#eli clark x reader

[scenesniper]

May i request Eli nsfw headcanons (I really enjoy your work and also no pressure!!)

☆ eli clark ; general sfw & nsfw headcanons

pairing / eli clark x afab gn! reader

disclaimer / (brief) mention of clothed masturbation, biting, (brief) mention of jealousy

word count / 1,075 words

author's note / eli clark based on the identity v stageplay! thank you for enjoying my work and requesting. this is definitely the most tamest set of smut headcanons that i've ever wrote. i love gertrude but she won't be existing in this because i'm uncomfortable writing about cheating.

SFW

☆ eli clark, many would say, is an admirable, respectful man. he’s devoted and virtuous, righteous. he knows exactly when and how to break the ice in a dutiful manner and despite many suspecting his position of work to be all but naut, there’s something about him that anyone who has met him can tell of his genuinity.

☆ he’s practically perfect, an affable groomed man raised for success with that chiseled face of his. he was obviously very popular and liked by the women in his town.

☆ he’s very friendly to all the survivors the moment he stepped foot in the manor, nodding his head and adding any input in a respectful manner. despite appearances, that occupation of his makes you doubtful of him. whether its’ his cooperation that you’re hesitant on or his true nature, he seems awfully too faultless.

☆ to be frank, you can’t tell from eli’s behavior if he’s only being peculiar to you or if its’ just your imagination. he’d always find unspoken excuses for his hands to linger on yours, moving his head and giving you his utmost attention every time you join in on the conversation.

☆ but don’t think you’re overthinking it because you’re right. he admires you of your strong personality and your unfaltering resolve. he’ll always his eyes on you, his gaze hidden by his blindfold. despite being a social person, he doesn’t have a single idea on how to approach you. he’s always (subtly) flustered around you, hoping that his hood covers a waking blush appearing. he’s very thoughtful over his choice of words and is always giving you compliments on your appearance.

☆ of course, eli clark already had a vision before reaching the manor. a vision of you and him and truly, that was the final push for him for accepting the letter to the manor. despite being a man who seemingly has his entire self figured out, his aspirations are unwaveringly simple and feeble to anyone else that has accepted the letter of invitation.

☆ eli clark is a very subtle lover but everything about him is truly genuine. every act of love comes to him naturally, whether his hands on your shoulder or waist, you could just start dating and he treats you like as if you’re a married couple of many decades.

☆ eli is a very good kisser, it’s short and fleeting, almost as if you’re pressing your lips in a cloud from how smooth it is. every physical act with him, he’s always asking you beforehand if it’s okay to kiss you. not doing anything until you give him verbal permission.

NSFW

☆ if we are being literal in his visions of you, they’re more of flashing images and “memories” that aren’t quite yet present. he locks himself in his room, grinding his cock in his pillow to try to get off of from the friction. all he feels is guilt, relief, and pure pleasure. guilt of the way his visions showing him of you in that manner since you’re far from dating each other just yet. he knows that these visions ate coming much soon which terrifies him with both excitement and anxiety.

☆ he’s still fully clothed as he grinds himself to his pillow, his head hung by shame and imagining his hands are on your waist and thrusts in a desperate, pathetic way to get himself off. his visions are vivid and constantly flashing him views of your body. him deep inside you, your back practically arching and your bodies sticking together.

☆ getting to finally do the deed with him, he’s a virgin to be short. he’s never have sexual intimacy with anyone and has never really fantasized (nor his visions giving him extremely vivid visions) of sexual acts.

☆ but your very first time with him, he’s very clumsy. he knows this moment and memory all too well already by his visions and remembers that sinking shame and yet, he can’t stop his eagerness. you’re stripping him slowly off his layers of clothing and oh god, his gaze on you never wavering. he’s seen this moment over and over in his head but still, he doesn’t want to miss even the smallest of things.

☆ he’s a sensual lover in bed, your level of comfort being the highest of his priority. and in these enclosed spaces will he ever let his blindfold off. he’s intimate and wants to let you know by his actions that every act with you will be only with and for you. he’s an intense lover in an ambiguous way and he wants you to know that well. his pace is slow and dragging very long in you but he can’t help it. he loves to feel your bodies pressing with each other and the sounds of you and him intertwining.

☆ he loves to give you little kisses everywhere on your face, especially with your eyes closed or a simple forehead kiss. that little habit of his that he loves dearly also extends to your body. he loves to nibble and bite you near your crotch area and he absolutely loves to fondle your breasts, the center of his pointer finger pressing deep down the bud of your boobs.

☆ but don’t get me wrong, when he’s jealous, he becomes harsher. eli is not one to be jealous but when it comes to his partner, he’ll try to shrug it off when someone shows a complete interest in you. after all, he’s the person you decided to date he tells himself but as it bubbles up inside of him, he can’t stand it anymore. he wants to show you on how deeply he feels and loves for you.

☆ aftercare with eli is calming, him always starting a small conversation about you of an absolutely random topic. he’s always wiping you clean or starting a bath to help clean you off if wanted or presenting you a cup of water. he loves to be in bed with you after, his hands around you and facing your side as he whispers of all the things that he loves about you and his gratefulness.

[rosemaze-reveries]

During an interview, the manor guests suddenly get a question about you.

this is def an experimental format!! i got this idea while reading the character letters. in the POV of an unknown interviewer (not reader). reader uses they/them.

🔗⚰️📰🔮❤️‍🩹💉🌪️✂️🍀🩰🔫🪡🤹🧲🦋🐍

Q. Could you describe your relationship with (Y/N)?

🔗 Ada - "Yes, that's my lover. I would say our relationship falls within the typical scope of that sort of thing. Of course, I believe we share something special, but everyone does when they're in love, don't they?" She covers all her bases in one decisive breath, leaving little room for me to comment.

⚰️ Aesop sits perfectly upright, fingers threaded at his knees. His eyes drift to the side and he seems to begin speaking mid-thought. "I had... cautioned myself not to upset their perception of me," he explains. "But they pried, and stayed, regardless of what they found... For that, I'm grateful."

📰 Alice has kept a sharp eye on me the entire time, but it's at this question that she drops the formalities. "I wasn't aware you would be prying into my personal affairs. Where did you learn that name?" Her frankness pins me in place. For some reason, I end up apologizing.

🔮 Eli can't help a sheepish smile from blooming across his face. "Well, truthfully... I don't use this term lightly, but they might be the love of my life." He has been consistently grounded with his responses, so I'm surprised to catch him flustered, however subtle it is. Personally, I'm touched.

❤️‍🩹 Emil considers for a moment. He doesn't meet me in the eye, instead pinning his gaze on nowhere in particular. A faint smile ghosts his lips. After a while, he answers, simply, "Safe."

💉 Emily's hands are folded neatly on her lap. At the mention of that name, her shoulders tense, but she otherwise maintains her composure. "Someone I trust." Her answer is vague and cautious, but acceptable. I'll try to uncover a deeper meaning behind that 'trust'.

🌪️ Ithaqua - "Mine." He is curt and to the point. Yours? I echo, hoping he'll elaborate. His head tilts to the side, and while I can't see the face behind his mask, a sense of dread suddenly overcomes me. I decide not to press further.

✂️ Jack stretches out his hand of blades, flexing each finger in front of him. I can't deny the cold sweat that drips down my spine just by being in his presence. "May I respond with a question of my own?" he says to me. "Suppose a butterfly loses its way, and winds up caught in a spider's web. Wouldn't you agree that the more it writhes and struggles, the more exhilarated the spider becomes?" I don't have the courage to hear out the rest of this analogy.

🍀 Lucky - "I've always been known as a pretty lucky guy, but the luckiest day of my life was when I met them! I remember it was the—" He drags me down a long-winded story about their life together. I get the idea. Eventually I'm forced to cut him off.

🩰 Margaretha twirls a curl of hair, a meek blush dusting her cheeks. "Have you ever been in love before? You're never prepared for the magic of it all. I feel a new rush with them everyday. I know, realistically, all good things come to an end, so I tried to remind myself to expect the worst, but they've proven over and over that... I'll never feel safer than in their arms." After rambling for some time, a look of surprise flashes across her face. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to go off like that. Oh, but I've just never met someone who feels so much like true love before."

🔫 Martha doesn't miss a beat. "Sorry, I don't know anyone by that name." I look down to double-check the name written in her file. Her watchful gaze follows my line of sight. Are you sure? I try. "Must've been some confusion somewhere," she insists. The next day, I realize all my files on her and (Y/N) have gone missing.

🪡 Matthias - "Wh-What?" he starts, but keeps going before I can repeat the question. "Oh, uh, an ally, I guess." Well, I gathered that much. When I press for more details, his head sinks low, fingers grasping at the armrest. "I don't know what they saw in me. Was it out of pity?"

