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fishermanshook · 25 days
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F!CK BOYS GONE SOFT
( mercenary , batter & prospector ) + gn!reader
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# MINOR WRITING SMUT , #ihatewritingdialouge , grammar and spelling warning
INTRO
It was a mutual agreement between the both of you that you were fucking for the pure reason of letting off steam after being stuck in this hell hole. 
No feelings were supposed to be caught. No hearts were meant to be thawed. And yet, they find themselves yearning for your touch long after your last session.
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✦— THE MERCENARY
If being between your legs was where he wished to be, then who were you to deny him access to the most private part of your body? Where Naib works his magic and milks you of your essence while paying you back in waves of pleasure.
The Mercenary looks so lost in his work that you think he doesn’t notice the change in pitch. That you’ve adjusted your grip on his hair to a softer, gentler hold. Your moans are light, airy, and not at all the ones that left your throat hoarse and raspy the night before. No, that can’t be right. And it doesn’t take him long before he finds the spot that pushes you over. The spot that has your back arching off the mattress. The spot that has you screaming his name like it’s going out of style.
And god does pleasure look good on you, as Naib refuses to remove his eyes from you as he watches the aftermath of you coming undone in front of him. Such a passionate and intimate thing for his eyes and his eyes only as your essence coats his hands and tongue. To think he’d pull his head away after you came is just stupid. Have you not learned from previous sessions? You coming only gives him more reason to drop down there and give you more, but Naib holds himself back.
The next few moments are a blur as you try to calm down after your orgasm, but it seems Naib won’t let you. The sound of something being unzipped and his pants hitting the floor pulls you from your recovery. He’s prepped you enough, hasn’t he?
“It’ll hurt a little, but only for a second.” The Mercenary whispers in your ear as a warning to brace for what’s about to come. It makes him wonder, and only for a split second, if you ever realized how much he loves you. The amount of thought and care that goes into every move he makes towards you. Maybe you’re just dense, or maybe it’s not like that. He won’t know until he tells you. Or, until you tell him.
Your hands rush to clamp themselves over your mouth in an attempt to stifle the moans flooding from it. This isn’t the first time you’ve done this (and certainly not the last…), but it’s always a tight fit. A tight fit that neither of you can get enough of. Your hands don’t last though, as the Mercenary is quick to rip your hands away from your mouth. He shakes his head and clicks his tongue. You don’t need him to say anything else.
It’s not long before you feel the familiar warmth strengthen between your legs. By now, Naib’s memorized your every tell that you’re going to come. By the way your legs tighten around his waist and the way your hands reach to clasp his biceps to try and hold on. It’s the way you attempt to not pass out when you feel everything just snap.
“God, I love you so much,” Naib admits before even realizing what he just said. You’ve never seen the man freeze so fast, or go so red. Before his hands cover his mouth you pin his wrists down to the bed.
“Wait—! H-hold on,” you say, still recovering from your orgasm that happened just seconds ago. “What did you say?”
The Mercenary stares at you before opening his mouth to say: “I didn’t say anything.” He’s trying to play it with a convincing tone in his voice, but it’s hard to believe when he practically shouts it.
“No, Naib,” you huff out “Are you playing me?” You question. Your face molds into worry and concern. Instead, he avoids your gaze. There’s nothing else for him to do in this situation is there.
“Fine. If you won’t say it, then I will.” You state before grabbing Naibs face and pressing it into yours. The Mercenary tries (and he really does) to do anything but melt into your touch. In the end, it proves to be no use. Pulling away, you say: “Naib, there is no one else I love more than you.”
“Thanks for confirming what I already know, babe.”
✦— THE BATTER
Not every affair starts with a heated make-out session, but every heated make-out session ends with the two of you having sex. With your lips entwined as your fingers roam through his hair, the two of you make a mad dash to whoever’s room is closer as playful giggles slip out along the way.
It started as just another way to let yourself go and cut loose a little after another night of terror from Ganji. How could you not tell that the Batter saw you as more than just some fuck buddy? That his eyes weren’t only filled with lust, but love for you and you entirely?
