warnings! slight suggestive content, fluff, angst
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"Ah..." Rui's voice was quiet as he pulled back the curtains covering the windows of his room. Outside, the rain was relentless, pouring down seemingly endlessly and filling the room with the sound pitter-pattering raindrops. His amber eyes seemed to sparkle as he turned to glance at where you sat on his plush bed, yawning. "Looks like you'll have to stay the night."
"Eh?" You glanced up at the male, eyes widening. "S-Stay the night??"
The purple-haired man shrugged, a smile playing at his lips. "It's either that or~" He gestured toward the ongoing torrent outdoors. "Having to walk home though that."
"But-"
"It'll be fine~ After all, there isn't any school tomorrow, so I don't see why not... unless you have some other unknown motives?" Rui smirked at you as he strided over next to you, sitting at your side.
"It's not that..." You felt your face grow warm at his accusation. As subtly as you could, you cleared your throat and turned back to Rui. "But my parents would get mad at me..."
"I'll text them." Rui smiled at you, still waiting for you to come up with a better excuse. "They'll understand, and they'd trust an all straight-a's student~"
You highly doubted his statement, but protested nonetheless. "But there's only one bed-"
"But there are multiple sleeping bags. You take the bed, and I'll take the ground. How about it? And if you get too cold, we could always share one~" Rui didn't take his gaze off of you, his golden eyes watching your every embarrassed movement. Your face flushed at the sensation of someone watching you, but you felt something inside of you cave in.
"Alright..." you half-sighed, half-said, slumping your shoulders. You were way too tired to be dealing with this. "Whatever then. Let's do it."
"Do it?" Rui's smirk never let his face as his expression only grew more cocky. "My, my, already becoming that suggestive, are we?"
Face burning at his nonchalant words, you whipped around to face him, which you were avoiding before. Pouting, you glared up at him accusingly. "You know that's not what I meant!!"
"Maybe I do, maybe I don't. Now then, if you've calmed down enough, let's get ready for bed, shall we? I would cook dinner... but you know how that'd go..."
Still mildly seething, you managed to recall the last time Rui tried to bake something, instantly shuddering at the thought. "Let's not relive that."
Rui silently agreed, which was almost funny, since the two of you had hardly agreed on anything the past few days. The two of you bustled about the house, opening cabinets and grabbing fluffy blankets and snacks. As you wrestled the sleeping bag out of the case, you spotted Rui smuggling more than a few packs of grape soda candy along with the collected snack pile, but you decided to keep silent.
The two of you were nice and comfy, Rui being on the floor and you laying on his bed at his insistence. You had wrapped yourself up in several warm blankets and Rui merely had one draped over his shoulders. As the rain outside ceaselessly pelted down from the sky, Rui glanced up at you expectantly.
"Hey." His voice was soft, so much so you almost didn't catch it.
"Hm?" Rolling around, you peeked down at him. "Need something?"
"You were with Toya yesterday. Toya Aoyagi." Rui's tone was still gentle, but not so much as before. "Why?"
Blinking, you replied with an air of confusion. "Ah... because he's my friend?" Not really understanding his question, you settled back and waited until Rui found the words to elaborate more.
"Friend... just a friend?" His question is short, but it took you aback.
"Well, yeah..." Still startled, you rambled on. "I have lots of friends, you know. Not just him. There's Akito and Tsukasa and Mizuki and Haruka... I could name a lot." You let out a quiet, airy laugh. "Why do you ask?"
Rui smiled, an expression without any malice or suspicious motives. Instead, he just seemed... sad. His daffodil colored eyes were pained as he stared up at you, whispering, "Am I just a friend to you too?"
"...What?"
"A friend. You said you had a lot of friends. Am I one of them?"
"Of course-" You cut yourself off as you saw Rui's resting figure slump. "But..." Still struggling to find the right words, you patted the pillow beside you. "Here. Lay here first, and then I'll explain."
Rui didn't hesitate, but he didn't say a word to you either. Slowly, he got up, blanket trailing behind him, and eased his way onto the mattress. Filling the space to your right, he trained his eyes on you. "I'm waiting."
