#Fiona Gilman x reader

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# day 6 w/ @philomena-propellente ‘s valentines event! , cut 4 length , grammar and spelling warning

INTRO

You just started dating them, and now it’s your job to figure out just how they show their undying love for you.

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The Prospector 

Norton doesn’t have the money to buy or get you anything fancy. It hurts his heart a little because he would love to splurge a bit on you, but also being stuck in a dangerous manor game doesn’t help either of your situations. (Especially when you are low on clues to get food…)

Norton’s love language is Physical Touch. This man is (already) all over you from the beginning to the end of your relationship. He just loves the way you feel in his arms and it makes him feel a tone better.

You should also make sure to reciprocate these actions. Norton will probably feel even more loved by you knowing that you want to touch him as well.

Please hold this man gently in your hands as he rests his head on your lap.

The Journalist

Alice most likely has her time slots filled with random things she has to get done, so as her partner, she would like you to understand and accept the fact that she can’t spend a lot of time around or with you. What she can do, are Acts of Service.

What she lacks in time management she makes up for in getting things done for you. Too tired to grab your laundry? She’s on it. Need a snack but you're too lazy to go and get it? She’ll be right back babe. And as a last resort, she would take your place in a match for you. ONLY if something bad has come up and the two of you have discussed every possible route you can take. (and only if you promise to heal her up + kiss her bandages.)

Alice adores every part of you and she seems like one to not fall very easily. So be thankful and glad to have someone like her in your life, and don’t take her for granted.

Please be gentle with her cuts and bruises as you heal her back up again.

The Mercenary 

Naib loves his alone time as much as he loves you, and he loves you a lot. Like Alice, you have to understand that he sometimes needs to be on his own for the time being. You search for him if you’d like, but he’d rather only wish you do if it’s an emergency. He will seek you out when he wishes for you to see you. (and that’s often.)

Naib seems like he would also dabble in Acts of Service. He’d do a lot for you, free of charge. Well, as long as you’ll cuddle him later. (Maybe make him something sweet?) The Mercenary would go as far as to kill for you, but would only wish to resort to this if necessary.

Naib is a man of few words and has his walls up at all times. (Like someone else I know… *cough cough* GANJI *cough cough*) You’ve managed to worm into his heart and he doesn’t plan on letting go any time soon.

Please hold this man in your arms when he inevitably wakes up from his recurring nightmares.

Cheerleader

Lily can be easily described as a bundle of energy just waiting to be released. She’s a great company and fills any void of loneliness in your bones. She is bright, funny, and overall an amazing person.

Lily has been cheering on others her entire life. Encouraging her brother as she watched him climb the ranks is a fond memory of hers and is cherished deeply. For these and many other reasons, Lily’s love language is Words of Affirmation.

To think that Lily’s enthusiasm would lack or stop when it came to you is just silly. If anything, it grows even stronger. You become her motivation to take on the day and the challenges that come with it. To run for her life if it meant she gets to see you at the exit game waiting for her arrival.

Please cheer her on as well, she needs you just as much as you need her.

The Seer

Eli should have predicted this, should’ve known he would fall head over heels for someone in the manor. But at last, you can’t change the past, or the future. Eli’s learned that the hard way. So while you're here with him now, let him bask in the light you radiate.

Eli Clark is one for Words of Affirmation alongside Physical Touch. Your skin is warm against his and envelops him completely. The Seer has always kept you close to him. Whether it be his hand entangled in yours, an arm around your waist, or anything else, he enjoys keeping you close to him.

Eli knows how words can affect people, so he always tries to compliment you when he can. Your outfit, your match performance, anything, and everything gets a smile and a nice compliment from him.

Please let this man wrap his arms around your waist as he hums an unrecognizable song in your ears.

The Priestess

Fiona is a self-proclaimed devotee to her god, but nowadays, she finds her devotion slipping. Her faith, disintegrating into ashes the longer she’s stuck in here. It’s given her a lot of time to think, but it’s also given her more time to spend with you. To forget about the unknown wonders of the world and just embrace your presence in its entirety.

Fiona Gilman’s love language is undoubtedly Quality Time.  She enjoys nothing more than to spend time with you outside the games. She doesn’t mind what or who it’s with, just that you're there. She also seems like she’s a sucker for picnics. Just the two of you is best, but if you insist on having others then that’s fine as well.

The Priestess has spent most of her days devoting herself to her religion and belief, which you don’t shame her for. She knows that her beliefs may not align with others, but she appreciates that you don’t give her crap about it. If she ever does find her faith in her god restoring, she would love to show you some of her practices.

Please accompany her on walks long after your curfew with only the stars as your witnesses.

ADDED BONUS’! 

 Bloody Queen

Mary was born with wealth and nobility to her name, she knows the power money has over people and the influence it can make. So she more than understands the currency of this strange manor. Not that she’s complaining though, she has more than enough clues and fragments to last a lifetime.

Mary Kriegburg's love language is Gifting. She has the clues too, so why not splurge on a new outfit for her daring? It’s the best way for her to show you that no amount of money can compare to the love that floods her unbeating heart.

If you do end up gifting something back to her, handmade or bought, she will cherish it. It may seem that Mary doesn’t like the handmade doll you made of her, but she sleeps with it during the nights you can’t accompany her. Her bed does feel cooler without you.

Please cherish everything she gives you, as she will do the same for you.

 The Photographer

Joseph doesn't get to see you often, as the two of you have your respective matches you're forced to perform in. And for whom? You'll never know. When your games are done for the day, he'll choose to seek you out. While he does prefer his own alone time, he wishes to be with you.

Joseph Desaulniers's love language has to do with Quality Time. He spends his time wisely so that he can save more for when both of you are available. The Photographer enjoys afternoon tea parties with you. Talk about anything or keep your mouth shut, he won't mind either. Your presence warms his dead body and it's such a welcoming feeling for the man that he yearns for it.

Joseph has already lost his brother in an already tragic manner, the Photographer keeps you close to ensure you don't meet an unexpected demise while he's not there. No, he doesn't want you to go back to your dorm room yet. Just stay by him for a moment longer and let him know you're not going anywhere one last time.

Please soak up the sun with him as he takes another picture of you.

note: RAHHHHHH I LOVE THIS (don’t come at me if you thought different love languages for them okay 😭)

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How to thanks a teammate with your partner (AMAB)

Fiona X Reader X Naib

Summary:

Sometimes matches goes bad & sometimes they go horribly wrong. This was supposed to be a hard lost, but you can always count on the Mercenary to rescue his teammates whatever the situation. You & Fiona figured it's about time someone show him some gratitude.

Rated: Explicit

Warning: Reader is slightly masochist I guess & Naib is rough (I find it very tame but I'll put it just in case)

The sound of the main doors cracking open and the sound of footsteps echoes in the silent manor, as three people enter. You and your two companions, Fiona and Naib, are back from a match you barely escaped thanks to the mercenary’s relentless effort.

The match had started fairly well, as you were down to 2 cipher machines in the Kreiburg map, and Luca hadn’t been chaired once. But it all went down the rabbit hole the moment he got downed, as it tends to occasionally happen in matches.

You didn’t really know what had happened, honestly. One moment, you were rushing to the rescue, as you were closest, and the next you were bleeding out on the ground. The hunter had ambushed you while you had only covered half the distance to Luca’s chair. You didn’t even got time to use your ability. He had fallen from somewhere high and used the advantage to land a double hit on you…prick.

By the time you had recovered your senses from the attack, the hunter had disappeared, and you heard the sound of someone getting terror shocked. Most likely Fiona at her cipher, as she was the closest. Probably got by surprise too. Welp, that was going to be a pleasant game for the four of you…

Luca had just entered the second half of the countdown, and Naib was trying to come to him and correct the shot. But he was being chased by the hunter, and that fucker knew how to cut his way.

As Luca countdown was getting near the end and Naib was still stuck with the hunter, Fiona got back up. You wish you had some of her healing abilities; maybe you should convert to her faith. You answered her call, but didn’t wait for her and got back up, making a bee line toward Luca. You could see his face light up as he saw you running at him encouraging you to go faster, but just as you were about to reach his restraint, you heard the familiar sound of the fireworks fuse getting lit up.

You still tried to get Luca out in a last effort, but you only burnt your hand in the process. Luca just watch you with a resigned look and flash you a resigned smile as he flies away to certain death, yet again. At least his gaze didn’t arbour any disdain for your failed rescue, but you would still need to apologize later. You felt horrible; exploding in the sky was NOT fun.

Not long after, Fiona joins you and starts healing you; getting back up from the ground was always an arduous task. Next time the hunter reopen that wound, you wouldn’t be able to patch it up alone, so you needed to fully recover before going back to decoding. Thankfully, Fiona’s patch work was fast, and she herself, didn’t need as much work on her wounds.

That woman had a mind of steel.

The mercenary had only been hit once, but he still had his 3 elbow pads at the ready, and now that he didn’t need to come get Luca or you anymore, he could fully focus on the chase. Fiona and you were quick to go back to the abandoned ciphers and rush the decoding while the mercenary lulled the hunter far away.

But the bastard was quick to catch on and ran back to Fiona’s cipher, hitting her as she popped hit. Meanwhile the merc was getting ready at one of the exit gates, while you waited for Fiona to go down before popping your own. Sadly, Fiona didn’t get back up. Oh, she definitely got that adrenaline boost to get back up. But the hunter hadn’t used his normal attack, and thus, he was quick to hit her again right as she got back up. Shit.

After that the hunter teleported to the exit gate and cut the merc attempt to escape short. Leaving him to go hide as he slowly gets incapacitated.

And since everything was going soooo great in this match, it took the hunter no time to find you. Bastard figured out which way you were using to get to Fiona. Youpi !

But this time, you would give them a run for their money. As your teammate got incapacitated, he notified you that the exit gate was open.

After what felt like an eternity of playing cat and mouse with the hunter, you hear the sound signalling that the merc was back up. And he was probably running toward Fiona.

Just as he gets her up, you get incapacitated… just as detention runs out. Frustrated, the hunter decides to chair you directly instead of running after the other two, settling for a draw. But as they guard your chair, you see the merc, all patch up, running toward you. He’s clearly not done with this match.

As the hunter gets ready to hit him, he uses his last elbow pad he had kept hidden, or did he find new ones? Dodging the attack and arriving directly in front of you, slamming his hands on the chair handles and grabbing you. As you split up, the hunter starts chasing you before going back to the merc, realizing that Fiona was calling for him. The fatigue probably getting to them, making them take rash decisions, and she uses this opportunity to distract him, waiting at the last moment to cancel the call as they were waiting on the other side.

You, on your hand, used those precious seconds to make a run for the exit, the merc doing the same but staying far away from you and making as much noise as possible to attract the hunter. You’re about to reach the exit, Fiona waiting for you, when you see the red outline of the hunter appearing at the gate.

Teleport.

As they reach their weapon to strike, you hear the subtle sound of an elbow pad being used in the distance as the mercenary appear right in front of you, taking the hit.

It seems the previous elbow pad was not his last.

The three of you finally make it out of there.

The walk back is spent in silence, as you’re all too exhausted (and ashamed) from the match.

Now back at the manor, the mercenary starts to walk away from the two of you, but Fiona calls to him.

“Mister Mercenary, Naib, I believe it is? Would you give us a moment, please?”

