#luca x naib

[jurassicteeth]

My fave luca ships… im projecting

[imperfectrotting]

Being stuck under the bed - NSFW

Characters: Mike, Norton, Naib, Luca, Victor and Andrew.

Contains: Suggestive Themes

Mike Morton

He knocks on your door at a rapid pace before barging in, calling out your name in a singing voice. He's confused when he doesn't immediately find you sitting on your bed. Rather, he finds your legs and behind sticking out underneath the bed. He approaches you with a twirl, and you don't even need to see his face to know that he's smirking. "Oh my, oh my! This is quite a surprising sight to stumble upon! Though i don't know if i do want to help you.." his voice wanders off as he stares at your wiggling ass, trying to get out.

He kneels down and grabs one cheek of your ass with one hand, while placing his other on your back, tracing the tips of his fingers to the rim of your pants, taking them off teasingly slow. "I'll take this as a reward for all the hard work that i've put into my shows, darling~" As his voice drops, with a husky tone in your ear, you know just what kind of trouble awaits you.

Norton Campbell

He knocks two times before entering your room. His eyes scan around the room for you, to have no luck. He's about to turn around and close the door when he hears some odd shuffling sound. His eyes turn towards your bed, where he finds you stuck. "Norton, is that you? Can you please help me out?" He walks towards you and looms over your figure, debating on what he should do.

He thinks back to the previous matches, where you absolutely teased the hell out of him, and led the hunter to him so he couldn't do anything to you during the match. But now it seems that luck isn't on your side anymore.

"Norton, why did you unzip your pants!? Norton!!?"

Naib Subedar

Naib quietly entered your room, expecting for you to be asleep, but instead he saw your ass sticking out from underneath the bed. He first let out a confused sigh before kneeling down, the slight blush on his face luckily not being visible in the dark.

"You.. how did you even.." he said quietly, his voice barely audible as a whisper. "Well.. what if i said i was stuck like this on purpose, just for you?" Something switched in his brain when he heard the flirty tone in your voice. You could hear his breathing get slightly heavier as he continued to stare at your behind.

He spread both of your legs slightly, kissing your inner thigh. You muffled your moan, not wanting to possibly wake the other survivors up.

Victor Grantz

After not hearing your usual response when he knocked, he got worried. He put his ear to the door, hoping to at least hear that you were alright. He heard some shuffling inside, so that reassured him that you at least were okay. Though maybe you did not hear him knock?

He twisted the door knob and quietly shut the door behind him. He instantly spotted half of your body sticking out from under your bed. He let out audible worried noises, as he kneeled down and looked around how to safely get you out from your bed.

"Victor, love.. could you please get my out of here?" The blonde boy wrapped his hands around your waist carefully, deciding that he must have imagined the flirty tone in your voice. With his body now behind yours, pressed against your ass he blushed. His mind was not helping him at all at the moment. But the moment you audibly moaned when he tried to pull you out of the bed, with his crotch against your ass, he suddenly got the hint that this was intentional.

His blush worsened, but this time he changed his grip to instead hold your hips. After all, didn't you want this boldness from the mute postman?

Luca Balsa

"Hey love, check this out!" He barged into your room with a box full of mechanical parts he had gathered. He ranted about what his next invention was going to be, when you interrupted him. "That does sound nice and all, but could you help me out first?" The wiggle you did when you finished the question made Luca's face red. He always admired your body, being very handsy when you allowed him to be. "A.. ah.. don't worry! I'll get you.. out.. of there, yeah.. ye .. yeah.. !" You smirked, knowing that the compromising position you made yourself stuck in, made Luca's mind rattle full with lustful thoughts.

The prisoner coudn't decide what to do next, he really did want to help you, but on the other hand it didn't sound like you truly did need help, plus you got into that position just for him, he was sure if it. He approached you with a grin, his hands quickly resting on your ass. You could feel him tremble from excitement, as he groped your as eagerly, pressing his body against it.

"Did you read my mind? Because i could use some stress relief"

Andrew Kreiss

You two were hanging out in your room, reading books. With him attempting to read your books. He was very thankful that you went out of your way to teach him how to read. His mind was always full of you, and thinking how he could ever succesfully express the love he held for you.

You put your book aside, a new idea popping inside of your head. You kneeled down and shuffled under your bed, pushing your body as far as you could, with your ass still sticking out. "Oh Andrew dear, could you help me out? It seems i'm stuck!"

He looked up from the book to look at you wiggling your ass at him in a seductive manner. Though he didn't understand your true intentions, and panicked when he saw that you were stuck. "O.. oh heavens! How did this happen? I.. i'm so sorry! I'll find help..!"

You had to stop him from panicking, not wanting another survivor to get you out of this predicement you got yourself into. "Andrew, i did this on purpose, you know? Because i know you sneak glances at me when you think i'm not looking" The way you taunted him made his entire face turn red, as he stood still like he got caught in the middle of a crime. He stuttered, trying to come up with a possible explanation, but he couldn't.

He loved you so much, and he felt embarrassed. You even knew about him sneaking glances at you like a pervert. Is that why you got into such a position, just for him..?

[turbulentscrawl]

Most-to-Least Protective: Survivor Guys

I had less time to write before work today, but some good inspo so I whipped up this example for the ranking requests I take! For this one I just used the ten who came to mind and who im probably most familiar with

This is meant in general terms, not just for in Matches. The primary situations I considered for this are heated arguments, physical altercations, and near-death experiences. The ranking considers their responses to these situations, as well as how strong their protective feelings are.

MOST 🔻

Naib would do just about anything in defense of a loved one. Argue, fight, kill, anything. It’s not like he hasn’t done it all before anyway. Naib refuses to lose anyone else, it’s not even an option to him. If someone tried to make it happen anyway? He’s enraged beyond giving his usual mercy of a quick death. He’s gonna make it hurt.

