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[emmett-the-luchino-lover]

I see you're a luchino enjoyer 👀

Me and my friend are too! Could you please write a Professor x reader?! Bonus points if it's fluff <3

Yes yes!! One professor x reader coming right up! After the long wait, here it is! Reader is gender neutral in this one.

Luchino (Professor) X Reader 🧪

“Hey, (Y/N)! You wanna.. *hic*… join the party??” A drunken Jose said, alongside some of the other remaining survivors, at the dining room. I walked in to go through the kitchen to get something to eat, only to be met with everyone being tipsy and being all over the place.

“Ahh.. no… thank you.” *I reply, a little hesitantly but with an awkward closed eye smile. “Aaaree you sure?? You’re gonna miss out like that weirdo Luchino!” Says the other drunken one, Kevin. I giggle in response. “Yea, I am one hundred percent sure I’ll be good.” *and with that, I walk off. Speaking of Luchino, where even is he? He was never the party type, which shouldn’t be a surprise in itself. But most of the people usually dismiss him, as a part of his almost fully scaly arms, tend to freak out most in the survivor manor, and his mannerisms is enough of a reason to just not talk to him. Considering I never had a full on conversation to him, apart of me wants to learn and know more about him.

Once walking around the manor, I would hear someone… -or something, shuffle around the corner. Out of pure curiosity, I would slowly peak around the corner, to then reveal Luchino, holding a lot of test tubes, trying to walk back to his room. But, it seems like he is struggling a lot, as he is holding a lot more than he should be.It doesn’t look like he noticed me, but then, all of a sudden, he would accidentally drop one of those test tubes. I rushed in to get it, and grabbed it successfully before it could reach the ground. “Got it!” I say, then looking up at him. He just seems to stare at me back blankly, not saying anything. It would feel almost like several minutes with the silence that fills the room. Alright, this is getting painfully awkward.. why isn’t he saying anything?

“Thanks.” Is all he could say. We continue to stay in complete silence, until he starts to a little bit struggle with the other test tubes, to which I would step in and grab the other ones. “Woah- I can help you with these, if you’d like..” I say to him. “No. It’s quite alright, dear. Although I appreciate the help.” He replies. Not even going to lie, being this close to him where I can actually study his face, he’s not that bad looking… he’s kind of cute, even. I blush a little bit. I stand there in silence yet again just looking at him, kind of spaced off.

“Eheh. Although I do enjoy that you are completely mesmerized by my looks, I do have a job to do, so if you excuse me-“ he breaks the silence, chuckling and a bit fascinated with the way I looked at him. I stutter in response, surprised with what he just said, and without thinking, I said something stupid.

“M-mister Luchino, I want to learn more about you.” He looks at me blankly, before laughing really loud, making me regret what I had just said. “Why, you crack me up! You’re a cute one,you know…” he says, then continues, “since you seem so infatuated, I might as well. Although I have to say, I am a bit surprised considering no one is remotely interested to know more about me as much as you do. You know what? Take some of these, we are going to my lab.” He says, letting me take some of the test tubes from his hands, and we then proceed to go over to his lab.

Feeling a bit overwhelmed that all of this is happening, I am intensely blushing, a little bit overjoyed, always being curious of him, I finally have the opportunity to know more about him.. -and potentially be close to him. After a few hours have gone by, he would talk about himself, the history of his scales, how he got them, while I stood beside him during his lab experiments. After everything would be finished, it would be time for me to go. I would exit out of his room… or lab, to be exact, waving to him.

“Goodbye, Luchino! It was a pleasure to know more about you!” I exclaimed, giving him a sweet smile, to which he smile back, then all of a sudden, places hi hand on my shoulder, which makes me nervous and having butterflies in my stomach. “Anytime dear. You know, I admit, I also want to know more about you. Do you think I can stop by your room tomorrow?” He asks of me, which makes me almost star struck. I quickly nod my head in excitement. “W-why yes, of course! Anytime, Mister Luchino!”

