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New Fragrance collection featuring Yui!!!

I wonder what would her perfume smell like? Gourmand? Floral? Blood?!

Sleepy bunni 🐰♡

HAPPY MOTHER AU

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I decided to get this AU out of my head, so I made some headcanons... I hope you like them ;⁠-⁠)

Well... English is my native language, so please forgive me for any mistakes ✊😔

⚠️ TW: Unwanted Pregnancy, and Child Death

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• Yui's pregnancy came as a result of an accident, a moment of misplaced affection and exploitation. Shu had no interest in becoming a father, and Yui was initially overwhelmed by the idea of bringing a child into such a broken world.

• Despite the initial shock, she made a choice to carry the baby, believing it could give her a reason to live beyond the endless torment.

• The pregnancy was never celebrated. The Sakamaki brothers didn’t care. They mocked and ignored her every step of the way.

• Shu’s indifference was clear from the start. He barely acknowledged the pregnancy, treating Yui as if it were just another inconvenience.

• Ayato, as usual, expressed possessiveness, making claims like "If the kid’s mine, I’ll raise it my way." Yui couldn’t even get a moment of peace from him.

• Laito was more detached, mocking her condition by calling her "a breeder" and making jokes about the baby’s future.

• Subaru, though silent, was visibly affected by the news, but never expressed it. He avoided Yui more than ever, retreating into himself.

• Kanato, on the other hand, showed a rare moment of discomfort, questioning the existence of the baby as if it were a threat to his position in the family.

• Yui was determined to keep the child, even when the world around her was a constant reminder of her suffering. The pregnancy gave her a sliver of hope, something to live for amidst the chaos.

• There were nights when Yui would talk to her unborn child, promising it that she would protect it no matter the cost. She imagined a life where she could be a real mother—one who could show her child love and care, despite everything.

• She believed, deep down, that the baby would be different, that it could somehow escape the darkness of the Sakamaki mansion.

• When Adam was born, the brothers remained indifferent as ever. There was no celebration, no joy—just the same cold atmosphere that filled the mansion.

• Yui was alone in the delivery room, and the only sound that echoed through the space was Adam’s first cry. It was a sound Yui would cherish forever.

• Even though the mansion didn’t feel like a home, in that moment, Yui believed she had created something beautiful, something innocent.

• Adam was an unusually calm child, even in such a hostile environment. He rarely cried and seemed to seek comfort in Yui’s presence.

• His big, innocent eyes would follow her movements, and he would reach for her hand whenever she was near. Yui loved those moments, when she could feel his warmth and touch, even though her life remained harsh and unyielding.

• At times, Adam would try to reach for the other brothers, but none of them ever truly reciprocated the affection. He would eventually return to Yui, finding solace in her arms.

• Adam’s death was a horrific accident.

• One day, while exploring the mansion’s grounds, Adam wandered off and accidentally tripped down a flight of stairs. The fall was enough to cause severe trauma to his tiny body.

• Yui found him almost immediately, her heart shattering at the sight of her son’s limp body. She screamed, but Shu’s only response was a cold, detached glance.

• Ayato acted annoyed by the inconvenience, and Laito treated it as a mere spectacle. Subaru was lost in silent guilt, unable to process the devastation.

• Adam’s death was the breaking point for Yui, and her hope for a better future died with him.

• Yui’s grief was quiet but all-consuming. She couldn’t understand why the child she had fought so hard to protect had been taken away.

• She often found herself staring at his empty crib, unable to comprehend the loss. Shu showed no empathy, and the others didn’t seem to care.

• In the silence of the mansion, Yui carried her grief in solitude. Her only solace came in the form of dreams, where she saw Adam running through a field, laughing as if nothing had ever hurt him...

Thank you for reading this far (⁠⁠´⁠ω⁠｀⁠⁠)

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"But I will still believe. No matter how painful life becomes, I will still believe. Men are weak, so I must believe."

— Yui Komori.

Another Diabolik Lovers story with children that I’m pulling straight from my head...

