of respect: Thomas Hewitt, Vincent Sinclair, JASON VOORHEES

[biodigital]

they're for real a curse upon my mind right now

[several-terrible-decisions]

Look I'm just excited to see him as a Turk in FF7R3 okay

I recently got back into sketching and it's been equal parts cathartic and infuriating. So I began with a muse of mine (*cough*Vincent*cough*) and he hasn't let me down so far tbh

Even if I have to wait another 4 years it'll be so worth it

[depression-napping]

Ok which one of you was gonna tell me about the special attack where he kisses his gun

Edit: Is it called “Charm Shot” in English? Because that’s what it’s called in Japanese. I’m certainly charmed…

[accala]

It's both sad and sweet that Nanaki and Vincent grew closer together because they knew they would be the only two left when everyone else was dead and gone.

Imagine having a lifespan longer than a human. Nanaki's used to it because it's the norm for his species. But what about Vincent? He had/has immortality. Did he imagine himself walking the Planet alone until its very last breath? Like that's so depressing.

And even worse for Nanaki, because I feel like Vincent did become mortal at the end of Dirge of Cerberus. Because Chaos returned to the Planet. So Nanaki's worst fear did come true, being the only one left alive :(

[phantomyre]

How convenient for Vincent to provide us with a hip-handle. Babe, you're just asking for it. Gonna carry him around like a fruit basket cuz heck he is one fruity-patootie.

[xxladyballadxx]

Beauty And The Beast (i)

~ Vincent Valentine x (Fem) Reader ~

⟡ Summary: A young, beautiful bookworm named (Y/n) (L/n) stumbled across a very mysterious man whom she had never met before in the forest. Vincent Valentine, a red cloaked man that holds many secrets within him...

⟡ Note: Not really similar to the story that was told for children so bare that in mind.

❦ dividers by @firefly-graphics ❦

With a book in her hand, she hopped out of her home and headed straight to the forest. Her dress floated in such uneven motion as she grasped the hem of her skirt while skipping off to the lake. Her dear old grandparents told her to be back before midnight, it is said that awful, terrible things happen at night. Especially in the darkest hours. 

(Y/n) is a type of girl who loves to go outdoors and get fresh air. She doesn’t have many friends since she typically likes to be alone. Many villagers always gossip about how strange she is and how she always sticks her nose in a book. Some talk in secret about her parents who died during a horrible plague in her old hometown. (Y/n) pays no mind to the judgemental villagers, no matter what they say about her. No matter how much it leaves a scar on her heart when they speak about her parents…

As she lowered her head to the lake, her reflection became hazy on the blue-green water. There are times where she often wonders if she’s really like her parents, despite the gossip that slipped through her mind. Shaking her head, trying to not let those thoughts bother her so much. She sat down calmly by the lake near the rocks and read her book in peace. The rising sunlight from the burning sunset kisses her skin as she reads…

Not realizing how dark the day has gotten, (Y/n) lifted her head from the rock she was lying on with a book grasped against her chest. “Shit!” She cussed, standing up on her feet, “I stayed out too late. I have to go before my grandparents get worried.” So she scurried off in a hurry, trying to get back home as quickly as possible. 

A howl echoed through the forest, it sounded like bloodthirsty-hungry wolves. (Y/n) ran in a panic until she slipped, dropping her book on the dirt. Before she could even stand, a herd of wolves surrounded her. They began to circle around her, causing the poor woman to shiver in fear. 

She cried for help as the wolves were about to feast on her. However, all that changed when a mysterious figure spun around her, a red floating cloak shielding her from the wolves. The man with red-crimson eyes appeared out of air, firing his gun towards the vicious creatures that were about to eat the poor man alive. 

He put his gun away in his holester that is strapped to his right thigh before checking up on the woman. Having a look around to see if there were any more coming. (Y/n) stood up in shock, wondering where that man came from. He came up to her , checking to see if she’s hurt anywhere, “You shouldn’t be out this late…” he spoke in a very cold manner with his cold-stoic expression. 