“Good. See you then, (Y/N), was it? - oh, and also.” He replies. I raise a brow, then, all of a sudden, he gently grabs my hand, kissing it, then looking into my eyes. I start to blush, just looking back at him in awe. He grins in response, satisfied with the reaction. Then, he steps back, slowly closing the door. “Goodbye, darling.” Then, closing his door shut. Leaving me to my thoughts, out in the hallway.

What a weird one, he is. But I think I’m starting to fall for him.❤️

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Bye I forgot to request something here like you asked for gbfhggjkv anyway 😌 could I ask for a list of headcannons of what Andrew (Kreiss) would do to comfort his s/o that’s afraid of the dark? Thank you shawty i still love your works a lot !! ❤️❤️ -Astra 😈🤌

HI ASTRA MWAH /p sorry this is so late i forgot i had an idv blog </3

i couldn’t figure out how to write more than 3 sentences for a list so i hope you’re fine with a short story bestie /ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\

by the way!! don’t feel ashamed for being afraid of the dark! it’s completely understandable and anxiety just be like that sometimes. i couldn’t sleep in the dark until 9th grade! 

Andrew Kriess x Reader | Afraid of the Dark

You lay curled tightly under your blankets, the covers over your face hiding your being from the dark creatures of your imagination. It was unusually dark that night  and the slight noises of the decrepit manor along with your unforgiving mind was not helping you calm.

Normally, you’d light a candle to help illuminate the room if even just a bit, but your only remaining candle lay melted into nothing but a mound of wax in the silver tray. Opening the curtains would do nothing as well, as thick clouds covered the moonlight, leaving behind the dimmest light that would only allow you to vaguely make out your pillow and hands.

The darkness was overwhelming and you weren’t sure if you’d ever be able to fall asleep before sunrise at this point. You’d tried to close your eyes, you’d tried to sleep in some other position, you’d tried almost everything you could think of to help you sleep and ignore your fear of the inky darkness but nothing seemed to work. You were shaking at this point. The anxiety and fear of the unknown only continued to creep into your mind like a stealthy yet hungry snake just waiting to feast on your uneasiness. 

The walls of the manor creaked, the birds crowed, the wind brushed against the brick, your breath grew heavy, your eyes darted around the room, eyes watched. The darkness felt like it was closing in on you and it was getting harder and harder to breathe as eyes watched. Eyes were watching; they were watching. Eyes eyes eyes, they were all staring down, hungry, starving for your fear you could just sense it. You just knew the monsters of the murky black were there just waiting for you to move so they could finally pounce. They were watching. You teared up as they stared. You closed your eyes. You felt the cold floor against your feet.

***

Andrew jolted up to the sound of frantic knocking at his door. He calmed his breath and glanced over, unsure if the noise was something he had to tend to or if it was nothing but his imagination. The knocking returned once more, even more frantic and hurried than before. Annoyed and tired, he climbed out of bed and opened the door with a grumble. It took him a moment for his tired eyes to adjust to the darkness, but as he blinked he began to recognize your form. He was relieved to see that it was just you but grew slightly worried as you ran into his arms and buried your face into his chest.

“What’s wrong? What happened?” he asked, his voice clearly fatigued yet still filled with concern. Unsure with how to calm you, he smoothed his hand down your back and wrapped an arm around you, holding you close. You weren’t sure how to explain it to him. You were afraid he’d judge you for being scared of something as irrational as the dark. You knew nothing was actually there to hurt you, but the abundance of “what if?” was too overwhelming to bear. You felt like a child running to their parents, afraid that the monsters under their bed were out to get them and the thought made you grow more and more embarrassed. You couldn’t speak. But he waited patiently for your response as you sniffled and clung onto him.

“Come in, come in,” he ushered in a hushed whisper, guiding you into his room. It was still dark as he liked it that way, but it was more comforting to know he was there with you. He moved his hands onto your own and gently pulled you inside, closing the door behind you both. 