Maybe this can be his way of showing you, whether you get it or not. Whether you understand the soft kisses he lays on your chest. Whether you understand the praises that fall from his lips. Whether you understand it's taken him too long to finally muster up the courage to confess to you.
You’ve stripped each other of your clothes leaving both of you bare naked. The only thing covering you are the multiple hickeys decorating your chest as well as between your legs. The pleasure overrides any pain felt from when he initially pushed his way inside of you. Before you know it, you're babbling all over his cock while he presses gentle kisses all over your face. You look so cute like this—all flushed out and pink.
Ganji's smart, but overlooks your cock drunkenness and traces his finger along your jaw and other places. Eventually, his finger meets your back and traces along your spine. His finger does weird swoops along your backside. It's all just a simple way of telling you 'I love you.' without having to utter a word.
Maybe it's the way you moan out his name as your hips move up and down on his cock. Or maybe it's the look in your eyes when he meets them. The Batter's not sure where the courage comes from, but all he knows is that he can't stand another moment of you not being his.
"[name] I- fuck, I love you." He barely manages to grunt out, snapping you from your thoughts to look at him with wide eyes.
"What-?"
It's then he thinks he fucked up. That he has demolished all of the hard work he put into this relationship. This is it. This is the end of your bond.
"No, shit I'm sorry just forget what I said," Ganji mutters out, immediately flipping you over so that your lying down on your back. "I'll make you come real hard if you just forget everything I just said, 'k?" Ganji says with caution in his voice. Maybe you're not the only one oblivious in this relationship of yours.
"Really? You love me?"
Ganji tears his eyes away from wherever he is looking at looks right at you. "Yeah. I'm sorry."
"Don't be. If not for you I don't think I'd ever get the chance to say this," you chimed, pulling him in for a long and passionate kiss first. "Ganji, I love you more than the stars themselves."
✦— THE PROSPECTOR 
The bed will break long after the Prospector, Norton Campbell, has had his way with you. He won’t stop until his sheets are soaked in your combined essences until your scent has been embedded into his mattress, and until he can get the words out to tell you how he feels.
For too long has Norton been labeled as your “fuck buddy” and he wants out of it. Every round feels like another chance to prove he’s perfect for you. How many people know your favorite book? Your favorite place to relax? Your favorite position? The sensitive spots on your body? Who else knows exactly where to touch and what to say? All he needs you to answer is if you like him or not.
“Shit—always feel so good,” Norton manages to grunt out after thrusting into you. He knows he’s found your sweet spot (again…) when he pulls a loud moan from your sweet lips. So attentive to your wants and needs that he can’t help but hit the spot again and again, listening as your moans grow louder with each thrust.
The Prospector mutters something under your breath he thinks went by unnoticed. Pulling you from your aroused state to ask him what’s wrong. All he can do is sigh and shake his head as his arms wrap around you. A bit tighter than usual, but not uncomfortable.
“Norton—! What’s the matter?” You manage to huff out. It’s obvious something is plaguing his mind, but the Prospector is as stubborn as ever and refuses to tell you. “Fine then,” you tell him “I guess I just won’t let you come.”
Now that gets his attention, and he instantly slows his pace. You allow him to keep going, but only if he starts talking.
“I’m too scared to say it,” Norton states.
“Why?” You ask.
Norton looks down at where you're still connected. It’s only then you notice he’s stopped. “Because I don’t want it to ruin whatever we’ve got going on. I don’t want to lose everything.” He admits through gritted teeth.
“Do you think it’s that bad that you’d lose everything?” You ask, concern now seeping into your voice.
All he does is sigh before bringing his face closer to yours. “God, is it seriously not obvious enough? Shit, [name] I love you. I’ve loved you for a long time and I didn’t want to say anything in fear of ruining—“ he gestures using his hands to the both of you. “this. A-and I get it if you don’t want anything to do with me after this but you asked so—“
He doesn’t get to finish as you cover his lips with yours. “Silly prospector, I love you more than you could imagine.” You confess before feeling Norton melt into your kiss once more.
note: hiii fish nation…sorry about the random hiatus, it will probably happen again 😆😆😆. thank you all so much for 100+ followers! it means the absolute most to me knowing there are actually people who enjoy reading what I have to write. I wouldn’t be here without you, thank you for everything so far. 🩷🩷🩷. this is so ass oh my gosh
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yanushh · 3 months
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TW!!!!! PTSD, intrusive thoughts, animal death
No matter how much you're tired of these thoughts, you'll always feel like your hands are covered in blood.
