#idv Bane x reader

[corruptedroses]

*clears throat* Soft Dom Bane x Reader headcanons because man looks like he would care for his SO needs more than his. Maybe hints of strength and size kink because hello? His carry? Also have fun guessing who this anon is /j

— In his hands

Fandom — Identity V Pairing — Gamekeeper | Bane Perez/reader Content Warnings — Author's Notes — Please note that Bane in my headcanons have two prosthetic tongues and a lisp because of this.

With the many years of isolation and the years of grief that came with losing his best friend, Bane longs for a connection where you're both able to trust and love each other and when he found you, he knew that he found the person he wanted.

Bane was a naturally big person as a normal person and a hunter, so, it wasn't a shock when the first time he laid a hand on you it almost enveloped your face, leaving him to pause and drag that hand down your neck, your front, to your waist.

You swore that you could feel the steam coming from underneath his mask as he carried you to a chair, even more silent than he usually was.

After that game, the gamekeeper had taken up your doorway to invite you to the hunter's side for lunch and tea. Literally, the man easily made the doorway look like a pet door when he stood there, mask off and prosthetic tongue talking.

You hadn't even known that the man was even capable of speaking before you saw him like that. It was honestly charming how his eyes had been averted and he seemed unsure of what to say.

Those eyes weren't the same way when he was eating you out. While he wasn't able to use a tongue to fuck you, his fingers were just enough to fill you, and stretch you, while his lips worked at anything he wasn't able to get. His other hand was easily able to pin your hips and chest flat against the bed. He loves the state of you, he loves the smell of you as you squirm and whine.

He likes to pin you down, and hold you in games, but when the two of you are in the bedroom, it's like a whole new ball game. Instead of you struggling for a win, it was one of trust, it was one of carnal need. It allowed for him to sweat off the stress and anger of the day and focus on making the two of you feel good.

He barely fits. Bane is so big that he needs to stretch you out every time so that he doesn't hurt you. His muscles easily cage you in, his hips forcing you to bounce against his skin as he grunted against your neck. Pure raw power, pure need, he fucks you like a wild animal so deep and with raw instinct.

"Look at you, sweetheart," Bane would grunt, flicking a thumb over one of your nipples, the other gripping one of your ass cheeks so tight that you were sure that he would leave bruises, "Taking me in so well..."

And he would easily paint your insides or skin all white. He's sexually suppressed from isolation and he's all pent up, he wants to make sure that you're filled to the brim until you're overflowing. He wants to see you leak cum and still want more.

But god, he wants to also spoil you too; washing you, massaging oils into your skins, letting you know you're loved. Bane needs to share the love he hasn't been able to for years, and its now all for you.

[rosemaze-reveries]

During an interview, the manor guests suddenly get a question about you. (Part 2)

hello hello! here is part 2 as promised. there are less characters than I hoped to write, but in exchange each blurb is a little longer than pt.1 !

part 1 can be found here

🦌🪼🤡🦎🪞🤕🕯️🎭

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

🦌 Bane rubs his chin, tracing his memory. "Hm... Indeed, I'm familiar with that name. I'd suppose that's someone I knew when I worked for the DeRosses." He crosses his arms with a low, contemplative grunt, as if struggling to remember anything else. "I'd need a photograph." I happen to have a couple on hand, and he takes them gently. A long period of silence follows. After leafing through the photos for some time, he says: "I remember. They were always talking about marriage." With you? "Mm. I was never interested, but I never said no. Eventually I made them a ring from a scrap of iron. I hoped they'd stop visiting me if I satisfied them... It's too dangerous to come to the forest everyday." Then he reaches into his pocket, pulling out a ring of his own. "In exchange, they gave one back." He's been cherishing it all this time, even when he'd forgotten its origin.

🪼 Ivy - "I'm no stranger to feeling like I'm missing my other half, you know. That sense of loss is one of the only constants I have left. (Y/N) fills my emptiness, and without them it increases twofold." I open my mouth to ask, Do you think you could be soulmates? but then my eyes dart to the Yithian and I realize my mistake. Sorry, was that insensitive? Ivy is not amused with my implication that she might be interested in claiming (Y/N)'s soul. "My dear interviewer, I am a scholar, not a monster. Whatever you're insinuating, you're gravely mistaken."

🤡 Joker's face suddenly hardens, in spite of the fragile, twiddling-thumbs demeanor he'd shown me thus far. His hands ball into shaking fists and his lips purse, as if he's psyching himself up for a fight. Are you okay? I ask, preemptively guarding myself with my clipboard. Tears brim his eyes and the strength falls from his shoulders. He mutters out, "All I wanted was to be their sword and shield, their angel of light, and they left me out of my mind. Hahaha... Wanna know the biggest joke of all? I'd let them drive me crazy all over again."

🦎 Luchino's mouth stretches into a lazy grin. "That one's a cutie, eh? Had the pleasure of meeting them yet?" I shake my head, reminding him that (Y/N) is the focus of my current investigation. I guess his laidback attitude fooled me into saying too much. He promptly straightens his back, the smile fading. "Yeah... Yeah, from one researcher to another, I get the intrigue," he says. "But I can't say I fancy another guy using my love as a test subject."

🪞 Mary - "Do you take pleasure in nosing around a lady's private affairs? I'd expect more tact, even for an interviewer." The chill in her tone startles me. I sputter out something in my defense, but Mary huffs and waves me into silence. "(Y/N) is enjoying the privilege of being my right-hand. They're my favorite one so far, too. I dismissed the others without a second thought."