🤹 Mike's eyes light up and he blinds me with a contagious smile. "(Y/N)'s a sneaky one, and I mean it—they've got me under the trickiest spell of all. Guess what happens every time I think about them?" Egged on by his grin, I take the bait. You get lovesick? I guess. Suddenly, he tosses a handful of butterfly glitter in my face. "I get butterflies!" Very funny, I sigh, exasperated with these carnies. Why did he have that on hand in the first place?

🧲 Norton leans back in his chair, scowling. "What's that got to do with anything?" He snaps a couple times in my face, urging me to "stay on topic." It's hard to say if this question struck a nerve, as he's been uncooperative for most of this interview, but my suspicions point me to prod further. After all, it'd have been much easier if he just said he didn't know them.

🦋 Vera's face contorts into a leery, hostile glower. "Why do you ask that?" Before I can say anything to mitigate the rising tension, she catches herself, and her expression softens slightly. "I'm sorry. That's... someone quite dear to me, so your question took me by surprise."

🐍 Yidhra's follower goes pale, clearly unnerved. "She won't answer that," she tells me through shallow breaths. "Th-This isn't my place to say, but I'd advise you not to involve yourself with that person." As if on cue, I get a sensation I can only describe as a hand slowly wrapping around my neck. It disappears when I move to scratch it. Must've been my imagination.

Part 2

[bimboothefool]

Yandere Eli Clark? You can decide how to write it, also gn reader, thanks 🫶

𝐍𝐨𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 ��𝐨 𝐑𝐮𝐧

𝙔𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚!𝙇𝙪𝙣𝙖𝙧 𝙋𝙝𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙭 𝙂𝙉!𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

𝐚/𝐧: No probs Anon! I hope you like this one-shot and again thank you for your patience!

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: unhealthy obsession, using Brooke to stalk you, forced marriage, suggestive behavior, reader is gender neutral, really really short story, implied stockholm syndrome (???), nonconsesual touches and kisses. Very loosely inspired by the song Bernedette by IAMX.

“Such a lovely spouse the gods have bestowed upon me…” Eli’s hands caress your cheek, you glared at the man in front of you. “I feel sacrifice is more accurate…” You mumbled bitterly, you’ve been stalked and hunted like an animal for sport. ‘ Given to him by the gods..? If that is the case, this is a cruel punishment… ‘ His hand rested on your thigh as the moon shines brightly as the stars glimmered in the night sky. Under different circumstances the scenery would’ve been comforting or romantic even.

Though you’re aware that’s not even the case.

You can vividly recall the feeling of eyes constantly following your every move and no matter how far you ran, changed your appearance. It was all for nothing, eventually you’d be forced to keep moving the thought of being chained down to a man who deeply frightened you.

His so-called love was just a thinly veiled excuse, Eli was obsessed and decided to use his power and influence to get you right into his arms. If he truly loved you, he wouldn’t have bribed people to expose your whereabouts. He wouldn’t have to put up a poster with a reward. But then again Eli was operating on a different plane of existence.

“Sacrifice, no no my dear… My visions told me that you’re the one who’s perfect for me.” You sneered at the man as he gently laid you down against the plush bed.

“Is that so?” Eli hummed in reply as he analyzed you, drinking in how you’ve been dressed in the finest silk and styled to perfection. “After all you’re the brightest star, my eyes have laid upon. I’d be a fool to not reward your good deeds.” He hovers over you drinking in how breathtaking you were.

“That doesn’t answer my question.” Eli huffs at your words. “You saved Brooke, my beloved friend and have treated me like an equal. Not some god this village has propped me up to be…” You regretted saving that damned owl who practically followed you and ratted you out.

“You’re a mad man…” Eli merely laughs at your insult, as he presses a kiss upon your cheek. “Only for you… I won’t ever let you out of my sight again… I’ll love every inch of you and give you everything your heart could ever desire.” Peppering your face and lips with kisses, he vows to you far more intimately, yet it feels hollow in your mind. Even during the exchange of vows, you could barely remember what you’d promised him.

His lips kissed from your cheek, down towards your neck. His wandering hand caressing your hip as the other guides your leg onto his waist. You caught a glimpse of his wedding ring, it was taunting you. That you’re now bound to Eli, till the day you draw your last breath.

Hyper aware of your own wedding band on your ring finger. It was akin to handcuffs, a physical reminder of your humiliating loss. “I’ll keep you loved and happy, you’ll never need anyone else. I’ll be your light, your saving grace and the love of your life…” You begrudgingly and silently accept your fate. Bound by a monster who wears the facade of someone who’s handpicked by god to spread their message.

“I love you, to the moon and back…”

𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐨𝐧 | 𝐤𝐨-𝐟𝐢 | 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬

[a018233]

ೀ Identity v men with a s/o that sleeps naked.

Characters: , Eli Clark, Norton Campbell, Naib Subedar. Edgar Valden

content warnings: gn!reader, mostly sfw. Not really yandere, but can be read as one. Established relationships. Cockwarming in Norton's but it's not really sexual.

A/N: almost at 100 followers so I kinda wanna do a special. Someone should commission me and I'll write you whatever you want, give me sanrio photographer or buffy and my life is yours‼️‼️

Eli was surprised after finding out, he's a little traditional and modest when it came to clothes, but oddly enough, he wasn't against it. Eli can't help but think it's a little cute and endearing, though. Mainly because he thinks he's at the point of your relationship where you're comfortable doing 'weird' things with him. His biggest concern is you catching a cold. Eli prefers to keep his sleepwear on, so he won't join you in sleeping naked. Though, maybe on a hot summer night, he'd strip down to his boxers just so he can spoon you comfortably without overheating the both of you. Eli likes having you relying on him whether you realize it or not, so he prefers to stay up until you've fallen asleep so he can cover you with a blanket, it's more an act of love and reassurance that you won't accidentally catch a cold.

After you started doing it, It didn't take Norton too long to follow. He likes the close intimacy he gets from cuddling nude with you. Norton is aware he's high maintenance as a lover, to him, it's total reassurance that he's the only one for you. Reassurance that you love and trust him no matter what. The type of intimacy only he and he alone can have with you. It gives him a little pep in his step the next day. It's something looks forward to each night. He looks forward to your shared nightly routine just as much as waking up with you. I'd think at some point you two decide to kick it up a notch with cockwarming, something to keep you two locked in place together. He finds nothing as relaxing than burying himself nice and deep inside you while his arms keep you in a tight embrace.

Naib already likes sleeping in his boxers, so he doesn't really have a reaction. At least, that's what you think when you go under the covers on your shared bed. He's internally questioning himself. Is it okay to hold you? Where does he even put his hands without it being weird? Is he even allowed to look? For the first couple nights, he doesn't hold you like he usually does. But after a while, he gets used to it. Although, he won't join you in going full comando unless he just got out of the shower and dried himself fully, but he's keeping his boxers on when it comes to sleep. Naib isn't one for opening up or heart to heart conversations but having your head against his chest, and your limbs entangled with his provides comfort for him. He's a mercenary, someone who has killed for his own benefit. So it's complete solace when you ramble in a sleepy voice about your day knowing you trust him wholeheartedly.

Edgar can't help but scoff when you join him nude under the covers, he's seen your nude form before. You're his lover and muse, of course he'd seen every inch of you. As much as you're breathtaking, he's annoyed. He bought you a whole collection of all sorts of sleepwear made from the most richest material money can buy. Only the best for his lover, he can't have his muse wearing cheap clothing. Linen, silk, cotton, satin, and chiffon. With all sorts of designs he commissioned personally. Tailored to your exact size, some with your favorite colour's, colour's that match you. He even made sure the fabrics were light and breathable, and yet you choose to sleep naked? When the initial annoyance settles, he begins to feel a little flustered, yes he's seen you naked before, he has done full body portraits of you. But somehow this feels different. He can't explain why, but it feels more intimate than any canvas he's painted of you. Now, to him, it cements your love for him. That in the dead of the night, that you aren't his muse right now. But his lover. The one you love the most.

[meowordeath]

The ‘orange peel’ theory! :3

w / Eli Clark , Aesop Carl , Victor Grantz & Naib Subedar !

A/N : this is a short little scenario! and I don't know if anyone has done this already.

Warnings - none ?

Eli Clark <3

You and him are relaxing at the starting table waiting for the hunter to arrive so the match can start. You had asked the small patroller to bring you a small piece of fruit. It had brought you back an orange.

Eli watched you stare at the orange for a moment to before speaking. “Would you like me to peel that for you my love?” His tone was soft, honestly making you melt at his offer.

“Yes please, if you wouldn’t mind. I don’t really want to have sticky hands before the match.” You saying handing over the orange happily.

