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-He/They

-Request (Open)

-Possibility Autistic

-Basic DNI

-IDV Characters I Write For-

No request with this one, just me being self indulgent because I'm an IDV addict again and I love Postman!!! Wrote this all while doing rank, congratulate me on multitasking

Paperboy x Reader

I'm an avid believer in all the skins having different personalities

So while default Victor is more reserved (NOT shy, The Prince is the shy one), I believe Paperboy is the most extroverted right behind Keyboard

He's a different kind of extroverted though

He's more focused on his blog than real life people, and so most of the conversing he does is through online forums and the like

DOES NOT mean he's afraid of in person convos!

His whole propaganda gang is trying to get people to STOP relying on tech, of course he doesn't mind talking to people irl

He's way more outwardly neurodivergent than the other variants, could probably rant FOREVER about product design, logos, hmtl and css, etc. He's really passionate about what he does

He's definitely lacking in friends though, despite all that

Other than his Call of the Abyss gang, he really doesn't get to talk to many people

It's pretty saddening, because after the fourth (read: ten-thousandth) rant about Have Fun, the only one who will listen is Luca, maybe sometimes Will

He really doesn't mind, but he does wish he could tell more people about it, people he liked

This is where YOU come in!!!

Someone new to the squad, someone who's interested in what he has to say!

Plus, even if you don't understand any of it, he has a cute puppy, isn't that enough to lure you in?

Speaking of Wick (whomst I will be referring to with all pronouns because I've been told that dog is every gender and I don't know what to believe anymore), he's the sweetest puppy ever!

When she's not ruining Jose's little dj gigs and radioshows, they're the most well behaved dog you will ever meet!

Play fetch with it, he will bring the ball back and give you puppy kisses while she's at it!

Victor LOVES seeing the two of you interact, it makes his heart explode with joy

Yes, he does talk to Wick like they're a real person. No, you cannot stop him. No, he does not use a baby voice, he is entirely serious about it.

Write him letters, he's never gotten one, none of his variants have except for maybe Prince.

He'll be SO SO SO HAPPY he'll love you forever

That's probably what kickstarted his little crush, actually, because he definitely fell first AND harder

You probably sent him an anonymous fan letter, just trying to make sure he knew people liked his blogs

He nearly CRIED running around showing everybody else, and you just laughed all joyfully at his excitement

He vowed he would find out who wrote it and write them back a thousand more word of appreciation

Imagine his joy when he found out (read: doxxed the letter for info) it was you!!

Yeah, he actually cried this time

Happy tears, I swear!

He promised you he would never ever forget it, and you KNOW he didn't, because he still brings it up years later as the happiest day of his life

Since the Call of the Abyss movement advanced and began making a motion, he'd received so many more fan letters, messages on his blog, and other things of that nature

But yours? Pinned up on his wall, FRAMED in gold

Takes every chance he gets to show it off, even if everybodys seen it before

Back to more general headcanons, Victor is completely nonverbal

He communicates through his lil mask thing, projecting words on it

He also uses it for more practical things

Like spreading more anti-Metropolis propaganda!

When he wants you to understand some niche thing he's into, he projects a video essay on to the screen, makes you watch it like a movie

Even with his eyes obscured and his words filtered, he's still extremely expressive, and its easy to tell what he's feeling

His face goes REEEEED when he's flustered or embarassed

And his lips are so so cute when he pouts

The only person he actually talks to is Wick, he does it in private, very few people get to see it

Even with you and the others, he's never spoken, only grunted or giggled or something small to acknowledge what you've said

When the plan to expose the Aurora finally closed in, and the final day was approaching, he excitedly ran around showing off his latest design

The first real print he'd made, he'd been banned from most shops and had to be careful entering them because of the guards, so he hadn't gotten the chance to bring them into reality

But finally, after Luca managed to get him a nice printer and a lifetime supply of ink, he did it

They were gorgeous- or- not the right word

They were effective.

