#norton campbell fluff

[sinisteryanderescribe]

Norton Campbell is the type of boyfriend who initially struggles to find peace at night. He lies on his side, his back turned to you, muscles tense and restless. The shadows in the room seem to mirror the turmoil in his mind, and you can sense the weight of his thoughts pressing down on him. It takes time for him to unwind, the silence thick with the echoes of his past.

But as the night deepens, a shift begins. You feel him gradually relax, his breathing becoming steadier. He turns toward you, and you catch a glimpse of vulnerability in his eyes before he pulls you in by your waist, guiding you to rest against his chest. The warmth of his body envelops you, and there’s a sense of safety in the way he tugs you closer, as if he’s claiming the moment for both of you.

Once you’re nestled against him, he often lets his hand slide to your thigh, the weight of it grounding him. His fingers linger, tracing soft, deliberate patterns that send shivers up your spine. Sometimes, he’ll slip his hand under the hem of your shirt, his touch warm against your skin, igniting a gentle spark of intimacy. It’s a silent exchange, a way for him to connect with you deeply, feeling your warmth and letting go of the chaos outside.

As he buries his face into your hair, inhaling your scent, you can feel the tension in his body fade. He finds solace in your closeness, his breath warm against your neck, and you sense how much he craves this connection. Occasionally, he’ll shift slightly, urging you to lean deeper into him, his arm wrapping securely around your waist, pulling you even closer. It’s possessive yet tender, a protective embrace that makes you feel cherished.

When nightmares stir him from sleep, his body tenses again, but your presence acts as an anchor. He instinctively pulls you closer, his hand tightening on your thigh, fingers digging in just enough to convey his need for comfort. In those moments, you whisper soothing words, and he leans into your voice, drawing strength from your closeness. Your heartbeat becomes a steady rhythm that calms the storm inside him.

Eventually, he relaxes again, his breath evening out as he drapes his arm protectively around you. In those quiet hours, you’ve created a cocoon of safety where he can finally surrender his burdens, if only for a little while. Being wrapped in his embrace, you know that even through the shadows of his past, he finds light in your presence, a quiet intimacy that binds you both in a world that often feels chaotic.

[fishermanshook]

ASK: Hi:) if you feel like it how do you think ganji norton and naib would react to reader saying they feel safe with them?

“TRUST IN ME!”

( batter , prospector & mercenary ) + gn!reader

occ , angst in naib & ganji’s part , grammar and spelling warning

INTRO

To fall in love is a risk not all are willing to take. Putting your heart on the line could result in rejection and heartache instead of love and happiness.

To fall in love in a place like this is out of the ordinary, but not exactly uncommon. And as you find yourself sinking more into your lovers embrace, you can’t help but whisper the words;

“I trust you.”

꒰wc꒱ 1.3k

✦— THE BATTER

You say it to him after a match where one reckless move could’ve killed you.

It’s night when the Batter, Ganji Gupta, holds you tight in his arms. Maybe a little too tight for your liking, but you did put him in a frightening situation earlier today. You recall shoving him out of the way in order to save him from a blow to your head. You don't remember much after that. Just blurry memories of being in Emily's office and then, returning to your room with Ganji.

“Ganji,” you sigh, clawing at his arms in an attempt to free yourself from his grasp, even if it’s just a little bit. “You’ve gotta loosen up a little bit, please. I’m really sorry I did that earlier, but you needed to get out…”

Ganji is quick to stop your rambling by holding you (somehow) even tighter than before. “[name], you got hit on the head with an axe. None the less, a Detention hit. If I—“ Ganji sucked in a deep breath of air, letting it fall from his mouth before speaking again. "If I hadn't used my last ball I don't think you would've struggled out in time. And I don't want to think about having to leave you behind because that was your last chair."

Immediately, Ganji stiffens and sits ups. he seems to have finally processed what just happened.

"[name]. you could've died. And for what?" Ganji repeats the question while shaking you by your shoulders, tears pricking at his eyes threating to fall.

You cup his face and put your forehead to his, allowing his to fulling chompreheand the choice you made during the last match.

"I understand it was stupid of me," You start, closing your eyes. "But I don't do things without reason."

The Batter quickly wipes away at his falling tears, suddenly feeling embarrassed. "Then why did you do it? You said it yourself, it was a stupid choice."

"Yes, but I did it for you. I did it because I have put more trust into you than anyone else in this wretched manor. And I knew, that even if I didn't make it out during that last game, that you would still be okay. Surviving another match means surviving another day. And for you, I'd do that again."

"God," Ganji wipes at his nose. "I hope you don't."

✦— THE PROSPECTOR

You say it to him when you’re tired and vulnerable. when anything can happen.

It was early in the morning when the Prospector, Norton Campbell, snuck into your room to pry you awake from your slumber. With your bedroom key in hand (you gave it to him in case of an emergency), he tip toed into your room. He couldn’t help but silently laugh as he peered at your morning appearance. Hair a mess with a side of droll staining your pillow. Cute, but he can stare more later.

The Prospector is quick to shake you awake, pinning your arms to your side so you don’t land a hit on him in fear of being attacked. As he hovers above you, he explains that there’s something he wishes to show you.

“But Norton,” you whisper into his ear “the sun isn’t even up yet.” You hoped the darkness of your room could conceal the light blush on your face.

“Exactly why I want you to come with me. I promise it’ll be worth it.” Norton mumbled, pulling you out from under the covers. Sliding on a pair of shoes, you drag your achy body behind him and follow the Prospector outside the manor.

Fresh dew covered the grass outside, making it a bit wet and chillier than usual outside. Fortunately, Norton had came prepared. Set up outside was a big fluffy blanket with more than enough pillows to spare. Two mugs of coffee residing inside.

“Ever seen the sunrise?” Norton asks, already knowing the answer based off your shocked expression.

You shake your head no as the Prospector reaches to grab your hand and lead you towards the spot. It didn’t take long to get settled, and when you did, you found your head in the core of Norton’s lap.

“Oh? What’s this?” Norton teased “cold aren’t ya’?” You shiver in his arms as a response. Before grabbing his face with your hands. It’s a weird position, but Norton doesn’t mind. Instead he leans into your touch. A soft smile on his face.

“Have I ever told you how much I trust you?” You ask with genuine curiosity.

“I’m not sure, have you?” Norton questions, brushing your hair to the side of your face.

“No, I’m being serious. Stuck in a place like this leaves everyone fending for themselves. But because I have you, I have someone to watch my back. I really appreciate that Norton. I trust you more than anyone else in this manor.”

Norton looks at you with sad eyes as he bends down to place a gentle kiss upon your forehead.

“I trust you more, doll.” He says as the sun starts to rise. Showering you in its warmth and light, a feeling he now resonates when it comes to you.

✦— THE MERCENARY

You say it to him during a particularly risky match where everything seems to be on the line.

There are time where a match can go inexplicably well, where everything goes absolutely perfect and you survive the game with all your limbs intact and the egotistical pride that comes with it.

Those aren’t all the time though, and when both sides are fighting it out until their last breath, it turns into a messy and an undoubtedly long match.

