#naib: bet

[ch6douin]

I’m glad you liked my drunk player showering plushies with kiss kiss ideas. Now i give you one more before I disappear into the night. Plushies giving player a “kiss” (just the plushies smooshing their face on players face, maybe even a hand kiss of its a more gentlemanly plush, jose plush I feel, most of the hunter plushes, maybe frederick, so many possibilities)

Andrew happening to walk by before noticing you kneeling down before his plushie self, he hides himself to watch this interaction. Andrew plushie keeps motioning the player forward as if to tell them a secret. And as players face is right there, it hesitates before summoning all the strength its little plush body has, and “kisses” you on the cheek. Startled, player moves back, before probably giving a gentle laugh and giving plush Andrew a lil forehead kiss. Andrew is kept awake at night by this, especially by player’s reaction.

Naib’s plush gives gnight kiss kiss. I imagine Naib, who’s probably still wary, would probably always be having an eye on player, so he doesn’t trust the plushie either; just cause its ugly in a cute way (kinda) doesn’t meant it doesn’t have malicious plans. Even if the player isn’t responsible for the game, they could still possibly be apart of the reason they arent able to leave. Still probably witnessing a peacefully sleeping player and Naib’s plush giving them a lil “kiss” on the lips has him stone faced but the red is starting to appear on his cheeks and tips of his ears, each time he witnesses it he gets a bit more relaxed cause players not doing anything suspicious. Still probably suspicious tho.

Emil and ada’s plushies give each other kisses. Player is often awing at the way they express their love to each other. They probably dont kiss player much but will take players hands to give player little finger kisses. These two plushs are one of the few that hang out with their survivor selfs a bit more than hanging around player. They melt ada and emils hearts everytime they see them.

Mikes plush does a LOT. Fucking plush will be on like a chandelier and player is speaking to another when suddenly the plush has jumped and done smooshed its face to player. It gives player a heart attack every time which is why its not done often. He probably will just jump on player relaxing to give a lil cheek kiss before back flipping away. Mike is both trying to stop it but also giving it more ideas.

Soul weaver plush is also kinda like mike in giving player a lil kiss in a big way. Im talking this lil plush can spit webs. Why? Because I said so. So players gonna get some web spit kisses at the most random times. Plush weaver can and will climb on you to perch on your shoulder just for a better angle to give you some regular kiss kiss or another wen spit kiss. Soul weaver herself is pretty bashful about it and plush weaver is given a stern talking to by her for every incident.

Enjoy my brain dump hope you like this one too

Thank you anon this is adorable you have my mind working with these. (Plushie!Andrew having more game than the actual Andrew is SO FUNNY btw.)

Not all of their plushies express their adoration towards player only by kisses though, Plush!Norton is often gifting you pretty-looking minerals and rocks to have your attention solely on it, and then, trying to use its small magnet to pull you towards it for a cheek kiss(it doesn't work). You think that maybe its counterpart is helping behind the curtains...

Plush!Emily is always at your disposal, if it senses you're not feeling well you can bet its grabbing the edge of your clothes and trying to drag you towards the Nurse's Office so the real Emily could help you. It gives those forehead kisses like a mother would, you know?

Plush!Luca with that eternal toothy smile of it zapping you playfully and running away before you react. Until it finally gets lifted by its collar and its next move is to swing towards your face and smash its own on your cheek. Other than that, Plushie!Luca is more often seen with the actual Luca who finds the plushie so intriguing and interacts with it a lot. It's so much easier to work when he has some help.

Plush!Anne is always seen with its counterpart too, Anne is so pleased to have this adorable company that she makes an exact copy of her glider and a catapult. You can see it gliding around often, dropping by your shoulder sometimes and giving the tiniest kiss to your cheek before gliding away as fast as it can.

Plush!Edgar is not really what you could call social, but its curiosity is piqued whenever you do something that involves art. This is when you see it at the most, demanding you put it on your lap or a nearby chair so it can tug at your clothes whenever it considers you're doing something wrong. Edgar checks his plushie now and then, after all, it cannot taint his reputation while using his face. It's not surprising though that Plushie!Edgar is just like his counterpart when guiding you through the process of making art, and that leaves Edgar with a satisfied smile. No, I don't think it would kiss you, let it be enough that you earned its attention.

Plush!Frederick is anywhere music is, walking around with elegance that a few plushies lack. It will seek you out though so the two of you can appreciate the beauty of music, and then, thank you with a kiss on the back of your hand. I'm not sure but I don't think it stays a lot with Frederick, so you won't see them together a lot.

Plush!Mary is hard to please, of course. She still likes to assert the composure of a Queen. Share with her desserts, dance with her, gift her cute ribbons and other accessories, and maybe, just maybe she'll kiss you.

PS: I was going to put Tracy or Martha too but i got lazy at the end plus I didn't know exactly what to write 💀

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[athanasius-symposium-of-writings]

Ok ok…I gotta know…what do you think the IDV characters kinks are?

I feel like Orpheus would have a thing for role-playing and Norton would have a breeding kink…but not bc he actually wants children 💀

Tbh idk I kinda just write what my kinks are and see how to many it work for a character.

Orpheus he def writes role-plays between you and him to figure out what he can do. I feel like he also would be into writing on you (thank my friend for that one life changing lol) and in force praising (basically making you praise yourself). He can degrade but he rather see you get flustered trying to praise yourself (again shout out to friend for that). Knifeplay, daddy kink (you can call him daddy but sir is hotter for him). Brat taming. Drugs use (no surprised) trust me you would have to bring that up tho. He likes the risky ones too but he will never outright say it.

Norton def is into edging (fool's gold esp), idk about breeding cuz he doesnt seem like the type to even consider having a family (look at his life he prob like i can support myself much less a child) someone needs to write that before i can consider it idk. Loves to mess around with his s/o is wearing a skirt though (he is a simple man let him enjoy himself). Choking lightly, like the power it gives. 100% powerplay let him be in control he needs it. Dont be a brat with him trust me he will break you (esp fool's gold he would mindbreak you). Pet play (fool's gold) aka bark for him like the simp you are (100% laughing at you).