Andrew is not super likely to argue on your behalf, unless you count cussing someone out as “arguing.” In which case it’s like 50/50. He’s more willing to step in physically. He doesn’t want to be a glorified meat-shield, but if your life were in danger he would 100% crack someone over the head with his shovel. He won’t intentionally kill someone for you but it may happen, depending on how that shovel lands. He won’t feel bad about it either way. He’s already an angry guy, and it’s even more intense when you’re in danger.

Kevin would initiate an argument on your behalf. Also very willing to throw hands on your behalf and doesn’t care if he gets hurt. He really doesn’t want to kill anyone, but if there’s no other choice he will. Your safety as his loved one comes before anyone else’s, even his own. Surprisingly, he becomes more level-headed and calculating as the danger to you increases. In other words, he’s at his most emotional in a verbal argument.

Norton mostly trusts you to handle your own issues, but if you’re obviously uncomfortable or intimidated he’ll place himself between you and the threat. Might get into a fight for you if it were serious, but his preferred way to handle things would be dealing petty revenge behind the scenes. (or, during a personality flip, violent revenge.) He would kill someone for you if there was no other way. His feelings are more intense than his actions normally suggest, but he’s concerned about going too far like he did in the mining accident.

William is a large, strong guy, who’s very rough in his sports but not so much outside them. He’ll gladly speak up for you if someone’s being a jerk, but he may or may not make the best arguments. He’s happy to be your shield and willing to throw a punch or two if someone else strikes first but, again, he’d rather wrap things up before getting to that point. If he had to, he’d probably kill to protect you, but it would haunt him for the rest of his life. He’s very hot-headed in regards to your safety.

If Victor is one thing, it’s brave. He’s not likely to speak on your behalf, or try to hurt someone for you, but he’s more than willing to place himself in harm’s way if it means he has even a chance of getting you out of it. He always lingers close by if there’s tension in the air so he can pull you behind him at a moment’s notice.

Luca is very likely to step into an argument on your behalf—though in his case it’s more him trying to end the argument rather than engage it. He’s willing to step into danger to guide you out of it, but not to attempt violence. Not because he doesn’t care, but because he knows he’s too weak to be helpful in that way. He’s quite calm up until your life is in immediate danger, at which point he would beg his more-capable friends to save you.

Aesop is not protective in the moment at all. He won’t step in to argue or fight for you, and isn’t very likely to step into life-threatening danger, either. His self-appointed role is healing and comforting you after the fact. And, secretly, plotting revenge. No one ever suspects Aesop as being the type to hold a grudge. But I stand by what I said in his general HCs: if we go by canon, he’s easily one of the most dangerous people in the manor.

Edgar is pretty unhelpful. Listen, listen…you’re supposed to be the tough cookie in this relationship. Edgar has venom for days; he’ll run his mouth off if you want him to, sure, but he’s not throwing himself into danger just because you can’t handle it. If you almost die…well, you’re one of the few things he cares about anymore, so the line must be drawn. If they’re within reach, the culprit ought to watch their backs for a while. And maybe not eat or drink anything they didn’t prepare themselves.

Joker is a lot like Aesop, but there’s like a 90% chance of it being without the revenge bit. He does, in fact, hold grudges, but he’s still not likely to attempt anything against someone. If they did something really horrible to you he’ll look into whatever form of public justice can be dealt to them, even if that just means trying to rally the other members of the manor into shunning them. Unlike Aesop, he’s somewhat likely to try to stop a verbal altercation, but he’s not very assertive and ends up not being much help.

LEAST 🔺

[eliasmelody]

♡VALENTINE'S ADDITION♡

Tag: Wu Chang x f!reader, Naib x f!reader, Emily x f!reader (platonic), Luca x f!reader, maid reader, (a hint of Fan Wujiu x Xie Bi'an and Ganji x reader)...

Contain: pet name, feeding, code-switching (for Wu Chang, check at the end for translation); injury care (for Naib); platonic love, hint of mother figure (for Emily); concussion, small conflict (for Luca), overall fluff!

Warning: Grammar & spelling

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Wu Chang - Fan Wujiu, Xie Bi'an

You stood anxiously on the sofa, the head maid’s message still fresh in your mind, a letter from the hunter requiring your immediate presence. A sense of worry lingered, but perhaps you were overthinking it.

Your gaze drifted to the white guard, his hand holding a strawberry mooncake.

"Open wide~" Xie Bi'an's voice was soft, yet there was an underlying playfulness that made your heart flutter.

"Ugh, stop with that tone, Bi'an," Fan Wujiu groaned, taking a slow sip of his tea, his eyes rolling in mild annoyance.

Bi’an chuckled softly, ignoring Wujiu’s comment. He gently placed the strawberry mooncake near your lips, a smile playing on his own as he waited for you to take a bite.

"Now, now, Wujiu, don’t be a killjoy. Let me have my fun."

Wujiu let out another exasperated sigh, rolling his eyes again. You chewed the dessert slowly, your eyes widening slightly as the sweet, delicate flavor of the strawberry mooncake filled your mouth. It was unexpectedly delicious, a perfect blend of sweetness and softness.

Bi’an's smile widened as he watched you savor the mooncake. He seemed pleased, his eyes filled with affection and satisfaction. "Do you like it, bǎo bèi?"

You nodded enthusiastically, the taste lingering on your tongue.

Bi’an chuckled again, clearly pleased with your reaction. He reached for another mooncake. "I’m glad you like it. Here, try this one."

Wujiu rolled his eyes once more, clearly unimpressed. "Lún dào wǒ le," He muttered, a hint of frustration in his voice.

Before you could even react, he swiftly scooped you up and placed you gently on his lap. You let out a surprised yelp.

Your face turns bright red as Wujiu suddenly picks you up and places you on his lap. You are taken aback by his sudden actions, but you can't help but feel a flutter of excitement.

"Now, eat," he said, his tone commanding but not unkind, as he settled you in place, his hands resting casually around your waist.

Bi’an, who was watching the scene unfold, let out a soft chuckle, his eyes gleaming mischievously.

"My, my, Wujiu. A bit eager, aren’t we?”

