He only wanted a cheap room and a fresh start. What Rody got was Vincent. Rody moves into apartment 4B on Rue Morel with seventeen days of rent money, one bag, and zero expectations. The building is old, the walls are thin, and his neighbour across the hall is stranger than anyone he has ever met. Vincent doesn't smile. Vincent doesn't explain himself. Vincent times his coffee to the exact minute Rody wakes up, fixes broken latches without being asked, and leaves flowers in locked rooms like it costs him nothing. Like he has always had access. Like he always will. It should be terrifying. It isn't. And that is the most terrifying thing of all. Because the more Rody sees, the harder it becomes to look away. Vincent is obsessive in the way tides are obsessive - quiet, constant, and powerful enough to reshape coastlines if you let them. He doesn't demand. He doesn't chase. He simply decides - and then he is everywhere, in every small careful thing, in every cup of coffee and every perfectly chosen book and every moment of being seen in a way Rody has never quite been seen before. What did he do to the person before you? What will he do for you? And when did the difference between those two questions stop mattering? This is not a love story about two ordinary people. This is a story about a man who loves like a locked door - completely, and from the inside - and another man who keeps knocking anyway. About obsession that tastes like coffee and flowers and the exact right book at the exact right moment. About the specific kind of danger that doesn't feel like danger because it feels like home. About being chosen by someone who does not choose lightly. And never lets go. Read if you dare to find out what Vincent did. Read if you dare to find out why Rody stayed. "He decided things about people. And once he decided - he was persistent." Dark Romance | Obsessive Love | Enemies to Lovers | Slow Burn | BL Deadplate AU | Rody x Vincent Updates thu/fri only

This is just a gay ship and WARNING This wil have some NSFW just be careful and enjoy pls no hate and this might be BL so O if yo don't like it then I'm sorry I'll make sure to make it up to you guys

So this is gonna be about ending one, where Rody quited his job at la guelue de saturne. Also, just letting u guys know, I have no idea what I am writing cuz this is my first story so if u guys feel uncomfortable please leave but please DON'T COME AFTER ME!

Vince x Rody if it wasn't toxic! We love Rodent here, anyway in this Vince is less "yandere" and just more awkward lover boy, Manon is a [spoiler] queen, and Rody is the same as always. I'm so sorry if I make Rody 'too soft' I suck at writing characters. and same with if I mischaracterised any of them. This is taken me about 2-3 months and I still haven't finished. I hope this suffices as a cute fluff Rodent fanfic <3 Theres nothing too sexual. THE ARTWORK IS OFFICIAL DEAD PLATE ARTWORK IT IS NOT MINE I DID EDIT IT A BIT BUT NONE THE LESS IT BELONGS TO RACHELDRAWSTHIS

A Dead Plate fanfic (which needs to be more on here in my opinion) of Vincent and Rody slowly getting closer together then maybe even becoming more? Just kidding, they will become something more. Mature themes will be written in further chapters!! (Drinking and some small stuff but no hardcore smut as originally planned) There will be themes of depression in this but it will be helped in later chapters ||Completed||

Just a little slow burn story of Rody and Vincent. What if Vincent survived the fire?

Hellooo! This is my second story! I hope you enjoy! :D This is Rody x Vincent from the game Deadplate! Not 100% accurate personalities! (Front cover from my lovely friend Nio! [Muzhyxn on TikTok!] ) TW: Swearing Smut (just a bit ;3) Drunk Vincent/Rody Angst

probably going to all be rodent um. also i got the ikea rat for christmas and i kid you not i squealed in happiness. anyways uhh this is also content for yall while u wait for the chapters.... so yah! try to enjoy! 26/12/24 - #3 in fillers 21/4/25 - #1 in thisisshit

READ DESC! Includes warnings, disclaimers, and announcements. There's no foreseeable plot. I start, and I just go with whatever I feel like writing. Occasionally, i'll plan ahead for future parts. I have no idea what I'm doing. As long as the plot progresses, (most of) everyone is happy. Discluding a select few horny *rats* who don't value my work for its ingraved passion and effort and rather for its pornographic contents. (VERY IMPORTANT:) Scratch everything that was here before. I'm writing a new deadplate au and it's gonna be a cakeverse. Look it up. Cakeverse. I'll upload it soon...

Many would say Vincent Charbonneau was where he wanted to be in life, being a famous, drop-dead gorgeous runway model for an equally well-know fashion house in France. And he would fully agree if it wasn't for the fact he was hopelessly in love with his boss Rody Lamoree, a talented fashion designer who seemingly had no interest of pursuing new romance for he had promised eternal loyalty to his late wife. Vincent thought he had sealed his fate the moment he realized he had fallen for a man who couldn't have, completely unaware of what had yet to unfold before his eyes, of the fleeting and indescribable gazes they would exchange, of Rody's actions that were filled with ambiguity, and the careless whispers that perhaps should've never been uttered.