He does an okay job peeling the orange. It has a few scratch marks on the slices themself, but overall your thankful you dont have orange peel stuck in your nails or juice staining your hands. You’d definitely ask him again.

“Thank you!” You say plucking the fruit from his hands, even giving him a few slices.

Aesop Carl

He was in the middle of doing nothing, maybe messing around with his coffin doll a little dressing it up and stuff, but he quickly dropped what he was doing to attend to you.

You greet him loveingly as you quickly approaching him, orange in hand. He put his tools down turning toward you. “Could you peel this orange for me please” You give him a big smile holding it out.

He raises his eyebrow slightly in confusion. “Well, yes I guess I can, but why don’t you want to?” Though he asks he still takes the orange from your hands.

“Well you know, I just don't want orange all over my hands, and it a win cause I get to see my lovely boyfriend” His face an ears turn slightly red. “Ah, I see.”

Aesop doesn’t peel the orange with his hands through he turns around grabbing his scalpel and just cuts the peel off in a cute swirl.

It would've been even cuter if he hadn't cut off most of the edible part as well. You think next time you’d have better luck just peeling it yourself.

“Uh, thank you!” You take the orange from him kissing beside his eye before taking off. He shakes his head as you disappear as fast as you’d appeared.

Victor Grantz

Victor was in the middle of writing a letter when you put your orange down beside his letter. “Victor, may you please be a dear and peel this orange for me!”

You said it so nicely and who is he to decline such a polite request from you. He smiles at you as he picks up your orange with a nod.

The way he peels the orange is perfect. He didn’t accidentally puncture it with his nails and manage to remove most of that yucky white part.

He even pulls apart the slices for you, putting them in a heart as he pulled them apart. You’d definitely come to him again if you needed any fruit peeled.

Kissing his on cheek you take half of them leaving the rest for him. “I’ll let you have half since you're working hard”

Naib Subedar

“Naib-” You don't actually get to finish before he takes the fruit out of your hand. “Thank you.” He says graciously, at least so you think, before taking a bite out of the orange, rind and all.

You sputter, eye twitching as you stare at him munch on your orange. “That-” He cuts you off again thinking your going to comment on him eating the rind.

“It has more nutrients if you eat the outer part as well.” his mouth is full and he respond. The juice of your orange dripping down his chin.

You stare as him as he finishes off your orange. He has the audacity to thank you and kiss you not even before wiping his face.

You don't ever ask Naib to peel nor cut fruit for you again.

Not proof read! So sorry if there are errors :3

[athanasius-symposium-of-writings]

Okay so the new Eli skin has me in a chokehold like omg omg

Rated: Explicit | Warnings: Deity-ish x reader

Many offerings are given to the Prophet, but he only accepts them when his Goddess tells him to. He is gracious and praises each of the offerings and says a prayer for each follower. It is not something he will say out loud but he has favorites when it comes to the offerings. The gifts you present to the Prophet of Yore are humble, others give offerings of the materialistic sort. The finery of mortal living or a sacrifice in the Goddess’ name, he prefers your gifts.

The Goddess has teased him about such things, and though Eli has ascended, his heart still loves the simple things of mortal lives.

You offer him food, fresh and made with love. He likes the foods you give him and the request of a humble prayer to keep love and patience in your heart.

"Stay for awhile, lamb,” Eli calls upon you as you return from working the fields to retrieve your dishes. They were made by your father, a carpenter— Such humble beginnings.

"Your Worship," Bowing to him, "I can't stay." keeping your head down, "I haven't completed my chores and the fields need to be looked over before supper."

"Is there no time for rest?" A gentle voice of worry asks. "Please, come rest beside me." He gestures to an empty spot by his throne. "Come." And you know better than to turn him down again. You sit yourself beside his throne, nervous. You gasp internally when his hand touches your head.

Petting you affectionately as you wonder if he can sense your heavy fatigue.

“Shh, rest now. All will be well after you rest.”

You yawn as your eyes feel heavy, you nuzzle his leg before slumber takes you.

The next time you are in the temple, the Prophet of Yore smiles at you. In private, he reaches his hand out to you as his legs part which you step in between before going onto your knees. You lean into his palm as he lifts his thin silk robes. It has become a sight for you to see his cock in front of you, twitching when you kiss the tip then taking the flaccid cock into your mouth.

“Pace yourself,” Watching as you are sucking him off. His cock grows hard within your mouth until you draw back to see it hard and wet with your saliva and his precum. “Such dedication, from our lamb.” The fondness in his voice has you melting as you glance away shyly.

[turbulentscrawl]

Most to Least "how often they say I love you" please! Can you include Ithaqua and Antonio in it? I don't care who else, surprise me!

Yup yup yup!

MOST 🔻

Emma says it regularly throughout conversation, and with most hellos and goodbyes. For some people, it might be too much, but she means it every time.

Ithaqua says it several times whenever either of you has to go, to kiss up when you’re upset with him, and as part of his case whenever he wants to convince you not to do something.

Victor signs off every letter to you, big or small, with some form of it. He says it less verbally, but always during meaningful moments.

Eli doesn’t want to go overboard and says it just a little above average. He’s a bit of a romantic and has a very good sense for when are the best times to lay it on you. It’s very sweet!

Antonio probably sets the standard for this, honestly. Once a day is his average, but he also says it whenever he’s exasperated with you. (Both as a reminder to himself to be patient, and as a signal for you to ease up on him.)

Aesop is also pretty average, though it sounds choked about half the time. He finds it a little embarrassing to say it, but since he knows it’s an important part to romantic relationships, he forces himself to say it more than is natural for him. But don’t feel bad, you’re worth the discomfort.

Naib is a little scared to. “I love you” makes it real, and real hurts even more if something happens to you. That said, he knows he can’t let his fear rule over an important aspect of the relationship like that. He takes longer than most to say it for the first time, but after that says it reasonably often, like once every few days. He always says it before one of you enters a match, too.

Kevin is perhaps a bit shocking because he is such a flirt. He just busies his mouth with so many other compliments that “I love you” doesn’t get to slip out as much. If you ever mention that it’s been a while since he’s said it, he starts tripping over himself to shower you with it.

Norton just forgets a lot of the time. Actions speak louder than words, as far as he’s concerned, so telling you verbally isn’t something that crosses his mind. He will get better with time if you communicate that it’s an issue for you.

Joseph thinks you’re just supposed to know, honestly. He says it only in private, deeply meaningful moments and nothing more than that. He doesn’t really care if it’s an issue that he says it so sparingly…unless you cry. Then he might care a little.

LEAST 🔺

[kohabielnin]

Helo,hello , I really really enjoy your Truth and inference series, and I'm so happy that your request box is open.

/*excited noises

Can I request the whole truth and inference cast reacting to a modern reader?(I really think there should be more idv x modernreader fictions),thank you, thank you.😘

Of course, I love exploring more of the T&I universe so it always excites me to be asked something about

D.M/Désire Mélodis

• When he discovered it, it was as if a million new possibilities had appeared to him,

• If with the knowledge of the time, it was already dangerous, with modern knowledge then...

• Everyone realized that he was treating you better than he treated others, just so he wouldn't lose you to Mr. Inference,

• Tuberose got a little jealous when he realized that D.M was treating you well and Gatto was deeply afraid of that,

• Passing on the knowledge you have to D.M can be one of the most dangerous things to do, you can't predict what this man will do,

• In general, even though he has ulterior motives for you, he seems to treat you well because he wants to, not to get information out of you, he is a real mystery

Noir/Saphir Mélodis

• He found this extremely interesting when he learned,

• Just as he found it interesting, the concern came in threefold,

• He doesn't want D.M to find out for fear of what his brother might do to you,

• Crimson also helps you hide your secret, since according to herself, nothing will stop her from treating you like a little sister,

• Sometimes, out of curiosity, Noir asks what things are like in the modern world and never ceases to be surprised by his answers,

• According to him, he would love to see how everything will turn out, but he knows he won't live long enough for that, so he is content just listening to their stories

Gatto/Aesop Carl

• First he was shocked, then excited, and finally confused,

• What would a person from the future be doing in the past, he thought, but the excitement of learning new things about chemistry was greater,

• He asked, even in a shy way, for you to teach everything you knew about medicine and modern chemistry,

• I can say that I have never seen a Gatto as excited as he was while you explained and demonstrated everything you knew to him,

• Even Cat was fascinated by his knowledge after making a delicious salmon dish that she had never even dreamed of trying before,

• You and Gatto made a promise that this would be your secret and no one else would know

Mr. Inference/Naib Subedar

• He was very excited for several reasons and one of them was that with his knowledge of his time, he would get evidence to put D.M behind bars,

• Lady Truth scolded him for thinking about using you to get rid of D.M, then he apologized to you,

• To make up for what he wanted to do, he bought you a basket of sweets which he shared with White and Lady Truth,

• You taught Mr. Inference everything you knew out of your own free will and he learned much faster than you imagined,

• For him, meeting you was like a blessing from the gods, after all, even if you weren't someone from modern times, you were still a great companion for him and his friends, so he felt grateful for that

White/Saphir Mélodis

• When you felt comfortable telling him, it was his happiest day, even though he already knew,

• Every fraction of a second, this boy asked a different question,

• Even though it was tiring answering so many questions, seeing his surprised and interested look, it was worth all the tiredness,

• Whenever you finish answering his questions, q he will say that I would love to be able to see with my own eyes what you are talking about,

• Even if it feels sad in your chest to hear him say that and know it's a lie, you still smile and say, who knows...

• Of course he notices that you are sad and showers you with affection, after all, for him, seeing your sad face is worse than death

[fishermanshook]

LOVING YOU IS ALL I NEED!

( batter , first officer & forward relationship h/c's ) + gn!reader

# think of this as a pt. 2 to this fic , grammar and spelling warning

INTRO

How these men show their undying love for their one and only—you.

꒰wc꒱ 1.1k

✦— THE BATTER

Ganji Gupta didn’t dare dream of the day he’d find his one and only, his true love, someone to grow old and tired with until his heart gave out on itself. Unfortunately, his newfound situation halted any progress he could’ve made.

That was until you arrived at the manor with a letter to hell in your hands. That was until he got to know you better. That was until you shared your first kiss on New Year’s Eve. Ever since then, he’s been completely and utterly yours.

Ganji Gupta is the type of man to show his love and devotion to you through meaningful Acts of Service. There’s little to nothing the Batter wouldn’t do for you. He isn’t above taking hits for you in matches when needed, and he will use his last ball to save you from getting sent back to the manor.

Ganji Gupta who, as much as he loves being on his own, gets a bit lonely at times. Therefore, he loves nothing more than to spend some Quality Time with you. He prefers long walks around the perimeter of the manor and also enjoys getting to rest his head in your lap as the two of you lounge about.

Ganji Gupta teaches you the recipes passed down to him by his Mother. It makes for a great way to spend time together whilst making sure he doesn’t forget them in the process. Cooking with you brings back bittersweet memories and reminds him of his Mother all too much.

Ganji Gupta frequently wakes up from relentless night terrors. He’s heard of other Survivors describing their own experiences with them but didn’t think it would happen to him. Now he finds himself waking up in a cold sweat and alone in bed with nobody to calm him down. This leads to him sleeping in your dorm room more often than not in a way to help combat these nightmares. Hopefully, he can get some rest tonight thanks to your help.

✦— FIRST OFFICER

Who doesn’t know the brave young man Jose Baden? The Sea Knight who wields a pocket watch said to have been blessed by Posiden himself, the artifact that always ensures smooth sailing? The First Officer is punctual, humble, and always knows what he wants. He just didn’t expect it to be you.

Nonetheless, the heart can guide a man better than any map can. He may indeed have fallen for you first, but you undeniably fell harder. Although, who wouldn’t with the way he constantly sweeps you off your feet?

Jose Baden is always true to his words when it comes to you, and therefore showers you with Words of Affirmation. It makes communication between the two of you much easier when there’s nothing to hide. And there are only so many words to describe his love for you, so we’ll have to start from the top and work our way down.

Jose Baden, who cannot keep his hands off you. No matter where the two of you are. Physical Affection is this man's specialty and has been embedded into his DNA. It's the simple things like his pinky finger being entwined with yours or his arm around your shoulder, holding you close.

Jose Baden isn’t afraid to show his love for you in front of others and would never shy away from it. It’s truly a gift to be head over heels, so why hide it? Why not show off what he’s got and everything that’s so precious about ‘em?

Jose Baden who can’t help but take a hit for you in games. He doesn’t ever want to see your blood spilled, and would rather have his coat on the map instead. He’s ready to face the stern talking you’ll give him after the match, but you’ll patch him up anyway.

Jose Baden doesn't like admitting the fact that he misses the sea badly. The things Jose would do just for an evening back on the ocean are wild and many. The closest thing he's got is Lakeside Village, but even the calming waves that brush upon the shore can't heal the pain in his heart. The Officer will admit his feelings to you in an act of desperation and comfort. And comfort he receives from you. From cuddling and listening to him rant about the ocean for the 100th time to peppering his face with soft kisses that seemingly never stop.

✦— FORWARD

Said to have been the creator of Rugby himself, you always want William Ellis on your team. He successfully lifts the spirits of all his teammates while headbutting into the Hunter just before they use excitement. It's the thought that counts, right?

To have William in your corner means to have someone who is with you through thick and thin. Someone who will stick by your side until the end of time itself. And until you can finally realize just how much the Rugby Star adores you.

William Ellis who can’t help but hold you close. Physical Affection is this man’s go-to for showing how much he loves you. Like Jose, he will never feel embarrassed or ashamed when showering you with his form of love and affection. He’s either got an arm around your waist or your hand in his—there’s no in-between.

William Ellis loves Giving Gifts just as much as he loves Receiving Them. While the Forward’s not the best at picking out pre-made gifts, he is the best at making ones straight from the heart. Using his clues and fragments, he’ll craft something he finds worthy of gifting you. Whether it be something like a small, red box in the shape of a heart or a bracelet that has your and his initials on it, the gifts are all made with you in mind.

That being said, William Ellis will treasure anything you gift him in return. And that can be anything. Silly little notes passed underneath the table during dinner. A beaded anklet that has left a tan mark because he never takes it off. Or a smaller version of his Ruby ball with every stitch being almost exact.

William Ellis who’s afraid he might not be good enough for you. Who fears that one day he may be forgotten by everyone he’s ever loved. Maybe that’s why he works so damn hard. To prove to himself (and others) that he’s worth remembering. Fortunately, there’s no need to go the extra mile when it comes to you. William’s proven himself more than enough already, hasn’t he?

note: a little gift for all my Ganji, William, and Jose lovers out there. made 4: @rieuvie + @williamkisser + @ch6douin +@jklovu + @5ku11h34rt

(2024) ©️fishermanshook — do not steal, translate, plagiarize, or repost my work on any other platform

[eliasmelody]

Age like old wine🍷

Tag: Eli x f!reader (platonic), Murro x middle-aged f!reader, Jeffrey x gn!reader

Warning: grammar & spelling

"…Guess no one ever taught you how to be a real man" - Beabadoobee

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Seer - Eli Clark

"I hate this." You mutter to yourself, scanning the hallway to ensure no one is nearby. You retreat to a quieter corner, where no one really passes by since there are no bedrooms in this area.

With a sigh, you smooth out the note you’d written after getting instructions from the other girls on the dance moves. One step back, two steps forward… blah, blah.

You take a deep breath and glance at the note again, the words blurring for a moment. It's not that you can't do it. It's just that it feels so… unnatural. The steps are simple enough, but in your mind, they don't seem to line up the way they should.

You position your feet carefully, stepping back with one foot, then forward with the other. The movement feels stiff, like you're forcing it, and not at all like the smooth, effortless grace you saw in the others. You roll your shoulders, trying to loosen up, but it still doesn't feel right.

A soft sigh escapes your lips as you glance around again. The silence is comforting. But the pressure to get it right weighs on you. If you don’t nail this soon, the next time someone asks you for a dance at the public map, you will humiliate yourself. You can't let that happen.

"You’re trying too hard to be elegant without actually being elegant." A smooth voice was a whisper behind you.

You let out a startled yelp and spin around, your heart skipping a beat. Standing behind you, calm as ever, is a certain seer, his presence almost ghost-like in its quietness. He offers you a polite, knowing smile, as if your reaction was both expected and mildly amusing.

Perched on his shoulder, the owl perks up at the sight of you, her sharp eyes studying you with quiet curiosity.

"Oh, it's you… um" You mumble, your voice wavering slightly as warmth rushes to your cheeks. "How long have you been…?" You trail off.

Eli chuckled lightly and folded his arms across his chest, tilting his head at you, finding whatever you did rather amusing. "Enough to know you are struggling." A playful smile appeared on his face. "So what is the occasion?"

You frowned at his words, embarrassment prickling at you. Crossing your arms defensively, you shot him a glare. "It’s none of your business." You huffed, turning slightly away.

Noticing your defensive attitude, he took a step closer, his presence imposing yet gentle. There was a teasing lilt in his posture.

"You're right. But I just can't help but see you're in trouble you shouldn't have." His voice is soft and playful.

Eli takes notice of your discomfort and decides to take mercy on you. He shrugged his shoulders, and as if taking a silent cue, Brooke flapped her wings and took off. She soared effortlessly before settling on one of the hanging decorations above

"May I?" He murmured softly, stepping closer and raising his hand, waiting for your permission. "Just a friendly guide, nothing more, nothing less."

You glance at his outstretched hand and then to his face, contemplating for a moment. The thought of dancing with him sends a flutter of nervousness through you. But something deep within you wanted it. With a subtle nod, you reach out, gently placing your hand in his. "You better not laugh."

A soft and reassuring smile appears across his face. His hand feels slightly rough, but also gentle. His touch is tender yet firm. "I wouldn't dream of it."

With a gentle grip, he takes hold of your hand, his other hand gently resting on your hip, pulling you closer. "Just follow my lead."

Brooke Rose perches nearby, watches with glowing blue eyes. Through her gaze, he used it to keep him in check. Adjusting his steps with deliberate care, he moved with quiet precision, each footfall measured and purposeful. He wouldn't dare embarrass himself, not in front of you, not when you were watching him with such awe-filled eyes.

Wildling - Murro Morton

Life at the manor is a constant struggle, a never-ending cycle that traps more and more people each year.

As the second echoes of the elimination bell fade into the cold, empty silence, you let out a long sigh, rubbing a hand over your face. Turning your gaze toward the person just got eliminated.

"… Did they make it?"

Murro offers you a gentle, reassuring smile that momentarily lifts the heaviness of the air.

"Two of them have already reached the other gate." He admits softly. "I was just stalling, buying us a few extra moments."

You exhale in relief. For a brief moment, the relentless pressure of the match's grip seems to lessen. "Ugh. Thank God."

A soft chuckle escapes him. "They should be fine." He says with a measured tone. "As long as they don't do something stupid."

You nod slowly, managing a small, weak smile. "I hope so."

Murro steps closer, his movement measured and filled with concern as he kneels beside you. His eyes quickly assess your condition, and with a gentle yet troubled tone he says, "You, on the other hand… You're injured."

He is not wrong. You have been rather… foolish in the final moments of the game. Hoping to buy your teammates more time… and ended up paying a price for it when a hunter ended up getting their hands on you and giving chase.

You wince as you take a tentative step forward, but before you can falter, Murro is there, catching you gently and steadying your unbalanced form.

"I thought I told you to run." Murro admonishes you in a gentle tone of voice, his grip on you tightening as he helps support your weight.

You tense and quickly pull away. Noticing your reaction, he respects your space, easing back without a word.

"Can you walk?" He asked.

"… I guess?" Your voice is laced with the reluctant acceptance of your own limitations.

Every movement now feels burdened by a slower pace and a marked decrease in stamina, a sobering reminder that, despite being in your middle age, time has begun to catch up with you.

"I think I'll be fine." You insist, though your voice betrays your discomfort. But still determined not to let anyone, especially not a man, see you weakened by injury. Pride is a heavy mantle, and you're a grown person.

Murro sees right through your act and reminds gently. "It's not good to push yourself."

The boar snuffles at your side, perhaps concerned as well. It's as if the animal can sense the gravity of the situation. Seeing your wounded state, Murro suddenly seems to have an idea.

"If you don't mind. I think this will help" Murro motions towards the boar and it seems to understand on cue. The large animal moves forward, lowering itself to the ground.

"That … won't be necessary."

Murro shakes his head, shooting down your protests with a firm yet gentle motion.

"Yes, it is." He says with determination, refusing to let you argue or deny this. "If not for you, then for me, please. What kind of person would I be to let an injured woman walk on her own?"

You're about to protest, your words gathering at the tip of your tongue, but at his steady, earnest gaze, you fall silent.

With care and patience, Murro helps you get onto the boar's broad back. With deliberate care, maintaining a respectful distance that avoids any unnecessary contact with your tender injuries.

"You don't have to worry, this old man will walk side by side to guide it."

The boar, responding to his subtle cues, shifts its weight and begins moving forward at a steady, comforting pace.

You can’t help but sigh in relief, but the feeling of being a burden fades away. And, admittedly, it is nice to rest and not have to walk on your own.

I suppose a man of experience knows when to step back out of respect and when to step forward in assistance.

Glancing at Murro, your cheeks warm, silently appreciating his quiet support.

Goatman - Jeffrey Bonavita

If anyone were to ask you just how much this manor sucks, you could easily write them an entire essay, each page filled with grievances, frustrations, and the endless annoyances that come with living here. Yet, despite all that, it has its moments, it has rare peaks of tranquility. You hum softly to yourself as you stroll along the racing course. The weather is perfect, a gentle breeze mingling with the warm sunlight, and for once, you feel a sense of peace.

Turning your gaze towards the horse cages, a quiet hope stirring in your chest. Typically, at this hour, the horses are already out and roaming the grounds. Your step shows you're eager to see if you might catch sight of one, or perhaps even be lucky enough to ride.

Ba-thump

As your footsteps fall, the air shifts, and your heart skips a beat before it stutters to a stop. A frown tugs at your lips, there's only one reason for this. A hunter is nearby.

Who would be here at this hour? You pause, mentally sorting through the possibilities, each name running through your mind like a fleeting shadow. You can immediately cross a few off the list. None of them fit the pattern. They don’t typically show up this soon, especially not under these circumstances. Something’s off.

You take a cautious peak, your breath catching in your throat. The hunter is… Goat man? What’s his name again? Ah, Jeffrey.

The hunter moves with precision, almost as if he’s too familiar with the horses, too gentle compared to his usual image in matches.

You can’t help but feel a strange warmth creeping over you, a softness you didn’t expect. It’s odd this wasn’t the reaction you thought you’d have to seeing Jeffrey. You watch him tend to the horse. He looks… kind, almost peaceful, you wonder if you’ve misjudged him all this time.

For a brief moment, you catch yourself wanting to walk up to him, to ask what he’s really doing here, but that impulse fades just as quickly. Reality creeps in, you can’t afford to get too close. It’s better to leave. Glancing down at the apples and carrots you brought with you, and letting out a resigned sigh.

Thud

You take a step back, distracted by the strange atmosphere and bump into something solid, the impact throws you off balance. The bag of apples and carrots spill from your hands. Panic surges through you as you scramble to catch everything, but before you can, a hand reaches down, swiftly gathering up the fallen fruit into the bag.

You glance up, startled, and find yourself face-to-face with…

"… I think you dropped this." The hunter, the one you thought was supposed to be over there.

"Um… thank you…" You say, hesitantly reaching for the bag. Your gaze shifts between the horse cage, where he had been earlier, and then back to him. He notices, and his expression softens, a warm, friendly smile spreading across his face.

"You want a ride?" His voice is light and easy. The question catches you off guard, but there's a kindness in his tone that makes it feel less imitated.

"Uh yeah… I’d like that."

Without a word, he turns toward the horse cage, his movements smooth and easy, like he’s done this a hundred times before. You follow him, heart racing, but not from fear. Instead, there's a curious excitement building in your chest, an unexpected sense of calm in his presence.

When you reach the cage, he gestures to one of the horses. The hunter moves with a fluid grace, untying the reins and leading the horse out.

"You ever ridden before?" He asks, turning back to you, his voice gentle.

You shake your head, feeling a little embarrassed but also strangely eager. You don't know how to get up the horse so you always skip it every time you're in match.

"Don't worry." Jeffrey says with a reassuring grin. "I’ll help you."

With that, he gently guides you to the horse, his hands steady and confident, pick up your bag and set it somewhere else. His warmth, his presence, seems to melt away the tension in your chest.

The hunter helps you onto the horse, and as you settle into the saddle, you can’t help but feel… lighter, freer. "Ready?" He asks, standing beside you, his voice softer now.

You nod, and without another word, he gently nudges the horse into motion, leading you both into the open field, the world suddenly feeling a little more expansive, a little more possible.

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Here's your Murro fic. I hope you like it. Rarely see a Wildling lover. He's so gentle when talking with Violetta 🥺

P/s: See something in common? They're all good with animals 🫶

[dentiststoothfairy]

hello there!💗

can i request a Norton and eli with an s/o that has a pet dove and Crow that are like guardians for there s/o

so like the Birds would always follows there s/o in the manor and in match's and would not leave there s/o side, at first they thought it was a normal dove and crow but that quickly changed after a match,so like there s/o was running from the hunter but accidentally trip, making there

s/o hurt there leg , they saw this but they couldn't do anything as the hunter was close so they just had to watch, suddenly there s/o command there Crow and dove to teleport them away and so the dove and crow transformed like this:

[both are about 7'1ft tall in this form]

and so the Bird's teleported far away from the hunter with there s/o and the Birds may or may not gave there s/o magical healing abilities and gave there s/o the ability to see the future…whenever they wanted soo yeah]

[i hope this isn't too much for you😅]

🎀🦷 𝙷𝚊𝚑𝚊, 𝚒𝚏 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚗𝚢 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝙽𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙴𝚕𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚕 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚂/𝙾𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐.. 𝙸'𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎𝚜!

🍩 Norton Campbell 🍩

And

🦉 Eli Clark 🦉

with bird lover S/O!

• Norton's grown a distaste for birds during the games, not gonna lie to you. We can thank Nightmare for that one, chief.

• Besides, it's a little awkward when you're trying to do something sweet for your beloved and their fucking birds decide to watch you.

• He's definitely attempted to seperate you from your birds to see how far they'd go.

• On an unrelated note. Thank god he has a hat covering his head. 🐦

• They have probably shit on his shoulder when flying away from him too. I just imagine him and your two birds just can't get along 😭

• Then there was.. THAT match.

• He had assisted you as much as he could, but he knew he couldn't help you forever.

• especially when you rolled your ankle. First? Ouch. Secondly? Fantastic....

• Norton knew he'd be going for a rescue so he quickly runs off, and hiding himself so he could. But when he proceeds watch your animals grow incredibly in size and take you away?

• His jaw?? To his TOES.

• He barely had time to register the hunter changing target he just. Was in shock.

• Yeah he gives them the crumbs off his donuts now...

• Eli is a natural with animals of all kinds. Especially with birds.

• Brookerose and your two darling feathered friends got a long well so it was only natural that you two did too.

• Brookerose seemed to know there was more than meets the eye that came with your companions and Eli got that sense too but he mainly kept it to himself.

• However, you two are REALLY cute together. Little cute bird couple and their nests of flight chickens <333

• When the Hunter began to lock onto you, he already had his beloved owl ready to aid you. But for some reason, Brooke wouldn't leave his side.

• This was the first time she had ever disobeyed him. Truly. He was more nervous than upset. Until he saw the sight.

• Two massive birds.

• Wow.

• Least to say he was AMAZED.

• He healed you, your birds were smart enough to bring you to him. But he couldn't stop blubbering.

• he was just gushing over you, over your pets.

• You two are cute together.

[oletus-writer]

Joseph, Ithaqua, and Keigan with a hunter s/o that’s like 5’2 (maybe slightly under) and is ready to beat anyone’s ass despite their height? Would probably win too

I’m excited for my first Keigan request! Unfortunately, I have not put Ithaqua on my masterlist and do not intend to write for him, so I’ll have to substitute.

Joseph, Keigan, Eli x reader who is short but could beat them in a fight

Warnings: swearing

Joseph

He thinks you’re cute - the way you flippantly challenge him to a fight the moment the two of you disagreed. The fact that you beat him, in fencing, no less, made him quite intrigued. To know fencing in this day and age, one must be a noble, however, your demeanour suggested otherwise.

‘You are quite skilled in the art of fencing - who taught you? May I have another round with you, sir/ma’am?’

Your height isn’t that much of a big deal to him - why does it matter that your short and can beat someone’s ass? Why does it matter that he’s shorter than other hunters? To him, appearance doesn’t matter as much as skill and how you present yourself.

‘Why must we fight all the time? Is there not an option to talk things out? Although I love to see you move so beautifully.’

He’ll be there to scold you and patch you up afterwards, gentle tending to your wounds. Please consider the scare you give the old man before rushing to your enemy.

Keigan

She’s another one for reason before violence - it is necessary, sometimes, but it’s better to talk it out than to start throwing fists. When you were ready to fight her, she calmly and expertly deescalated the situation and properly introduced herself.

‘My name is Keigan Nicholas Keogh, the Clerk. Welcome to Oletus Manor, it is a pleasure to meet you. I hope to get along with you.’

She doesn’t find it too impressive that you can beat her in a fight, as she is not the most athletic person, but seeing you face to face with someone like Percy, she has newfound respect for you.

‘Perhaps you shouldn’t fight so many people… here, let me patch you up. That looks bad. Maybe you’ll loose your eye next, hmm?’

She takes no shit and will defend you, even though she knows you could take them down in a fight. She’s an intimidating woman, and she knows it, and will make sure you don’t need to get into danger of being injured.

Eli

Eli, while not a pacifist, does not understand why you are so intent on fighting others. He finds your demeanour rude, although there is a charm to it. He was faultlessly kind, so he found out this behaviour of yours when you get mad at Aesop.

‘May you consider… not doing that? Aesop is quite shy - he means no harm. Please be more patient with him.’

To find Eli mad is quite the phenomenon, which is not going to happen unless you are seriously injured. He will scold you and wrap you up, then call Emily to have your wounds checked out, not leaving your side for a second. He’ll scold you, but is only concerned for your health.

‘Dear, it’s dangerous to be picking fights with others, especially when you’re already in an injured state, or after a match. Not to mention that you’ve been fighting the hunters, too. How do you think that makes me feel? Please, I beg you, at least talk things out first. Then you can fight all you want.’

Your height isn’t a problem to him - he quite likes how you look so cute when your angry, and that he can pick you up when he wants to.

[rosemaze-reveries]

― enclosed with love

spending valentine's day with you eli, mary, michiko, naib, norton, percy, philippe

i adored this year's vday café designs so i wrote some hcs for them ^^

⚠️ modern AU

♡ Mary

With a delicate and highly sophisticated palate, Mary is always searching for something new to satisfy her. For Valentine's Day, she books a private tour at a high-end champagne house.

Her driver is scheduled to pick you up in the early afternoon. She arranged your date so “late” to give herself ample time to settle on an outfit. Her room is littered with hat boxes and empty hangers and piles of ‘maybes’. Everything must be perfect for you. But, every second without you feeds into her restlessness, and she ends up calling you to fill the time. Hours go by on the phone & she still refuses to hang up until she pulls outside your residence.

When she first greets you from the backseat of her car, her hands are on you immediately. She smoothes out the collar of your jacket and peppers a couple of warm kisses all across your face, somehow never quite landing on your lips. She quickly dabs away all the lipstick stamps she left with her handkerchief and apologizes for being so forward,,, only to end up doing it again.

Mary takes high pride in her outfits and never compromises on looking classy. But somewhere in the back of your head, you think: All white? To a wine tasting? What if she gets red stains on her dress? From anyone else, this comment would insult her ― she doesn't take kindly to the insinuation that she's a klutz. Coming from you, she laughs it off saying she's always looked better in red anyway.

She waits until arriving for your tour to present her gifts. Mary gives VERY generously. There's an entire table prepared for you. Mountains of roses, desserts, tickets to that trip you've always wanted to take, luxury spa packages -- she has everything.

♡ Norton

This Valentine's Day is the first Norton will be spending with someone. He'll act like he's not that invested in it, that he's just indulging you.

He keeps up a haughty smirk when you first meet for your date. You had a love letter delivered to him that morning, and he's 100% taking the opportunity to tease you about it. You wrote some pretty embarrassing things about him. How's the real deal living up to your expectations? Dying to bring some of those thoughts to life already? Unfortunately, you insisted on having a traditional date for Valentine's, so you'll have to keep yourself in check until tonight. ← He knows he makes you crazy & he loves having that effect on you.

He gives you chocolates as a gift. They're clearly homemade, shaped like rocks of various sizes with a little gold-dusted heart hidden among them. But just in case you wouldn't be able to recognize them as rocks, he also provided a little toothpick "pickaxe."

Presenting something homemade is a little embarrassing, even if he hides it with that big grin of his. He gives your present a little too fast before switching back to teasing you again.

♡ Philippe

As a perfectionist, Philippe starts planning for Valentine's Day very early. He experiments with all sorts of gift ideas. You're not sure what's going through his head, but he has a highly specific vision and won't rest until he achieves it. He seems to find it important that he gives you something handmade.

Matching photo lockets? A decoden case (if you're into fun phone cases)? Not meaningful enough. A flower vase modeled after his own hand, to sit on your desk? Too tacky. A wax figure? Maybe, but that's too predictable on its own. Maybe he should learn guitar to serenade you.

His final choice is ambitious, but Philippe always is. He builds a little table out of resin, and preserved inside it are your favorite flowers, with detailed wax figurines of you and him dancing among them. It sits in a corner of his favorite room, where he often does dance with you ♡

On the day itself, Philippe would prefer to stay home. It's one of the rare times he gets to have you to himself free of work constraints.

He's the type that always needs to be doing something with his hands. He'd enjoy making chocolate sculptures together -- it's a cute idea, he thinks, to watch you make something so passionately. Whatever your skill level, he loves anything you make.