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heartshapedbubble · 1 year
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Could you make a Naib with an assassin S/O I really like your orpheus one and I think it's an interesting concept
AAAA IM GLAD!! of course💓💓💓 went nuts w this prompt tbh
naib subedar with an assassin s/o headcanons🗡
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if you think orpheus is good at sensing dangerous people, then naib will blow your socks off
naib, being an assassin of sorts himself, knows exactly who to avoid at first sight - based on someone's posture, gaze and general body language, he detects potential threats with ease and keeps away from them
although, compared to orpheus, he's not passive about it - his goal is not to avoid, but to kill. if he finds someone to be enough of a nuisance or thinks someone might be out to sabotage him and his mission getting rid of another body won't be a problem
you immediately sensed naib's presence, differing from all the others that radiated from the timid manor residents lurking and turning their back towards you
it was hostile, the way you felt his eyes pierce you from under his hood and the way he quickly slipped away into the darkness whenever your gaze fixated itself on him for too long. you hated to admit it, but it made your palms sweaty and your heartbeat faster
for the following few months, your and naib's interactions were limited to sharp glances and silent threats whispered out under your breaths - him planning how to push you into a corner with a knife by your throat in case he senses the tension rise up, and you flinching whenever his arm swayed, ready to grip his wrist and dodge whatever punch he might throw at you
...it could have went on for days until the thing happened. the thing that made naib pull his hood over his face whenever he was in your presence, and made you bury your face in your hands every time naib passed by
it was just a normal match with smiley. y'know, scraped knees, blood soaked shoulders and engine particles by your feet
luca was safely decoding the final cipher as martha swiftly pulled the pallets down and stunned poor joker for the second time this match. you were rushing right by martha, giving her some extra support so she could push her kite until the cipher's primed. what could possibly go wrong?
...well, naib, being protective of martha, decided to rush in to help at the same time as you...
...and crashed right into you as you ran, knocking you down with him and making you drop all your hidden blades in the process
this, of course, resulted in a long-term ban from matches considering that carrying unregistered weapons isn't allowed, yet what interested you the most was naib's reaction
as you dropped them, instead of scolding you or using this opportunity to get you punished, he crouched down by your side, shielding your daggers away from the hunter's field of view, and whispered "be more careful next time."
someone who was supposed to be your rival, your unconfirmed nemesis, covering for you? something weird was going on
you decided to confront naib about it one day, to try and get out at least some information or sign out of him even if he stays silent
luckily, it didn't take long for you to find him - you found him leaning against a tree, a half-eaten sushi roll in his hand
"mind if i ask you something about yesterday, naib?" you whispered, him only curiously tilting his head in response
"ask away." he didn't even turn around to face you as he said that
"about yesterday... why did you cover for me?" why did it feel degrading, saying it out loud? it was like losing a bet and shamefully admitting it
silence ensued. suddenly, he replied back, hesitatingly, "i pitied you. don't know why, but i did. was in the same situation before, so that's why, i guess."
with that sentence, it was almost like a spark appeared between you two - it took time, effort and coincidences, but eventually you two started to warm up to each other
oh, you broke your wrist while kiting? what a coincidence, he has an extra pair of elbow pads! naib's wounds started bleeding again - you found a syringe and band-aids tucked in the pocket of your jacket, how weird..