“What?” he barely turns around as he waits for her to continue. Not bothering with his tone of voice.

“Would you let us take care of your wounds? Our good doctor was eliminated during a game earlier today, so she will not be back before tomorrow morning, at least, which means there is nobody at the infirmary left to treat the wounded.”

As she finishes her sentence, he resumes his walk to his room: “I can do it myself.”

She followed after him with you on her talons. Knowing what she was trying to get at.

“I am certain of it, but it would be more effective if my partner and I were to take care of it. See it as a gesture of gratitude for your hard work in getting us to win. I fear we hardly were of any help back then. “She says sharing a look with you, as you both remember your incompetence.

You sight as you add, “She’s right, that’s the least we can do after our disastrous play.”

The merc only grunts before heading for the infirmary; you and Fiona take that as a yes following after him.

Once the three of you arrive at the infirmary, Fiona instructs Naib to sit while you recover the necessary items. He takes off his hood and shirt, revealing his muscled torso covered in scars. Both of you get to work under his scrutinizing gaze.

Fiona and you may have received more hits than him, but you would probably be both deaths right now if it weren’t for him, so your own wounds could wait. You’re taking care of Naib’s torso while Fiona takes care of his back, sitting on the bed behind him.

As you stitch him up, you can feel all the tension in his body. It doesn’t surprise you. He’s rarely open with others and seems to always be watching his back outside of matches. It’s no secret that before getting stuck in there, he killed a couple of the other players. There’s better for a first impression.

He probably didn’t have a proper moment of rest, since he entered the manor. And yet, you can always count on him to come to the rescue or body block until he can no longer get up.

Meanwhile, his gaze starts to wander as he lets you work. You look back up to check on Fiona, whose head pops up from behind one of his shoulders. You can see that Fiona has also noticed the tension in his body, and you both exchange a look as you decide to remediate to that problem.

“Say, Mister Mercenary” She starts with a soft yet playful tone in her voice as she murmurs in his ear. “You’re incredibly tense; would you like for us to help you with that?”

Naib’s eyes widened slightly before regaining his composure, ‘‘I’m fine; if you’re finished with the stitches, I’ll be going.”

Before he can move, you rise back up and put both your hands on either side of his shoulders as you look him in the eyes. He gives you a warning look, probably not happy at your attempt to keep him down.

“Are you really ok with being this stressed? It probably is very uncomfortable. Always watching your back… Even though you are so helpful in matches… “As you finish, Fiona’s hands come from behind his back, her nails tracing upward from his belly to the base of his neck while passing between his pecs.

At that, Naib inhale sharply, his pulse going up a notch from the tension. But he keeps his composure. Your gaze is still fixed on his, as he tries to protest, but your eyes have this hint of lust that makes it hard for him to speak, and Fiona’s wandering hands are not helping. It’s covering his brain into a mist from which he cannot get out.

Finally, he opens his mouth to speak. “All right.”

The moon light was shining softly, passing through the dark and transparent, silky curtains of Fiona’s room. Illuminating the base of the queen-size bed from which a series of moans was coming.

Naib was sitting in the middle of the voluptuous bed, sandwiched between you and Fiona. Fiona was eagerly kissing him, positioned between his open legs, her hands caressing him from under his shirt. In the meantime, you were busy with the back of his neck, kissing and sucking every bit of skin that was showing from his ears to his clavicle. He couldn’t control the moans and harsh breath escaping his throat.

Your hands were wandering to his pants, swiftly passing them under his belt. Following the soft trail of hair until you reach his half-hard cock to caress him, before going back to his belt and undoing it. Fiona joins in to free him completely, while you left your spot behind Naib to come join her in the front.

While Naib lets his back rest on the multitude of Fiona’s pillows, you take off your top clothing while she takes off her cloak. Naib surprises gaze rest on her horns; he can now clearly see they are coming out from her head and not attached to her hood. Fiona looks him in the eyes as she tells him:

“Just for tonight, you can grab them if you want…”

Naib was about to respond, but his breath got stuck in his throat at the unexpected sensation of your tongue licking his base and going up to his tip. At that, Fiona goes down and joins you. You’re both keeping yourself steady and preventing him from moving by holding his thighs. Fiona continues licking his cock, while you start going up his happy trail, leaving a trail of kisses and bites, your left hand reaching to grab his balls before caressing them. Naib reacts by grabbing Fiona’s horns reflexively, making her escape a squeal from his strength.

Fiona leaves Naib’s cock alone, but not before leaving the mark of her red lipstick as she kisses his tips. You seize the opportunity to take her place, your tongue encircling him as you start going down. You look up to see Naib’s head gets back down on the pillows, sighing softly as he closes his eyes.

Meanwhile Fiona starts to undo your own bottom clothing. Opening your legs for better access, she starts caressing your cunt with her middle and index fingers while kissing your ass cheeks. Finally, she uses her tongue to tease the bundle of nerves around your hole. You moan on Naib’s cock as she enters her fingers and expertly navigates. Reaching and twisting in all the ways she knows you like.

With Fiona’s encouragement, you start bobbing your head up and down Naib’s length faster, trying to focus on your task while you let out whines. The vibrations and your nails digging into his thighs send shivers down Naib’s spine as you deep throat him. He watches, getting harder at the sight of you two. His right-hand reaches to grab your hair and pull on them, encouraging you to continue as he senses his climax approaching.

It doesn’t take long for you to feel his grasp tighten as he pushes you all the way down his cock, unloading in your throat as he keeps you in place. You have to fight the gag reflex as he spasms inside you, emptying himself. Near your ass, Fiona’s long fingers abuse your sweet spot more fervently, and with Naib hold on to you, it only takes you a few seconds to reach your own high.

You let go of his dick, a string of saliva connecting you both, only broken by your tongue going over your lips, making sure you swallow everything as you look him in the eyes. Just the sight of it was enough to make him hard again, astonishingly quickly.

You start licking from the bottom of his belly and all the way up his chest until you reach one of his nipples and start sucking and nibbling on it. Naib let out a gasp of surprise and tries to restrain it, but your ministrations send shivers along his spine. You straddle his left thigh to stabilize yourself as you play with his nipples, using your mouth and left-hand while Naib tries to hold in his moans by covering his mouth. All the while Fiona is kissing his thighs and cock.

Having enough and being fully hard again, Naib grabs you with force and turns you around. In the blink of an eye, you found yourself head down on the mattress in front of Fiona. Who is enjoying the view of you down in front of her.

Naib grabs your waist and impales you on his cock without any warning. You cry out as you feel him get all the way in and out in a rapid motion, not leaving you anytime to get adjusted. He starts ramming into you, going at a faster pace at first. The state of your earlier orgasm helps you get accustomed to it, as you’re still in a daze. But you still have a hard time getting a hold of yourself. Your hands claw at the covers as you try to breathe in more air to get your focus back. There’s a certain discomfort and some pain as you get adjusted to Naib’s intrusion.

Fiona takes a hold of your face, placing it on her thigh and caressing your cheeks to ease and encourage you. Smiling as she found your desperate face excessively cute.

As for Naib, he can only think about chasing his high inside you. The sight of you, hopelessly trying to regain some sort of control from his relentless trust, makes him break a smirk. It’s been a long time since he got to blow out some steam. And all the stress he accumulated since he got trapped in here is finally getting let out on you and Fiona.

He closes his eyes, taking in all the sensations.

As you finally get adjusted to Naib’s intrusion, you look up at Fiona giving her a vengeful glare. Your hands are fast to leave the sheets and grab her thigh, making her fall on her back as you pull her to you. She let out a cry of surprise, and you pull her dress up. Wasting no time in going down on her.

At first, you let your tongue slide all over her entrance, biting at her folds playfully. Fiona’s breath hitches. Your tongue and teeth leave her folds to focus on her clit, licking and nibbling on the sensitive bud as you slowly insert a finger inside her.

You progressively add more fingers as she adjusts to your movement. She can feel the vibrations of your moans from Naib trust, sending delightful waves of pleasure to her clit. Your fingers move expertly inside her, finding her sweet spot in no time from the many nights you’ve spent together. She tries to refrain herself, but you have her a moaning mess in no time. Her back arching under you as her hands go up her belly to reach her breasts, massaging them through the fabric of her dress. With that, it doesn’t take long for her breasts to get freed from her dress as she starts pinching and rolling her nipples at the rhythm of your fingers.

Naib finally opens his eyes as he approaches his high, lending to the two of you. You focus on Fiona’s pussy as you take him in, letting out an occasional moan as he hit a soft spot. Fiona’s getting absolutely ruined by you, her eyes foggy, saliva dripping from her mouth as she let out exquisite moans all the while playing with herself.

He can’t take his eyes off the sight in front of him. He angles himself to hit that spot he found in you, changing his angle to trust more deeply, making sure you feel him rubbing on that spot. One of his hands reaches to rub your cock, stimulating you further.

Fiona is the first to cum. While she was slowly getting near her climax, you surprise her by biting down on her clit. Your teeth slightly digging into the flesh, just enough to feel some sort of pain, as your fingers press on her G-spot. The pain triggers her climax, resulting in a wave of pleasure that hit her like an electrical shock. She lets out a higher pitch moan, soon followed by more as you push her orgasm further.

During that time, you’ve started moaning louder as Naib deep trust brings you closer to your own orgasm. Soon after Fiona, Naib reaches his own climax, plunging one last time inside you with a strong trust. He groans as he unloads his cum inside you, his body spasming under the sensation.

A few more strokes on your cock are all you need to finally orgasm again. You let out a whimper, your walls clenching around Naib’s cock making him grunt.

Breathing heavily from the aftermath, you tenderly kiss Fiona’s inner thigh while Naib catches his breath on top of you, his fingers tracing soft circles on your hips and belly. His gaze locks into Fiona’s eyes as he gets out of you, his cock still semi hard as you let yourself fall onto the bed. She slowly let her eyes wander toward his lower body until she goes back to his eyes licking her lips hungrily.

You let yourself rest to the side while Fiona gets rid of her dress. Naib grins, getting a hold of Fiona’s ankle and pulling her toward him, to her delight. His hands holding her by her buttocks as he aligned her with his erected cock. She puts her arms around his neck smiling with a hint of smugness. She decides to lower herself on him slowly as she goes in for a kiss.

You watch them, lay down on the cover with your head resting on your crossed arms. Your hole dripping with Naib’s cum. Fiona is making a show of herself, letting out moans and whimpers as Naib trusts into her; she’s always loved to do that.

You decide to join along, coming behind her and pressing her against Naib firm chest before kneading her breast. You kiss her neck, biting on it occasionally. Naib goes back to kissing her as he picks up the intensity of his trust. You’re starting to wonder if his stamina bar ever goes down…

Meanwhile, Naib found ones of Fiona’s sweet spot and he’s abusing it. Between him and you playing with her very sensitive nipple, Fiona is an actual moaning mess; you know she’s not acting anymore.

Your hands leave her breast, caressing her as you go up to finally settle your fingers into her mouth as Naib leaves her lips to get some air. She eagerly licks them, her long tongue rolling around your fingers as you press on it. Your other hand grabs her neck, squeezing at it just enough to make her vision go blurry, but not enough to make her pass out.

Having lost his spot, Naib decides to turn his attention toward you. His tongue going past your lips and wasting no time in finding yours. One of his hands going toward your legs to knead your balls and cock. Stimulating your already sensitive dick.