🤕 Naib - "On good terms." Wringing out any insightful answers from this man is tougher than I thought. In hopes of inspiring more of a reaction, I tell a small lie: When I interviewed (Y/N), they described a rather colorful affection for you... Almost immediately, Naib breaks eye contact and crosses his arms. But I still only get a guttural "Hm." in response. Can you confirm if this is true? I press. His answer is, once again, a curt "Hm." (Slightly more affirmative, I would say).

🕯️ Philippe - "My work has always stood as a testament to my love," he caresses the wax figure grafted onto his shoulder, "but shielding someone in life is a far greater challenge than honoring my losses. My worries are endless." Suddenly reminded of his sister's tragedy, I offer a sympathetic smile. Do you believe (Y/N) is in danger? Philippe returns my smile, though I can't make out the intent. "Of course. Evil lurks around every corner. At the very least, it won't reach them while I'm around."

🎭 Sangria - A fond smile graces her face as she recounts her memory. "It was clear to me after some time that I had disastrously entranced them." Then she adds, lightly, "I hadn't meant to, of course. At the time, I thought, I'm not looking for love—no, I'd had enough of it all—but soon, their smile would appear in my mind every time I sang. When someone gives you that much inspiration? You'd be a fool to let them go." She has a playful tone of voice, but I can tell (Y/N) means a great deal to her.

[otakusparkle]

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Please do not rush me. Requests will be filled as I have time and inspiration--and because of this, a lot of the time they will be completed out of submission-date-order.

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[the-manors-writer]

Hello, since it said inbox is open for hcs, could I ask for some Bane hcs? I just want some content for my beloved gamekeeper

Bane!! He does deserve content and I'll be glad to deliver you that! And a little note of thanks to Mod Orpheus for helping me out <3. - Mod Aesop

Request: General Bane headcanons

Pairing: [Bane Perez] Gamekeeper x gn!reader

Warnings: Mentions of nudity (naturist).

Bane Perez

Bane is one of the many hunters that are seen as a extreme threat, presumably from his head or just overall appearance. He doesn't enjoy such views and assumptions but he really can't blame them.

Perhaps that's why he is very cautious of his looks, more so his head. Albeit occasional kind words from others, he still is very insecure of it. Especially if one wishes to touch it.

However with enough coaxing, and the bonus of being his lover, he will probably allow you to rub him, maybe boop his nose if you so wish to as well. Just keep in mind, he’ll be very shy and embarrassed about it.

Bane enjoys his past time of playing the guitar, it may not be a well-known thing he does for most but he rather it stays that way. He would be too embarrassed if everyone found out of his little hobby.

Alongside that is singing too! Albeit that'd be rarer than playing the guitar, if one is fortunate enough to stumble upon him singing and playing. Well supposedly, he wouldn't mind you watching his small performance. Expect a few love song surprises from him.

Those are the few ways he calms himself down, just letting the accumulated frustrations from the ridiculous matches out by doing the things he enjoys most.

Dates outdoors are a must for him. He loves showing you around nature and the animals.

Speaking of animals, Bane runs a sort of pet sitting business [for free] in the manor. He takes care of survivors’ animal companions alongside hunters’, like Seer’s owl, Wilding’s boar, Postman’s dogs, even the patrollers and peepers.

He’d love it if you came around to help out with the pet sitting.

Bane is a total naturalist. He believes one should not wear any sorts of cloths on their body and embrace the bare beauty they were given with. As well as, appreciate the beauty of Mother Nature.

Thus why he would always be naked, but in his own chambers of course. He was well aware that not everyone was a naturalist like him nor does he think the owner of the manor would be too fond of him walking bare naked along the hallways.

However, he wishes to convince a few others to embrace their barest of forms with confidence. Hopefully someday, in the not too distant future.

Another thing Bane enjoys doing if he's not called to a match, is to bake. Just something simple, sweet and real tasty! A small treat the other hunters can enjoy as well - A great way to cheer them up, no?

However, he’ll definitely bake you more treats if you express the want and enjoyment of eating what he cooks you.

And he should definitely not be a book judged merely by its covers. For he may seem feral and aggressive to most, but he is by far the gentlest one could and would ever meet.

[ art credit - @seraphiiem ]

[euryd-ce]

Could I request Bane the gamekeeper from idv with a reader who also used to work at the manor as a gardener

❁ UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN

PAIRING: Bane Perez x GN! Gardener! Reader

CW: Mentions of Death

NOTE: (Not Proofread) In which you and Bane have a past together.

This eventually follows stage-play canon rules, follows the HC that Alice is Little Girl, and has slightly OOC characters due to stage-play canon rules.

I didn’t know if you wanted headcanons or a oneshot, so I defaulted to oneshot, then realized that there wasn't much content for Bane and decided to write both. 🙏

"Oletus Manor". You weren't sure how long it'd been — how long ago that you had left, that you had even thought about the place.

The answer should have been obvious the moment you saw that it had been written from the accursed place. You even considered disposing of it, leaving it in the bin just as you had left the manor and your memories of it behind. But you couldn't help your own curiosity, and before you knew it, you had continued reading the letter.

It was an invitation of some sort, for a peculiar game with no specified details whatsoever. Normally, at the first mention of "game", you would've stopped reading, but your eyes continued skimming through the letter, and a particular sentence written in blood red ink elicited a gasp out of you.

"Bane Perez is alive." It read, and it was all the Baron left you with.

You could tell that, whoever this man was, he was definitely very careful and very deliberate with his words, that he'd done an eerily great job at his research. The cliffhanger was on purpose — you were certain. After all, Bane Perez, the gamekeeper of Oletus Manor's hunting grounds, the gentle and reserved guardian of its fauna, and your first love, was the very reason you had left.

The mention of the name itself was painful enough, yet you had read through the lone sentence four- no, five times, each iteration making memories both fond and painful resurface.

