#luca x frederick

[artartblueyy]

hey so fredluca amirite fellas

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when you're the only one who ship it

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[orpheusluvr]

They catch a glimpse of you

NSFW WARNING

This is basically just some scenarios with various idv male characters reacting to seeing you either undressed or seeing a slight part of you (female reader btw)

But the reader (you) actually has a huge crush on these characters and you realise that this is a perfect way to get closer to them (totally not writing this in my perspective 😃)

Anyways, enjoy!!!

Characters included: Luca, Norton, Orpheus and Frederick

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Luca:

You stared at the large red wine stain on your favourite dress and sighed. Even though poor Demi continuously apologised for being clumsy and accidentally spilling it on you, it made you slightly annoyed considering that you decided to wear this dress especially for today.

You carefully took it off and placed it in the laundry basket to be washed later. As you looked down, your eyes widened as you saw that the wine had stained your skin too. The material must’ve been too thin and the wine went through it.

Time for a bath then, it seems.

Just as you were about to remove your bra, you heard a knock on your door.

“Y/N? Are you in there?”

It was Luca.

You nervously bit your lip, feeling his presence outside behind the door. What would happen if you let him in while you were in this state?

“Y/N?! Say something if you’re there!” Luca called out.

“I’m here!” You said.

You felt a blush form on your face.

“You can come in.”

You immediately heard the sound of the door opening.

“Phew, you had me wor-”

Luca was immediately cut off after looking at you. His eyes scanned your body, admiring every part of it.

“Need help with getting rid of that stain?” He said, pointing to your chest.

You heart was pounding.

“That would be really helpful.” You smiled.

Luca smirked.

“Alright, I’ll take care of it. But I’m expecting a reward afterwards.” He said, carrying you into the bathroom.

Norton:

“Hey Norton, what are you up to?” You said, entering the lounge.

“Hey Y/N! I was just relaxing.” He said.

You sat next to him, opening the book that you were carrying.

“What’s that?” Norton asked.

“It’s a really interesting book that I found hidden in the library. It has a lot of weird symbols and things in it.” You said.

Norton gave a laugh.

“You really do amuse me a lot.” He said.

“I’m being serious! Just look at how interesting it is!” You said, turning yourself to face him and showing him the page that you were on.

But Norton wasn’t paying attention to the book at all. Because his eyes suddenly drifted off somewhere else.

Your shirt was hanging loosely from your chest, showing a large amount of cleavage. As you moved in the seat, your breasts would follow your movements, practically almost about to pop out from the shirt at any second.

Norton felt his dick twitch and gulped nervously.

“Norton? Are you alright?” You said, worryingly. You saw how his face had suddenly gone red and he was sweating. You placed the book down onto the table, then turned around to touch his forehead. He immediately let out a groan.

You were confused and shocked at how he suddenly became “unwell”.

“Hold on, I’ll get you a glass of water.” You said, getting up. But Norton immediately grabbed your hand, making you sit on his lap.

“There’s no need…just stay like this…” he panted.

You then immediately realised why he was acting like this when you felt something between your legs.

Orpheus:

You knocked on the door to Orpheus’ bedroom.

“Come in.” You heard him say.

You slowly opened the door, then gently closed it behind you.

Orpheus was sitting on his desk, completing some paperwork. He looked up and gave you a smile, his face illuminated by the candle next to him.

“Ah, nice to see you Y/N. Why are you here at this hour?” He said.

“I couldn’t sleep so I thought I’d give you some company since I know that you stay up late.” You said.

You just needed a random excuse to see him, since you and Orpheus barely had time to talk to each other.

Orpheus nodded.

“I see. Well, I guess you could help me with some of my work. I won’t force you though.” He said.

“I’d be happy to.” You said.

Orpheus nodded.

“Alright, sit here.” He said, motioning to the chair in front of him. His arm accidentally hit one of the papers on his desk and it flew all the way underneath his bed.

“I’ll get it.” You said.

You went on all fours and crawled underneath the bed.

What you didn’t realise was that Orpheus was checking you out, smiling to himself as he saw the shape of your ass from behind. However, as a gentleman, he managed to control his urges to do anything with you.

You got back up and walked over to him, placing the paper on the desk.

“Thank you, but I think I shall resume my work later on. I have something else to take care of.” He said, getting up.

“Do you need help with that too?” You said.

Orpheus looked at you with confusion.

“So, you knew I was looking at you?” He said.

You also looked at him in confusion.

“You were?”

You knew damn well that Orpheus did look at you from behind but you were just playing along that you had no idea. You had purposely arched your back for him when you were under his bed, and it seems like it worked like a charm. Because the next few hours were spent in his bedroom, behind closed doors.

Frederick:

“Absolutely magnificent piano skills. You seem to be getting much better.” Frederick said.

“Thank you. I have been practicing a lot.” You said, getting up from the seat.

“I could tell. Anyways, would you like to take a stroll in the garden with me? You do need a break, after all.” He said.

“Sure.” You nodded.

Shortly after, you and Frederick slowly walked around the garden, taking in the fresh breeze. But all of a sudden, the wind became extremely strong. Strong enough to blow the hem of your dress upwards, exposing your thighs.

Frederick immediately pushed the dress down for you. But it didn’t mean that he didn’t catch a glimpse of what was under it.

“Maybe we should go inside now.” He said.

He immediately realised that what he said sounded extremely wrong.

“Ahem, I mean. We should enter the manor and resume our duties.” He said, slightly embarrassed.

You gave a laugh.

“Frederick, you didn’t need to correct yourself from the first time.” You said.

He immediately felt himself tense up after hearing that.

“Pardon?” He said, his eyes glistening with slight lust.

“I’m saying…you should go inside…me.” You said, your voice filled with desire.

Frederick was almost weak in the knees after hearing you say that, especially with that tone.