Nodding, you tried to swallow the fear bubbling about and stopped your hands from wavering. "Rui... the question you asked... it's actually something I think about a lot too. S-Sometimes... I feel like we're just friends - y'know - during play rehearsals or lunch break. But other times..." Your voice trailed off, tone shaky. "Other times, when it's just the two of us, I can feel myself blush and I can hear my heart pound. I'm not an idiot, Rui. I-I know what this means... and I've been putting off saying this for a long time. Longer than I should've. And for that, I'm sorry. I'm sorry if I hurt you." You couldn't trust yourself to say anymore, afraid of saying something you shouldn't, afraid of saying something that would ruin, well, everything.
Rui stayed silent for a long time. So long that you were beginning to fear that he had fallen asleep, and right when you were about to call out his name, he spoke.
"Is that how you feel? Is that your answer?" In the dark of the room, you couldn't make out anything more than the movement of his lips.
"Yes."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Then you'll let me do this, won't you?"
And just like that, the rain stopped. Moonlight streamed through the windows, illuminating the room with a glow. On rhythm, Rui turned to you, eyes shimmering. He pulled you close, so tightly you could hardly breathe, and stole your breath away as his lips met yours. Everything is warm - too hot. Rui doesn't seem to notice, nor does he seem to care, and you might as well not care either as the purple-haired male cups your cheeks and brings your head to meet his. Warmth surges through your body as your heartbeat echoes in your ears. It's fast, almost unbelievably so, but it's easy to forget it when Rui is right in front of you. His golden eyes gleam as he closes the space between the two of you again, and this time, you can feel a smile gracing his lips. And in your ear, you can barely hear him whisper three words:
"I love you."
masterlist ✩
During an interview, the manor guests suddenly get a question about you.
this is def an experimental format!! i got this idea while reading the character letters. in the POV of an unknown interviewer (not reader). reader uses they/them.
🔗⚰️📰🔮❤️🩹💉🌪️✂️🍀🩰🔫🪡🤹🧲🦋🐍
Q. Could you describe your relationship with (Y/N)?
🔗 Ada - "Yes, that's my lover. I would say our relationship falls within the typical scope of that sort of thing. Of course, I believe we share something special, but everyone does when they're in love, don't they?" She covers all her bases in one decisive breath, leaving little room for me to comment.
⚰️ Aesop sits perfectly upright, fingers threaded at his knees. His eyes drift to the side and he seems to begin speaking mid-thought. "I had... cautioned myself not to upset their perception of me," he explains. "But they pried, and stayed, regardless of what they found... For that, I'm grateful."
📰 Alice has kept a sharp eye on me the entire time, but it's at this question that she drops the formalities. "I wasn't aware you would be prying into my personal affairs. Where did you learn that name?" Her frankness pins me in place. For some reason, I end up apologizing.
🔮 Eli can't help a sheepish smile from blooming across his face. "Well, truthfully... I don't use this term lightly, but they might be the love of my life." He has been consistently grounded with his responses, so I'm surprised to catch him flustered, however subtle it is. Personally, I'm touched.
❤️🩹 Emil considers for a moment. He doesn't meet me in the eye, instead pinning his gaze on nowhere in particular. A faint smile ghosts his lips. After a while, he answers, simply, "Safe."
💉 Emily's hands are folded neatly on her lap. At the mention of that name, her shoulders tense, but she otherwise maintains her composure. "Someone I trust." Her answer is vague and cautious, but acceptable. I'll try to uncover a deeper meaning behind that 'trust'.
🌪️ Ithaqua - "Mine." He is curt and to the point. Yours? I echo, hoping he'll elaborate. His head tilts to the side, and while I can't see the face behind his mask, a sense of dread suddenly overcomes me. I decide not to press further.
✂️ Jack stretches out his hand of blades, flexing each finger in front of him. I can't deny the cold sweat that drips down my spine just by being in his presence. "May I respond with a question of my own?" he says to me. "Suppose a butterfly loses its way, and winds up caught in a spider's web. Wouldn't you agree that the more it writhes and struggles, the more exhilarated the spider becomes?" I don't have the courage to hear out the rest of this analogy.