Naib, i bet yall think he would be into petplay but he prob be into the very mild VERY mild form of it and tbh you gonna be explaining half of what the kink is before he will agree to it. I want to say calling him 'sir' could get him going but only if you are been very bratty/cheeky about it. Also brat taming

Fredrick foot fetish (lol turbulentscrawl did that thts the friend), i think he would have to be shown how hot it is giving him a blowjob while he plays the piano. Handkink because i think thts his fav part of his body and seeing them get you worked up is hot af for him. Now 'Human furniture' could work for him too and very much is into cockwarming

Wu Chang is into mirror sex. Shibari but in the art form more than just railing, you are beautiful. Brat taming and dressing you up, also would like doing makeup on you just to ruin it. Semi public play (black guard). Strip dancing (white guard) again you are a walking masterpiece, body worship (both to you and to him).

Joesph degradation, pet play (i mean the degrading way as you are nothing but a pet for him to use and please him), watching you masturbate (put on a show for him while he sits there and tells you to edge yourself). Also into 'human furniture' using you like footstool or a holding his tea while he hits it from behind. powerplay also call him Monsieur or speak dirty words to him in french (dont expect to walk)

Again idk just write what i like and see who it fits vfnjfvonfvnnjv

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[ithaquasbbg]

Hello there! I really liked your Ganji, Norton and Naib reacting to their s/o getting in a fight with another survivor hcs and was wondering if you could do something similar with Aesop and Eli?

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Hi! Yes I love Aesop and Eli (I think I have a pretty odd interpretation of Aesop though- so apologies in advance lol)

Aesop and Eli when their S/O gets into a fight

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Pairings : Aesop x Reader, Eli x Reader

Tw : Blood (bloody nose- injury)

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1) Aesop | Embalmer

|⚰️| Aesop is probably one of the least likely people to step in and fight for you, first of all. He’s never been the type to lay his hands on another person. That being said, he probably has other ways of getting back at them for hitting you (will mention later)

|⚰️| Assuming you’re still conscious after being punched, he’d walk to to Emily’s room in order to have you looked at- eyes staring at the forming bruise and blood dripping from your nose

|⚰️| If you’re unconscious, he’d probably look over you himself first. He’s a little creepy at times- and definitely loves how peaceful you look while asleep. (Also- it’s unlikely you feel any pain while knocked out- extra bonus!)

|⚰️| He can’t help but think that In some messed up way, you’re almost pretty/handsome like this.

|⚰️| If your clothing is covered with blood from your nosebleed- you’re unlikely to be receiving any of Aesops clothing off of his own back, he’s a huge germaphobe.

|⚰️| The embalmer will, however, go to your room and bring you a change of your own clothing (or maybe some of his if he’s feeling generous..). That way you won’t have to sit in that shirt of yours.

|⚰️| As I mentioned earlier- Aesop doesn’t like to get blood on his hands directly, but has other means of getting back at people who hurt anyone he cares about or himself.

|⚰️| In this case, he’d likely mess around with them for a while, not enough to hurt them- but enough to scare the person who hurt you into backing off.

|⚰️| This usually stays at just odd stare downs and glares, along with a few blunt words from Aesop. But if the fight was bad enough, best believe Aesop will do his best to screw them over in the next matches he has with them.

|⚰️| You’re one of the only living (perhaps?) people he loves, if anyone hurt you- he’d probably not take it very well.

2) Eli | Seer

|🤍| Eli’s inability to directly see what’s occurring would make it very unlikely that he’d step into the fight. Instead, he’d probably do his best to convince you two to stop. Or, if needs be, call for help from another manor resident.

|🤍| He can’t see how bad the damage is unless Brooke is with him.. and assuming he may not under this circumstance- he’d probably take you to Emily just to make sure you’re fine.

|🤍| He’s super gentle when touching your face after finding out you had been punched there, worried he could potentially cause more pain. (Not in a himbo way but in like a caring way idk)

|🤍| Quite awkward approaching the subject with you, but Eli does scold you quite a bit for getting into a fight in the first place

|🤍| “what were you thinking, (name)? You could have gotten much more hurt than you did!”

|🤍| Like Aesop- he wouldn’t do anything physical to your attacker (but for Eli, it’s simply because he isn’t in a good condition for fighting. If he could see, he’d probably deliver the other person a quick smack)

|🤍| Instead, the other person can safely bet they will not be receiving any owls or protection from Eli for a while.

|🤍| He does hold grudges to an extent when it comes to people harming his loved ones, and would probably be upset and anxious about you getting into a fight for weeks afterwards.

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[heartshapedbubble]

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🗡

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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[dentiststoothfairy]

tׁׅᨵׁׅׅᨵׁׅׅtׁׅhׁׅ֮'ׅ꯱ ꪱׁׁׁׅׅׅ݊ꪀtׁׅꫀׁׅܻ݊ꭈׁׅɑׁׅᝯׁ֒tׁׅꪱׁׁׁׁׅׅׅׅ᥎ׁׅꫀׁׅܻ݊ ᝯׁ֒hׁׅ֮ꭈׁׅꪱׁׁׁׅׅׅׅ꯱tׁׅꩇׁׅ֪݊ ɑׁׅׅ꯱ ƙׁׅꪱׁׁׁׅׅׅׅ꯱ׅ꯱

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ᴄʜʀɪsᴛᴍᴀs ᴛɪᴍᴇ ɪɴ ᴏʟᴇᴛᴜs ᴍᴀɴᴏʀ ɪs ᴀ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ғᴜʟʟ ᴏғ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀ. ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛᴡɪɴᴋʟᴇ ɪɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ғʟᴀᴋᴇ ᴏғ sɴᴏᴡ ғᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ sᴋʏ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴅᴇsᴄᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴀɴɢᴇʟs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʟɪᴘ-ᴄʟᴏᴘᴘɪɴɢ ᴏғ ʀᴇɪɴᴅᴇᴇʀ ʜᴏᴏᴠᴇs ɪs ᴛʜᴇ sᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs ᴛᴏ ʜᴇᴀʀ.

ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏ ᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴛ. ʙʏ ʜᴇʟᴘɪɴɢ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴᴏʀ, ʙʏ ᴠᴏᴛɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴅᴇᴄɪsɪᴏɴs ᴀɴᴅ ʙʏ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ᴄᴀsᴛ ᴏғ ɪᴅᴇɴᴛɪᴛʏ ᴠ, ᴘᴇʀʜᴀᴘs ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ғɪɴᴅ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ sʜᴀʀᴇ ᴀ ᴍɪsᴛʟᴇᴛᴏᴇ ᴋɪss ᴡɪᴛʜ.

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"Wake up! Wake up!" A voice rung out, the rapping on my Guest Room in Oletus Manor woke me up from my peaceful slumber. I slammed a pillow on my face, closed my eyes gently and prayed that Mike would leave me alone. I had no idea what time it was, but whatever time it was... It didn't matter, let me sleep damnit!

"[Name]! It's Christmas!" My door swung open with the smell of gasses filling the room. Had he used his bombs on my door knob?! I sat up with my eyes glaring into his bright ones. His freckled smile holding an incomparable shine that rivaled any star.

"There better be a new lock in one of my presents." I frowned, crawling my way from under my sheets. Mike let out a playful laugh before closing my busted door, allowing me the privacy to get presentable for the day.

As I styled my hair the way I liked it, I couldn't help but throw in a Christmas accessory, just to make things for festive. With a smile, I got into my outfit of the day.

As I shoved my (now broken) door open, I noticed the change in the Manor's hallways. Tinsel lined the trimming of the walls intertwined with beautiful Christmas lights that twinkled with a small golden glow. I have a light gasp. Had the manor magically done this overnight? Or did someone really manage to decorate such a large mansion in one night?

"You know." Mike's voice pulled my attention from the lights onto him. He must've waited for me outside. He was leaning on a wall, with a reindeer antler headband that was somehow mixed into his curly hair and a festive Christmas attire to match. "They say Saint Nicholas goes around the world in one night. Do ya think whoever did this.. Wonderful Christmas decorations did this in one night too?" He winked playfully.

I rolled my eyes at his cheek and followed the manor hallway down, as I entered near the main courtroom.. There was so much going on..!

Emma, Tracy and Lily were all seen dangling off poor Leo who was struggling to raise the three playful girls off him. He was dressed as Santa, so of course they were more than happy to ask Leo what kind of presents he bought.

But the smile on Emma's face.

It lit up the whole room.

Naib and Ganji were about to St.- Start fighting? They had their hands up and all... Norton was currently holding bets with his hand up.

"We've got two on Subedar." I noticed William and Aesop perk up slightly. Naib shot a look towards Eli who gave a sheepish smile, gambling against his friend. How funny.

Melly, Alice, Orpheus and unsurprisingly Helena were all feverishly discussing some type of book that I noticed. They all spoke much quieter than the guys, so it was more difficult to pick up on the conversation but the cover read "The Little Match Girl."

Mike besides me ran towards a fellow group of blondes. Anne seemed hard at work along side an identically hard working Victor, they were feverishly wrapping presents for other survivors and a few for the hunters. A few toys made by Anne, telling from the beautiful paintwork on the wood and Victor would obviously deliver them... And Edgar who was doing a sketch besides them. All three of them kneeling on the ground to which Mike practically knocked those bowling pins go the ground.

I could always go find some other survivors.. Or find the Hunters instead.

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[yanderes-galore]

Yandere Mir! Naib pls! Its been so long since weve talked abt that evol gremlin >:3 and i loved the backstory u wrote for him

I used the backstory I wrote for him to make a concept :) Sorry for the long wait, not into IDV rn.

I'm not used to making a concept from a scenario ^^; usually it's the other way around. I pull from my fic "Wither" a lot in this so I recommend you read it.

Yandere! MIR! Naib Subedar Concept

Possible Trigger Warnings: Obsession, Vague explicit behavior, Kidnapping, Murder, Violence, Blood, Forced relationship, Dehumanization, Manipulation, Sadism, Cults, "Marking" mention, Power dynamic.

- First, a small summary of Wither.

- Naib, before he was known as Man In Red, most likely met you in the town you both grew up in.

- He fell for you and that's where his obsession first rooted.

- Except at the time is wasn't really an obsession, it was just a crush.

- You two would send letters to each other and grew close.

- Then you turn him away for another man, just like in the backstory.

- Leading Naib to slowly (and painfully) morph into a demon through hanahaki disease and some odd otherworldly force.

- Now, when you meet Naib again, he is no longer himself.

- He is now known as the demonic leader, Man In Red, or MIR for short.

- MIR's Possessive, Sadistic, Flirtatious, Manipulative, Cold/Cruel, and Obsessive over you.

- MIR lost his memory since he became what he is now, so when you come back into your old town with your new spouse, Runaway (Real name Edgar), he isn't sure who you are just yet.

- (Honestly, rereading the Wither fic gave me RE8 vibes before I knew what it was, lol)

- The demon feels some sort of familiar connection to you but can't figure it out.

- Leading to MIR to subject you to his sadistic games until he figures out who you are.

- You can bet Runaway's being put through hell, too.

- "Welcome to my town, I'll be sure you're both given a warm welcome."

- Once MIR remembers who you are over time, it's all over.

- MIR is possessive, once he knows you were his beloved, say goodbye to Runaway.

- He'd make everything a game, too.

- Taunting you about how Runaway will be sacrificed in front of all his followers.

- How Runaway is a parasite in his prospering ecosystem.

