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abandonedbun · 2 years

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I have a Luca Balsa request,,If u write nsfw.. Him with an oral fixation. thats it (if u want u can also add naib, mike, norton, victor and andrew 💕 and whoever else u want) HVE A NICE DAY BUN <3

Bun had to restart this SO MANY TIMES BECAUSE TUMBLR’S MEANNNN! But she finished! Bun loooved doing this, she loves them so much >/////<

Fun fact! Bun thinks Victor would have an oral fixation the most out of the characters! :3 oh and she listened to ‘shame’ by Mitski when writing Andrew’s part

Bun did it where the reader’s receiving, she’s gotta work on her smut more

Content note:Mentions of overstim, edging, face sitting mentioned for Mike, Victor being soft and perfect because he’s the world’s most perfect man and nobody can tell Bun otherwise, also mentions of wearing Victor’s stuff (hat, shirts, uniform), praising, roughness

Please give Bun tips on how to improve! They’re very appreciated!

Nsfw under read more!

Luca Balsa <333

Luca isn’t the most experienced when it comes to sex in general, so he’d need some guidance for when it comes to giving you oral

He also isn’t the fastest learner, but he tries!

When he gets the hang of things he’s going to be almost addicted to your taste

Loves being between your thighs, one of his fav things

He’s very skilled with his hands, and has a long tongue, of course he wants to use them to pleasure you!

His tongue would be licking your sex and his hands are only doubling your pleasure

He isn’t gonna stop until you’re fully satisfied

Also this sorta does pleasure him as well

When he’s done his face is going to be covered in your juices

Your thighs are gonna be a mess after, they also have some hickeys, bite marks, and slight scratches

He’d offer to clean you up after that

Sometimes cleaning up doesn’t just stay as cleaning up and it leads to him giving you head again

He enjoys this more then he ever thought he would

Naib Subedar <333

He goes pretty fast, for sex it isn’t that different

He loves oral, both receiving and giving

When he’s giving you head he’s sloppy with it, he sets up a sloppy, fast and rough pace that’ll make you squirm under him

Also somebody who loves how you taste, and he isn’t hiding it

If you try thrusting into his mouth or if you just squirm a lot he’d give a small smirk because he knows he’s doing a good job at making you feel good

More then happy to pin your hips down if he thinks it’s needed

Accidentally overstimulates you sometimes, he gets lost in the taste that he can’t help it

Now this is a bit of a guilty pleasure of his but he loves giving oral in semi public places, happens mainly if he’s pent up or very jealous

When he’s jealous his oral fixation kicks in but it’s a bit more.. extreme if that makes sense

He’d give you head in the same clothes you wore when you spoke to whoever made him jealous, only thing that’s off is your pants and underwear (or if you wear skirts/dresses, only your underwear would be off)

He’ll grab your hips and pull you closer to lick at your sex more

He’d be more sloppy and quick, wanting you to make a mess and cum all over

The sheets are a mess after, and he apologizes if he hurt you and just lets you relax

Mike Morton <333

Mike is a little gremlin, but in a lovable way

I can guarantee you that he loves giving oral, one of his top fav things

He can be so cruel sometimes, he’ll have you on the bed with you tearing up and whining!

Reason why is that he’s having the time of his life torturing you, he won’t let you cum yet! Not until he says so!

You’ll have to beg for it if you want it so badly

And when he finally thinks you’re allowed to cum he’ll speed up his pace and go at your sensitive spot even more

The gremlin purposely overstimulates you, he knows what he’s doing (also he does it with your consent 👍)

He’ll praise you and give you encouragement to keep going

Praising you how you taste so good, how you’re being so good by taking this and that you can take it for a little longer

Also very skilled with his hands so he’s definitely going to use them to make you cum more

One rubbing your sex as he licks it, and the other fingering you

Not showing any mercy as well, he’s making sure he’s satisfied (and that you’re satisfied as well)

But he does like taking his sweet time giving you head, he sees no problem in being slow once in a while

He can be dominant at times and likes having full control when giving you oral, having things his way (unless he thinks you deserve a special reward when he’s pleasuring you <3)

Since it’s Mike we’re talking about he’ll most likely ask you to sit on his face, he’s pulling your hips closer to his face and having the time of his life while you’re cumming all over his face

He’d like the favor to be returned later though, by you putting your mouth to work <3

Norton Campbell <333

He’s decently experienced, so he’d know what to do to make you feel good

And he usually doesn’t take too much advantage of it.. sometimes he does

His oral fixation can be a bit more calm but some other times he shows no mercy

He’ll purposely avoid the spots you need to be touched the most and when he sees you thrusting your hips up and whining he knows he’s doing a good job

He’s smirking by the fact you’re almost losing all self control

Doesn’t mean he’ll torture you forever though!

Norton has veeery big hands, they’re also quite roughed up from his work back in the mine! And strong, he can use them for a long time!

When he does let you squirm as much as you’d like he’ll be licking at your sex while using his hands, one rubbing/stroking it and his other hand’s fingering you while going at your sensitive spot

He usually preps you with oral so you’d experience it a lot! And he doesn’t just stop after you came once, not only does he want to make sure you’re ready but he wants to make you feel very good before it while taking his time with you (and this probably gets him more hard just saying)

By the time he’s decided to pull away his hair’s a mess, face is flushed, and covered in your cum

Maybe he should make your face a mess next…

Victor Grantz <333

Victor, my fav switch boy, he’s more sub leaning! And honestly such a sweetheart when he’s giving oral

He couldn’t bring himself to go fast, rough and sloppy when it comes to you!

He tries being careful when giving oral, making sure to be soft with it so you can enjoy it and so he can truly take his time tasting you, will go faster if you ask though!

The most shy about his oral fixation, but also has the most fantasies about giving you head

Loves giving you oral when you’re wearing something like his hat, he can never not love it

And if you were to have the same clothing size as Victor or to be smaller he’d love if you wore something like his uniform or his shirts! (If you’re smaller I’ll let you know that he finds it so cute when you’re wearing one of his shirts, especially if it slips off your shoulders)

Also could never edge you, wants you to cum on his face, he loves it <3 (or he’d swallow your cum 👀)

Victor may not overstimulate you (most of the time) but he does go many rounds with you when it comes to oral

He’d give soft praise and ask if it’s okay to go again and if you agree he’ll tell you to tell him whenever he should stop/say the safe word, he’ll kiss and rub your thighs softly until you’ve calmed down and you’re ready for another round

He’s the kind of guy to quietly moan when giving head because he loves how much you taste.. lowkey perfect

After all that he gives a kiss and cleans you up, then cuddles you :)

Andrew Kreiss

He has absolutely no experience, barely got any with pleasuring himself

Please guide him on what feels good and what doesn’t

He gets the hang of it though! And may be on his mind more often then he’d like to admit…

He thinks he’s a very big sinner for thinking and wanting to do it so often, he gets so flustered at his thoughts

But.. if it’s you it might not matter so much…

Sloppy! He can be very sloppy! Leaves you aching in a good way <3

Praise him while he’s giving you head, I can guarantee you he’ll go faster because praise does stuff to him

Accidentally rough with you, he doesn’t mean to! Not with his darling!

Accidentally biting, leaving bruises.. he does it without thinking!

He’s just so used to doing things roughly it tends to slip in to his oral fixation and sex in general! He has a hard time controlling his strength

Also may leave scratch marks on your thighs and hips by accident

Has no shame when his face are covered in your juices, it’s you and he loves every part of you <3

Praise him after praise him after praise him after please it’s so worth it

PRAISE HIM DURING IT, HIS SPEED AND ROUGHNESS PICKS UP AND GSHSHS

After he asks if it was too much, if he did good, etc

Gives you a kiss on the forehead and gets you cleaned up

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avinwrites · 1 year

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IDV Men and their Love Languages pt. 3

Characters included: Victor, Andrew, Luca, Edgar, Ganji

Victor Grantz

Victor’s intense Scopophobia as well as nervous habits made determining his love language difficult. Despite his inability to talk, as well as his social anxiety, I believe his love language is, in fact, words of affirmation. At first, I vetoed this, since he doesn’t take words at face value and believes that words written and passed back and forth mean so much more. And this still applies! He is overjoyed the first time he receives a letter addressed to himself, and this carries over to receiving letters in the manor. There’s so much one can say to him, and he doesn’t have to trip and stumble through social conventions to get the message!

-You take notice of this early on, not too long after he arrived in the manor

-You thought it’d be cute, or a little funny, to give him a welcome letter and say some sweet things and encourage him and teach him a bit about the games, since he’s a postman.