He's really a genius in the graphic design department, slaving away hours over his laptop creating the perfect logos to draw in attention

He was incredibly excited that he finally got to spread it the way he's always wanted to

And he really hopes its as effective as he's been told

Hopes that it will encourage people to go find the sun once more

Back to the cute fuzzy romance!

It's a little awkward to kiss him, considering he almost NEVER takes off his little mask

Sometimes he does, but he really wants to save it for when the sun rises on Metropolis, it's a big dream he has

You really have to tilt your head, but its very worth it

He's soft all around, hands, arms, lips

And also, he smells like lavender

Dont ask me how I know, but its canon, I was his perfume

He really likes flowers, even though he's only seen pictures

He thinks they're gorgeous, and he believes they'll smell even better in person, better than any scent a cheap perfume shop could provide (sorry Vera!)

While he may be hard to kiss, he loves hugs, the tighter the better

Even if he feels like he's being squeezed apart, the closeness makes him feel safe

He hopes sunlight feels that warm

Sometimes, he takes you out to the theatre to watch the Aurora

"To research," he'll tell you

But really, he's just a hypocrite

Even if she's false, she does have a beautiful voice

He would never deprive you of beautiful things

He figures two extra tickets can't do too much harm, right?

Take that unsure answer as you will.

— I’MA TEAR OUT YOUR HEART, IT’LL ALWAYS BE MINE

RECEIVERS。stalker!nikolai gogol x fem!reader

WISHCARD。“Come and fetch me, you said. Oh, you can’t imagine how turned on I am when you invited me so. You even shouted in front of everybody else, like I was already yours to begin with. I was so excited, I needed to chase you right at that second.”

BOUQUET。stalker au, 18+ content, dark content, harsh languages, very dubious consent, predator/prey dynamics, threats, manipulation, rough make-out session, masochism, slapping, object penetration, toxic relationship, degradation kink, obsessive behaviour, inspired by a scene in haunting adeline, dead dove do not eat (please read add. notes here)

PRICE。approx. 14.7k+

FREEGIFT。haunted (isabel larosa), help (isabel larosa), runrunrun (dutch melrose)

OTHER SHOP。available on AO3

❝ That bastard is still outside of my house. 

It has been almost several weeks, and each week, he made his effort to come and stalk the fuck out of me. He just stands there outside of my window where lights could not reach him. And I can’t believe he has the massive balls to come inside my house when I was sleeping. 

He lurks in the dark like a fucking creep. I don’t know what the fuck he’s doing out there, just watching me every time I have something to do in my OWN living room. 

For all I know, he could’ve been jerking himself off watching me. Disgusting.

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― interlude

norton campbell x you he finds you crying in your room out of anxiety

(this was requested here)

As you slip out of the manor’s ballroom, the sound of lively conversation follows behind you. Voices blend together the further you go, dulled by the winding hallways, and soon you can’t tell them apart anymore. Once in a while a hearty laugh will ring out, shrill and distinct above the rest—a laugh you can usually identify as Demi’s, her self-restraint long lost to copious glasses of wine.

By the time you reach your room upstairs, the chatter is still thrumming through the floorboards. That rhythm is all you can focus on: the pulse of the party, the drum of your heart. You shut your bedroom door behind you before sinking to the floor. All night you’ve felt like an anvil has been weighing down your spirit, and it’s finally snuffed out the last of your strength. With shaking fingers, you clutch your mouth and choke out a staggered gasp, no longer able to stifle your cries.

The manor’s walls are thin, you know that well. Maybe you should feel lucky that the party under your feet will drown out any noise you make. But you still feel the need to make yourself quiet as a ghost, afraid a single sound might hush the entire downstairs into curious silence. As if they’d be climbing over each other to press their ears against the ceiling, eager for a chance to hear the crying guest upstairs. But the party goes on, and your tears go unnoticed.