- He can thank the guy for one thing, though.

- Bringing you back to MIR, where you belong.

- Think about it, Runaway caused all of this, it's only fair he pays what's due?

- His blood splattered across these city streets....

- MIR is also not normally one to share.

- But as this town runs on a cult dynamic, only his most trusted followers can speak with you.

- He won't let them get too greedy, though.

- This shows his sadistic behavior, too.

- Murder or kidnapping doesn't phase him, he'd kill in front of you and even make a big deal out of it.

- Taunting all the while with a grin.

- "What's wrong, my butterfly? Scared of a little blood~?"

- Flirting and lechery is also what he subjects you to.

- MIR is disgusting at times.

- Always making little comments towards you.

- Feeling you up and maybe even marking you.

- He's capable of such dirty things... he is a demon, after all.

- MIR can also be cold and cruel.

- He doesn't care if his followers die.

- He doesn't care if he has to hurt you.

- MIR is an evil creature and mortal life doesn't concern him.

- Although if you're dying he refuses to let it happen-

- He has powers, if he wanted you back, he could get you back.

- Yay for otherworldly entity powers, right?

- Lastly, obsessive.

- MIR will not leave you alone sometimes.

- More like most of the time... as he still has cult leader duties.

- He sees you as a pet, something to pester whenever he wants.

- His transformation made his crush turn to obsession.

- You made him like this.

- Your presence alleviates his yearning whenever near.

- Fate has brought you two together again.

- Now you'll never leave this demon's clutches.

- "I became this when you left. Do you really think I'd just let you walk out, butterfly?"

#yandere idv #yandere identity v #yandere mir naib #yandere man in red #yandere naib subedar

[fishandships]

hang on that last 5th Anniversary art was so cute i gotta gush about my faves cause there's so many details i love ;w;

Hunter Luchino having zero chill as usual, but fortunately it looks like Bane is prepared (and hopefully will catch Joker as well) - also Philippe protecting Christina from being bonked on the head 🥺

meanwhile Survivor Luchino drinking again but in his defense it is a party!

tfw someone drags you to a party you don't want to go to in the first place and your evil zombie boss is there someone help this poor man ;3;

i love the idea of Kurt and Norton being spelunking buddies (but be careful Kurt i bet he's gonna charge a pretty penny for his guide services)

i'm always soft for Hastur doing Mortal Things with Mortals it's so cute ;w;

Apostle and Blodeuwedd hate each other which is very interesting considering Apostle is a demigod and Blodeuwedd may or may not be a human soul

Luca kicking Freddy in the head as he deserves

THIS TOOK ME A MINUTE but it looks like William and Wujiu are throwing blueberries for Ganji and Bonbon to hit (but they accidentally bystanded Leo). i wonder how many entire blueberries Naib has eaten by himself :P

#river babbles #so many tags Ah #🦎 #🦌 #🧲 #🐙 #💡 #🏏 #⏳

[yanderefantasies]

naib sneaking off onto readers room in the servants wing of the manor

its dark but naib managed get in quietly and started spoon reader but accidentally woke reader up, reader half asleep assumes ganji and calls out to him, no response and assumes ganji is upset with him so he starts giving 'ganji' some neck smooches

but naib literally just felt his heart explode feeling readers soft lips against his neck, i bet he wont say anything

It develops into sex and uh

Reader realizes

When he hears Naib groan

That it def isn’t Ganji’s voice

So like

Whoops ig

[sleepingcup]

Rue Character File

Observer: Miss Nightingale

cw: mentions for self-harm, depression, and dark themes

"Servant / Executioner"

Current Name: Rue Real Name: Rue Code/Fake Name: (y/n)

Birthday: February 28, ???? Height: 6,00 cm

Occupation: Servant [Void Walker] Status: Currently on a mission

About:  Rue is an artificial human created by celestia as a lab rat to become an artificial ruler, however, their plans failed and she sacrificed herself. The girl thought she was dead, until I decided to summon her to my world in hopes to relieve her endless pain.

 Currently given by the mission I told her, she is tasked to take care of a boy name Aesopie since there seems to be an error happening on the world. But that info will be classified for the time being.

 However, what is interesting despite Rue being an artificial human. She made sure that she too has a weakness, a simple destructive stab to the heart is the only thing that kill her. But sadly she isn't easy to kill, even mind games won't even let her.

Experiences:  Since her occupation is "Servant" the large amount of talents that she worked on was a large list that I can't even fill out the rest.

 Her main talents were mostly combat, cooking, and strategizing. Even if she is smart, sometimes she wanted to make bad or stupid decisions that can fool people.

 There were other talents she have.... It would be best if that is classified for the time being.

Mental Conditions:  Despite the large amount of insanity that woman has, the plans she created for herself was interesting what I have anticipated.

 Coming from clones she created to find a perfect host to become a project "void walker" the final experiment, there was no cure to her mental illness.

 From her part experiences, she is a TOOL to her creator. Being a renegade to a certain large amount of people by controlling her, using a tiny portal to create a chain to her scared eye. But since her creator is gone. It is safe to say that she won't be controlled anymore.

 The not surprising part is how Rue was able to burn her left eye, she did said to Aesop before that she just burn it since she lost to a bet.

 She is stoic, selectively mute, but underneath her stoic expression was a large amount of pain she had bottled up. But other disturbing habits of her was secretly harming herself that no one else would have noticed, thankfully she stopped ever since her nightmare ended.

Love Experiences:  Unfortunately there is no romance experience, the lady remained single the entre time.

 The chances for Rue to fall in love is almost impossible.

Relationships:

Aesopie - Main objective yet she grew soft to the boy after reviewing her reports, would be best to review her expressions from the boy. Of course, there was no hints of romance. Hamlet - A new observation from her reports, but Rue seems to be normal with Hamlet since their both objectives are aligned. Miss Nightingale - It is funny to say this, but that is classified.