🍀 Lucky - "I've always been known as a pretty lucky guy, but the luckiest day of my life was when I met them! I remember it was the—" He drags me down a long-winded story about their life together. I get the idea. Eventually I'm forced to cut him off.
🩰 Margaretha twirls a curl of hair, a meek blush dusting her cheeks. "Have you ever been in love before? You're never prepared for the magic of it all. I feel a new rush with them everyday. I know, realistically, all good things come to an end, so I tried to remind myself to expect the worst, but they've proven over and over that... I'll never feel safer than in their arms." After rambling for some time, a look of surprise flashes across her face. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to go off like that. Oh, but I've just never met someone who feels so much like true love before."
🔫 Martha doesn't miss a beat. "Sorry, I don't know anyone by that name." I look down to double-check the name written in her file. Her watchful gaze follows my line of sight. Are you sure? I try. "Must've been some confusion somewhere," she insists. The next day, I realize all my files on her and (Y/N) have gone missing.
🪡 Matthias - "Wh-What?" he starts, but keeps going before I can repeat the question. "Oh, uh, an ally, I guess." Well, I gathered that much. When I press for more details, his head sinks low, fingers grasping at the armrest. "I don't know what they saw in me. Was it out of pity?"
🤹 Mike's eyes light up and he blinds me with a contagious smile. "(Y/N)'s a sneaky one, and I mean it—they've got me under the trickiest spell of all. Guess what happens every time I think about them?" Egged on by his grin, I take the bait. You get lovesick? I guess. Suddenly, he tosses a handful of butterfly glitter in my face. "I get butterflies!" Very funny, I sigh, exasperated with these carnies. Why did he have that on hand in the first place?
🧲 Norton leans back in his chair, scowling. "What's that got to do with anything?" He snaps a couple times in my face, urging me to "stay on topic." It's hard to say if this question struck a nerve, as he's been uncooperative for most of this interview, but my suspicions point me to prod further. After all, it'd have been much easier if he just said he didn't know them.
🦋 Vera's face contorts into a leery, hostile glower. "Why do you ask that?" Before I can say anything to mitigate the rising tension, she catches herself, and her expression softens slightly. "I'm sorry. That's... someone quite dear to me, so your question took me by surprise."
🐍 Yidhra's follower goes pale, clearly unnerved. "She won't answer that," she tells me through shallow breaths. "Th-This isn't my place to say, but I'd advise you not to involve yourself with that person." As if on cue, I get a sensation I can only describe as a hand slowly wrapping around my neck. It disappears when I move to scratch it. Must've been my imagination.
Genre: Fluff/Platonic (Be aware of the friendzone)
Source Image: Identity V owns that picture, it is used at the event.
Summary: You are the store assistant from the owner Emma Woods, tending to the store especially in the middle of the night. But one night you were not expecting something from your client...
Note: I added Emma to this headcanon since she is the owner of the shop. So you can consider that she is an additional route.
Although you know how sinister he is, that won't stop him from greeting you "Happy Valentine's Day."
He gave you the product he purchased but you were not expecting that he also gave you a rose he bought for himself the other day.
He did had a polite chat with you and know that you are the reason why he was in a good mood. As a reward he offered you to go on a hang out with him to a cafe that serves delicious chocolate there.
Sure he is sassy, sure he is greedy and a bit of an angsty. You might find yourself catching you off guard when he ask you to go on a date with him for food.
Of course, he will be asking you to pay him money since he liked to be a rich person.
However there are times where he does want to get closer to you. You may not see it but he was making sure that you are safe and not harmed, just be aware that you might want to pay him in return...
Unfortunately, he has a lover and he doesn't want to cheat on his lover Ada once you found out about his relationship. However Emil gave you a friendly card so the thought counts.
There might be a day that you would talk to Ada and Emil but something tells you to give them their space.
Tip of the day: Don't steal their lover.
A shy timid girl she is, but was honestly flattered when you wanted to have a nice time with her over a cup of hot chocolate.
You would often find her staring at you from the distance and yet she just wanted to show you her wares about what she wanted to show. Yet again you two did talk about that with interesting ideas.
