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It Was Only Once

“It was only one time,” You said, trying to reassure an appalled Vivien. "He dumped me right after that, and I didn't protest. But I'm fine now, I swear.”

Vivien patted your back, remarking on how strong he thought you were for leaving that bastard. You’re so inspiring, so brave, and he was honored you decided to share your story with him. Really, he was.

But that didn’t mean he wasn’t pissed. 

“How about I make you a drink? You rest,” Vivien kissed the back of your hand like a loyal knight, making you laugh like he always did.

You agreed, relaxing back on the grey sheets of Vivien’s bed. He changed those sheets before you came over, for you. You deserved to sleep on clean sheets tonight. You were perfect.

Carefully, Vivien mixed you a mocktail. It was a new recipe he was working on, trying to get the sweet flavor of his wild strawberries without all the damn seeds that got stuck in your teeth. He carefully minced the berries with some fresh basil on his special fruit cutting board with his special knife, trying to focus on making you a refreshing drink rather than the overwhelming rage in his heart. 

Two perfectly presented cups and a bowl of chips later, Vivien turned his attention back to you. It wasn’t fair to focus on his own emotions when you were over, the only night a week you could spend extended time with him. His time with you was more important than his anger, he repeated over and over in his mind while you happily rewatched a movie you loved so much. He laughed good-naturedly, kissing your forehead and smelling that particular sweet scent of your hair. Yeah, this was important. Everything else could wait for later.

Vivien was used to staying up late. There had been many days in his youth that he had lain awake two, three, four days at a time, afraid that falling asleep could lead to him waking up to all his stuff stolen or something or someone worse. These days, the good days where he had his own apartment he could lock and relax in, he slept peacefully, but he never forgot. It came in useful when he was up late doing his secret activities.

Tarquin Hayworth.

Vivien was no computer expert, but when it came to hunting down some disgusting bastard, he was like a bloodhound. It also helped that Hayworth was one of those idiots that practically posted every shit he took. 

A douchebag. A rich douchebag by the looks of it. There were hundreds of posts, tweets, TikToks, news articles, you name it. Hayworth getting some kind of artist award at his the gallery. Hayworth in some dumb hipster getup, staring moodily into the camera as the photographer centered the golden light behind him, creating a kind of halo effect. Hayworth with his latest conquest; from all the comments, he seemed to switch them as often as Vivien changed underwear. This disgusted him the most- If you were going to date someone, you better very well be ready to marry them. 

One of the few things Vivien remembered being taught by his father. If you were going to do something, you better damn well do it properly. 

And he would, Darling. He would.

Hayworth frequented The Shanty, a dive bar on the east side of the city, known for being a place for artistic eccentrics, but only rich artistic eccentrics, to get an $8 coffee and $12 almond croissant. Vivien knew the place, he had even been there a few times, delivering only the most obscure flowers with only mournful meanings, a difficult and oddly specific request for the shop to fulfill. It stank like artisan beer and pretension, and Vivien disliked the place.

Hayworth was apparently a musician too. The Shanty had live music on Friday and Saturday nights, and Hayworth, the bastard, must have had a set contract with the place to show the crowd the joys of the accordion. Honestly, he was asking for it at this point, yodeling at the crowd as his fingers flew over the keyboard, the Instagram video captioned with a “Love the Shanty! Come see my music tonight at 9 for Women’s Rights Night! Let’s raise money for period product equity in Kenya!”

Vivien was no god, but he was an enforcer tonight.

It took almost no effort at all to follow Hayworth home from the bar at two in the morning, and even less to drag the simpering, wiry man into the alley. He was wiry, slim, a weakling even with a biological advantage; turns out a diet of organic kale and lentils didn’t make for much strength. Of course, that didn’t matter much when the bastard's fist connected with your cheekbone, knocking you to the ground as you tried to shield yourself from his festering anger.

That man’s rage, his incandescent, shameful rage, raining down on you in hurtful words, then punches and kicks, and then…

But don’t worry. Vivien will fix it for you. He'll make it right.

Vivien covered his face with a gaiter, took out his piercings, and wore a beanie to cover his hair even though it was hot. He wanted to take every precaution to avoid being recognized or caught, and this particular disguise had worked many times. Of course, most of Vivien’s targets usually drowned after seeing his face.