-He sends a letter back saying how thankful he is for the letter and reveals to you that he isn't one for face to face conversation

-So, you both get to know each other very well though letters

-but he observes you in conversation with others

-he believes that your genuine self comes through when you write letters and that sometimes you pretend to be different around the others

-He really wants to understand your true self better

-To do that, he writes you a letter, basically outlining his thoughts

-after a long time of correspondence, he’s come to trust you

-He asks you to meet him in a quiet, pretty place, like the garden

-There, he writes down a few questions that he expresses his wish for you to respond to them in your own voice, not to write them

-When he realizes that you speak to him the same way you write to him, he gets a little flustered

-One, he feels bad for doubting you, and two, he’s over-the-moon that you entrusted him with your true self practically without hesitation

-That's when he notices you, just as flustered as he is, for seemingly no reason

-“Victor, I have to tell you the truth about something.” You were going to do this through another letter, but now seems like the perfect moment, after having confided in each other with deep feelings and secrets.

-“I’m in love with you.” The words come out before you’re ready. You’re almost breathless, like the words were ripped from your lungs by the impenetrable claws of truth.

-He sits there for a moment, stunned, red gradually spreading across his entire face

-Then, he furiously scribbles something on the paper on front of him, scratches it out, writes something else, scratches it out as well

-Then, finally, he slides the paper towards you

-amongst the messy scribbles, four words in his distinct handwriting

-“I love you, too!”

Andrew Kreiss

He is initially afraid of affection. Previous to his life in the manor, he could only rely on his mother for comfort, and now that she is gone, he couldn’t imagine the care of another. The letter sent to him to invite him to the manor gave him hope for the first time, and in this place, he isn’t ridiculed or mocked. He still has trouble interacting with people, but he’s growing as a person. In fact, while he is living in the manor, he discovers his love language!

-When he was young, he can remember his mother pulling him close in her lap, petting his hair and whispering such sweet things to him

-He really misses her

-Sometimes, he wonders what she would think of his life now

-despite doing some immoral things in his life, then taking a sketchy offer to go to an unknown location, he thinks he’s doing ok

-Surprisingly, he’s bonded with a few people while having to live here

-the main one being you

-You were so kind to him when he first arrived

-You were the first person he met that didn’t treat him harshly or whisper behind his back about him

-It was no question that he’d become close to you

-You engage him in such interesting conversations as well

-Particularly, the conversation the two of you are in now

-“Hey, Andrew, what do you think your love language is?”

-“What is that?”

-Shocked, you explain to Andrew the main 5 love languages and what they entail. He genuinely has no idea.

-“I think you best receive love through words of affection, but I also see that makes you uncomfortable, so I’ve been having trouble figuring it out.”

-“Do you think about everyone like this?”

-“Only certain people; people I care a lot about!”

-He’s blushing, maybe it is words of affection

-“Your kind words… remind me of my mother.”

-His pale face rapidly turning red, you can’t help but test the limits of his reception of intimacy

-You pull his calloused hands into yours, watching his face intently for any sign of discomfort, or appreciation

-He stares like a deer in headlights at your hands, but does not pull away

-“Maybe you like physical affection then?” You say, coy

-“I… I think,” he’s stammering, throat dry and nervous, “I think so long as it’s you… I’d be fine with anything.”

-Ah, now he’s got you blushing

-Guess you’ll have to show him different types of affection more often!

Luca Balsa

Luca spends a lot of his time working. He’s desperate to remember his old ideas, and often forgets to take care of himself. The best way to show that one loves him is through Acts of Service. He doesn’t need someone to take care of him, but he understands the difference between pity and genuine care.

-Drag him out of his room when he’s been holed up in there for too long, he’ll fight, but ultimately, he’s appreciative of it.

-He forgets to eat and drink, too focused on other matters. Tell him some silly joke about how “perpetual motion can’t exist without some kind of energy!” and make him eat.

-If he’s having a particularly stressful day, migraines and amnesia making his brain swirl into oblivion, bring him a cold hand towel and a drink

-Sit with him until he’s feeling better and encourage him to get some fresh air

-He can’t think of anything but his invention until you come along and distract him

-now all he can think about is how thankful he is for your care

-He does things for you, too.

-He likes to do gentlemanly things for you

-Like pull out a chair for you, or lend you a coat if he happens to have one

-It reminds him of his life before the accident

-While his love language is acts of service, there is one particular thing he likes to do with you that doesn’t have much to do with that

-You notice he’s particularly chipper one day, practically bouncing up and down with energy

-“What puts you in a good mood today, Luca?” You laugh, he pulls you up from your seat with a hand and leads you to a large open space in the foyer

-“I remembered something earlier, something I wish to share with you!”

-“Then by all means, lead the way!”

-Once you reach the foyer, he doesn’t let go of your hand, instead positioning you close to him, he places your other hand on his shoulder, then moves to hold you soft on the waist.

-“You remembered a dance?”

-He doesn’t respond, almost as if he is trapped in the memory itself, he begins to twirl you around the makeshift ballroom

-Suddenly, he beams, laughing gleefully as he lifts you and spins you around!

-Its infectious, his smile, you laugh with him, enjoying your moment together

-When he slows down, he rests his forehead against yours, giving you his signature lopsided grin

-“Thank you for all that you do for me.”

Edgar Valden

Edgar believes that any “time” that he gives to someone else should be considered quality. But what is quality time to him? He thinks back to his younger years, his brothers always pestering him, telling him to do things or wanting to spend time with him. Back then, he would’ve called “quality time” being alone with his painting supplies, full of inspiration and ability. Now, he has a different idea of quality time.

-When Edgar met you, you sparked the remembrance of his sister in him.

-His poor, sister whom he lost so early in life, just after his mother left

-It was his first major inspiration since being in the Manor

-He tried to work using only his memory, but that was unreliable at most times.

-So, he asked you to come meet him where he could see you and paint

-He sets up an easel outside near a bench in the gardens

-Back in Britain, he made a comment about how the weather was always against him, he hates rain

-But today, everything seems to be going in his favor

-The sun in its radiance directed itself in his muses direction

-You sit there in front of him, nervous, but excited to see the outcome of his painting

-He’s in quiet concentration, you hesitate to break the silence, but you feel a little uncomfortable sitting as he stares at you

-“The sun is brilliant today! Don’t you think so?” You say, awaiting his response. At first he looks like he’s going to tell you to keep quiet, then his gaze softens ever-so-slightly

-“I like the sun as well, rain is uninspiring.”

-The silence continues for a short moment before he speaks again

-“I used to have a friend, my cat, Mary. She loved sunny days like this, too. I can almost see her curled up, soaking up the rays.”

-He spends a short amount of time reminiscing of his past, remembering when Mary was young and his close siblings would run in the yard and chase after her.

-That didn’t last for very long

-He and Mary grew up similarly, as they grew older, they became slower and more content to be alone

-“I’ve never remembered so much in such a short time.” He comments. You almost don’t hear him.

-“Good memories, I hope!” You pipe up from your seat across from him.

-“Bittersweet.” A sigh, then a light breeze picks up, bringing with it dark clouds.

-When thunder rumbles in the distance, he groans.

-“It seems the weather always has it out for me.”

-“That’s ok, we have plenty of time together! Let’s do this again!” You help him carry his things indoors before any rain picks up.

-When he’s back in his room, alone, he rethinks his definition of quality time.

-He would like to experience this day again. And again.

Ganji Gupta

Words of Affirmation is Ganji’s love language. He likes to be reassured, and though he has a bit of a short temper, his anger is resolved with relative ease. He is also one to use his words to show appreciation. Despite looking displeased most of the time, Ganji is a perfectly pleasant man to be around.

-His favorite thing to do is compliment you during a match

-Sometimes, it will distract you, which entertains him

-He likes the playful banter that comes with competition

-If you’re containing the hunter, he’ll run by and hit the hunter at the perfect time

-then direct some quip at you about how he “saved” you

-It is the opposite when he has to use his rampage skill

-he hates being so angry and violent, but he has to in order to gain strength

-so, once you’re both safe, you comfort him with your kind words, reminding him that he’s not a monster, and that he is a kind person

-the only part of his rage he appreciates. That is, the fact that you always comfort him.

-A lot of his attachment comes from open communication

-honesty is a really big thing for him

-If he has a problem with something, he’ll come out and say it

-but he’ll be cordial about it until it turns into an argument

-that doesn’t happen very often, though

-and rarely ever with you, he feels very guilty if he ever directs his anger towards you

-if, is the keyword, it really is unlikely for you to get in a fight with him

-he cares about you so much that only sweet words will flow from his mouth to your ears

-he makes sure of it!

Hi! Thank you all so much for reading and supporting my works! This will be the end of this "mini-series" if one could call it that! However, for the characters I didn't write for, I'd be happy to revisit them if requested! ヽ(✿ﾟ▽ﾟ)ノ

Characters not included: Ada, Vera, Murro, Emil, Orpheus, Luchino, and Frederick, as well as any hunter.