It doesn’t take Naib much longer to cum. He presses Fiona one last time down his cock and let his thick load spread inside her.

You leave Naib’s mouth to give Fiona one last push by biting her on the neck, enough to draw blood, and squeeze her neck tighter. You and Fiona cum together, Naib’s fingers squeezing you dry of your seeds, while Fiona milks his cock to his last drop.

Your arms find their ways to Fiona’s waist, hugging her gently as you press yourself on her back and rest your head on her shoulder. Naib takes his fingers away from you and presses them to Fiona’s lips. She opens her mouth, lapping his fingers clean of your seeds. The two of you watching her, satisfied.

Fiona gets out of Naib’s lap, drop of cum dripping down her thighs as his cock gets dislodged. You let go of Fiona and stretch yourself. In the meanwhile Naib gets up and starts gathering his clothes. You and Fiona exchange a look at that.

“What are you doing?” Fiona asks him.

“Getting my clothes, I’m not getting back to my room butt necked.” He answers.

At that you respond, “Don’t be silly, just stay here. Your room is on the other side, and you’re just as exhausted as we are.”

Naib looks at you two with surprise, stopping in his movements.

Fiona gets down on her stomach, her head resting on her hands and her legs dangling in the air before continuing.

“She’s right, my bed’s big enough and way more comfortable than whatever you probably have.”

You follow with: “You’re gonna leave us all alone in a bed you just barely warm up? How cold of you, Mr. Mercenaryyy~”

Naib takes a few seconds to think about it. The two of you don’t seem to mean anything more by it, and he would be lying if the thought of going back to his empty room wasn’t already making him feel cold. And Fiona’s bed does look appealing, with her silky sheets and the mountain of pillows, which he can attest are very comfortable.

The prospect of you two to keep warm for the night was also very appealing.

“…if you insist, I could keep you warm while you sleep.”

You and Fiona smile smugly, not buying his act, but happy at the prospect of snuggling.

“First things first though!” Fiona starts with a serious expression as she gets up. “Nobody is allowed inside my bed until they clean themselves, so hop we go!”

She finishes her sentence by clapping her hands together.

You start pouting thinking to yourself, ‘dammit, I had hoped she would be too tired to think about that, I want to sleeeep.’

Once everyone got cleaned up and put on some night clothes, you all head to bed. Naib had finished first and was waiting for the two of you. You and Fiona are getting under the cover on either side of him.

He was ready to hold the two of you, but he is taken by surprise as Fiona embraces his head gently and put him on her chest. Her hands caressing his damp hair softly. You come from behind to hug his waist, caging him gently as you snuggle your face at the base of his neck. Your legs entangling together with him and Fiona.

While the action surprises him at first, he doesn’t protest. He feels enveloped in warm, and it makes him feel strangely… safe. For the first time since he came to the manor, he feels as if nothing bad will happen to him. Falling into Morpheus’s sweet embrace, without a second thought. Fiona and you follow shortly after. A soft smile on your lips.

Why these 2? Honestly I just felt like it.

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IDV Ladies and their Love Languages ♡

Alice DeRoss

Alice’s love language is quality time. Time is something she doesn’t have much, and a lot of the time in her life is unpleasant. When she is able to be around someone and not have to worry about work, her past, or anything else but enjoying the time she’s given, she is more than happy. 

-Her favorite things to do include: working on projects with you, sitting and either brushing your hair or having you brush her hair, and listening to music or you talking to her about an interesting subject

-In the manor, the most common place to find her is the Library. No one would be surprised if she eventually ends up reading every book organized on those towering shelves.

-To do something nice for her, offer to let her pick out a few books and read them to her. Sometimes, she gets tired and a little confused, a trait carried through from her childhood, and loves listening to you read so she doesn’t fight with the words on the page.

-However, when she’s feeling good and has plenty of energy, she’s just as happy to read to you, if you wish.

Anne Lester

Anne’s love language is acts of service. When she was younger, she thrived off of words of affirmation, but after being neglected, betrayed, and heartbroken, she’s learned that she can’t take loosely thrown words to heart. When one shows their affections for her, however, she’s all the more likely and happy to reciprocate. While she does thrive off of the praises of others, it means so much more to her if one can both say and show what she means to them. Once she trusts someone, she’s willing to do almost anything. 

-What you can do for her to make her feel loved: After a match, ensure she’s ok and take care when patching her up. Show interest in her toys! She would be ecstatic if you asked to make one with her! You two would come up with the cutest idea, maybe two wooden dolls that come together in an embrace when pushed in such a way. No matter what, even if you messed up, she’d be enamored with you. 

Demi Bourbon

Physical Touch! No way around it. It’s both how she feels the most loved, and how she shows her affection for others. She’s very outgoing and bright and, though she has a strong temperament, she isn’t quick to anger. Instead, she’s boisterous and hearty, dragging people around, giving them a solid hand to the back, or squishing their face with both her hands whenever she’s excited or happy, which is most days. 

-Demi is always happy to have you drag her away to cuddle

-she loves attention from you

-if you were completely fine with public displays of affection, she’d squeeze you as tight as possible then and there, wherever you are. 

-but, she’s also fine with being all over you behind closed doors. 

-When in matches and you happen to be near each other

-she’ll always kiss you, hug you, or hold your hand

-or if you’re containing the hunter and she passes by you to hand you a drink, her hand will linger as long as possible

-as if to say “come on, you got this.” or “I believe in you.” 

Emily Dyer

Word of affirmation is Emily’s love language. She’s very sweet and always tries to see the best in others first. She can be a coward sometimes, and there are certain things that are uncomfortable to her, but when someone says they’re proud of her, or tells her that it's ok to be afraid, and reminds her that she is loved, the world seems like the perfect place to her.

-Emily has a bad habit of getting down on herself and accidentally affecting others with her attitude. She believes that she’s thrown her life away. As she gets older, and doesn’t have that stability she once longed for, her head becomes cloudy.

-She appreciates more than anything when you just take her hands in yours, gently brush your thumbs across the back of her hands and tell her everything’s going to be ok.

-Tell her that everything will work out, that she’s a hard worker and her ambition will pay off

-She’ll instantly perk up, and she’ll absolutely do something sweet for you in return

Emma Woods

Acts of service! Emma has both time and ability aplenty and wishes to put them to good use! If she feels as though she had made a mistake, she’s already making whoever she wronged a nice meal or is offering to take over one of their matches. She seeks out those who she’s bonded with in order to show them the fruits of her labor, whether it be an exuberant bouquet of flowers from her very own garden, or a foldable pop-up card she managed to figure out how to make herself.

-When it comes to being in a relationship with her, you two are practically never apart. 

-If you’re still asleep by the time she wakes up, she’ll gently push open your door and waken you with the utmost tenderness and sincerity. 

-Either that, or she’ll go ahead and eat breakfast, then bring yours up to you if you have still yet to wake.

-In matches, she prioritizes your health over anything else

-If you’re injured, she’ll forget decoding in order to heal you up

-You better bet she’s risking getting hit to dismantle the chair you’re about to be tied to if you’re caught by the hunter. 

-And if she isn’t able to save you in time, or messed something up in a match, she’ll be ready to apologize with a big hug and a sweet treat!

Fiona Gilman

Fiona loves giving and receiving gifts! Despite the fact that she’s not materialistic, like at all, she loves knowing that something reminds someone of her. Her room is filled with trinkets and fun things that signify her relationships with other people. She’s easily attached, but smart about her relationships. 

-It can get difficult for you, sometimes. Fiona will come back with a rock found on some map where she was playing. 

- “Look,” she points excitedly, “This vein of blue reminded me so much of the time you and I…”

-“And these little specks of gold…”

-She’ll explain every meaning she found in this small rock, and you smile, grateful, for the gift.

-But then you have to go back to your room and find a place for it next to the 12 others. 

-It's ok though, she’s just as happy when you do the same.

Helena Adams

Physical touch. How could it not be? Having lost her sight at a young age, she hasn’t been able to see much of the world, but she’s certainly been able to feel it. She loves to feel the curves, calluses, and crevices of one's hands, holding them intently not because she needs to be led, but because she wants to experience.

-After getting comfortable with you as a person. One night, she asked bashfully if she could take your face in her hands

-She spent an hour just running her smooth, small fingers over each minute detail of your features, as if memorizing how you look without even seeing you

-It became her favorite thing to do

-She loves everything that makes your face unique. The shape of your nose, where your forehead becomes your hairline, the shape of your lips, all of it.

-Even though by now she knows what you look like by heart, she still can’t help but putting her hands on your cheeks and peppering kisses over where she loves the most

-only in private, though

-But you can hold her hand any time you want

Margaretha Zelle

Quality time! She believes in choosing what to do with her own life, so choosing to spend time with someone equates to value, since she chose for herself what to do! Margaretha can be absent-minded at times, and is very grateful if someone reminds her to do something, or better yet, helps her out. Cleaning, cooking, playing in matches. It would lighten her load and make her oh so happy if someone were there with her.

-She often wishes that you could be in every match with her.

-She really appreciates it when you volunteer to take someone’s place just to be with her

-Sometimes that's a mistake, though

-If you happen to be near her at the beginning of the match, she place down a music box for speed, and instead of promptly decoding, she’ll grab your hand and pull you into a dance

-A few matches have gone wrong this way

-but that doesn’t stop her from spending time with you

Note: Sorry for not posting anything yesterday, I got home really late and almost immediately fell asleep. The second half of the women of idv will be posted tomorrow. I'll probably make 2 more posts like this after that, two for the men, and let me know if this subject for select hunters sounds appealing! Thank you all for your support! I love you <3

(also, this is not proof-read, I'll probably edit it tomorrow)

[xiaoyoa]

May I request romantic headcanons of Qi Shiyi, Fiona Gilman, and Michiko with an s/o who loves to pamper them ♥

If the amount of characters are too much/prefer not to write you can just choose whoever you want to write for :)

PAMPERING S/O X FIONA, QI, MICHIKO

warning - none! / gender neutral terms / romantic

note - i am SOSOSO sorry for responding to this ask so late! i've had lots of college business and it's all been so hectic...this is my first offical writing though!! hopefully i can look back on this and see how much i've improved.

FIONA GILMAN

- fiona loves you so much, she cannot amount it into words.

- she could care less if you're distant, close, introverted, extroverted....if you managed to get her to love you, she'll love you for eternity

- HOWEVER.

- fiona will never encourage you to spend money on her, or take time out of your day to fufill her needs - however if you DO carry out these activities, she'll fall in love all over again

- fiona's achilles heel is attention, if you give her gifts or massage her when stressed etc etc she will shut down...

- she always returns the favor tenfold though! you bought her a small teddy bear? she bought you twenty. LARGE ones.

- she LOVES pampering you, so make sure you pamper her back - she loves that even more!

- do try not to pamper her too much though, she may completely overload!

QI SHIYI

- qi, much like fiona is a very loving woman

- her love language, however, swings more towards the quality time side.

- her favourite things to do with you is to sit together, perhaps her playing the flute and you reading a book - or maybe you both go out to the garden and look at the flowers?