[There is another person that Rue knows, but sadly I don’t know his name.]

Audrie - Someone who treated nicely before Rue disappeared Vance - Teammate but is missing from a final fight to Rue Nick - Teammate until Rue is controlled to betray the team Noah - Teammate until Rue is controlled to betray the team

Her Creator - Of course it is the ONLY person she hates.

[There are other people that Rue knows in Teyvat, sadly her friendship with them are ended in a tragic way. Their world sure can be full of misunderstandings.]

Aesop Carl - Friends / Neutral [ A shame that it was possible for her to grow a deeper connection with him] Tracy Reznik - Friends / Neutral Eli Clark - Friends / Neutral Norton Campbell - Friends / Neutral Naib Subedar - Friends / Neutral Victor Grantz - Friends / Neutral Ganji Gupta - Friends / Neutral Emma Woods - Friends / Neutral Annie Lester - Friends / Neutral Mary Antoniette - Friends / Neutral Michiko - Friends / Neutral Grace - Friends / Neutral Galatea - Friends / Neutral Wu Chang (Xie Bi'an & Fan Wujiu) - Friends / Neutral Orpheus & Nightmare - Friends / Neutral [There are other survivor and hunters that are friends with her except, Thief, Lawyer, Photographer, and ???]

#rue #character file

[niishi]

Wait..... They should make like an "all stars" team of players who got in trouble for trying to murder ppl before the game even started so then Norton and naib can be on a team. I bet they'd slay so much cunt working together.

[reveal-the-news]

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[ch6douin]

I imagine sometimes the plushies get into fights. Not very often but occasionally a lil plushie fight breaks out. Its the funniest thing ever. https://youtu.be/dM-GEnvlkRM?si=IqbpkJMrhZXxBAne similar to this minus the noises. Their big heads get in the way, their limbs might not be long enough to make any hits but by god they are doing their best to land some. Player separates them but they are barely holding on, trying so hard not to laugh, they give them to their respective survivors selfs to hold them for a bit while they calm down and so player can laugh about it away from them.

not the gay ass frogs 💀💀 the plushies that fight a lot are kreacher and freddy, one bump into each other and that's enough for them to start fist fighting 😭😭. If you're not near, Plush!Naib or Plush!Orpheus will do the job of separating them. But if they still don't stop you can bet that Plush!Naib is joining the fight and beating both of their asses.

(also is it just me that imagines the sound of their steps as something similar to Pompom's walking sound effect?)

#idvselfaware #self aware au #asks #idv x reader #identity v x reader #idv mercenary

[sakurayumeno]

Teasing During Match

Characters: Aesop, Eli, Naib, Norton, Philippe, Joseph.

Genre: Nsfw, One-shot.

Synopsis: Teasing your lover during a match didn't end in the way you were expecting. Instead you got something much, much different. Guess you just have to face the consequences of your actions.

Warnings: Fem. reader, fingering, rough sex, oral, unprotected sex, degradation, praising, asphyxiation, overstimulation, choking, orgasm control, edging, slapping, me forgetting how to write nsfw lol.

A/N: I wanted to see if I could still write this stuff but dang, I forgot how wearing it is (╥﹏╥) it isn't very good imo, but enjoy (ALSO LETS PRETEND THAT PHILIPPES STATUE OF HIS SISTER ISNT ON HIM FOR THE SAKE OF THIS STORY 😭😩)

Aesop

"Again."

He commanded as you just finished what you thought would be the last orgasm he would give, but oh were you wrong. Something snapped in him from what you did. He kept telling you now wasn't the time, but that only fell on deaf ears. You didn't feel sorry for him in that moment and now, neither is he.

"A-aesop I don't think I can-"

"You can and you will."

He stared at you with such a stern expression—one you've never seen before. The amount of seriousness evoked in what he said sent shivers of fear and slight excitement down your spine. Seeing him in such a state made him look incredibly sexy, but shit, again?

His hand buried deep within your dripping cunt started to move with such brutal pace. Still being sensitive from the last one, you let out a shaky moan at his unexpected roughness. The fingers inside you curled hitting your g-spot over and over as he moved his thumb to apply pressure against your overstimuated clit once again.

You could feel it start again. That same blinding upcoming pleasure that he kept giving you for what felt like hours. It amazed you how good he was, and embarrassed you at how easily you came undone with him just finger fucking you. The nearing euphoria made you arch your back in ecstasy, that was until a hand abruptly pushed you back down.

"If you move one more time, I promise you I'll leave you here with nothing, got it? Now it looks like we'll have to start your high from the beginning."

This was gonna be a long night...

Eli

"God, you don't know how much I had to restrain myself from taking you right then and there, Y/N."

Eli's words dripped with lust as he carefully removed your undergarments, revealing your pussy for all to see. Your mind fogged with the ignominy of having someone look at your most sensitive parts, what made it even worse was that you knew he wasn't going to stop there.

You trembled, feeling his tongue lick a long stripe along the folds of your cunt, lapping up all the juices that came out as he continued, his hands gripping your thighs to hold them apart.

This whole time you've been trying desperately to hold in your mewls at the feeling, but the more you resisted, the harder it got. The knowledge of how much of a mess he made you only made him drive his tongue deeper inside of you, pleasuring you to the fullest.

"Eli, wait, I- I think gonna-"

"Do it, my love. I know you can."

He panted out, taking your clit between his teeth gently and rubbing his tongue over it in a way that made you see stars. That was the final push that had you cumming all over his mouth, the knot in your stomach finally coming undone as he ate you out.

"You tasted amazing, Y/N. What a good girl you were for me."

Naib

"You're such a fucking slut."

Naib spat, his hand tangled in your hair as you choked on his cock. You've lost count on how much you've gagged on him with how much he forced your head to suck him off—no, even that'd be too nice of an explanation. Suffocating you with his cock would be more accurate, you're barely sucking it anymore with how fast he moved. He'd leave you gasping for air when he finally allowed and even then you're right back down again.