Wujiu shoots a quick and harsh glare at Bi'an, clearly unamused. He tightens his grip around your waist, making sure you won't be able to escape.

"Shut up, Bi'an" He snapped, his gaze now focused back on you. Despite his words, Wujiu blushes at Bi'an's remark. It's well-known that he adores both of you.

Bi'an can't help but laugh at Wujiu's reaction, clearly enjoying the sight of the usually stoic and unapproachable hunter blushing.

"You’re being a tad bit physical, aren’t you? It’s quite endearing to see you this way."

Wujiu's grip on your waist tightens even more, his expression turning even more grouchy.

"Ignore him," He murmurs, his tone much softer as directed at you. "Just eat.”

Feeling the pressure from both sides, you sighed softly, your stomach still full from lunch. Despite the heaviness in your chest, you reluctantly took another bite, your lips barely curving into a pout.

I just ate, you thought, but the combination of their attention and the undeniable sweetness of the mooncake made it hard to resist.

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Mercenary - Naib Subedar

It was late, and you were going through your usual midnight check, making sure all the important doors and windows were securely closed. Your footsteps echoed in the quiet hallway as you passed the infirmary, but then something caught your eye.

"Huh? Did Ms Emily forget to close the door?" You were about to push it shut when a faint sound stopped you, a soft, almost imperceptible hiss coming from inside. You step further inside, your breath shallow as you feel a chill crawl down your spine.

The infirmary is unnervingly dark, with only the faint light from the window casting long shadows on the floor.

Everyone must be asleep by now, and the manor owner strictly forbids anyone from wandering at night unless on duty.

In the corner of the bed, you think you see something move for a split second. You take a wary step forward, but then freeze.

"Naib?" You whisper, your voice barely audible, the room feeling colder with each passing moment. "Oh no..."

He curses under his breath, his body frozen in the shadows. You sets the candle down on the table, the flickering light revealing your worried expression as you quickly moves toward him.

"What happened to you?" You asks, voice full of concern. You notice the nasty cuts and bruises on his scarred body, likely from the match.

"Did you forget to get checked up, or did you brush it off again?" You frown.

He doesn't answer. The shadow barely reveals his face, and the silence between you thickens.

You sigh, frustration creeping in. "Gimme the bandage."

"...[y/n]..." He protests.

"Please don't argue with me." Your voice is firm, but there's a quiet concern hidden beneath, the silence between you thickening.

Naib sighs, and reluctantly hands you the box of bandages. His expression remains unreadable in the dim light, but you can sense the weight of his unspoken thoughts.

You clumsily pour the antibiotics on his wound, carefully dabbing it with cotton before wrapping it up. He doesn’t flinch, not even once. His stillness makes you uneasy, but you focus on the task, unable to see his face as you work on his back.

"... You’re bad at this." Suddenly, he speaks, his voice rough, breaking the silence. It catches you off guard, and for a moment, you hesitate before continuing.

"... I'm trying," You mutter, a blush creeping up as you fumble with the bandage. You were never good at this whole medic thing. "... Does it hurt?" You ask, glancing at him, hoping he’ll be honest.

"... Barely anymore," He replies, his voice soft, yet still tinged with exhaustion.

The room falls into silence after that. Naib takes over, finishing the bandaging with a practiced hand, clearly aware of your lack of skill.

"You already did the worst of it," He says casually, noticing the sulk on your face as he wraps the final bandage.

After he finishes, you gather the bottles and bandages, quietly putting everything back in place.

Suddenly, you feel a soft pat on your head.

"Thanks. I appreciate it."

It’s so quick, and by the time you glance up, he’s already gone, vanishing like the wind. You sit there, a blush creeping across your face, unsure if it really happened or if it was just your imagination.

The next morning, when you wake up, there’s a small chocolate box sitting at your door.

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Doctor - Emily Dyer

You are on a mission today. No more hesitant this time, you already turned down many offers nowaday because of your injury. So you hope you can change her mind this time.

Despite the holiday, the never-ending task of checking dwindling supplies must left her drained.

You open the door to the infirmary, the sound of a deep sigh echoing through the quiet room. The faint smell of antiseptic lingers in the air as you step inside. "Hello Ms Emily!”

Emily's eyes flickered open at the sound of her name, and she let out a long sigh of relief. "Finally," She whispered, her tension easing as help arrived. She straightened up, grateful for the much-needed assistance.

As Emily reached for the cup of coffee, the warm aroma filled the air, and she couldn't help but hum in delight. The first sip was like a wave of comfort, its warmth grounding her in the moment. It was just what she needed to keep going.

"Thank you," she said softly, feeling a weight lift off her shoulders.

"Wow..." You glance at all the boxes of supplies in the room. "You’ve already sorted half of it?"

Emily sighed and nodded, still sipping her coffee. "Who else? The quicker it’s done, the quicker I get some time," She muttered, her voice tinged with exhaustion.

You nod in understanding, glancing around one more time before turning to her. "I made you a small snack." You try to lighten the mood, setting a delicate porcelain mold on the table, a chocolate soufflé.

You look at her excitedly, a small grin spreading across your face. "Something to help you recharge.”

Emily's expression lightens as she sees the soufflé, touched by your thoughtfulness.

"You made this? For me?" She sets down her cup of coffee and looks at the delicate dessert, a warm smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

She lets out a soft laugh, charmed by your eagerness. Emily's smile widens as she picks up the soufflé, admiring the craftsmanship. "You're so sweet. Thank you."

She picks up a spoon and takes a small bite of the soufflé, her eyes widening in pleasant surprise. The rich taste and texture of the dessert seem to melt in her mouth.

"Oh, it's delicious. You're quite the little chef, aren't you?”

You blush slightly at her words. "Oh, it was nothing. Just something simple, any of the maids could’ve done it.”

Emily smiles at your humility, thoroughly enjoying the snack you made for her. She takes another bite before speaking again.

"Well, simple or not, it's very impressive. You've managed to lift my mood and give me a much-needed energy boost."