- either way, she will never pass up an opportunity to spend time with you

- if you were to pamper her, she might not know how to react at first

- she loves it, dont get me wrong! it's just not her style

- you'll find that if you give her gifts - she'll use them religiously

- you gave her a necklace, perhaps? she's wearing it for the next 6 months

- her favourite thing to recieve is hair accessories, or anything hair related! if you suggest doing her hair for her, she won't shut up about it until you do it (she'll only subtly mention it, but after the 50000th hint you'd probably get the point)

MICHIKO

- OH. MY. GOD.

- she ADORES being pampered!

- you and her are a perfect match, even more so than you were when the two of you fell in love!

- michiko adores you, her favourite part of the day is coming back to you and seeing how you're going to pamper her this time

- do her nails? she'll do yours as well! you've brought her some gifts? she'll cherish these forever, thank you s/o! spa night? can't we just do a spa night 24/7, s/o?

- michiko will pamper you back, but she much prefers being pampered by you

- sometimes she'll even fake being ill or upset so you can dote on her....

- in conclusion, pamper michiko and shes never letting go of you, EVERRR

- one thing michiko can never turn down is when you offer to help with her makeup, she finds it so endearing that you want to help with a major part of her identity and culture

- in conclusion she is the BEST person to pamper

[aesopcatt]

Idv Characters I Write For

Emily Dyer  Emma Woods Naib Subedar Martha Behamfil Tracy Reznik Fiona Gilman Vera Nair Kevin Ayuso Margaretha (Margie) Zelle Eli Clark Aesop Carl Norton Campbell Patricia Dorval Mike Morton Jose Baden Demi Bourbon Victor Grantz  Andrew Kreiss Luca Balsa Melly Plinius Edgar Valden  Ganji Gupta  Anne Lester Emil Ada Mesmer Orpheus Joker (Weepy) Luchino Diruse Qi Shiyi Frederick Kreiburg Alice DeRoss Lilly Barriere (Platonic) Matthias Czernin Florian Brand Violetta  Michiko (platonic) Wu Chang Joseph Desaulniers Mary Antonio Galatea Claude Grace Alva Lorenz Ithaqua Sangria Fools Gold Lady Truth Mr. Inference Siegfried Melodis (Noir) White Gatto Desire Melodis (D.M) Necromancer Narcissus Lady Bella Kroto Ronald Of Nice Paranormal Detective Lockheart Sway Tuberose Datura Rosemary Phantom Sail

I write ships and x reader

I also write for other skins for characters

I write Ada and Emil together and separate 

I write for any ship that isn’t a pro-ship!!!!

[saeyv]

Requesting + Blog FAQ ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱

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Blog FAQ

"What do you blog about on… this blog?"

I write Identity V x reader headcanons, shorts, and drabbles! I will potentially post some art and stories of my OC or Canon Characters that I created for the game as well.

"Whats is your gender focus for readers, Saey?"

I try really hard to make the majority of my works gender-neutral and for individuals AFAB. I do write a good portion of fem!reader, and I am open to exploring some m!reader writing too. It just depends on the vibe I try to go for in a headcanon and for my comfort.

"What characters will you write about?"

To be honest, I am not sure •᷄ࡇ•᷅ I really like writing boys because I am a boy enjoyer, and I am looking forward to writing a lot about my favorite character Joker! However, this doesn't hinder me from writing about really cute girls! Below I will include a list of characters I want to write about. ♡

"Do you provide warnings on your headcanons?"

I always have and always will! The format above the image space will always contain the prompt/request, the hunter/survivor and the identity, warnings, the reader's gender, and an author's note!

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Requesting FAQ

"How can I request?"

I would really prefer it if you sent a request in the following format:

Provide the hunter or survivor's name + alias [example: Can you write for Joker (Weeping Clown)...]

Provide the idea you have or want to see [1-5 sentence preference!]

Provide any additional comments you have for me, please!

I would prefer if requests were formatted this way for the sake of clarity. If you provide too much in the prompt/idea, chances are I will not respond to it, as I like room to have some creative freedom. Plus, requesting in this format makes it much easier for me to know what you would like!

"When will I be taking requests?"

I usually will let you all know in a blog post so be on the lookout for those, because they will pop up! Usually, I will take 2-3 requests at a time, depending on what is requested.

"Are there limitations to how much or what I request?"

I tend to not have any limitations when it comes to what my readers can or cannot request, let alone how many requests you send to me! If you have seen my past works floating around, you know I explore many difficult themes. Don't let anything stop you from requesting fluff or soft content either, because there is a chance I can create something if I am inspired! However, I will not write any mature headcanons for canonically underage Identity V champions. There will be no exceptions to this.

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Characters I Want To Write!

Joker!! ♡♡ (Weeping Clown & Smiley Face)

Michiko (The Geisha)

Grace (The Naiad/Fisherwoman)

Alva Lorenz (The Hermit)

Norton Campbell (Fool's Gold)

Naib Subedar (The Mercenary)

Margaretha Zelle (The Dancer)

Eli Clark (The Seer)

Fiona Gilman (The Priestess)

Victor Grantz (The Postman)

Andrew Kreiss (The Gravekeeper)

Luca Balsa (The "Prisoner")

Luchino Diruse (The Professor)

Alice DeRoss (The Journalist)

[idv-hc-center]

What about... Yandere Fiona and/or Mike hcs?– Only if it's okay for you, of course.

ayo first fiona request thats cool

warnings (there is a lot): yandere behavior, forced relationship, stalking, obsession, murder, kidnaping, mention of suicide, manipulation

Fiona

Since she first saw you, she knew you were her soulmate

Your souls are connected, and she will do anything in her power to keep that connection

For Fiona, you don't have a choice to reject her

She is going to always be there following your every step

After all, you are connected, and even she won't let you run away

But at first, she would seem harmless

She would try to befriend you to get as close to you as possible

After that, you would notice some of her bizarre behavior

Constantly saying how you are connected and it was her destiny to meet you

It was weird, but you always knew she was a spiritual person

Maybe that's her way of showing she cares about you?

Her holy key is a great tool helping her stalk you

She is always watching you from the shadows

and if you notice something moving in the corner of your eye, she can quickly teleport away from the room

Eventually, you would call her out on her weird behavior

to what she would respond that she doesn't know what you are talking about

There is no point in running away from her

She is always a step behind you

Fiona wouldn't kidnap you as she believes you are already connected and the end is near, so there is no need to

but she would hundred percent kill someone

Not out of jealousy, why would she be jealous if you are her soulmate

but out of a pure desire to help you

That pathetic person was bothering you

and putting some nonsense in your head about how you should be careful of Fiona

Why would she spare someone like that?

They are just another difficulty on your path, and she will gladly take care of that

That person would randomly disappear one day

Maybe they somehow ran away from the manor?

or maybe from the sheer desperation of being stuck in a death game, they just chose an easy way out, and they ended it

Nonetheless, when you found out who did that, you were mortified

Yes, Fiona was weird, and her behavior was bizarre, but you never expected her to do something like that

It made you sick

But she wouldn't seem to understand why you were in such a state

They were just another obstacle

and she got rid of them

You would tell her to never speak to you again, but there is no point in running away from her

You are connected, and she will always be one step behind you

Mike

Mike honestly would be one of the worse yanderes you could meet

He already lost everything he loved, and he won't take any chances of losing another person he loves

He will gladly use everything he can to stop that

First, he would use his charm to lure you in

Well, he is quite attractive, and his personality seems nice, so it would be hard to resist any flirting from him

but it was a trap

Now since you are in a proper relationship, he will do anything to keep you in it

He would manipulate you and make you hundred percent dependent on him

You can't run away if you can't do anything on your own

He would be incredibly jealous, being scared you would leave him

He could start a big argument over any minuscule interaction you had with anyone

and if there was a certain person who wouldn't leave you alone, he wouldn't be afraid to kill them

He would try to hide that fact, but you'd quite quickly found out

You were mortified, but before you could react in any way, you felt a sharp pain in your neck and head

You passed out

When you woke up, you were tied to a chair

and basically freaking out

Mike would come out of the shadow and began to explain how its the best solution for both of you

You are his, and you can't do anything without him

If you tried to run away (which was obvious you would do) you would just hurt yourself

and he can't let that happen

So for the both of yours good, he will have to keep you there

safe

You were another missing person in the manor

and somehow everyone quickly forgot about you

or maybe they wanted to forget about you so they wouldn't have to deal with him

[identityvanemoia]

ayo some priestess x fem!reader with some cuddling would be nice! ty for your time 😸

Please specify if you would prefer general HCs or a short written piece. I am able to provide both, though I am unsure of which you would prefer.

Fiona Gilman cuddling with Fem!S/O HCs

» The Priestess, though a strong and confident woman when it comes to her work in trials, can grow quite exhausted using her mythical abilities to safely run and protect others. This leaves her quite in need for some R&R.

» This means, after a nice shower to rinse off the sweat and grime, Fiona will happily accept an offer for cuddling, that is if she has not made a request prior.

» Though she is alright with PDA, she prefers cuddling to be more intimate and will ask that you two return to her room so you may hold one another in private. 

» After dressing down, she will invite you to her bed for a nice, comfortable place to relax. It will help to ease her strained muscles. 

» Her favorite position for cuddling involves having you sit with your back against her bedframe, while she wraps her arms around your midsection so she may press her ear to your chest and listen to your heartbeat. 

» Fiona truly prefers to have her head along your breasts, as it is a sign that you trust having her so close to you. She will always ask to do so, however, as she does not wish to cause you any distress.

» Ask to play with her hair and she will undo her braid, allowing her locks to fall gently to her shoulders. She will also move herself accordingly so you may run your fingers through the strands, tilting her head to follow your touch.

» If you request to cuddle with her, she will always hold you tenderly, as though attempting to protect you from some greater evil neither of you quite know.

» Do you have a specific method of cuddling you prefer? She is all ears, and more that welcome to trying out new ways to hold you, so long as you feel safe beside her.

» Often times she will lightly stroke your face with the back of her fingers and nails, simply admiring you as one arm holds you close to herself. 

» Small, short kisses are another favorite of hers while cuddling. Though it is nothing too passionate, she wishes to show her appreciation for you in ways words usually cannot, so she provides the occasional kiss to the forehead or cheek.

» There are some times, however, where the Priestess will coo at you regardless, showering you in affirmations that you are a blessing to her, one she is ever so thankful for. 

» The most common phrase she says to you is, “What have I done, or who answered my prayer to be in the company of such a lovely lady? And how will I ever repay them if they have allowed me to meet such a magnificent woman?”

» Her hands are almost always pressed against your skin, but when they are not, she will take your palm and trace her nails along the curves against it, smiling as she reads it to you.

» When sleep comes to take you both, Fiona will reach for the covers herself so you both may huddle under them, though she does not wish to break the space between you and herself.