#idv #identity v #idv x reader #identity v x reader #victor grantz #idv postman #andrew kreiss #idv grave keeper #luca balsa #idv prisoner #edgar valden #idv painter #ganji gupta #idv batter

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teabreakpancakes · 2 years

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Can You do a reaction where Luca, Victor, Andrew, Edgar and Kevin (separately) s/o’s get a new skin that’s sexy where they have things like spandex, chains, corset, high heels and a whip accessory as well. Maybe the skin also makes them more dominant.

Luca, Andrew, Victor, Edgar, Kevin, and Naib's S/O with an inappropriate costume

Genre: Fluff, Some NSFW

Warning: suggestive asf

Exiting Miss Nightingale's sewing room, (Name) couldn't help but get an ominous feel from the woman's smile as she bid them goodbye, telling them that she had a surprise for them once their match started.

'Oh well, it couldn't be that bad' they thought, taking a seat in the waiting room.

𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐀 𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐒𝐀

Luca was decoding like normal, that is, until you arrived. A red blush decorated your cheeks. Now, why were you so embarrassed, he wondered, his eyes trailing down.

Red rapidly crept up his cheeks, his eyes wide, ignoring the sensation of the cipher machine shocking him—though, failing a calibration didn't stop him from staring at you.

You hit him lightly with the handle of the whip, "H, hey! snap out of it will you?! Ganji is still kiting so you best get to decoding the last cipher while I rescue Anne" they say in a strict manner, one hand on their hip as they walk away in their stilettos.

Luca nods, face still red as he forces himself to think of something other than you in that damned outfit—he wondered about how it would feel to caress your thighs in those fishnets.

he's very much a pervert but a gentlemanly one—he's your pervert tho

will squeeze your thighs in those fishnets—it's very tempting okay

thanks miss nightingale for it, he even sends a fucking letter

although he hates being treated roughly, he lowkey wants you to hit him with that whip please do it once, lightly though since you don't want him to remember being in prison

needless to say, whenever he accidentally whistles, he tells you it's one of his tics but either way, you can't actually tell slick bastard

he begs you to wear the costume again but just for him and no one else

he actually shocked norton because he stared at you for too long

but, how the hell are you walking in those things?!?!

and how are you even able to participate in matches comfortably? isn't that corset suffocating you?

He trails his hands up your thighs, letting out small groans as you tug on his hair. Your thighs wrap around his head, squeezing slightly as his tongue prods at your hole. "R, Right there" they moan out, caressing the back of his head as he works his tongue faster.

𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐖 𝐊𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐒

Andrew may be a religious man but he swears he almost drooled when he saw you in such indecent clothing. He wanted to reprimand you but it seemed that he found himself to be rather unwilling.

He snuck up behind you, placing his hands on your waist. "Are you begging for punishment by wearing such revealing clothing dear?" he whispered, the albino's voice an octave deeper than usual.

Andrew places a soft kiss on your nape, admiring the red hue dancing across your face as he cups your face. He smiles, a sadistic teasing look in his eyes as he turns to leave.

Halfway across the church, he turns to them, eyeing the whip on the back of their shorts. "I suggest hiding that from me later lest you want that to replace my hands later on" his voice echoing and leaving (Name) simmering in their anticipation.

this guy... a huge tease, a sadistic one at that

no, he will not let you dominate him, behave yourself or else he'll punish you

as much as he dislikes such scandalous clothing, he finds himself enjoying seeing it on you

if he has to rescue you, i can guarantee that he'll just lift you up instead of watching you run in those high heels, he's stronger than he looks

he will actually use that whip on you, tread carefully dear

he pokes at your butt whenever he passes by you in a match and you're wearing that costume

if anyone dares to lay a hand on you he will hit them with his shovel

he's very very possessive, he doesn't care if it's a sin, if it's you it does not matter

A loud smack echoes within the confines of Andrew's room. Soft whimpers leave your mouth as he caresses your ass, admiring the red markings his hand left. A dark chuckle leaves his mouth as they squirm, his hand steadying them on his lap. "Be good, or else I won't let you cum" he whispers, nibbling on their ear.

𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐙

Victor's blush crawled up his neck, reaching the very tips of his ears when his eyes landed on your figure. He obeyed your orders so well, smiling softly at you.

His eyes were filled with adoration, one would've thought he was so innocent—yeah no. (Name) knew from the get go that they'd be in for a lot after the match ended. Victor may be a sweetheart but he enjoys being a tease right after.

They could feel his eyes trailing up and down their figure as they moved, a soft smile being sent their way whenever their eyes met.

Victor's warm hand wrapped around their ankle, a worried look in his eyes as he removed the high heel. He set them on a bench, removing their other shoe before lifting them into his arms. "Let's get to the exit gate while the Dream Witch is occupied" (Name) orders, Victor nodding before running to the open gate.

you'd expect him to be the type that gets dominated right? well, yes and no

he'll let you dominate him but don't be fooled, he'll be much worse later one

he's a sweetheart, an absolute softie... it applies in bed as well but his teasing makes it so fucking unbearable

will massage your legs because he knows they hurt, will offer to carry you if your feet hurt

he isn't really bothered by the clothing, he's mature and in control of his libido

he thinks you look stunning in everything

don't take it too far with dominating him though, he'll be more than happy to switch your positions

will send letters to you singing praises about how good you look using wick—please pet wick when he does

he'll try to cover you up if anyone stares at you

Victor smiles lovingly, gently holding onto your waist as you hold onto his shoulders. He sat on the ground, his back propped up against the wall of his bedroom with you on top of him on his lap. (Name) pulls him close using his collar, "Victor, just take me already" they whine, impatient as they rub against the postman's thigh. Victor hums, "Alright then" he whispered against their lips, reaching into their underwear.

𝐄𝐃𝐆𝐀𝐑 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍

"Why are you trying to order me around?" Edgar hisses out, arms folded over his chest as he arches his eyebrow. (Name) shakes their head, "It's this stupid skin, I can't control it :(" they reply, a tired and annoyed look on their face as they shake their head.

Edgar sighs, "I'll tell the hunter that we're surrendering so we can fix this problem, we can't have you running around the map in that" he points to your clothing, a scoff leaving his lips. He takes off his capelet, wrapping it around your shoulders before walking in the direction he saw the hunter at previously.

(Name) gushes at their lover, a look of euphoria painting their face as they squeal over Edgar's actions. "Eddy I wuv you so muchhhh" they bang on the worn-down hospital's walls, a vibrant blush on their face.

Orpheus peers at them from above, shaking his head. "Valden, your S/O is just as Liam says, a simp" he deadpans, walking away from the building to decode.

he's a tsundere istg

he's not one to mind such clothing, he's painted people naked after all

he thinks you look attractive in the clothing but that's because his lovely S/O is always beautiful

if anyone even dares to stare at you and make you uncomfortable he'll throw his easel at them, he'll even threaten to poke their eyes out, what's his is his alone, alright?

he prefers seeing you in your usual clothing, his clothing even or be naked, just as long as he's the only one able to see you of course

he tried out your high heels, he hates them, he now looks up to people that wear such things

he's a grumpy cat and you're his loyal simp, quite a lovely pair

he loves you a lot, doesn't really care about anything sexual so if you want him to do something, you're gonna have to make him jealous or even better, just ask him.

"To think that you wanted me to do such things to you, how indecent of you doll" he whispered into your ear, tucking a lock of your hair behind your ear as he rubs your sensitive chest. He smiles down at you, "Don't worry, i'll take very good care of you", relishing your soft mewls of pleasure.

𝐊𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐎

As much as the cowboy thinks you're hot in that outfit, he does not like the stares that come with it. He uses his lasso to smack both survivors and hunters that stare—it doesn't matter if you're a woman, he believes in equality.

He follows you around the entire game, letting you order him around and whatnot. You even stole his hat—did you not know what it meant to steal a cowboy's hat?

"Kevin, carry me to the exit gate, I'm tired" (Name) demands, leaning against the cowboy's chest. Kevin looks away, trying to hide the faint blush on his cheeks—who knew he'd like being ordered around.

He runs to the gate, ignoring the other two that were still in the map. A lopsided smile on his face as he turns to look down on you. You were so mean to him during the match, hitting him with the whip and leaving such painful marks on him, he was not going to let that slide.

will be a flirt the entire match, all while being extremely overprotective

will shower you in compliments because he knows damn well that you have bad thoughts of yourself

he's always thought of how you'd look in such clothing so he thinks it's a blessing that miss nightingale made it

he's a fucking simp, man is so hooked on you

he gives "you'd look good even in a trash bag" type of simp

if you ever decide to steal his hat and wear it, he'll tell you why at night and see if you consent

he kinda wants to see if he can stab someone with those high heels

"Sweetheart, did you know that when you wear the hat of a cowboy," he leaned down, pressing you against his chest as he slammed the door of his room shut, "you ride the cowboy it belongs to" his voice husky and his breath tickling your neck.

𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐁 𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐄𝐃𝐀𝐑

The mercenary whistles at the sight of his S/O decoding. He walks up to them silently, eyes trained on the plumpness of their ass. His hand meets with their bottom, a satisfying smack resounding through the air.

A squeak leaves (Name)'s mouth, they turn to him and smack him with their whip. Naib winks at them, ignoring the stinging sensation on his wrist as he smiles cockily at them.

"NAIB! GO DECODE YOU LITTLE," "What? continue, go on, what were you gonna call me?" Naib teases, watching them stumble over their words.

"Let's talk later... in private" Naib says, not letting them continue as he races off to rescue William. They stand there defeated, their ass still stinging.

he has that stupid shit-eating grin on his face—HE DOESN'T EVEN HIDE THE FACT THAT HE'S STARING

when he rescues you, he makes sure he's right behind you so he can watch your ass jiggle in those fishnets as you vault over walls and pallets

he thinks your clothes are too thin—he wonders if you’d be able to stand the cold in leo’s memory

a pervert but he's your pervert

he can't help but want his hands all over your body

gets hard during the match, you're his first lover after all, he's never had someone to love and adore beforehand

he likes it when you're a brat, much more fun to break you

admires the fact that you can run and vault walls with those heels

he likes the whip, it's a very good weapon against the hunters, now if only he could use it

Naib's blue eyes stare into your own, a soft smirk on his lips as he rubs your hips. "Do you want me to continue?" he whispers against your neck, his knee rubbing against your clothed sex as you're pushed up against his room’s door.

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loredumps · 2 years

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Fluff headcanons PT 1

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Summary: Just headcanons for different characters

Note: Might be ooc and I apologize for that. Also reader is gender neutral (I tried my best) and established relationship. This came out more as small fics lol

Genre: Fluff

Includes Aesop, Andrew, Victor, Luca, Edgar (I’ll make one with the girls next)

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Aesop Carl:

While he doesn’t like talking to others, he listens. He always pays attention, maintaining eye contact with you. He secretly admires you while you talk, smiling under the mask.

Once he felt comfortable enough being near you and touching you, he likes sitting next to you, shoulder to shoulder while soft holding your hand.

Andrew Kriess:

He stares at you, respectfully, taking in all of you features, wondering how he was able to be with someone like you. If he could, he would stare at you all day.

Whenever he wants a kiss, his eyes will linger around your lips, but he quickly looks back at you as to not make you uncomfortable. After dating for a while, you catch onto this and slowly move close to him, and give him a small peck near his lips, making him a bit flustered.

Victor Grantz:

He leaves little notes and letters, detailing how much he loves you and other nice things. They’re scattered all around your room, to remind you of tasks and love from him.

Wick likes to sit on your lap and takes all of your attention off of Victor, which makes him a bit jealous, but he doesn’t really mind. He likes knowing that wick likes you too.

Luca Balsa:

He goes show you his latest invention, hoping you’ll praise him. He gets more motivated knowing you like his ideas, the thought always makes him have a sweet smile.

Sometimes he steals a quick kiss when decoding together. He likes seeing you get flustered and caught off guard. He also likes kissing your knuckles and waltzing with you, it reminds him of his past as an aristocrat.

Edgar Valden:

Just like Luca, he likes showing his paintings and receiving praise from you. Especially when he makes a painting based on you, spending a long time to get every single piece of your form perfect. It makes him feel nice and loved.

Because this is Edgar we’re talking about, you’re his muse, his inspiration. He has pages dedicated to you in different poses, either he told you to pose or naturally. He also writes some compliments next to these sketches or a little cute doodle of him and you. It’s mostly you though.

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Ok I’m done now, I hope whoever reads this likes it. And have a good day :)

#aesop carl x reader #victor grantz x reader #andrew kreiss x reader #luca balsa x reader #edgar valden x reader #identity v x reader #levvwrites

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kurosmind-art · 1 year

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Vicdrew and EdLuca doodles 💕✨

#identity v #fanart #andrew x victor #luca x edgar #vicdrew #edluca #postman #grave keeper #prisioner #painter #my art #idv

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chuuyasfanboy · 4 months

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Masterlist

Ummmmm just for convenience for you guys really LOL

I'm starting to get a bunch of requests and I'm very very thankful!!!!!

Bungo Stray Dogs

Dazai Osamu

"I'll fuck you into next year."

Parent hcs

Smut Drabble

Dazai x Reader: Reverse Comfort

You cry during an argument

Shtwt hcs

Smut Drabble

Beast!Dazai x Reader: Your his s/o in every world

Smut Drabble

How they wrap your Christmas present

Chuuya Nakahara

Parent hcs

Smut Drabble

You cry during an argument

Shtwt hcs

Smut Drabble

Shotgun kisses

How they wrap your Christmas present

Doppo Kunikida

How they wrap your Christmas present

Ranpo Edogawa

You cry during an argument

How they wrap your Christmas present

Edgar Allen Poe

How they wrap your Christmas present

Fyodor Dostoevsky

Smut Drabble

How they wrap your Christmas present

Nikolai Gogol

Smut Drabble

How they wrap your Christmas present

Oda Sakunosuke

How they wrap your Christmas present

Yukichi Fukuzawa

How they wrap your Christmas present

Akiko Yosano

How they wrap your Christmas present

Atsushi Nakajima

Shtwt headcanons

How they wrap your Christmas present

Kenji Miyazawa

How they wrap your Christmas present

Junichiro Tanizaki

How they wrap your Christmas present

Kyoka Izumi

How they wrap your Christmas present

Ryuunosuke Akutagawa

How they wrap your Christmas present

Ichiyo Higuchi

How they wrap your Christmas present

Gin Akutagawa

How they wrap your Christmas present

Kyusaku Yumeno

How they wrap your Christmas present

Ango Sakaguchi

How they wrap your Christmas present

Genshin Impact

Albedo

How they wrap your Christmas present

Diluc

Smut Drabble

How they wrap your Christmas present

Kaedehara Kazuha

Smut Drabble

How they wrap your Christmas present

Shikanoin Heizou

Smut Drabble

How they wrap your Christmas present

Thoma

Smut Drabble

How they wrap your Christmas present

Venti

How they wrap your Christmas present

Wanderer/Scaramouche

How they wrap your Christmas present

Xiao

Smut Drabble

How they wrap your Christmas present

Dainsleif

How they wrap your Christmas present

Aether

How they wrap your Christmas present

Kaeya

Kaeya x Reader: You come home from a long day

Bennett

How they wrap your Christmas present

Chongyun

How they wrap your Christmas present

Diona

How they wrap your Christmas present

Fischl

How they wrap your Christmas present

Razor

How they wrap your Christmas present

Xingqiu

How they wrap your Christmas present

Identity V

Victor Grantz

Paperboy general hcs

How they wrap your Christmas present

Aesop Carl

Smut Drabble

How they wrap your Christmas present

Norton Campbell

How they wrap your Christmas present

Luca Balsa

Smut Drabble

How they wrap your Christmas present

Andrew Kriess

How they wrap your Christmas present

Ithaqua

How they wrap your Christmas present

Demi Bourban

How they wrap your Christmas present

Edgar Valden

How they wrap your Christmas present

Ada Mesmer

How they wrap your Christmas present

Emil

How they wrap your Christmas present

Michiko

How they wrap your Christmas present

Joseph Desaulnier

How they wrap your Christmas present

Xie Bi'an

How they wrap your Christmas present

Fan Wujiu

How they wrap your Christmas present

Robbie White

How they wrap your Christmas present

#x reader #bsd #bungo stray dogs #requests open #bsd x reader #identity v #idv #identity v x reader #idv x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #genshin #genshin x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader

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bobabees · 1 year

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Part 2: “Oh! I Think That I Found Myself A Cheerleader!”

A/N: this became—way longer than i had wanted it to be jshfjsjrkns—i gotta stop rambling sometimes—but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless!

Summary: thanks to a huge misunderstanding, the grave keeper has mistaken the cheerleader’s reluctance to communicate with him as a sign of hatred

CW: brief mentions of gore

Genre: angsty + fluff

Andrew Kreiss x GN Cheerleader Survivor

Word Count: 5,306 words

It was loud.

Far too loud for his liking.

It wasn’t often that their dinners had become so chaotic, most of the time, it was spent sitting with others and chatting about whatever they wanted as they sat together and ate. Everyone seemed to buzz about their conversations, occasionally, there would be loud laughter echoing through the air or a few spats here and there. But ever since they came into the manor, it had been nothing but near chaos every day for the past month.