Time starts to blur in the dim confines of your room. You don’t care to count the minutes, but enough time passes that you rub your nose raw. Before long it starts to feel like you’re teetering on the edge of sleep: swaddled by the pitch-black room, with the neverending song of muffled laughter and clinking glasses as your lullaby. If you shut your eyes long enough, maybe you’ll really fall.

All of a sudden a foreign sound cuts through your haze. Heavy footsteps, like that of a pair of boots. As they drag down the hall your ears prick up, the entirety of your body freezing over. They trudge along slowly, then stop in front of your door.

It’s Norton. He doesn’t announce himself, but he doesn’t have to. You know it’s Norton from his weary gait and the faint whistle in his breath. He pushes open your door without bothering to knock first. It’s clear he’s not expecting anyone to be on the other side of it, because he loudly clicks his tongue when it jams into you, and keeps trying to force it. The wood thuds against your back a few times before he releases the knob with a scoff.

“It’s me,” he says, striking the door twice with the flat of his hand. “Move whatever’s blocking the door.” His knocks feel urgent, but careful. Even when pressed flush against the wood, you don’t feel the jolt of his usual aggression. Still, your eyes squeeze shut. There’s no strength left in you to muster an answer.

Norton himself isn’t what concerns you. It’s having to show him the state you’re in. He’ll have nothing sensitive to say about it, and you’re not in the right mind to brave through that callous indifference of his. Honestly, the thought of addressing anything feels utterly impossible. You’ve been holding your breath ever since his footsteps came trudging down the hall, wishing you could just disappear.

“(Y/N),” he presses.

I’m sorry, you think.

There’s nothing you can offer him that he wouldn’t be able to find at the party. It doesn’t matter what he wants or if you let him in—your answer won’t change from a mortified I can’t help right now, sorry I’m so useless. At least staying in here eliminates the need to say it to his face. He’ll get the memo eventually.

. . .

. . . .

. . . . . .

When you’re certain he’s not fussing with the door anymore, you lean back into it, waiting for the click! of its close. Then you exhale, shallow, shaky, but quiet still. The fresh air tastes sweet in your lungs. It’s your own fault for holding your breath so long, but you’ve never been kind to yourself, especially not in moments like these.

You decide to wait a few seconds before locking it. Every sound you make is another tick on the time bomb, after all. Counting down to what exactly, you wouldn’t know; that’s a detail you’d rather not uncover.

Right when you’ve decided enough time has passed and you fumble for the lock, the door bursts open again. The force catches you off guard, practically sweeping you across the floor, and Norton strides in before you have the chance to push him out again. His eyes lock on you, shadowed by the dark of your room.

It’s an odd, silent reunion. You almost feel like you’re in trouble for something. He doesn’t even greet you before he tears his gaze away, peeking around your bed and bookshelf. Perhaps he thought you’d snuck off with someone.

“N-No one else is in here,” you croak.

“Where are the matches?” he asks, brushing off whatever you were insinuating.

He digs around your drawer until he finds a matchbox, then lights your bedside candle. From your spot curled into your knees, you gaze at his large figure, backlit by the candlelight. You’re still not sure what he came in here for. Though Norton isn’t exactly known for his transparency, not even with you. While he’s occupied at your nightstand, you try to wipe the puffiness from your eyes. It still doesn’t stop the next wave of tears from welling up.

“I’m sorry…” you murmur. He glances over his shoulder, waving out the match.

“For what?”

For crying. For leaving. For shutting him out. But with your words failing you, all you can do is shake your head — ‘forget it’ — and nuzzle deeper into your knees. It’s embarrassing to be the only one who’s ever crying between you two. Norton closes off his heart so stubbornly that you can’t even imagine a tear in his eye. You’re sorry for that, too. For burdening him and not extending the same care in return.

He doesn’t say anything for a while. Stillness overtakes the room — with him standing by your bed, watching you; with you buried into yourself, soft sniffles leaking through. Finally you hear him approach. He crouches in front of you, bringing the candlestick holder with him.