[sakurayumeno]

Ooo first female request! And thank you anon, I will 

Happy Birthday Fiona! ^^

Fiona Relationship Hcs

Fiona is a passionate person to begin with, so that would definitely transition into her love life

Big PDA fan. She loves to hold your hand at random times, hug you from the back, or even link arms with you when you walk together. She’s a bit touch starved, so she would love if you did this back to her, it gets her so giddy having your warmth on her

This being said, she gets clingy at times without even realizing it. She will pout if you have to go or you tell her to stop. She knows you mean well, so she won’t take it to heart

She has the sweetest kisses. They tend to be short, but always leave you smiling after. She usually gives eskimo, forehead, and cheek kisses, but on some occasions she’ll give you kisses on your lips. They last longer than her usual ones because she puts more love and care into them

She’s a very understanding person, so if you have any problems and would like to vent, she is the best person to go to. She’ll also give you some great advice if you seek it. She’s fine if you decide to ask someone other than her, but secretly gets a bit jealous

Tell her about your interests, she’ll love each and every one of them. She’s open minded to anything you like, so if you like a specific music genre or artist, guess what, you just made another fan of it

Gets so happy if you’d want to learn about her interests and tells you everything about them. The one thing she doesn’t mention is her religion because she thinks you should believe in what you want and doesn’t want to make you feel like she’s forcing you into it since she’s your partner

Enjoys reading and would recommend some books she likes for you

She will praise you a lot if you’re with her, even for something little like getting up early 

She doesn’t like seeing you hurt and will sacrifice herself in matches when the hunter is chasing you

If you both ever get out of the manor, she would want to live with you somewhere on the countryside. She loves nature and finds it so beautiful and calming compared to the city

She surprisingly has a lazy eye and gets insecure about it at times, so she would appreciate it if you comforted her during this

[euryd-ce]

❁ DORNRÖSCHEN

PAIRING: Yandere! Fiona Gilman x GN! Reader

CW: Arson, General Yandere Themes, Murder, Nonconsensual Touching, Obsessive Behavior, Somnophilia(?), Suicide

NOTE: this turned out longer than I thought it would...

It became clear when she took a glance at her rather guiltful past — you reminded her of a fairytale in all its details: innocent as the flourishing love between its protagonists, captivating like its poised beauties and magnanimous charms, but also far out of her reach like the tales her strict yet well-meaning mother urged her to quit chasing.

Your arrival was much more grandiose to her than it really was. A number of survivors crowded the front door to greet you personally, and it was as though you were well acquainted with the fauna around the manor as the birds merrily chirped for you. It helped that the warmth of the afternoon sun seemed to grace your head like a fleeting crown of golden light, and that the harsh storm had suddenly subsided moments before your arrival, replacing itself with nothing a faint rainbow.

Each occurrence seemed to line up so well with one another that you were made out to be the human embodiment of an elysian paradise. While others may have seen such occurrence as some sublime coincidence, Fiona believed otherwise — that it was the deliberate aligning of the stars, that fate brought you to her.

She admired you from afar, only ever speaking to you once in an awkward attempt to introduce herself a day after your arrival. But she felt confused as a month quickly passed — you seemed different, so different from her. Both of you were set apart by a great divide akin to a dephtless ravine. She wanted to ask her god if it was a cruel joke, a mockery to remind her of the troublesome past between her parents, if she had become exactly like her father and you her mother, if eventually, the repetition of events would completely tear you away from her.

In a few moments you were going to have a match with the priestess, but you couldn't help but notice the perturbed look she held — she looked worried about something. The others would always tell you to pay no mind, that the woman was a spiritualist not meant to be taken seriously, but you with your benevolent heart reached out to her and asked, "Is something troubling you?"

Almost immediately, she was snapped out of her trance and turned to look at the source of the voice; it was you. There was no judgement in your eyes, no forced politeness — it was what it was: genuine concern.

Perhaps you wouldn't be as distant as she thought you would, perhaps it was the ravine she envisioned that was illusory. The thought of being able to take hold of a future with her soulmate brought warmth to her cheeks. Caught once again in her reverie, Fiona almost forgot to respond to you. She could only look down in shame after realizing she might have made a fool out of herself.

You quietly laughed, as if reading her thoughts, "Don't worry about it, Gilman, was it?"

"...yes," she said in a voice you almost couldn't hear before looking away from you as an attempt to hide her flushed cheeks. It was thought that you even bothered to remember her name that worsened the warmth — Yog Sothoth forbid you could read her mind.

The match began immediately after, but Fiona's prayers weren't answered when she had ended up running straight to the hunter in the hospital; however, the Ripper didn't seem any more pleased either as 'he' found chasing the priestess quite troublesome. His already bad mood only made things worse — 'he' eventually became so agitated that 'his' finishing blow left several gashes along her back, harshly knocking her into the cold hard ground.

Jack quickly came back to his senses and saw the bloody priestess on the ground. Feelings of guilt somehow arose within him — 'he' had gone too far again. Instead of bringing the unconscious priestess into a rocket chair, he carried her toward the nearest survivor, which happened to be you.

"I've made a terrible mistake," he cleared his throat. "and I may be in need of some... assistance"

You stayed where you were, not immediately trusting his words. Despite your rather good relationship with the hunters, you always kept your guard up when it came to matches.

"I can see you." Jack calmly said at your pitiful attempt to hide behind the moving statue before setting down Fiona, "You can come out now, (Name)."

Slowly, you came out of hiding, but your eyes immediately darted toward the unconscious body of the woman you had been talking to moments ago. You immediately crouched to examine her back, where you saw three large gashes. It was as if she fought a bear face to face, but of course you knew better and that the bear you were imagining was actually Jack.

You glared at the masked man, "Not so much of a gentleman now are we?"

"I am aware of that., but I have no experience in treating wounds this... severe."

"How did this happen?" You questioned. The answer may have been obvious, but you always thought that he was one to hold back in these matches; it seemed unnatural for him to injure someone this badly.

"I wasn't in right state of mind," He explained. "I think... 'he' almost took a hold of me- completely."

You suppressed your anger — even if you wanted to scold or yell at him you were also too stunned at the gruesome sight to possibly do so, and you knew that 'he' was not someone Jack could easily control. Still, you barely knew the priestess, but no one deserved to be subject to such fate.

"She'll be okay." You told Jack and looked away from the body, letting out a sigh you unknowingly had been keeping in, "but it'll take a while for sure."

"I think it'd be best if you took a break, maybe do something you like... Do you still paint?"

Jack hummed, "That I do, and perhaps I will..."

Meanwhile, Martha and Ganji seemed to have noticed the sudden pause in the match as you heard them yelling for you from a distance — they were most likely wondering where you and Fiona went. You tried to lift her body to prevent the bloody mess from spreading and turned to leave.

"If you want to dodge a bullet, it'd be best if you surrender," you warned, knowing how much the hunters hated Martha's flare guns. "... that is unless you're secretly interested in that."

Jack crossed his arms, "I am most certainly not, but I appreciate the warning. Farewell for now, and thank you once again, (Name)."

You parted ways after that, Jack surrending and going back to the hunters' side of the manor and you meeting up with the rest of your team to help get Fiona back to the manor.

The two were shocked to say the least; they were under the impression that the Ripper had played one of his sick games again, and that you found the priestess bleeding out because of him. They were infuriated, but after a quick explanation of what actually happened, they gradually calmed down.

"I'll take it from here. Thank you, Ganji and Martha." You bowed after they had set the Priestess down.

Before leaving the room, Ganji turned around, "Do you want me to call Emily?"

"No, there's no need."

Ganji raised his brow, so you elaborated, "I think it'd be more convenient for Emily if I did this myself. After all, my room is right next to her's, so if something were to happen, I'd be able to come quickly while Emily wouldn't have to worry about climbing flights of stairs..."

"I see, but in that case, don't overwork yourself. I'll try to help you if you need me to." He reminded you before leaving the room.

You only only realized how arduous the task would be when you removed her hood, which you had used to stop the bleeding. Looking at the gashes sent a chill down your spine; it showed what 'he' was capable of doing with even the smallest control over Jack. You tried to set those thoughts aside and got back to work, managing to at least stop the bleeding and clean the wounds.

As if on cue, Fiona regained consciousness. She laid face down on her bed and felt someone touching her back, so she jolted up on instinct — only to immediately feel an agonizing pain.

"Ah, you're awake," you gently patted her strawberry pink hair, effectively calming her down. "Just... Don't move too much for now. If you can."

She started to remember what had happened — the Ripper struck her harder than he normally did, causing her to collapse and slowly lose consciousness, but he didn't pick her up. Her memories of what happened next were foggy as she had probably lost consciousness by then. She expected to wake up in Emily's makeshift clinic, but instead of that, she woke up to you treating her wounds.

Fiona faced you, but before she could speak you explained, "I'll be taking care of you. It's the least I can do- for you and for Emily."

'For me?' she thought, disregarding the latter portion of your claim. The idea of having all your attention for herself made her feel warm — it made her feel like she was the most important person to you, like there was no divide in the first place.

She loved that, and she loved you.

You weren't aware of what the priestess was thinking of, but seeing her smile put you at ease. You were honestly expecting her to mutter incoherent sayings about an eldritch god, but once again, those rumors seemed to remain rumors.

"I'll get going for now. Surely, my presence might bother- "

"No!" She interrupted you, and quickly grabbed your right hand despite the pain it brought to her back.

"Do... you need something?" You tilted your head in curiousity.

Fiona realized what she had done, and her light blush worsened. "No... but you... you aren't a bother. I thought I'd let you know," She trailed off before she could blurt out what she originally wanted to say.

"That's nice to know," you gave her a small smile from the doorframe. "Make sure to rest well, miss Gilman. I'll hear you from my room if you call me, so do so if you need to."

You left her room, but you didn't leave her mind. She liked the way her name left your lips — even if it was her surname, even if it was likely out of respect as you two weren't close yet. She brought the pillow she was hugging closer to her, imagining what it'd be like if you were in its place, before finally falling asleep.

The next day, Fiona felt better — not completely, but enough to be able to move a little more than yesterday. She opened the door, but saw that you were on the other side holding a tray of food.

"Oh, miss Gilman, are you feeling better? I didn't think you'd be awake at this time..." You asked.

Fiona turned to look at her clock and saw that it was only a quarter until six, the time she normally woke up. She wondered if you actually paid attention to her without her knowing.

"I am," she answered and looked back at you. "I was about to go down for breakfast."

"Don't be ridiculous." You furrowed your brows, and looked around you before entering her room, "You're hurt."

You set the tray down by the end of her bed and ushered her back to its comfort, "Would you like me to feed you?"

Your question startled her more than you thought it wood, evident in how her eyes widened before meeting yours. She looked a little funny, and you couldn't help but laugh.

"I'll take that as a no," you said before bringing the tray closer to her.

Fiona regretted looking startled — she did want you to feed her, even if she could do so herself. However, it was too late to ask, and It'd only make things more awkward if she suddenly changed her mind. She wondered if you were this kind to strangers, or if your pampering was unnatural and that you felt the same connection she did. Not that she had any complaints, not that she wanted you to stop. She liked that it was you, and that she could possibly be one of the only people you did this for. It made her feel special — like she was a part of your fairytale, and like she was your princess.

After she had finished eating, you neatly arranged everything left on the tray then picked it up as you prepared to leave the room. "I'll come back for your other two meals later, miss-"

"Fiona," she looked at you. "Just... just call me Fiona."

You turned to look at her and politely smiled, "Alright then, Fiona."

This treatment went on for quite a while. You'd come to her bearing her meals, and you'd occasionally initiate small talk with her; it was your little way of getting to know her better. Sometimes, you'd tell her how your day went knowing that being bound to her room made her miss out on the usual chaos within the manor. Occasionally, you'd even come with someone else, but she didn't like that and preferred that you came alone.

She recovered quickly, too quickly for her liking. Fiona almost wanted to injure herself again just so you'd stay with her, even if it would hurt. But she didn't; she couldn't bring herself to. All she could do was stare at the ceiling as she reminisced about the fleeting time you spent together.