It wasn’t all that bad—it was quite welcomed by most of the survivors that sat at the table. They welcomed the Y/N’s enthusiasm and the way they managed to spark some energy in the exhausted members of the table that had recently returned from a match. They enjoyed the way their energy seemed to practically burst in every room they entered, the way they sang, albeit a bit off-tune, songs as they cooked in the kitchen with Demi and José, the way they danced and mingled with others in the dining hall as they brought the food in. Jokingly pretending to be off-balance before setting the food down once Demi had scolded them about it, and the way they danced around the table with people who passed by them when they stood up, such as Mike and Emma, twirling them around and dipping them nearly to the floor.

Not many found enough energy in them to completely participate in the cheerleader’s shenanigans, but they enjoyed sitting in their chair and indulging in the entertainment before them, even cracking a few jokes here and there. Others had left shortly after dinner to rest or to take a break from the chaos and eat in a calmer atmosphere, which is something that Andrew would have usually done by now.

Andrew winced at the guffaw that escaped William, the sound of his voice bouncing off the walls as Y/N made a teasing mimic of his voice whilst recalling their last match, with William continuing the story shortly afterwards. His attention never once laid on the story that seemed to catch the attention of those in earshot, but rather, it was more focused on them. He poked at the remnants of his meal, nudging them idly side by side as he continued to stare at their animated movements, how they laughed at the end of almost every sentence, and how they would playfully nudge Anne before giggling when Kevin threw an arm around Y/N’s shoulder and dug his knuckles against the top of their head.

He didn’t know why, despite the loud noises, he didn’t just quietly slip away into his room. He just couldn’t tear his eyes away from them. His heart throbbed at the sight of the group of people chattering away with the cheerleader, letting out a chorus of noises that were filled with amusement at the sight of them slipping from Kevin’s grip and attempting to return the gesture before failing. His right hand had long abandoned his fork and had instead clutched at the fabric of his tattered slacks, envy seeping through his fingers as his nails neatly dug into his skin.

It wasn’t fair. At least, he felt it wasn’t.

Andrew has spent—who knows how long, trying his best to be able to walk amongst others without that grating voice constantly digging those doubtful thoughts that kept him up at night, to laugh with the other survivors without fearing rejection or the awkwardness that would follow shortly afterwards, to be desired to be in someone’s presence, to be understood. And after all this time, he had only managed to have Victor and Luca as his only close friends, not that he didn’t appreciate them—he truly and wholly valued them greatly, but he couldn’t stop the surging envy that would thrum at his chest whenever he saw the way the people relaxed around Y/N so quickly. It has only been a month since their arrival, and yet they mingle with them as if they have been here for years.

He envied them, he truly did, but there was something else that made his skin boil with confusion and irritation.

He was drudged from his thoughts the moment he noticed them stare back, their eyes clouded with an emotion that he couldn’t decipher before immediately looking the way the moment he acknowledged that he knew they were staring. An expression washed over their face before they turned to Anne—that—for the amount of time, they spent here, both he and they only exchanged pleasantries when passing by one another, saying ‘thank yous’ and ‘your welcomes’ during dinner, brief conversations that held rather stiff questions and answers—it felt terribly awkward. He wouldn’t mind it so much, such an interaction was common with most of the other survivors, but it was much more different this time—as far as he was aware, they treated other survivors with incredible optimism and had already shown some physical affection with hugs or nudges, hell, even the hunters he saw them interacting with were complimented by them greatly!

But with him? Y/N seemed to be more reluctant to speak to him, to share the same attitude they had given to others. Was he not enough for them? Was he so grotesque to the cheerleader that they couldn’t bear to spend more than a few moments with him? Why wasn’t he worth their care and affection? To have them joke with him? Playfully wrap their arm around his and dance? Sure, he would have been too flustered and pulled away, even rejecting the action, but the offer was appreciated, wasn’t it? Why did they treat him so differently?

“Andrew?” The grave keeper tore his gaze away from the cheerleader, looking at Luca who gave a concerned frown as he fidgeted with the toothpick between his fingers. “Are you—You’re doing it again—y’know?” Luca subtly gestured towards the survivor, his voice low as to avoid any curious ears. Andrew pursed his lips, looking back at the cheerleader who had glanced at him before quickly looking away the moment he shared the glance.

He couldn’t take it anymore. “I’m fine-“ he murmured, pushing himself away from the table, standing up in his place and grabbing his plate. “I need to wash this.” He tucked his chair underneath the table, ignoring Luca’s voice as he took a brisk walk to the kitchen, but not before his eyes took one last peek at the optimistic survivor. Soon disappearing down the hallway and taking a step into the kitchen, taking off his leather gloves and shoving them in his pockets before twisting the knob on the faucet, feeling the icy cold water splash against his skin as he grabbed a nearby sponge, nearly crushing it with his growing agitation as he began to clean his plate.

A minute or so later, a soft bark slipped into the suffocating silence that surrounded Andrew, the grave keeper glancing at Victor and Wick, who slowly approached him and the sink with two plates and a small bowl. “Y-You can leave it in the pile—I’ll wash it.” he lightly instructed, putting aside the clean plate to dry off later as he took in the other cutlery and plates that have been long abandoned by those who hoped to have someone else wash it. But, instead of following his words, the postman instead moved to stay by his left, grabbing the cleanest cloth he could find and wiping the plate. A soft push of his elbow against Andrew’s was enough to tell him that Victor was there to listen to his worries, should he have any.

A huff escaped his nose, beginning to clean the next plate, watching the soap stick to his calloused skin. “I don’t know why they—“ he began, before a defeated sigh came through “Does Y/N hate me? Why are they treating me so differently? Like I’m—I’m not—a person…“ his voice fell at the thought, his grip on the plate tightening as he scrubbed at the stubborn stains “Am I that unbearable to be around…?” He felt Wick nudge at his ankle before settling his head on his shoe, a soft snort leaving the post dog as he watched the two converse.

Victor grimaced at his words, wiping the plates off as he hummed for a moment before catching Andrew’s attention with another nudge. Placing down the plate and beginning to sign to Andrew, ‘You aren’t.‘ He began, quickly signing the moment he noticed the way Andrew’s eyes were clouded with doubt ‘They don’t hate you, you haven’t given them a single reason to. They’re probably nervous, that’s all.’

His words didn’t seem to help, but rather, only fuelled his bewilderment at the Y/N’s attitude towards him. “N-Nervous?” He repeated with a quiet laugh of disbelief “I mean—I suppose they could be, but—why? Why would they be nervous of me? They don’t seem to be nervous w-with anyone! Am I unapproachable? Is that it?” He rambled to himself as he stopped his movements, the water simply pouring down both his hands and the plate, the thoughts piling in his mind as he tried to wrack his brain for any reason why they of all people, the survivor who even seemed so friendly with hunters, would be nervous around him. Before he could drown himself with questions he couldn’t, for the life of him, find the answer to, he felt a comforting squeeze on his shoulder.

Andrew looked back at Victor, who gave a reassuring smile, one that told him that he was wrong for even saying all these things. And to trust his word. Despite such a firm expression, he couldn’t stop the pessimistic thoughts that plagued his mind for the past month. But, he didn’t want to worry Victor too much about it nor did he want to bother him, so instead, he gave a small nod, “O-Okay—you’re right,” he whispered under his breath, looking back at the dishes “You’re right.”

Was he, really?

“Focus on decoding!”

Andrew flinched the moment he heard Y/N’s voice ring through the air, his sudden movements making the cipher spark wildly before trembling once more, waiting for him to continue decoding. However, he couldn’t simply just ignore their voice that seemed to crack as they reassured, those who would listen, that they were alright and to just focus on what they were doing.

A part of him wanted to listen to their words, but it was not entirely out of obedience, it was accompanied by the envy and frustration that seemed to swell in his chest whenever he even heard their voice. How satisfying would it be if he hadn’t bothered to save them? Even though they insisted that he and the others should focus on decoding, surely, they must feel at least a twinge of pain should anyone listen to their words, right? Would that be worth it?

As quickly as these thoughts came, he had diminished them, shaking his head to rid himself of these awful scenarios that had flooded his mind before turning to their direction. How could he think that?! Sure, Y/N may have hated him, but at the end of the day, they were survivors—they have to save each other! And he couldn’t bring himself to leave them behind, knowing he was able to help them. Andrew exhaled through his nose as he clenched the neck of his shovel, leaving the half-finished cipher alone as he made his way towards their chair.

He just hoped he could make it in time.

Y/N shifted uncomfortably in their seat as they watched Michiko pace back and forth, eyeing the geisha before giving a nervous smile when she spared a bit of time to turn her attention to the cheerleader. Her soft white and crimson fan covered the lower half of her face, almost as if she were attempting to conceal the slightly satisfied smile that came from the likely change of having taken down another survivor during the match. “I’m afraid that no one is coming to save you, my dear.” Although satisfaction seeped in her words, there was pity laced between them—she did quite enjoy their small discussions during the time the cheerleader was restrained.

