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broh3m3 · 6 months
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3rd Survivor Batch!
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cryleigh · 5 months
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spooky gals
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avinwrites · 1 year
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When they sing to you ♫ 
A headcanon/short fic mix of Demi, Melly, Norton, and Naib when you ask your significant other to comfort you with a song.
Demi
-Demi likes to hum when she’s working hard
-whether she’s mixing drinks or decoding
-it’s not unusual to hear a tune come from the depths of her throat
-but you’ve never heard her sing
-of course, sometimes, if she’s drunk, she’ll belt out whatever song she may have stuck in her head, but that’s different
-the day you actually did hear her sing for the first time, you almost missed it
You had returned from a rough match. It did more than just roughen up your body, your mental psyche was near destroyed. No one escaped, there were still three ciphers left, and you had already been downed two times previous to your state. It didn’t help that the Hunter finally got you by terror-shocking you. To put it lightly, you were beat.
You sought comfort, and your heart pulled you towards her. Demi was your epitome of contentment. Anything you need, she’ll be there. And while you tried not to ask for too much, in this case, you need her, no way around it. When you finally found Demi, conversing with a few others, you silently pulled her away and to your place of comfort. 
“You look rough.” She comments, understanding that all you need at the moment is her, and accepts this fact. without saying anything, you have her lay on your bed, your face finding the perfect space nestled in her chest, her arms around you, stroking your hair softly. In this position, you aren’t far from sleep, but an ethereal voice floating in the air keeps you from fully slipping into the realm of dreams.
It was Demi’s voice, singing a lullaby you don’t recognize, but you find solace in the words and the melody. You can’t stop yourself from drifting off, finding yourself in the same indulgence in your dreams.
Melly
-she’s not very vocal
-you like to ask her to tell you about bugs
-because even if you’re disgusted by them
-she’ll make even the most hideous creature sound like a genuine grace from the heavens with her words
-she’ll even tell you stories if you’d like
-but she gets very uncomfortable with the idea of singing
-and you’re ok with that, you’d never force her to do something she’s uncomfortable with
-but one day, as a gift to you, she surprises you
“I’d like you to meet me in my room tonight after dinner.” She says to you out of the blue. This was earlier in the afternoon. Now, it’s dark, and everyone has gone to their respective places of rest. Melly had practically locked herself in her room when she said that to you. By this point, you were worried sick. So, as soon as possible, you made your way to her room.
You open the door to find her sitting on the floor of her room, mask sitting neatly next to her, face reddened.
“You’ve expressed your desire to hear my voice before…” she starts, unable to make eye contact with you. 
“Oh, Melly, it really is ok, I don’t mean to push! I-” before you can argue further, she stops you.
“This is something I want to do for you. I recently learned a song I wish to share.”
So, you mimic her sitting position in front of her. She clears her throat and shakily serenades you, though gains confidence the longer she goes on. You’re awestruck; as if you’ve never heard a melodious note in your life, her voice changes you. You have to admit, of course she doesn’t have the voice of a professional singer, but it’s her. Not only are the words coming from her entrusted to you, you’re the only person to hear this, and it’s beautiful. When she finishes, face vibrantly embarrassed, she looks to you for your reaction. 
Your mouth opens and closes a few times, unable to form proper sentences. So, you do the only thing you can think of to properly express your feelings. Leaning forward, you gently press your lips to hers in gratitude, thankfully for you, she accepts, leaning in as well.
“Thank you, it was perfect.”
Norton
-Norton has never sung a day in his life
-maybe, possibly, in the mines with what used to be his friends
-but he usually left the tunes to them
-just silently listening
-now, he couldn’t even imagine warbling out a tune
-both from his unfamiliarity with the action and the memories it would bring
-he’s also never considered himself a protective person
-until he met you
-your kindness motivates him more than money could
-he values you so much
-so, for you, he’d try anything
This certainly isn’t the first time you and Norton have laid together in an attempt to sleep, but it is still new to you both. It took quite a while to get here, him holding you loosely, and you, careful not to constrict him. 
“You can’t sleep, can you?” He asks, after feeling you shift for the umpteenth time.