He gently took your hand.

“Then let’s go. I’d like to hear you make some melodious sounds.”

[mizugure66]

identity V sketch drop :v

[oletus-writer]

Identity V Survivor Masterlist

Ada Mesmer

Polyamorous AdaEmil headcanons

Nsfw alphabet

Aesop Carl

Insecure reader

Nsfw alphabet

Andrew Kreiss

Sick reader

Cinnamon roll reader

Nsfw headcanons

Nsfw alphabet

Eli Clark

Short reader who would beat you in a fight

Emil Mesmer

Polyamorous AdaEmil headcanons

Frederick Kreiburg

Sick reader + being sick

Nsfw headcanons with small reader

Luca Balsa

Sick reader

General relationship headcanons (+ nsfw)

Reader with hunter/survivor counterpart

Power bottom Luca

Nsfw alphabet

Short reader

Luchino Diruse

Reader interested in field of study

Melly Plinius

Reader interested in field of study

Cuddle headcanons

Naib Subedar

Cinnamon roll reader

Reader who is as dangerous as them

Norton Campbell

Dollmaker reader

Feminine male reader

Cinnamon roll reader

Nsfw alphabet

Orpheus

Nsfw alphabet

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Idv Characters I Write For

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

I write ships and x reader

I also write for other skins for characters

I write Ada and Emil together and separate 

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

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[sea-of-dust]

Alva,Frederick,Edgar,Demi x Rock Vo. GN! Reader

Compared to the way you dress they would have never guessed you knew your way around a ballroom

N: I'm gonna keep thinking of acheron and black swans dances final frame. Also Frederick's new skin, that thing has a grip on me,poppin party,Céline Dion,Mustard service references

Warnings: mentions of drinking, might be ooc

Ugh, you and luca being friends is one thing, him noticing the hunter and saying "ez sweep" is another. Luca would tell you what to do against him you'd do it, he'd get pissed you two would do it everytime you see em. Strangely enough is that you've never seen Alva before and when you asked who the fabled "tall coat guy" luca would answer "litterally a tall coat guy"

As soon as you did see him however you knew why luca didn't want you to ever meet him. His cold gaze, the scar near his eye, the elegance he radiates. "Are you single?" "Excuse me?" Luca would know instantly if you met him when you come back like a children's cartoon protagonist that's just been kissed by their crush. "Wow..." he was mortified.

Luca does get a bit werided out when he thinks too much about you crushing on his teacher, that dosent stop him from giving you heads up tho. "There's a public map" you stop tuning your neck nearly snapping to see him "where? Can I perform? Is the tall coat guy gonna be there?" "Dunno" "I'll take it" So the most delulu person on earth (you/j) decided to perform under the deck of the ship, not paying much mind as you played songs you thought he'd like, trying not to make direct eye contact with this seemingly uninterested man, too focused on his conversation with the clerk. You thought maybe he had tuned you out after the first few chords, until the next match with him where he hummed. A humming a little too similar to the lyrics you sang. While kiting him you could barely believe your ears, you had to have Demi fact check you.

A few more performances and a chair was all it took for him to begin to speak to you. "That voice of yours is wonderful" your eyes widen, looking up at him quickly, he smirks, reminiscing on the concert. "I'm normally not the type to like rock. I'm glad you're an acception" you froze, you could have sworn he could hear you internally scream or atleast see you blush as much as you did

He isn't very social but you've gotten the treat of seeing him smile, and not terror shock you as much. "You've gotten soft" "have I now?" In truth you went from being able to kite at least 3 ciphers to 2.5, he doesn't terror shock you but he makes up for it in actual shocks. Atleast he's friendly enough to show you where the dungeon is before poking you with the staff. There would also be the occasional soft look in his eyes eventually making a bit more physical contact with you. "You're so pretty" you re-wrap his bandages causally mummbling that out, he retracted his hand quickly. "Did I tie something too tight?" "No" you hold out your hand for his arm. "Do you really think im pretty" your eyes widen "I didn't think you heard me but yea, the way your eyes pierce into people is attractive" you blush embrassed you're rambling this much "atleast in my opinion" he looks away before placing his arm into your hand to continue wrapping, you continue on nervously wrapping them. He'd look at them later on in the match, thinking about what you said, it's too distracting for him to just not hear "you're pretty" over and over

He'd ask you out pretty awkwardly, because it would be straight to the point. "I love you, please consider me as a partner" "." He'd stand there like a brick and you would be to, out of pure shock your brain would have just exploded by then. "Sure-" brainfart of an answer, biggest regret of your life. Thank god he didn't seem to mind.

He likes comming out of his office just to see you out there practicing, you'd hear his foot steps and greet him with a smirk. "You've been in there for 15 hours I can't feel my hands" "I'm sure you're fine" "they feel like white noise" "so you feel them" "no" closing his eyes he'd listen to your careful fingers press on strings and strum, whenever he opened his eyes he always looked love struck so you try to block out his face from your mind, but the more you try to shut it out the more clear it gets. You had to stop looking at him when you practice

He'd notice if you've overused your voice during a match. Coughing, trying to relieve strain, pinching the front of your neck. He'd stop you mid kite and tell you about ways to relieve it. "Hopefully you like tea and honey." "?" "For your throat" "oh" he kisses your forehead. "I'll prepare some after this. Go decode for now" you'd have a higher chance of failing ciphers after that, Luca had to supervise. "He's so pretty..." "decode for him" easiest way to get you to lock in and to shut up about Alva

The only pet peeve he has with you is when you're both in a match and a survivor would say something along the lines of "I don't know how to get around this hunter" and you and luca would respond simultaneously "ez sweep" so he started finding loop holes, such as winking at you during kites, flirting with you if he found you first leaving the cipher bare, and just going after Luca first. He was no longer "ez sweep" to you two anymore, you had to tell a new survivor to "follow their gut!" For a while