"I bet you're enjoying this, aren't you? Of course you would, you little bitch. Couldn't even wait until the damn match was over huh? Do you have anything to say for yourself or have you completely lost your dignity?"

He sneered, yanking your head off of him, leaving a long string of spit as your only connection. You took this chance to finally catch your breath before rasping out a pathetic 'sorry' with your drool coated lips, but he wasn't satisfied with that.

"Let's try again. Once you give me an actual apology, maybe then I'll stop. Though, you'll probably leave with the taste of my dick stained in your mouth, won't you?"

Norton

Regret coursed through your body as you realized your situation. It may have been fun teasing him, watching him get more horny with everything you did. "Innocently" hugging his arm to your body to give him a feel of it, bending over too far on the cipher, even feeling him up under the table before the match started. You admit, you did want what you had right now, but not like... this.

"Go on, I'm waiting."

Turning red at his words, you moved to aim yourself on top of his cock, hesitantly inserting himself into you. You could never forget how thick he was, his girth painfully stretching you to your limit as you carefully tried moving, but couldn't even take him halfway to his base.

Norton on the other hand took great enjoyment from your struggle. Watching as your pussy sucked as much as it could of his cock. The sight alone could make him cum, but where was the fun in finishing this "punishment" early?

"You're taking too long." He said before grabbing you by the ass and forcing you down on him, bottoming you out in the process. A loud moan squeezed out of your throat as he rammed into you at a ruthless pace, leaving behind the filthy sound of your skin slapping against his.

"You-- you never learn, do you? Do you really crave my cock that bad? For me to fuck you senseless? To manhandle you 'till you can barley walk? Don't worry, I'll fuck you so stupid, walking'll be the last thing you think about."

Philippe

"Nngh-- Philippe s-slow down!" His pace was unrelenting as his cock drilled into you from behind, the pleasure making you lightheaded. You don't even know if the words made it out of your mouth with how weak you felt beneath him. Or was it because of how tight his hand was around your throat? You weren't sure anymore, all you could focus on right now was the man mounting you like you were a bitch in heat.

"Oh? Isn't this what you wanted? Taunting me with your body, you were begging me to fuck you. I'm only giving in to your needs, Y/N."

Pulling out and giving a particularly hard thrust proved your need for him further, making you cry out in masochistic bliss, though as if he needed anymore proof with how wet your pussy got around him.

"Hah- I'm close. What do you think? Should I finish inside of you or on your beautiful body?" You didn't have the energy to respond, but Philippe already knew your answer. The hand on your throat pulls you against him, bodies connecting as you two came with each other. 'Fuckk it felt so good', you thought, until you felt your your body start to go faint in his arms. Right before you do, you feel someone slap you awake.

"Hey, who said you could go fainting on me like that? I want you to be awake to feel my cum leaking out of your tight hole."

Joseph

"Ah ah ah, not yet, chére. I know you can hold it in for a little while longer, can't you?"

Joseph smirked as he pulled out right before your release, groaning in the ever so familiar emptiness he caused so many times. Enraptured in the sight of your hickey ridden body, he sardonically traced over the bruises he left behind.

"You do know why I'm doing this, right? You humiliated me in today's match despite you knowing it wasn't a very nice thing to do. Normally I'd go on with denying you, but since you were such a good girl for me, I'll give you this one chance. So tell me, do you want to cum, my little Y/N?" Joseph cooed, lightly rubbing your overstimulated bud. The offer seemed like a blessing in your eyes in your situation, one you couldn't possibly pass up.

"Yes- yes please Joseph, please let me cum! I'll do anything, just please, please let me!!"

You cried in exasperation, knowing you'd be ashamed for saying that later, but you're just too sex-craved to care right now. You needed your long awaited release. He let out a loud cackle at your pathetic plead before taking your face in his other hand as he stares down at you with a sadistic, yet proud grin.

"That's my girl."

#idv #identity v #idv x reader #identity v x reader #idv oneshot #idv embalmer #idv aesop carl #aesop carl x reader #idv seer #idv eli clark #eli clark x reader #idv mercenary #idv naib subedar #naib subedar x reader #idv prospector #idv norton campbell #norton campbell x reader #idv wax artist #idv philippe #idv wax artist x reader #philippe x reader #idv photographer #idv joseph #joseph desaulniers x reader #idv smut

[cachetadas]

i'm never gonna be your star

synopsis: ganji assumes his hatred for you runs bone deep. tucked within his marrow is rage stemming from your arrogant gaze as you taunt him with honey drizzled insults. and despite his best interests, he will endure it.

pairing: ganji gupta & reader

warnings: cussing, violent imagery, smoking, two people who are majorly incompatible

note: have noticed recently that romance is not my strong suit and i just like to write cunts bothering each other till they kiss or something. however, ganji is not the cunt in this scenario—you are and it's my biggest slay.

Ganji does not understand this burning vitriol that burrows within his chest when his sight crosses you. Does not know how to unpack the violent urge to dent your skull when he hears saccharine condensation pour from your lips. He does know that he despises you and everything you stand for. Knows not to come across your small nook in the manner unless he needs a clear reminder of his divine patience.

It's not an urge he succumbs to frequently so he cannot comprehend the steps that lead him there. Near the pitifully small fire trying to kindle through means of parchment and twigs. At that point, the flame is only feeding itself through determination. It sickens him, tying his stomach into knots long before you enter his consciousness. He would rather suffer the cold than witness it any longer.

Instead, Ganji goes outside. Doesn't have a single coat to his name and refuses to ask someone for theirs. They will peer at him with concern, warn of the blizzard occurring outside before sitting him where he is trying to flee. Well, he feels flee is a strong word after contemplation but objectively—it's a true descriptor.

The door creaks too loudly for his liking and luckily, no one seems to be bothered by the noise. After all, he slipped past the kitchen where only a single candle bathed the space in a shallow glow. His shadow expands against the worn ivory walls, wood splintering, and rotting holes even splotch the cabinets.