as time passed, you found yourself laying your head on naib's shoulder, his hand tangled in your hair and gently twirling your locks around his fingers - neither of you jolting or reacting badly whenever it happened, it just came naturally
it was never official, but you two gradually formed a relationship. it was deeper than a friendship, more than a family bond and more than just comradeship
sometimes, you wondered if the boy crying, head buried in your chest, is the same man that once wanted you dead on first sight. and when naib held you tight and kissed each one of your battle wounds, he always recalled the way you furrowed your brows the first time you laid your eyes on him
perhaps it was destined to happen, and maybe really two minuses make a plus - two hurt people with impermeable façades broke through each other's 💞
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the-manors-writer · 2 years
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so.. any yandere naib headcanons? :3 ( also, if possible, id like to be known as the 🍬emoji! id love to put interactions in the inbox and say hi to the mods every now and then <3 )
of course! welcome, 🍬 anon! i hope you enjoy your time here, detective! - mod orpheus
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request: general yandere!mercenary headcanons pairing: [naib subedar] yandere!mercenary x gn!reader warnings: general yandere behaviour
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naib subedar
naib is a yandere that doesn’t want to admit he’s one, but he’s aware that he is one
i mean he can admit he’s a mercenary and he kills people for money and such, but something like this?
to kill someone because he’s, at the basis, jealous? it’s embarrassing for him to admit, let alone acknowledge
naib isn’t the type of person to kill someone out of jealousy if he could help it, actually
he’s more so the type of person to beat the unfortunate sap black and blue, to the point of near-death or a comatose, but alive, state
it’s probably hard to figure out if you are naib’s love interest
he stares at everyone with that darkened look in his eyes, one of murder and intensity
if you’re really good at reading gazes, however, you might find the gaze in his eyes for you has a lighter, gentler undertone
but again it’s barely seen so good luck with that!
the best way to describe his attitude towards his darling would be something akin to that of a tsundere
he acts tough and grumpy, pushing them away, embarrassed, the such
a tsundere yandere. what a treat
on the surface, naib would seem like a normal and protective person towards you
after all, he is a rescuer and a ptsd ridden veteran
it’s normal to be protective over your teammates
however, protective as he may be, the blade he keeps hidden on him at all times will be used on the occassion of a pushy, ‘unwanted admirer’
i think if you ever get in a relationship with him, it would be a willing one
after all, he only ever wants you safe and protected
he doesn’t want you harmed or hurt
why would you ever say no to him?
surely, this love is innocent
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naibvic nation do i have smth for u ! lil naibvic doodle page i did :3
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badlandsbandit · 2 years
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prostoenot · 1 month
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That Naib of yours again
Someday I will draw a normal anatomy, well, in another notebook, and not in this square
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t0bey · 7 months
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ALL 42 SURVIVORS!!!!!!!!!! ❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜🩷
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rvttinggrl · 4 days
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cw: fem! reader, rubbing / implied dry humping, PIV sex, porn w/o plot, hinted virgin!reader, insert male char…
a/n: i just need a chatty guy to guide me through sex omg shisjswjsjsj
“cmon girl… dont you want me to make you feel good?” He whispers in your ear as your clothed clit rubs up against his flexed thigh, two calloused hands guide your waist, moving you slowly back and forth. “‘m making you feel so good— hm? ‘course a pretty girl like you hasnt cummed from a guy before,” his nose nuzzles between your tits, kissing them softly as he looks up at you. he then adjusts you to rub on his cock, covered by a think layers of boxers which left nothing to imagination. “fuck—“ he said, “I cant wait anymore— yknow..” two digits pulled at the waistband of your panties, fully pulling them off his breath hitched at your dripping core. “so pretty…” he giggled, teasing you. he took out his cock, springing up off his pants. it seemed that all of his brain just went straight to his cock, standing up practically straight. “pretty little bitch,” he said, slipping on his condom. “fuck— cant wait but…” he said, thumb and pincher playing with your clit, as he slid himself in. “pretty noises ya’ make— dont you think?” he smiled, hands now clawing against your waist as he bounces up n’ down on his cock.
too lazy to continue i hope you guys enjoy a small drabble :3
GETO, TOJI, SUKUNA?, KAEYA, DAINSLIEF, AYATO, LUOCHA, SATAN, BELPHAGOR, JOSEPH, NAIB, NORTON
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nightwonder7 · 1 month
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"How is your head as dense as your body?" Duo hunter shenanigans.