He didn't care much for your rumors about being an aristocrat, if anything they're an afterthought, and an explanation on why you're able to causally name plants, and almost never use your hands when eating you'd eat fruits with a fork or a toothpick. This did come into play when you asked him to dance. Surely nothing it could be fine? He barely remembers how to do ballroom dance, so you went easy on him. It felt like a roller coaster. You could be able to tell he was embrassed everytime he almost stepped on your feet, the quick turns he wasn't ready for you'd catch his eyes widen. Somehow able to dip someone as tall as him you catch an exhausted smile on his face. "I should do this more often with you" he scoffs "maybe another time"

Ugh, as a musician he respects you knowing your talents after attending a show you did in the lobby, or just hearing it blast a few times but knowing your background you're gonna have to go the extra mile to even get him to associate with you. A person dressed like some local turning out to be an aristocrat, and their family respects that? Ridiculous you must be lying

He'd warm up to you slowly, he was annoyed he could hear you practice? Take these headphones. Then he couldn't hear the piano? Alright you'll change the time you do practice. He'd hate to admit it but when overwhelmed He'd purposely look for you while practicing, chaotic riffs like the ones you play would usually overwhelm him, but there's a difference when you practice, you're humming the lyrics softly while playing watered downed versions of certain bits, sometimes pleasing soft riffs. It's therapeutic, won't let you catch him listening though

That changes when you begin to date him. Now he's in the same room! "Im gonna pratice one i dont think youd like much" "I'm sure I can enjoy it regardless" you hum uncertainly hesitantly placing your fingers where they need to go, and begin to play, the melodies seeming uncertain of themselves as if shy. "With all the times I made mistakes infront of you I never expected you to be so considerate it hurts your performance" he sits closer to you "I'll be alright, play as you see fit regardless of me being in audience" "alright..." You play a bit hesitantly in the beginning, but pretty quickly you practice as usual, you sigh as you complete it. "That was too difficult" "do you want me to not be here when you practice?" You're not very sure how to answer that

He'd enter your room at night. "I know you're awake" "WOAH" you jolt back squinting your eyes to try and get a better look at him. "Why are you here at this hour?" "I got scared" "Sure bud" you embrace him, letting stiff arms return the favor. In truth he was kept awake by the thoughts of things couples usually do, sleeping in the same bed being one of them, imagining you there just wasn't going to cut it for him, to have you near him, to trust him enough to sleep in the same room as him let alone close to his chest, he felt at ease. You would wake up to his grip firmly around you or from him carassing your cheek or playing with your hair.

It feels werid when you two aren't in manor games together, you're like eatchothers lucky charms, he can't really handle if you're in too many games without him in a row. "I gotta get back soon Frederick might sleep on the piano again" Demi raises an eyebrow "he what?" "what if he stares so hard at my guitar it ends up full of sorrow" Demi's heard it all, she's heard of him evaporating, laying on couches, playing piano then sighing pausing and continuing to play a more loudly and harshly (according to Luca) "he thinks about alota things at once you know"

He does feel a bit strange when it comes to physical affection. Hugs and small kisses did feel a icky, when you do show him physical affection you'd try to keep it to a minimum accolading this, he judges you for that. Playing with his hair and stopping he looks up at you with narrowed eyes "what?" "Keep going" he grumbles. He'd start turning around to judge you if you dared to remove your hands from him. Sometimes even initiating, which would confuse and fluster the heck out of you. He does have his limits don't push them and he'll be fine.

He'd invite you to practice with him sometimes. It would always fluster the hell outta you but barely for him. "Are you sure?" You look around a bit frantically "I'm sure" "I'll get my gutair then" as soon as you sit down with him it usually goes with him beginning to play, you joining in after seeming to get the gist, you realize there was sheet music the entire time for you, say that you're "built diffrent" for just knowing what to play automatically "I'm just built like that" "Uh huh..." he disregards it, he knows you forget about the sheet music most of the time. Atleast he doesn't stay there for hours away from most people, that much anymore, now he spends atleast half of that practice session with you.

So to punish you for almost always never paying attention, he decided to make a song, no surprise he'd already think of making you a song, this was just an excuse for if you ever asked him why. "Do you mind if we practice again today" "you can't get enough of me can you" teasing him, you go with him hearing the unfamiliar song he began to play, you get behind him and begin to read the sheet music. "This one has alot of emotion to it" you continue to listen, wrapping your arms around his neck. "I think I got this" letting go of him, you play along with the emotional tone of the song. Test magically passed

You'd tease him with some song choices, letting him recognize the songs he wrote played on your gutair, or singing a lyric he just can't pass over for some reason "you haven't found everything you've been searching. Find it with me then we'll lose it and find it again" he blushes you could tell he was thinking too much on it. he turned away closing his eyes as you continued on singing, was your voice always this hypnotizing? Why are these chords so flustering now of all times? "Please stick to rock" "this is rock" "oh" you could barely hear that, getting closer to him you whisper in his ear "pleasantries-" "something I say to you, love" "so you know this" he tries to hide his flustered face. "The lyrics are pretty tame I'm surprised a song you've heard for a while now flustered you" you hug him kissing his cheek. You look foward to his reaction whenever you play songs like that near him, or just him paying too much attention to the lyrics and drifting into his imagination

Now imagine him finding out those you being an aristocrat rumors were real. You had him thinking you were normal until you ate a grape with a toothpick and knew how to tie his aggressively fancy bows. As soon as a partner dance came along you quite litterally swept him off his feet. A style of partner dance that was unique full of dramatic turns it almost felt like you were just dragging him along a bit, a weightless, graceful dance that would have been unexpected if you weren't accustomed to it. A dip is where you two make eye contact. "Did I tuker you out too much?" You smile uncertainly,him huffing to catch his breath, his mind racing with thoughts. "I'm fine" "would you like to do for another then?" "I'd rather not"