You remembered you first saw him, when it had been around a week since you worked as a gardener in the manor. Little Orpheus and Alice had been playing around, hiding in bushes that you hadn't yet touched, and sometimes even running in circles around you.

You remembered seeing the burly man go past you, causing you to slowly stop what you were doing as you watched him go away in curiosity. The children had probably noticed, as Alice stopped playfully tugging on Orpheus' sleeve to speak.

"That's mister Bane," she said, and you had turned to look at her. "he protects the big horned dogs in the forest."

"They're called deers, Alice..." Orpheus corrected.

You looked at the door he had gone through for a moment, but just as quickly turned back to continue your work on the bush. "Is that so..." you said while the kids continued their playful fighting.

You remembered first approaching him, when you had finished the duties you'd been assigned that day. He was helping a little fawn whose legs were stuck in a pallet. Naturally, as the gamekeeper of the forest, the man had a heart for its creatures — "It comes with the job," you remembered he had told you during the brief conversation you had moments after.

"So how long have you-"

The sound of a loud gunshot echoed throughout the woods, followed by several birds loudly chirping and fearfully flying out of danger's way.

A minute after the gunshot was heard, you had asked in a hushed voice, "What- what was that?"

Bane let out a disgruntled sigh, as if this was a normal occurrence to him. "It must be one of those meddling poachers again," he muttered out.

"I'm sorry I- I'll have to go talk to them," He said, dusting himself off.

"Wait!-" you stopped him before he could leave, almost embarrassed knowing that it'd been done out of impulse. "Can I see you again tomorrow?" You shyly asked.

The gamekeeper waited for a moment before glancing back at you with a reassuring smile, "of course, (Name)."

You remembered when you started visiting him in his little cabin daily, bringing along some of the flowers that you'd carefully grown and picked from a rather isolated place in the gardens. He'd be confused, yet thankful for the gift at first, giving you a smile with a little pat that'd eventually become more intimate forms of affection as you'd find yourselves comfortable with one another.

You remember when both of you professed your mutual love for one another — it'd been a secret at first, between the two of you and perhaps Burke. It eventually got to the kids as they wouldn't stop pestering you when they had noticed the newfound closeness you both shared.

You remembered the day when he had brought little elk with him, when you had jokingly mused about it being your child, and when you both had named it "Black Nose."

"It's a little plain. Isn't it?" Bane scratched his head in thought.

"I think it's cute, and fitting too. Black Nose." You said it's name, gently patting the sleeping elk calf on the head. "Unless you'd rather name him Siegbert Lange Von Ludendorff — which is quite long, but definitely not plain in my opinion."

"I- you know what, let's just stick with Black Nose."

Your heart suddenly stung — you knew exactly why. You clutched your chest, feeling your eyes start to water at the thought of it. You knew what you had remembered, that you had remembered the painfully unpleasant memory that brought to you sorrow, regret, a ghost that pledged to haunt you for the entirety of your lifetime.

You remembered when it was your anniversary, when the time you shared together had to be cut short because of the annoyingly persistent and ignorant poachers.

You remembered waiting. Waiting for him to return. Waiting until the clock struck twelve midnight, when the haunting chimes begun their song. Waiting for the cabin doors to open, with Bane on the other side — tired, yet nevertheless happy to come back to you. But it never happened, and you had gotten worried.

You remembered taking your coat and walking outside amidst the cold midnight winds in search of him. With a little lantern in your hands, you had walked all around the forest, past cages, through walls, and through the seemingly endless line of trees. You were determined to find him, and you wouldn't stop until you did — even if you felt like you were about to collapse.

And you remembered the look of horror your face held. You found him — at least, you thought that was him. He had been laying down, cold and absolutely motionless on the ground. Around his neck was one of the many bear traps he'd usually lay around the forest. His head — the sight that made you break — on it was the head of the very elk that both of you had treated like your child.

Bane Perez was dead.

You were convinced at the time, and without a word, you ran away and left the manor. The memories you so carefully and joyfully built refused to let you move on so easily. For years, he'd been the first thought at your wake and the last before you'd sleep away into another day. There were times you'd sworn you felt a gentle tap on your shoulder, prompting you to look back only to be met with silence and nothingness. Through mirrors and within foggy days, when you'd sworn you saw his hauntingly familiar figure, you'd rub your eyes and make sure that you weren't dreaming — and if you were, that you'd wake up from the nightmare you had been living in.

The letter gave you a small sense of hope; albeit, one that was quite difficult to comprehend given that you'd seen and felt him yourself. You were never one to indulge in superstitions or in the supernatural in general, but it was Bane.

'Maybe, just maybe... I should give it a shot...' You thought, muttering to yourself shortly after, "and if I happen to be dragging myself into my death, then so be it. Maybe I'll see him sooner than I thought..."

Thus, you had begun packing some of your belongings in preparation of your trip back into the one and only Oletus Manor.

You stopped for a moment right in front of the familiar gates. They still stood as high as you remembered, and you likewise felt the same nervousness you did when you had first went past the gates. Your legs felt like they'd gotten heavier with each step you took toward the gloomy Manor's front doors — you almost regret coming here, really.

You wanted to turn around, to go back to where you came from, but you winced at the sight of the forest. The path you had taken on the way to the manor had vanished, seemingly through thin air. You didn't know if the path was even there in the first place, or if your memory had been filling in the missing spots, but you knew that you no longer had a choice.

Reluctantly, you opened the doors, and you were greeted with a rather warm interior as opposed to the cold and dark exterior. The lobby looked the same, from its paintings to its general choice of decoration. It was as if you never left.

You walked closer to the little vase of Anemones, reaching out to feel its petals. 'A flower that bears far too many meanings for me to list down... Though these will probably wilt the next day...' You thought when you had noticed some of the leaves had dried and fallen off.