Ganji notices that loved homes feel lived in. Even in the dark, they exude warmth and floorboards will rasp with reverence when wandering through it. It feels like when a knife carves into bread just to pull the stuffing to share, to live in, to feel full. Loving homes are not hollow; neither are they covered in terrible wallpaper. Yet, he finds it rude to outwardly comment on a place that isn't his own.

Even in this lawless hell, he finds time to be courteous.

Still, that is challenged once his eyes meet yours. His hair is ruffled by the winter's breath, a cinder emits a soft glow that minimizes once put to your lips, and the porch squeals from the frost. If you recognize his silhouette, you make no grand show of it. Instead, a grunt is his only greeting as you seem overly preoccupied with preparing a cigar for someone in the manor.

He lets the quiet overtake him, going through a list of possible victims that risked their peace just for a smidge of relief. Naib has recently indulged in the habit as a small bond with Norton. Demi and Tracy are not above a shameful smoke on the balcony, laughs rushing through the mansion to allow some sort of normalcy. He supposes that's what you're good at. Allowing for people to feel no chagrin with their basic inhibitions, perhaps because you're aware that out of everyone—you are far more fractured than anyone here.

"They finally let you rest, rookie?" you croon, a wicked smirk curling at the edge of your lips. Nursing a cigarette whose smoke trails toward him every time a breeze rustles by. He realizes another thing he hates about you too; your scent and how nicotine is intrinsically tied to your being. "Bet you were a star out there, yeah? Got the crowd going wild and everything."

It's nothing personal, it's something you once admitted to him after he refused to share a space while shielding away from the hunter. You just like to pick at the wound, peeling back old scabs just so they can bleed anew. Is the hatred in your heart something that just bloomed as time went on or did it sprout the moment of your birth? He cannot imagine someone so bitter and shrewd content with their existence but here you are.

"Is there ever a moment where you shut the fuck up?"

You gasp, mock distress tracing your expression that's hidden behind a hand. "All this hostility over some adoration from your number one fan. Thought we were better friends than that, Ganji."

The insinuation that the two of you have ever had a bond threading the line of camaraderie is hilarious at best and insulting in any other scenario. He hates this unearned familiarity. It gives him the heat he was searching for, flushed throughout his body is some grandiose vexation but feels as if it cost too much. Many here have made a deal with a devil and paid for it with their life.

With you, Ganji trades his sanity.

"You've been spending too much time with Emil considering how delusional you are." At this point, he's only feeding the beast. He isn't stupid, not by a long shot, but he refuses the warm embrace lingering past those doors and would rather entertain you instead.

He bristles at your shrug. Nonchalance only seeming to irritate him further. "He's a good kid, doesn't have a stick up his ass either."

His gaze falls on your hands, tendrils of smoke rising to kiss frost-bitten air. Fingers deftly bind the filling of the cigar. Traces of concentration linger against your expression, maybe even bordering on frustration. Even in this moment of peace—belligerence taints your actions; roughly curling the wrapper around the slender cigar before capping it. He's entranced by the subtle movement, chilled hands preparing a gift for someone who will only give it hollow appraisal.

Sometimes, he finds himself to be romantic about the littlest things. He could be a poet if he ever finds the time. "Would offer to craft you one but I know you're just the epitome of picture-perfect health."

On some level, Ganji finds himself shocked to be greeted by your gaze. There's a certain impersonal quality with any discussion you carry: focusing on another task, intentionally facing away from the interlocutor, humming instead of countering at moments. He might find conversations with a mannequin to be more enthralling but he might indulge in this rare moment.

Well, indulging is a stretch—he finds himself agreeing more with experimenting or investigating.

"Glad to see you're so insistent on pushing charcoal lungs." His grimace tightens, realizing halfway how pouty he must appear to you. A petulant child whose only defense is low-level quips that sting like paper cuts.

Laughter bubbles within your throat, something akin to a wheeze or scoff escapes. It's not a pretty sound; doesn't sing like wind chimes. Yet, it's distinctly yours. "I just know you would so ravishing with them."

There's another silence that expands, a neutral one. One voided of the natural tension that seems to bubble between you and him. The snow settles on his bare skin, nearly even threatening to extinguish the ember on its last limb. Yet, you put the poor cigarette out of its misery. Recklessly stamping the bud with your palm, only a slight grimace coming onto your lips. As if the possibility of getting seared is a mere inconvenience to the ashes that pollute your sleeve.

The polished cigar sits in your lap: long and slender without branding. From what he's picked up, you had one in a lifetime before this one. He wonders if you were just as miserable then. "Would you actually like one or are you just humoring me for some companionship?"

He sighs, wringing his hands for a few seconds. The cold is getting harsher as the night blankets this place in a harsh freeze and he can't find any reason to stay. Even after particularly riveting banter, he can't say he enjoys your presence any more than previously.

So, his feet should pick up. To slight you, he should leave without any parting words. He ruminates on this for a minute. "It's getting cold out. You should head inside soon." Shivers race up his spine as his heel is planted and spins towards the door. It isn't that tumultuous of a journey, just a few steps to slip away into a tepid house.

"Ganji," he turns back, grimacing as soon as he notices that he beckons to your call. "my jacket's on the coat rack near the dining room. Lord knows you're a few degrees short of an amputation."

He grumbles. It's not a coherent sentence, not even sure that it was a completed thought that tumbled off his tongue.

When Ganji returns inside, it's then that he appends to his unwilling comprehension of you. He witnesses your coat bathed in that same kitchen candle gleam. Doesn't know how it manages to fit around his frame so well. Doesn't know why it's the only item you have that doesn't reek of tobacco.

However, he does know that it caress his slender shoulders. He knows that when the time comes, he will play this game all over again. Waiting for the day you will coo his name and ask for this jacket's return.