Ugh, pretty loud and he just hears the mumbles, he'll think it's incoherent metal, disrupts painting when you hear a sudden yell no matter how pretty it is

He dosent dislike you personally, after all you gave him your spare ear muffs when he brought this up to you. He becomes a good ally after that, you could go for a rescue and he'd be able to cover you. Those ear muffs come in handy, so handy that hunters try to take them. Unfortunately, you or him are always the first to yank them off or knock It out the hand of the hunter

He would slowly become apart of you Demi and Lucas crew. That one guy in a group that's never there but when he is it makes that day better, he's that guy. It gets so hype over there the hunter would turn their head wondering about the noise. "we got it guys!!" "YEA" "were getting a 4 escape!!" The hunters oprea singer

He'd grow super attached to you after you say something positive about his art. "Youve made this in a day?" "Yea?" "I find that hard to believe, the layering in this, the way they don't just lay ontop of eatchother but blend, not to mention accurate shadows" you take a pause dazed at the fine work. "It's beautiful" he doesn't speak, shocked that you knew the beauty and worth of his art something that most he met didn't understand, he fell for you hard over those comments, exactly why he shows you his pieces more often

You two would start dating rather quickly, you dropping signs the most aggressive way possible, causally holding hands when alone, sharing a cipher and really bad ideas "we should rescue luca" "no" "?" "He told me I should cut my canvas in half so I had four drawings instead of two" "...I mean in concept it's good but it might set ya off" "it already did" "after half then?" "Yea" thankfully Demi swooped in

You do try to sit down and paint with him. It was like a toddler following along a Bob Ross tutorial, but atleast Bob didn't stare at your painting for long periods of time. "Are you familiar with aristocrats?" "Yea?" He narrows his eyes "are you one?" "Are my drawings that bad?" "No these strokes are just ones nobility usually do" "crazy" he knew you were an aristocrat, and one that appreciated his art is even better. "Consider me your biggest fan in the art world" he giggles going back to his piece

He's run out of paintings during a match? Suddenly this isn't a match it's a rock show. "Find something in the item boxes nearby I'll distract them for you" distract them the loudest way possible how did you even bring an amp to a match?! "Why do you keep playing poppin party songs" "1) they're loud enough to cover the sound of us moving 2) they're more focused on me, the source of the music and 3) if you actually noticed" you point at Joseph "I found out he in particular has a real liking for Arisa he's not just gonna ignore her out of all people" Sure enough a familiar photographer appeared in the distance. "You mind opening the exit gate"

Despite him being sarcastic as hell he tries to sing along when you practice or perform. "You look like someone just sucked the life outta you" "how do you do this on the regular?" "Vocal practice wait till you have to scream in matches to save people" "." This stuff isn't for him but listening to you do it sounds alot better, and its nice to hum. You've caught him humming more times than you can count, and whenever you tell him he gets embrassed. "It's cute tho" "I'm sure the hunter could catch us if I continued" "They're across the map"

He hates the way you kiss whenever you're rushing somewhere. You do this thing he calls the entertainer's peck. Where you'd wave or acknowledge him, kiss his cheek and continue walking. He hates it because of how it lingers, you can't just take his hand to turn him toward you only to kiss him on the cheek and leave to a concert area or to decode. You're making him lose focus, one of those kisses that make you want another. You'd have him mummbling like a fool, espically if he could chase after you he'd give you his own peck, which led to the part he hated the most, the soft "I'll cherish this" expression on your face when you look back at him. He's giving you another until you stop looking at him like that!

He knew you were an aristocrat and he was thankful for it there was a higher chance you realized his talents. Hed ask you to dance first. "Shall we dance?" "Sure" informal way of accepting but formal style of dance. The way you both were able to be in sync no matter what move you threw at him, it turned out to be more of a test of skill than a friendly dance, as soon as you dipped him you could see all of the energy he lost hit him at once as he could barely keep himself up, you giggled at his predicament. "We should do this more often, you're alot more used to this than I thought" "we should, maybe I could try tossing you" his face straightens "nevermind"

Party! She's litterally with you all the time, with Luca as a carry on. You three would basically host rock concerts in the manor. You'd sing about freedom and living on, who cares for the noise complaint invest in ear plugs!!

You'd always be with her or luca during the games, though you do prefer Demi a bit more, she dosent laugh so hard it alerts the hunter. She's also more aware than Luca making running away alot easier. Though after games you prefer Luca, Luca doesn't cling to you so much you have to sleep in the same bed as him to make him feel better, he just calls you his hero

Does help when you're rescuing her, Naiad could be dashing toward you yet all be stopped by a simple ear spliting shreak from you, you had her seeing double. "I didn't know you could also do metal" "it's useful with the amount of commissions I get"

She'd randomly get an idea to try and wing along while you play. "I got it I got it" reasuring herself you begin to play familiar chords as she opens her mouth you change them to diffrent ones "I DONT KNOW THE LYRICS TO TEAR DROPS" "you got it!" She indeed barely had it, barely able to say of the lyrics correctly. Her revenge? "You mind playing this" she shows you probably the most confusing sheet music you've seen in your career a Frederick special if you will. "Alright-" and so the manor wondered what happened to the music they randomly heard when passing your room for the next 2 days

She'd fall asleep If you two weren't summoned for a round that day leaving you and her alone to explore the manor or practice guitar. People would come and go to you twos makeshift karoke. Espically Norton apparently. "IT WAS LOST LONG AGO BUT ITS ALL COMMING BACK TO ME" those two would sing with their hearts out the whole manor could tell you the lyrics by heart. You could play a cord to a song she'd accidently "ITS ALL COMMING BACK TO ME" "." "That wasn't the right song?" "No"

Almost scream royality. Random bug? "AHHHHHH" small spoke? "AUHHHHHHH" you and luca pretending to be possessing eatchothers bodies "NOOOOOO" surprisingly she doesn't scream like this when a giant nun lady jumps at her, except when she did and found out why you're scream royality. "So how'd ya get chaired?" "Rescue me first" "you're way too far from half" she pouts "so I tried screaming to burst her ear drums like you do..." "and?" "And she looked me straight in the eyes, then the cat screamed louder I swear it was like one of yours and then I was here" ".pft" "not cool!"