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fishermanshook · 6 months
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MY DUMBASS DELETED THE FUCKING REQUEST IM SO SORRY 😭😭😭
anyways…
yan!mercenary who’s like Kafka x gn!reader
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I’m so sorry but I literally have never played LC before 😭😭😭, grammar and spelling warning!
The Mercenary is a cold and selfish person who had killed many in the past. His heart is as cold as ice and would’ve stayed that way if he never had gone to the manor.
If he had never met you.
What do you do when you fall in love? When your head over heals? Probably not gaslight, guilt trip, and possibly kill over it. Right?
But Naib Subedar has never been in love, nor has he (probably) ever seen it. So when you manage to befriend him (despite the handful of people who told you not to…) you hadn’t realized what you were getting yourself into.
He enjoys teasing and flirting with you just to see what kind of reaction you give him. Seeing if you’ll get all defensive (which he loves) or if you’ll go beet red in the face (which he adores).
He LOVES showing off and managing to impress you. He carried you to the exit gate once because you were hurt and he “didn’t want you to get injured more then you already were”. You were all red and trying to cover your face with your hands and he thinks it’s the cutest thing ever. You mumble a little “thank you” before he puts you down to enter in the code to the gate. He’s got a smirk plastered on his face as he leaves with your hand in his.
When this man gets obsessed, he gets OBSESSED. And while I’m sure that you can say that about any yandere, Naib wouldn’t hesitate to pull out all the stops on trying to get you to himself.
He thinks that this is just him showing how much he loves and care about you. How he adores you and you alone. How nobody could ever replace you, and that you’ve stolen his heart and are keeping it captive. The Mercenary doesn’t know the difference.
He’s possessive, obviously. Assuming that you don’t have a clique or many close friends in the manor, he won’t hesitate to spread rumors. Saying that he overheard one of your friends say something negative about you, and that you should probably drop them.
Wouldn’t waste a second if he had to kill someone. When he sees you getting too close with someone, their a goner.
You soon realize that all of your friends/crushes are either dead or don’t wanna go near you in fear of getting killed themself. The only person who you can interact with nowadays is Naib, who would’ve guessed!!!
But by the time you notice, it’s too late. Naib’s got you all to himself now. And with everyone else who’s left him in his life (either willingly or unwillingly…) he won’t let you go so easily. No, not this time and not the next.
Not till death does thy part.
note: hahaha get it? cause they can’t die??? hahahaha so funny!!! (also I am SO sorry again I did NOT mean to delete this persons request) (also this request was total shit IM SO SORRY 😭😭😭) (I really hope this person sees it and likes it)
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yanushh · 3 months
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heartshapedbubble · 2 years
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I would love some Naib headcanons please!
I LOVE WRITING GENERAL HCS here you go anon!! sorry for the long wait, i initially wanted to post this like a week ago but i lost my draft so i got a bit demotivated :C
naib subedar general/random headcanons🗡
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naib is a 168cm tall, buff menace
he might be short but his strength and impressive speed compensate for that - he packs quite the punch and it's near impossible to catch him on most days
he's a pretty introverted person and keeps to himself usually, and a lot of survivors avoid him anyway due to his short temper and cold, stoic personality - but deep inside he's truly a sweetheart
bad case of resting bitchface too
gets mocked for his height often AND gets used as an arm rest by some survivors (aka josé and norton who find his angry fits funny and are immune to his yelling) and even some bold hunters (joseph and jack mostly because they're cocky little shits)
also has various scars on his body from battles, he's not ashamed of them but he's not proud of them either
one of the veterans of the manor, he saw a bunch of shit both on the battlefield and in the games so he's prepared for any inconvenience
a really good team leader, he rarely panicks and will even sacrifice himself for the team's benefit if needed and knows how to praise and motivate people
one of the rare survivors that's actually feared by hunters - he'll actually get into physical fights with them in order to escape, no hesitating either😭
he gained quite the reputation for himself on the hunter side of the manor - some grit their teeth in anger whenever they hear his name being mentioned, and others are impressed by how daring, devoted and fierce he is
also, he's the one survivor (except newbies) who takes the game VERY seriously and is genuinely afraid in matches. all the alarms, calibrations, and increased heartbeat trigger his PTSD and it's hard to find the matches fun that way
still doesn't trust the hunters even if they approach him in a friendly way, yeah he's gonna keep a safe distance far away from them thank you very much