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AU Family: “The House at the End of Nothing”

Family: Laito + Yui + Haruki (and a baby in the womb)

Style: Heavy and silent atmosphere — everything carries a strange weight.

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The House

○ I like to imagine that Laito and Yui live isolated and alone.

○ It’s in the middle of an ancient forest, where the fog never lifts, not even during the day.

○ The house is large and vintage, but decaying. The windows are tall and dusty, the floor creaks as if protesting every step.

○ There are old tapestries with strange symbols.

○ A pendulum clock marks the time with a dry tock, like a sentence.

○ One of the rooms was turned into a sewing room (Yui hand-sews clothes for Haruki and the baby).

○ Laito spends most of his time upstairs — in the old bedroom he used during his teenage years, now filled with Latin books, old letters, and a sweet, rotten smell (like dead flowers).

○ The kitchen is always cold. There’s no modern stove, just an old burner that Yui learned to light with matches.

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Family Routine

Morning

○ Yui wakes up early, exhausted. Sometimes she vomits (pregnancy and nerves).

○ Haruki is still asleep — usually curled up too tightly for his age, with dark circles under his eyes. He sleeps clutching one of the eyeless teddy bears Laito gave him.

○ The first thing Yui does is check if he’s warm — he gets fevers often.

○ Then, she goes downstairs to warm goat’s milk (Laito doesn’t allow her to give human milk — “You need to feed the one inside you now, not the one that’s already born.”)

Noon

○ The house falls into silence. Deep, stifling silence.

○ Laito usually shows up around this time, smelling of blood, cigars, and sweet cologne.

○ He kisses Yui forcefully and tries to play with Haruki, but the boy pulls away.

○ Sometimes, Laito says he’s going to “teach” something — which means locking himself in the attic with his son.

○ No one knows what happens there, but Haruki comes back with charcoal-stained hands and empty eyes.

Afternoon

○ Haruki draws on the hallway wall with chalk Yui hides in a jar.

○ His drawings are always the same: a woman with stitched eyes, a man with a crown of thorns, and a child with no mouth.

○ Yui cleans it all before Laito sees.

○ When she erases them, Haruki screams:

> “She’ll get mad if you erase it! She’s coming back tonight!

○ Sometimes, Laito falls asleep in the middle of the afternoon, exhausted. That’s when the house breathes.

○ Yui uses that time to bathe Haruki, make tea, and sew. Sometimes she sings softly, always glancing over her shoulder.

Night

○ Haruki only sleeps if Yui holds his hand.

○ The room is dark, but Yui keeps a small candle burning. He cries if she puts it out.

○ Laito demands Yui in bed with him, but she tries to negotiate to stay with her son.

○ She almost always loses.

○ Haruki then hears the sounds from his parents’ room — sometimes whispers, sometimes screams.

○ Once, he tried to block his ears with candle wax. He only stopped when Yui caught him.

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Impactful Moments

1. The first time Haruki bit someone

He had a fever and was starving. He was dizzy, and Yui took too long to prepare the milk.

When she knelt to hug him, he bit her clavicle hard, his eyes completely red.

Laito smiled from the doorway.

> “He’s awakening...”

2. The dance in the empty room

On a rare day with softer rain, Yui put on an old record.

She picked Haruki up and danced slowly with him pressed against her belly.

He asked:

> “When my sister is born, will you still carry me?”

Yui froze. She didn’t answer.

3. The hallway of the “breathing” house

Haruki swears the north wing hallway breathes. He hears whispers coming from the cracks.

One night, he drew a huge face on the wall with charcoal.

> “She lives here. She wants to come back.”

Laito saw it and only muttered:

> “I knew he’d inherit it.”

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Dynamics Between Them

Laito x Haruki

○ Laito is both fascinated and impatient with his son.

○ He sees in him what he lost in himself — but is also irritated by so much weakness.

○ He constantly says Haruki needs to “wake up,” to “learn to feel pleasure in what frightens.”

Yui x Haruki

○ A strong bond, but marked by pain.

○ Haruki clings to Yui as if she’s the last safe thing in the world.

○ Yui loves her son, but fears what the environment is shaping him into.