She wondered what your room looked like, if you were sound asleep or if you were up at this hour; perhaps you were reading a book. You had been to her room several times, yet she had never been in yours. Fiona suddenly stood up and stared at the wall that kept you and her apart. She then looked at the her bedside where she saw the Holy Key that she swore to protect with her life.

Slowly, the two dots began connecting themselves; she didn't have to keep wondering if she'd just let herself inside. Fiona picked up the key, and looked at the wall again. It was wrong. This was wrong. Everything about this was wrong. And she knew, but she missed you.

Her feelings got the better of her, prompting her to create a portal that would allow her to sneak into your room. There, she saw you sound asleep on your bed your head was placed over your left arm, leaving the right one out in the open.

She brought herself closer to you — closer to your hand — and slowly intertwined hers with yours. You didn't wake up nor did you show any signs of doing so, tempting the priestess to do even more than she had intended to. She brought your hand to her face; it felt cold in contrast to her warm cheeks. It felt... nice, she thought to herself before putting your hand back down and running her hands through your sleeping figure's hair. It reminded her of how you'd gently pat her hair, one out of many of the feelings she missed.

Fiona was surprised — almost concerned — at how deep of a sleep you were in. You still showed no signs of waking up, but you were still breathing; you were vulnerable. Her eyes immediately went to the lips she had always so badly wanted to kiss. You weren't awake, you wouldn't be able to push her away you wouldn't be able say no to her, and you would never find out. But it was wrong. She thought about what you'd do if you found out, but she argued with herself, saying that you wouldn't mind, that you wouldn't notice, that you wouldn't ever know. So she did.

Her hands traced your arms before she bent down and her lips met yours. Fiona felt like she was immersed in a fairytale once again, like you were the Sleeping Beauty to her Prince Charming. She wanted more, but her sense of reason finally got to her, putting a halt in her actions, prompting her to return to her room, and having her break the connection to your room.

When you woke up, you felt several strange sensations. You felt like the ghost of your late spouse had visited and caressed you in your sleep, leaving a kiss on your lips before leaving you behind. It was ridiculous to believe, but you thought it was cute and chose to shrug the feeling off. And you remained blind to the underlying truth — that the ghost in your sleep was none other than the woman you took care of.

After getting dressed, you left your room and made your way to the the dining room where you found Fiona with an empty seat next to her. You sat beside her, causing her to flinch. 'Did they find out?' she wondered.

You ignored her shocked expression and greeted her, "I haven't seen you in a while... Have you been well?"

'They... don't know...?' she thought before responding. "I've been... alright. Thank you for taking care of me for all that time... (Name)."

"it's my pleasure." You flashed a smile before minding your own business.

That night, Fiona couldn't sleep again. She was thankful that you didn't find out, but that fact brought her the urge to do it again. She wanted to see you, to touch you again, and maybe even kiss you. You didn't need to know, you didn't have to find out, and she could continue living in her own delusions — that you loved her back, and that she was merely being playful in your sleep.

So she did, and she was addicted.

She got more bold as the nights passed, even coming to a point where she'd cuddle with you, moving carefully enough in case you'd suddenly wake up; it was highly unlikely, but the last thing she wanted was for you to find out.

She noticed that you'd always sleep with your left hand covered, but she never bothered to move it. But one night, curiosity got the better of her. She slowly brought your hand out from underneath the pillow and saw something that immediately brought a sour look to her face.

You were married — her sleeping beauty belonged to someone else. The ring was beautiful, she'd admit, but it wasn't as captivating as its wearer.

She felt bitter and jealous that she wasn't the only one you'd pamper that way, that your heart belonged to someone else when you had so greedily stolen hers; it was unfair. She finally felt so close, but in the end she was deceived by herself. The picture perfect fairytale she had imagined was but sand that slipped through her fingers as she struggled to put everything back together.

She envied your partner. That once upon a time, you had met them first, that you had fallen in love, that you had lived happily ever after. But somehow, you ended up here, in the manor where one could only hope to have their desperate pleas answered. Did your spouse not treat you well? She cringed at the thought while the sinister emotions continued to blossom inside of her.

They didn't deserve you. No one deserved an angel like you, so she thought she'd help you escape that loveless marriage. Surely you'd say no if she tried to coax you, berate her even. At the very least, you'd calmly tell her about your spouse, but she wouldn't be willing to listen. She didn't want to listen; she wanted to rescue you. But you didn't have to worry — after all, you wouldn't feel a thing.

She returned to your room the next night with a dagger in hand. As usual, you were sound asleep, unaware of the looming danger behind you. She crawled over you, with the sharp weapon in hand, but you started to move as if you were about to wake up. Out of sheer panic, she swiftly drove the sharp dagger across your neck, making blood splatter across the bed.

Fiona immediately realized what she had done and tried to shake you awake, but you remained motionless, unresponsive to anything she did, as you usually were when you were asleep — but you weren't asleep, you were dead.

She loved you, and she killed you.

The sight haunted her every passing second. She stared at the reflection of her soulless eyes on knife from the dining table; she couldn't bring herself to use it after knowing what she had done. You didn't deserve that. No one deserved to be killed in cold blood. Fiona suddenly overheard your name in a conversation between Ganji and William — you had promised to be the referee to a little game they created, but you were nowhere in sight.

"Maybe they're spending time with the hunters?" William suggested thoughtfully. "Oh but what would they be doing there this early in the morning..."

"(Name) doesn't come down for breakfast if they're sick, so that might be the case..." Ganji remembered that you'd lock yourself in your room until you were sure you were better, and thus the two had concluded that was the case. But it wasn't — it was far from the truth, and Fiona knew. After all...

It was her fault, but she was going to fix it.

She came back that night — bearing a drink made of only the most poisonous berries, a bundle of several papers that had been ripped out of her diary, and a candle that would soon bear the responsibility of a horrendous disaster.

Soon enough, your room was engulfed in a deathless sea of flames. Fire spread into the draperies by the cold windows, into the wallpaper that concealed filthy cement walls, and into your vast collection of books. She lay on your bed in the middle of the hellfire she let loose, drinking her final drink before resting in the arms of the one she loved the most.

Caught in a timeless embrace amidst the surging inferno was she — forever with her Sleeping Beauty. For death was but one's descent into a dark and eternal sleep.

[imkylar]

Spending Halloween with...

—Reader: g/n, survivor.

—Warnings: none.

—Includes: Mike Morton, Norton Campbell, Eli Clark, Tracy Reznik, Fiona Gilman and Emma Woods.

—AN: Yes, Tracy has lots of customes because she has lots of skins jsjsjsjs–

•|Mike Morton;; The acrobat

—Mike is really, really excited about it! He already loves using makeup all over his face, and this time will be no different. Since he's always coming up with new ideas and plans, he will probably try something completely different from what you usually see from him, spooky touch added.

—This includes his clothes as well, of course. Depending on what he comes up with, he'll try to match his outfit too. Maybe he can try to turn normal clothes into Halloween themed ones, who knows.

—A zombie? A vampire? A werewolf? Maybe a ghost? He has so much in mind, but everything sounds cliche to him. Maybe cosplaying Joker would not be that bad.

—If you ask him, he will gladly help you with your looks too! It doesn't matter if you have an idea in mind or not, as long as you two are having fun.

—Imagine you and him matching, cosplaying two differents hunters. It's up to you who those hunters are.

—We can't forget the candies. Mike loves candies, you know. Give him some if you wanna surprise him.

—Overall? You two are having your moments at the manor, doing dumb things just for the sake of it. For the acrobat, Halloween is more funny than scary. However, you two scare every single survivor that come across to you that night.

•|Norton Campbell;; The prospector

—Norton is pretty chill about it, he actually doesn't really mind celebrating it or not. But if it makes you happy, he might try to have some fun as well.

—He goes either for a classic cliche or just with dark clothes. Some survivors think he doesn't need nothing at all to be scary...

—He'd like to decorate some pumpkins with you and just do something quieter than the usual for those days.

—You are not safe from getting a little scared if you let your guard down and he gets inspired. It'd end up with him letting you hear the sound of his laugh due to your reaction and offering to cuddle afterwards if it was "too scary" (which probably wasn't the case, it's Norton who we're talking about).

—Doing the same to him would be more difficult, but you never know. Maybe you're able to scare him as well?

•|Eli Clark;; The seer

—If Eli sees that you like to do things for Halloween, that's it, he's joining.

—He isn't used to do that kind of stuff for the event, but he will be very excited if you show him what you usually do and definitely wants to do one of those things, if not all, with you.

—He would ask you if you want to wear matching customes, and in the case you accept, he'll put a lot of detail and effort into it.

—You guys even dare to go "scaring" some survivors around the manor, but it's questionable since Eli can't be that creepy. Not as Norton, Naib or Andrew.

—You wanna put some decoration in your room too? Don't say more. He got everything ready.

—Eli would like to tell some scary stories and legends when the night comes, it doesn't matter if it's with the rest or only you two. Maybe he does scare you, after all.

•|Tracy Reznik;; The mechanic

—She may be quiet, but she would like to spend Halloween with you, even if it doesn't seem like it.

—Believe it or not, she has lots of customes ready. You don't have one? She's lending you anything you want.

—Her bot must be scary as well. You probably didn't expect her to actually give a spooky touch to him, so when you came to her room and saw him standing there dressed in an unrecognizable way, you almost got a heart attack.

—She apologized afterwards, but the truth must be told– your reaction took a laugh from her.

—Are there gonna be candies? She isn't going to complain if the answer is yes.

—Tracy is, however, more likely to get scared, probably more than you. It doesn't matter if it's someone's custome, a story or just the atmosphere itself. If she does and you're by her side, she'll definitely take your hand without even thinking about it. Yes, she'll blush when she realizes what she did, but she has to admit that it makes her feel safer.

•|Fiona Gilman;; The priestess

—Excited is a small word for Fiona.

—What really interests her are the rituals and invocations, all the scary things that are considered normal to do in Halloween.

—She invites you to join, but the fact that it was almost 3 AM when she knocked on the door of your room was kind of... unexpected.

—She thinks that it'll be scarier around that time, and that's the meaning of Halloween after all, isn't it?

—The time you spend with her is more funny than scary, being honest. She even ended up failing the ritual and summoning Hastur, who wasn't that happy to be there with you guys.

—You were lucky it wasn't Yidhra.

—Fiona still asked him to give you some candies, just like that.

—Hastur, a god, giving a bunch of sweets to some mortals because they accidentaly summoned him?

—After he was gone, you two had to admit that they didn't taste as repulsive as you thought.

•|Emma Woods;; The gardener

—She loves Halloween! It reminds her of those days where she and her father would dress up together and eat some caramel apples.

—She would gladly do the same again with her beloved one.

—She tries to be scary, but... we all know how she can't.

—She also wants to visit the hunter side of the manor instead of staying with the survivors. What would be scarier than that?

—Emma had to promise you multiple times that she wouldn't piss anyone off before going. At least not intentionally.

—Decorating the garden would be the best thing you two could do together during october. She doesn't mind doing it alone, but receiving your help or helping you with the flowers would make her so happy.

—Definitely gifts you a Halloween themed bouquet of flowers that reminds her of you at the same time.

