Vincentwhittmanxreader Stories

"𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚗..." The stations brought in yet another little dreamer. You'd watched so many dreams be crushed in this place, so many before him in this position. Something about him felt different though, in a not completely negative but still somewhat off-putting way. Though who were you to assume, you were probably only paranoid. He was friendly, a charmer, just another pretty face for this place to chew up and spit onto the pavement. ★ ✎ Y/N is gender neutral. ✎ I'm probably going to mischaracterize the hell out of several characters, forgive me. ✎ Updating may be slow, as I have to deal with school, my irl job, and art commissions :,D ✎ This is just a personal project that I am choosing to work on because I would like to. Please try to refrain from judging my work too harshly, as I'm clearly not a professional. ★ Enjoy! ★

He used to talk about the future in small ways. Us getting an apartment with better water pressure, us taking a road trip with no plans. Us, always us, woven into every daydream. Before the glow of screens claimed him. Before ambition rewrote him. Before "us" became something he didn't remember to say anymore. Success changes people. And Vincent? He didn't just change. He acted like a god. Every promotion drew him higher, pulled him farther, until I could barely recognize the man I used to curl up beside on the studio roof. But tonight? Tonight was different. Tonight wasn't just important to him, it was his chance to make history. ─── ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ─── Started: 11/20/2025 Ended: 11/20/2025 ─── ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ───

"It's unfortunate both of our kills happened so close together. It's becoming a slight nuisance." The words don't register at first. Then they do. My hand stills on the edge of the desk. My breath catches. Not sharply, or obviously, but enough that I feel it. I turn to look at him. "What did you say?" I ask, keeping my voice even. Vincent finally looks at me. Really looks. There's no confusion in his expression. No accusation. Just quiet certainty. "You heard me," he says lightly. My stomach drops. "You think I-" I start, then stop myself. The room feels too small now. Too exposed. He smiles, just barely. "You handed her the coffee." He says. "You watched her drink it. And you didn't look away." Silence stretches between us. "I wondered if you'd realized yet." He continues, adjusting his cufflinks. "That we're the same kind of ambitious." He continues, "You removed an obstacle. I removed mine." A pause. "The only issue is proximity. Two anchors dying so close together draws attention." He steps closer, lowering his voice. "We'll just have to be more careful from now on." From now on. The implication settles heavy in my chest. ─── ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ─── Started: 12/25/2025 Ended: ??? ─── ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ─── Rankings: #1 - xreader (01/17/2026) #1 - voxhazbinhotel (01/17/2026) #2 - humanvox (01/17/2026) #3 - partnersincrime (01/18/2026) #3 - hazbinhotelxreader (02/12/2026) ─── ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ───