#identity v xie bian x reader

[undobutton]

hello!! may I request master yin yang (wu chang) x gn reader hcs? kinda hoping for touch-starved reader hcs, but whatever you'd like to do is fine with me! hope you're doing well♡

warnings: mentions of touch

genre: fluffy fluff fluff!

characters: Xie, and Fan

synopsis: Just some touch hcs about the boys!

a/n: Reader isn't really touch starved. This is kinda just hcs centered around touch... Hope thats okay! Hope you're doing well also anon and sorry for taking forever!

In front of anyone both boys seem indfferent to you.

Fan, because he has a reputation to uphold, and Xie because he doesn't want any other hunters picking up on how they feel about you.

But behind closed doors?

Xie is a cuddler! He loves holding you or just touching you in some way.

playing with one of your hands while you read a book or letting you lay a head on his lap at any given time.

Fan on the other hand.. He just doesn't want to ask.

Really he doesn't know how to ask. So he kinda just glares at you.

He isn't trying to be intimidating! He's just awkward.

Xie knows this though and tells you about Fan's dilemma.

You find it cute. (don't tell Fan) And make an effort to be a bit more touchy with him when you three are alone.

Leaning on his shoulder, holding his hand, poking his cheek (Xie finds that one funny)

Soon enough Fan feels a bit more comfortable initiating touch between you two.

The boys take turns spending time with you and in each 'session' there is dedicated cuddle time!

Overall 10/10 they're great!

[rosemaze-reveries]

Hello! I found your blog and love the writing

Here’s sit with me while I tell you my favorite idea 💡

✨So the hunters (all if possible) come back to the manor after a long match of smelling sweat and blood upon walking towards their shred room with reader they catch a scent of their lovers perfume- mind going a mile a minute with the idea of their lover being in they arms and just melting from the stress of the day ✨

Thoughts 💭

ANON. anon...... this is the kind of scenario that makes me CRAZY uegh.. when their judgment's clouded by bloodlust but inhaling your scent brings them back to their senses >>> 🤒 let me be your lighthouse home etc etc. sign me UP.

for some blurbs, this turned into a broader "hunter comes straight to you after a rough match" without the perfume bit. kind of misunderstood the assignment but either way, here's this!

🌪️✂️👘🏳️🏴🦌🐍🪞🎻🔩🐟🕯️

🌪️ Ithaqua brings an air of gloom with him into your bedroom. Driven by nothing but a searing want for you, he skips over any pleasantries to tear off his mask and shove you onto the ground. A bed of wind tries to break your fall, but his impatience gets the better of him; he pins you to the floor with such force that he disrupts his own gale from cushioning your way down. Not that you care in the moment. You’ve been waiting to have him in your arms all day. He leaves a scattering of love bites and wet kisses up your neck.

✂️ Jack has one particular tune that he hums after his worst matches. Months of living together have left you all too familiar with it. His song begins from the foot of the staircase and steadily crisps itself to your ears as he draws nearer. Afraid of the state you might find him in, you rush outside to meet him at the top of the banister. He pauses with one foot on the next step. “Curious,” he says, greeting you with a cordial smile. “It’s not often a little mouse stands in my path—not on purpose.” His blouse is soaked a shade of reddish brown, and no amount of easy banter can hide the weariness in his eye. “Well, you’ve saved me the trouble. I was on my way to ravage you next.”

👘 Michiko drags her nails along the walls of the corridor, leaving a dull streak of blood behind. She doesn’t make a sound when she slips inside your room, practised in her delicate step; you don’t even feel the dip in the mattress before she has her shoulders arched over you. Eyeing you tenderly, she rolls a warm thumb over your cheekbone. “I’m home,” she murmurs. “Your sweet scent led the way again.” She realizes she left a smear of red on your skin, and her hand jerks away, startled by the reminder of what she had been doing just minutes ago.

🏳️ Bi’an’s arms wind around the small of your back, drawing you into his chest for a slow, tender embrace. It’s the first thing he does after returning to the manor: falling straight into your arms. As his lips trail down your forehead, peppering soft kisses in their path, you wrap your arms around his neck to bring him closer. A whisper escapes you about how out of the blue this is, and in response he brings a kiss to the corner of your eye, prompting them to flutter shut. “Let me have you, just for a little while…” Those sweet kisses he’s so good at descend your neck, growing rougher the lower he goes.

🏴 Wujiu’s arms wind around your stomach, pressing his chest flush against your back. He hasn’t uttered a word since returning from his match, aside from a tepid “Nothing worth mentioning” when asked about his day. This sudden affection takes you by surprise. You try to turn your head to face him but he catches your chin, steering your gaze back to the wall. “Don’t look at me.” Whatever is clouding his mind today is better left alone, you realize. You lay your hands on top of his, squeezing them, encouraging him to let your presence blot out everything on his mind. Warm breath fans your collarbone as he nuzzles into your neck, drinking in your scent.

🦌 Bane doesn’t like to discuss his matches. It makes no difference whether they are quick or slow, a win or a lose, they always weigh on him the same way. He sits on the edge of the bed lost in thought. You decide to break the tension first by greeting him with a hug from behind, your chin hooking over his shoulder. Bane isn’t big on physical affection. But after a while he cups a tender hand to your temple, palm taking up the entirety of your face, and presses you gently into him.

🐍 Yidhra might be the hunter most detached from the nightmares of the manor games. They provide nothing but leisure for her, and she’s never felt particularly passionate about them, win or lose. Her followers are the ones who give her the most trouble. When they resist her will, her consciousness splinters apart, some days leaving her too weak to herd them back again. These are typically the days she comes for you. You aren’t sure when she enters your room, but sometimes you catch glimpses of her tail in your peripheral, never to be seen when you’re looking on purpose. Her voice floats in the back of your mind: Mine, mine, mine, mine… There is nothing that binds you to her, yet you’re the only one who never resists her.

🪞 Mary barges into the room clumsily for someone of her poise. She struggles to prop herself against the door, muddy skirt stiff in awkward folds. “My mind is a mess,” she exclaims, voice clear but breathless at the same time. “Where are you? Come settle me.” The second she spots you, she sulks over to toss her arms around your neck, finding a seat in your lap. Clearly she isn’t concerned about observing her usual decorum today. Her dress is heavy and splotched with muck you don’t care to identify, but you don’t mind holding her as the burdens of the day ease off her shoulders.

🎻 Antonio’s fingers instinctively travel to the liquor cart by the window. He hadn’t bothered to turn on the lights, but feeling around to find nothing but an empty platter gives him pause. One resigned cluck of his tongue later, you feel tendrils of hair coil around your waist and wrists. They pluck you up from your side of the bed and present you in front of him as if you’re nothing more than a doll. “Not a drop to console me?” he complains, knowing you’ve hidden his bottles again. Then his head tilts slightly, taking in your scent. You can practically see detention’s fiery glow return to his eyes. “No, perhaps you are right—there is something more intoxicating for me here.”

🔩 Percy - “Hm...” He’s scrutinizing you with such intensity that you wonder if something’s on your face. He leans over to take an exaggerated whiff of you, and your heart sinks in offense. You have half a mind to tell him you showered just that morning, so it’s probably not you — besides, he’s the one who’s been tangoing with carcasses all day — but Percy keeps a thoughtful look about him. “You smell full of life,” he muses. “That fragrance you wear, it was popular back in the day. Transports me to the city again.” He would know better than you; you just found this perfume in the trunk of a dusty old room. When he comes closer, clasping either hand around your face, you let him lose himself in the nostalgia. Moments like these are all you have to keep yourselves sane in the manor.

🐟 Grace’s mouth is pulled into a taut frown when she flings open the door. You can see a slight quiver in her lip if you squint. Her harpoon clatters on the ground and she drops onto your bed, braid falling out, face buried in a pillow. There’s little you can do except rub a soothing hand in circles on her back. When she peeks over her arm with a gentle plea in her eyes, you wonder if she’s asking for a deeper massage—but you don’t get the chance to ask before her hand latches onto your forearm, tugging you down to lie with her.

🕯️ Philippe settles for a glass of brandy and his bundle of sketches. He’s resting on the chaise by the foot of the bed, not his work desk where he’d usually be. Rather than drafting new ideas he’s simply thumbing through the old ones, mechanically, breaking from his cycle only for a sip of his glass. It’s like your lover’s been replaced by a puppet. You feel unnerved enough to intervene: stripping him first of his glass, his sketches, then his monocle, you tip him back onto the cushion. You expect him to complain about having to get back to work, but he doesn’t protest. Tonight is for him, you decide. As his dark hair sprawls out beneath him, you straddle his thighs, and his hand reaches up to cup your cheek. “I’m terribly jealous of this magic of yours,” he murmurs, faint lilt in his voice. “It’s always you who brings me back from the stars.”

[oletus-writer]

Heyy can I have Wu Chang, Mary and Joseph reacting to their s/o giving their mini pet versions more love and affection then them? They think the pets are too cute to not give attention to

Sorry if I made any mistakes English isn’t my first language :)

I do believe I’ve seen people write for Joseph’s pet receiving more attention than him, but here’s my shot at this.

Wu Chang, Mary, and Joseph getting jealous of their mini versions

Warnings: slight jealousy

Xie Bi’an

At first, he thought the fact that you had a mini Wu Chang as your pet was pretty cute, until you began giving it more affection than you gave him.

Of course, he was happy that you were happy, but the bitter pangs of jealousy began creeping up on him.

‘Qin ai de - ah, you’re playing with your pet again... Well, please don’t let me disturb you.’

He wanted to say something else, but left as you hugged the mini Wu Chang to your chest.

He’d plan dates with only you and him (and Wujiu, if you were also dating him) and amp up the sulking if you had brought your pet with you.

‘Ah, I thought I had specified that this date was only for you and me, but you brought it along… it looks like you love it more than me.’ But of course, this was in a joking tone, no matter how he felt.

Expect a lot more of romantic gestures and pampering, as if he was saying ‘I don’t understand why you give the pet more attention than you give me. Look - I can treat you better.’

Fan Wujiu

Unlike Bi’an, he was kind of annoyed that you had a mini version of him. What to cuddle him? Just ask. Want children? Well, that would be quite a conversation. Everything the mini version of him could do, he could do better.

So, when he saw you pampering the pet more than you gave attention to him, he was quite infuriated. Marching towards you, he snatched it from your hands.

‘Give me affection, then I’ll give you back your pet.’

While his directness can be appreciated, sometimes it would be too much. You explained that it was a harmless pet, and that you were comforting it because it was sad you got chaired first.

Hearing this, Wujiu calmed down and stroked the head of the mini him thoughtfully. ‘I did not expect these tiny things to be capable of feeling emotions. How interesting.’

Still, he’d prefer you go to him immediately after matches, especially since you could potentially get injured.

Mary

Sometimes, Mary would get pretty insecure - was she a good girlfriend? There were many other good candidates in the manor, yet you still stuck by her side. She was sure that you would eventually leave her, so seeing a little pet that looked like her to keep you company reassured her a little bit.

That was until you began giving it more affection than you gave her.

She saw an example of this in a match you had with her - you had asked her not to go easy on you, so she obliged, leading you to be chaired. You were comforting the shivering mini Mary, which made the former queen quite displeased.

‘How dare you! You are my lover first, and then the owner of that pet second. Now, as we wait for your teammates to rescue you, shall we have a lovely chat?’

Slightly puzzled, you were rescued by your teammate and Mary continued to chase you.

Be prepared for intense courting, European style, after you finish every match. She can’t stand someone else sweeping you off your feet, even if it’s a mini version of her.

‘Ma chere/mon cher, I had Emma pick the best flowers for you. Now be a dear and let me braid these in your hair/make you a flower crown.’

Joseph

The Frenchies are very similar in how they react to your pet. How lovely of you to have a little remainder of him every where you go! To By God, why are you giving it more attention than you give him?

He’ll also attempt to win your attention by going on more extravagant dates, and all in all spending more time with you.

‘Beau, would you like for me to show you some recipes that… Claude and I used to enjoy? Can you bring your pet? No, I’m afraid it may cause a mess.’

Out of your sight, he’d be rather petty with his mini version. From glaring to knocking if off the table, he’s not going to accept another competitor. Of course, he’d stop if you asked, begrudgingly, but be sure to reassure him that he’ll be the only one in your eyes.

[teabreakpancakes]

Can you do Joseph,Aesop and Wu Chang with a male s/o who is a demon like Nezuko

male s/o used to be a lab experiment and he likes wearing kimono

Bound By The Red Spider Lilies Joseph, Aesop and Wu Chang x Male! Reader

although this is a male reader request, i don't actually use gender specific pronouns while writing, i use the personal pronoun "you" mostly

Genre: Fluff

You were a new hunter that arrived a few days prior, someone of Japanese descent like Miss Michiko. They were only told one sentence about you: "That muzzle keeps all the residents of the manor safe, it's in your best interest to keep that in mind". Throughout your stay, you piqued the interest of a certain hunter/survivor, luring them in with your charm—although, should it not be the flower that is picked and held captive?

𝐉𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐇 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐀𝐔𝐋𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐒

"Il est beau" Joseph muttered under his breath, onyx eyes gleaming under the old fashioned chandelier of the manor's living room. He could only admire you for so long until you noticed, your head snapping in his direction, tilting towards your left inquisitively.

Joseph coughed into his gloved hand, an elegant and practiced smile gracing his face, sheepishness barely visible to those that didn't know him—had he been alive, he would've been blushing. "What book are you reading amour?" he questioned, not wanting to explain why he was once again caught watching you like a moron. You shook your head, eyes smiling as you showed him the front cover of the book. Joseph sat down beside you, leaning over slightly to trace the engraved title. 'The book appears to be of Japanese origin', he guessed, unfamiliar with the letters used.

"Would it trouble you if I asked of you to read this book to me?" he inquired in a hushed tone, peering into their unnaturally coloured irises. It was a lighthearted request, one he had been withholding for a while; He knew that if he were to ask, you would not hesitate to indulge him, he know that only he had the privilege to hear your voice, to see your smile, to hear you laugh. Your voice was a treasure to him, one that meant you trusted him.

Your broad shoulders shook with a silent chuckle, nodding at the French aristocrat. You stood from your seat on the couch, holding out a hand for the photographer to hold. You departed, walking side-by-side towards his room. He traced patterns into your warm skin; Had he not known you were a demon, he would've taken you for a human, but he supposes it was unnatural for him, a dead man, to possess a heart that beats once more.

he gifts you kimonos of high quality, as well as a few traditional japanese treats (he asked miss Geisha)

hums lullabies to you on nights where any sound a level higher than average incites anxiety and fear within you—like he used to do so with claude back then

often takes pictures of you, ones that appreciate every little bit of you: the parts you like and don't like are all of the highest form of beauty in his eyes

aids you in maintaining and caring for yourself: if you have long hair, he combs through it every day at least three times. he also takes care of your nails—they grow rapidly, so he has to trim them pretty often so you don't injure yourself

he enjoys watching you perform tea ceremonies when you both have afternoon tea together—on occasions when it's cloudy and dark outside

he's asked Geisha about japanese etiquette on numerous occasions as to not disrespect you

he prides on the fact that only he has heard your voice within the manor

𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐎𝐏 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐋

Aesop was a social recluse, he had just so happened to encounter you in the main hall of the manor during one of the rare occasions of his person leaving the comfort of his room. He had never expected a hunter—let alone someone as beautiful as you—to send one of the kindest "smiles" in his direction; He felt as if the kindness conveyed through your eyes alone brought a touch of colour to the monochrome life he had lived through until that very moment.

Months later, he had received the highest privilege he could have ever wished for: calling you his beloved. You, who was already one with what could be called "eternal rest", the you who claimed to be deceased and yet showed more life than those of which who still had blood pumping through their very veins.

Before meeting you, he could only see beauty in the act of dying. He finds you, the love of his life, to be the one thing in his life that remains untouched by outside principles he's been taught.

He ponders deeply as you grace him with a smile, one not hidden away behind a piece of bamboo. 'Was this the love my mother talked about?', the question remained unanswered, and yet despite that, he could say with confidence that he loves you. But, would he really remain by your side until the end of time? he's only a mortal after all.

he tends to spend his time outside more often because of you—away from prying eyes at the very least, during the night

he adores the way you look at him, how could you look at him with such fondness—such care—such a doting gaze on the likes of him?

he doesn't know how to comfort people, but he tries for you; he combs through your hair gently, letting you lay on his chest

aesop tends to sleep at the same time as you, if you stay up, he can too, if you sleep early, he sleeps early too

he sometimes traces over the lovely patterns left on your skin that were caused by the experiment, always tells you about how beautiful you are with them too

he adores your voice, considers it a blessing to hear you speak

for some reason, you are drawn to warmth. so he becomes used to physical touch, the reason being one, wanting to be closer to you and two, because you are akin to a reptile and he is your 'heating pad'

avoids bringing up the topic of death with you, he knows you think of it as unpleasant, so why would he go out of his way to displease you?

𝐗𝐈𝐄 𝐁𝐈'𝐀𝐍 & 𝐅𝐀𝐍 𝐖𝐔𝐉𝐈𝐔

Upon meeting you, they never could have anticipated that you were such... a bright soul. Had you never had told them, they never would've thought that you weren't a mortal. You seemed more human than most of them, the only indicators of you being of a different species were your eyes—such a colour could never belong to a human—and your souvenirs from the scientists that performed experiments on you.

You were an incredibly gentle soul, cowering upon meeting them initially. Wujiu quickly learned that speaking softly with you was a must if he wished to befriend you. They learned that being patient with you was the key to getting close to one of the most sincere individuals in their lifetime.

Bi'an and Wujiu were enamoured by you, there was only such a small amount of individuals capable of conversing or even interacting with them since they normally kept to themselves. You had wormed yourself into their lives, seeking solace within the small world of the umbrella the two souls choose to reside in.

With you, their closed off world gained unimaginable amounts of colour that completely erased any trace of mundanity from their daily cycle of life. Change isn't a welcome occurrence for some individuals, but they couldn't help but be eternally thankful for your arrival in their lives.

wujiu makes his voice softer and more quiet with you

bi'an often dotes on you with physical touch (he knows it comforts you if it's done by people you're close to)

most of the time they have outside of matches is spent with you

if your hair is long, they both enjoy caring for your hair—using up so many hours on just pampering you in general

they both tend to worry about the state of your teeth—does it not hurt to bite on the bamboo for so long?

when taking strolls outside and it's not completely dark, their umbrella comes in handy! they shield you from any light that could possibly hit you—even if you say it's not "fatal", it still hurts you do just accept their treatment

you three have matching kimonos, matching in pattern but each in your own colpur palettes

A/N: we got a four day break ^^, ofc, i still have tasks to accomplish but at least we don't have any class

[eunxhan]

Ꮺ Anon Requested ⨾ Hiya! I just wanted to know which killers in IDV you head cannon as just like contrasting yanderes? (Basically when you behave they pepper you in kisses gifts until you disobey them and then.. well, you imagine 😞😞) Have a good day/night!

Ꮺ Eun Replies ⨾ Oh I love this idea, I had to read each and every Hunters Wikipedia.. And I can't seem to find more explanations about 'contrasting yandere'. Some characters I don't really know quite alot about and I'm sorry if these are rushed and little, I ran out of ideas for most. I just noticed that all of the yanderes I've picked have one thing in common.. Is they love music:'))..

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Ꮺ Disclaimer — CAN BE SEEN AS PLATONIC/ROMANTIC.

Reader ⨾ NON SPECIFIED. GN!RDR. YOU/YOURS.

Words used ⨾ 1,583 words 8,824 characters

Characters ⨾ YAN! ANN, JACK, JOSEPH, ANTONIO, MICHIKO, XIE BI'AN & FAN WUJIU.

Links ⨾ My Navigation and Mandates

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Ꮺ ANN ( DISCIPLE ) ⨾

She's a dangerous, sympathetic and terrifying at the same time. She's a faithful and devoted follower of a Hunter, whom she regards as her God and savior. Though, she's a dangerous and sadistic individual who relishes in punishing and torturing those who defy her God. Now she expects you to do the same, she wants you to be disciplined uand do nothing but to listen to her. It's on her name.

She worships her darling by being overly devoted, possessive and loyal. She will do anything to make her darling happy, including stalking and isolating you from other people. She will also be very attentive to your needs and wants, and will always try to anticipate your wishes.

Now if you obey her? Oh she'll reward you with her love, affection, and protection as usual. She will do everything in her power to make sure her darling is happy and content, and will go to great lengths to please you. This might include cooking their favorite meals, planning activities they enjoy, or even sacrificing her own needs and wants. That's how she express her love to you.

But on the other hand, if you ever disobeys or betrays her, she will not hesitate to use her violent and vengeful nature. She will stop at nothing to make sure her darling is hers and hers only, even if it means using force and intimidation to keep you under her control.

Now after her horrible punishment as trapping you inside a small dark room with nothing. Expect for her cat to be following you whenever you go, The cat is a way for her to monitor and control your behavior, as the cat can act as a spy and snitch on you whenever you behave in a way that is not approved by Ann. The cat is a good a tool to punish you if they disobey or betray her. Now say goodbye to your privacy...

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Ꮺ JACK ( RIPPER ) ⨾

Like I said on my last headcanons about him.. He's not nice even in the beginning. He's a violent and unhinged type of yandere who takes great pleasure in causing pain and suffering to others. His sadistic nature, he's obsessed with his darling and will do anything to make you happy.

Jack's love to his darling is such that he'd go to great lengths to keep you close and under his control. He'd stalk, isolate and even kill anyone who stands in his way. His darling is his everything, his reason for existing, and he'd do anything to protect you.

He'll showers you with love and affection, just like the last yandere. He will do anything to make you happy and fulfilled, oh he's so proud of his darling! He'll be more attentive to your needs, spoil you with gifts and attention, and make sure you feel safe and protected in his presence. Now you understand why he's doing all of this for you!

He's not surprised if you disobey him, Jack shows no remorse and use violence and intimidation to keep you in line. To let you know who's the one being in charge here, don't even think about trying to escape from his presence again. You'll never see the outside world again if you did.

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Ꮺ ANTONIO ( VIOLINIST ) ⨾

Please, I have a soft spot for this man. He's a musician who's deeply in love with his darling, but who's also capable of resorting to extreme measures to protect and possess his beloved. I hc him as a yandere who likes a darling that appreciate on what he do..

There's a gentleness and sensitivity to him, which makes him complicated. Unlike other Yanderes, who are often motivated by fear or hatred, he seems driven more by love, and is capable of displaying affection, tenderness, and even compassion towards his darling. He actually loves it more when you're comfortable with him.

So when you obey him, he showers you with love, and will do anything in his power to keep it that way. Playing his violin for you (not in a hurtful way—), singing to you, and even composing new pieces to express his love.

If your obedience was just an act in order to keep him blind just for you to escape or seems to be distancing, he can become overbearing and controlling. He'll get frustrated on why you had to do that for, he have given you all, was he not enough? He'll be more strict and give you the cold shoulder.

And if you still continue? He does not hesitate to use his terrifying melody on you. He'll continue to play as your ears are bleeding, throwing up, crying hysterically, having the biggest migraines known to man until you apologize to him and promised to not do it again. Don't worry though, he'll treat you and shower you with affection as if nothing had happened.

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Ꮺ JOSEPH ( PHOTOGRAPHER ) ⨾

He is a skilled and talented photographer who is always ready to capture your perfect moment, though he is also a master of deception and manipulation, using his charm to lure unsuspecting victims into his web. He is obsessed with you, your charm and he will go to extreme lengths to keep you under him, going to an extent to isolate you from anyone.

It's not common for you to obey him, so when the time you suddenly obey him or satisfy his every desire.. He was skeptical, as if it was a trap.. Or a sign that you're giving up and giving yourself to him. Though he rewards you by giving his time and attention.. If you're patient enough and continue to be obedient, he'll be giving whatever you ask.

but when you go against him or betray his trust, he can become cold, cruel, violent. Not hesitating to use his powers to get rid of any obstacle that stands between him and his darling.

He'll be using your insecurities and your past against you as he punishes you by geing trapped in a picture, he'll use manipulation, guilt-tripping, and even stalking, to keep you under his control. To physical or emotional abuse as punishment.

We both know what he's gonna do to you in there. You'll come out with a couple bruises.. And will he help you? No, he's still disappointed of you trying to escape from his grasp.

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Ꮺ MICHIKO ( GEISHA ) ⨾

I actually see her as some mother loving yandere, with so many people that have mistreated her. You manage to catch her in the eyes, usually she hates it but something to you made her want to take care of you, treat you like you need help and guidance from someone bigger.

Deep sense of love and loyalty towards you, whose behavior are often driven by her desire to keep her darling safe. She's not driven by hatred, but by a deep-seated fear of being alone and of losing the person she loves.

It'll take long for her to notice your sudden obedience towards her but once she got to it, she's so happy that you're listening to her! she showers you with more affection, and keep you obedient. Spoiling her beloved with expensive gifts, taking you out on lavish adventures, and using her charm and beauty to make you love her.

If you ever disobey her, she let's it slide twice or thrice.. But if it keeps going and using her kindness to your advantage. She'll be angry, she can't manage to hurt you as it hurts her more but she had no choice.. She's manipulative.

She's more on scolding you with her words, the same as Joseph, she'll use every single flaw that you had against you until you fall back. It hurts more than it hurts you, yknow?

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Ꮺ XIE BI'AN & FAN WUJIU ⨾ ( a bit ooc? )

Xie Bi'an is a quiet and reserved individual, who's deeply in love with his darling, and will do anything to keep you safe. He's the type to use manipulation, guilt-tripping, and stalking to keep you on his grasp. He's also capable of resorting to physical or emotional abuse as punishment just like any other yanderes.

Fan Wujiu, on the other hand, is a fun-loving and playful individual. He's the type to use charm, wit, and humor to distract you from doing something ridiculous. He's also capable of using manipulation and gaslight to ensure that his darling remains loyal to him.

Once darling get so obedient, both of them might view the sudden obedience of you as a sign that they are finally getting through to you, and might feel a sense of satisfaction and relief as you're finally accepting them as a part of your life. Fan Wujiu would be more touchy while Xie Bi'an continue to whisper sweet nothings against your ear.

They have all the patience in the world no matter how many times that you disobey them, they understand that it's suffocating to have them by your side most of the time so they give you space..as long as you're still in their sight.

But once you try to escape or do much worse.. They see it as disloyalty, you have no choice but to accept them being next to you at all cost. Taking turns to keep an eye on you, keeping you under their umbrella.

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Ꮺ ⨾ I DO NOT CONSENT TO MY WORK BEING COPIED OR TRANSLATED

[sakurayumeno]

hihi! may i request letters B, D and I from the Smut alphabet for wu chang (xie and fan), im so glad ur back btw i missed youuu 😭♥️♥️♥️

NSFW Alphabet Hcs.

Characters: Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujiu.

Genre: Smut, Headcanon game.

Letters: B, D, I.

A/N: Aww thank you!! It's INCREDIBLY late, but I hope you like it!

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

On you, Wujiu likes your hips whereas Bi'an likes the small of your back, as it's where they usually hold you the majority of the act. Your body is fragile compared to theirs and they can't help but admire that about you. Of course, they keep in mind to be more gentle with you because of this, leaving soft, but firm carreses/ holds on those certain areas of your body.

But on them, they like their tongues. The length of them is longer than most; combine that with how much they like being close to you and it would make oral one of their favorite acts.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

They both share a mild enjoyment to seeing you writhe under their touch, your body yearning for more as they take their sweet time in touching you.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

They're both really big sweethearts. Their sex is fueled by their love, and while lust is a contributor, it's never the main one. They make sure every part of you is being worshiped and treated like royalty.

[abandonedbun]

Triggering topic, if you are triggered by this please do scroll away

Topic:S*lf harm/c*tting

Reacting to recent scars

Characters:Naib, Joseph, Wu Chang

PLEASE NOTE: Bun is not romanticizing these topics but simply spreading awareness and writing comfort for anyone who needs it. Romanticization/fetishization of this is not tolerated on this blog

Last warning, Bun is not responsible if you read this or not

Naib Subedar

He’d be so scared, for a moment he wouldn’t know what to do

He’s never expect to see you with arms with recently dried blood

At first Naib would seem so angry, asking things like “What the fuck is this?” “The hell’s going on?!”

But it would quickly end when he looks again at your scars, he tells you to stay put as he comes back with bandages

He’s scarily silent when he’s wrapping your arms up you don’t have a clue what he’s thinking while he’s doing this

As soon as he’s done he finally breaks. You were expecting to be scolded but instead he hugged you tightly, he’s never held you this tightly before

For a second you were confused but when you felt tears drip on your shoulder you realized how scared he was and how much he cared for you

He was terrified, he didn’t want to lose you, he didn’t want you to leave his side

After what felt like an eternity of silence he told you that this wasn’t going to help, that there’s so many better ways and this definitely wasn’t a solution to whatever problems you had going on

He’d be scared of leaving your side, he stays by your side almost 24/7 and is holding you close

When you’re asleep (or when he thinks you’re asleep) it would be the only time he’d cry, he can’t handle the thought of you dying on him

He’s only angry at himself for not doing something earlier, but he wants to get over it for you to do something for you now

Joseph Desaulniers

He’s more scared and emotional then anyone

He can’t handle seeing you in such pain

When he first saw them he thought they were from matches but the lies he told himself stopped working

He couldn’t fool himself, matches wouldn’t give scars like that, give scars aligned in such a specific way

When he came to the realization his heart sank, he felt sick to his stomach

He felt like throwing up because he knew people who did this often had a reason, a reason very well known

He’d sob so much, he’d do it for hours. He too can’t handle the thought of losing you, he’s already lost his brother he doesn’t want to lose you as well

The next time he sees you his hair’s a mess, his shirt’s wrinkled and there are heavy dark circles under his eyes

He tries to keep his voice as steady as possible and asks to speak with you in private

When he asks the question you can hear his voice shaking and starting to crack

He looks you in the eyes with his tired ones

You both know the answer, but Joseph needs you to be honest, lying would just hurt more

When you do admit to it he breaks down and pulls you to a tight embrace

He’s whispering in your ear, begging you not to leave him, telling you how much light you brings to this world

After enough words of reassurance have been said to the both of you he’s hesitant but loosens his grip and lets you go

But he won’t let you leave his side, even if you have a match. He’ll find a way to let you be excused

Only when (if you’re a survivor) you’re matched with him he’ll let you go, on the condition you meet him at a selected spot. He completely ignores other survivors and stays out of their sight with you, if they get too annoying or make an even slightly rude comment to you they’re instantly getting chaired or bled out

On the days you don’t leave he’s in bed with you holding you close and making sure you know you’re loved

He only ever gets up to get you food, water and to fix a bath for the two of you

And even when he’s getting food he’s carrying you so you stay with him

It takes him a while but he eventually calms down a bit and lets you do your own thing

He’ll always worry, but over time he gets better at acting he isn’t scared anymore while letting you know he cares

Xie Bi’an and Fan Wujiu

They’d be the most understanding, especially Xie Bi’an

When they first see your scars they don’t point it out right away, they could be old and not everyone is okay with talking about it

But when they notice them growing more and you doing more things to hide your arms like wearing long sleeves and wearing jackets even if it’s a hot day, their concern grows more and more

Fan didn’t exactly know how to approach the topic, he wants to show he cares but he doesn’t know how to, so Xie says he can do most of the talking

Xie gently asks you if you can talk, promising nothing bad will happen and nobody’s mad or disappointed

When he does his voice is soft and soothing

He asks you what’s been going on in your mind and if you really have been harming yourself, he knows but he wants to know if you trust him enough to be honest

When you tell him the truth, he just holds you close, he asks if you want to talk about any of your problems, telling you he understands exactly how you feel but it won’t solve anything, and taking the bigger step is just going to cause more pain

Fan does come in to comfort you as well, doing a bit more talking so Xie doesn’t get too overwhelmed with bad memories

He reassures you it’ll all be okay like Xie said, he says it isn’t the answer

They know it’ll be hard but they want you to try and stop. Not for them but for yourself, you need to do it for yourself

They won’t cling to you but they will be around you a bit more then usual and do check ins once in a while

Xie does sometimes cry when you’re not around, he and Fan talk about their worries in this situation

They may not be sobbing but they really are scared and worried, they care so much

They make little promises to you that life will get better, that everything will get better soon, and they’ll be by your side the whole time

[viiixs]

Hi bbg do you write for Requiem WuChang?👉👈

What if,,Their s/o got ambushed and then Requiem came to the rescue..

«🥼» MODELING ISSUE I

PART 1 OF 2 PARTS. (PART 2 LINK SOON!)

. . . RQ!XIE BI’AN & RQ!FAN WUJIU X READER … – warnings: heavily implied violence, mentions of alcohol, blood.

! — Note at the end of post! + scenario only.

«🥼» SCENARIO

……………………………

“This car ride is rather long, don’t you think?”

Bi’an mumurs as He looks out the window, crimson eyes soon falling to the Chauffeur driving upfront.

“Are we almost there?” Bi’an asks as the Chauffer’s eyes look at Requiem through the front windscreen.

The said man looking now at the Location app upon hearing Requiem’s question, He gazes back at the steering wheel.

“Just a little bit more, Sir Xie.”

Bi’an hums in acknowledgement as His gaze darts towards you in a questioning manner.

“Are you doing alright?”

He pats your head, looking at you with a soft gaze. He and Wujiu decided to bring you to one of their photoshoots for a campaign hosted by the Agency They recently signed up for. They were currently heading to the destined location as You and Requiem sat comfortably at the backseat.

This only happened since You were curious about what They do behind the scenes when they were modeling, since most of the time you usually get left alone in your shared Apartment.

The Curiosity Blossomed overtime as you started seeing your Two Lovers in Advertisements, Tarpaulins and even in Magazines more frequently, They were also trending online at one point! you just had to ask the Two what They usually do or whats up with Their sudden spike of popularity. You told them that you wish you can see them doing actual modeling. Fortunately, Requiem invited you to their next– now current shoot They’ll be doing. This is great, Considering how You’ll see them both at their full potential as models!

You nod in reply to His Question. a smile graces his lips.

“Thats good.”

His red eyes gazes at you before it moves to Fan Wujiu, Who is currently resting his head on the window next to your side.

“How about you, Wujiu. you okay?”

He looks at Wujiu who’s currently resting his head on his palm, staring mindlessly at the window.

“Mhm.”

Wujiu mumbled in reply.

Bi’an smiles at Him before sitting back on His seat. Humming Comfortably, satisfied with both your replies.

“Ah, I have a question.”

Bi’an and Wujiu’s eyes are now on you, curious gazes while Their eyebrows are raised.

“What is it?”

“How long have you guys been yknow… doing modeling? just curious.”

He thinks for awhile.

“Oh. quite awhile now actually... some agency asked us if we wanted the opportunity to star in Their upcoming Advertisement… We didn’t really have anything to do. never knew it would be such a hit.”

“So much so Wujiu had to mute His phone with How much Emails We’d get from the different agencies..”

Bi’an chuckles.

“so why not?”

Wujiu gives him a small glare.

“They’re annoying, okay?”

“I didn’t say they weren’t now… did I..?”

you and Bi’an share a small laugh as Wujiu looks away playfully rolling his eyes while facing the window.

.

.

.

The Car soon pulls over.

“We’re Here.”

Wujiu’s Cerulean eyes examine the Building from His window and raises an eyebrow suspiciously. It looked too empty to be deemed as the “Popular Agency.” in this city. but brushed it off as you Three got off the Car, although the suspicion still lies.

The Car soon drives away as you both were now left alone standing infront of the building.

Bi’an examines the building with an expectant look.

“Not what i was expecting… it looks different than it did with the Email they sent.”

“Looks bland as Hell.”

“Can’t disagree with you there…”

“well, whatever.” Bi’an shrugged as He looked at you with a smile

“Are you excited, ___?”

you smile back at him before nodding.

“Lets go now, yes?”

“Okay.”

You three walked inside the building… it was… quite desolate, in a way. there stood one employee at the front desk, Her gaze immediately going to you Three, almost… panicked.

“Hello. we are here for the campaign shoot.”

The Employee looks at Bi’an before nodding.

“Ah… yes, Requiem… correct?”

“Thats right.”

“and… who?”

She points at you expectantly as Bi’an looks at your direction.

“Ah, a special guest. no worries.”

Bi’an smiled as Wujiu stares at the Employee with a harsh glare. this feels… a little too off. It’s quite… desolate. in this place. There weren’t any people apart from the Front desk Herself, not too mention, it feels like someone is watching them.

it doesn’t feel too right.

“I-I see… alright then… i’ll just call our campaign manager to come down and we’ll get started.”

She reaches towards the telephone.

“They’re here.”

Suddenly, a group of men appeared out of nowhere and tackled Both Bi’an and Wujiu.

“What the…?!”

Wujiu and Bi’an tries to fight off the sudden group of men tackling them as you stare in shock and back away a little.

“what the hell…?!”

You kept backing in fear as your arm suddenly gets roughly grabbed by the perpetrators, trying to drag you away from Requiem.

You look in shock as you attempt to fight back to struggle out— albeit it wasn’t fruitless as you managed to kick one of the men, who only snarled in return. giving you a harsh glare.

“Agh- you-!”

He drags you now harshly as Wujiu and Bi’an look at you almost panicked.

“Wujiu- Bi’an-“

“___!”

They both called out to you while still trying to hold back the men. It was difficult as the group had blunt objects while Bi’an had the Umbrella. He was using it as some sort of shield while trying His best to not get hit across the face with the objects the men were using against them. Wujiu was in the middle of punching some of them in the face, barely almost evading their hits.

In a Fortune, Wujiu saw the vase from the counter and grabbed it.

“Duck!”

immediately throwing it to the man Bi’an was currently trying to hold back, Hissing from pain from the shards of glass that came from the impact of the throw, Bi’an managed to successfully shove the man off as He assisted Wujiu with the men that were surrounding Him.

while….

The Men that were dragging you away had enough of your struggling and eventually hit you across the head by swinging you across the head with a blunt- you hisses in pain as your consciousness slowly started to fade- as much as you wanted to fight back your vision darkening, it was useless as your vision faded to black. as you slumped back on the floor now unconscious.

The two men that were dragging you sighed exhaustingly, almost in relief.

“God… thank god. so damn stubborn. what do we even do with Them…? Don’t we only need to deal with Requiem?”

The man near him only shrugged.

“Can’t we just let them go? This isn’t even what the boss told us to do!”

“We can’t just release them. idiot. They can snitch on us and i’m not in the mood to deal with the authorities right now.”

He looks at you and scrutinizes your face.

“Besides. Requiem wouldn’t just bring some random person. Who knows, Judging by His concerned yell for this person earlier, we can use it to our advantage…”

………………

“Shit…”

Wujiu breathes out as He and Bi’an finally finished fighting off the other men. bloody traces stained throughout the entire Lobby, unconscious bodies along with shattered glass and more unpleasantries as They both slump back on the floor, using the wall as a support.

Bi’an stares at Wujiu with an almost relieved smile.

“.. Nice Aim earlier.”

Wujiu stares back at Him.

“It was Tough luck… Thank god we managed to fight them off.” He breathes out.

It was a moment of silence as Bi’an opens His eyes for a second, before it suddenly widens.

“…wait.”

“..Wujiu”

Bi’an nudges Him

“Wh-?”

Requiem suddenly becomes more alert at the sudden realization.

They checked their surroundings and then suddenly remembered.

“wait…”

“____!” They shouted your name as They searched throughout the entire Lobby and when they saw nothing, staring at the Direction the culprits took you while They were occupied with the men- they immediately went there.

They searched throughout the entire building for any sign of you. Despite the Exhaustion that came along the fight– They couldn’t just leave you! They searched frantically, no traces of you throughout the building. checking every crevice for no answer.

after a little while of searching. They came to the conclusion that You were brought along by them.

as much as They didn’t like it, but it was their only choice.

They grit their teeth at the conclusion and hope those damn bastards don’t do anything bad to you. They need trace your current location… and They know who They could rely on for this type of situation.

Nitre.

“Bi’an, call the Chauffeur, Immediately!”

……………

(hideout of true proof)

“Seems like i finally won against you.” True Proof smiles at the Female infront of Her as She stares at Bloodfan, dangling the Queen piece infront of Her as she smiles in reply of her defeat, putting Her fan down on Her lap as she claps.

“Well played, Demi. you’ve certainly gotten better at chess since we last played.” The woman only grins in response of Bloodfan’s words.

“Of course… its a great way to pass the time.”

True Proof walks to one of Her cabinets in Her office.

“Missions have been a pain in the ass haven’t they? why not treat this to a glass of wine? you need to loosen up more.” She pops open a wine cork and starts pouring on Her glass. “My treat.”

Bloodfan shakes her head. “Thank you, but I Don’t Drink.”

True proof chuckles

“Still the Teetotaler, huh..?”

Bloodfan nods. “Perhaps a certain… member of ours would like this.”

True proof raises an eyebrow.

“Ah.. let me guess?”

“Wujiu!”

“Bi’an.”

“…”

They both share a hearty laugh at their contrasting response, the four of them were very close friends ever since from Highschool to starting an entire Group. They remained close since.

“They’re really different with the effects of Alcohol… huh..?” The said hearty laugh soon dies down into small giggles as Bloodfan nods.

“Wujiu’s drunken state can almost rival yours.”

“Hey… I’m not that bad when I get tips-“

“Wheres Nitre?!”

True Proof flinches at the harsh swing of Their office door, Turning around immediately revealing two yet familiar disheveled men clearly in a raging state of anger despite one’s nonchalant expression.

“speak of the devil…” Bloodfan mutters as she opens Her Fan to conceal Her half of her face.

It was no more than Requiem Themselves.

“Nitre… Nitre! where is She?!” Wujiu yelled angrily. gripping the door with such frequency that it looked like He can break it if He wished. He looks around the room before hitting the door.

“Where is She damn it!”

“Woa, woa, woa! calm down! what’s going on with you both? what happened?” True Proof asks in concern as She steps closer.

“Ambush. They took ____ with them.” Bi’an grips the umbrella harshly.

“Turns out that the said ‘Model Agency’ was just a phony to Lure us to their plan.”

“damn bastards.”

Their anger was conspicuous in every way possible, Damn it… Wujiu already knew something was wrong; yet His intuition was correct. They shouldn’t have left their guard down– even if the Invitation sounded harmless, looks can be deceiving, and Requiem learnt it the second time.

“We need Nitre, We need to track down those asses.”

Note: OH MY, OH MY GOD. (bite me reference)

this request made me so happy, it made me jump in excitement, made me drop my phone and made my jawdrop. i love rq wu chang sm this request was so YUMMY. i loved writing it (sorry it took awhile i keep procrastinating on my requests)

theres more coming up btw part 2 will be posted tomorrow. … its 12 am im so tired and my wrist is hurting and this is… not proofread

AND I CAN FINALLY VALIDATE MY REQUIEM MODELING HC TEEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHQUFAQOVQPQ (<- stupid) AGH. but i just wanna thank u anon ily and yes bbg i do write for requiem.

🧍 hope i did this request with justice because i’m currently going through 82728 (more or less) second hand embarrassment from my writing ESPECIALLY THE FIGHT SCENE. THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING FIGHT SCENe so llease …spare me.

update: part 2 will be delayed. i need to rewrite some stuff💥💥

[heartshapedbubble]

Happy's blog birthday🎈

Could i ask Wu chang with a fem hunter reader whose have two borzois that absolutely love them, the kind to come to disobey the reader in duos matchs and outside.

Sorry if it's hard ro understand and sorry for the bad inglish.

tysm and dont worry at all!! 💓 i love all of these specific requests lol </3

(also this is officially one of my fav wu official arts look at xies nails pleaje </3/3/4444)

wu chang w/ fem!hunter! reader who has borzois hcs☂️

xie loves dogs so so so much HHHHH the adrenaline rush he gets during the hunt disappears the second one (or both) of the puppers start running between his legs

he does find them a bit of a nuisance in duo hunters but he does his best to stay calm. he simply can't get mad at a dog okok plus it would upset you and that would upset him even more

at one point he just gives up at gently shooing them away and simply puts them under his arm(s) and carries them as he hunts. those are HIS dogs now and no you can't get them back until he whacks the mikan doctor that has been stalking him the entire match

wujiu is obviously a tad more grumpy but he also loves dogs, it's just that wujiu is a little bitch (lovingly) and is afraid of verbalizing anything that isn't a thinly veiled insult or a sarcastic remark at the very least

it takes him an unreal amount of self control to stay his usual grumpy self around the dogs because once they start licking his face and jumping all over him to the point he ends up on the floor he's going to fucking lose it and start laughing uncontrollably

when it's just him with them in duo hunters he does a double take to make sure no one is watching and then crouches down to pet and play with them both. plenty of "who's a good boy?!?!??!?" 's will be heard

[callimaria]

Hi I have a character interaction.

For Wu Chang as boyfriends.

“You’re an Oreo.... but like a hot one.... That sounded weird didn’t it?

there’s silence from xie, and there’s silence from the umbrella-occupying fan. the awkward silence lasts for only a few seconds, however, as xie starts to chuckle at your words and the bit of backtracking you had done.

“an oreo,” he muses. “yet.. a hot one.”

he chuckles again as he trembles in place, his eyes narrowed and dancing with mirth. xie tries to repress his laughter, but you can clearly tell he’s failing.

“ah, yes; of course. we’ll take that as a complimen—“

“what’s an oreo.” fan asks, cutting xie off. well, it sort of sounds like a question. just have fan accept the compliment, will you?

[otakusparkle]

Notice

Identity V 6th Anniversary will be cancelled and be reworked with new design for the mascot

Issue

[a018233]

wu chang x rent-a-girlfriend/boyfriend!reader??

--౨ৎ. Rent-A-Gf/Bf x Yandere Wu chang!

ೀ. Summary.. Reader is a rent-a-girlfriend/boyfriend, today's client? Xie and Fan.

ೀ. Cw.. Yandere content. Xie & Fan are your sugar daddies, unprofessional reader, Fan is a little mean. Modern au. Translated chinese. GN Reader. Threesome. Blind fold use. They tie you up. Xie praises you, and Fan degrades you. Cum swallowing. Sub!Reader.

ೀ .A/n.. I was also gonna add a threesome smut at the end, but I got two anons asking why I put headcannons and smut together so I guess I shouldn't?? Make a wuthering waves account using my friend code and I'll upload threesome of wuchang: ♡

ೀ.Masterlist...

❥. Xie and Fan originally would set up dates with you through the app. They were your long-term clients who you would see every couple of months.

❥. They don't see you as often as they'd like, but when they do. They spoil you.

❥. Taking you out to fancy and expensive places, they don't even bother looking at the prices when they order.

❥. Why bother when they can dote on you instead?

❥. Xie would order entrees, cooing at how cute your eating face is, while Fan holds a chopstick to your lips.

❥. As a rental girlfriend/boyfriend, your used to getting gifts. But it's usually a cute plushie or a keychain.

❥. You nearly choke on your water when they pull out some designer brand jewelry that's worth your years rent.

"It's a nice gift, but.. is it really okay for me to accept it? It's just.. well.." You trail off, swallowing thickly as you stared at the price tag.

"What's wrong, my Tiánxīn? Don't you like it?" Xie asks, his expression softening as he sat on your left while Fan sat on your right.

"No, nothing is wrong with it. I love it, it's.. well..--" but before you can say anything else, Fan cut you off.

"Then accept it, don't be ungrateful. We shopped for three hours to find you something we thought you'd like." Fan said, his brows knitted together. A little hurt as to why you would reject it in the first place.

You opened your mouth to protest, only for nothing to come out. For a moment, your easygoing cheery girlfriend/boyfriend act faltered.

"Good girl/boy. Now, open wide Xiǎo bǎobèi~" Xie hums, fork feeding you some dessert. Of course, you smiled at him and did as told.

❥. The way you're constantly sandwiched between them, it makes you feel like *you're* getting the boyfriend service.. It's a little overwhelming to the point that you even catch your heart skipping a beat.

❥. It certainly doesn't help when they ask who's your favourite when playfully fighting over you.

❥. Especially when they pull you onto their laps or press themselves into you from behind, giving sweet praises about how much they cherish you.

❥. Out of all the other rental clients, they aren't delusional. They know the terms and conditions. You aren't obligated to them.

❥. So they ask if you'd like to have a little arrangement. Asking if you'd like something a little more.

❥. Not a relationship but just something more.

❥. They wanna see you more when they're in the city, not just for an hour. Maybe for a night or two.

❥. They also want to be more intertwined in your life when they're here. Since they're constantly working overseas, your presence is their stress relief.

❥. Your presence mean so much to them. So that's why they want to smother themselves in your presence.

❥. You spend a couple of nights with them here and there, and they'll foot the bill of whatever you want. Hell, they even give you a weekly allowance. Maybe send them some texts about your day or send photos whatever you bought with the money they sent you.

❥. They even give you the keys for their penthouse, letting you stay there whenever and how ever long you want.

❥. They do like taking you out shopping, dressing you in clothes to match them.

❥. Want tickets for a concert, but it's sold out? Just text them, and they'll figure something out. Not only will they get you a seat, but one of the seats in front with vip pass. Only the best for their darling.

❥. Even if they are overseas, they make sure your taken care of.

❥. Although they are busy men, they text you pretty frequently. Often asking you if you slept well, did you eat yet? They can doordash you something if you hadn't.

❥. When they are in the city, they wanna spend time with you so much. They kinda expect you to devote all your time to them when they're here.

❥. Xie and Fan don't like it when you go on your phone when you're with them, Xie would ask why are your phone in a sad tone. Fan doesn't ask, he just plucks your phone out of your hands and places it in a drawer before sitting next to you.

❥. If you can't tell, Fan is obviously the more possessive and controlling one out of the two, Xie isn't so much. He doesn't mind you having your freedom.

❥. Even if Xie finds you texting someone about meeting up, he isn't so jealous. He genuinely believes that they don't have competition.

❥. Fan kinda does get jealous. Why are you texting someone to meet up when you're here with them? What are they giving you that Xie and he can't?

❥. Fan scoffs when he goes through your cellphone when you and Xie are asleep. He can't believe this. You have a similar arrangement with some rich photographer? Photography isn't even a real career. You can have two lovers who are devoted to you and will spoil you endlessly, but your texting some photographer? Tch. Blocked, blocked, and blocked.

❥. Don't even bother confronting Fan about it, he'll just deny it. Tell Xie and he'll scold Fan about it.

❥. Hell, they even gift you a customized collar. It's a purple leather collar with white lace and elements. Both Xie's and Fan's initials are embedded on the inside of the collar. There's also a bell that chimes with movement.

❥. If it really were up to them, (especially Fan) they would make you quit your job and your studies. You'd stay at their penthouse full time. They'll take care of everything. All you gotta do is sit and look pretty.

˚ ༘ NSFW below:

❥. They share you all the time, do you really think they wouldn't share you in bed?

❥. Xie is more gentle, slowpaced, giving soft praises while he takes you. Fan on the other hand, isn't so gentle, he prefers to take you rough and fast, instead of praises he says the opposite.

❥. Despite Fan's roughness in bed, he actually doesn't want to hurt you. He even makes you pick out a safeword before anything happens.

❥. Even if you don't say the safeword while Fan is giving you rough and fast-paced thrusts, Xie reminds him to be more gentle. Much to Fan's annoyance.

❥. Out of the two, Fan likes using toys. Xie does too, but not as much as Fan.

❥. Xie is mostly vanilla, although he likes tying you up time to time. It's cute seeing you so, helpless and so needy.

❥. Xie always pulls out when he cums, settling on cumming on your stomach or ass. He does cum inside you time to time, but the way he sees it, it's not just sex but lovemaking.

❥. Whenever you're giving him head, Xie doesn't mind whether you spit or swallow. He usually gives some sort of warning before he climaxes. Like tapping you on the shoulder.

❥. Xie is kinda nasty, he makes out with you right after he finishes in your mouth.

❥. Fan on the other hand, he likes tying you up while also blindfolding you. You know that collar mentioned previously? It has a little loop to attach a leash on.

❥. Fan likes cumming inside you, no ifs or buts about it. For him, he feels as if he's claiming you.

❥. Same with receiving head, he does warn you with a similar shoulder tap. But he doesn't let you spit/swallow until you open your mouth and let him see what he did to you. But if it were up to him, he'd rather you to swallow.

❥. These two share you in every way possible. They either take turns with you, or have sex with you at the same time. Xie always takes you from the front, and Fan takes you from behind.

❥. Xie gives praise oh so very easily. You don't even have to do anything, and he's already whispering sweet nothings into your ear.

❥. Only after everything is done is when Fan praises you. He doesn't actually mean the things he says in bed. He can't have his pet thinking that he feels that way towards him.

❥. Aftercare with them is the best. Xie will lay with you in the bathtub or wipe you down with wet wipes, and Fan will make sure your hydrated and slice you up some fruit. Xie is giving words of reassurances and telling how good you took them. Even Fan praises you, asking if you want anything. Xie is quick to fall asleep next you, but Fan waits till you both are asleep.

[sdr2lovemail]

hello !! first may i say i love your blog, it feels so cool but cozy at the same time ??? anyways may i rq wuchang with a child!reader that they take care of??? i must spread the dad wuchang agenda

Thank you for the compliment Anon! I had a lot of fun writing this so I hope you enjoy reading it!

[Platonic, Gender Neutral Reader]

Woah Reader, the Baron lets you have two dads?

The dim light of a clouded early morning shines through the sheer curtains of your room. Today, just as every other day, a gentle knock against the worn wooden door could be heard. The soft click of the knob turning soon follows.

Entering the small room is Bi’an, carefully setting his umbrella against your bed, he lays a hand on your shoulder. “My child, it is time for you to rise. We have quite the day ahead of us.” 

Fighting to stay in the warmth of your covers, you curl yourself deeper into your bed. Bi’an gives a light chuckle. “Don’t be like that. Ms. Grace had brought in some fish earlier this morning. Wujiu and I thought it would go great with some congee.” Though the promise of food was tempting, you still wouldn’t budge.

Shaking his head, Bi’an grabs his umbrella. “I guess Wujiu would have better luck in waking you up.” He opens the umbrella, ready to swap places with the Black Guard.

“Good morning, Mr. Bi’an. Wow, how long have you been there?” You yawn in feign sleepiness. Slipping from under your covers, you walk over to the window and open the thin curtains.

“Oh my, it seems that you have hurt poor Wujiu’s feelings. You dislike him waking you that much?” The White Guard cradles the umbrella close to his ear. 

In a panic, you clamber over to the tall man and grab his jacket. “No! That’s not it at all! I’m sorry for being mean. It’s just that he likes to take my blankets when I don’t get up.” 

“Aha, we merely jest, my child. Now,” Reaching into a wardrobe, he pulls out the same outfit you’ve worn every day. “Get dressed and we will head to the dining hall. Wujiu will be waiting outside.” Leaving the stack of clothes in a neat pile, he sets a loving hand on top of your head and steps out of the room soon after. 

You’re quick to pull on your clothes and grab your weapon. Before leaving to meet up with the Black Guard, you grab a marker and scratch off another day from a calendar. Another day without your wish being granted. How many games must you play before you’re set free?

Leaving and shutting the door, you crane your neck to look up. “Good morning, Mr. Wujiu. Did you sleep well last night?” 

With his free hand, Wujiu grabs your own and begins to walk down the long hallways. “We have been over this dear child, Bi’an and I do not need to rest. Though, how about you? Are you well-rested for the day?”

“Yeah, after that match yesterday I went to bed right away. You guys are lucky you don’t have to sleep.”

“I wouldn’t say that…”

The rest of the walk was filled with your mindless chatter and Wujiu listening to anything you had to say. 

The dining hall was filled with your fellow hunters. Some are well energized and others are ready to fall asleep in their chair. You take your usual seat at the large table in front of Jack, the Ripper, while Wujiu prepares your breakfast.

“Hello, small one. Are you ready for a day of hunting?” Jack asks while he fiddles with an envelope.

Taking small sips of water, you look at his rarely unmasked face. “Good morning, Mr. Jack. Not really, but I don’t have much of a choice.”

Beside you, Michiko gives a small smile. “My, how honest children are these days.”

Without time to give the Geisha a greeting, Jack waves a slip of paper in your face. “Well, you will be sad to know that you were invited to a game.” He flips the envelope around to reveal your name written in beautiful cursive.

Letting out a sigh you reach for the slip. With your fingertips just gracing the envelope, Jack whips it back. He lazily uses it to fan his face. 

“Not so fast. Before I give you this invitation, I have one question to ask.” He leans over the table. “Am I your favorite hunter?” 

“Uh, well…Mr. Bi’an tells me I shouldn’t lie…”

Next to Jack, the Bloody Queen breaks out into laughter and covers the lower half of her face with her hand.

Jack’s face falls flat. “How honest indeed.” He tossed the envelope onto the table in front of you. “Just take it.” He sighs as he slips on his mask.

You take the envelope into your hands. As you’re peeling back the wax seal, a steaming bowl of rice porridge is set in front of you. It’s topped with fish and green onion.

“Here you are, dear child. Eat before it gets cold. You can read your letter after you’re done.” Wujiu says as he takes his seat next to you. Even when sitting he easily towers over many at the table.

With a pout, you glance over to the guard. “But I wanna see who I’m playing against.”

“It won’t matter whom you’re playing against if you have no energy. Now eat, and don’t forget to thank Ms. Grace for helping with breakfast.” 

“Alright…” You mumble as you take a bite of your meal. The smooth rice goes down quite nicely. Coupled with the fish Naiad had caught, it made the perfect meal to start your day.

From across the table, Jack clicks his tongue. “You two spoil them, Wujiu. They’re practically grown at this point. Why coddle them at every moment?” He leans forward to rest his head in his non-clawed hand.

The guard sets his hand on your shoulder. “Oh hush, Mr. Ripper. We are merely nurturing the child as they had arrived here alone. This manor is no place for someone so young to be wandering about.”

You place your spoon into the empty bowl and wipe your mouth with a napkin. “Mr. Wujiu, I think Mr. Jack is right. I’m pretty much grown now. I don’t need help anymore.” You cross your arms in an attempt to look mature.

The umbrella sat in Wujiu’s lap glows as Bi’an tells him something. “Oh? Really, dear child? What about in duo hunters when Bi’an had to help you reach the phone?” He recalls. “Or perhaps the time that novelist told you a scary story and you had us checking under your bed for weeks? Or when-”

“Okay! That’s enough!” You interrupt. “I guess I do have more growing to do. But that’ll be in no time!” 

Wujiu begins to stack your dishes. “You shouldn’t rush. Enjoy your youth while you can.” Picking up the stack of dishes, he stands up from his seat at the table. “How about you read your invitation while I stop by the kitchen. When I get back I’ll walk you to the waiting room.”

With long strides, the Black Guard walks through the dining hall. For a second he pauses. Looking at the large windows that surround the room, he could see the splattering of rain against the glass. Time seems to freeze. Wujiu closes his eyes for just a moment and takes a deep breath. Clearing his head, he continues to the kitchen.

Once Wujiu makes his return, and you say your goodbyes, hand in hand you begin your journey to the waiting room. The waiting area is in a building separated from the main manor. To reach it, you would have to walk through a courtyard. 

“Bi’an will be waiting for you once you return from your match. Remember to stay alert for any survivors that may lurk nearby.” Wujiu states as the two of you come to a covered section of the courtyard. His voice trails off at the sound of rain fills his ears.

You notice him take a step back. The grip on your hand gets tighter. “I can go from here, Mr. Wujiu. I’ll be fast so I don’t get too wet.”

He takes a cautious step forward. “...No, I said I was going to walk you there. Come along now, dear child.” Taking small steps he gets closer and closer to the rain. As he cautiously sets a hand out to feel the droplets on his skin, a clap of thunder booms above you guys. 

With a choked gasp, he steps back into the safety of the roof. He curls in on himself, causing him to let go of your hand. 

“Mr. Wujiu? Are you okay?” You set a gentle hand on his shoulder. He flinched on contact.

“Ah, yes, I’m quite fine. I’m…I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t be acting this way in front of you.” 

You’re quick to grab his hand. “No! It’s okay to be scared. That’s what you and Mr. Bi’an always tell me. I’ll just have to be the one that makes you feel better.” You wrap your arms around his tall, lanky frame.

Wujiu gets down on one knee to be closer to your height. Softly, he returns the embrace. “Thank you, dear child.” He smiles, though it looks a bit strained. “Now, we should get you to your match. It would be terrible if you were late.”

“It’s okay, I can go on my own!” Your words caused Wujiu’s eyes to widen. “Even though you and Mr. Bi’an don’t tell me about it, I still know that you guys don’t like the rain. This will prove how grown up I am.” 

Wujiu thinks for a second before giving a more sincere smile. Standing to his full height he pats you on the head. “Alright, make sure to get there fast. We wouldn’t want you to get a cold. Good luck out there.”

You beam back at him. “I’ll make sure to send them all back to the manor. Bye, Mr. Wujiu! Bye, Mr. Bi’an.”

The Black Guard watched as you quickly ran to the other building. Seeing you walk in, he lets out a sign and turns around. The umbrella in his grasp glows. “I know, Bi’an. We will tell them when they are older.” Wujiu makes his way into the manor to let Bi’an wait for your arrival.

The match didn’t take long. The White Guard was standing at the door to the courtyard, book in hand, waiting for you to return. The sound of the heavy door creaking open pulls him away from the pages. “Welcome back, my child. You look quite tired.”

He holds his book underneath one of his arms. Picking you up and setting you on his hip with one hand, he grabs his umbrella with the other. “Did you have a good match?” Bi’an walks down the halls to your room.

“Yeah, I got a win. I’m so sleepy, though. Chasing the survivors around really takes a lot out of me.” You mumble, resting your head on his shoulder.

The walk is silent. Entering your room, Bi’an sets his book and umbrella down. He rests you on your bed before walking to your wardrobe and picking out some comfortable clothes. Turning around he sees that you’ve already gotten under your covers. With a small chuckle, he sets the pile of clothes on your desk.

“Sleep well, my child.” Bi’an pulls the covers up on your body. He smoothes a hand over your head. As he tries to head for the door, he feels a small tug on his jacket sleeve.

“Can you stay with me, Mr. Bi’an? Just until I fall asleep.” You ask him in a sleep-ridden tone.

“Of course, I can.” You scoot over in your small bed to allow him space to lay. His long body doesn't sit very comfortably in the bed. 

You rest your head on his bony chest. The second you make contact, you’re out like a light. 

“One day,” Bi’an starts. “We will free you from this accursed manor. But for now, rest easy.”

[oletus-writer]

Identity V Hunter Masterlist

Alva Lorenz

Nsfw Alva imagines

Feminine male s/o

S/o who’s into body worship

Touch-starved s/o

General headcanons

Antonio

Reader who says dirty jokes but is actually bashful

Nsfw headcannons

Size difference (sfw and nsfw headcannons)

Reserved s/o

Cuddle headcanons

Carrying reader by his hair

Hastur

God reader

Nsfw alphabet

Breeding kink

Grace

Flirty s/o

Nsfw alphabet

Jack

Flirty s/o

Nsfw alphabet

Reader who is as dangerous as they are

Nsfw headcannons with small s/o

Jealous of their mini pet version

Joseph Desauliner

Jealous of their mini pet version

Reader who is short and will beat you in a fight

Nsfw alphabet

Keigan Nicholas Keogh

Insecure reader

Taking care of sick reader

Flirty s/o

Nsfw alphabet

Reader who is a cinnamon roll

S/o who’s into body worship

Reader who is short and will beat you in a fight

Touch-starved s/o

Luchino Diruse (hunter)

Reader who says dirty jokes but is actually bashful

Nsfw alphabet

Mary

Jealous of their mini pet version

Melly Plinius (hunter)

With an s/o that kites well

S/o who doesn’t rest when sick

Jealous of their mini pet version

Norton Campbell (hunter)

With an s/o that kites well

S/o who doesn’t rest when sick

General headcanons

Jealous of their mini pet version

Wu Chang

Jealous of their mini pet version

Reader who says dirty jokes but is actually bashful

Platonic headcannons

Nsfw headcannons

Xie Bi’an nsfw alphabet

Fan Wujiu nsfw alphabet

Yidhra

God reader

Follower s/o

[teabreakpancakes]

Hi it’s been a while but I was wondering if you would continue the s/o with an inappropriate skin but maybe for Wu Chang, Antonio, Eli and Alva this time?

Wu Chang, Antonio, Eli, Alva, and Ithaqua's S/O with an inappropriate costume

Genre: Fluff, Some NSFW

𝐗𝐈𝐄 𝐁𝐈'𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐅𝐀𝐍 𝐖𝐔𝐉𝐈𝐔

Bi'an is first to see you in your lovely little outfit, now, don't get him wrong, he absolutely adores every part of you—every, but he doesn't like it when such a beautiful sight like you attracts unwanted attention. He could feel himself fuming as he witnessed Norton ogling you, whistling and even closing the distance between you two to tease you. But Bi'an smiled with delight when you pushed the prospector away with a scoff, shoving him away with the handle of your whip.

The white guard talked to his counterpart, smiling benignly once they came to an sound decision. With a wave of the tall hunter's hand, they surrender the match—it's just a quick round, nothing serious.

"Please safely transport me and survivor (Name) to the same location" he requested, adjusting his grip on the umbrella as the survivors received the notice. The background fades to black before light returns, the scenery changing to the familiar interior of his bedroom.

You appear to be confused initially but Bi'an doesn't allow you to register anything before pulling you into the shared space within the umbrella. You're met face first with Wujiu's broad chest as Bi'an and Wujiu smother you between their chests, holding you captive.

they discarded of the whip, finding the sight of it unpleasant

wu is very handsy, so is bi'an; bi'an's touch is so light that it leaves you antsy, but wu makes up for it because his hands never leave you

wu's hands wander a lot—be it out of curiosity or smth else

they're both very possessive of you, but wu is alright with them staring, bi'an on the other hand wants to keep those images of you between him and fan

wujiu is intrigued by the assortment of textures on your clothing, tracing the little details with his finger

bi'an just knows it's miss nightingale's doing because she handles everything related to their clothing

they much prefer seeing you in proper clothing, but they tell you you look beautiful regardless

if you squirm too much, they feel more inclined to tease you until you actually say something

they question you about the heels, they found out that they hurt so they threw them away too :)

You're pushed up against's Wujiu, trembling with desire as the two men bury their noses into your neck. "What was that sweet thing? speak up so we can hear you" Fan whispers with a grin, his thumbs rubbing dangerously close to the heated area between your inner thighs. Bi'an smiles, trailing kisses from your neck and up to your lips.

𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐎

He was surprised by your appearance and baffled to witness such behavior from you. His S/O, the one he knows and treasures, wouldn't be such a flirt, he couldn't even imagine you wearing something a common whore would display herself in at a bar!

"Amore," Antonio calls out, approaching you from behind. His hands wrap around your waist and he kneels so his head is close to your own. "Why did you storm off? Have I upset my beloved?" he spoke, his voice soft, abandoning his role as hunter in the match to console his darling.

He pays no mind to the two survivors he captured being rescued, waving them away. "Get off of m, me, w, we're in public you fool..!" you squirm as he kisses your neck, nuzzling against you. A tendril-like lock of his hair sneaks around your hand, chucking away the whip that put you under it's wretched influence.

You melted completely into his touch, smiling contentedly. "Feeling better?" he questioned in a soft manner, pressing a kiss onto your forehead once you nodded. With a wave of his hand, he surrenders the match, reappearing in your shared bedroom once the survivors were notified.

antonio treats you like royalty most of the time; the sole ruler of his heart and mind

he knows you like the back of his hand

the moment he laid his eyes on you, he could sense that something was off

it's not the first time miss nightingale has done something like this

"does miss nightingale bear a grudge against me?"

he doesn't mind if you dress like that but he knows you wouldn't like to be seen wearing that

tends to touch you more with his hands in private, he does so in public as well but discreetly—well, unless you plead for him to touch you

he frowned at the sight of the whip initially

carried you around until you took the heels off

thinks you look ravishing but he won't touch you until you're away from prying eyes

"Tesoro..~" Antonio whispered into your ears, hands warm against your bare waist. His locks traced patterns up and down your body, smiling against your neck as you shivered in his lap. "You smell amazing, delectable even," he praised, peppering kisses all over your neck. "Enough for me to want to eat you" he chuckled darkly, enjoying the way you seemed to keen for more with your body.

𝐄𝐋𝐈 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐊

"Brooke, can you look for them?" Eli requested, typing away at his cipher machine by memory when his owl takes off in search of you. He ponders upon something the manor's tailor mentioned to him before the match, something about a pleasant surprise?. He could only shrug upon hearing the information, not thinking much of it initially.

Brooke flies around before zeroing into a figure wearing a... revealing clothing? 'Is that them?' Eli blinked in surprise, cheeks heating up at the sight of you.

"B, Brooke, show me their location" Eli stammers, vaulting over the open window of the factory to get a speedbost, rushing over to your location. He could feel cold sweat dripping down his face as he chanted 'Don't hit the hunter please' like a mantra.

He scoops you up into his arms just before your whip made contact with the Ripper's face—he gets that the Ripper made some rather interesting comments but you didn't have to do it in a match of all places. He stared at you with a bewildered gaze, as you went on to hit him lightly with the whip, talking about how "foolish he was for taking you away from someone that needed disciplining".

he only found out that your behaviour was caused by the accessory bc it fell out of your hands on the way to the exit gate

he teased you about it a bit, only continuing bc your flushed cheeks were adorable !

he didn't even know his lover could be speak like that, you're normally so sweet, who knew you could be so cocky and bossy

he would praise you just to see how you'd react—he wonders how you'd react to more.. inappropriate compliments

he rushed over partly bc he wanted to avoid the outcome of you getting reprimanded for harming a hunter, but mainly because he wanted to cover you up and steal you away before anyone else could lay their eyes on you

his hands yearn to roam over the expanse of your skin but he's far too shy for that

his desire only ever flared up after meeting you, how bad do you think it is?

"So pretty" he praised, words slurred as if drunk, and though he's unable to see, all his other senses work perfectly fine, working well enough to drive him near the brink of insanity with just your scent. His hands itch to tear the fishnets right off—the very thing keeping him from what was between your legs.

𝐀𝐋𝐕𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐙

Alva has encountered quite a lot of things in his life, pursuing the art of Science could only mean endless ideas and concepts after all. He admits that your current behaviour could serve as an object of interest. He could only label it as one thing: out of character.

The way you trailed your hands up and down his upper body, shameless. The way you swayed your hips in an inviting and teasing manner, shameless. The way you pinned him down to the rocket chair, completely and utterly shameless.

But that all melted away once he took that cute little whip away. In the confines of his bedroom, he witnessed first-hand the way horror crept up your face, the way you spluttered and attempted to scramble off of his lap, oh how adorable and amusing you were.

He couldn't help but trap you between his arms and the bedframe, watching you tremble like a frightened little bunny. "What's wrong hm? you were so bold earlier, teasing me in front of all those survivors, don't you think I deserve a bit of revenge for all the humiliation?" he teased, his vacant hand ghosting over your sensitive chest.

now, don't get alva wrong, he enjoyed every bit of it, it's just so fun to see you shake before him—not with fear of course

the way you flaunted your body made his blood boil with annoyance, none of these people deserved to see your beauty

your behaviour is a perfect excuse for him to do whatever he pleases—anything to see your cute self whining and whimpering

those heels are quick to come off—he doesn't want your feet hurting

he could criticise the design of the clothing for hours actually—it is not good for cold weather

he wonders about how quickly he can turn you into a mess without doing anything

he wants to see if he can get you to wear frilly lace clothing

"don't shy away now, i only do this because i absolutely adore you"

"Don't pout, I won't tease much anymore" he smiled, pulling you into his chest. But of course, he doesn't mean that, entirely at least. His hand finds its way between your legs once more, and he could only coo as you writhed and whimpered against him, whispering sweet praises into your ears.

𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐐𝐔𝐀

Ithaqua scooped up a bit of snow into his gloved hands before flinging it in a random direction. He was too tired to chase after any survivors today, he was only participating in this match because another hunter pulled out for some mysterious reason that he didn't bother to find out.

He leaned on his ice pick, bored out of his mind, until you called out to him. "I, Itha" you cried out softly, sniffling as you peeked from behind the pallet; Ithaqua raised an eyebrow behind his mask, why did you sound so bothered? he wondered. "Yes? what's wrong?" he responded, his interest piqued.

"C, Cold" you shivered, beckoning him over. He rolled his eyes, walking over to you and into the building. "Alright alright, come h, here?" he spoke, stammering upon seeing your whole body. The straps wrapped around your thighs so snuggly, and the entire outfit just seemed to make you even more alluring than you already were.

"Itha, don't stare..!" you squeaked, covering your body with your shaking hands. The hunter snaps out of his stupor, hastily pulling you into his coat before surrendering; However, in his bedroom, he decides to take it a step further in warming you up.

he likes the way you press against him for warmth

ithaqua loves skin-to-skin contact, cuddles are best when he can feel your warmth on his icy skin

he immediately wraps himself around you and keeps you in his arms

his hands can't help but wander really, have you seen the way the plush of your thighs practically beckons his hands over for a squeeze?

his hands rub up and down, excusing it as a way to warm you up—no matter how close they were to your sensitive parts

he's touchy and possessive, but only with you

he wants to mark his territory, he grits his teeth whenever he thinks about the chance of others seeing you so vulnerable

"Are you warm now?" he husked out, caressing your inner thigh. You bite back whines as he rubs over your heated chest, unable to answer as he made it harder to speak coherently. "P, Please Itha! m, more" you cry out, breaking under his relentless teasing.

ah, i miss this lmfao

edit: why tf were there so many errors

[rizsgf]

focus on decoding!

hi a cursed post bc it’s all I create tbh, cursed content