[theolmtales]

How to thanks a teammate with your partner (AFAB)

Fiona X Reader X Naib

Summary:

Sometimes matches goes bad & sometimes they go horribly wrong. This was supposed to be a hard lost, but you can always count on the Mercenary to rescue his teammates whatever the situation. You & Fiona figured it's about time someone show him some gratitude.

Rated: Explicit

Warning: Reader is slightly masochist I guess & Naib is rough (I find it very tame but I'll put it just in case)

The sound of the main doors cracking open and the sound of footsteps echoes in the silent manor, as three people enter. You and your two companions, Fiona and Naib, are back from a match you barely escaped thanks to the mercenary’s relentless effort.

The match had started fairly well, as you were down to 2 cipher machines in the Kreiburg map, and Luca hadn’t been chaired once. But it all went down the rabbit hole the moment he got downed, as it tends to occasionally happen in matches.

You didn’t really know what had happened, honestly. One moment, you were rushing to the rescue, as you were closest, and the next you were bleeding out on the ground. The hunter had ambushed you while you had only covered half the distance to Luca’s chair. You didn’t even got time to use your ability. He had fallen from somewhere high and used the advantage to land a double hit on you…prick.

By the time you had recovered your senses from the attack, the hunter had disappeared, and you heard the sound of someone getting terror shocked. Most likely Fiona at her cipher, as she was the closest. Probably got by surprise too. Welp, that was going to be a pleasant game for the four of you…

Luca had just entered the second half of the countdown, and Naib was trying to come to him and correct the shot. But he was being chased by the hunter, and that fucker knew how to cut his way.

As Luca countdown was getting near the end and Naib was still stuck with the hunter, Fiona got back up. You wish you had some of her healing abilities; maybe you should convert to her faith. You answered her call, but didn’t wait for her and got back up, making a bee line toward Luca. You could see his face light up as he saw you running at him encouraging you to go faster, but just as you were about to reach his restraint, you heard the familiar sound of the fireworks fuse getting lit up.

You still tried to get Luca out in a last effort, but you only burnt your hand in the process. Luca just watch you with a resigned look and flash you a resigned smile as he flies away to certain death, yet again. At least his gaze didn’t arbour any disdain for your failed rescue, but you would still need to apologize later. You felt horrible; exploding in the sky was NOT fun.

Not long after, Fiona joins you and starts healing you; getting back up from the ground was always an arduous task. Next time the hunter reopen that wound, you wouldn’t be able to patch it up alone, so you needed to fully recover before going back to decoding. Thankfully, Fiona’s patch work was fast, and she herself, didn’t need as much work on her wounds.

That woman had a mind of steel.

The mercenary had only been hit once, but he still had his 3 elbow pads at the ready, and now that he didn’t need to come get Luca or you anymore, he could fully focus on the chase. Fiona and you were quick to go back to the abandoned ciphers and rush the decoding while the mercenary lulled the hunter far away.

But the bastard was quick to catch on and ran back to Fiona’s cipher, hitting her as she popped hit. Meanwhile the merc was getting ready at one of the exit gates, while you waited for Fiona to go down before popping your own. Sadly, Fiona didn’t get back up. Oh, she definitely got that adrenaline boost to get back up. But the hunter hadn’t used his normal attack, and thus, he was quick to hit her again right as she got back up. Shit.

After that the hunter teleported to the exit gate and cut the merc attempt to escape short. Leaving him to go hide as he slowly gets incapacitated.

And since everything was going soooo great in this match, it took the hunter no time to find you. Bastard figured out which way you were using to get to Fiona. Youpi !

But this time, you would give them a run for their money. As your teammate got incapacitated, he notified you that the exit gate was open.

After what felt like an eternity of playing cat and mouse with the hunter, you hear the sound signalling that the merc was back up. And he was probably running toward Fiona.

Just as he gets her up, you get incapacitated… just as detention runs out. Frustrated, the hunter decides to chair you directly instead of running after the other two, settling for a draw. But as they guard your chair, you see the merc, all patch up, running toward you. He’s clearly not done with this match.

As the hunter gets ready to hit him, he uses his last elbow pad he had kept hidden, or did he find new ones? Dodging the attack and arriving directly in front of you, slamming his hands on the chair handles and grabbing you. As you split up, the hunter starts chasing you before going back to the merc, realizing that Fiona was calling for him. The fatigue probably getting to them, making them take rash decisions, and she uses this opportunity to distract him, waiting at the last moment to cancel the call as they were waiting on the other side.

You, on your hand, used those precious seconds to make a run for the exit, the merc doing the same but staying far away from you and making as much noise as possible to attract the hunter. You’re about to reach the exit, Fiona waiting for you, when you see the red outline of the hunter appearing at the gate.

Teleport.

As they reach their weapon to strike, you hear the subtle sound of an elbow pad being used in the distance as the mercenary appear right in front of you, taking the hit.

It seems the previous elbow pad was not his last.

The three of you finally make it out of there.

The walk back is spent in silence, as you’re all too exhausted (and ashamed) from the match.

Now back at the manor, the mercenary starts to walk away from the two of you, but Fiona calls to him.

“Mister Mercenary, Naib, I believe it is? Would you give us a moment, please?”

“What?” he barely turns around as he waits for her to continue. Not bothering with his tone of voice.

“Would you let us take care of your wounds? Our good doctor was eliminated during a game earlier today, so she will not be back before tomorrow morning, at least, which means there is nobody at the infirmary left to treat the wounded.”

As she finishes her sentence, he resumes his walk to his room: “I can do it myself.”

She followed after him with you on her talons. Knowing what she was trying to get at.

“I am certain of it, but it would be more effective if my partner and I were to take care of it. See it as a gesture of gratitude for your hard work in getting us to win. I fear we hardly were of any help back then. “She says sharing a look with you, as you both remember your incompetence.

You sight as you add, “She’s right, that’s the least we can do after our disastrous play.”

The merc only grunts before heading for the infirmary; you and Fiona take that as a yes following after him.

Once the three of you arrive at the infirmary, Fiona instructs Naib to sit while you recover the necessary items. He takes off his hood and shirt, revealing his muscled torso covered in scars. Both of you get to work under his scrutinizing gaze.

Fiona and you may have received more hits than him, but you would probably be both deaths right now if it weren’t for him, so your own wounds could wait. You’re taking care of Naib’s torso while Fiona takes care of his back, sitting on the bed behind him.

As you stitch him up, you can feel all the tension in his body. It doesn’t surprise you. He’s rarely open with others and seems to always be watching his back outside of matches. It’s no secret that before getting stuck in there, he killed a couple of the other players. There’s better for a first impression.

He probably didn’t have a proper moment of rest, since he entered the manor. And yet, you can always count on him to come to the rescue or body block until he can no longer get up.

Meanwhile, his gaze starts to wander as he lets you work. You look back up to check on Fiona, whose head pops up from behind one of his shoulders. You can see that Fiona has also noticed the tension in his body, and you both exchange a look as you decide to remediate to that problem.

“Say, Mister Mercenary” She starts with a soft yet playful tone in her voice as she murmurs in his ear. “You’re incredibly tense; would you like for us to help you with that?”

Naib’s eyes widened slightly before regaining his composure, ‘‘I’m fine; if you’re finished with the stitches, I’ll be going.”

Before he can move, you rise back up and put both your hands on either side of his shoulders as you look him in the eyes. He gives you a warning look, probably not happy at your attempt to keep him down.

“Are you really ok with being this stressed? It probably is very uncomfortable. Always watching your back… Even though you are so helpful in matches… “As you finish, Fiona’s hands come from behind his back, her nails tracing upward from his belly to the base of his neck while passing between his pecs.

At that, Naib inhale sharply, his pulse going up a notch from the tension. But he keeps his composure. Your gaze is still fixed on his, as he tries to protest, but your eyes have this hint of lust that makes it hard for him to speak, and Fiona’s wandering hands are not helping. It’s covering his brain into a mist from which he cannot get out.

Finally, he opens his mouth to speak. “All right.”

The moon light was shining softly, passing through the dark and transparent, silky curtain of Fiona’s room. Illuminating the base of the queen-size bed from which a series of moans was coming.

Naib was sitting in the middle of the voluptuous bed, sandwiched between you and Fiona. Fiona was eagerly kissing him, positioned between his open legs, her hands caressing him from under his shirt. In the meantime, you were busy with the back of his neck, kissing and sucking every bit of skin that was showing from his ears to his clavicle. He couldn’t control the moans and harsh breath escaping his throat.

Your hands were wandering to his pants, swiftly passing them under his belt. Following the soft trail of hair until you reach his half-hard cock to caress him, before going back to his belt and undoing it. Fiona joins in to free him completely, while you left your spot behind Naib to come join her in the front.

While Naib lets his back rest on the multitude of Fiona’s pillows, you take off your top clothing while she takes off her cloak. Naib surprises gaze rest on her horns; he can now clearly see they are coming out from her head and not attached to her hood. Fiona looks him in the eyes as she tells him:

“Just for tonight, you can grab them if you want…”

Naib was about to respond, but his breath got stuck in his throat at the unexpected sensation of your tongue licking his base and going up to his tip. At that, Fiona goes down and joins you. You’re both keeping yourself steady and preventing him from moving by holding his thighs. Fiona continues licking his cock, while you start going up his happy trail, leaving a trail of kisses and bites, your left hand reaching to grab his balls before caressing them. Naib reacts by grabbing Fiona’s horns reflexively, making her escape a squeal from his strength.

Fiona leaves Naib’s cock alone, but not before leaving the mark of her red lipstick as she kisses his tips. You seize the opportunity to take her place, your tongue encircling him as you start going down. You look up to see Naib’s head gets back down on the pillows, sighing softly as he closes his eyes.

Meanwhile Fiona starts to undo your own bottom clothing. Opening your legs for better access, she starts caressing your cunt with her middle and index fingers while kissing your ass cheeks. Finally, she goes down on you and enters your inside with her tongue. You moan on Naib’s cock as she expertly navigates. Her longer tongue reaching and twisting in all the ways she knows you like.

With Fiona’s encouragement, you start bobbing your head up and down Naib’s length faster, trying to focus on your task while you let out whines. The vibrations and your nails digging into his thighs send shivers down Naib’s spine as you deep throat him. He watches, getting harder at the sight of you two. His right-hand reaches to grab your hair and pull on them, encouraging you to continue as he senses his climax approaching.

It doesn’t take long for you to feel his grasp tighten as he pushes you all the way down his cock, unloading in your throat as he keeps you in place. You have to fight the gag reflex as he spasms inside you, emptying himself. Near your ass, Fiona’s long tongue abuses your sweet spot more fervently, and with Naib hold on to you, it only takes you a few seconds to reach your own high.

You let go of his dick, a string of saliva connecting you both, only broken by your tongue going over your lips, making sure you swallow everything as you look him in the eyes. Just the sight of it was enough to make him hard again, astonishingly quickly.

You start licking from the bottom of his belly and all the way up his chest until you reach one of his nipples and start sucking and nibbling on it. Naib let out a gasp of surprise and tries to restrain it, but your ministrations send shivers along his spine. You straddle his left thigh to stabilize yourself as you play with his nipples, using your mouth and left-hand while Naib tries to hold in his moans by covering his mouth. All the while Fiona is kissing his thighs and cock.

Having enough and being fully hard again, Naib grabs you with force and turns you around. In the blink of an eye, you found yourself head down on the mattress in front of Fiona. Who is enjoying the view of you down in front of her.