Y/N tensed at her words, the side of their lips twitching downwards a bit before they managed to let out a small laugh. “Oh—it’s all good! I mean—I did tell them to focus on other things so,” they began, their eyes unconsciously looking at their surroundings to see at least a figure of someone approaching, but alas, there were none. Y/N didn’t want to think about it, in a desperate attempt to distract themselves, they quickly changed the topic. “I still can’t believe you caught up to me so quickly! And you don’t even look at least a bit exhausted!” They complimented, their chest swelling when they saw Michiko chortle at their words and look to the side slightly.

“Ah, well, if you’ve been here as long as I have, you would be the same,” She hummed, gradually letting her guard down as she believed that no one would come after all, and allowed herself to immerse in the conversation before the survivor would be flown away back to the manor. “But I do commend you for your efforts, you’re quite the quick runner yourself. But—“

“The kiting?”

Michiko hummed in response, an amused smile gracing her features as she watched the survivor dramatically sigh and rest their head against the torn fabric of the rocket chair. “I’m sure you’ll improve over time, do not worry.” She reassured, closing her fan and patting the top of the cheerleader’s head before turning away. “I hope to see you in the next match.” She nodded towards the survivor before shifting into her Prajna form, raising herself from the ground swiftly and eyeing the environment beneath her in hopes to find another survivor nearby.

Unfortunately, for Michiko, she had failed to notice Andrew who had chosen to sneak in from behind, with only a concrete wall separating Y/N and him, quietly eyeing the geisha who narrowed her eyes in irritation as she continued her search. He let out a shaky breath, hearing the cheerleader continue to fidget in their seat uncomfortably as he pressed his back against the wall, his boots crunching against the rubble and decayed leaves quietly, the grip on his shovel tight as he made sure the geisha’s attention was completely torn from the survivor before making his move.

Swiftly, he moved behind the wall, readying himself to set free Y/N, who hitched their breath in surprise. “Andrew—“ they blurted, a wide smile on their face before they noticed the shadow that seemed to overcast his delicate features. Their smile suddenly fell as they looked up to see the geisha descending quickly, “Andrew, watch out!” They exclaimed before feeling Andrew duck, digging his elbows in the middle of their left thigh as Michiko swung her blade the second her feet hit the ground. The cheerleader yelped in response, moving their head quickly to the right and feeling the cold air brush past them before a loud crack could be heard. The piercing blade of her fan had pushed through the fabric and slightly rotting wood of the chair, causing the geisha to have some difficulties in pulling it back out.

Taking such an opportunity, Andrew quickly freed the cheerleader, pulling them from the chair and urging them to move in front of him. “Quickly!-“ he rasped out, his fear tugging at his heart as he heard Michiko’s frustrated groans, the two escaped into the narrow opening, passing the unused pallet. The cheerleader ran a few more steps, their leg limping as they did so before turning around and noticing the grave keeper had stayed against the wall by the path.

“What are you—“

“Just go! I’ll catch up with you!-“ He whispered, his hand frantically gesturing for them to run off. As much as Y/N wanted to stay, the fear of Michiko catching up to them again after the effort Andrew had put in to save them overcame their body, quickly scurried off to one of the maze-like areas that were scattered in rubbles and containers. Andrew tore his gaze from the cheerleader the moment he heard Michiko finally pull out her blade, the creaking of the rocket chair was grating as she huffed loudly and headed towards the narrow path the two had gone through.

As she approached the pallet, Andrew sucked in a deep breath and moved in front, arms stretching to grab the edge of the pallet before throwing it down—however, he realised his mistake, noticing Michiko had only seethed a curse he couldn’t understand and took a step back before blinking past the pallet, taking a quick turn in his direction and thrusting an arm out, cutting the grave keeper’s left shoulder. He hissed in pain before instinctively crawling over the pallet and beginning to run off, the grip on his shovel was tighter than ever, and after creating a bit of distance between him and the geisha, he began to burrow into the ground, disappearing into the earth and attempting to find his way to safety.

What felt like hours to him was only nearly half a minute as he fought through his increasing fear, the feeling of dirt and grime staining his skin and tugging at his clothes, and the frantic muffled footsteps and frustrated voices that followed him, it became far too much to bear—he almost wanted to give in and crawl back to the surface. But he knew what would happen if he did so, she was waiting for him, trailing him as best as she could for the moment he would come out. Thankfully, after another few seconds, he heard a loud bang from above, the sound of Michiko‘s fury coupled with frantic footsteps running off—he could only assume that Emma had shot a flare at the hunter before running off, with Michiko abandoning her pursuit of Andrew and shifting her attention to the gardener.

Andrew continued to move farther and farther away from the two, and as soon as he could no longer hear even a snippet of their footsteps, he dug his way out to the surface, taking an audible gulp of fresh air before hearing the sound of thumps and tears of cardboard. His heart nearly dropped, whipping his head in the direction of the noise to see Y/N breathing heavily, their back against the wall as they stared at Andrew in bewilderment.

“Andrew…?” They whispered, the grave keeper only nodding a bit as he finally began to register that he was right in front of the cheerleader he stared at so often during dinner, this was the survivor that made his mind seethe with jealousy—and they were just there. Just out of reach. “Shit—are you—I’m sorry I thought you were Michiko—here let me help you—“ they breathed out, lifting themselves from the ground, wincing slightly as their leg throbbed. They wobbled their way over to Andrew, who was simply staring at them with both curiosity and concern, his pale rose eyes constantly switching from the other’s face to the wound on their leg, which was tightly wrapped with bandages and what he assumed was spare cloth. “C’mere—“ they whispered, stretching out their hands for him to take, which he reluctantly did so.

It felt so warm.

He felt Y/N tighten their hold slightly, the sound of their torn sneakers digging into the ground as they began to help him up. They would have certainly done a much better job had they not been wounded, but their strength, combined with Andrew lifting himself as well, was just enough as he wiggled his way out of the cramped space he was in. Their hands wrapped around his underarm, as if readying to pull him up completely, but had put a bit too much effort as it resulted in the cheerleader falling back, with Andrew hitching his breath in surprise as he fell with them.

A loud thud could be heard from anyone who’s like have been nearby, the noise followed by two irritated and pained groans. The cheerleader bending their wounded leg instinctively, feeling as if needles were piercing into their skin. While Andrew, let out a weak grunt, his attempt to catch himself only worsened his fall as the pressure fell on his arms and crawled towards the wound on his left shoulder. He pushed himself to the right, letting his body fall harshly onto the dirt and on his right shoulder.

Soft panting can be only heard between the two before they had broken the silence once more, a breathless smile on their lips, “That—was—amazing!” Y/N laughed out, turning their head to meet Andrew’s gaze, who only stared at them in disbelief, “Not the—the fall, I meant earlier!—That sick ass rescue—that was like—the riskiest and best rescue ever! How did you predict she’d do that? Or are you just super fast? Either way, seriously dude, that was freaking awesome!” They began slowly lifting themselves, unable to take notice of the growing confusion and shock on the grave keeper’s face. “And when you did that—that digging thing? You did it so fast! I just—dude that was like—one of the best things I’ve ever seen! And I’ve seen a lot! And you kited her while in the dirt—like—holy shit!” Y/N rambled slightly, a huge smile on their face as they did so. “I mean—I felt like everything was moving in slow motion, you know?” They asked, finally noticing the silence, they turned to Andrew who continued to stare up at them. Concern immediately washed over them as they helped him up gently.

“Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you too badly, did I?” They questioned, but Andrew continued to seem as if he was spaced out, “Hey, Andrew?” They gave a slight wave in front of his face, concern washing over them “Earth to Andrew? You good?” They laughed nervously before noticing the slightly visible tear on his shoulder. “Oh fuck—your shoulder—wait, I think I have something, just hold on, okay?” Y/N began to pat their pockets, only to realise they didn’t have any—of course, they didn’t, what kind of cheerleader uniform did? Where was a chest if you needed one?! Andrew watched as the cheerleader struggled to find anything to wrap his wound with, carefully, he dug into the inside of his cloak and silently took out a small roll of bandage cloth.

Y/N’s eyes settled on the white fabric before shooting a bright smile towards him, “Yes! Thank you so much!—just hold still, okay? I’ll try to not hurt you,” they began helping Andrew adjust in his place before wrapping his wound, albeit a bit clumsily since the wound was in a rather difficult position, “Thank you for saving me I—you didn’t have to—and you got hurt in the process too—“ Y/N muttered to themselves, a frown on their face as they gently tightened the bandage, “But you were incredible, I have so many questions—where do I even start—I mean first obviously is, are you okay? Surely it must be pretty dark down there—how do you see?” They continued to speak as they finally finished bandaging Andrew, a slightly proud grin on their face at the sight.