You wait for Emily to take a few more bites of the dessert before speaking again, shyly.

"So, um, you know... can I hang out with Ganji today?" You ask warily, glancing at Emily.

Emily frowns slightly. "Has your ankle healed up?"

"...yes?"

"Does it still hurt?"

"No?"

Emily sighs and shakes her head. "Just be careful, and don’t run too much."

"Yes." You whisper, flashing a victory sign.

"And no playing cricket either."

You drop your jaw, but your arms are fine. "...why?"

Emily calmly scoops another bite of the dessert, not even glancing at you as she replies. "Because once you start, you’ll keep going. And then you’ll ignore what the doctor says.”

The doctor was right, you have a tendency to get caught up in the fun. Emily only wants what’s best for you; she always has. Still, you can already picture Ganji’s frown deepening at this… Oh well you try.

You huff and turn away. "Fine.”

Emily chuckles softly, then mutters after you retreat form. "Have fun.”

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Prisoner - Luca Balsa

You let out a quiet sigh, watching Luca completely absorbed in his "experience," as if you’re just part of the scenery. It’s like he’s forgotten you exist, expecting you to stand around and look pretty.

Muttering, "I'm getting snacks," you don’t wait for a response. He’s so lost in whatever’s happening that you doubt he even heard you.

Turning on your heel, you head to the kitchen, the noise from his "experience" still filling the room.

You try to shake off the frustration, reminding yourself Luca’s charming, funny, and thoughtful when he wants to be. He’s well-educated and has qualities you admire.

With a sigh, you focus on making a hot chocolate to distract yourself. As you pour the milk and melt the chocolate, you drag it out, adding whipped cream, marshmallows, and a sprinkle of cocoa, anything to delay going back to that room.

“Just a little bit of–”

BAM

You jump, almost dropping the bowl as you spin around in shock. “What the–”

The door swings open, revealing Luca, looking disheveled. His hair is a mess, likely from running his hand through it repeatedly. He clutches his head with a groan, squinting as his eyes meet yours.

You frown, your concern growing. "What was that, Luca?"

He groans and walks into the kitchen, not answering as he lays his head on your shoulder, his breath coming in heavy, uneven gasps.

"…Luca?" You ask, voice laced with worry, shift slightly, trying to see his face.

He doesn’t speak for a while, and you feel the weight of his head resting on you, hiding his expression.

“Where have you been?” He asks, his voice strained, almost painful.

You blink, confused by his question, then respond quietly, “... Um... The kitchen?”

It takes him a few seconds to process, before he asks again, his voice still sounding off. “... Why don’t you tell me?”

You let out a small sigh, frustration mixing with your concern. “I did.”

He doesn’t answer right away, only letting out a groan as if the effort of speaking is too much. Slowly, he wraps his arm around your middle, pulling you a little closer, his breath still heavy against your shoulder.

You stay still for a moment, unsure of what to say or do, but his silent presence speaks volumes.

You let out a soft sigh, the weight of his words settling over you. Gently, you wrap your arms around him, one hand resting on his back, the other threading through his messy hair.

"What–" You begin to ask.

“I’m sorry.” You’re cut off as he whispers

You widen your eyes in surprise. Well, that’s new. Luca, with his usual ego, never says those words so easily. The words, quiet and sincere, make your heart soften. You hold him a little tighter, letting the silence hang between you, wondering what’s really going on inside his head.

"... For what?" you ask, your voice soft with curiosity.

He sighs, his tone almost defeated, "… I don’t know... whatever I did… My head hurt”

You shake your head, your fingers gently brushing through his hair as you sigh. "You're forgiven. But next time, don’t run like that. Your head’s already been through enough damage."

"Okay..." he whispers softly, his voice barely above a breath, as if he’s finally letting the tension go.

You smile softly, "Come on, let's bring this back to the room, shall we?"

He smiles back, his hand gently finding yours as you lead the way back.

It turns out, you're not just a decoration. You're the one who keeps him grounded, stopping him from losing himself just by your presence.

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bǎo bèi = treasure

Lún dào wǒ le = My turn

[kohabielnin]

General Relationships

To celebrate my birthday today (February 5th), I thought I'd share some General Relationships with my favorite characters, I just put those that don't have a general relationship or bf

To be honest, I had forgotten that the Cheshire Cat has one, but as I only remembered it when I was finished, I decided that it would remain

Morningstar/Ithaqua

• As a king, he is a bit busy and sometimes forgets to pay attention to you,

• For me, there are few things he doesn't know how to do,

• Another who is cute when he wants to be, but to the public he is an evil sadist,

• You are still the only person who has seen his gentle and loving side,

• A complete little love in private,

• He is very afraid of losing you, even if you say you won't leave him

Moonlight Gentleman/Joseph Desaulnier

• He often acts like a dog,

• He loves to caress his ears and especially if you massage them, you can be sure that you will have a puppy with a wagging head,

• Exorcist to this day has not said his opinion due to the relationship you have with Moonlight,

• This dog man, just hearing his name makes his tail wag,

• He tries to hide the fact that his tail is wagging in your presence because he thinks it's embarrassing, even if you say it's cute,

• To be honest, I would like to have a Moonlight of my own because he's so cute, but I have to settle for his skin

Exorcist/Aesop Carl

• I have some controversial opinions regarding him,

• He could go from calm to cold in seconds,

• Moonlight really likes your relationship for some reason he never said,

• As an Exorcist, he sometimes comes home very late,

• He's not much for physical contact, but he enjoys stroking your hair,

• You, him and Moonlight watch the sunset every day together

Phoenix/Aesop Carl

• This man is cute and shy because of his fear of being hunted,

• Likes to watch the stars with you,

• In my opinion, he and the Cheshire Cat are the cutest, right after Victor Specter,

• He tries not to be so cute, but he just can't,

• He really likes sweets and his food,

• A great, gentle and kind companion who won't leave your side unless you ask

Cheshire Cat/Naib Subedar

• He's cute, without a shadow of a doubt the cutest after Phoenix, or even before,