This seems to be one of them, and you’ve collected more than enough scars and bumps and bruises to prove it. You’re more than sure you’ll have to make a stop by Emily’s offfice, but now’s not the time to think about that. You must stay focus on your current task: stitching up Naib.

Sangria got him good this time as a long scar has taken shape on his back. Naib bites down on his bottom lip in an attempt to stifle the whimpers of pain he feels. He thought he was better at this. Better at pretending he wasn’t hurting. You know him all too well though.

“m’ sorry, ‘m sorry I know it hurts. I promise I’ll be done in just a second.” You say in attempt to comfort and reassure him. All he does is nod his head and sucks in a breath of air in order to steady himself.

The Mercenary is off the second he feels you tighten the last of his bandages. You’re quick to jump onto a cipher machine as well to catch up on the progress that was lost.

—

This match has been nothing short of a living, breathing disaster.

You still can't shake the ear piercing scream Fiona let out as she was hit down again minutes later, and you won't forget the horrible cut that now runs across Naib's stomach. You’d stich it up but you don’t have the time for it. Not when Fiona needs rescuing.

“Naib, take over the last cipher. I have to go in.” You tell the Mercenary, racing past him. He stops you, grabbing—no, shaking you by the shoulders.

“No, please, [name] don’t go in there. It’s not worth it we can, we can get—“ he continues to trip over his words out of fear and desperation. “please [name], I don’t wanna lose you.”

“Naib, I promise I’ll be out soon. I trust you, I wouldn’t go in if I didn’t.” And that’s that. You place a quick kiss on his forehead before dashing off towards Fiona’s chair. You hear him scream your name out afterwards.

note: KILLS MYSELF THIS IS ACTUALLY TERRIBLE [crys]

© fishermanshook — no stealing , translating , plagiarizing or reposting my work on other any other sites + reblogs adored !!

[blvb]

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.

[thekeeperofdreams]

Once Upon A Dream

genre; light angst (death mentions??? blood but not the whole focus)

summary; entering a world seemingly suspended in time is a strange experience, especially when most others are uninterested in helping you adjust. the only comfort is the man in your dreams.

ever since joining the manor, it felt like you'd been watched. not in the usual sense of other survivors or even hunters staring holes into your back, curiosity practically spilling from their eyes. it didn't help how not even your time period was similar to theirs, lining up more to lucky guys then anything.

maybe that's why the eyes follow, a desire to rip you open and peer inside; desperate for something new in a world of bloodshed and fear. it was strange, among everyone's special abilities, you'd arrived with nothing. no weapons, no traits like theirs, practically useless compared to many residing on your side of the manor.

some had no desire to chat with you, put off by this strange revelation; finding conversations a waste when surviving was the name of the game. it didn't matter much to you, having stayed in your corner anyhow, only interacting with the few people who had been nice enough to at least say hi or introduce themselves.

during matches, it was like a nightmare, most hunters chasing you first in favor of even the weakest survivors. you had nothing to defend yourself with, practically at their mercy if you failed to kite using only the windows and pallets.

many were kind, some offering to wait at least 60 seconds before carrying you to the chair without any real chase, not interested in spilling the blood of the helpless.

most however, seemed uncomfortably excited about the prospect of the new survivor having nothing to defend themselves, like a sheep straying away from its flock.

even now, as you lay bleeding on the floor, no one comes to the rescue, the hunter deciding to chase down a new target, leaving you to take your last breathe of the match; the scent of marigolds comforting you in the dying moment.

its quiet when this happens, your tired bloody body floating in darkness, awaiting your prince of the night.

hes tall, skin hidden beneath layers of makeup, the colors mixing into beautiful flowers against his skin. the hat is titled forward, hiding his eyes under the colorful flowers.

you give a weak grin when he tilts the hat to see you, eyebrow raised, eyes burning with question.

"I'm sorry. i couldn't hold on against him." you say, heart sinking when his eyebrow twitches, though its not for you.

"don't be, mi vida. i've seen him and his behavior, like a beast preying on its next meal." his tone is harsh, his deep gruff voice sending shivers down your spine.

the nickname was familiar, a comfort from the overall disconnect with your home. he always seemed to know what to say in your times of need; sinking in the sand, wishing it'd swallow you whole.

he only smiles, the overall darkness beginning to shift when he let's out a breath, green swirls and purple stars dancing at his finger tips. his hands are cold when he places them on your face, eyes remaining warm.

"ill see you soon." he coos, as your eyes grow heavy and tired, his cool touch being replaced by warm blankets and sheets; the room dark with a candle as it's light.

a soft knock wakes you from the pleasant encounter, a maid calling out that you have a match soon; lunch being served at the table beforehand.

you don't respond, waiting for the women's footsteps to dissapear before dressing, ignoring the ache deep in your bones.

the hallways are long and uncomfortable, the odd silence unnerving as you make your way to the door, shakily pushing it open.

though the sight that greets you is strange, a man dressed in purple and black, a familiar hat settled in front of him as he gobbles down what supposedly was lunch.

he turns when the door creaks, a cheeky grin slowly spreading against his face when you realize who exactly he is.

"I told you I'd see you soon"

[d00fus]

𝐁𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞 ✘

𝐍𝗼𝐫𝐭𝗼𝐧 𝐂𝐚𝗺𝐩𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐟𝐞𝗺! 𝐘/𝐍

(Easier for me to write with a fem reader srry)

𝐓𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐋𝗼𝐭𝐬 𝗼𝐟 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 !!

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Y/N, also known as the 𝐡𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫. She intrigued the prospector the moment she stepped through the manor doors. She was smart, attentive, and cold. Every effort he made to learn about her was shot down, as well as every compliment. But she was there whenever he needed someone to talk to, even though she was mostly quiet, she was there to listen. Other survivors took notice of this, any other person and Y/N would have just got up while they were talking and left, but no, he was different, and Y/N didn’t understand why she tolerated him.

She is a rescuer, when she rescues someone, for 30 seconds after they get rescued, every hit/damage the rescued takes, gets transferred to Y/N, no matter the distance.

During matches she was overall quiet with her teammates, she acted a lot like Naib in a way, which caused them to both not get along.

She was currently in a duos match, in Moonlit River Park. Being a rescuer in duos was always exhausting. The hunters were Geisha and Galatea and the Geisha couldn’t help but feel bad for the poor girl, watching her take many hits for her teammates, with the same stone cold face that faltered the more hits she took. One moment she’ll be decoding, the next she’ll be on the ground, out of breath and hurt.

She was doing alright during the match, the last cipher popped and 5 survivors were still in. She rescued Edgar before running towards the gate with him, feeling multiple statue hits transferred to her as well as Michiko’s fan strike Edgar, causing it to hurt Y/N instead. She could see the gate in the distance as Naib, Norton, and Vera stood there, cheering them on and yelling for them to hurry as her vision started to blur.

Finally, Edgar got hit by Galatea’s tool, causing Y/N to collapse, just a few feet from the gate. No one was able to do anything as Galatea placed her in the chair.

4 Escaped

Draw

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She walked back into the manor to be met with a frustrated Naib.