#listen ... i just need animosity like i crave i greatly #nothing is really resolved but it's like extending courtesy by sharing personal items #thats my jam like THATS MY THING #ganji gupta x reader #idv x reader #gender neutral reader #ganji gupta #idv batter x reader #idv writing #identity v writing #ganji x reader #identity v x reader #hotnfun.txt

[idv-hc-center]

Fluff 39 for Norton? ❤️

39 - "you ramble and it's adorable"

You had a habit of rambling. A lot.

You didn't even realize when you started talking, but every time you got excited about something, you just couldn't stop

Sometimes you would get a little self-conscious, thinking that others find it annoying

You had a few upsetting situations when someone outwardly said you should 'calm down', and it kind of stick to you

But whenever you were with people that you loved and liked, it somehow still slipped

Especially around Norton

No matter the topic, you could go on tangents about it if you found it interesting

Once you started to explain to him a particular situation during one of the matches that you were especially proud of

"And Naib got terror shocked, but I couldn't let Victor die on the chair, so I went to rescue, and somehow they hit the chair and, I still had tide so when they hit me I just popped the cipher, and we got a tie!"

When you finished, you could see Norton smiling at you

You were kind of confused, so you asked him about it

"You ramble, and it's adorable"

Your face quickly changed into a bright shade of red as you looked down

You really didn't expect this answer

but it was validating he didn't found your rambling weird or annoying

Norton really had no idea how happy he made you then

You quickly went to hug him

"Thank you," you whispered to his confusion

"For what?"

"That you don't find it annoying," you explained, hiding your face in his chest

"Why would I find it annoying?" he looked down on you

"I don't know, it seems annoying."

He chuckled in response

"Nothing you do is annoying, and even if it was, I bet it would be more adorable than annoying."

#identity v #idv #identity v headcanons #identity v x you #identity v imagines #identity v x reader #idv x reader #norton campbell #norton campbell x reader #norton x reader #identity v prospector #idv prospector #100 followers event 🎻

[dentiststoothfairy]

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℘ɑׁׅꭈׁׅtׁׅ ܻ⨍ᨵׁׅׅυׁׅꭈׁׅ

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ᴄʜʀɪsᴛᴍᴀs ᴛɪᴍᴇ ɪɴ ᴏʟᴇᴛᴜs ᴍᴀɴᴏʀ ɪs ᴀ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ғᴜʟʟ ᴏғ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀ. ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛᴡɪɴᴋʟᴇ ɪɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ғʟᴀᴋᴇ ᴏғ sɴᴏᴡ ғᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ sᴋʏ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴅᴇsᴄᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴀɴɢᴇʟs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʟɪᴘ-ᴄʟᴏᴘᴘɪɴɢ ᴏғ ʀᴇɪɴᴅᴇᴇʀ ʜᴏᴏᴠᴇs ɪs ᴛʜᴇ sᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs ᴛᴏ ʜᴇᴀʀ.

ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏ ᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴛ. ʙʏ ʜᴇʟᴘɪɴɢ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴᴏʀ, ʙʏ ᴠᴏᴛɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴅᴇᴄɪsɪᴏɴs ᴀɴᴅ ʙʏ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ᴄᴀsᴛ ᴏғ ɪᴅᴇɴᴛɪᴛʏ ᴠ, ᴘᴇʀʜᴀᴘs ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ғɪɴᴅ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ sʜᴀʀᴇ ᴀ ᴍɪsᴛʟᴇᴛᴏᴇ ᴋɪss ᴡɪᴛʜ.

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I shook my head a little, fighting off the smile on my face.

"I'm good thanks, I'm really just here for Ganji."

Demi gave a loose shrug before shifting her weight onto her hip as she adjusted her seat. "More for me then!" She hummed happily.

Emily was lightly scolding Ganji for what I can only assume was ten minutes straight as she patched him up. And soon, he rolled off the bed and rolled his shoulder blade.

"Alright, [Name]. Let's get out of here."

"Should we send Naib in now?" I looked over at Emily, as Ganji retreated to my side. Emily looked at her wine, then at Demi, back at me with a look of total exhaustion.

".. Might as well."

Ganji nodded, his curls bouncing with the movement. "Bet, we'll go get Subedar." He adjusted his shirt collar as the two of us set off to go fetch the Mercenary.

"Poor Emily. You two must drive that poor woman insane during Christmas." I laughed lightly, not even trying to hide my smile.

Ganji scratched the corner of his eye before responding with a sharp "Well, she can deal." And before I could even answer back, I felt a tap on my shoulder. As I looked, I spotted the gorgeous Geisha.

".. Michiko? What are you doing in the Survivor Manor?" I placed my hand on my hip as I spotted the large woman. Behind her, Memory was clearly hiding behind her back and was giggling to herself.

Ganji stiffened slightly and turned around, raising an eyebrow, he didn't greet her.

She gave a timid smile as she closed her fan, dropping it into her palm.

"Hello, [name] and Ganji. I hope you two are having a wonderful Christmas.." She began, a butterfly flying around her to match her movements that were smooth and graceful. Her eyes softened towards the Batter next to me.

"Mister Gupta.. Are you alright? You're not hurt, are you?" Her accent was as sweet as milk tea and as warm as a knitted sweater. Despite the warmth in her tone, Ganji didn't loosen up.

"Don't know why you care." He tarted, crossing his arms. I sent him a quick, disapproving look... He simply scoffed and rolled his eyes.

"Uh-.. Well, um.." Michiko's voice wavered from the embarrassment of that awkward conversation before Memory sneaked out from behind her.

"Would you guys like some gingerbread? Mrs Geisha and I made it for everyone!"

So that's where Ada and Emil had their gingerbread..! Memory and Michiko were handing it out to everyone!

"I worked really hard on it! I even did the decorations!" She raised a large tray that was attached to two straps around her shoulders. The icing was messy and the gumdrops were sliding off the front of the gingerbread.

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