Honestly, Hayworth wasn’t even putting up that much of a fight. His punches were wild and sloppy, connecting only one out of every three times, and never enough to cause Vivien any real lasting damage. He would be a bit bruised tomorrow, but nothing serious. Hayworth was crying, snot and tears running down his face as Vivien beat him senseless. Funny how a guy who championed himself as a supporter of human rights would smack his partners around, and even funnier how easily he crumpled under Vivien’s right hook.

After a particularly vicious kick met his lower back, Hayworth pissed himself, a dark stain bleeding through his jeans. Vivien’s upper lip curled in a rare display of disgust; this was embarrassing. He needed to hurry up and finish what he came here for.

Hayworth was crying like a little bitch, so Vivien tossed him to the ground, purposefully standing at the mouth of the alley so he couldn’t run, although Vivien didn’t expect him to. He had done his job properly, and there was only one thing left. Hayworth retched, vomiting bile and blood and whatever vegan, non-GMO, free range shit he had eaten earlier. Vivien rolled his eyes; he was tired of this.

Reaching into his jacket pocket, Vivien pulled out the small bottle and started advancing, carefully taking the top off the bottle. 

“Please,” Hayworth begged from the floor of the alley, covered in bruises and piss and vomit, “Please, I have money, Please don’t kill me, Please-“

Vivien wanted to bark out a “Hold Still”, but he held it back at the last second. Hayworth might have been able to remember his voice, especially since his ears were going to be so important now.

If you were going to go around hurting people, you were going to learn to hurt too.

With a single strong motion, Vivien grabbed Hayworth by the hair, jerked his head back, and poured the bleach in his eyes.

Hayworth howled like a banshee, probably waking up the whole damn city with his screams. Time to go.

Vivien quickly rifled through the man’s wallet, stealing the cash but leaving the credit cards. Too much of a liability, no point. He stuffed the cash in his back pocket; it was a pretty good haul, dick must’ve had rich parents or something. He tossed the wallet back at the whimpering man, annoyed at his cowardly crying. He could buy you a nice present or take you out to dinner with this money, call it reparations. 

Vivien checked the time on his phone. 2:29 in the morning. He made good time for a beating. 

He pulled his hood up, making his way out of the alley and down the sidewalk at a leisurely stroll. The car was back at home, so there was a long walk ahead of him. Vivien put his headphones in, a song from that Greek musical you liked blaring in his ears. This Polites guy sounded pretty cool, Vivien hoped he would sing another song soon.

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How would the yanderes react to a darling who still sleeps with a night light, like they can't manage to stay calm in the dark without it.

Vivien would be cool with a nightlight, but he would probably suggest leaving the TV on while you both sleep. He often leaves The Office on while he sleeps, listening to that loud af theme song as he dozes off.

Atalanta would get you a really nice, calming nightlight. Probably one of those that has the night sky or a fish tank projected onto the ceiling so you could watch the galaxies swirl or the fish turn loops.

Noelle doesn't mind. She's not gonna sleep anyway so what does it matter to her? Whatever makes you comfortable.

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What if atalantas darling wanted her own eggs to produce the next heir, not atalantas? Unless it's now possible to use both???

Atalanta frowns at this.

She needs a Montclair heir and... Ata also wants to be involved in the pregnancy too. You're already going to be the one carrying the child, feeding her, feeling her kick inside you. Atalanta doesn't want to feel left out. If you use her egg, she has another link to the baby.

Atalanta would only express these feelings to you if you kept bringing up using your egg over and over again. She considers these thoughts of hers pathetic, even if they are true, and she doesn't want to have to say them out loud and embarass herself.

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I'm sorry but after reading the Sleep Deprived Proposal ask I can't stop imagining Noelle doing the Radio Rebel smirk and hair tuck. Like of course she's a much more subtle person but it just cracks me up

I know EXACTLY what you're referring to and yes, Noelle is much more subtle than that, and she would not like you referring to it like that.

But she might sometimes do it on purpose to make you laugh bc she loves you.

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How would yans react to a very sleep deprived darling asking them when they will propose?

Noelle just does her little smirk, kisses your sleepy forehead, and says "Soon, Darling. Soon."

Atalanta immediately turns red and just sputters, unable to believe you asked her such an audacious question, and she continues sitting there shocked as you fall back asleep.