"They even kept my choice of flowers..."

"Well, you made a great choice, even I found myself having a-"

"Gh!- don't scare me like that!" You scolded the woman in a green apron and a hat. "And- who are you? how did you get here? Very silently at that... Were you also sent that strange letter?"

"Hehe, sorry about that. I'm Emma, Emma Woods, and I'm a gardener. I also received a letter but..." She paused, as if trying to remember something. "I don't really remember what was in it to be honest..."

You immediately covered up your mild disappointment with with a pensive frown. "I- I see... Well, I guess it's only fair that I introduce my-"

"Oh that can wait! You can introduce yourself to everyone instead. Follow me!" Emma said before grabbing your hand and eagerly leading you to the next room.

"Wait- what do you mean everyone?!"

Everyone meant quite the number of people. Your eyes widened at first, before you started squinting, pointing at each one, and mentally counting how many people were in the room. From the corner, a brunette with a bruised eye seemed to understand what you were doing. "Thirty-seven — eight including you."

"Hm? Pardon?" You turned to the man, realizing that he probably meant the people you were counting. "Ah... nevermind."

If you didn't have your doubts before, you certainly did now. It was ridiculous — everything was ridiculous. The strange and diverse crowd, the baron, the suspiciously large eight-armed figure that you may or may not have just seen crawl outside the window. 'Just what was that?!'

When you had settled into your assigned room, you couldn't help but feel like a fool that had fallen into the clutches of a con artist. You didn't spot Bane among the people in the fairly large crowd, and with no way to find yourself back outside of the never-ending woods, you were probably stuck with all these strangers for life.

"Maybe it won't be so bad." You breathed in, trying to calm yourself and maybe cope with the fact that you may or may not have entered the second layer of hell. "I'm not alone now- I'm-"

"(Name)?" The door to your room suddenly opened, and from it came an oddly familiar voice.

You turned around and were met with a pleasant surprise. "Orpheus? Is that you?"

The young man didn't respond, but instead gave you a big hug. "It's been so long! It's- how many has it been...?"

With a melancholic smile, you pat him on the head. "Does it really matter now?" You laughed. "Where's Alice?"

"Oh... That's a long and complicated story for another day..." Orpheus quickly changed the topic, "Now that you're here, I'm sure you'll be thrilled to- hold on, I don't think I can let you in on the details yet — but you can trust me."

"What do you-"

"Follow me, we already have your game scheduled!" He cut you off and signalled for you to follow him.

You sighed in relief before standing up and following him — it was nice to know that not everyone here was a complete stranger. "You haven't changed one bit have you..."

He led you to a room with a small dining table and six chairs, one being occupied by a little girl that looked exactly like the little Alice who you'd see running around the gardens.

"(Nickname)!" She quickly got off her seat and ran to hug you.

"Alice? Wait- you haven't changed at all! Literally..." You said with intrigue and shock.

"Like I said, it's a long story, but I'll be sure to tell you another day." Orpheus nervously chuckled. "That aside, this is the waiting room. We normally have four players in a game, but it'll just be the three of us for now."

"And I'm assuming that this is another story for another day?"

He hummed in response, before taking the little girl's hand and signalling for you to follow him again. While curiously following the two, you couldn't help but be reminded of the times they had done the same thing when they'd find you alone, or when they'd secretly pay a visit to you and Bane...

'Bane...' the name rung in your head. You still had no clue what the letter meant — if it was implying that he was still here, or if you had interpreted it wrongly, and that you had been tricked into coming here only to be met with nothing. Not that it lied. Perhaps the man truly was alive, and you'd made the mistake of assuming that he was in the manor when the letter provided no further details regarding his whereabouts.

Orpheus led you to what he had called the Darkwoods, another hauntingly familiar place from your past. The three of you walked around, eventually stopping by a curious machine. While Orpheus had started typing away with it, Alice had explained to you the basic fundamentals of the game in great detail. You were rather astonished with the words she'd used, but nevertheless, you continued to listen carefully.

Once the three of you had finished fully decoding a machine, it let out a loud pop.

"That's just one of the five we need to finish in order to start opening the gates," the little girl informed you. "The Hunter's probably looking for us based on the signal, so we'd best be on our ways. Stay safe (Nickname)!"

"I will. Don't hurt yourself now, Alice, Orpheus!" you yelled back as the three of you parted ways.

You grimaced at the sight of what a part of the forest had become — desolate, with several broken structures and machinery along with a river containing an acid-like substance. In the distance you could see a large bonfire, but you couldn't quite tell if it'd been always there or if it was a new addition because of the Baron's game.

Eventually, you found one of the machines you were taught to decode, but by a strike of misfortune, your location had been made known to the hunter because of, "... A bear trap?"

You knelt down to closely examine the trap, only to realize they were the exact same ones Bane had used, made known with his initials marked in its jaw. But you started panicking — you felt your head beating, heard the rapid clanking of chains accompanied by heavy footsteps.

In fear, you closed your eyes and accepted your fate. Too afraid to look back and too slow to possibly escape it. But the harsh sound emitted by the chains stopped, and you heard a light thud as though the hunter had dropped whatever they'd been holding.

"(Name)...?"

You flinched and your eyes immediately shot open upon hearing his voice, but you shook your head and pinched yourself. What if you'd been dreaming? What if you'd been imagining things? It wouldn't be the first time it'd happen, really. You had hallucinated for years on end — you'd be surprised if you hadn't for once. But you turned around anyway, or at least, tried to. It was quite difficult, given that your leg was still trapped, but you saw the familiar hands of Bane helping you out of it.

You were speechless, and you were once again face-to-face with the man you came looking for.

Bane Perez was alive.