Naib grabs your waist and impales you on his cock without any warning. You cry out as you feel him get all the way in and out in a rapid motion, not leaving you anytime to get adjusted. He starts ramming into you, going at a faster pace at first. Your earlier orgasm helps you get accustomed to it, but you still have a hard time getting a hold of yourself. Your hands claw at the covers as you try to breathe in more air to get your focus back. There’s a certain discomfort and some pain as you get adjusted to Naib’s intrusion.

Fiona takes a hold of your face, placing it on her thigh and caressing your cheeks to ease and encourage you. Smiling as she found your desperate face excessively cute.

As for Naib, he can only think about chasing his high inside you. The sight of you, hopelessly trying to regain some sort of control from his relentless trust, makes him break a smirk. It’s been a long time since he got to blow out some steam. And all the stress he accumulated since he got trapped in here is finally getting let out on you and Fiona.

He closes his eyes, taking in all the sensations.

As you finally get adjusted to Naib intrusion, you look up at Fiona giving her a vengeful glare. Your hands are fast to leave the sheets and grab her thigh, making her fall on her back as you pull her to you. She let out a cry of surprise, and you pull her dress up. Wasting no time in going down on her.

At first, you let your tongue slide all over her entrance, biting at her folds playfully. Fiona’s breath hitches. Your tongue and teeth leave her folds to focus on her clit, licking and nibbling on the sensitive bud as you slowly insert a finger inside her.

You progressively add more fingers as she adjusts to your movement. She can feel the vibrations of your moans from Naib trust, sending delightful waves of pleasure to her clit. Your fingers move expertly inside her, finding her sweet spot in no time from the many nights you’ve spent together. She tries to refrain herself, but you have her a moaning mess in no time. Her back arching under you as her hands go up her belly to reach her breasts, massaging them through the fabric of her dress. With that, it doesn’t take long for her breasts to get freed from her dress as she starts pinching and rolling her nipples at the rhythm of your fingers.

Naib finally opens his eyes as he approaches his high, lending on the two of you. You focus on Fiona’s pussy as you take him in, letting out an occasional moan as he hit a soft spot. Fiona’s getting absolutely ruined by you, her eyes foggy, saliva dripping from her mouth as she let out exquisite moans all the while playing with herself.

He can’t take his eyes off the sight in front of him. He angles himself to hit that spot he found in you, changing his angle to trust more deeply, making sure you feel him rubbing on that spot. One of his hands reaches to rub your clit, stimulating you further.

Fiona is the first to cum. While she was slowly getting near her climax, you surprise her by biting down on her clit. Your teeth slightly digging into the flesh, just enough to feel some sort of pain, as your fingers press on her G-spot. The pain triggers her climax, resulting in a wave of pleasure that hit her like an electrical shock. She lets out a higher pitch moan, soon followed by more as you push her orgasm further.

During that time, you’ve started moaning louder, as Naib deep trust brings you closer to your own orgasm. Soon after Fiona, Naib reaches his own climax, plunging one last time inside you with a strong trust. He groans as he unloads his cum inside you, his body spasming under the sensation.

A few more strokes on your clit are all you need to finally orgasm again. You let out a whimper, your walls clenching around Naib’s cock making him grunt.

Breathing heavily from the aftermath, you tenderly kiss Fiona’s inner thigh while Naib catches his breath on top of you, his fingers tracing soft circles on your hips and belly. His gaze locks into Fiona’s eyes as he gets out of you, his cock still semi hard as you let yourself fall onto the bed. She slowly let her eyes wander toward his lower body until she goes back to his eyes licking her lips hungrily.

You let yourself rest to the side while Fiona gets rid of her dress. Naib grins, getting a hold of Fiona’s ankle and pulling her toward him, to her delight. His hands holding her by her buttocks as he aligned her with his erected cock. She puts her arms around his neck smiling with a hint of smugness. She decides to lower herself on him slowly as she goes in for a kiss.

You watch them, lay down on the cover with your head resting on your crossed arms. Pussy dripping with Naib’s cum along your folds. Fiona is making a show of herself, letting out moans and whimpers as Naib trusts into her; she’s always loved to do that.

You decide to join along, coming behind her and pressing her against Naib firm chest before kneading her breast. You kiss her neck, biting on it occasionally. Naib goes back to kissing her as he picks up the intensity of his trust. You’re starting to wonder if his stamina bar ever goes down…

Meanwhile, Naib found ones of Fiona’s sweet spot and he’s abusing it. Between him and you playing with her very sensitive nipple, Fiona is an actual moaning mess; you know she’s not acting anymore.

Your hands leave her breast, caressing her as you go up to finally settle your fingers into her mouth as Naib leaves her lips to get some air. She eagerly licks them, her long tongue rolling around your fingers as you press on it. Your other hand grabs her neck, squeezing at it just enough to make her vision go blurry, but not enough to make her pass out.

Having lost his spot, Naib decides to turn his attention toward you. His tongue going past your lips and wasting no time in finding yours. One of his hands going toward your legs to push his rough fingers inside you. Fingering your already sensitive and full pussy.

It doesn’t take Naib much longer to cum. He presses Fiona one last time down his cock and let his thick load spread inside her.

You leave Naib’s mouth to give Fiona one last push by biting her on the neck, enough to draw blood, and squeeze her neck tighter. You and Fiona cum together, your walls squeezing Naib fingers while she milks his cock to his last drop.

Your arms find their ways to Fiona’s waist, hugging her gently as you press yourself on her back and rest your head on her shoulder. Naib takes his fingers out of you and presses them to Fiona’s lips. She opens her mouth, lapping his fingers cleans of your juice and his cum. The two of you watching her, satisfied.

Fiona gets out of Naib’s lap, drops of cum dripping down her thighs as his cock gets dislodged. You let go of Fiona and stretch yourself. In the meanwhile, Naib gets up and starts gathering his clothes. You and Fiona exchange a look at that.

“What are you doing?” Fiona asks him.

“Getting my clothes, I’m not getting back to my room butt necked.” He answers.

At that you respond, “Don’t be silly, just stay here. Your room is on the other side, and you’re just as exhausted as we are.”

Naib looks at you two with surprise, stopping in his movements.

Fiona gets down on her stomach, her head resting on her hands and her legs dangling in the air before continuing.

“She’s right, my bed’s big enough and way more comfortable than whatever you probably have.”

You follow with: “You’re gonna leave us all alone in a bed you just barely warm up? How cold of you, Mr. Mercenaryyy~”

Naib takes a few seconds to think about it. The two of you don’t seem to mean anything more by it, and he would be lying if the thought of going back to his empty room wasn’t already making him feel cold. And Fiona’s bed does look appealing, with her silky sheets and the mountain of pillows, which he can attest are very comfortable.

The prospect of you two to keep warm for the night was also very appealing.

“…if you insist, I could keep you warm while you sleep.”

You and Fiona smile smugly, not buying his act, but happy at the prospect of snuggling.

“First things first though!” Fiona starts with a serious expression as she gets up. “Nobody is allowed inside my bed until they clean themselves, so hop we go!”

She finishes her sentence by clapping her hands together.

You start pouting thinking to yourself, ‘dammit, I had hoped she would be too tired to think about that, I want to sleeeep.’

Once everyone got cleaned up and put on some night clothes, you all head to bed. Naib had finished first and was waiting for the two of you. You and Fiona are getting under the cover on either side of him.

He was ready to hold the two of you, but he is taken by surprise as Fiona embraces his head gently and put him on her chest. Her hands caressing his damp hair softly. You come from behind to hug his waist, caging him gently as you snuggle your face at the base of his neck. Your legs entangling together with him and Fiona.

While the action surprises him at first, he doesn’t protest. He feels enveloped in warm, and it makes him feel strangely… safe. For the first time since he came to the manor, he feels as if nothing bad will happen to him. Falling into Morpheus’s sweet embrace, without a second thought. Fiona and you follow shortly after. A soft smile on your lips.

Idk why I decided of a threesome with these 2, just felt like it.

[otakusparkle]

Notice!

Identity V 6th Anniversary "Truth and Inference" Wu Chang pet is now being redesigned by the team. In the future, the pet will be available in in-game shop and it will be permanent. You can bought the pet with fragments or Echoes.

[luchinosgf]

oh god oh fuck, a new idv x reader account? you bet your ass

Hi y’all! I got a little tired of constantly refreshing the IDV x reader tag because I’ve already read everything that’s in there! My solution?

I’m gonna start writing them too!

But in order to write them, I kinda sorta need requests or ideas - from you! Dear reader! I’m sure not every one wants a Luchino x reader spam, so please... tell me what you wanna read! Your deepest, darkest desires!

(Minors, stay off the #nsfw tag.)

Of course, I do unfortunately gotta limit those deepest, darkest desires.. There are some things I just won’t do, see the read more for more info!

NSFW requests are allowed, but I ask that minors don’t interact with the tag. All NSFW posts will have a read more option.

I won’t write for Freddy or Kreacher, and I won’t write romantic stuff for Robbie or Burke. 

I will write platonic or familial stuff for Robbie and Burke though!

I refuse to tackle subjects like eating disorders, abusive relationships or noncon nsfw. Yandere is not allowed anymore.

I won’t do Character x Character, but I will do Character x reader x Character. Please specify if you want a poly ship, or I’ll do them separately.

All requests are gonna be written with gender neutral reader unless specified.

I WILL ABSOLUTELY WRITE FOR LUCHINO, I KNOW NOT MANY OTHERS DO BECAUSE BIGGUN LIZARD BUT I LOVE HIM SO MUCH <3333

Some info about lil ol’ me:

You guys can call me Mieux! I go by she/her pronouns and I’m Luchino’s gf. that’s it, that’s the tweet. I play IDV avidly and main Luca in ranked. I’m also a Mammoth ;x;.

Please request things! I look forward to seeing what you guys want to see! Or if you just wanna come and say hi! I love messages! <3

[aesopcatt]

Masterlist!

Emily Dyer  Emma Woods Naib Subedar Martha Behamfil Tracy Reznik Fiona Gilman Vera Nair Kevin Ayuso Margaretha (Margie) Zelle - X Reader Headcanons (GN) Eli Clark Aesop Carl Norton Campbell Patricia Dorval Mike Morton Jose Baden Demi Bourbon Victor Grantz  Andrew Kreiss -Shy Reader (GN)(Platonic) Luca Balsa Melly Plinius

-Would you still love me if I was a worm? (GN reader) Edgar Valden  Ganji Gupta  Anne Lester Emil Ada Mesmer Orpheus

-Would you still love me If I was a worm (GN Reader) Joker (Weepy) -Shy Reader (GN)(Platonic) Luchino Diruse Qi Shiyi Frederick Kreiburg

-Would you still love me if I was a worm? (GN Reader) Alice DeRoss -Would you still love me if I was a worm? (GN Reader)

Lilly Barriere Matthias Czernin -Shy Reader (GN)(Platonic) Florian Brand Violetta  Michiko Wu Chang Joseph Desaulniers Mary Antonio Galatea Claude Grace Alva Lorenz Ithaqua Sangria Fools Gold Lady Truth Mr. Inference Siegfried Melodis (Noir) White Gatto Desire Melodis (D.M) Necromancer Lady Bella Kroto Ronald Of Nice Paranormal Detective Lockheart Sway Tuberose Datura Rosemary Phantom Sail