“Hey.” His tone of voice always has a biting edge to it, even when he’s trying to be gentle. He takes your hands, guiding them away from your bloodshot eyes. “Stop crying.”

I’m trying.

“Why didn’t you come get me?”

You shake your head again. “I’m okay,” you insist between snivels. “You didn’t have to come up.”

What use is there in saying that? One look at you gives the truth away. Norton would never take the bait that easily. He reaches a hand for your cheek, wetting his thumb as a stray tear falls.

“You’re a lousy liar,” he says. His hand is warm. Rough, but warm. It tempts you to lean into it, to rest in its gentle hold for a little while. But even with him wide open in front of you, your lingering guilt anchors you in place. You meet his brown eyes, the flickering candlelight reflected within them. Come here, they say. You’re sure you’re just imagining it.

Seeming to sense your hesitation, Norton makes the decision for you. He scoops you up effortlessly, and as you’re raised into his arms another rush of tears floods through you. At the same time, the heaviness you felt before begins to lift. It’s as if you’ve finally been given permission to cry, no longer weighed down by the shame you felt previously. Or maybe you’re just too relieved to care about that now. You wrap your arms tightly around his shoulders.

“You never have to ask,” he murmurs to you. It’s a reminder you’ve ignored too many times before. He lays you gently on your bed, and you refuse to unhook your arms from around him. He slots himself beside you. You think you mumble out a reply, but you can’t remember what it was before the cloak of sleep comes over you.

Can I ask you for hc on victor and eli pining over the same person? gender neutral if possible!

Of course, glad to have an ask! Sorry for the long wait.

VICTOR AND ELI PINING OVER THE SAME PERSON - HEADCANONS

First of all, let's talk a bit about those two's personalities.

While I agree with some of the fanon headcanons of the community, there are also some things that are too far from canon for my liking.

Victor, in my opinion, is quite a guy I must say. This man worked for a gang in the past, enter a burning building to save people, after that he also tried to hide from the gangsters' eyes while doing his job, what a chad. The man simple entered the game because that was the first letter he had ever been received, not because of money, wishes or anything else.

"Scoptophobia, Socially Awkward, Kind-hearted, Quiet", those are the 4 offical traits of him. But I would also like to add a bit of my thoughts about Mr. Postman myself. Even tho he is socially awkward, Victor is not scared to step up if needed, since he is also kind-hearted. It may take a while to gain his trust, but when you have gained it, he's going to stay with you till the end, especially after the dead of the policeman - the past owner of Wick, also the person you may considered as Victor's past friend. I see him as the "ride-or-die" homie and can cause a stir if necessary.

Victor believes in the "sincerity carried by written words" (Character Release) and has always been mesmerized by the expressions of the recipients receiving the messages, the man is the type to write his crush love letters, or just letters in general. Carefully conveyed all of his thoughts about you, he writes his feeling down then sealed it nicely. Victor Granz may looks quite small (I believe he is 170cm?), but he sure has some strength and can knock an average person out.

This chad believes in letter, and if letters can not solve the problem, than his action shall speaks louder than those words.

For Eli, this might be a lil bit shocking (?), but according to his birthday letter in 2021, Eli a cautious man with abnormally high self-esteem. He also desires fame and fortune, due to his poor class in the society. Some may say that Eli came to the manor for money reason, but in fact, his finances problem only plays a part of it, the real reason he came to the manor is to repent of his sin - breaking a seer's oath. His 2021 birthday letter also stated that he is "a so-called "seer" who knows nothing", so I picture him as some one who looks nice and polite outside, but is actually pretty arrogant inside. It is confirmed that he is 21, and since 21 is still a young adult, I couldn't really see him having that wise and nice aura people usually think of.

Eli, growing up with the ability to forseen the future, is used to avoiding annoying people, and of course he's going to take a small pride in it. Even though Eli appears as a nice and understanding man, he actually is short-tempered and sometimes has a passive agressive reaction towards some situations. You cannot tell me that this man doesn't suffering from stress.