• Purrs while you stroke his hair,

• Even though he is half feline, he doesn't have much freshness to eat,

• Don't think you can pet his tail, he will still bite and scratch you if you do that, he doesn't like having his tail touched,

• He likes to sleep on your lap or on top of a tree like a cat,

• The only thing he doesn't like is you changing your tone of voice when calling him, after all he doesn't like feeling like a pet

Luca Balsa

• To this day he wonders why you chose him,

• Already made a kitten robot for you,

• He doesn't really know how to be affectionate, but the important thing is that he tries,

• He's a bit annoying because of his low self-esteem,

• Alva never stops thanking you for taking care of Luca,

• He's a little jealous and doesn't like seeing you around Kevin

Edgar Valden

• He is annoying, very annoying, doesn't like anything and complains about almost everything,

• The only thing he openly says he likes is painting with you, but only also,

• He's a real tsundere,

• When he wants to, he is kind and leaves his arrogance aside, but only if you two are alone,

• He likes having you sitting on his lap,

• You may have accidentally become his muse

Matthias Czenin

• His attitude has always been a little shy and almost everything scares him, not that you can blame him,

• You two already tried to get rid of Louis, but it didn't end very well, unfortunately,

• He loves your company and feels calm in your presence,

• Louis seems to have a strange attachment to you, honestly, this scary doll,

• Please try to get rid of this doll, he is completely scary...

• Sometimes, just sometimes Louis lets you two have your privacy, but just as he disappears, he appears

[otakusparkle]

Today is the 6th anniversary day of Identity V, and it is also the 6th year that visitors have met and accompanied us. Thank you old friends and new partners for your tolerance and support.

The 6 years have left us with many precious memories. I hope that in the future, we can continue to share our hearts and create more beautiful memories that belong to you and me. Next, the anniversary concert brought by the manor partners is about to start - enjoy the wonderful anniversary time~

Happy 6th birthday, Identity V.

Happy 6th anniversary of meeting, manor visitors.

[ch6douin]

> Dᴇᴠᴏᴛɪᴏɴ. — IDV! SELF AWARE AU (5)

THIS IS PART FIVE OF MY IDV!SELF AWARE AU! I love this au but i cannot bring myself to do anything other than brainrot every single day. i would love to hear brainrots, feedbacks or anything related to this au in my askbox, so feel free to mark your presence there.

cw: obsessive behavior; mentions of feeling/being watched; romantic someway; religious behavior; idk what else

Fiona loved the mystic. That's something not so surprising as she was given the title of a Priestess. She swore upon the Lakeside Village to adore the one and only Yog Sothoth, to be worthy of his blessings.

But she's incapable of escaping from this manor and honoring his name properly, incapable of escaping from you.

She knows you, to a certain extent because of the gossip and whispers around the survivors but you know her all too well, every single flaw and trait. Her devotion to Yog Sothoth didn't budge at that time, since at the end of the day, Fiona did not acknowledge you.

Skepticism could be her middle name, scripted to be deep into her heart, protecting it from any dangers. But you sneaked in, clueless of your effect on her. And so suddenly, her offerings to Yog Sothoth lacked sincerity.

She doesn't want to...be like this, be indecisive, she always criticized one for such weakness. But every time she thinks about choosing between you and the eldritch god, she is sent into a spiral of sentiments and beliefs, and anxiety settles deep within her bones. You're taking up too much space inside her, and she can't do anything besides hope that you give her enough room for breathing.

Yog Sothoth's presence is cold as ice and almost frightening, it is something Fiona thought that she was used to it. But she got way too comfortable with the feeling of your unique presence, safe as the embrace of a lover. It makes her dizzy, her heart is filled with tenderness but her brain tugs on it like a warning. Sometimes, it makes her sick in the stomach to sense that she failed to do something simple as to follow one god.

Little by little, her makeshift shrine with tons of trinkets for the ancient god is emptied. The overwhelming amount of items almost spilling out from the shrine are nowhere to be seen. Her loud murmurs from her requests to "Hastur" that every survivor could hear when passing by her door (which for a curious motive, is filled with thick locks and chains) are nothing now but a faint whisper of your name, so silent and soothing as if she is afraid to startle you or make you annoyed by her wishes. But did you hear her prayers? You must have, she likes to believe you do. That's the only explanation for her wardrobe full of luxurious clothes and accessories, silky materials that she would never even dream about touching.

She dreams of you, every night. It must be because she thinks about you almost all the time, but she fools herself into thinking it's you infesting her dreams despite the mindset being incredibly irrational. And every time you appear, her brain creates an individual that could only be described as breathtaking, because any idea that Fiona had about your appearance however you looked like was nothing short of ethereal, divine. She would kneel and worship you regardless of people's opinions.

The others be damned. They never gave her such a strong feeling.

And may you also give her enough patience to not wrap her fingers around that Mercenary's throat—when he stands with a look of nonchalance and crossed arms as if he didn't fuck up everything. She couldn't care less about the hint of regret in his sharp eyes, and she started blinking fast as if to dissipate the sudden urge to pounce on him. But you wouldn't want that, would you? After all, you graced him with your presence more times than one could count with their hands, even if his mouth was always kept shut, she knows because there was nothing that could justify his fidgety behavior when the subject was you.

"Any explanations for your foul behavior, Mr.Subedar?" Just like him, her arms are folded tightly on her chest as she spits out her words, cutting through the palpable tension in the room. And by the way he looks at her through the corner of his eye, she really has the impression of not even deserving his attention.

"It's simple, I don't trust them." Indeed, a simple and short answer followed by his thick accent doesn't satisfy Fiona that much. But that's just Naib Subedar, the mercenary is always stubborn and will feed you nothing but crumbles of information until you go crazy for good.

"Oh for god's sake. You don't trust anyone, Subedar." She sighs heavily, rubbing her forehead in annoyance. "The day you do, pigs might fly!" The woman walks around the dimly lit room with impatience, and he remains still as a statue. Aside from a twitch of his brows and a brief glare, there is no reaction to her words.