She gets tipsy during rounds, leading to some fun confessions of love. "Y/n...I love youu" she leans onto you, puckered lips to an exaggerated degree. "I gotta decode Demi" sighing you let her cling onto you tighter "did any person tell you how cute you are? Am I the first?" "You aren't" she gasps dramatically "reallllyyyy?" "Yea, a barmaid got to me before you" she blows a raspberry

She leads you away for rounds, asking for help setting up a kiting area. "Thanks for the help" she lands a kiss on your cheek. "Demi" "what?" "I appreciate it but Luca might vomit over this again" "he forced himself to" she wraps her arms around your waist, leaning in to be closer to you "he'll be fine" he wasn't fine. "You two really gotta get a room" "wadya mean?" "You keep looking with these lovey dovey eyes, were all on the same cipher and that poor guys probably single handedly evading that rock guy. "Arent they the same person" "yea they both got that same scar" "now you're tag teaming me?" "Yea" you both make the same look.

If she were ever to escape the hunter injured she'll run to you near instantly. "I think you should kiss me and all my injuries will heal" "that's not how it works Demi" you continue your healing "you're so warm..." "I know" "hehe" you kiss her forehead, finishing up. "I'm still injured" she dramatically places her hand on her forehead, both of you hearing a cipher being popped. "Oh look you're at full health" she sighs "worth a shot"

You being an aristocrat? She didn't care much but it did affect how you did certain things, and explained why you knew how to take care of plants,paint, and piano...barely the gutairs more fitting. When you asked her to dance, she got flustered, such a formal request, but comming from you it should have been a bit obvious it was comming. She didn't expect how graceful you were, it felt like an instructor dancing with their student for a test, the turns focused eyes turning to soft looks whenever you made eye contact with her. It was a flustering the hell outta of her she couldn't think for more than two secounds with you suddenly invading her thoughts with the shift in demeanor. When she took the lead by the end and dipped you, you seemed to snap out of it. "You're really good at improv" "how sweet of you" she huffs bringing you up to stand. "Would you like to dance again later?" "You sound like an old noble"

[dtmacgxstorys]

Frederick Kreiburg X Reader!

This is a Frederick Kreiburg/Conposer x Gender Neutral Reader! (I never have a solid plan, I just write whatever comes to mind!)

You haven't been at the Oletus Manor long, not even a week as passed yet. It took almost 3 days just to introduce them ether because they were shy or you were getting tired. From the moment Eli Clark, Victor Grantz & Luca Balsa introduced themselves, you knew that they would be good friends, but one guy caught your attention, Frederick Kreiburg! You have never interacted with the upper class before coming to the Oletus Manor, but you heard nothing good about them, but then again, you didn't look like you're in a low class. You couldn't help the blush on your face he took your hand & kissed your knuckles as he introduced himself.

The next day, you decided to explore some of the rooms you haven't seen yet. After some time walking, you find a room with a piano in it. You never had lessons on how to play, but every time you see a piano, you always sit down & start playing. You almost always play something huntingly beautiful. You play the piano for a while, you don't even notice that shortly after you started playing, some walked into the room & was slowly approaching. When you stop playing, he says: "...So how long have you been practicing." You nearly fall off the bench as you spin around. "So sorry, I didn't mean to startle you." "P-pract, I haven't eaten had any lessons. A-also don't sneak up on people like that." "... sorry." Is all he said, looking at you with an undeternal look. "Breakfast should be starting soon, do you mind if I sit with you?"

At breakfast, he ask: "have any other talents?" "I like to draw, but i don't like painting, what about you?" You ask. "...piano is all I know!" Is all he said. You both stay quiet for some time before he brakes it & ask: "Do you mind spending today with me?" "No, I don't mind." After breakfast, you walk with him & ask: "So, what are we doing?" "I want you to listen to me pract." "Oh,Ok." Is the last thing you say while heading back to the room. Back in the room, he ask: "can you please sit next to me?" "Ok." You say, doing as he asked as he sits down. He plays a somber but aggressive melody, he also plays much faster than you. He stopped mind key. "You ok?" You ask. "... you really never had lessons?" "Frederick, don't get hung up on that. You play so much better than me." ".... you don't even know how well you actually played?" He ask, looking at you. You can't fully see if he's angry or upset. "I know I play good enough to touch or move some people, but I can't compare to you." He looks away from you & starts to play something similar to what you played earlier. When he stops, you can't help but look at him in awe. He turned away from the piano & says: "You do." With that, he gets up & leaves.

As he leaves, you shoot up & cell out to he. "F-Frederick, Wait!" You exit the room & you see him looking back at you. "Frederick, I'm so sorry if I upset you, I didn't even think anyone was awake to hear me, I just started playing because it was there and-" "I don't know what I feeling, but I'm not upset because you can play as well as I do even though you never had lessons." "Oh" is all you can say. It's been 6 & a half months after that incident, but he did start taking with you shortly afterward, but your friends couldn't help but how much of your time Frederick is taking. One day at lunch, there is an open seat across from you, & Luca jumped at the opportunity. "Luca, No!" Victor & Eli tried to grab him, but he's too fast. Luca sits across from you & ask: "Sooo~ what are you two doing?" "Oh, hi Luca, just taking." You replie. "Luca, don't do this." Eli said. "You know Frederick, I didn't think you were the type to want to be friends just anyone?" Frederick just glares at Luca.