Vivien wants to drop to his knees right then and there, he already has the ring next to the buttplugs in his underwear drawer, he could go get it right now, but he knows you would never forgive him for not making a grand spectacle of it all. So he sits the entire night fuming, mentally working out plans to propose to you in the next few days. Can he rent the botanical gardens on such short notice?

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Milf Ata confirmed?!?!?

But in all seriousness (not really we silly) how would Ata be as sexually pent up with darling just darling has no interest yet and here is poor Ata having to find darling a sex toy because they are needy but not ready for her yet

Atalanta has INCREDIBLE self-control, but she's still a human person. She's got cameras in the penthouse, and even though they're not in the bedroom, that doesn't mean she doesn't know what you're doing, and it's killing her. And since you're always in the apartment when she's there, she can't get any time to herself. She knows how needy and wanting you are but you're not ready, so she must hold herself back, keeping herself from exploding by short sessions alone in the shower, knowing you're right outside the door.

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mb if this is too much but, how would the yanderes react to a darling with NPD? (narcissistic personality disorder) if you need specific examples it’s stuff like needing attention, getting jealous of people supposedly being better than you, wanting to be in control of situations, etc etc. sorry if this is weird i’m just low on supply and too scared to ask anyone irl so i might as well get it from fictional characters lol. also i love your writing! have a nice day.

It's not too much! I know how it feels having to deal with a disorder that people misconstrue so much about, but I just want you to know that it's okay and I still wish you a happy, fulfulling life, and I believe you can attain it.

From the second she gets home, Noelle showers you with attention. You're her special, precious Darling, and she centers her life around you. Whatever keeps you happy and comfortable, she'll do. Do you see a post online and decide you want another themed dinner-and-a-movie night tonight? Noelle is ordering ingredients and setting up the projector. Do you want to go out this weekend to shop for clothes? Noelle doesn't really like to leave the house but she'll do it to make her love happy, and she'll shower you with compliments the entire time. Are you having a bad night and you need Noelle to hold you for hours? Noelle will build a blanket nest in your Soothing Room and watch you play video games, quietly interjecting with her own funny comments. It's so incredibly clear that Noelle adores you and would do anything to protect you and keep you happy.

Atalanta sets firm, clear boundaries for you, and that's what you need. She knows how you are, and even though she loves you, she recognizes you could be happier with a few little tweaks to your routine, so she consults a number of psychologists for some advice. For one, she praises every bit of good behavior you show. Atalanta really does believe you're beautiful and perfect and lovely, and every good habit you show is showered with praise and gifts. She also praises your shows of empathy, as the Montclair Foundation is built on charitable acts. She praises your every effort to help the people of the city and is visibly happy when you show empathy/help others. In addition to this, she punishes your bad behavior. Arrogance, apathy, and condescention towards inferiors is met with a frown and very clear scolding so you understand why you cannot behave like that. Once the hard moment is over, she hugs and kisses you, and you're forgiven. Little by little, this form of therapy results in more favorable interactions with people, and you manage your disorder in a way that results in a happy life with Ata.

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hihiii it's been a hot minute lol! how r ur exams going? the noelle bdsm fic was so yum... but it got me thinking about vivi... what's his thoughts on darlings boobs? esp if darling has bigger tits lol (my back pain will never go away)

Hi!

I've been just so incredibly tired and disillusioned with my little blog recently and it's been difficult to write as the asks aren't speaking to me like they usually do, and I'm very sorry for my lack of engagement here guys.

I want to make it up to all of you so everyone comment some story ideas on this post (comment, not asks, they get lost) and I'll pick one and write it.

And yes, Vivien loves boobs but he's more of a thigh guy. If you're looking for a boob buff, look at Noelle.

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Just how does Noelle feel when she is getting the silent treatment from darling because she didn’t give here any kisses for two days straight

Noelle would not make this oversight without something insane going on at work (like a stock market crash), but I'll indulge you anyway.

Noelle would NOT be happy. She's worked so hard these past few days and she barely sleeps so she needs the love of her favorite person in the world to help her calm down and de-stress. She told you she would be busy working late but she didn't expect 2 whole days at work. She would never have left you all by yourself if she could have forseen this. Without your attention, she just gets more and more caffinated and wound up trying to balance both her work and trying to win back your affections with apologies, presents, and forced quality time.