“You are utterly useless! It’s not hard to walk to a gate! Can’t you do anything helpful?! We tied because of you-“

Y/N cold glare never faltered, as everyone’s gaze was on her. No one was able to tell that tears were threatening to fall down her face, she couldn’t tell if it was the pain from her wounds or because of Naib. She knew no one would stick up for her, after how cold she was to them-

“Naib could you just stop?”

This made Naib even more irritated, as everyone turned to look at Norton, Y/N was surprised.

“No Norton, I can’t just stop! She’s the reason we tied, she can’t decode, and god forbid she can do a good rescue like she’s suppose to-“

Norton cut him off.

“Do you seriously think yelling at her will change that? She’s done a hell of a lot more than you have, she’s constantly injured all the time to make up for the fact that she always has to carry you guys since barely any of you can actually last 2 seconds without her, without getting downed again.”

No one said a word as Y/N quickly left the room, going outside. She didn’t like listening to people yell, and certainly not at her. As soon as she got outside, in the dark moonlight. She sat in the grass as tears started to fall.

As soon as she heard the back door creak, she wiped the tears off her face, before resting her arms on her knees, with her face resting on them.

“Doll? Were you crying..?”

She immediately recognized the voice, she didn’t bother to look at him as he sat next to her.

“No.”

Her voice cracked as she muttered a response, causing a soft chuckle to come from him. She started to calm down at the sound of his voice.

“Stop being so cold to me..you know it’s just us two…you don’t have to cut yourself off from me.”

Y/N couldn’t help but feel as if any moment she was going to break down, yet she kept herself from doing so in front of him.

“Don’t listen to what he says, you are useful…I’m honestly not sure what I’d do without you, love.”

Y/N scoffed.

“Bullshit.”

She muttered, causing Norton to chuckle.

“I’m serious. I like talking to you, even though you’re always so cold to me.”

“Shut up.”

“Exactly.”

She could feel her cheeks grow warm, as she shifted her gaze towards him, till she noticed that his eyes were already on her, causing her to grow flustered.

“Don’t look at me like that..”

Y/N muttered before looking away.

“Like what..?”

Norton asked with a smirk.

“Well- I don’t know how to describe it..”

He laughed at her response, laying down in the grass, his hands in his lap.

“Stargaze with me.”

Y/N noticed how peaceful he looked, which was enough to convince her. She laid down, looking at the stars, as he started to name them and joke about what they look like, till he eventually got back to the topic.

“Why were you crying..? If you don’t mind telling me.”

Norton asked, causing Y/N to lose focus on the stars.

“I…just don’t like being yelled at..I just want to be useful to you guys..but I guess my personality makes it difficult to do so.”

Norton looks at her.

“Why are you so cold, dear?”

“It keeps me from getting used and betrayed again.”

Guilt could be seen in his eyes as he took Y/N’s hand in his, she wouldn’t admit it, but she liked his warm hand in hers. She squeezed his softly, as his thumb rubbed circles around the top of her hand.

“I wouldn’t ever do that to you, you know that.”

Norton reassured her.

“How am I suppose to believe that?”

He sat up and tugged her hand, motioning for her to sit up. He placed one hand on her cheek, the other rested on her hand.

“Because I love you..give me the chance to show you that…be mine, doll.”

Y/N was left speechless, the pain from her wounds didn’t concern her in that moment, as his gaze went from her lips, back to her eyes, asking, pleading, for her. She gave him a response by closing the space between their lips. She placed a hand on his neck, playing with his hair as she did so, before they both pulled away for air.

“Guess now you have your answer..?”

“Mhm..now kiss me again, sweetheart.”

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[lririx]

MASTERLIST

Naib subedar

•NSFW Alphabet

•With a feral soulmate

•A little birthday special

Ithaqua

•With a feral soulmate

•S/o trying on Ithaqua's stilts

•With a soulmate that wears a mask

•With a simp reader

Demi Bourbon

•With a Lady Dimitrescu like hunter partner

Weeping Clown

•Weeping clown fluff headcanons

Norton Campbell

•Reader comforting Norton after a match

•Threesome with Reader, Norton, and Fool's Gold

Kevin Ayuso

•Reader wearing Kevin's clothes

Fool's Gold

•With a hunter soulmate

•After the kiss with a hunter soulmate

•Threesome with Reader, Norton, and Fool's Gold

Victor Grantz

•With a shy soulmate

Andrew Kreiss

•With a shy soulmate

Luca Balsa

•With a shy soulmate

Edgar Valden

•With a shy soulmate

Jose Baden

•Dating headcanons

William Webb Ellis

•Birthday gift for @williamkisser

[oletusfragments]

— I SMILE A LOT WHEN I'M IN FRONT OF YOU ; I FEEL LOVE, AFFECTION

⋄ Surprising each other on Valentine's Day

Characters: Andrew Kreiss, Demi Bourbon, Norton Campbell

▭ self indulg. ▭ genderneutral ▭ fluff ▭ not proofread ▭

— ANDREW

Being with you feels like a dream. Andrew hadn't realized that it's almost Valentine's day.

Just kidding, he's actually been thinking about it since December. What? You're so special to him. It's only right he does something special for you too.

He noted every small detail that gives a clue about what you're fond of. And despite his dislike for social situations, he approached Emma to help him set up a gift for you.

Actually, he tried to approach her. It was the gardener that confronted him after she noticed that he's been following her while staring at her as if wanting to ask her something. Much to the grave keeper's relief, Emma was happy to help.

But he can't help but get worried. The gardener kept giggling and snickering whenever he was with you. She might give away the surprise! But for some reason, you were also fidgety. Do you already know? Maybe you don't like it? Oh god, he's even more uneasy now.

He thought of dropping the surprise but then that means he won't have anything for you at valentine's day. No, he loves you. And he trusts you.

The day of the much awaited Valentine's day finally arrived. After lunchtime, he planned to ask you to meet him in the garden while trying not to be obvious as possible.

"Can you meet me at the garden later, dear? I-it's nothing serious. I just...have something to show you."

"What? That's funny, I was going to ask you the same thing." You said to him.

What a coincidence, he merely thought.

Meanwhile, you were feeling antsy. Andrew did say that it's nothing serious. But you hoped it wouldn't ruin what you want to do for him today.

After you both parted, Andrew immediately went to his room to quickly get his presents and arrive first at the garden. It'd be ugly if he arrived last, he thought.

The albino waits at the garden with trepidation, as he stands there holding your presents—a bouquet of your favorite flowers, and a present wrapped in a wrapper of your favorite color.

"Ah! Andrew, you're already here..."

He hears your voice and footsteps approach him. But why do you sound slightly disappointed? Oh no. No, it's too late to back out!

He feels your figure behind him and he preps himself. His hands slightly trembling from nervousness. He inhales, gathering up courage before turning around to face you, almost losing his balance.

"Y/N, Happy Valentine's Day!" Andrew shouts. Oh Lord, he didn't mean to be that loud. The grave keeper flushes in embarrassment while hanging his head low, and his eyes closed.

"Oh...I..."

He knew it. You're embarrassed for him, aren't you? He trembles in his stance, scared of what you'll say next.

But only your laughter was heard.

Andrew gulped. Were you making fun of him now? He looked up at you, confused and mortified.