It wasn’t the best, frankly, it was—not that good, but it seemed to hold up enough to take care of the wound, with only a few loose fabrics here and there, and maybe they used a bit too much to try and tighten those spots—but hey, it worked! “Tadaaa~” they sang before cringing at the crack in their voice, “What do you think? Did it help?” They asked, Andrew only now being able to completely look at the cheerleader up close, nodding slightly as his hand ghosted over the heavy amount of bandages. “Great! Here, we should probably get going with the ciphers—do you want some help up?”

Y/N’s smile faltered when they saw Andrew just staring at them, pulling their hand back as they tried to figure out what was wrong, their eyes settling on the bandages. “What’s wrong? Did I hurt you during it? I-I didn’t make it too tight, right? I can try again—“

“I thought you hated me…”

The words sliced through the cheerleader, it was their turn to have their mouth fall open slightly as they looked at Andrew, who turned a bright red at the realisation of what he blurted out. Y/N blinked at him as if trying to comprehend his words, their shoulders sagging slightly. “…What?”

“Nothing—I’m sorry, I didn’t-“

“Andrew,” they placed a firm hand on his as he tried to lift himself, but had let go when they saw him flinch “do you really think that?”

Andrew watched as the Y/N’s eyes fixated on his, he could almost see the reflection in their E/C eyes, swallowing thickly in response at the sight of him almost cowering before them in fear that they would turn to anger at his words. But he could no longer repress the emotions that had been boiling over for the past month, “Well—yes?” He leaned back slightly, “I mean—you—you’ve been—treating me so differently and—I’ve never seen you act that way with anyone else—so I thought that you…” he trailed off, refusing to tear his gaze away despite the fear that swelled in his chest, hoping that they would show he was wrong. His anticipation lingered in every word.

Y/N’s eyes widened, their hands moving frantically as they spoke “Andrew are you insane?” They blurted out, they were shocked—why on Earth would they hate someone like him? Why would he think that? Before they could say anything else, they noticed the way Andrew had flinched at their words, they quickly began to stammer to assure the other survivor. “Sorry I meant—I don’t hate you, I never have—I’m sorry I-“ they tried to find a way to tell him what they’ve been feeling, to clear up the misunderstanding, but they felt as if they were scrambling to find their words. “You—Andrew, you,” they cleared their throat slightly, “you’re one of the sweetest people I’ve met so far—you couldn’t give me a reason to hate you, so please—don’t think that I hate you.” They reassured their voice that was strained with panic now softening, contrasting greatly from their usually boisterous voice that he could almost always hear in the manor. “I wasn’t trying to treat you differently—well, maybe I was—but it’s not because I hate you! It’s because I know I can be—you know—rahhh” they awkwardly chuckled as they raised their hands a bit, jazzing them a bit “in your face with the way I act and—I know it can make people uncomfortable, I figured you wouldn’t—so I just—I wanted to find a way to not—scare you off—I guess I was just—“

“Nervous…?”

“Yes! That’s it!—“ they laughed a bit, sweat beading down from their forehead before they brought their hand up and wiped it away, smearing their dirty palm to slick their hair away from their face. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know I was doing the exact opposite—I should’ve just asked you instead of acting that way—I just—I really wanted to be your friend.” A sheepish smile graced their face as Andrew’s bottom lip trembled slightly, watching the cheerleader, who was always laughing and gushing with joy around others, be even a bit vulnerable before him and tell him that they wanted to be friends with him. “I hope you can forgive me—but, you don’t have to! I completely understand-“

“It’s okay.” He whispered, the grip on his shovel loose as he had sagged his shoulders a bit. “I can understand—I just didn’t think you of all people would be nervous about something like that.”

“Yeah it’s—“ they paused, biting their tongue before smiling at him “It’s fine, most people think that anyway.” They reassured before brushing off the dirt from their clothes, lifting themselves slowly as they gently offered their hand to him. “We should probably get back to decoding before Michiko finds us.”

Andrew stared at their hand before returning Y/N’s smile, holding onto their hand and slowly getting up, barely noticing the giddy smile on their face the moment he accepted their hand. But he did hear the excited giggle that escaped them as they wrapped their arm around his but had soon loosened their grip slightly. “You don’t mind, right? I can let go if you want?” They were ready to move away, but Andrew was quick to shake his head, muttering a soft ‘it’s okay’ before following their lead. “Cool! I know a half-finished cipher nearby, ran past it when she was chasing me—she’s so fast, you know? Are all hunters that fast? How do you not get scared by that I mean—it’s kinda freaky, but also really impressive, you know—“

He listened to them ramble on with their questions, trying to answer each one of them, and it didn’t seem to matter how vague or subtle his answers were, they seemed to be excited all the same. Even during decoding, the two shared a laugh at their slightly terrible decoding skills, with Y/N cracking a few jokes here and there in hopes to make him smile, which he did. The two finished off the rest of the ciphers whilst Emma tried to kite her way through the map with an angry hunter behind her.

Unfortunately, the match ended in a draw, with only Andrew and Y/N managing to escape considering Emma had still been quite close to Michiko after all the ciphers were finished. Thankfully, Emma didn’t seem to mind too much, thanks to Y/N’s words of encouragement and promises to help her more with her garden as a form of apology. With that, Emma seemed to have forgotten all about the match as she spoke with Y/N and the others during dinner, “I couldn’t believe she was so insistent on chasing after me for so long! It was terrifying!”

“It was probably because you kept wrecking those rocket chairs when she tried to chair Martha!“ Y/N laughed, with Emma snorting as she tried to take a mouthful of her food, creating an exaggerated gesture that practically said ‘I have no idea what you’re talking about!’. Just a few seats to the right was Andrew, who sat idly by, finding a bit of entertainment in the loud noise as he watched the cheerleader continue to joke with the others. And for a brief moment, their eyes settled on one another, a huge smile on Y/N’s face.

“Honestly, I’m surprised she didn’t go after one of you again! Do you know how many times I heard a cipher spark? You may as well have a huge bell on your head!”

Y/N placed a hand on their chest, a dramatic gasp escaping them as they looked at him with an amused laugh, “Hey! I and Andrew are just too good at decoding and the cipher couldn’t handle it! We’re total experts! Right?” Andrew stared at them for a moment before a small smile graced his lips.

“Well…” he poked at his food slightly, a twinge of playfulness in his voice “I can certainly say I felt like a ‘total expert’ at decoding next to Y/N…” he mused, a loud laugh erupting from Emma as the cheerleader gave a scandalous gasp, a giggle piercing through their ‘hurt’ facade.

It was loud.

Too loud.

But, he loved it.

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🐇 Identity V Masterlist 🐇

Key: 🌶️ns/fw, 💧angst

Last Updated: 01/26/24

General/Multiple

The Default Setting for Requests

Survivor's Health HCs

Survivors, Hunters, and Promiscuity

Hunter Heights

How Ruthless are the Hunters?

Male Characters Appearance Chart

Which Men can You Peg 🌶️

Poly Potential

M2L Protective Survivor Guys

M2L How Often They Say "I Love You"

M2L Compatible with a Clingy Reader

Top 5 "Who did this to you" Survivors

Misc: S/O is pulling on some tight new jeans

Reactions to A Survivor with Rainbow Colored Eyes

Aesop Carl

General HCs

Relationship HCs 🌶️

Hot as Sin pt. 2 🌶️

S/O Turns into a Hunter 💧

Andrew Kreiss

General HCs

Relationship HCs 🌶️

Hot as Sin 🌶️

Jealous Andrew Scene 🌶️

Modern S/O HCs

Reminders of the Horror 💧

S/O Goes Missing

Steamy Rescues

Modern S/O pt. 2 💧

Best Traits for a Compatible S/O

Antonio

General HCs

Accidentally Kills S/O...for Good 💧

Hot as Sin🌶️

Demi Bourbon

Hot as Sin🌶️

Eli

Relationship HCs 🌶️

Laying on S/O's chest

Narcoleptic S/O HCs

Best Traits for a Compatible S/O

Emil

Reminders of the Horror 💧

General HCs

Fool's Gold

Hot as Sin pt. 2 🌶️

Accidentally Kills S/O...for Good 💧

Frederick Kreiburg

General HCs

Relationship HCs 🌶️

Ganji Gupta

General HCs

Hot as Sin🌶️

Ithaqua

General/Relationship HCs

Relationship HCs 🌶️

Hot as Sin pt. 2 🌶️

Accidentally Kills S/O...for Good 💧

Modern S/O

Joker

General HCs

Relationship HCs 🌶️

Joseph Desaulniers

Accidentally Kills S/O...for Good 💧

Joseph gets his Sanrio Skin

Kevin Ayuso

S/O Turns into a Hunter 💧

Luca Balsa

General HCs

Relationship HCs 🌶️

A Little Support

Shy s/o HCs 🌶️

Modern S/O

Hot as Sin 🌶️

Falling for his FWB

Luchino

Relationship HCs 🌶️

Hot as Sin pt. 2 🌶️

Reminders of the Horror 💧

Modern S/O

Steamy Rescues

Margaretha Zelle

General HCs

Naib Subedar

General HCs

Relationship HCs 🌶️

Laying on S/O's chest

Hot as Sin 🌶️

Norton x Reader x Naib Relationship HCs 🌶️

S/O Goes Missing

Naib gets an Unusual Petname

Steamy Rescues

Best Traits for a Compatible S/O

Norton Campbell

General HCs

Relationship HCs 🌶️

Shy s/o HCs 🌶️

A Little Support

Hot as Sin 🌶️

Modern S/O HCs

Norton x Reader x Naib Relationship HCs 🌶️

Reckless, Noble S/O

S/O Turns into a Hunter 💧

Best Traits for a Compatible S/O

Orpheus

Hot as Sin🌶️

Victor Grantz

Relationship HCs 🌶️

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froggywritesstuff · 1 year

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character list

the title is self explanatory. this is a list of the characters i'll write for. it'll probably change over time, and if you see a character you'd like but don't see them on the list, just ask cause i might've forgotten about them