“I know, I lost track of time and I accidentally fell asleep by the lake after reading a book..”As (Y/n) told him what she was doing before the day reeled in the night, he noticed a book on the ground. The man picked it up and handed it over to her. 

She took it from his hand while observing him. (Y/n) has never seen this man before. A red, beautiful cloak, a golden gauntlet on his left arm. A bandana around his head, the colour on it is slightly the same as his cloak. The way he dresses is very odd, leading the girl to question his taste in fashion but she wouldn’t dare to talk to him about it. “Thank you for saving my life…” The only response she received by the emotionless man was a simple nod. With that he walked off, telling her to ‘get home safe’. 

(Y/n) figured out that he wasn’t much of a talker, she rushed up to the red cloaked man and began walking beside him, “Who are you? How come I never seen you around here before?” 

“Shouldn’t you go home instead of walking with someone like me whom she barely knows?” 

(Y/n) pouted her cheeks in disappointment, clenching her book with a sting of annoyance, “You could at least tell me your name…” 

“...Vincent…Vincent Valentine..and you are..?” 

“(Y/n) (L/n)...say..” (Y/n) wrapped her book to her chest while still walking with him, “Do you go out here often..?” 

“I do, sometimes..”

“I see..” 

A wave of silence dropped in between the two, (Y/n) could try to have a long conversation with Vincent since she appears to be intrigued by him somehow. However, she didn’t want to force him into talking more. “Aren’t you supposed to go home?” Vincent cocked his head, wondering why (Y/n) isn’t rushing home.  “Oh? I should, I don’t want my grandparents to worry about me so I will leave you alone..” (Y/n) skipped off midway through the forest until Vincent managed to catch up to her in time, “Wait…it’s getting very dark out here so allow me to escort you..” it was very kind of Vincent to offer to walk you home, god knows what lingers at this deepest darkest time of the day. “A-alright, my village is just-” 

“I know where it is..” Vincent walked ahead of her, (Y/n) gave a quiet chuckle as she caught up to him, “So…you do know how to be a gentleman.” 

“Hmph..” The odd-charming man let out a bitter smirk behind the collar of his red cloak. “So how do you know where my home is?” 

Vincent turned his head to face her, “I walk around the place at times. I don’t like going in there though…” 

“How come?” 

“Too many people..”

“Oh, I see..” She lifted her chin with a small smile, brewing up an idea, “You know…we should see each other again..” 

Vincent raised his eyebrow, his arms becoming folded in a slight hint of curiosity of why (Y/n) would want to see him again, “...why though?” 

“Why? I want to get to know you, you seem very…interesting. Not to mention…mysterious.” 

“Mysterious? Me? Well, you must be the first person to ever say that about me.” Vincent spoke up again, “Also, I don’t think we-” 

“Here we are! My home!” She tried not to shout out too loud, otherwise she would wake up the whole village. (Y/n) crossed the bridge but only stopped in the middle to look at Vincent one more time, “Thank you Vincent…” a graceful smile coloured her face, “for walking me home..”  Vincent gave a nod, no emotions showing on his face “Try not to stay out too late next time.” 

“Of course…well…I will see you around..” (Y/n) skipped off home, hoping that her grandparents won't give her a good smack on the head for not coming home before nighttime. Well, they rarely do that to their own granddaughter. They mostly get concerned about (Y/n), not knowing what will happen to her if she stays out too long at night. 

(Y/n) whisked herself away into her nightgown and read the 10th chapter of her book before bed. She couldn’t shut her eyes to sleep because she can’t stop thinking about that man she met in the forest. Vincent Valentine… 

On the other side, Vincent finds the girl quite fascinating and somewhat…lovely. (Y/n) was the first person that ever called him ‘Mysterious’ which doesn't seem to bother him. Vincent is keen on why the lady he met in the forest wants to get to know him. He finds her very sweet though, she doesn’t appear to be a terrible person. Vincent is extremely worried that (Y/n) will figure out what he’s truly hiding. What he truly is…

Vincent couldn’t stop the lady from hanging around him, it didn’t practically take long for him to get used to (Y/n). He has been constantly giving a lot of nods and hums while she chats herself away. Sometimes she reads a book to him. Appearing to be unbothered by her, he finds her quite comforting to listen to. However, he is trying to be careful not to get too fond of her. It was too late for that.

Day by day…

Night by night…

Vincent gradually could feel himself getting attached to (Y/n), drawn into her but not because of her beauty. Her sweetness, her kindness, the way she talks to him in such a soothing manner. He could listen to her talking every day if he wanted to. (Y/n) held his hand a few times whenever they went out for a stroll, day and night. Running through the forest carelessly with his hand in her palm, her sweet-loving laughter causing Vincent’s heart and soul to flutter.

On a heavy rainy day, Vincent decided to take (Y/n) to his mansion to stay for one night. As (Y/n) settled down comfortably on the couch, Vincent threw in a few logs into the fireplace to get more warmth in the room. He sits himself down next to the lady and realizes that he doesn’t have a warm blanket to give her. Instead he used his red cloak to use as a blanket, flipping it up behind (Y/n) as the edges of the cloak reached over her shoulder. 

(Y/n) gave an appreciative smile, moving in close to Vincent to lean on his shoulder. While she rests her tiring eyes, Vincent inched his head to her side with his crimson eyes looking deeply into her. Behind his collar, he let out a slight smile. It’s been a while since he has never felt this close to anyone. Vincent turned his head away in a spiral of despair, knowing that he can’t be with someone so precious as (Y/n). He doesn’t deserve her. Vincent does not want her to find out that he contains a beast within him. There are times where he can’t control it… 

He wonders…

How could someone so sweet and caring as (Y/n)...be with a monster? 

That’s what he truly sees himself as…

A monster…

A week later, Vincent brought her over to the lake. (Y/n) wanted to figure out why he took her to that spot. She walked closer and noticed a sudden change in his expression. Before this day, she sighted a swift turn of mood changing from Vincent. Wondering what’s been bugging him lately…

“Vincent…” (Y/n) called out to him in worry, noticing that he’s ignoring her. “Vincent, what’s wrong? You’ve been acting very strange before. Please..tell me..I won’t judge you for it.”

He flipped his cape, turning around to face her, “...(Y/n)...I don’t think we can see each other anymore…” Vincent didn’t want to say this in such a heartless way, yet he knew it would hurt her feelings. (Y/n) felt her heart drop, her eyes swirling in heartbreak, “Why? Did I…Did I do something to upset you?” 

Vincent shakes his head in response, “You didn’t.” He added, “Trust me, (Y/n)...you don’t want to be around me…to be with me…” 

“That’s not true, Vincent! I-” (Y/n) cried, taking a pause as she held his hand, “I know you don’t like to talk at times, I’m fine with that. I..I..if I have to choose someone to be with..to spend my time with…it would be you because…you light a flame in my heart and my soul. You’re the only person that truly makes me happy…”

Vincent coldly pulled away from her, no longer making eye contact with her, “Do you even know me? There’s a part of me that will terrify the life out of you… I don’t wish to hurt you, (Y/n). If that happens, it will haunt me for eternity and I will have to live with that guilt for the rest of my life. For your own safety…please…stay away from me…” He walked deep into the shadows, this is the part he decided to walk out of her life without even saying goodbye.

(Y/n)’s eyes pricked with tears, breaking down as she watched him leave…

Vincent stinged himself with regret, he didn’t want to look back because he couldn’t bear to see you hurting. As he carried on walking out of (Y/n)’s life, his body throbbed with a painful ache. Vincent trembled to the ground, his hands digging into the dirt, “No..no..not now!” he groaned, shaking his head. Feeling the beast conquering within him that he’s desperately trying to gain control of…

A loud stomp of footsteps was heard behind him….

“Vincent!!” 

To be continued…

a/n - PART 2 IS OUT NOW ! <333

⤷ PART 2

[thediktatortot]

Things Vincent Valentine actually said while staying in the Haunted Mansion at the Golden Saucer:

"If we are to stay the night, I call the coffin."

"Excellent design. Very cozy."