○ Secretly, she writes letters for him to open “when he’s old enough to leave.”

Laito x Yui

○ Toxic, erotic, suffocating.

○ Laito manipulates her with the idea that “she belongs to him,” that “no matter where she runs, she’ll always come back.”

○ Sometimes he’s too gentle. Other times, too cruel.

○ Yui is trapped between fear and emotional/psychological dependence.

○ She believes there’s nowhere to go. And that’s worse than any physical prison.

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Did you like it? Feel free to leave your thoughts in the comments (I love when you guys comment!)

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Notas :

°• Meu inglês é horrível então resolvi postar com o meu idioma (🇧🇷)

°• Com certeza tá péssimo o texto 😭

Borboleta

A pobre garota Yui sempre navegou por mares tempestuosos em sua vida, principalmente desde o momento em que pisou naquela mansão sinistra. Sua existência era pintada com tons de cinza, um quadro sombrio que refletia os abusos e as traições que a cercavam. Tudo o que a mantinha de pé, em meio a tanta dor, era uma fé inquebrantável em Deus. Mesmo quando se sentia largada, perdida em um mundo que parecia não ter lugar para ela, sua crença a sustentava, como um farol em uma noite escura e tempestuosa.

O tempo passou e, ao contrário da esperança de que a vida pudesse melhorar, Yui não era mais a jovem de dezesseis anos inocente que um dia foi. Agora, carregava nos ombros um fardo pesado de responsabilidades e experiências, incluindo a dor devastadora da perda de seu filho, um fruto de um amor unilateral com Shu. Essa tragédia não apenas destruiu seu psicológico, mas também a fez questionar até quando ela suportaria a dor. Sua vida inteira parecia uma maldição, uma sequência interminável de desilusões e sofrimentos. Seu pai, em um ato de traição cruel, a entregou a monstros que a devoraram lentamente, e todos os dias ela era obrigada a dividir seu corpo e sua alma com aqueles que a destruíram.

As esperanças que um dia floresceram em seu coração foram esmagadas pela brutal realidade de nunca ser verdadeiramente feliz, e sua pequena criança, tão frágil e inocente, pagou o preço por isso. A chegada daquele pequeno ser iluminou, ainda que brevemente, a vida da miserável loira. Ela acreditou que tudo mudaria, que poderia finalmente seguir em frente, diferente... Mas a vida, com sua crueldade implacável, tinha outros planos.

Desde sua chegada à mansão, Yui se via atraída pela figura sombria de Shu. Ele era um enigma, um ser que parecia viver em um mundo depressivo e gelado, arrastando todos que se aproximavam para a mesma realidade sombria. A pergunta que a atormentava – por que ele era assim? – se transformou em uma armadilha que a prendeu em um relacionamento doentio. Shu nunca demonstrou um pingo de compaixão por ela, e a solidão que a envolvia era tão densa que parecia palpável, como uma neblina que não se dissipava.

Quando Yui segurou seu pequeno filho em seus braços, sentiu pela primeira vez o calor do mundo, a promessa de que, talvez, sua vida pudesse ser diferente. Quem sabe aquele bebê fosse uma grande recompensa pelo sofrimento suportado? Mas as semanas se passaram como sombras, e o pequeno, frágil como um sonho, sucumbiu. A desolação tomou conta de Yui, um abismo profundo e escuro que a engoliu por completo. Shu, isolado em sua própria dor, permaneceu distante, e ela se viu sozinha novamente, perdida em um mar de desespero.

Às vezes, a felicidade parecia uma borboleta delicada, que poderia pousar em seu ombro, mas que, assim que se aproximava, voava novamente para longe, deixando apenas um rastro de tristeza. Yui estava à beira de um colapso mental, questionando a razão pela qual aquela pobre garota tinha que sofrer tanto. Em meio ao caos de sua vida, ela se perguntava: quando, afinal, encontraria a paz?

𝑲𝑨𝑵𝑨𝑻𝑶 𝑺𝑨𝑲𝑨𝑴𝑨𝑲𝑰 𝑨𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑻𝑰𝑪

Beautiful ...🎀