In the evening, he'll take over all the cooking. A quiet night with steak and good wine (or your preferred drink) is a little cliche, but you both deserve it. Plus, he loves nothing more than casually chatting with you while he works in the kitchen.

♡ Naib

Naib isn't really into the idea of Valentine's Day. He might not even realize it's coming up unless you tell him about it. You'd have to be explicit that you're looking forward to spending the day with him, and even then, he's totally unprepared.

Gifts have never been his forte. Neither have grand romantic gestures. But he's good at working his pragmatic side into the little things: so rather than push himself to be this lovey-dovey, chocolates-and-roses type of lover for the day, he focuses on being 'present' for you.

He brings you breakfast in bed. He's a mean cook, and knows all your favorites. Everything he makes tastes like home, warm and full of love.

Most couples give each other flowers, he knows that, so he goes shopping for one. You're surprised when he presents you with a bouquet of lemons. In his mind, they're cool and refreshing like you, everyone could find a use for some lemons, and personally he finds the colors to be appealing. It doesn't occur to him that lemon bouquets might be an unusual thing to give.

He relies on you to direct the date. Whatever you say, he'll agree. In public, he never leans in for kisses but wouldn't oppose yours. You can try to stand closer to him & he'll slink an arm around your waist briefly, as if to reassure you that he'll always have a secure hold on you, but he'll pull away again before long.

♡ Percy

In spite of all of his eccentricities, Percy is surprisingly traditional when it comes to romance. He invites you to a nice dinner date & arrives much earlier than you, waiting with a bouquet and chocolates. When he first sees you, he wraps a secure arm around your shoulders to tenderly kiss your forehead.

Getting to see this side of him is the payoff of building such a deep relationship with him. Percy is a difficult person to get through. He's obsessive to a fault and cloisters himself away in his studio for days at a time ― no one else would have been able to breach his heart like you have. He will take proper measures to express your importance to him.

His first real kiss leaves tiny particles of something on your lips, but they're sweet in taste. He laughs at the startled look on your face and reassures you it was just a sugar cube. At first he says he was just fishing for a reaction, but later confesses: he was afraid the lips of an undead man might have an odd taste, so he crunched a sugar cube to sweeten it.

♡ Eli

Eli spends the morning delivering roses to other couples on his bicycle. People tend to get especially flattered when their flowers arrive via owl, so his services are very popular this time of year.

He enjoys the little bouts of happiness he can bring to others, but of course you are the one he wants to spend this day with most. With every bouquet he delivers, his mind wanders to you, imagining your reaction when he finally gets to deliver his gift.

He asks you to meet him at an ice cream parlor when his shift is done, around noon. Before you even see him, Brooke Rose flies over to tuck a thornless rose behind your ear, and you turn to find Eli already waiting at a table.

He gives you a small homemade cake and a letter he won't let you read until he's gone. He's a pretty sappy guy even in person, so you aren't sure how his letter will be much different. But having something to be excited about, even after you have to say goodbye, makes it worth it.

His bike rides have left very familiar with all the best spots around town. After splitting ice cream, he takes you for a ride to all the little places he thinks you'll love. A flower meadow, a bridge with a superstition attached: if you whisper the name of your love while crossing it, you'll be bound for life. Part of you suspects he made that up, but the way he says your name over and over makes your heart skip a beat.

Once the sun goes down, he brings you to a forest. Somehow he manages to time it just right. He gestures for you to stay very quiet, gently takes your hands, and suddenly you're encircled by hundreds of fireflies.

♡ Michiko

Since losing her ex-husband, Valentine's Day has become a bitter thing for Michiko, especially since it's so close to their anniversary. She has treated it as a day of mourning for some years. Of course, she keeps up a smile for you ― it's not in her character to impose her struggles on others.

The morning goes by slowly and comfortably. You wake up to a gentle massage and the smell of fresh baked pastries. She writes you a sweet letter in her neat script, and she adorns her letter with pressed flowers & a mini bouquet of your favorite candy.

She makes sure to get you a proper gift, too. She follows a rule of getting 1 indulgent and 1 practical thing: a box of luxury chocolates alongside a fine new coat.

Her ideal date would be something intimate and relaxing. Maybe the theatre, in a box reserved for two, or a shaded flower garden where you can enjoy a cup of tea.

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❥ SEER + HOMEMAKER SPOUSE HCS. ˚⊹꒷

🍞୧・꒰word count꒱ 1230.

🌼୧・꒰warnings꒱ takes place pre-manor, possibly ooc.

🍮୧・꒰adi moment꒱ request here! these were originally supposed to be combined into one post, though i decided to split them since they ended up full length regardless, lol. i had a lot of fun writing this, i think it's a super adorable scenario! hope you enjoy! ꒰ ´͈ ᵕ `͈ ꒱

you can find naib's version here!

꒰🦉꒱・Eli is honestly such a huge softie, and—in my honest opinion—would be one of the more doting husbands out of the entirety of the Identity V cast. He absolutely adores you, a sentiment that he’s never hesitated to make known ꒰whether it be to you or anybody within a five mile radius꒱, and you just can’t help but adore him all the same. The poor man was probably even scouring his visions to try and figure out what married life would be like before the wedding, if it gives you any sort of insight into how in love with you he is. And, since he did go through with it, I think it’s safe to say that he enjoyed what he saw!

꒰🦉꒱・I believe that Eli would also be the type to enjoy living in a cottage outside of the city, though not exactly for the same reasons that Naib may prefer to. Of course, while some of his motivation does relate to his desire to give you a space to decorate to your heart's content—he just loves how cute your personal style is—he’s also… just a big fan of how cozy and quaint it is. The city has its charms, of course, though he’d much rather live more peacefully beside you, away from the ‘rise and grind’ lifestyle. Even still, I’d say that your cottage would probably be quite close to the city, as it would be far more convenient for the both of you.

꒰🦉꒱・For the most part, although he does enjoy keeping your company, he fully trusts you to take care of yourself, seeing no need to try and restrict your personal freedoms. You’re your own person, after all. I don’t exactly see him as the type to become jealous ꒰that easily꒱ or overly worrisome, so he’s very much alright with letting you do whatever you’d like to—just as long as the two of you communicate with each other. His abilities as a seer, which he’d been open about with you since the beginning of your relationship, provide an extra sense of protection—even if he’s unable to tell you about the future that he foresees.

꒰🦉꒱・Although he’s forbidden to inform anybody about the events that he foresees within his visions, he’s come to realize that he can still take steps to act against it. After all, what he sees references a possible future—not necessarily the one that’s already set in stone. As such, any and all attempts to sway the outcomes of events are done incredibly precisely and subtly, years of having to keep the details of these prophecies secret giving him an incredible edge. 

꒰🦉꒱・Most of the time, you don’t even know that he’s acting on his foresight, only realizing afterwards whenever he becomes extra cuddly with you. What better way to celebrate the aversion of a potential disaster than snuggling up with your loved one, right? In the case that you do notice, however, it’s quite easy to confirm your suspicions. You love your husband, you really do—but any and all attempts of lying to you are quickly rendered useless by the small expression of guilt that appears on his face. He’s just… not a fan of lying to you, really.

꒰🦉꒱・He walks a very fine line when it comes to his duties as a seer and his duties as Eli, his decisions to counteract any bad omens sometimes already putting him at risk for ‘punishment’—whatever that punishment may be. And while he may not always spare you the full extent of his stakes ꒰he’d hate to scare you, after all꒱, he’s eternally grateful that he was able to meet you somewhere along the journey of his life. Powers be damned—this man is absolutely head over heels for his spouse!

꒰🦉꒱・Eli’s paycheck isn’t quite as large as Naib’s, a combination of factors having to blame for such circumstances. While you might’ve initially assumed that he’d be loaded—believing that he could easily make a fortune on telling people their fortunes—his restrictions keep that from being a viable option. Not to mention that there’s already many self-proclaimed seers running along, though Eli always says that they rely more on smooth-talking their clients than actually using any sort of foresight.

꒰🦉꒱・His preferred method of acquiring money is usually through picking up smaller jobs that interest him—with his visions helping him realize when certain opportunities are better than others. Simple manual labor, or perhaps even acting as a helping hand for somebody in need—he’s a firm believer in helping those that are less fortunate than him, and it’s something that he takes a great amount of pride in. The only downside is that some jobs require him to leave the house for days at a time, though he does his best to get back to you as soon as possible.

꒰🦉꒱・Although the both of you may not be able to shop until your heart’s content ꒰not that I see Eli being much of a big spender, regardless꒱he does quite enjoy saving up money in order to surprise you with gifts. Just like many things within his life, his visions do tend to come in handy for this sort of thing, especially considering that all he needs to do is pick up a gift in order to figure out whether or not you’d enjoy it. Throughout all of the time that you’ve known him—whether it be as friends, lovers, or spouses, there hasn’t been a singular instance of him gifting you something you’ve disliked.