“What’s wrong?” he asked again. It was already difficult enough for him to help others with their problems and it was even harder if he’s never given a response. He had no idea how to help you besides to hug you until you felt better. Even in the dark, you could still feel him staring down at you waiting for you to say something, anything. You took a deep breath and swallowed your pride.

“I’m just.. Afraid of the dark,” you whispered. You waited for some snarky statement. “What are you, a baby?” You just waited for those words to come out of his mouth. He rubbed his thumbs against your hands. “I understand,” is all he said. He couldn’t really think of anything else to say, but he wouldn’t even think to insult you while you were in such a state. He knew you were vulnerable and afraid and he didn’t care about what was causing it;  he just wanted to make sure you were okay and he hopes that you feel safe in his arms, even if he doesn’t have any reassuring words; even if he was a bit awkward and unsure in a relationship like this.

“Would you like to stay with me tonight?” he asked, your hands still in his. “Sure,” you replied.

***

He wasn’t used to cuddling or even having someone else sleep in the same bed as him. He was a bit stiff, a bit unsure where to rest his arms as you lay, but it was fine with you. You rested your head against his chest and wrapped your arms around his form as you listened to his breath and heartbeat. It calmed you. Even in the darkness, an empty yet full world of the unknown, you felt safe and protected. You fell asleep almost effortlessly that night.

[idv-simp]

Joseph & Aesop with a shy S/O

You had developed huge feelings for both Joseph and Aesop while you were at the manor.

And somehow, the hunter you got paired with the most was Joseph.

Which only escalated your feelings somehow, you weren’t really sure how as he was the *hunter* and his job was to capture you guys,

But that didn’t matter to you. One thing Joseph liked was taunting you and chasing you around rather than just hitting you straight up.

I mean, you both knew he could get you in an instant if he wanted to, but he didn’t seem to want to. He always used to try to get you last, too.

Naturally, you being shy, you were intimidated of him a little bit. It wasn’t fear, per se, but damn did he look scary chasing after you.

And it didn’t help that he always seemed to target Aesop alot in rounds you were paired up with the both of them in a match.

After time, you started to notice both of them being a bit weird, usually around you. Not weird as in obvious i like you weird,

But more of they knew the other liked you. You were clueless, though. Joseph always seemed to target him first, and Aesop seemed fed up with it.

See, the thing was, they actually both confessed to liking you at the same time one day after a match after a slight argument.

You were surprised as all hell. I mean… *Both* of them??? You ended up confessing too on a whim.

Then they asked you which one you’d choose. You said that you didn’t have to necessarily choose just one.

They were confused, and then you explained Polyamory and how it could work out. They agreed somehow.

I mean, it was a little weird for the both of them, considering they’ve never been in such a situation before,

But you guys made it work. In a duos hunter match, Joseph always makes sure the other hunter *KNOWS* not to touch you.

Aesop always follows you around in matches to make sure you’re never hurt or taken. He always chooses to save you with the rebirth ability he has so that if you’re ever caught, you won’t die with him around.

Joseph still targets Aesop though, but it’s more of just a for fun thing rather than an out of spite thing.

Once your guys’ relationship becomes a little bit more intimate, (not *THAT* way, i’m speaking affection wise) You get matching shirts for you three.

They’re a bit confused, and hesitate at first but they still occasionally wear them whenever you want to because if you’re happy, they’re happy.

Aesop isn’t really a petname type of guy, so he’ll rarely ever call you pet names. Usually just nicknames if he wants to. However, Joseph on the other hand…

‘Mi amor’, ‘Love’, ‘Dear’, ‘Darling’, ‘Dearest’, ‘My love’, anything like that, he’ll call you. It always makes your heart melt, and he loves to see your expression once called that. He finds your shyness adorable.

For your first date with Joseph, he takes you to an empty map in the red church, and you don’t know how, but he gets Antonio to play the violin there, too. He kind of spoils you, to be honest.