"Luca, enough! Let them eat in place." Victor said. "Why are you spending so much time with Y/N, Frederick?" "Luca, it's ok, Frederick isn't-" Luca cuts you off saying: "I Want To Hear Frederick Speak." Luca words made you jumb a little. "We both can play piano." Frederick replies. "Do you think I'm stupid, Frederick? That can't be all!" Victor & Eli on stand by if Luca becomes too violent. "... sorry Y/N, I think I should go." Frederick says as he gets up. "Frederick, please say & eat. Luca, what the fuck is your problem?" You ask. "I don't believe that this rich asshole gives a shit about you." Luca said, glaring as Frederick. Frederick finally spoke up: "even if I tell you the truth, you wouldn't believe me, Luca." With that, Frederick left. "Frederick!" You cell out but he continued out of the dining room. "Why do you even want to spen time with Him anyway Y/N?" You quickly replie: "Because I like him!" Luca looks at you, surprised. "Really?" All three of them say at the same time.

"Yes." Is all you said before leaving to find Frederick. You finally catch up to him. "Frederick, wait, are you ok?" He just stands there, not turning to face you. "... I'm fine." "Frederick please, please don't lie to me." He turns to face you, placing his hand on your cheek. "... Y/N,... i.... i can't right now." "Please Frederick, don't leave me in the dark." You said, putting your hands on his face. He looked surprised. "...Y/N..." He leans a little closer to you. "....I'm good now. Thank you, Y/N." He removes his hand & backs up. ".... I'm going to my room to relax." "Can I come?" You ask. "...ok." He held out his hand toward you. You take it & follow him.

He opens the door & lets you in first, closing the door behind him. He walks over to his bed & lies down. "You can lie next to me." You do exactly that & ask: "Do you want to talk or no?" "Not really." He replies. The two of you lie in silence for a long time before he suddenly sits up. "You ok Frederick?" He just sits there, quiet for a moment. "...why do you want to be here, with me right now?" You pause, unsure how to answer. You decide to confess. "Because... because I love you Frederick." He turns to you, surprised from the words. "...Me, you like me?" "Yes Frederick, You, I love you so much!" He turns away from you & looks at the floor.

"... you're not trying to just get sex out of me, you mean it?" "No, absolutely not. I love you, I love being here with you." He turns back to you. "Then come here." You crawl over to him and sit on your knees. He pulls a hand on your cheek & leans closer to you, kissing you on the lips. You wrap your arms around his neck, leaning into him. After a long, passionate kiss , he finally pulled away, looking at you with a loving look. "Do you wanna cuddle for a while, I'm big spon if so?" "Sounds good to me!"

End!

It's 3:01 am & Don't care if this is in character!

[salsethoover996]

I just want these two have more art together

base by @saka__0

[nightwonder7]

Fav survivor(s)?

I love all the characters in the Da Capo group (Alice, Orpheus, Frederick, Norton and Melly), especially Norton!

Other survivors I really like are Luca and Andrew! Matthias is also kinda growing on me, I'll have to admit X)

[orpheusluvr]

Wet! (Norton x Female Reader)

NSFW WARNING

The sun’s out and it’s the perfect time to have a beach day, but the sun isn’t the only hot thing that’s around today.

Surprisingly today was one of the rarest days where there were no matches taking place. And on a day like this where the sky was clear and the sun was out for hours and hours.

A few of the male survivors wanted to go to the beach, and told everyone that they’re welcome to come along if they feel like it.

But instead of being excited, they were disappointed.

“Uh…where are the girls at?” Luca said, scratching his head.

“Is that seriously the first thing you’re worried about? Where the hell is my sunscreen?” Naib yelled.

Florian felt something underneath where he was sitting. He shifted a little, then immediately went back into the position he was before.

“Oh shit…I sat on it by accident…” he whispered to Victor.

Victor shook his head and gave a quiet laugh.

“No guys, I’m serious. Why isn’t there a single girl here? You saw how happy they all were when we told them we were having a beach day, right?” Luca said.

There was nothing but silence.

“…right?” Luca’s face dropped as he stared at the others, not reacting to him at all.

“Yeah…no. Luca, I think some of those electricity waves went to your brain.” Norton said.

“Perhaps the women didn’t feel comfortable enough to show up.” Orpheus said, looking up from his sunglasses. He was lying on a sunbathing mat.

“Rightly, so. I do respect their privacy.” Frederick added, who was also lying on a sunbathing mat.

“Why do you both speak like you’re some Kings or something?” Luca said.

“Even if we aren’t, I’d make a great King.” Orpheus said.

A few minutes had passed, and it was becoming more and more unbearable. The heat was increasing, but so was the boredom of everyone that was present.

“Gosh…I wish some beautiful lady would show up right now.” Luca sighed.

And as if it were a miracle, you finally arrived.

“I’m here! Sorry I’m late!” You called out, running towards the others.

Everyone immediately turned around to face you after hearing your voice, including Orpheus and Frederick.

Florian almost choked on the water that he was drinking.

Orpheus removed his sunglasses, giving a small smirk.

Luca looked at his hands, and then at you.

“My wish came true…no way…” he said to himself.

And as for Norton, he could feel himself getting lost in his thoughts at the sight of you.

You finally approached them, breathing heavily from how fast you ran. Everyone could not take their eyes off you for even a second.

You were wearing a black bikini, which highlighted all of your curves and made you stand out. With every movement, your breasts bounced and your ass and thighs jiggled. It was a feast for the eyes, an absolute blessing that everyone here would treasure for days, weeks, perhaps even their whole life.

“Oh gosh…Y/N…you…”

Norton was at a loss for words as he stood in front of you.

“…you look so damn beautiful.” He said.