But, since his first step into this place, Eli has matured, by all means. I'm not going to erase Gertrude here since she is one of the reason for Eli's development. According to his 2020 birthday letter, it seems like he has learn to accept god's will, even tho the next year letter showed that he's still struggling to make it out, turned out his effort is the cause of his "demise". This is interesting, if you look at this piece of info in a “x reader” kind of way, Eli is just like a flower that’s still blooming, and by having a crush, the seer will be more mature day by day to be the best version of himself. Now, if you notice, Eli with a crush definitely get better quicker than a seer without one.

Eli is not a social butterfly, I see him as an ambivert who only speak to people when it is necessary. He is also not fond of cursing other out, but he will definitely raises his voice, this man's ability revolves around gaining rage, how can he be a soft boy?

Now, let's get to the lovey dovey part.

I assume that if Victor and Eli both falling for the same time, then Victor will be the first one to make a move, since he doesn't have a fiancée back home.

Eli, in the other hand, know that he has fallen for you sooner than the Postman, but it will take him sometime to actually do something. He has a fiancée back home, and as a loyal faithful man, he will feel extremely guilty if he actually catches feeling for someone. Please give this man some times to make up his mind.

When Eli has finally made up his mind, then everyday is going to be interesting for you. Every time you got matched with those two, you got yourself two bodyguards who silently panicked if the hunter is near you. Owls, letters get sent perfectly, and they help you a lot if you are kiting/decoding/rescuing. They go all the way to support you, sometimes even sacrifice themselves for you. If they can, they wouldn’t let you do the rescue or contain the hunter, they’d rather did that, even if you are a rescuer or a container. They will do absolutely anything for you in their abilities, but of course, not throwing matches away.

Eli and Victor, both are not the type to fall in love at first sight. To win those two’s heart, you will have to start at friend and then moving forward. Maybe being good at interact with animals will help you a lot in gaining their attraction. They fall on the quiet side of the survivors, tho Eli is pretty good at small talk and Victor just doesn’t find speaking intriguing to him.

Eli, who is more socially active than Victor, will try to court you in a traditional way. Open the door for you, pulling seats, small compliment that will get you through the day,... Now, that’s his way to go. But since he has to rely on his owl to see things, Eli sometimes messes up for a bit, but that just add more to his charm, I guess? A bit of wise combine with the youthful, pretty arrogant spirit, a new breeze.

Definitely use his vision to impress you, like pulling you away from tripping yourself, predicting hunter’s movement in the match or just, predicting in general. Small flexing, acts of service and small talks. Eli is a great person to talk to if you want to have a piece of advice, to rant to or just a company in general.

He defintely treats you higher than the other with his religious background. Of course not as much as worshipping you, but a lil bit higher. But if he notice that you feel uncomfortable with this, he will defo toned it down. This man sees his crush in the manor like the light at the end of the tunnel, so expect him to treat you with the most tender hands and words. You light up his day every single time, just seeing your smile makes him feels like he’s on cloud nine. Maybe a bit of stalking you with his owl, sometimes you will see Brook Rose sitting in your eyesight. The owl surprises you, but not in a creepy way of course.

Mr. Clark sometimes will let you pet with Brook Rose, and I highly recommend it because the feathers are really soft. The owl sometimes bring you little trinkets like flowers, or some nice shiny rocks.

Now, for Victor, this man is sure a quiet guy, so different from Eli, Victor will try to gain your love in a more subtle way (welll, Eli’s way is not that flashy to be honest). Will send you anonymous gifts and letters, put them in front of your room's door, and of course, nicely decorated. Your in-match letters will be a lil bit longer compare to others' letters with more thoughts in it. Support you the best he can, defintely try to pull off a detention rescue before.

A nice company to have, especially if you like to read or playing with small animals. I firmly believe that Victor is pretty good at choosing books and knows how to take care of small animals, Wick is a prime example of this. Probably fond of light-hearted stories, and since the day he has a crush on you, Victor has found a new joy in romance novel, he sincerely hope that one day, he will able to act out a scene from those sappy stories with you.