"Who I trust or not is none of your business, Gilman. Just like you being an obsessive freak with this person, if we can even call them that, has nothing to do with me." He is good at pretending to not be fazed as if he didn't experience goosebumps all over his body five minutes ago when he could finally hear your voice clearer than ever. And when the thought of how you looked from the other side of the screen went through his head for a fleeting second, he swears his heart rate did not increase. Why do you have this effect on him? On everyone? You were able to swoon the hearts of even the most reserved men and women in this manor, you even made him feel somehow special initially.

Emma plants flowers that you might like, Frederick and Antonio create tunes and songs inspired by you, Demi has confessed her admiration for you countless times in her drunken state—Hell, Naib is sure that he had a glimpse of Edgar Valden himself stressing over a painting and mumbling how he 'just had to see you in person, his lost muse'.

His thoughts are interrupted by a loud groan. "I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that for the sake of our partnership." He had hit a nerve, didn't he? It's written all across her face, eyebrows furrowed, lips in a firm line, eyelids twitching...It almost brings a smile to his lips how worked up she got. His eyes trail down to her hands for no particular reason, they are gripping her robe tightly in between her fingers.

"Whatever makes you sleep at night.." His mouth has a small pout of indifference as he shrugs, heavy boots accompany him when he walks away to finally leave and have some rest. There is nothing that he wants more than to forget about all of this for at least a few hours, that is if he doesn't end up having you appear in his dreams and waking up with wide eyes filled with evident embarrassment. Maybe he wasn't so different from the other survivors and hunters...

Twisting the doorknob and looking up through his eyelashes, much to his dismay, a person that he knows all too well stands proud. With his black and white clothes, it's Luca Balsa in the flesh. Even with the shaky postman wiping away his tear-smudged cheeks behind the prisoner's back like a shadow, his toothy grin never faltered. He must be sure of himself if he still remains unperturbed by the problems ahead. Naib steps away to give them enough space to enter the room and then vanishes without a word, not before noticing how the postman's irises followed him till he was no longer within eye's reach. If Naib was able to gain the hate of someone so calm, he indeed might be a jerk.

It doesn't take long for Luca to speak up. "Long short story, an unexpected error happened, and now no one knows how to turn it on without my help?" He's casual with it, maybe overconfident in his abilities as an inventor but some optimism was very much needed right now. After all, he should not disappoint in their pursuit to contact you!

There's a short silence, followed by the loud crack of his knuckles as he takes a long stride towards the machine. "Alright, this might take some time. I recommend for you two to take a break and have a little debate with the others in the main hall. Everyone is starving for good news."

OBS: When Fiona mentions "luxury clothes" she's referring to the A/S tier costumes from the game.

naib wants u so bad bro 🤨 a lot of characters may appear next chapter but of course half of it may be a little more luca centered, and maybe if i make it long enough we will come back to reader's pov😆

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Hi! Can I have hcs with Naib, Luca and Wu Chang with a fragile s/o, like they want to become stronger but they need some help and lot of time.

Also I can send you some pictures of my shrimps (yes I have a aquarium with shrimps) if you want!!! (I don't know if shrimps are considered as pet).

I'm so sorry this took so long 😭

Naib, Wu Chang, and Luca with a fragile s/o who wants to be stronger:

Wu Chang:

Xie has always been trying to be careful with s/o during matches. Knowing that they aren't the strongest survivor, but they aren't the weakest either. Xie basically has a soft spot for them

Fan, on the other hand. Does not go easy on them like Xie does, but if his s/o really needs the break. He'll let them take a breather and change target

S/o was getting tired of struggling in so many matches, losing constantly, rinse, and repeat. Even if the match was a win, s/o was already back at the manor

So they went up to their lovers one day and asked for a custom match. Just the three of them

The two were confused but accepted

It was lost after loss again, and s/o was growing increasingly frustrated

Fan was actually the first one to put a halt to everything. Seeing that they were getting upset.

"Alright, something is the matter."

"I just wanted practice.."

"Practice until your knees break?"

When s/o explained everything, it made a lot of sense now

The two agreed to help them, but they help them through training methods and not just out right letting them wing it

Fan and Xie go outside of their abilities to give s/o harder courses. Which scared the shit out of them because the last thing they expected is for the two to full on SPRINT and also pull off some flexible moves

The worst one yet is when Fan was on the ceiling waiting for s/o to come through. He did that because he thought it was funny

When they get back out into the actual matches. S/o is doing much better than before

But when they enter duo's. It's a bit of a different story. Xie and Fan did teach them about getting through duo's by treating each other as different hunters than one. The only problem is that hunters like to target s/o for easy pickings and won't let up no matter what

Fan decided he wanted to be fully present in those matches rather than switch out. Not because he doesn't think s/o can't handle it, but he does not trust the other hunter to keep their cool when they realize s/o is not an easy grab anymore

There have been a few times when Fan had to fight a hunter. Those days are actually when he lets everyone win for the sake of not letting the hunter have satisfaction

Xie is very proud of s/o, though that some times he needed to be reminded that he needed to chair them, not let them kite him the entire match

Luca:

The strongest out of some of the decoders, considering his vaulting speed and pallet throws aren't slow. Average, but not slow either

He normally prefers to coordinate the match to help s/o stay in longer, such as carefully picking ciphers that aren't close to the hunter

This annoyed survivors some, but he didn't care honestly. With how some of them treat his s/o, he may or may not have led hunters to them and force them to take over kiting

His s/o asked him for help one day and told him that they wanted to learn how to kite better in matches. At first, he tried to direct them towards someone like Norton, Melly, or even Margie, or Patricia

Then they told him why they're asking him. He's fairly good at multi-tasking and knows all the best ways to lose a hunter when he is found first.

So, he begins helping them in custom matches with a hunter he trusts

It was really rough at first to the point that even the hunter was like: "Uh, I think they need a break. Like now."