However, Aesop is content with going to darker places and just hang out with you there. He’d definitely take you out to one of the maps at night if he wanted to, maybe bring a few snacks, but he’s not really a dinner & candle type of guy.

I mean if you really want it, he’ll definitely do it, but he also just likes being there with you in places in general.

Aesop has a HUGE soft spot for you, as does Joseph, but Aesop is more expressive with it.

Neither are really a cuddle type, but if you fall asleep on one of them they won’t move you or complain.

Infact, since the three of you are together so much, sometimes that happens. They usually talk about you if that happens.

Aesop really loves your hair. Like, he’ll definitely play with it if you allow him to.

Joseph often kisses your hand whenever he sees you. It’s really adorable and all that, but he usually does it just to see you blush.

Joseph. spoils. you. I said it once, and I *will* say it again. He spoils you. He brings you constant stuff from the manors side or anything fancy he can find for you.

Like if he sees a ring, he’s gonna buy you one. Not necessarily for marriage, but just as a gift in general.

Even though you guys are dating, you’re still kind of shy around them. They try to encourage you and reassure you that you can be whoever you want to around them, as they won’t judge you.

Honestly? You weren’t expecting them to like you back at all. but at the end of the day,

You knew you wouldn’t trade it for the world, and neither would they.

[v1ct0rgr4ntz]

you are invited to the oletus manor!

Image by @fall on Twitter.

To whoever may it may concern,

Good day! you have been invited to the oletus manor; you, yes you! Play a fun game with many others invited to our manor, I assure you this will bring you much wealth. This might be a trap! you tell yourself, but I assure you not. come with us to atone for your deepest and darkest sins.

[📌] . . .

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v1ct0rgr4ntz is typing. . .

— hi hi!! this is @escaping-to-dreamland, and we'll, I've made an identity v fanfiction account. let's go through a few things.

— I can write imagines and short stories, please also mind that I have school and cannot do your request immediately!

— I write purely X readers!

— nothing nsfw!

— Please understand that identity v has very little lore around the characters so a majority of them are written to how I portray them!

— I apologise, but I do not write for Freddy, Kreacher or Leo.

— requests are open !!!

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[emmett-the-luchino-lover]

Can we have some NSFW headcannons for Evil Reptilian (Luchino) I love to hear your thoughts 👀

Ohhh boy.. this is gonna be amazing I love him so much I’m gonna have a field day with this one🥲

I love lizard boy so much

Luchino NSFW headcanons🦎

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ-Considering he is extremely tall, he definitely has a size kink, like a BIG one. He loves to see how small you are under him, it makes him feel more in control.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ-Tease him by getting on his lap while he is doing work at his labs, though don’t say I didn’t warn you cuz he won’t be able to hold back as soon as you do.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ-Breeding. He is 100% into breeding. He just absolutely loves cumming inside you and filling you up with his cum, it’s one of his ways of claiming you as his.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ-He also loves to bite onto your neck and give you a bunch of hickies, reminding you of who you belong to.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ-He’s also very aggressive during sex, he tends to hold onto your hips and dig into your skin with his claws as he’s pounding into you.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ-Lots and lots of praises. He loves to praise you and tell you how good you’re taking him.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ-He also gets enjoyment from making you cry and beg for him as he sends you over the limit, and overstimulating you.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ-very much turned on specifically with making you cry for him, it gets him going more as he fucks you tee hee

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ-He growls and hisses a lot too during sex, like very loudly into your ear as he holds you down in bed.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ-his favorite position is definitely doggy style, he loves fucking you from behind and pulling onto your hair as you’re desperately moaning and whimpering for him.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ-after-care with him is very sweet however, despite how intense your sessions are. He loves taking sweet long and warm baths with you and cleaning you up after.

[emmett-the-luchino-lover]

And romantic Luchino x reader hcs that you wanna talk about? (Kinda like a “free prompt” for you to have fun with)

YESS!! I tried my best! (ToT) I'm sorry if it's kind of bad, I tried to make it as accurate to him as possible by studying him from his tweets on the official idv twitter account, but overall, enjoy it!! :D

(requests are open! check my rules for more info before requesting!)