꒰🦉꒱・On the other hand, however, shopping for Eli tends to be a far more strenuous task—though not for the reason that you might expect. You know what to get him, and that he’d really just love anything, so long as you chose it for him out of the goodness of your heart… But you also know that you’ll never be able to keep it a secret from him. It’s a little sad, you think, that he knows what’s beneath the wrapping paper before it’d even been wrapped. He’ll at least try to pretend that he’s oblivious, feeling the gift and making some purposefully incorrect guesses before opening it. It’s a small gesture, but it really means a lot to him.

꒰🦉꒱・A big fan of cuddling, a fact that's remained constant throughout the entirety of your relationship—though I don’t quite see him as having a preference for being the big or little spoon. Truthfully, he’s just happy to be there. Do you want him to hold you? Sure! You won’t even have to let him know when you need to get up, he’s already retracting his arms to let you take care of whatever it is that came up! Do you want to hold him? Absolutely! He’s eagerly walking over to you before the words even leave your mouth!

꒰🦉꒱・And, of course, it’s impossible to leave out Brooke! Although she’d take some time to warm up to you when you’d started dating Eli, she becomes very affectionate once she finally does. She’ll allow you to pet and hold her, even abandoning her post on Eli’s shoulder to come and sit on yours—so long as he’s not going out for the day. She’ll even flutter around and try to help you with any chores, something that you deeply appreciate—though she will steal any food that you’ve cooked. The three of you really are just a happy family! 

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Eli Clark X Reader!

This is an Eli Clark/Seer X Gender Neutral Reader! (No Plan, Just Write!)

Note: I don't remember if there is a fountain in front of The Oletus Manor, but there is one in my stores!

You wake up in an unfamiliar place with no money of how you got here. In front of you is a lorg gate. You try to push them open, but they don't budge. You turn around to see that you woke up in front of some kind of mansion. You start walking toward a fountain. The closer you get to the fountain, you notice a man sitting on the edge of it. There is also an owl with him. "H-Hello sir, where am I?" You timidly ask & the owl hops closer to you. "The Oletus Manor and unfortunately, ones you're behind those gates, you can't leave this place." After he spoke, he whistled & the owl hoped back to him & hoped on his arm. He gets up & says: "We should head inside so you can meat the others. I'm Eli Clark, by the way!" "I'm Y/N." "Nice to meet you, Y/N!" "You too Eli!"

He opens the door for you & you're greeted by an overwhelming number of people. After a lot of them introduced themselves, someone said that it was almost time for dinner & they showed you to the dining room. You decide to sit next to Eli. "Does my owl not bother you?" He ask as you sat down. "I like most animals, so no." He doesn't say anything, but you see him smile at you. "h-hello, you mind if I join you? Names Matthias Czernin." "Yes, you can." Matthias sits next to you. A guy with mesy blond hair walks over to & says: "Hey there cutie~, can I sit with you?" A man with an old black eye pushes him away & says: "You are such a perfect, Florian! I'm going to sit across from you so he can't, ok? ... Oh, Names Luca Balsa!" "..ok, thanks Luca." "No problem!" Luca says with a smile. "Hi, Names Demi Bourbon! I'm gonna do the same as Luca, K!?" She says as she sits next to Luca. "K, thanks Demi!" "Don't mention it!" She quickly replies as she sit next to Luca. "Hi new kid, Names Tracy Reznik!" She says as she sit next to Luca.

You have a pleasant time talking with all five of them, especially Eli. After dinner, Eli shows you to your room. "Well, here we are." He says, stopping in front of your door. "I hope you are able to sleep well tonight." "Thank you and good night, Eli!" You close the door & thing to yourself: "I wonder what he looks like without the mask on." You crawl into bed & fell asleep relatively easily. The next day, you eat breakfast & lunch with the same people. After lunch, you went outside for some sun & fresh air & sat on a rock. You hear something land next to you. You turn to see Eli's owl. You pet the owl's haed. "Nine day, isn't it?" Eli ask as he sits on the ground next to you. "It is." You say, still petting the owl. You spend many weeks like this, but, deep down, you want to be closer to Eli.

One day, Luca & Tracy sew you walking alone, so they approached you & ask at the same time: "Do you have a crush on Eli!?" "What!? What makes you think that?" You ask them. "You try to talk with him more than anyone else!" Luca says. "And you pet his owl whenever you get the chance!" Tracy chimed in. ".. if I say yes, will you promise not to tell anyone or intervene?" "Of course!" They say that the same time. "Thank you guys!" A few days have passed after that conversation with them, & you decided to confess to Eli, but, for most of day, your nerves get the better of you. You are almost done eating dinner when you finally are ask Eli: "h-hey Eli, can we talk in private after dinner?" "Of course, Y/N!" He quickly replies & you look up to see Tracy & Luca giving you thumbs up. After you both finished eating, he ask: "So,.. where do you want to go?" "My room."

You have both spent time in either rooms, so you hoped that he couldn't tell just how nervous you are. He follows you into your room & closes the door. "So, what's on your mind Y/N?" He ask as his owl lands on your nightstand. You can't turn around to face him. "I-I h-have fellin for you Eli! I-I Love you!" The room fells quiet for a while before you hear him walk over to his owl & then you. ".. you mean it?" "Yes Eli, I do-" You say as you turn around to see him without his mask or hood on. His blue eyes staring into yours. "Can I kiss you?" You ask him. He pulls his hand on your chin, making you lift your head a little & he leans in to passionately kiss you. You rap your arms around his neck & lean into him. He eventually pulls away to give you air & you ask: "can you stay here with me tonight? can we cuddle?" "I'd love to, Y/N." You climb into your bed & Eli climbs in after you & Spoons you.

End!

My other Kin! It's only 9:18pm!

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hiiii!! Would it be possible to request Norton & Naib with a fashionable S/O? Always dressed up like they need to be the hottest person at breakfast.

Thank you !

Identity V characters with their Fashionable s/o! :3

w/ Norton Campbell, Naib Subedar and Bonus ! Eli Clark

A/N : I’ll never pass up on adding Eli, love him too dearly. I tried my best hopefully this is what you wanted! :]

Norton Campbell

Norton doesn’t get why you are always dressed to nines. You both spend the day running from Hunters, why are you wearing the brightest most shiniest outfit ever.

Side by side both your outfits clash hard, you always look like your about to walk a runway and he looks like he just threw on the first things of clothing he found.

Sometimes he likes to watch you prepare your outfit for the day. Usually ends in him giving his two-cents. “You should wear this.” He’d say as he lays the ugliest shirt pants combo you’ve seen.

“Norton… those two colors don’t even go together, plus!” You then end up giving a whole analysis on what he chose and why it’s ugly.

He listens with a very blank expression knowing he’s not gonna remember why these two items can’t go together.

Even if he doesn’t get it he likes it, but don’t expect him to be fashionable alongside you, he likes to pick out his own outfits which never go with what you’re wearing.

Naib Subedar

He doesn’t really notice how fashionable you are, I mean he always thinks you look nice but he’s never really cared for stuff like that. The other survivors like to compliment you to him, and he finds that weird.

He’d been sitting at the table waiting for the others, and William approached him talking about how nice you look today dressed up very fancy like.

“Yeah, I know, I saw their outfit earlier this morning.” He doesn’t really get the fuss about how nice you dress. sometimes he honestly thinks the others are trying to make him jealous by complimenting you to him.

He’s there when you’re creating your outfit for the next day and listens to you rant about how ugly another survivors outfit was that day. Usually while scarfing down a family sized bag of chips.

“You know perhaps I could create your outfit for tomorrow as well, lord knows the last time you washed that jacket!” You say opening his closet. He shrugged shoving another handful of chips. “Go ahead.”

He doesn’t really mind what he wears as long as it’s not super like flamboyant looking. But he’ll wear matching outfits with you, even allow you to do his hair and put accessories on him.

Bonus ! Eli Clark

The first person to compliment you every day. He can recognize how fashionable you are though he doesn't look very stylish.

“This shade looks really nice on you, i can tell you put alot of thought into it!” He tries to make it sound like hes very informed about fashion.

When putting on a new costume for the first time your always the first person who sees it so you get to remove the ‘ugly’ looking accessories or what-nots

He tries to be with you when your creating a new outfit look but sometimes he likes the surprise of seeing you with everyone else at breakfast. He has no shame complimenting you infront of the others.

When making Eli look more stylish you always make sure the material of the outfit you picked is something his owl wouldn’t mind.

I did struggle with Eli’s part I didnt know what to put but I still wanted to include him!!! Hopefully whoever requested this likes it :] !Not proofread!