Mr. Grantz’s dog, Wick, loves you. This baby boy sometimes lingers at your feet a lil bit longer before going to back to his owner in matches. In you guys’ free time, Wick is usually found by Victor’s side or taking a nap beside your feet. This puppy likes to play fetch with you and Victor, and he unironically becomes Victor’s wingman. If he accidentally leads the hunter to you, both Wick and Victor will be panicking to the state that the poor postman will continuously apologizes. He's sure to see that accident as a grave mistake, not only he failed his teammate as a supporter, but also causing troubles for his one and only love.

The offical information said that Victor can do anything pretty well except for socialising, so if you need help in any aspects, he’ll sure lend you a hand. Victor is not really good at comforting tho, but he makes sure to hear your problem and calm you down. Candy you ask? Here you are. A blanket? Sure. Victor is quick on his feet, anything you ask for will be delivered to you in a blink of eye. Wick also stays by your side and comforta you his best the whole time.

Now, for the tension between those 2 man, I would say it’s not that bad. Even tho Eli is easier to be jealous, he’s a nice guy and won’t do anything bad to the postman. Victor will also try to set this as a fair play, too. Boths are pacifist, so rivaling in peace, I guess.

Now, who would you choose in the end?

Something that I noticed is just how touchy Alastor is, despite the fact that he himself does not like it when other invade his perosnal space.

But when it comes to you, nothing is off the table.

You do not understand what the Radio Demon sees in you. You joined Charlie in her quest out of the pure desire to help out a friend and maybe, just maybe, make things right. You were in Hell for a reason and Charlie had a just cause - there was no reason for Heaven to turn down her proposal.

And Alastor did say that the only reason he was even bothering with you plebs was because of his own sheer boredom. And in no time, you became his abolute favorite plaything.

He was a strange mix of both polite and condescending, understanding but cruel. He always made a show out of messing with you - be it some snarky comment, a lingering touch which lasted for too long for comfort. He never touched you inappropriately, no, but his mere presence made you feel week in the knees. Whenever he would whisper wild horrors in your ears, it always set you on edge.

This demon could tear you down at any given moment. He could kill you, obliterate your pathetic little soul. You were weak and powerless. That was one of the many reasons why Alastor liked you so damn much.

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE I'M DESPERATE ABOUT UR RENTAL AU CAN U GIVE US CRUMBS?? (not forcing btw)

My original idea was that the reader only became a rental partner because they were inlove with a host that influenced them to join the industry. But I wanted it to be more open so people can self project on the reader, so I scrapped that.

I'll spoil you some of the asks I got:

Luca is one of Andrew's friends, he got too suspicious and went through Andrew's cellphone and found out that reader is from a rental service. He thinks it's funniest thing ever, in his humble opinion. He kinda figured you were out of his league. So as a joke he decided to rent reader out but now he can understand why Andrew is always bringing you up in every conversation and creepily mumbling your name under his breath.

Ithaqua is one of your very first clients, he only rented you out because a fancy indoor rock climbing place offered a couples only get in free event, and he really wanted to go. But then he found himself enjoying your company, so he keeps renting you out. You guys had more a friend relationship that formed out of the rental service, he gained a crush on you and had a close relationship with you, but soon his jealousy catches up with him and he realizes he wants more and doesn't want you to a be rental anymore.

Joseph is also one of your longterm clients and also formed a relationship with you out of the rental service. It's more of a sugar daddy situation. He's one of the few yandere's of the harem that *isn't* delusional.

Eli just got out of a longterm relationship, and Norton cheers him up by letting him use his rental date with you, and quickly Eli finds himself booking you time and time again where the the lines are blurred between what's real and what's not. He actively believes your into him just as much as he is into you.

Give him a smoochie smoochie

art trade

Midori doodle!