At the end of the night she had a good time and gave you a nice hug before exiting the store. She was once shy but she was actually happy to have fun with you.
He is shy but his buddy Wick was there to keep you company. It was a nice hang out with him that you might catch him blushing when he is having too much fun.
Plus Victor gave you a letter that indicates his appreciation towards you, it was a very sweet letter that you gave him your gift for free.
Be prepared for a long letter chat from him from time to time.
He arrived to your store just to have a conversation with you over a cup of hot tea about deep dark conversations. Knowing him, he knows that you talk too much but it really caught his attention to hear a different opinion.
The hang-out was actually enjoyable for the both of you while watching the snow falling slowly.
But once it was time for him to go home, he gave you his rose from his breast pocket telling you that he was fond of talking about deep conversations with you before leaving.
Your owner aka boss decided to hang out with you just for a simple hang out. Talking about businesses but also about what type of flowers that she wanted to bring to the store.
She was enjoying herself talking about various new types of flowers that she started talking about having a greenhouse at the side of the store for sight seeing or a mini garden.
Seeing her that happy makes you want to work hard for her, and yet Emma actually appreciates you for the chat and hot chocolates for the night.
@ virgin Nikolai anon: maybe he’s never had sex with another person (because they’re all freaked out and find him weird) but he’s fucked pretty much every object imaginable. Pillows, furniture, fruit— anything. I bet he’s humped a tree once.
(Jk he’s not a virgin, he visits glory holes on a regular basis)
true. he fucked every object possible. he fucked me. i am an obje—
la la la
My last post reminded me of a time I tried to make an idv themed otome game with some oomfs (it never went anywhere). It was specifically for the hunters but we had an honorary Norton route bc this is nortons world LOLL
This was in ~2019 so we had a quarter of the current roster, and no manor lore💀 I think we went with the idea that all the hunters are ghosts but for the sake of kissing them they could have temporary physical forms if they choose to. The heroine was a maid who's kinda lousy at her job but the hunters were sick of being trapped in this dusty musty roach motel so they hire her cos she's all that they can find 😔
Anyway. I was in charge of Wu's route and the premise was like -> only one of them can be out of their umbrella at a time -> they realized they could finally talk to each other again by leaving messages with her -> she was lowkey thirdwheeling whatever they had going on and got fed up so she started tampering with their messages -> accidentally made them both fall in love with her
LMFAOO
scaramouche is so freaking hilarious to me cause like. look at him. he's a short man with so much rage. he's famously very pretty when he's not snarling at you. he wears an ostentatious hat that can be seen from a mile away. he was 'set free' by his mom/creator for having a heart then proceeded to spend the next five centuries looking for one. he was adopted by a bunch of swordsmiths when found in the wild. he knows how to make a sword as he was taught by the best professional swordsmoths of his country. he knows how to take care of babies and small children, even if they're sick. he also knows how to make a nation collapse on itself and gained a whole moniker out of it. those qualities somehow exist simultaneously. he killed the entirety of raiden gokuden but spared the descendant of the man he thought had betrayed him because even then he held love in his heart for him. he literally endured dottore's mad experiments for probably centuries. he's been to the abyss. he figured out that Teyvat's sky is fake. he straight up reached into the tree of life and erased himself so that he could reverse the fate of those he had wronged. not even vengeance. that wasn't even priority, no he wanted to save the ones he loved. when that didn't work he accepted his memories and decided to work on atonement and vengeance. at the same time. he enrolled in the akademiya – the highest educational facility in Teyvat – by getting into an argument with a bunch of researchers because he has to have the last word. he woke up in a fantasy world and scoffed at the prophecy handed to him. he saved the replica of one of Gold's most dangerous creations by saying 'you need head pats, friends and therapy'. he then proceeded to give the head pats, friendship and therapy to his baby-sized dragon friend. he wakes up everyday and chooses violence, then somehow managed to be kind anyway.
he's so funny. I love him so much.
May I ask for some yandere Headcanon with Andrew and an SO that has been kidnapped ?