But there you were in front of him, bathed in the sunlight peeking from the clouds. You were holding a bouquet of his favorite purple irises wrapped in a light pink wrapper and a gift wrapped Ina wrapper with heart patterns. You were laughing heartily.

To him, you looked breathtaking. It doesn't matter if you say you look like a mess or you're only wearing casual clothes. You looked beautiful.

"Ahaha! I was planning to surprise you first."

His mouth falls agape in shock and his blush deepens. What? "I–...those are for me?"

"Of course! Did you think I wasn't going to do anything for you today?" You asked, walking closer to him.

"I didn't think...well..." The grave keeper fumbles over his words.

You take the present you were carrying to your other arm so you could caress his cheek.

"Andrew, you mean the world to me. And I'd do anything to prove to you just how special you are." You say before pulling him down/tilting his head up to meet your lips–taking him in a sweet kiss.

The two of you part, breathless.

"I love you."

— DEMI

February 14th isn't just about Valentine's Day, it's also Demi's birthday! It's twice the celebration!

That is why you've been wracking up your brain trying to think of something to do for the lovely barmaid of the manor.

Perhaps you've been too stressed trying to come up with something since Demi kept trying to ask you what was wrong despite telling her that you're fine.

"You sure? Don't work yourself up too much, okay?" Demi says, combing her fingers through your hair.

If you didn't stop yourself, you might've fallen asleep from the gesture with the help of her voice that sounded like a lullaby to you after going through a frustration.

Really, what can you do for this beautiful woman?

What can you do?

That question never left you. Even as you wrote a newfound idea. The reason why your mind stays awake even though your eyes wanted to close that night.

The day after that, you started planning and preparing furiously. It almost intimidated the others around you. It was like you had grown another pair of arms as they witnessed you feverishly prepare something in the kitchen.

Demi had taught you how to mix drinks before. She was so passionate about teaching it to you that she even expressed that she anticipates your progress. In fact, in the future, once the both of you find Demi's brother, you plan to set up a bar run by Demi and you.

So you thought, why not mix a drink to show her how much you've improved? Paired up with a romantic dinner or lunch (whatever you prefer) date, prepared by your own hands.

That is what you've been trying to achieve in the kitchen. A mix that you could impress her with.

You felt giddy and nervous while making it. And those feelings never leave you even as you look at your own work on the special day.

A white table embroidered with floral patterns, two seats–that you made sure was comfortable to sit on, in front of it are the meals you've prepared, and in the middle of the table was a vase containing a few roses. The drink you've especially made was lying in your hands. You were still unsure, even after the million taste tests you did. It tasted fine but will it be good enough?

Demi was going to arrive here sooner or later. There's no time to panic or to alter things. You'll just have to make sure it goes well, and if it doesn't–you leave it up to date and hope for the best.

"Well, my. Is this all for me?"

You almost jumped out of your skin. The bottle in your hands almost shattered from your grip. But the presence behind you merely laughed.

"Yes–! Demi! Happy Birthday! …And Happy Valentine's day too!" You greeted, facing her sheepishly.

The barmaid chuckled once again. How precious you are, she thinks.

"And what's that?"She points at the porcelain bottle in your hands.

"Ah, well...I made it for you. It's a mix I made on my own. I hope you like it."

Demi grins wider. She rushed up to hug you and kissed your cheek. "Aw, geez. You've certainly outdone yourself. How can my present be as amazing as yours?"

What? You break away from her embrace. "What do you mean?"

Demi pulls a small red box adorned with a white ribbon from her pockets. You could smell the faint scent of chocolates and roses from it.

"I have something for you too." She says while handing it to you.

You shook your head, "But Demi, it's your special day today! You shouldn't have…"

"Ha! That's right. It's my birthday and I get to do what I want. And I chose to give you a gift." She declared, urging you to take the gift.

Her eyes narrowed and she gave you a sly grin, "You'll do anything for the birthday girl, right?"

You could only sigh as you gave up attempting to argue with her. Cradling the bottle on one of your arms carefully while you use your vacant hand to take her gift.

"Now let's dine in! I can't wait to try what you've made!" Demi grabbed your arm and pulled you with her as she rushed to the table.

"Ah–hold on!" You exclaim.

The rest of the time was filled with smiles and laughter as the two of you enjoyed your time together.

— NORTON

Look, he's broke. That is no secret. He would have never thought that a holiday, something he hardly think about, turns into a day he'll stress himself out on.

Everyone could see that the prospector is working harder to earn money than usual. That says a lot, because Norton has always been a hardworking individual. Others regarded this change as just desperation to conquer poverty quick.

Perhaps the said motive still stays true. It's what the prospector claims to the few people that asked him to atleast take a break. But what he's not telling is that it's always you that appears in his head as he works. How badly he wants to use his money to get you the riches you deserve to be pampered with. But dear, he needs that money to eat, that's why he's trying to earn more.

Actually, You and Norton aren't a thing yet. He's planning to confess to you this valentine's day—as cheesy as that may sound.

He wish he could give you more, really. But he hopes that these three red roses and chocolates in a heart shaped box is enough. It was the most popular gifts—and the cheapest.

Beneath the moody exterior that shouts "I don't care!" Is a heart that is nervous and wishing to love. He does in fact care, he does in fact love you.

Norton may not be able to afford certain things, but he could prove to you that he can give you all the love in the world. He just hopes that you'd give this poor man a chance.

Please? The plead repeats on his head as the pen writes an invitation for you to meet him at the garden on the day of valentine's.

Please? The word repeats on his head, his heart starts to beat faster as he approaches you with the gifts at hand.

"...I love you. I mean it." Please. Let me love you.

In front of him, you stand surprised. But what you did next shocked him even more.

You pulled your very own gifts and a love letter addressed to him from behind you.

You smiled warmly at him, something that felt like a comforting blanket after being in the cold for too long.

"I wanted to tell you the same thing! I–...I love you too." You confess, face flushing.

Norton stands, face blank but cheeks turning noticeably red. His eyes softened, and he let out an eased sigh.

"I have one more thing to give to you, actually." He says, moving closer to you.

"Wha–really? Norton that's–" You couldn't finish your sentence. Taken aback when he took your hands in his and put it in his chest. Where you could feel his heart racing despite his unbothered expression.

"My heart. It's yours." He says and captured your lips in his.

[ Happy Valentine's Day, Everyone! (*˘︶˘*).｡*♡ ]

[sleepingcup]

Asking out for a date while your working

Characters: Aesop Carl, Eli Clark, Naib Subedar, Norton Campbell, Mike Morton x Reader (Separate)

Game: Identity V (Modern Au)

Genre: Fluff

Summary: You are the manager at a cafe that was recently popular for a pure reason, you recently received customers who you recognized since high-school and university.

Aesop Carl

As much of an introvert as he is, he went out of his comfort zone just to check on you, he is the rarest customer you can ever get.

You honestly appreciate that he was here to see you, just be patient with him. But you swore that you saw red on his ears despite he was trying to keep a straight face yet he is hiding a smile.

You made sure that your cooking made Aesop happy. Although he is a picky eater on what meals he chooses, if it’s you Aesop won’t mind. He’d honestly appreciate that you really know his taste preferences and food balances, he doesn’t want a heavy meal.