Luca is trying to think of ways to teach them better because maybe the hunter isn't the best idea. So HE decides to pretend to be the hunter

He says shit like: "C'MERE PRETTY BOY/GIRL/DARLING!" While chasing them. He's also always yelling outta pocket shit

Yet this actually helped s/o improve significantly

So when Luca brings the hunter back, s/o is actually doing pretty well! Sure, they got captured once or twice, but they did really good!

Now, when the two go back in real matches. Luca tells them that if they need someone to take over, he won't mind kitting. They reassure him they'll be fine.

Boy, was everyone amazed with how well s/o was doing. All those months of practicing paid off. This made other survivors relieved as this means Luca won't lead the hunters to them anymore when he's mad at them

Naib:

Naib protects his s/o in matchs... CONSTANTLY. One of the reasons why s/o even makes it through a match

He's always next to them, working a cipher, taking over kites for them, taking hits for them, and will not hesitate to drag/carry their ass across the map to an open gate

Then his s/o asked him while they were getting ready to sleep one night if he could train them to do better in matches. He questioned them about it, and they gave a simple answer of wanting to be self-reliant when he's not in matches with them.

Which he finds understandable. So he agrees to it

And yes, he did use training military techniques on them. He was nicer about it, though... Unlike his trainers

He would also train with them. He wanted them to build up their lower and upper body strength before he had a hunter chase them

Naib is very encouraging about it. If they're starting to tire out, he'll encourage them to do two more then take a break

He also had them spare with him. They were super wobbly and unbalanced about it. He would give them tips on what to do and what not to do

He didn't exactly go easy on them when they were sparing, but he wasn't brutal. He will immediately stop if his s/o tells him to or if it's clear they are getting overwhelmed

When he finally let's them do a custom match. He is watching that hunter like a hawk. Doesn't matter how will known the hunter is known for friendliness he is making sure they don't fuck his s/o over

He coached them through those custom matches for months.

He may have probably trained them too well for any hunters liking because once they were back on the real matches, so many hunters would get frustrated and change target

Naib would praise them when he sees them at some point in the match

But, Naib still wants to decode next to them. Old habits die hard

He's still going to be protective no matter what. He adores his s/o too much. This also means he might watch them kite rather than decode

Helena literally dragged him away by the arm, telling him he needed to decode before crows appeared

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IDV SURVIVORS

Characters: Lucas Balsa, Naib Subedar, Norton Campbell and Mike Morton

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None

Synopsis: s/o who give an insect in their hands.

a/n: My first time to write and show, have mercy to my writings please. it might have some grammar errors, my first language is french. The character might be ooc.

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⚡LUCAS BALSA⚡

I think Lucas will be so happy if you want to show somethings that you find. If you tell him to open one hand to put your discovery, he will oblige to do so. At first Lucas will have a beautiful smile until he see what it is, his smile disapear and will take few second to look at the insect. Lucas will scream while throwing the bug somewhere. he might cry a little bit, and he will ask why did you pick that thing, only to learn that you like find and grab insects. Lucas is scars from this encounter, now he will always ask you what you have in you're hand before you give him.

🟢NAIB SUBEDAR🟢

Naib will ask what you have in your hand before you are close to him, only to be answer '' Something beautiful ! Open one of your hand '' he will sigh and open his hand only to feel something crawling in his hand. Naib will have a tiny heart attack, he will look closer to the bug and tell you next time to find something more beautiful like a ladybug or one with cute feature. He will let the bug go softly on a leaf or on the ground. or eat it

🧲NORTON CAMPBELL🧲

Sorry for the bugs lovers for this one, Norton will have a face a bit scary until he see you coming on is direction, his face will ease a bit. Norton will look at your hand close in front of him, he will be unsure what to do at first until you say open one of his hand. Weird but alright, he will look at first then crush it in is hand, you scream a big NO but is to late. You will look at him with disbelief, look at his face and then at his hands, back it forth. If you are sad he will make it back for you, like maybe a time for both of you to chase some insect together, but it will surely just watch with a smile while you're so happy.

✨MIKE MORTON✨

I think Mike will not be scared by bugs like Lucas. when you run at his side with your hand in front of you, he will be so curious. You ask his hand, he will do it without asking. Mike will be amazed what you find, he will ask with so much energy where did you find this bug. Mike will follow you if you show the spot where the bug was discovered. I think he will like to spend time with you to find more.

a/n: there's a side in me say it's a bit funky, but oh well, i hope that you like what i write and so sorry again for the wrongs writing and bad grammar. I JUST REALISE !! I write the name of Luca wrong.

[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

[moth-hive]

Red flags x IDV

[mocha-moch4]

Mochas info/material list

Requests: OPEN

This is an Identity V blog, so pls keep the requests related!! (Blurbs or random thoughts that are unrelated are always welcome though!)

I won’t write: anything illegal (I’ll do yandere but nothing like pedophilla or incest)

There’s a handful of characters (mainly some hunters) that I won’t write for, but for the most part I’ll write for anyone

If you request Joseph, ithaqua, Naib, or Norton, yours might just get done a bit faster than normal lol..

Current works:

Mary X (AFAB)reader 🍋

Fools gold X (AFAB)reader 🍋‍🟩/🍋

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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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Hey sorry for the small delay of future drawings, I'm currently having issues with my Chrome Book working properly and I'm also switching from Ibis Paint to Clip Studio Paint, so for now have a small bit of doodles I have! :D Thank you for understanding!

Edit: I lied I stayed on Ibis Paint -^-

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Reckless

GN!Reader x Naib Subedar

Summary - Naib gets chaired during a match. You don't want to leave him behind.

WC - 1,053 (that's actually surprising to me)

Author's Note(s) - This was inspired by @turbulentscrawl's 'Steamy Rescues' post! Please give it a read :]

https://www.tumblr.com/turbulentscrawl/740237408536231936/steamy-rescues?source=share

There is really minor violence in this, but please keep that in mind if that’s something you’re sensitive to. Also, I hc that survivors can communicate via a two-way earpiece!