Your eyes darted towards his abs for a quick moment, but then you suddenly closed your eyes and looked at his face instead.

“Thank you.” You smiled. “But where’s Demi and Evelyn? They said that they would come.”

You gulped when you looked around, and realised that it wasn’t just Demi and Evelyn that weren’t here.

None of the female survivors were.

Norton noticed how your face dropped after you had looked around.

“Yeah, unfortunately none of the girls showed up apart from you. I’m sorry.” He said.

“It’s alright, we can all still have fun. Right?” You said.

“Of course.” Norton smiled.

A few minutes later, you had set up a nice spot to do some sunbathing. You placed your mat onto the sand, and laid down on it, putting your sunglasses on.

Everyone else was busy building sandcastles or playing in the ocean. Norton was collecting seashells.

You suddenly felt something crawl on your chest. Immediately removing your sunglasses, you looked down.

A crab had appeared out of nowhere, and it was sitting on your chest. You were about to scream for help, when Norton suddenly saw you and ran towards you.

“Quick…get it off me!” You cried.

“It’s okay Y/N, I’ve got this.” He said. He slightly panicked when the crab began snapping its claws.

“Okay…I can do this…alright…3…2…1…!”

Just as Norton was about to pick up the crab, one of its claws was around the front part of your bra, snapping it in half.

Carrying the crab in his hand, Norton immediately ran off into the distance, placing it in an area where there was no one around. It began scurrying away.

Norton returned with a smile on his face.

“That was easier than I thought.” He laughed. “Are you alright though?”

“Yeah, I’m gr-”

You stood up, completely forgetting that the crab had snapped your bra in half. It fell to the ground, exposing your bare breasts in front of Norton and possibly anyone else that was around.

His eyes immediately widened.

“H-here, wear my shirt.” He said, immediately removing his shirt and wrapping it around you.

All of a sudden, you didn’t process what just happened. Instead, you were lost in Norton’s eyes instead.

“Y/N, are you sure you’re alright?” Norton said.

You gently bit your lip.

“Thank you. For getting rid of that crab.” You said, kissing him.

Norton was shocked, but he returned the kiss, indulging himself into it. Both of you pulled away.

“Hey um…there’s something I’d like to ask.” He said.

“Hm? What is it?” You said.

“Do you wanna…uh…” Norton’s face became flushed.

“…do it?” You both said at the same time. You were shocked that you both had the same mindset.

“Is that a yes then?” He laughed nervously.

You smiled.

“Yes, but let’s do it somewhere quiet.” You said.

He nodded.

“You may be as hot as the sun, but I’m about to make you as wet as the ocean.” He said, his voice filled with lust as he trailed his hands along your thighs.

[bobabees]

hey i saw that your orders are open, and i want to order Frederick with a conductor reader

“I Just Wanna Be Part Of Your Symphony”

A/N: i unfortunately don’t know much about the profession, but i hope this is good enough! I kinda lost myself in a ramble writing this so skbdnsbdnnd ┐(￣ヮ￣)┌

Genre: Fluff

Frederick Kreiburg X Conductor Reader

Finally! Someone as passionate about music as he is!

He greatly admires your fervour for the art of music, the way you put your soul into your movements that seemed so fluid—he could watch you for hours, especially when you try and direct Antonio, Luca, Freddy, and Ganji for the next upcoming performance.

You always did seem to be excited for those, rambling on and on about ideas you had with the other survivors

It intrigued him greatly, so much so, that he wanted to join the quaint band.

But he was nervous.

He didn’t know why he was, in all his years of playing the piano, not once had he ever felt nervous about playing in front of so many people—and even if he had, he was strong enough to push past it

But this? It was different. You were different. He couldn’t quite place it—was it your seemingly bursting passion? Was it because of the fact you had a hunter in the group? Was it because he was afraid to disappoint everyone should he ever play in front of them? To disappoint you? You, who seems to view music as something more than what it is—to see it as something so ethereal?

Despite his reluctance to join your band, the moment you heard of what he used to do before the manor, the moment you found out that he played the piano, that he was a composer—you went off to find him.

And now, here he was, sitting in the practice room, with you telling him more and more about your group.

“I’m honestly finding it hard to believe that such a place would even be allowing such entertainment,” you laughed at his words, it was such a beautiful and charming sound, like a song he could never get out of his head, no matter how hard he tried.

“Oh, it took a while for us to convince Mr DeRoss to grant permission, but it worked!” Your words were filled with pure joy as you retold the story of the arduous challenges you and the others faced as you desperately tried to tell him how much entertainment was absolutely necessary for the sanity of both hunters and survivors, “Music, I believe, is a vital part of our lives. At least, for me it is. It’s a way for us to express emotions that we could never have done with just words, and for us to connect with people we never thought we would—I mean, I was terrified of Antonio when I first met him, he is a hunter, after all.” A nervous giggle escaped your lips, “and it was hard to look past the kind of—eerie grin he had or all the times he chased after me in matches…“ a shiver ran down your spine as you tried to suppress the memories of Antonio practically dragging you to the chair, or the times you couldn’t escape the notes he flung towards you.

“But the moment I heard him humming such a lovely tune—the moment I had the opportunity to actually listen to the music he played outside the matches—beneath such a terrifying exterior, was an artist—“ you whispered at the last word, stars glimmering in your eyes as you looked towards the small group of musicians before you. “We all are—and I want people to be able to express that parts of themselves instead of living in fear constantly, sure, we may have willingly come here and maybe knew what we were getting into—but we’re human. We need to express ourselves. This is just one of those ways. I mean—Look how happy they are.”