You rarely see him smile so seeing it was pretty successful for you. He evenly decided to ask you out on a date without any hesitation or stammering before paying and leaving.

But it seems that as much as you are dense you are in a daze when the staff tells you that the pretty boy Aesop is asking you out on a date.

That is something that you were not expecting.

And yet you said yes to his invitation.

Poor Aesop, he was trying to contain his heartbeat including his blushing face once he is at home.

But in the end, he is extra happy when you are willing to go on a date with him. Who knows, he would give you a kiss on the cheek?

Eli Clark

He often visits you every time he finishes his work, and the staff often teases you that Eli is your lover. Of course, they were joking since he was handsome to have a girlfriend, but, you were not expecting him to show up just to visit you.

He was genuinely excited to see you, so you decided to let him take his time to order before you cook the food for him.

Although most of the cooking was Eli talking to you about “How are you?” or “Are you doing well in this job?” Mostly Eli’s concern and gives you the energy that you didn’t ask for but actually needed it.

But he would go out of his way to ask you out once he manage to get the timing right, that alone made you blush once you realize that he wanted to ask you out on a date.

Of course you would have to get use the staff teasing you about going on a date with Eli, then again that is also something that you are pretty much looking forward to.

Although you would need to make sure that the shift is finished, but you can be thankful to know that Eli was waiting for you.

Plus he made sure that the date went well, he made sure that you are comfortable, less stress, and mostly happy and romantic.

As a bonus part of the date, his pet owl Brooke Rose loves to nuzzle her feathers to your head as a sign of affection. Which Eli was struggling to not cry of happiness at the adorable sight.

Poor Eli, he is trying not to resist the temptation of giving you a hug and a kiss.

Naib Subedar

He visits you from time to time, but he mostly visits you in the early morning since he prefers pure peaceful silence rest assured that he will protect you.

Not only that he secretly enjoys the food that you made for him, Naib made sure that you are comfortable with your job. There are times where he often passes by the cafe just to make sure that you are still safe from harm, which you would need to explain the staff that Naib is there to keep an eye on you.

Then again one of the staff pointed out that you and Naib should REALLY go out on a date, they do have a point but you were not sure if he would really obliged.

One day Naib decided to ask you out on a date since he was told by his friends to ask you on a date, of course the man doesn’t have a good ideas about dating so he would need to adapt to something new.

And if you are wondering, you did say yes of his invitation to the date.

But the idealistic date went from eating to a restaurant was a place to a quiet relax place, have a picnic, and have a nice conversation with Naib which it was pretty romantic when you also include holding hands and feeling butterflies.

But once the date was over, Naib was hoping that he would invite you more to dating with him.

Norton Campbell

Funny, unlike Aesop, Eli, Naib, and Mike. Norton is your co-worker.

His visits are rare but he visits you during the afternoon, pretty much when you already know that he was the supplier carrying the stuff for restocking the cafe.

But in his free times he went out of his way to see you from time to time in the break room. You and Norton really do have a nice conversation from time to time but not really closer enough. While you were focusing on your job you didn’t noticed that Norton was staring at you from time to time and yet he didn’t have the chance to say it when the timing was worse.

One day you were working at the counter taking care of the cash register, and Norton decided to be your assistant.

The staff was trying to tell Norton to ask you out on a date, and yet he face shows that he needs to be paid extra for that to happen.

Till…. YOU decided to ask him out on a date.

He was surprised and yet tried his best to hide his flustered face while avoiding the laughter from the staff, but luckily he said yes.

You may not-no you DID noticed that Norton was VERY happy that you ask him out on a date. As a result he gave your head a kiss. Plus at the end of the shift you and Norton really had a good date at the restaurant, movie, and a sleepover at the 

Just be aware that he can be playful in the date.

Mike Morton

Well, that is interesting, he is one of your regular customers who arrive JUST FOR THE FOOD YOU MADE FOR HIM.

He would like to talk to you from time to time, like it would be something that he won’t mind wasting his time just to hang out with you. Although when he comes to you, it was extra tips for you from him like he is asking you to return the favor even if you barely do anything.

That alone never stop him from going near you just to get closer, even if it would be a restriction but never to you, after all he DID help you out behind the scenes on getting the customer’s opinions.

To return the favor is asking him out on a date.

Do you have any idea that would make him even happier.

He is willing to look forward for the date you manage to ask him out for, so it was the movies, live show watchings, and having a good time window shopping. It was one of his expectations when he clearly wanted to hang out with you.

Just like Norton, he is playful and flirty but he is the mixture of both for at least 100% of the time during the date, but be mindful that he can get protective at all times. After all he doesn’t want someone taking you away from him.

And if you manage to give him a kiss as a bonus for his reward, he won’t really hesitate to give you hugs and kisses as well. Plus he did want more PDA sooo.....good luck with that.

But don’t worry, he made sure that you actually enjoy his company.

[sreyaya]

|| Black Tulip!Norton Campbell x reader FLUFF ||

Summary: Late night shower and a guilty Norton after a loooonggg day~~

Word Count: 700 words

(A/n: there's an upcoming smut continuation where things get steamy;), check it out! But for non-smut enjoyer, enjoy the story!)

fluff under the cut!

Working late was nothing new for the prospector, Norton Campbell. As the esteemed winner of the "Nymph Award" costume event, he had been scheduled to countless matches. His charming yet gentle demeanor, and hardworking ethic had garnered him quite an adoring popularity. Tonight was no different, with a scheduled match against The Hermit, leading to lengthy matches.

His lover, [Name], waited indifferently in Norton's room. As the clock struck midnight, she glanced at the grandfather clock beside the entrance of the room, sighing as her eyelids grew heavy.

Time dragged on until, as the short hand of the clock crept towards one, the crimson door creaked open. Norton stepped in, looking every bit exhausted, smiling at the sight of his sleeping lover, he placed his hat and clanging buckle down on the table and gently kissed her forehead, caressing her hair tenderly, her face glowing divinely under the vivid moonlight.

"Norton... You're back," she mumbled, a soft yawn following.

Norton’s attire was disheveled, his best deduction costume from the previous year now dirty and worn. The half-buttoned shirt revealed toned muscles and abs, his ruffled hair giving him a rugged appeal. His soft yet smug smile made him look more handsome than ever. And the cherry on top was his golden eyes looking at her so lovingly.

"Let's get you to shower, hm?", the sleepy girl mentioned, dusting the leftover dust sitting on his attire

Norton kissed her forehead once more, then gently scooped her up from the soft bedding, carrying her to his bathroom. As the tub filled with warm water, Norton tenderly brushed the young lady's hair, up and down slowly, taking care of it's softness, asking every now and then about her day.

Warm baths with Norton is usually not a sexually intimate but soothing experience. The dim lighting and soft music create a tranquil atmosphere. Sitting close to the prospector, the water enveloping you both, gentle touches and hushed conversations make the moment special.

The both of them simply enjoy the serene silence together. The scent of eucalyptus from the bath salts adds to the calm, and occasional kisses and playful splashes brings joy.