You were unsure, but you were hopeful. He looked exactly the same as he did that night — when you'd thought he'd passed, when you'd left the manor in tears and in pain, in hopes that it was all but dream or a terrible nightmare.

He didn't know how long it'd been either. How long he'd spent asleep — living in an unfamiliar dream without you, where time seemed to have repeated itself endlessly. All while he'd been aware that you existed, but you weren't there. While he'd change the steps he'd take in every iteration, only for it to inevitably change nothing and the fact that you'd vanished.

"I'm... sorry..." You croaked out. You didn't realize that you had teared up, but who could blame you after knowing what you yourself had done? "I didn't- I-"

Bane pulled you closer, hugging you with comforting reassurance. "We both didn't know. Even I didn't think I'd survive, and I thought- I thought you'd vanished, but I didn't know that I'd been trapped in a deep sleep until I woke up to such a crowded manor... "

He released you from the hug and looked at you, "And the thought that terrified me the most was that you'd forgotten, and you would never return..."

"So — it's alright, (Name). You're here. I'm here, and we're back together," He said as he wiped another tear from your eye.

"You never really left, I think," you chuckled. "But you were quite the terrifying ghost I'll admit."

Bane tilted his head and crossed his arms. "And what exactly does that mean?"

"Well..." You trailed off, looking to the side to see that Alice had been giggling like the little rascals she was years ago while Orpheus held a relieved smile. With a mischievous smile, you said, "Maybe that can wait, you've got survivors to hunt."

The man laughed and cracked his knuckles, giving you time to run away. "We'll see about that, (Name)."

No amount of time and space can separate you from the people you are meant to be with in your life. They will always come back.

[zaynesplushiekiller]

it's bane loving hours !! he's so cute (✯ᴗ✯)

❁❁

bane perez reminds me of cups of coffee at night, and sweltering hot nights, sleeping with no blankets on, and warm mornings in a pool or on the beach.

he makes me think of petting every dog you see, patting stray cats heads. he seems like the kind of guy to keep dog treats on him at all times to give them to hungry dogs.

i want to go out and plant precious flowers with him, like honeysuckles that you can drink the sap out of once they're in bloom. or planting flowers that he loves, and making him countless bouqets after they grow.

he treasures every gift he's given. although he doesn't talk about it very often, his love language is gift receiving. he's often too embarassed to give one back. he's afraid you won't like it.

his hands are big, and soft. they're scarred, sure, but it adds to how warm his hands feel when they're cupping your cheek, or holding hands with you while you do something else.

he doesn't say it, but he enjoys just being there with you. your existence is a blessing, if only to him, and him alone.

for a long time, blacknose was his only friend. and then burke, and maybe luchino, after some time. but his favorite friend, and lover, is you.

he's nervous, not all the time, but most of it. you calm his nerves, even when it feels like he can't slow his racing heart. maybe a gentle tap, or a hug, is enough to bring him down from the shaky hill he would once stand on.

he loves dancing. not the rowdy club kind, but sweet slow-dancing with you. the kind you play a romantic record on, and dance until you're too sleepy to continue on.

he lets you sleep on his chest. the pressure makes him feel safe, and if you don't like sleeping on him, buy him a weighted blanket. he'll thank you.

bane perez is a calm, soft lover. that is all.

[idvloveletters]

Bane Perez Parental Relationship HCs

He appears to be rather quiet and perhaps a bit intimidating… But, Bane is truly a kind hearted individual.

Need help reaching that top shelf? He’s got ya

Very proud whenever you show him your latest work. Art? Writing? Something else? He always hugs you and shows interest in whatever it is that you do.

Bane can get a bit scary when protecting you, but he always apologizes after for spooking you so.

He’s also a bit over protective and can be rather threatening when putting his foot down on some matters... but, never forgets to apologize. It’s not his intention to scare you

A walking wildlife encyclopedia. He’s always willing to tell you about different animals and his encounters with them.

His hugs are the most comforting, just watch that trap around his neck.

He really loves nature to the point he’d offer you a sort of mini hike around the maps to stretch your legs and get away for a bit.

[heartshapedbubble]

masterlist pt.1

[summer 2022 - autumn 2023]

rules/intro

cut for length! 🫧

survivors:

helena adams👁

general/random hcs

with a s/o that likes to bake

luca balsa⚡

general/random hcs

with a s/o that can crush a watermelon with their thighs

dealing with insomnia hcs

demi bourbon🍾

matchup

norton campbell🧲

soul catcher with a shy s/o

soul catcher with a jealous s/o

soul catcher with a child reader

with a s/o that decided to cut their hair

numbers 2&3 // music and fashion

birthday hcs

my very own prince charming - a soul catcher x reader fic

aesop carl⚰️

with a s/o that loves physical touch

trickster fluffy hcs with a female s/o

with a s/o that decided to cut their hair

numbers 4&9 // love language & physical affection

number 2 // music

with a s/o that listens to rnb/lofi

eli clark🦉

general/random hcs

spending time with their sibling hcs

luchino diruse🦎

s/o that looks intimidating but is actually a softie

with a very shy s/o

with a s/o that likes to baby him

spring heated wine hcs

spring heated wine with a jealous s/o

spring heated wine with a child reader

the person i once knew - luchino angst oneshot

numbers 3&8 // fashion and body quirks

number 2 // music

the person i once knew, part 2

patricia dorval🌌

number 6 // relationships in the manor

william ellis🏈

s/o that looks intimidating but is actually a softie

spending time with their sibling hcs

with a s/o that can crush a watermelon with their thighs

kurt frank📚

with a s/o that likes books and adventures

number 7 // pets

victor grantz💌

birthday hcs

ganji gupta🏏

with a reader who plays the electric guitar

with a s/o that listens to rnb/lofi

frederick kreiburg🎼

general/random hcs

with a s/o who gives out words of affection/acts of service

andrew kreiss🕸

with a writer/aroace s/o

general/random hcs

with a s/o that loves physical touch

with a s/o that's having a breakdown

with a s/o that can crush a watermelon with their thighs

relationship hcs

with a s/o who can't speak english well

crushing on reader at the same time as edgar

with a s/o who gives out words of affection/acts of service

servais le roy🪄

with a reader who sees them as a father figure

lucky guy🎲

with a reader who plays the electric guitar

mike morton🃏

with an emotional s/o

murro morton🐗

with a reader who sees them as a father figure

orpheus📕

with an assassin s/o

dating/married life hcs

"family", an idv oneshot

unspoken words (orpheus x maid reader)