"The cipher machine is primed. It's up to you now!" Luca's voice exclaims through your earpiece as you make your way to where Naib was chaired. Countless times have you attempted and succeeded in going ahead with risky plans. Still, all that prior experience was not doing much to stop your palms from sweating nor slow down your quickened heartbeat. You had ideas on why that was the case.

For one, the survivors of Oletus Manor have been on an awful losing streak recently, and it's been affecting everyone's morale. Even the survivors with relatively positive outlooks aren't doing so great. If you failed to turn this guaranteed tie into a win, you could practically imagine disappointed sighs and glares of disapproval (directed your way).

There was another idea floating around your mind as you ran, though.

You were nervous about failing him. The ironic part was that you knew he wouldn't hold any true ill-will against you. You're sure he'll call you an idiot, but he's not the type to hold a grudge over something like that. Even the best rescuers fail sometimes. So why were you so worried this time around?

Unfortunately, there wasn't any more time to linger on that question. Not when the chair was in your sight, and Naib's gaze was locked onto yours. He realized what you were trying to do the second he saw you rushing towards him. "Forget about saving me," You heard him say through your earpiece. "Just go for the tie."

"It's too late to do that." You huffed back as you looked away. You hear him let out an amused sigh before he speaks again. "Don't fuck up, then." As you got closer, your eyes scanned around his chair. Nothing. Ominous red light from the hunter? Missing. That was weird, but you convinced yourself to shake it off. Wanting to reach him in time, you forced yourself to run faster, resulting in you almost crashing into him. Almost. Using your hands, you stop yourself by planting them on either side of his head, practically pinning him against the chair.

If you had the time, you would've taken it to admire the sight in front of you. Battle-scarred hands gripped the armrests, and your eyes only traveled upwards, noticing the flex of Naib's biceps through his black long sleeve. Naib's hood had fallen, presumably during the struggle to the chair, revealing his pretty brown hair tied in its usual ponytail. It was disheveled, yes, but you that only made you want to run your hands through it to fix it for him. Yet, that all paled compared to how he was looking at you.

His dull blue eyes were trained on your appearance before reuniting with your gaze. They were filled with something you couldn't put into words, but you'd be lying if you said your heart didn't flutter. Realizing you could've completely misread his expression and he was actually silently judging, you try to save face. "I know I look breathtaking right now; you can tell me about it later, yeah?" You mumbled as you placed both hands on the safety bar and pried it off his lap before carefully taking his hands and pulling him out of the chair.

You were about to finally relax when you felt a shiver down your spine, immediately followed by a butterfly coming from overhead and landing directly in front of Naib. Without a second thought, you go between them and braced yourself. The familiar sting of Michiko's fan blade slashing you made itself known. However, it disappeared as quickly as it came, thanks to Luca popping the last cipher.

With a newfound sense of determination and the pain from injuries you both sustained becoming tolerable, Naib grabbed you by the hand and started sprinting toward the exit gate. "We're almost out. Just hold on a bit longer." He panted as he continued to pull you along. You subconsciously squeeze his hand, and surprisingly, he does it back. Another butterfly whizzes past, this time behind you. He notices and uses the hand holding yours, swinging you in front of him. Michiko barely misses her attack, giving both of you enough time to follow Luca through the exit.

Once you were back at the manor, you beelined to your room. You would've loved to have celebrated the win with everyone, but you were more than ready to sleep. When you were getting ready to turn off your lamp, you heard a knock on the door. You wanted to ignore it, but when there was a second knock, you sighed and opened the it.

It was Naib.

He appeared much more relaxed than he looked during the game, his right hand gently resting on your doorway. It was a good look on him. "Your recklessness never fails to amaze me," he says, shaking his head, which earns him a lighthearted eye-roll from you. "But nonetheless, I'm glad you rescued me despite knowing the risks." Usually, you'd tease him relentlessly for not being upfront with a "thank you," but you decided to play nice. Oh, how you regret not taking that chance.

"You know my conscience wouldn't let me leave people behind. Especially you." You say with a small smile. That second part was an understatement, as you'd drop everything and come running if he asked you to. For the sake of your pride, you didn't tell him that. He lightly scoffs when he realizes you are choosing to be passive tonight.

"It looks like you're getting ready to sleep, so I'll leave you be." He retracts his hand from the doorway, ready to head back down the hallway. Then, remembrance flickers across his face, leading Naib to turn his head back to you. Before you can ask what he was thinking, he suddenly says, "I agree."

"What?"

"You said you looked breathtaking during the game. I think you are all the time, so I agree.

With that, Naib turns around and walks down the hallway, disappearing behind the corner. Quietly closing the door to your room and shutting off the lamp, you crawl under the blankets on your bed. His words continually replayed in your head. Sleeping was going to be a struggle tonight. You would've brushed off what Naib said as him being oblivious (somehow) to how his words could be taken…

If it wasn't for the fact you caught Naib leaving with what looked to be a knowing smile.

He definitely knows.

And much to your dismay, that makes you all the more smitten over him.

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So fun fact, this is the first time I've ever written a fanfic but I hope it was enjoyable anyways!! Because I'm a minor, I strayed away from making this suggestive and leaned more towards romantic tension. I also had Haunted by Beyoncé on loop for quite a bit of this fic, so I wonder if y'all you can tell LMAO

Tags: @thekeeperofdreams

[otakusparkle]

The manor is filled with cute Sanrio costumes! Everyone has their own reaction...and they're all so wonderful✨

Identity V× Sanrio

Illustration by marumoriaki (Twitter)

Read from right to left

Lily : The Sanrio collaboration costumes are too cute!

Lily : I don't mind if the humidity accumulation fills up, but I want to take two shot photos!

Bi'an : I'm not sure if I can pull it off because it's a colour I've never worn before...

Lily : It's cute y'know~!

Mary : I want to have a match in a stylish space that matches the costumes, but it's frustrating that there are only gloomy maps

Naib : We're playing a game of life and death...right...?

Narrator : 5 seconds left from now, there's a reaction when two people with a feud wear cute clothes