"You know, you didn't have to join me here." Norton said with a sigh as he gently washed her hair. "You were already asleep, after all."

The young woman was quiet for a moment before responding, "I enjoy our moments together, you've been so busy lately, it's fine~"

Norton paused, a pang of sadness hit him coldly. He didn't want to make her feel lonely. "I'll take the day off. Do you have any plans for tomorrow?" he asked suddenly, cupping her cheeks from behind

She shook her head vigorously, yelling a loud NO when in reality, she truly wanted him there, back in her arms, cuddling under the satin sheets. The prospector could only chuffed quietly, pulling her in for a kiss, it was warm, everything felt warm for them.

"I'm sorry, my love," he whispered, drawing her in for another kiss. "sorry for neglecting you", he kissed again. "sorry for not asking you about how you're doing", he kissed once again. "sorry for everything, sorry for making you feel lonely", his last kiss, deeper than the others.

The kiss was long and tender, filled with genuine gesture. His soft-spoken words and gentle touch conveyed his sincerity, spreading a delicate pink across the girl's cheeks.

"I guess I don't have anything to do tomorrow," she managed to mutter, her voice barely audible.

"Then it's settled," Norton replied, a soft smile playing on his lips as he looked into her eyes. "You mean more to me than every important match, more than all the diamonds in the mines. Let me love you, [Name]," he continued with a tender tone, wrapping his arms around her smaller frame, kissing her shoulders ever so lovingly.

The embrace was warm and reassuring, a silent promise of his devotion. She nestled into his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, a comforting reminder of his presence. Despite the challenges that came with having a popular lover, moments like these made everything worthwhile. Having a loving partner was worth more than anything in the world, sitting there, enveloped in each other's warmth, the world outside felt like it had faded away.

(A/n: i'll be writing the smutty continuation soon~ Thanks for reading!)

[moles-hideout]

Norton Campbell x Male! S/o college au!

Tw: Hints of NSFW, fighting (not really but still)

Tags: College au, Established Roommates, Established relationship, Fluff, Crack

A/N: This just very self indulgent tee hee :3

You and Norton have been best friends since Junior high. You two had been together through thick and thin, no matter what life threw at you. You two were inseparable, having each other's back at any time. (Even bailing Norton out of jail once but shhh)

To be clear, Norton is not someone who can be easily approached due to his infamous extreme mood swings but no one would have ever imagined that Norton would have a lover up until now. It felt almost natural for the both of you though. No matter what challenges you two face, you both always find a way support and uplift each other. You've celebrate many achievements together and provide a shoulder to lean on during tough times. The loyalty and care you two have for each other can never be replicated so easily.

Currently, you both graduated with a bang, got into your dream college and are now living in the dorms as roommates. Both of you having shared countless adventures and secrets through out your lives and ever since living together, it made the two of you even closer, to see each other's quirks and flaws. The other students really question if you two are just roommates or an old married couple.

Inside the dorm room, it's covered in a colorful mess of post-it notes with sweet messages, silly doodles, and inside jokes. It's their way of communicating and brightening each other's days. And in random occasions, you two leave love notes that are hidden in the most unexpected and odd places, like inside shoes or inside the cereal, keeping the romance alive in your everyday lives.

One of your favorite things about living together is the silly and weird traditions you two created. From weekend movie marathons to impromptu Mario kart competitions in the living room. Not to mention the endless prank war you two have, from putting plastic bugs in the shower to scaring each other during a scary movie, these traditions and antics have led to countless fond moments of laughter and bonding.

You two created a ridiculous number of nicknames for each other, some of which make no sense to anyone else but for you two, it's filled with love and whacky inside jokes.

Although, there are some downsides with living together. Mornings are a whirlwind of chaos as you two rush around trying to get ready for work or to class, often accidentally grabbing each other's clothes or toothbrushes in the rush.

One time, you accidentally took Norton's jacket to class and your professor (definitely not Luchino) teased you about it teehee.

We all know that Norton is frugal and thrifty, from extreme couponing to bargaining for half a prize. He wants to take you out for a dinner date in a very expensive restaurant? It now costs a fraction of what it was originally priced. Planning to go to that one very expensive amusement park? You bet your sweet ass he'll be surfing on the internet to find online discounts. "NonNon doesn't this [insert item here] cost $150?" "Oh yeah, I got a discount. I got it for $59." "I beg your pardon?-" "Then beg."

One time Norton got a call from one of your friends at the party you were attending, they've called to tell him to go pick your drunk ass up. Once he arrives, he sees you biting someone's ankle like an animal. (He had to tie you up to stop your reign of chaos.)

But your favorite part of the day, is where nighttime comes. Where the stress of the day leaves you both as a sense of peace and comfort replaces it.

There are times when words aren't necessary – just being around each other brings a sense of calm and happiness, you two find solace in each other's presence even in silence. You two can spend hours together simply reading working on their hobbies or just cuddling on the couch without needing to fill the silence with words. Sometimes, you both share vulnerable moments confess secrets and offer each other support. There's no need for words in such, for you both already know what the other is feeling after all. And it's already enough.

Hihihiiii thanks for reading my first hcs, I'm still trying to juggle school work and making hcs so please be a bit patient with me darlings! (⁠づ⁠｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡⁠)⁠づ

[sandwichfordinner]

Norton Campbell request 🔔 ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁 !

Tumblr does the same thing as it did back in summer, doubles the scenarios at the beginning and idk what’s their problem, so this is the 5th time editing this , and I had to remove the post because it was so awkward a for me to keep with those double and removed scenarios. Anyways enjoy

ꕤ*.ﾟ type: fluff , warnings: none! , gn! Reader

Before you started dating him

I wonder how did you pull this guy. He is so confused about it too.. What did you find attractive in him?? Are you using him for something?? What if its a joke-

A lot of overthinking during the relationship with you. He has been dating a woman before but things didn’t work as he thought about her. And because of this he has trust issues now.

He does like you! But he is unsure about his feelings , please give him some time to think about it because these questions roaming in his head just makes him really closed person towards you. He’s not even good with showing his emotions, of course he has them but it’s quite difficult for him to show them. He’s mostly with his blank stare or the tired one. But when it comes for him liking.. no.. loving someone he will be blushing a little and tries his best to not show it.

If you’re a kind person you will be getting more chance of getting close to him. At first he doesn’t avoid you he just doesn’t seem interested in you to start a conversation, well there can be times where he can try to start a little talk but he ends it quickly. I swear he is very friendly when you get to know him better.

He just loves receiving gifts , so you can keep that in mind.

Gift him, greet him with a warm smile (gets shocked when you are acting really nicely towards him, because barely people like you show him kindness and he is used to being treated badly) and more positive things.

Dating you

Now when he started dating you he was quite nervous, but he knew that you were kind enough to be trusted. It was too complicated for him to explain. Just give him lots of affection and he will be red in the face, especially if you had lipstick on while showering his face with kisses.

Please PLEASE hold this man he is so touch starved but doesn’t want to show it. It just makes him weak even if you hold his hand. But that was at the beginning of the relationship, later on when he got more comfortable he was the opposite of being the nervous person. Well he was a little nervous from time to time but not like before as I said.