naib subedar🗡

general/random hcs

with an assassin s/o

edgar valden🎨

crushing on reader at the same time as andrew

weeping clown🎭

number 9 // physical affection

margaretha zelle🩰

numbers 8&9 // body quirks and physical affection

memory🧸

"family", an idv oneshot

burke being a grandpa to memory

hunters:

alva lorenz/hermit🌩

with an s/o who's engaged in equestrian sports

antonio paganini/violinist🎻

with a s/o that can crush a watermelon with their thighs

matchup

with an s/o who's engaged in equestrian sports

bane perez/gamekeeper🦌

with a reader who sees them as a father figure

burke lapadura/mad eyes🔨

being a grandpa to memory/little girl

ithaqua/night watch🌫

going friendly hcs

jack/the ripper🎩

with hyper!child reader

joseph desaulnier/photographer📷/🐍

childhood friends with d.m. - part 1

childhood friends with d.m. - part 2

childhood friends with d.m. - part 3

with an s/o who knows french

matchup

leo beck/hell ember☄️

with a reader who sees them as a father figure

with hyper!child reader

luchino diruse/evil reptilian🦎

spending time outside during the summer with their s/o

number 4 // love language

numbers 3&8 // fashion and body quirks

number 2 // music

the person i once knew, part 2

with an s/o who's engaged in equestrian sports

walking on s/o getting punched in the mouth

dream walker with sleeping reader/general hcs

michiko/geisha🌸

comfort/fluff hcs with a female s/o

with hyper!child reader

percy/undead🧟‍♂️

with a reader who sees them as a father figure

with hyper!child reader

robbie white/axe boy🌲

gn!survivor!reader platonic/family hcs

xie bian & fan wujiu/wu chang☂️/☂️⚪️/☂️⚫️

with a s/o that can crush a watermelon with their thighs

w/ a fem!hunter! reader who has 2 borzois

wujiu with a s/o who writes about sensitive themes

walking on s/o getting punched in the mouth

[corruptedroses]

I'll anon this, but you already know who this is. I just dont need people questioning my taste in men /j

But serious note: Can I have some NSFW headcanons of either Servais and Bane (your pick) with a stressed out S/O who is tense they cant seem to relax? Go wild with what you want, all I ask is consent and aftercare is involved if it gets super kinky-Your local stressed out college psych major who is about to commit book homicide.

⌞ask box open⌝ | ⌞commissions open⌝ | ⌞ko-fi?⌝ | ⌞Patreon⌝

— Relax with me

Fandom — Identity V Pairing — The Gamekeeper | Bane/reader Content Warnings — fingering, sexual tension, marking, possessive behavior, implied AFAB reader (no genitals mentioned/pronouns used) Author's note — horni

Bane is used to being observant about others around him, especially since his friends have been animals prior to his involvement with the manor games. It would be hard to sneak past him that you were stressed since he knew you like the back of his hand.

Also given he's involved in the Manor games more than the others, he has a few... additional permissions to do. He was able to pull a few strings and get you excluded from the games for a little while, but he knew that wasn't the only thing that would help you.

He'd come to you when you were in your room, making sure you knew he was there with a few taps on your door frame before he walks in, making sure that door was shut behind him.

He'd start off slow, making sure that you were ok, that you were in a good place to have a discussion and make sure that you had a clear head. If you make the clear he would move onto his next phase, suggesting he knows a way to ease the tension.

It starts as a back massage, his fingers, rough and calloused from the work he has put himself through, able to dig into those little spots where he eases knots, he's playing you like a fiddle, holding you, touching you. He waits until you're settled before he begins to let his hands wander; your chest, your thighs, he wants to touch all of you, feel you.

If you're responding well, he'll kiss you. Given he wears a prosthetic in order to do things like to talk [be it with a slur when he feels comfortable doing so] or eat [having a second one to do that], he cannot taste you fully. It pains him to know that he will never know how you taste, how your tongue feels roaming against his own, but he makes sure that it's soft, and gentle, keeping you pressed in your chair as he ravishes your body with his hands.

He wants to claim you, mark you, make you his, he has been desiring you from the moment he met you and you have filled his head ever since. To have seen you stressed, tired, tense, it made his want to make you safe grow even more, especially as his fingers began to grow dangerously close to your center, close to where you had begun to throb and be needy.

He knew deep in himself that if he were to be inside of you he wouldn't want to stop, he wouldn't want to be anywhere else but fucking you deeply, making sure you never went a day without his seed dripping down your leg, so instead he made do with his fingers, working at your bottoms to allow them to be skin to skin, flesh to flesh, watching your face as you whimper and groan, wanting him, needing him.

He would pay attention, this was for you, after all, he would gauge the way you reacted to his touches, his presses, his ghosting of fingers over your sex as he touched you, committed you to memory. You were the finest piece of artwork he had seen, especially as you whimpered with just his fingers.