Hamilton

Eliza Schuyler

Angelica Schuyler

Peggy Schuyler

Maria Reynolds

Alexander Hamilton

John Laurens

Philip Hamilton

Lafayette

Hercules Mulligan

James Madison

Thomas Jefferson

Aaron Burr

Umbrella Academy

Viktor Hargreeves

Diego Hargreeves

Klaus Hargreeves

Allison Hargreeves

Luther Hargreeves

Five Hargreeves

Ben Hargreeves (Umbrella or Sparrow)

Sloane Hargreeves

Jayme Hargreeves

Stranger Things

Will Byers (non female readers only)

Mike Wheeler

Lucas Sinclair

Dustin Henderson

Eleven Hopper

Max Mayfield

Robin Buckley (non male readers only)

Nancy Wheeler

Jonathan Byers

Steve Harrington

Eddie Munson

21 Chump Street

Justin Laboy

The Goldfinch

Boris Pavlikovsky

Theodore Decker

Marvel

Peter Parker (any actor)

Steve Rogers

Bucky Barnes

Sam Wilson

Makkari

Sersi

Sprite (platonic only)

Steven Grant

Marc Spector

Layla El-Faouly

America Chavez (non male readers only)

Kate Bishop

Yelena Belova (platonic only)

Shuri

Namor

Riri Williams

X-Men

Mystique

Kitty Pryde

Peter Maximoff

Rogue

In The Heights (movie version)

Usnavi de la Vega

Vanessa

Nina Rosario

Benny

Sonny de la Vega

Heathers

Veronica Sawyer

JD (Jason Dean)

Heather Chandler

Heather McNamara

Heather Duke

John Doe

Ride The Cyclone

Noel Gruber (male or nb readers only)

Ocean O'Connel Rosenburg

Mischa Bachinski

Constance Blackwood

Ricky Potts

Hatchetfieldverse

Paul Matthews

Emma Perkins

Ted Spankoffski

Bill Woodard

Ruth Fleming

Pete Spankoffski

Richie Lipschitz

Max Jagerman

Grace Chasity

Lex Foster

Ethan Green

Hannah Foster (platonic only)

Heartstopper

Charlie Spring (non female readers only)

Nick Nelson

Tara Jones (non male readers only)

Darcy Olsson (non male readers readers only)

Elle Argent

Tao Xu (non male readers only(headcanoning him as bi or pan is disrespectful and transphobic))

Tori Spring

Imogen Heaney

Isaac Henderson (platonic only)

Do Revenge

Eleanor Levetan (non male readers only)

Drea Torres

Deadpool

Wade Wilson/Deadpool

Wednesday

Wednesday Addams

Enid Sinclair

Bianca Barclay

Xavier Thorpe

Ajax Petropolus

Eugene Otinger

(young) Morticia Addams

(young) Gomez Addams

Beetlejuice

Lydia Deetz

Tomorrow When The War Began

Ellie Linton

Lee Takkam

Fiona Maxwell

Homer Yannos

Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse/Across the Spider-Verse

Miles Morales

Gwen Stacy

Pavitr Prabhakar

Hobie Brown

Margo Kess

Miles G Morales (earth 42)

Miguel O’Hara

Maze Runner

Thomas

Newt (non female readers only)

The Broken Hearts Gallery

Lucy Gulliver

Nadine (non male readers only)

Nick Danielson

Treasure Planet

Jim Hawkins

Enola Holmes

Lord Tewkesbury

Turning Red

Mei Mei

Miriam

Abby

Priya

Raising Dion

Nicole Warren

Tevin Wakefield

Dion Warren (platonic only)

Julie and the Phantoms

Julie Molina

Luke Patterson

Reggie Peters

Alex Mercer (non female readers only)

Flynn

Carrie

Abbott Elementary

Janine Teagues

Jacob Hill (non female readers only)

Gregory Eddie

Brooklyn Nine-Nine

Jake Peralta

Amy Santiago

Rosa Diaz

Love Victor

Victor Salazar (non female readers only)

Benji (non female readers only)

Felix Weston

Pilar Salazar

Lake Meriwether

Lucy

Mia Brooks

Andrew

In Treatment

Eladio

Laila

Spree

Kurt Kunkle

Once Upon a Time

Emma Swan

Regina Mills

Killian Jones

Mary Margaret Blanchard

David Nolan

Henry Mills

Mulan (non male readers only)

Graham

Neal Cassidy

Peter Pan

Jefferson

Dash and Lily

Dash

Lily

Boomer

Juno

Juno MacGuff

Paulie Bleeker

Summer Days Summer Nights

Debbie Espinoza

Frankie Espinoza

Scream (1 through 6)

Sidney Prescott

Billy Loomis

Mickey Altieri

Roman Bridger

Jill Roberts

Charlie Walker

Sam Carpenter

Tara Carpenter

Amber Freeman

Chad Meeks-Martin

Mindy Meeks-Martin

Quinn Bailey

Venom

Eddie Brock

Honest Thief

Ramon Hall

Beth Hall

Wild Child

Poppy Moore

Kate

Drippy

Freddie Kingsley

Monsters and Men

Manny Ortega

Marisol Ortega

Ghostbusters: Afterlife

Trevor Spengler

Phoebe Spengler (platonic only)

Error 143

Micah Yujin

Community

Abed Nadir

Troy Barnes

Annie Edison

Jeff Winger

Britta Perry

The Obession

Logan

Delilah

The New Girl

Lia Setiawan

Stacey Hoffman

Mythic Quest

Poppy Li

Brad Bakshi

Adventure Time

Finn

Princess Bubblegum

Marceline

Marshall Lee

Prince Bubblegum

Flame Princess

School Spirits

Madison

Simon

Charley (non female readers only)

Wally

Rhonda

Dungeons and Dragons: Honour Among Thieves

Simon Aumar

Disventure Camp

Aiden (non fem readers only)

James (non fem readers only)

Grease: Rise of the Pink Ladies

Jane Facciano

Olivia Valdovinos

Nancy Nakagawa

Cynthia Zdunowski

Richie Valdovinos

Ted Lasso

Roy Kent

Jamie Tartt

Keeley Jones

Sam Obisanya

Transformers: Rise of the Beasts

Noah Diaz

Elena Wallace

Mirage

Helluva Boss

Blitzø

Stolas (non female readers only)

Loona

Millie

Moxxie

Octavia

Verosika Mayday

Fizzarolli

Asmodeus

Hazbin Hotel

Charlie Morningstar

Vaggie (non male readers only)

Angel Dust (non female readers only)

Husk

Alastor (platonic only)

Vox

Lucifer

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (rise + mutant mayhem + tmnt 2007 + tmnt 2012)

Donnie

Mikey

Raph

Leo

April

The After Party

Yasper Lennov

Space Force

Tony Scarapiducci

Renfield

Teddy Lobo

Robert Montague Renfield

Undercovers

Bill Hoyt

Amazing Digital Circus

Jax

Parks and Recreation

Leslie Knope

Ben Wyatt

April Ludgate

Andy Dwyer

Jean-Ralphio Saperstein

Randy Cunningham: 9th Grade Ninja

Randy Cunningham (18+ people DNI unless requesting platonic stories)

The Earliest Show

Josh Bath

House of Lies

Clyde Oberholt

Mean Girls (movie + musical + movie musical)

Cady Heron

Regina George

Gretchen Wieners

Karen Smith/Shetty

Janis Ian/Sarkisian/Imi'ike (non male readers only)

Damian Hubbard (non female readers only)

Warm Bodies

Peep World

Nathan Meyerwitz

Your Boyfriend

Peter Dunbar

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