“Sorry, I’ll try to be still.”
“No, it’s ok, that’s not what I meant.”
Tentatively, he pulled you closer, resting his chin on the top of your head, and just as carefully, you adjusted your soft grip on him.
“This is nice.” You whisper, closing your eyes and trying, still, to fall asleep.
“Listen, I’m going to try something, just… stop me if it gets unbearable.” You’re awfully worried about what he’s going to do before you’re met with a deep, rumbling voice singing lyrics, something similar to what he would’ve heard in his mining days, and it's soothing coming from him. As he murmurs his tune, the deep rolling in his chest lulling you to sleep, he too seems to be falling deeper. Though you don’t dream, you feel a keen sense of warmth throughout the night.
Naib
-also not a singer
-he considers his singing voice “terrible”
-and that's the excuse he uses to get out of any situation where he’d have to sing
-but you, you wanna hear it
-you don’t care how bad it is
-but no matter how much you beg
-he gets that bashful blush on his face and refuses to comply with your request
-so, you let it go
He does feel kind of bad when you give up, sullen, but what is he supposed to do? He’s never sung before. Well, he can almost remember one time, drunkenly yelling some raunchy song while linking arms with his comrades, swaying about. When that memory fades from the forefront of his mind, he knows what to do for you. Despite his stoic outward demeanor, once you’re behind closed doors, he’s as affectionate as can be. You don’t blame him at all, and indulge him frequently in his request for physical closeness. This was one of those nights. After fondly remembering parts of his past and his family, he wanted to spend time with you, now considering you his family. As usual, you laid together, preparing for a long night’s rest, and he suddenly started to hum. His lips moved as he began to whisper comforting words in a language you couldn’t understand. 
“You remind me of my mother’s lullaby.” He finally says to you. “I had trouble remembering the words, but I’d like to entrust you with its melody.”
“I’d be honored.”
And the night continues. His voice becomes shaky, both from lack of use, and the emotions that come with the subject, but he sings for you in his mother tongue the same tune that would comfort him as a child. 
“Naib,” you start, sleep evident in your quiet voice.
“Yes?” He whispers, just as silent.
“Can you sing to me again?”
This time, he doesn't deny your request.
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kekeiraa · 16 days
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🥂
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notevenagh0st · 2 months
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Some whiteboard doodles bc me and my boyfriend were doing a whiteboard togetha hehe
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skit-ladd · 2 months
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VALENTINES DAY? WRONG. DEMI DAY.
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circus-blades · 11 months
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Magic trick that gets you girlfriends
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sergeant-squid · 5 months
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turtledoggydraws · 2 months
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aceofclove · 7 months
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Vera: What's up with Kevin and Jose?
Demi: They had a fight so now they're not talking to each other
Vera:
Vera: They're holding hands
Demi: They get sad when they fight.
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luppyin · 11 months
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Identity v? More like uhh papas freezeria
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broh3m3 · 2 years
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some bar au stuff!
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simplifiedboris · 3 months
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[IDV, EVIL ARTSTYLE CHALLENGE]
Doing this was the most horrid and painful art experience I have ever had oh my god I’m never doing nothing related to clean art line art ever again
Evil Boris’s art style compared to how I ACTUALLY draw my bbg Demi
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teabreakpancakes · 2 years
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Hello!!!! Can I request Norton,Andrew,Luca,Demi,And Melly having a s/o as the baker? If that’s okay?
As Sweet As Your Pastries Norton, Andrew, Luca, Demi, And Melly with a Baker S/O
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Genre: Fluff
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i have my own hcs about these survivors so i used them - lawless
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𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐎𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋
he's unfamiliar with baking
enjoys watching you doing something you love
he found out that you joined the game because some horrible people bought your father's bakery and the owner promised that he'd give it back to you if you played
he's the one tasting the uncooked batter when you aren't looking
he likes putting the frosting onto the cupcakes, he isn't very good but you let him be
he'll smear icing, frosting or batter on your nose and lick it
"Norton!" the baker shrieked, a tinge of annoyance found in their voice as they gave the taller man a playful glare. Norton smiles cheekily, "What? I just mistook ya for the cupcake since you're just as sweet as it" he spoke in a teasing manner.
he loves spending time with you so he'll ask you to teach him how to bake
he wants to get matching aprons one day
he's the type of guy admire you while you work from the counter if he doesn't want to ruin the image of you being so focused on what you love doing
Norton stares at them mixing ingredients in a bowl, watching their eyes light up when they take out their cookies from the oven. "I sometimes wonder if I actually deserve you" he whispers, a despondent yet lovestruck on his face as rests his head on the palm of his hand.
𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐖 𝐊𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐒
he's never tasted something so delicious in his life
he loves eating everything you bake
he apologises if he seems gluttonous because of how much he eats
"Nonsense, just eat" (Name) waves Andrew off, smiling sweetly at the albino. "If you love what I bake, then I'm honoured, besides, you aren't a glutton if you're actually enjoying your food instead of just swallowing it without relishing in it's flavour" they reassure, cutting a piece of the apple pie on their plate before hovering it over Andrew's mouth, "Say ahh".
when he found out that you didn't own a bakery, he asked why only to be told that couldn't afford to open one so you joined the game because the letter sent to you said that the owner would fund your bakery if you played
"Then, I would like to work with you in your bakery when we're out of here" Andrew says with an earnest tone, staring straight into your eyes. The baker nods, a happy smile on their face at the thought of working with their lover.
he doesn't care if he has to actually learn how to bake, his S/O says they'll teach him :D
your treats are able to heal people within the game so you bring extra with you when you're playing with andrew so he can snack on some while playing
𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐀 𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐒𝐀
he loves eating your pastries while he's inventing
was shy to ask if you could make him some
"H, Hey, do you think you could make me some more of those cookies?" he requests, fiddling with his twitching hands. (Name) giggles, "Of course, anything for you dear" they rub his cheek affectionately.
he likes kneading the dough
he likes creating things that can help you—fucker made a hand mixer
his tics calm down when he's baking with you but sometimes, he may accidentally throw something or put a bit too much
keep your eyes on him because he might eat the uncooked cookie dough
"Luca," they warn, gently slapping the back of his hand. "Don't eat that, it's not cooked" they scold, tray in hand in order to keep it away from the man's grasp. The inventor smiled sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck.
𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐈 𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐁𝐎𝐍
suggests making a pastry with alcohol
is obsessed with making boozy desserts with you
she'll throw flour on you and start a food fight :)
"Did you just," they pause, looking down at their now powder covered apron before narrowing their eyes at the barmaid. They throw flour back at her, smiling mischievously and sticking their tongue out at her.
wants work with you in the future
thinks her brother would love to meet you
she also steals treats from you during matches
"Where'd my other bag of cookies go?" the baker questions, scratching the back of their neck as they look around to see if they dropped it. Demi snickers behind a wall, bag of cookies in hand. Her heart beat speeds up and Mary appears in front of her. They stare at each other, "If I give you their cookies, will you go after Luca instead?" she asks, raising the bag of treats.
𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐔𝐒
she's so serious all the time but who knew she was a sucker for sweets
will provide you honey to use in your pastries
she secretly wants to hoard all of your treats and you to herself but she can't :(
you make treats for some of her insects
The insects swarm the cookies you made for them, the baker smiles proudly, "I'm glad you guys like them but I wonder if Melly will get mad if she finds out that I'm spoiling you guys" they mumble, sweatdropping. Melly leans on the wall, "I already know, I'm not mad" she states in a blunt manner, scaring the baker.
when she actually wants to help you bake, she removes her beekeeper helmet
you sometimes think that she's just as sweet as your treats but she always says that you're even sweeter
loves it when you feed her treats and seek for her approval on new recipes
"Everything you bake is absolutely lovely but I have to say that raspberry buns are my favourite" she comments, smiling at the sight of her S/O taking notes so seriously. 'I love you so much you absolute fool' she muses, a soft yet loving look in her eyes as she stares at them.
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kekeiraa · 2 months
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‼ original from "Veil" by @/_k0tterl_ on twt
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stars4heaven · 3 months
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I made a custom S tier skin for Barmaid!
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