[suvidrache]

Light In The Dark

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Word Count: 639 | Read it on AO3 | Masterlist

Vincent Valentine primarily spent his time in his room. If he wasn't in his room, he was somewhere around his house. You had never seen him look at the stars before. You wanted him to get out of the house a little and do something with him. It wasn't hard to find him. He frequented the same places, and you knew him well enough to be able to guess where he was. If you were a stranger, it would be harder to track him.

His house was far into the woods. He had no neighbors that he knew of. If there were any, they were too far away, and he had never met them before. It was hard to get to his house, and it had an eerie feeling about it. Some might even think that it was abandoned. Fortunately, no one came to his doorstep, just as he liked it. You had met him randomly and by accident. It was after many times of running into each other that one of you asked the other out. It wasn't something that Vincent would have done normally, but there was something about you that drew him to you.

You grabbed some blankets from the closet and headed outside. You laid them out and headed back in before heading down to the basement.

“Hey, Vincent.” You said as you made your way over to his coffin.

He didn't like to sleep in a traditional bed and found the coffin to be much better. The one that he had formerly been in had been made bigger so you could both lay together in it.

His red eyes opened up, and they shifted to look at you.

“I want to watch the stars with you.”

He breathed in and slowly sat up. If you didn't know him, you would have thought that he had been dead for years and was only just now waking up. He climbed out of the coffin and looked at you.

“Let's go.”

He had never been one to speak a lot. When he did speak, it was often an unsettling feeling. You had grown used to it.

You led the way to the backyard. There was a small clearing where your blankets were lying. The rest was in the forest. With the sun having gone down, the woods looked terrifying. You weren't afraid, though, as you knew there was nothing in them. At least nothing would come and bother you. You sat down on your blanket, and Vincent joined you. You laid your head on his shoulder as you looked up at the stars. Vincent wrapped an arm around you and occasionally looked at the stars. Other times, his attention was on the woods. Staring off into the darkness. The darkness he had known for many years until you showed up in his life. The small amount of light in his dark world. He breathed out. He enjoyed you and was happy to have you. Eventually, you sat up.

“Vincent, would you like to take things further?”

He looked around before looking at you.

“Yes.” He didn't want to be caught out in the open and in a vulnerable position, but he didn't see anyone when he looked. He knew he could have rejected your offer, but he also wanted to try something new.

He removed his clothes, and you removed yours. He moved in between your legs and began to rub/stroke you. You let out a moan, and he worked his fingers faster. You thrust your hips up into his hand as he continued. His moans were low and quiet as he palmed his own hardened length. He brought you both to cum before he slid himself inside of you. He was slow as he thrust in and out of you before picking up the pace.

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[midna-chavelink]

I’m so funny

[slasherswifey]

how you kiss

part 2

Hannibal Lecter:

Carrie:

Tiffany Valentine:

Dwayne:

Marko:

David:

Paul:

Bo Sinclair:

Vincent Sinclair:

Lester Sinclair:

[stygiovictoria]

my good friend vincent

[tireddovahkiin]

OKAY I HAVE TO RANT ABOUT THESE HILLARIOUS SCENARIOS I CAME UP WITH- (At least to me!)

Basically Vincent Valentine having his ass forced to babysit my OC Junior who's a Twitch streamer. This is how it goes (I might even draw this):

[have in mind that Junior is a cringey ass teenager💀]

This oc x canon interaction is strictly platonic!

. . .

*stream starts with Juniors face in the webcam*

Junior: ".... Hello everybody my name is Markipl-" *breaks character*

Junior: How's it GOINNN', mothershockers, IT'S YA BOIIII Junie, with a VERY special guest today!~ ... Give it up for da babysitter, the one and only, Vincent Valentine~!!!! *dramatic ahh Will Smith showing off hand pose*

*camera is set so only Vincents torso is shown as he sits cross-armed, his head and legs off-screen* (its gonna be like that during the entire stream)

*awkward silence*

Junior: ... Psst. Hey. Dude. Peace sign. Show it to the camera.