ok now let's stray away from depressing stuff it's time for random hcs😈😈
he pierced his own ears a while ago!! he usually wears basic black studs but they're not visible due to his hood
VERY BAD at dressing up. like his closet is full of the same cloaks, shirts, pants and boots, mostly because it's more practical and you won't feel bad if you get yourself dirty in the games - and when he DOES get dressed up by miss nightingale he always grunts about how uncomfortable and tight the fitted shirts are and how she put on too much hair gel
has severe trust issues but one of the rare people he would trust with his life is emily - they bonded together during the long, long hours of him getting patched up and having his refractory wounds cleaned from the mud in the infirmary
he keeps his hair long enough to tie it into a ponytail but sometimes he goes with an undercut/deathhawk(?) if the heat gets unbearable during the summer, he shaves it by himself ofc >:]
ok as much as i think naib doesn't like getting dolled up i DO think he likes to do masc makeup. like nothing sparkly or glamorous just some basic stuff like kohl around the eyes and eyebrow pencil to accentuate his features
he's very messy while doing it too, applying everything with his fingers and not minding if it's smudged in some places
yk that meme of how men apply chapstick?? yea thats literally him LMFAOAOA
during matches he's going to literally climb up his teammates to get a better sight at his surroundings, it comes off as a huge shock to newcomers but others got used to it
also tried to sneak in blades into the games but always got caught😔
his arms are his biggest weakness due to the injuries in the war and the straining he puts them through - his elbow pads only provide him enough support to not break his bones on impact so he mostly relies on his legs
has a very strict sleeping schedule so he has time to do exercise in the morning, but if he doesn't have any training planned out for the day he could sleep until noon
has really bad alcohol tolerance and doesn't like drinking anyway
practices breakdancing when he has free time, once the music starts he's going to tear that dancefloor to SHREDS
martha and kurt look up to him since they have also served in the military, he finds them endearing but he would never say that out loud smh
martha is like a little sister to him, they work out together and share food during lunchtime
and now it's time for (drum roll) FOOD HEADCANONS WOO
naib's metabolism is very fast and he loves to eat, too - he's not a picky eater and he bonds with his homeland via its food
after having to survive off of cold canned food in the army he's having the time of his life enjoying freshly-made warm meals
however he can munch on plain cheese and bread too, no problem
even though he loves sweet and savory, comforting food he likes his coffee bitter
his favourite general foods are anpan, gimbap and strawberry shortcake, and out of the national foods of his homeland he loves thukpa the most because it's hearty and reminds him of his mother and how she used to cook it for him
if you're going to sneak into the kitchen for a midnight snack there's a 60/40 chance that you'll find him searching the fridge before you could even think of getting food
not the best cook himself though but he loves helping out in the kitchen as much as he can
naib has a very small circle of friends and people he feels comfortable enough with to casually talk or vent to, mostly other veterans like william, emily and martha
once naib warms up to people and opens up (on rare occassions), he shows his sweeter side, he's quite timid in reality and has trouble verbalizing how much he cares for the other residents in fear that they'll think he's weak and that others might manipulate him if he shows any sign of vulnerability
his daring yet serious persona was actually kind of created back when he first started serving to protect himself from the world and harm that might come his way
prone to overthinking his life especially during the dark, sleepless nights, he always feels guilty of choosing this job for himself and regularly writes letters for his mother and the rest of his family, hoping that they'll reach her one day
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the-manors-writer · 2 years
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The last ask you did gave me a great ideafor an ask lol
Yandere Naib with a s/o that was kidnapped (by a hunter, by people from his past, i don’t have a specific idea for who did it) if that’s too complicated, yan naib with a badly injured reader would be my second choice :)
have a great day!
thank you, detective! i hope you have a great day as well. by the way, i hope you don’t mind that i did headcanons. there was no clarification, i hope you enjoy. also haha more yandere >:D - mod orpheus
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request: yandere naib w/ kidnapped! s/o pairing: [naib subedar] yandere!naib x kidnapped!reader warnings: general yandere behaviour, almost noncon but it got stopped, dismemberment, graphic descriptions of violence
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naib subedar
you were teasing antonio too much, you really were
you shouldn’t be but you kept doing so and the hunter was getting sick and tired of it
if you kept brushing your hand over his leg like that...