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So like how much could I spend of human!ata and vampire!ata money before they get pissed? (Vampire ata literally stood up her bride at the altar, so like, what's the harm in a few missing cash petty innit 😚)

Also, I could take them both, but that's it's own topic

As long as it wasn't on anything stupid, they wouldn't blink if you dropped a few thousand on one shopping spree.

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I am craving mischief, so this is gonna be a silly ask.

Say darling decides their form of retaliation is consistent hide and seek, and they're so good at hiding that they're willing to keep hiding for DAYS. How would the yans handle the constant game?

Vivien is just as stubborn as you. If you want to hide, he's gonna seek. Don't fucking underestimate him, he's smarter and faster than you think. He'll sniff you out within a few hours. He's okay with this game as long as it doesn't last too long or happen too often, as that would spoil the fun.

Noelle has cameras on you at all time and she's also very stubborn. So as long as she knows you're in the house, she's not going to play your game. She's going to sit down on the couch and wait you out. Eventually you'll get hungry or tired and she'll win.

Atalanta also wants to try and wait you out, but she isn't the most patient when it comes to you. She's going to try to sit and read or work but she can't focus. The thought of you hiding from her prickles at her skin and she jumps up, calling and searching and begging for you to come out so you both can talk. She might even try bribing you.

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Felt bored might bully the yanderes when they reach old age, especially with the age gap acting like I won't also need a cane at their old age 😁 petty can't ever escape!!!!!

(Omg, atalanta with a walking cane, I know full well she'll get one that's wooden and NICE, not the grey universal ones)

Atalanta works out almost daily so I think it would take a long time for her to lose mobility even with increasing age, but I also think you're right. Having a sexy walking cane would give her the sort of dignity I think she would enjoy portraying. It would probably be made of a dark cherry wood and have a silver or golden apple carved as the handle as a tribute to her namesake. Yeah that would be cool.

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One day I'll go to the doctor and think "this one might have a secret little blog on Tumblr writing hot yandere content." And the fact there is a non-zero change I'll be right is pretty funny

This is so fuckin funny, in 5 years I will be an actual doctor and you'll be able to say "Yeah my doctor secretly keeps a smutty yandere blog on tumblr in between practicing medicine"

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Does asteria accept atalanta being a lesbian in the vampire au assuming asteria is really fucking old (still would 😜🤑)? And how does atalanta comfort her darling, who's recently discovered her same sex attraction since the term didn't exist till the 1860s?

Atalanta is generally regarded to have the same status as a man in society and so she can marry a wife, although being gay was much more popular in lower classes. Upper classes usually enter straight marriages for the sake of the house and take in lovers on the side. Asteria is perfectly fine with her daughter openly taking a wife. She's already passed on the Montclair title and is looking forward to an eternity with Jamie and her precious daughter.

Darling grew up with the expectation that she would be married to a man and expected to do whatever he desired, but Atalanta will not force her Darling under any circumstance. Although, they are still married, and Atalanta will not permit neither Darling nor herself to take a lover. If not sexual together, they will still be tied together for eternity and have to raise an heir together. Atalanta will provide a hefty allowance and take responsibility for Darling's care at all times, and I feel like Darling would eventually fall in love with her, perhaps even craving her touch, or else abstain from sexual activity forever.

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I’m interested in the medieval (or Victorian I forgot) vampire universe rn. How would Noelle find a darling in that universe? And what would Vivien be in that universe too

Victorian Vivien is obviously a commoner and after his parents die in a carriage accident when he is 4, he is probably taken to an orphanage to finish out the rest of his childhood. Probably at around age 12, he would be apprenticed to an artisan or, if he was lucky, he could enter domestic service and become a footman or a cook. He would probably live his entire life not even knowing vampires exist.

Noelle, who is younger than Atalanta, knows about her secret and is currently working as her lady-in-waiting in exchange for a modest wage and being turned herself one day in the future. Atalanta, as a gesture of goodwill towards her servant and friend, would probably help arrange Noelle a good match.

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I love how Ata as a vampire is actually just Atalanta who Fucks™. Like, I know the appeal of vampires, especially female vampires, originate in the fears of feminine sexuality held by straight white men.* But I was truly waiting for the inner Anne Bradstreet, that we all know lives deep down inside of Ata, to pop out at the end and be like: "Hi, would you like to be a vampire now or later?" While everyone is laced up to the chin. But I would not say I'm displeased with how it ended 👀. I also enjoyed not meeting her until after the wedding it feels very literature within the time period.