Marking you with teeth, with saliva, with want, he would work you slowly, surely, making sure that you are enjoying every bit of what he does for you, making you commit his touches to your memory. He wanted to make sure that you remembered this, that the next time you tried to get yourself off you would be thinking of him, craving him, desiring him. He wants to be the one that you associate with this feeling, associate with this pleasure, especially as he would steal your breath.

Coming undone would be the best part, blessing his eyes, blessing his fingers as he watched you cum over his fingers, hands and wrist, admiring how small you are compared to him, how his fingers stretched you out despite only having two inside. He wanted to fuck you full, make sure that you would be dripping with his cum, especially as his dick was straining the front of his pants, but he couldn't, he shouldn't—

If you invited him, however, how could he refuse?

[rosemaze-reveries]

I would like to ask for a idv male hunters(of your choosing) reacting to a female reader where she suddenly goes "omg your tits are bigger than mine.."

maybe it was their first meeting, maybe she was bored when she got chaired, whatever the case I just thought it'd be funny.

SJKASKJA thank you for the laugh, i opened this ask like WHAT!!!! but i will indulge u anon... <3

⚠️ suggestive content (strip tease, clothed fondling & flirty banter).

⚠️ reader uses she/her.

🐦‍⬛📸🦎⚡🌪️🦌

🐦‍⬛ Nightmare doesn't immediately respond. He sends a sideways glance to you, who's bound and bored at a slow-ticking rocket chair. "I guess you'd be hard-pressed to find any bigger than those. Must be nice to brag about," you rattle on. If you're trying to seduce your way to freedom, you're failing miserably. Nightmare stalks over to your chair, his broad chest casting a shadow over you.

"Would you have that same attitude once you've been smothered beneath them? Keep mouthing off, and I might just test it."

...What? Was that supposed to be a threat? Anyway, it didn't achieve the desired effect. You blink up at him, not totally opposed to the idea.

📸 Joseph's gaze flicks to your chest. He blinks away a milisecond later, but not quickly enough to escape your notice. A cheeky grin appears on your face as if to say made you look. "I disagree," he tuts. "Remind me, which one of us is so inept with her brassieres that she needs me to unclasp them for her every night, and – despite loathing them so – dutifully puts them on again the next day, as if her poor, aching back demands it of her?" Knowing you can't say anything, he sends back a winning smile of his own.

🦎 Luchino readily cocks his attention to you. "Oh? Like what you see?" You just never noticed how visibly his chest protrudes, especially from a side view. But your comment attracts him closer to your chair, and he decides to give you a little show. Slowly, too slowly, he slips off his jacket, letting it crumple to the floor.

"Oh," escapes your lips once you realize what's going on. Next goes the first button of his shirt.

⚡ Alva sets down his pen when you drag your nails down his chest. What began as an innocuous shoulder massage quickly turned into marveling at the broadness of his pecs. He's sure you meant well, but that comment draws a sharp sigh out of him. "I'm glad to know I'm entertaining you..." he murmurs. That snaps you back to reality: you wanted to be serving him today. You kiss his shoulder blade as an apology, kneading his tense muscles until he lets out another hitched breath.

🌪️ Ithaqua takes your comment as an invitation to reach forward, cupping an icy hand over one of your breasts. It happens so fast you can barely register it. Then he decides: "They're not too bad." He has never been one for delicacy, but that was so blunt it startles you into a fit of giggles. Sometimes you forget he's inexperienced with this sort of thing.

🦌 Bane looks down at the pout you're sending him. This is the first time he's let you hug him, and you're just realizing how much you have to strain your neck to avoid being suffocated by his chest. "A bigger body just means a stronger shield. Nothing more to it than that," he says dryly. You roll your eyes. He's always so hardheaded.

"You're more like a pillow to me," you try. "I wish I had some of these."

He still doesn't give you the reaction you're fishing for. He silently clutches your waist and tips back onto his bed, so that you're properly laying on top of him -- like a pillow.

[otakusparkle]

Identity V Limited Time Mode

"Final Carnival"

Introducing a new limited-time 1V4 entertainment mode!

Strengthen your character with the "Turnaround Card Draw" and use items and special skills to play a slightly different version of Identity V!

During the Moon River event, try to escape with a slightly different version of Identity V!

[inferencesarchives]

welcome to the archives, traveler! need help navigating? don't worry, allow me to help you find what your looking for!

`•- MASTERLISTS

genshin impact masterlist

cookie run masterlist

identity v masterlist

im in an idv network!

danganronpa masterlist

honkai star rail masterlist (i no longer write for hsr. please do not request it.)

`•- REQUESTING RULES

`•- REQUESTS ARE CLOSED!

no nsfw, no incest, and no yandere.

platonic only for characters under 16.

be as specific/detailed as you can! it helps a lot :]

only one scenario per request please!

feel free to request character x reader x character polyamorous relationships! poly x reader ships make my brain go weee :D

you can request for a maximum of 5 characters per ask! (tip: if you want to see the same prompt for over 5 characters in different franchises, submit different asks for each franchise!)

characters may be ooc if i haven't written very much for them, sorry! i usually get a feel for their character after writing a few times for them, though!

please specify if you want a gendered reader! non-specified requests will automatically be written as gender-neutral.

`•- ACCEPTED REQUESTS

n/a

please make sure that the character(s) you want to request aren't on the list below. (platonic scenarios with them are fine, though!)