Vincent:

Junior: *nudges his gloved hand*

Vincent:

Vincent: *awkwardly shows the sign to the camera*

Junior: LET'G GOOOO-

Junior: *reading the comments*

"What is Dracula doing in your house dawg"

"AYO SICK COSPLAY DUDE- How did you make him do it"

"He looks like the type of person who says: 'Fare-thee-well folks, hale be thou' to people unironically"

"Oh no... is he going to start talking about the war"

"bLAh, bLAH bLAH"

"Don't com to ma house or I'll succ yo di- I MEAN BLOOD"

Junior: Well, the audience seems to like you already, man. What do you have to say about that, Vincent? *presents imaginary microphone to Vincent off-screen*

Vincent:

Junior: Understandable, have a great day.

Junior: —And that is why I personally think flies are spy cams sent from aliens out in space.

Vincent:

Chat:

Chat: *Donkey_King43 donated $1.55 through super chat* "Stfu you dollar tree PaRappa The Rapper ahh bootleg" [bc Junior is an antro dog]

Junior: YOU MOTHERFU-

Vincent: *headbutt*

Junior: *sobbing into Vincents arm* I'M DO— YALL ARE JUST MEAN- I GIVE MY SOUL HERE TO ENTERTAIN PEOPLE I DON'T EVEN KNOW, I GIVE UP MY PRIDE IN HANDS TO THE GATES OF VIEWERES JUDGEMENT LIKE A BLEEDING SACRIFICIAL HEART, AS I BECOME NOTHING BUT A MERE TOY WITH NO MEANING AND PURPOSE IN YOUR EYES—

Vincent:

*few minutes later*

Junior: *kazotsky kicking to Mortal Kombat theme while wearing a creeper hat and minecraft sunglasses* I ate soap with japapeño sauce and sprinkles this morning! It was bussin' let me tell ya—

Vincent: (??????)

Junior: Vincent, question from a fan. What if you solve a math test while LeBron James is purple, does that make racoons skeleton knives or 6 AM greek yogurt under alphabet?

Vincent:

Junior: He thinks the answer is Mexico.

Chat: Xxdollasigndude: "Yo if you and your medieval knight babysitter bro sing "If you're happy and you know it" song I'll give you 300$ hands down"

Junior: *jumps and clears throat* HOLY— OKAY OKAY— VINCENT COME ON AT LEAST CLAP FOR ME BRO PLEASE— ANYWAYS— If you're happy and you know clap your hands...! *looks at Vincent in ecstatic hope*

Vincent:

Vincent: *after five seconds, he caves in, and claps two times*

Junior: *grins like an idiot, even happier* —If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands!

Vincent: *pause* *clap clap*

Junior: If you're happy and you know it, then your face will surely show it, if you're happy and you know it, clap your hands...!

Vincent: *pause* *clap clap*

*siiiiiiiilence*

Chat: ... *Xxdollasigndude donated $300.00 through super chat-*

Junior: IYEEEE—

Junior: *after one hour, he finally beats a level, releasing a victory scream and offering Vincent hand for a high five*

Vincent: *ignores*

Junior: *pouts*

Chat: *Khorn_lord donated $0.55 through super chat* "Haha get left on seen loser"

Junior: *looks at Vincent*

Vincent:

Junior: *offers a hand again*

Vincent: *high fives*

Junior: HAH! SUCK ON THAT YOU SON OF A BI—

Vincent: *headbutt*

Junior: And I'll make sure to show you just how much of a pro I am! I'll drink five cans on cola in ONE go, no reaction! Alright, buckle up! THREE, TWO, ONE—

*a few moments later insert*

Junior: *is knocked out dead asleep and snoring like an engine from the caffeine* (ADHD skill💀)

Vincent:

Vincent: *he finally picks up the camera, trying to figure out how to shut it off*

*pause*

Vincent: *reveals his face* To the rude ones in this 'chat' today, a message from me: I will find you. One way... Or another.

*ends the stream*

(Fun fact: Junior's account went viral over night because of Vincent.)

[BROS SUCH A SOFTIE FOR KIDS I JUST KNOW ITTT]