...
that’s it.
that night, you were making your way back to your room after sneaking a midnight snack
you were ambushed from the darkness by a mass of hair, whisked away into the shadows with only the humming of a demon violinist echoing through the air
come next morning, nobody found you
they assumed you were out doing errands that day, after all it was an off day
you woke up in the middle of antonio gently kissing at your neck
your head turned to try and squirm his lips away, and he did so
“antonio..? wh- what the hell?” “ciao, bellisima,” he breathed out, the scent of wine in the air. he’s been drinking again
he grinned as he tugged at your waistband, “you really are just a filthy tease, you know, [darling]?”
every word was so breathless, like he’s hot under the collar
“oh, i can’t wait for you to be taught a lesson for that..”
it was clear what the intentions were, and your eyes widened with tears at the realisation
“a-antonio.. no.. wait-” “just like that, mio prezioso. just like that..”
naib had been watching you for the past week
he’s been trying to keep the urges under control, especially whenever he saw you with the violinist
you’ve both been getting a bit too friendly for his tastes
the violinist looks at you no longer like a friend
that’s not a good thing for him.
when you were missing that morning, naib immediately knew where he was going to go
he knew your schedule. around this time, you’d be off playing with robbie, memory, and yidhra’s followers
you never wanted to miss one playdate as it would upset them, especially without warning
he stormed his way through the hunter manor’s halls and slammed open the door to the violinist’s room
he actually ripped the knob off the door at the sight that he saw
that filthy fucking violinist, body caging yours in with your legs limp around his waist and that demon’s hairs wrapped around your limbs
he stormed forward, hearing a ringing in his ears as he rose his hand and ripped the hunter away from you with an unknown strength, throwing him to the ground
antonio tried to sit up, but was met with a steel tipped boot to his chin
a violent crack resounded, a yell of pain, a scream of terror, but the mercenary didn’t care
he grabbed at antonio’s face, slamming his nose against his knee and revelling in the crunch that resounded
when the hunter’s head flew back, he saw teeth that fell out and blood gushing from the broken nose and cut lip
the only thing that antonio managed to say was, ‘wait-’
and then naib kicked him to the ground, stomping and digging his heel into the hunter’s body
when the demon tried to crawl away, the mercenary easily grabbed him and pinned him down by pressing his knee to his back, grabbing at antonio’s stitched arms and ripping it off
blood gushed against the floor and the survivor’s hands, the only instinct in his mind commanding him to kill
the only thing that drew him out was when he felt your arms around his back, hugging and trying to pull him off antonio while crying
you were crying...
it was like that snapped him out of the trance he was in
naib swung his head to you and didn’t let you say a thing, picking you up and running to his room as fast as he could
when you were set down, he cringed
the blood from antonio that was on his body had stained some parts of you... no, no no. he doesn’t like that
he doesn’t like seeing you defiled with blood
you were his angel, his precious, you were innocent no matter what and he couldn’t stand to see such a sight
he had to leave and come back with a damp towel to wipe you clean
“are you okay...?” he whispered softly as he held it out to you, unsure if you were okay with a touch right now
a man’s touch especially
when you didn’t take the towel, but let him touch your skin.. he melted a bit
you trusted him enough to let him touch you
“...i’m okay. just.. i don’t think i want to play for a while.” “yeah. figured as much. you can stay here. i’ll keep you safe from monsters like him.”
your smile brightened up the room more than it already is.
he wasn’t going to let this happen again, he told you as much
he swears he’ll protect you
and when you smile at him and nod with teary eyes, he knows
he’ll never let you go again.
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