`•- WHO I DON'T WRITE FOR

i don't write for freddy riley (identity v), servais le roy (identity v), bonbon (identity v), joker (identity v), the will brothers (identity v), burke (identity v), leo beck (identity v), kreacher pierson (identity v), bane (identity v), phillipe (identity v), hastur (identity v), michiko (identity v), emil (identity v), ada mesmer (identity v), violetta (identity v), eli clark (identity v), himiko yumeno (danganronpa), hiyoko saionji (danganronpa), chihiro fujisaki (danganronpa), ultra despair girls or dr3 anime characters (danganronpa), yanqing (honkai star rail), pela (honkai star rail), lynx (honkai star rail) or any characters under 16. feel free to request a platonic scenario with these characters though! (keep in mind that this list will change in the future as i see fit.)

`•- ABOUT THE AUTHOR

hello there, dear traveler! it's a pleasure to meet you; i always love it when someone new visits the archives! you can call me orpheus. im the one in charge of taking care of the archives, you see, and i promise to do my very best to keep these archives brimming with entertainment! though, i do apologise for possibly updating at strange times, as i often tend to get very busy. some of my hobbies include writing, drawing, animating, reading, playing games, cosplaying, playing my violin, and watching anime and movies. now, i think that's enough of information about me, but what about you? feel free to engage in conversation with me whenever you desire; i'd love to get to know you! for now, though, i sincerely hope that you enjoy your stay in the archives.

`•- THE AUTHOR'S OTHER BLOGS!

my main blog is @smokyinference , where i post art and animations that i make, and also reblog a few things here and there! i also use the side blog @sillylizardluchino to share ideas and blurbs i think about that can't be turned into full-length fics on their own, and also to reblog a lot of other fan content! im also the person running @asking-antonio , an idv ask blog, though i haven't quite finished setting it up and opening asks just yet.

`•- VISITORS IN THE ARCHIVES

💙 anon, 🧄 anon, 📡 anon, 👾 anon, 🌷 anon, 🦎 anon, and 🐇 anon are all staying in the archives currently!

`•- EVENTS IN THE ARCHIVES

past events in the archives include starlit sanctuary (july 1-30 2023), first archiversary (november 13-27 2023), and the philomena's propellente's countdown to valentines day (february 1-14 2024).

there are no events happening currently.

there are no upcoming events currently.

`•- MISCELLANEOUS HAPPENINGS

the fruity pebbles saga / i hit pitaya dragon cookie with a bus

(for those who followed before the username change, this blog was previously known as fish-bubble.)

[callmeminxx]

Updated Rules

Fandoms I will currently write for;;

Identity V, Danganronpa, (Platonic) TPN

What I will Write;;

Character Headcanons Character x Reader oneshots

LGTB+ Relationships Smut ONLY if the character is an adult, or aged up. 

Any gender of reader, must be specified in ask, or I will choose for you.

Multiple characters in one ask(By this i mean separately, unless you specify Poly)

What I will NOT write;;

Noncon Headcanons/Oneshots

Yandere(I will write a LITTLE yandere here and there, but I’ve had bad experiences with Yandere people/characters, so nothing to crazy.)

NSFW for underaged characters

Abuse of any kind

Romance for “kid” characters, like Robbie[Axe Boy] from IDV

Special Notice;

I will not write any X READER headcanons or oneshots with Emil Mesmer or Ada Mesmer from IDV. Any Ada Mesmer x Emil Mesmer headcanons/oneshots are fine.

I will NOT Write NSFW for the following Adult Characters;;

Freddy Riley - Lawyer (IDV) Kreacher Pierson - Thief (IDV) Leo Beck - Hell Ember (IDV) Joker - Smiley Face (IDV) Bane Perez - Gamekeeper (IDV) Luchino - Evil Reptilian (IDV) The Will Brothers - Breaking Wheel (IDV) Haiji Towa (Danganronpa) Hiroko Hagakure (Danganronpa)

This post will be edited once I open commisions!

[smittenroses]

Bane | The Gamekeeper headcanons

Bane isn't actually a 'rough and nasty' type of guy outside of games, in fact, you wouldn't have even known it was him unless he directly told you since he looks so vastly different compared to when he's in his hunting gear.

this man adores wearing flannels, jeans, comfy things, and even makes his own gloves for gardening- his specialty is looking after dangerous plants (such as belladonna). While he had been relieved of his groundskeeping duty once he became the Gamekeeper, he still enjoys keeping things neat because who else will?

Robbie and him get on really well, sure, Robbie doesn't exactly understand sign language as Bane is mute [by choice], but he at least tries to understand what's going on, especially when gardening with him.

The manor gives back many things when hunters become... hunters. Bane was able to get back his tongue, but after the trauma he experienced at the hands of the poachers, he decides to be mute. Talking feels extremely uncomfortable to him, and while it was a little tricky to learn sign at first, but with the help of Smiley Face, he was able to get the hang of it eventually.

when he 'speaks', he is actually pretty damn formal. Never swears, never gives out insults, sure, he can be blunt and rude at times, but it's better than being called a 'worm' by Ripper.

This man is the living definition of a cowboy out of hunting gear; he's sun-kissed, he wears those lil straw hats, even has the boots, with the kindest hazel-green eyes and cute lil freckles. He does have scars mostly around his mouth and jawline, but have you seen that smile?

also have peach fuzz since he can't grow a beard at all, however, has some really nice dark brown sideburns.

sure, when a survivor approaches him first, he is pretty damn weary due to trust issues, but he does warm up eventually - best way to do that is to give him some seeds, or make him some food. After that he is the most kindest out of all the hunters.

he gets very flustered with any type of affection, flirting, etc, as he did live a mostly solitary life style until the manor accepted him into the game, and even then, hunters don't really flirt with each other, they see each other as both competition and possible allies.

big hands, he got big hands.

when he needs his mask fixed, he always says 'Blacknose' instead of 'mask'.

as a relationship guy, he is a huge softie, will do anything for you, a huge fuckin simp, even to the point of being gravely injured.

Maybe he's just scared of losing another thing he cares about.