Hope you're doing good 👍
Yeah I’m doin sorta okay- allergies are kicking my ass rn. Considering adding some new fandoms to the masterlist, dunno tho. Anyway- hope you’re all well:)
-Despite appearances, Andrew isn’t as aggressive n shit as people stereotype him to be, but he also isn’t some boy who needs to be babied. He’s a grown man with issues, but has a damn heart for fucks sake.
-Andrew wouldn’t treat his abducted darling harshly, if anything, he’d feel guilty for what he’d done. But he knows it’s already too late to turn back at that point either way.
-Because of this, don’t expect much talking for him for awhile. It’s mostly just mumbled apologies and avoiding eye contact when he brings some food to your room or something, but that’s about it. Eventually, once he tries getting over the guilt of taking you away, he’ll start thinking about delusional possibilities for the future.
-He’ll warm up eventually. Greet you, try to smile a little and touch your hand when giving you something. Things like that. Thought, as stated before, he isn’t a man to be babied. Don’t think he’s some soft fool that’ll roll over for you with a snap of your fingers. He knows what he wants, and that’s a relationship with you. He plans to get that one way or another.
-He wouldn’t dare lay a hand on you, but he’s definitely had to leave the room a few times in fits of anger because of your insults and behavior. But, he quickly turns around and comes back soon enough with a hesitant smile on his face, writing it off as you being in a mood that day.
-I don’t think Andrew would ever turn to violence. He’s not that type of man. But, he isn’t against manipulation, making you think you want and need him, just as he does with you. It may start with simple things, like guilt tripping you about his childhood, for one. But also taking advantage of your isolation, saying that you need him with you.
-He’s a strong man, I wouldn’t suggest trying to fight and flee. If anything, you’ll just worry him. This man dug up and carried coffins for a living, he’s clearly not weak. But as stated before- he wouldn’t hurt you. Just a little restraining you until you tire out should do the trick.
How tall is Crowe (I'm drawing him rn now/with other characters and I can't remember how tall he is I haven't played the VN in a minute but I don't think it mentioned his height on there)
Here's an ID card that I shared last year with some info about him! Crowe is 177 cm/ 5'10 tall!
I saw that post and tought of Victor<3
angsty victor and andrew ( speerate plz ) headcanons
A/N: For frick’s sake I’m not that good with angst but I guess every experience is worth it?
CW:Mentions of death.
~.~ ~.~
💌Victor Grantz💌
• Victor actually doesn’t want to win the alleged prize promised at the manor.
• Winning the prize would mean he would get set free which also means that his boss and their men could come after him again.
• After being involved in an crime organization, Victor grew to hate violence as a whole.
• He tries to keep the peace within the manor.
• Wick is dangerously close to becoming his emotional support animal.
• Even going to the next room without Wick at his side makes him anxious.
• Basically the punching bag of the manor.
• Will do everything in his power to avoid conflict with others because he wants to get it through their thick skulls that in order to succeed in this manor, you need to work good as a team.
• Absolutely throbbing with intense emotions constantly but you would never know.
🌺Andrew Kreiss🌺
• One of the hcs that I have for Andrew is that when his mother eventually passed, he took the locket she had around her neck and placed it around his own.
• Inside is one of the only if not the only picture they have together.
• (It’s a picture of her holding Andrew when he was a baby)
• Now, he never goes anywhere without the necklace as it is discretely tucked inside of his coat.
• If he can’t find it, he will stop absolutely whatever he was doing to find it.
• Contrary to what some may believe given his past, Andrew hates violence.
• Even if it’s just a snide comment about his appearance, he takes it to heart without even realizing.
• From all of the years of being harassed, his self-confidence is below dirt.
• It’s to the point where he will lock himself inside of his room because he feels like everyone is watching him and judging him.
• He won’t even go to the bathroom to shower or groom himself in any way besides taking care of his basic needs.
• And even then, he wouldn’t even dare to glance at the mirror.
• Andrew has a diary as well.
• The things that he writes in his diary aren’t very coherent, if anyone but Andrew were to read them, they wouldn’t make a lot of sense at all.
• They can make out a few words like “monster” and “burden” scribbled over and over.
Note: Thank you to @w-0-r-n-n for helping me with this request!!