Frederick slowly followed your gaze, his eyes taking in every inch of the view before him; Luca’s eyes were furrowed as he focused on the melody that was being played from Freddy’s trombone, his fingers twitching above the keys as he tried to figure out a euphony that fitted it. Ganji playing his bansuri, the typically irate and vigorous batter was calm as he played the instrument from his culture, his shoulders sagged as he leaned against the cushions of the couch, his eyes half-lidded, and he swore he could see the corner of his lips tilted up in a smile. And there stood Antonio, a much gentler smile on his face as he—or well, his hair, played the violin, a low hum accompanying the tunes that echoed through the room.

“It’s fascinating, isn’t it?”

He turned to you, his heart nearly stopping at the way you smiled, “Music unifies us all, one way, or another, it’s one of the most beautiful creations man has ever made. It flourished far beyond our expectations, with different genres, subgenres, with using instruments from all around the world—even using things that weren’t meant to be instruments!” You laughed once again, and he couldn’t help but lean closer as if wanting to hear more of it. “It’s such a powerful thing that can bring us emotions that even we couldn’t hope to understand, it can bring memories of the past—or perhaps even an image of the future. This is what I told Mr DeRoss, and he seemed convinced enough after that since he permitted us to perform at least once a month. We’ve come a long way since then.”

He pursed his lips, holding onto his tuning fork tightly as he looked back at the small group of people—people he never thought could play such melodies. “And you dragged me here because…?”

“Because I figured that you wanted a chance to play your music. I thought offering you a space to express yourself would make you feel more at ease here.” You explained, placing your hand on his and giving him a reassuring smile. “So, what do you say? Do you want to join us?”

Frederick’s mouth gaped slightly, the words hanging on the tip of his tongue as he questioned himself for a moment. A soft sigh left his lips, “As much as I would love to,” he began “I’m afraid I am not as good as I was before, I do not want to dampen any of your performances-“

He heard a light scoff, pulling your hand away—he was sure you were going to leave the moment he rejected your offer. But instead, you gently nudged your elbow against his arm, “Nonsense, I’m sure you’re great—and besides, that’s why we practice, right?” You grinned “You don’t have to be the best of the best, that’s not what this is about. It’s about expressing yourself, playing to your heart's content, playing your music the way you want to.” You seemed so sure of your words, it contrasted so greatly with the people in his life who slowly abandoned him over time as his skills declined. His knuckles began to grow a bright red as he gripped the tuning fork tightly, “So?”

“I—“ His voice fell slightly, taking a deep breath and closing his eyes for a moment before looking into your eyes. Those eyes seemed to radiate with a fire that burned for your love for music and the arts, and the certainty that he was good enough. “I’d be honoured to join this group of yours—“

“That‘s great!” You clasped their hands together, excitement bubbling in your voice as you slipped off your seat, the weight next to him lightening as you offered a hand for him to take, “Now, come! We must introduce you before we practice!—“

“Wait—we’re practising now?!”

“Of course! What better time than now?”

It was like he had strapped himself to a rollercoaster, with no idea where it was going, when it was going to stop, and how long it was going to go for. But he would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy it.

He adored the way your group bickered at times, the way they all seemed to have such different ways to play and yet played so beautifully the moment you came in to try and organise everything.

He cherished the way you and the others applauded him and smiled when he helped with composing the music you would play, and how he would practice with Luca in playing the piano, even creating what he would consider was one of the best pieces he has played. He never knew how amazing it would feel to play with someone else.

There were some mistakes here and there, and you always seemed to be able to calm yourself and make a light joke of it as you encouraged the others it was alright.

It was he, who made most of the mistakes the moment he joined the group, but he wasn’t entirely to blame. You should take some of it—he was constantly distracted by the fluidity of your movements, the way you swayed with each note that played, the smile that graced your face when you conducted with your baton.

Even in matches, when you two would decode together, he would find himself so mesmerised with the way you still spoke about music.

Oh, when you spoke of music. You were so passionate, it was like a fire he couldn’t control, the moment the topic was mentioned, you would go on a ramble about it. The history of it all, the beauty of it all.

And how you quelled his fears the moment he first stepped on that stage with the others, you stood before him with that encouraging smile and began to conduct—and maybe it was simply because you faced away from the crowd and was in front of him, but it felt like it was just you and him in the stage. Like it was another one of those practice sessions you all would have.

By the heavens above, did he love those moments.

The times you two would laugh at the small mistakes you both would make, how you playfully sang as he played, how he would teasingly mock you by swinging your baton around whilst you scolded him and tried to snatch it back as Luca and Antonio laughed from afar.

For the first time, in a long time, he felt excited to play the piano. And not just for the validation of those who came to watch him play—but because he truly enjoyed it.

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Identity V

Love Languages Mini-Series

IDV Ladies Part 1 - Includes: Alice, Anne, Demi, Emily, Emma, Fiona, Helena, Margaretha

IDV Ladies Part 2 - Includes: Martha, Melly, Patricia, Tracy, Qi Shiyi

IDV Men Part 1 - Includes: Lucky, Servais, Kurt, Naib, William

IDV Men Part 2 - Includes: Kevin, Eli, Aesop, Norton, Mike, José

IDV Men Part 3 - Includes: Victor, Andrew, Luca, Edgar, Ganji

Multi-character hcs/one-shots

When They Sing to You - Includes: Demi, Melly, Naib, Norton

Snowball Fights - Includes: Emma, Naib, Victor

A Run of Bad Luck - Includes: Tracy

When You're Sleepy - Includes: Andrew, Kevin, Eli, Ganji

Glimmers of Gratitude - Includes: Norton

Teatime Revelations - Includes: Michiko

Mending Hearts - Includes: Aesop, Luca

Short one-shot - Insert male character x reader

Headcannons!

Mike Morton Relationship HCs

Joseph with a Mute Reader

Ithaqua general and relationship Headcannons

Ganji Gupta Highschool AU

Frederick Kreiburg

Genshin Impact

One-shots

Dark Nights and Warm Mornings - Diluc x reader

Headcannons

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