You will often see him smile when he sees you because you’re just so perfect and he is so lucky to be with a person like you. He is a small spoon and a little bit big spoon , BUT he prefers being the small one.

His love languages are Physical touch , Quality time and receiving gifts. He just loves spending every second with you and he doesn’t regret it. One hug and he is happy and already melting in your touch. Remember how I said that he loves receiving any gifts? He especially loves receiving from you. And he loves gifting you too, maybe like little crystals he found , or just something he has found around the manor or in match. Makes sure it’s good quality and stuff. And yes he tries his best so your gift to be perfect. Isn’t really a big fan of handmade things , he just doesn’t want to gift you poor presents, he wants really good looking for his perfect lover!! But if you gifted him handmade things he would still keep it. (All of them are put around his room)

Not a big fan of pda but doesn’t mind it. He still needs at least a kiss doesn’t matter if it’s publicly before he starts a match.

Just imagine this guy singing a Spanish songs to you while holding the most beautiful bouquet of flowers and dressed fancy and looking at you lovingly. It’s like that scene when a guy sings a song in front of his girlfriend’s house and she happily listens to him while she’s on the balcony. Yeah but that’s you and Norton. Listen he can get very silly.

Also loves you so much because you’re not afraid of his scars. He was so scared to show them because he thought you will refer him as a monster. But when you saw them you actually didn’t mind his scars?? You would kiss his scars (pls why does this sounded so weird) and tell him how handsome he is, please he is about to cry.

Tall asf, he would be that type of boyfriend that surprises you with piggybacks. I mean he is really strong too so you’re like a feather when he picks you up.

Norton our babygirl 🔥

[sinisteryanderescribe]

Hello I'm curious on how Norton comfort Nurse Reader?

Norton comforting Nurse Reader pls?

Note: Hello dear sorry it took long I was very sick and had a lot of personal issues going on.

Depths Of Comfort

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The echoes of the match still reverberated through the manor, a haunting reminder of the fear and pain that had unfolded in the twisted corridors. You sat in your room, the flickering candlelight casting dancing shadows on the walls, your breaths ragged and hands trembling from the harrowing experience you had just endured.

Norton, stood at the threshold of your room, his gaze fixed on you with a mix of concern and understanding. Without a word, he crossed the room to stand beside you, his presence a grounding force in the midst of turmoil.

In the dimly lit room, the male reached out a calloused hand to gently rest on your shoulder, his touch surprisingly gentle for someone accustomed to the rough terrain of the manor. In that simple gesture, you felt a rush of emotions - relief, vulnerability, and a flicker of hope that you weren't alone in your pain.

With a silent nod, he settled beside you, his presence a comforting weight at your side. There was no need for words between you, for in the shared silence lay a deep understanding that transcended the horrors you had faced in the match. It was a connection forged in the depths of the manor, where words often failed to convey the magnitude of the trials you endured.

As you struggled to steady your racing heart and quell the rising tide of emotions, Norton's steady presence was a lifeline in the darkness. His hand found yours, fingers intertwining in a silent pact of solidarity and support, a promise that you didn't have to face the aftermath alone.

You found solace in Norton's quiet strength, a beacon of light in the shadows of the manor. His unwavering presence spoke volumes, offering a sense of comfort and understanding that cut through the chaos and fear that lingered in the air.

Norton remained by your side, a steadfast companion in the aftermath of the match. His role as a miner shone through in the way he navigated the complexities of your emotions, much like he would navigate through the treacherous passages of the manor, with caution and determination.

As you sat there, enveloped in the quiet comfort of Norton's presence, you couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for his unwavering support in the aftermath of the match. Though the black haired man hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to navigate the unfamiliar territory of offering comfort and solace to someone in need.

Despite his lack of experience with overt displays of affection, Norton's actions spoke volumes. Sensing your need for reassurance, he leaned in slightly, his presence a steady anchor in the storm of emotions that swirled around you. In a rare moment of vulnerability, Norton's usual guarded expression softened, revealing a glimpse of the caring soul that lay beneath the surface.

Taking a deep breath, Norton tentatively wrapped an arm around your shoulders, a gesture both tentative and sincere. The warmth of his touch seeped through you, a silent reassurance that you were not alone in your struggles. It was a small yet profound act of comfort, one that transcended the barriers Norton had built around himself.

Feeling the weight of his arm around you, you couldn't help but lean into his touch, seeking solace in the simple act of human connection. Norton's presence, though unfamiliar in its tenderness, offered a sense of security and understanding that you desperately needed in that moment of vulnerability.

As the night deepened, Norton's instinctive need to provide comfort and solace to you grew stronger, overcoming his usual reservations about physical touch. With a subtle yet determined resolve, he gently lifted you from your seat, cradling you in his arms with a surprising ease that belied his strength as a miner.

Moving you to his lap, he settled you against his firm chest, his arms encircling your waist in a protective embrace. The contrast between his rugged exterior and the tenderness of his actions created a sense of safety and warmth that enveloped you in a cocoon of comfort.

Feeling his breath against your neck as he nuzzled his nose and face into your hair, a wave of shyness and flustered warmth washed over you. The unexpected intimacy of his touch, though not overtly sexual, stirred a gentle flutter in your chest, a mix of vulnerability and gratitude for his unspoken support.

In response to his touch, you placed a hand on his thigh, a soft and subtle gesture of reciprocity. The contact was a silent acknowledgment of the connection that had formed between you, a wordless reassurance that his touch was welcomed and reciprocated in kind.

With your hand resting on his thigh, you felt the tension in Norton's frame ease slightly, a subtle sign of his own need for comfort and closeness. In that quiet moment of shared intimacy, surrounded by the hushed stillness of the room, you found solace in the unspoken bond that had formed between you.

As the ex-miner held you close, his touch a balm to your weary soul, you closed your eyes and allowed yourself to lean into his embrace, finding a sense of peace and security in the strength of his arms. The gentle rhythm of his breathing against your neck, the warmth of his body enveloping you, created a sanctuary of comfort in the midst of the chaos that had unfolded in the manor.

“Norton…” you would whisper softly, loving how his lean yet strong arms wrapped around your small form in a sort of protective yet intimate manner.

The said male would not respond but a soft raspy grunt followed by a hum. A way of informing you to stay quiet and relax on him…you knew him too well to be able to understand his language of communication.

[fishermanshook]

LOVELANGUAGE.com (Suvivors! x gn!reader)

# day 6 w/ @philomena-propellente ‘s valentines event! , cut 4 length , grammar and spelling warning

INTRO

You just started dating them, and now it’s your job to figure out just how they show their undying love for you.

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The Prospector 

Norton doesn’t have the money to buy or get you anything fancy. It hurts his heart a little because he would love to splurge a bit on you, but also being stuck in a dangerous manor game doesn’t help either of your situations. (Especially when you are low on clues to get food…)

Norton’s love language is Physical Touch. This man is (already) all over you from the beginning to the end of your relationship. He just loves the way you feel in his arms and it makes him feel a tone better.

You should also make sure to reciprocate these actions. Norton will probably feel even more loved by you knowing that you want to touch him as well.

Please hold this man gently in your hands as he rests his head on your lap.