This makes me feel like Noelle would be a great fit for Gothic Romantic to Ata's Victorian. Like the rotting anxieties of Poe and the actionable fears of some of Hawthorne's work just meshes beautifully with Noe. Like I would just say Poe but his whole thing is that "this is tragic and nothing can be done". Hawthorne on the other hand focuses on the wrong motive but the right actions. The Birth-Mark is a great short story about a great example of Hawthorne where for Poe I'd say throw a rock at pretty much any one of his poems will be exemplary enough. If Noelle was written in the 1800s she'd be defying God to ensure the ever increased safety of her wife, and she'd be doing so without the folly that follows the hubris of man. She's just built different.

*(This is focused on literary vampires as almost everything we recognize today as a vampire originates from Varney and Carmilla and Dracula.**)

**(Fun fact: Dracula was most likely directly based on Carmella as 1. Early transcripts had the count being from Styria, Austria. Aka the setting of Carmilla 2. Long needle-like fangs used for the sucking of the blood, not just puncturing the jugular 3. Bram Stoker actually worked for Sheridan Le Fanu for several years before he wrote Dracula).

***(another fun fact: I voice to texted this so hopped up on so much cold medication I can't even really read right now so if none of this makes sense so be it. Also that probably explains how much I talked about Carmilla. You did kind of set off my love of 1800s literature on this one but it's so good)

I'm so glad you enjoyed it! And thank you for all the vampire facts!

I just kinda saw the ask and knew I wanted to start with an arranged marriage and it just spiraled from there. I usually just start these stories with a vague idea and let the characters control me.

I think I agree with your "Noelle and Gothic Romance" idea... Hmmm... send me an idea/vibe and I'll see what I can do.

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That vampire piece was really fucking good!!!!!

Also milf asteria being just as fit. I feel like she's the type to stay at the back of the room and stare down people whilst drinking wine. I feel like the whole piece gave off crimson peaks vibes very nice. Does atalanta call her self husband to protect themselves?

Me personally I'd rather be an immortal human (blood for ata benefits) can just imagine the darling chucking stuff at atalanta in their room probably also a few bible verses considering the time period whilst Jamie bakes something (best father in law) and atalanta tries to defend herself but makes it worse :) whilst asteria is being fit and serving cunt somewhere because at the end of the day atalanta darling will stay no matter what and will just have to deal with it at social events!!!!

Holding atalantas hand with the in-laws trying not to admit to being grateful to ata but progress is progress (VICTORIAN DRESSES COMING MY WAY)

But like what's atalantas opinion when humanity progresses yk more jobs for women, education, mini skirts and same sex marriage (100% darling would force atalanta for a redo considering Ata DIDNT EVEN SHOW UP!?!? Darling has the best piece of guilt trip.) Would ata be fine with her darling going into education and stuff?

Darlings dad is found dead in a ditch somewhere? His blood somewhere in the manor

Okay so in this universe, gay people do exist and are accepted fine enough (bc I say so), but there is still misogyny for the sake of the plot. Atalanta is respected/feared because of her reputation and achievements in inheriting the Montclair household, so she is considered basically as good as a man despite everyone knowing she is a girl and her openly being a woman with a wife. Because of this, it is okay for her to have a wife and for her to call herself a wife.

Also: Asteria and Jamie are only in their 50's at this point.

For my vampire lore, Montclairs are born vampires and age normally until they reach their early 30's, then it just stops and they look like young adults forever, so Asteria and Atalanta were both born vampires. Jamie and Asteria were married in their early 20's, but Asteria did not turn Jamie until he was in his early 30's so he could be the same age as her. So they are old but only look to be about 30 years old, and Atalanta is approaching the end of her youth and will be fully mature soon.

Atalanta is progressive in every timeline, but especially this one. As time continues, she grows from a young vampire to a mature one, but the nature of being a vampire is understanding that things will change while you stay the same. She, and now you, have endless time for vacations, education, and anything else they want to do in the future. Their job is to enjoy all the time they have.

And yes, Atalanta would apologize a million times for not coming to the wedding but she was attending to an unexpected emergency, she really was going to show up.