The Journalist

Alice most likely has her time slots filled with random things she has to get done, so as her partner, she would like you to understand and accept the fact that she can’t spend a lot of time around or with you. What she can do, are Acts of Service.

What she lacks in time management she makes up for in getting things done for you. Too tired to grab your laundry? She’s on it. Need a snack but you're too lazy to go and get it? She’ll be right back babe. And as a last resort, she would take your place in a match for you. ONLY if something bad has come up and the two of you have discussed every possible route you can take. (and only if you promise to heal her up + kiss her bandages.)

Alice adores every part of you and she seems like one to not fall very easily. So be thankful and glad to have someone like her in your life, and don’t take her for granted.

Please be gentle with her cuts and bruises as you heal her back up again.

The Mercenary 

Naib loves his alone time as much as he loves you, and he loves you a lot. Like Alice, you have to understand that he sometimes needs to be on his own for the time being. You search for him if you’d like, but he’d rather only wish you do if it’s an emergency. He will seek you out when he wishes for you to see you. (and that’s often.)

Naib seems like he would also dabble in Acts of Service. He’d do a lot for you, free of charge. Well, as long as you’ll cuddle him later. (Maybe make him something sweet?) The Mercenary would go as far as to kill for you, but would only wish to resort to this if necessary.

Naib is a man of few words and has his walls up at all times. (Like someone else I know… *cough cough* GANJI *cough cough*) You’ve managed to worm into his heart and he doesn’t plan on letting go any time soon.

Please hold this man in your arms when he inevitably wakes up from his recurring nightmares.

Cheerleader

Lily can be easily described as a bundle of energy just waiting to be released. She’s a great company and fills any void of loneliness in your bones. She is bright, funny, and overall an amazing person.

Lily has been cheering on others her entire life. Encouraging her brother as she watched him climb the ranks is a fond memory of hers and is cherished deeply. For these and many other reasons, Lily’s love language is Words of Affirmation.

To think that Lily’s enthusiasm would lack or stop when it came to you is just silly. If anything, it grows even stronger. You become her motivation to take on the day and the challenges that come with it. To run for her life if it meant she gets to see you at the exit game waiting for her arrival.

Please cheer her on as well, she needs you just as much as you need her.

The Seer

Eli should have predicted this, should’ve known he would fall head over heels for someone in the manor. But at last, you can’t change the past, or the future. Eli’s learned that the hard way. So while you're here with him now, let him bask in the light you radiate.

Eli Clark is one for Words of Affirmation alongside Physical Touch. Your skin is warm against his and envelops him completely. The Seer has always kept you close to him. Whether it be his hand entangled in yours, an arm around your waist, or anything else, he enjoys keeping you close to him.

Eli knows how words can affect people, so he always tries to compliment you when he can. Your outfit, your match performance, anything, and everything gets a smile and a nice compliment from him.

Please let this man wrap his arms around your waist as he hums an unrecognizable song in your ears.

The Priestess

Fiona is a self-proclaimed devotee to her god, but nowadays, she finds her devotion slipping. Her faith, disintegrating into ashes the longer she’s stuck in here. It’s given her a lot of time to think, but it’s also given her more time to spend with you. To forget about the unknown wonders of the world and just embrace your presence in its entirety.

Fiona Gilman’s love language is undoubtedly Quality Time.  She enjoys nothing more than to spend time with you outside the games. She doesn’t mind what or who it’s with, just that you're there. She also seems like she’s a sucker for picnics. Just the two of you is best, but if you insist on having others then that’s fine as well.

The Priestess has spent most of her days devoting herself to her religion and belief, which you don’t shame her for. She knows that her beliefs may not align with others, but she appreciates that you don’t give her crap about it. If she ever does find her faith in her god restoring, she would love to show you some of her practices.

Please accompany her on walks long after your curfew with only the stars as your witnesses.

ADDED BONUS’! 

 Bloody Queen

Mary was born with wealth and nobility to her name, she knows the power money has over people and the influence it can make. So she more than understands the currency of this strange manor. Not that she’s complaining though, she has more than enough clues and fragments to last a lifetime.

Mary Kriegburg's love language is Gifting. She has the clues too, so why not splurge on a new outfit for her daring? It’s the best way for her to show you that no amount of money can compare to the love that floods her unbeating heart.

If you do end up gifting something back to her, handmade or bought, she will cherish it. It may seem that Mary doesn’t like the handmade doll you made of her, but she sleeps with it during the nights you can’t accompany her. Her bed does feel cooler without you.

Please cherish everything she gives you, as she will do the same for you.

 The Photographer

Joseph doesn't get to see you often, as the two of you have your respective matches you're forced to perform in. And for whom? You'll never know. When your games are done for the day, he'll choose to seek you out. While he does prefer his own alone time, he wishes to be with you.

Joseph Desaulniers's love language has to do with Quality Time. He spends his time wisely so that he can save more for when both of you are available. The Photographer enjoys afternoon tea parties with you. Talk about anything or keep your mouth shut, he won't mind either. Your presence warms his dead body and it's such a welcoming feeling for the man that he yearns for it.

Joseph has already lost his brother in an already tragic manner, the Photographer keeps you close to ensure you don't meet an unexpected demise while he's not there. No, he doesn't want you to go back to your dorm room yet. Just stay by him for a moment longer and let him know you're not going anywhere one last time.

Please soak up the sun with him as he takes another picture of you.

note: RAHHHHHH I LOVE THIS (don’t come at me if you thought different love languages for them okay 😭)

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@ It's love only when my heart flutters

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I do ;; Fluff Angst Suggestive/NSFW Prompts All relationship dynamics Canon x reader Male reader Female reader

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✓ Dazai Osamu, Fyodor Dostoevsky, Nikolai Gogol, Fukuzawa Yukichi, Yukito Ayatsuji, Jouno Saigiku, Tecchou Suehiro, Edgar Allan Poe, Chuuya Nakahara, Doppo Kunikida, Sakunosuke Oda. (Subject to change)

✓ Orpheus Deross, Frederick Kreiburg, Norton Campbell. (Subject to change)

✓ Kento Nanami. (Subject to change)

Other fandoms possibly soon..?

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Hello, as for a part of a request you can call me funky. I made this blog out of boredom so there's no guarantee that I'll be online most of the time. But I'll keep request open and eventually write the request, so be patient!

I mainly wrote for smut and fluff, but I'm not opposed to writing angst.

Reminders that English is not my first language.

Request

Closed!

Fandom I wrote for is currently only

Identity V!

(But I'll make sure to add more in the future.)

General request rules -

- Minors dni

- this blog is a dom!reader blog, and I'm not comfortable writing the opposite

- be patient, although I'll try to finish the request in one day it doesn't mean it'll always works out

- i WON'T be writing for gore, scat and piss kink, r#pe, or anything that contains S@ and SH.

Characters I love to write for -

Norton Campbell

Naib Subedar

Luca Balsa

Andrew Kreiss

Victor Grantz

Ganji Gupta

Mike Morton

Aesop Carl

Emil Mesmer

(I'm also fine with writing anyone that's not in this list as long as they're not minors!)

That's all for now, hope you have a great day/night! ^^