LUCHINO X GN! READER ROMANTIC HCS <3 (SFW) 🦎 

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗Surprisingly, he is quite the gentleman! back when he was a human, tonsss of people tried to flirt with him (though he did not quite liked the attention as he is more of a to himself type of person.)

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗But, once he has been a hunter in the manor, and after he became a lizard, no body wanted to even be near him. He was incredibly closed off from everyone, in his room (or better known as his "lab") doing whatever god knows what. But, he oddly liked it that way..

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗Until you came along. During a match, he had his eyes on you, wanting to know more and study you. "What a fascinating human.." he thinks to himself.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗The way you guys met was when you both were in the manors hunter garden (its giantic btw :skull emoji:). He bumps into you, surprised of the fact that a mere human, let alone a survivor was wandering around the hunter's part of the manor

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗"Human.. why are you here? Do you even know who I am.? I am a terrifying creature… Many mortals fear me…."

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗"Yea, also this is a nice garden!"

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗"….Did you not hear what I just said."

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗After that whole entire mess, he grew to like you more and more, both getting to know each other and you sneaking off to the hunter's part of the manor, often hanging around the garden.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗At first, he is not too fond of touch. He actually despised it. But the more you guys are around each other, he had this.. weird desire to give you lots of affection, he didn't understand why though.

-In the start of the relationship, how he shows his affection is giving you small gifts like necklaces, flowers, etc. He'd give excuses to sit beside you.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗When you give him some stuff back, he would be blushing like ALOTT this lizard boy just gets flustured easily.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗"Thank you so much, amore mio." (he'll say it camly even tho he's like freaking out on the inside.)

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗he loves it when you listen to him geeking out about science stuff and all of that, it makes him feel all giddy inside and makes him fall in love with you even more.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗compliment his scales and everything. He loves the way he looks, and when you compliment him, his ego goes through the roof lol

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗He also loves chin scratches. Give him chin scratches and he purrs loudly and you can literally feel and hear the vibration from his body.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗Once the relationship has been going on for awhile, he'll easily get comfortable with hugs and cuddles, and pretty much almost everything.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗He loves to pick you up with his long ass tail, even just out of no where.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗He'd also have you watch him with his experiments in his labs. He'll sometimes allow you to join in, but that's on certain stuff. Half the reason is because he doesn't want you to get hurt if anything happens, and also he is a complete control freak, and only likes things going his way when it comes to this type of stuff, so he would go crazy if any experiments is not mostly him doing it.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗He doesn't mean it in a mean way or anything though I promise sobs on the ground

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗He loves reading some books with you with classical music in the background while you both are cuddling up on his bed.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗He'd also treat you to a romantic dinner date (Joseph and Leo would be volunteering to do the food and wine for yall considering you guys can't really go out anywhere since you are literally stuck inside a manor r.i.p)

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗He also ADORES kissing with chin scratches if that makes sense, on both ends. He also loves to pull you in and hold you while you guys are kissing (real)

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗Overall, a really great lizard guy 10/10 (I need him right now fr)

[emmett-the-luchino-lover]

Identity V Masterlist!

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Survivors

Female survs:

None so far

Male survs:

-Professor/Luchino🧪

1. Professor X Reader (Slight Fluff)

Hunters

Female hunters:

None so far

Male hunters:

-🦎Evil Reptilian/Luchino:

1. Luchino with Reader that loves to flirt with him (slight nsfw)

2. Luchino romantic hcs (sfw)

3. Luchino NSFW hcs

Will update as I go!!

[spammingitsobadly]

Could you pls give us some Wu Chang wt their S/O HC’s? 😁😁😁 Specifically things that you’ve been brain rotting over

* rubbing hands together *

I’ve been waiting for this one !!

This was gonna be assorted headcanons but... I ended up writing cuddling headcanons since I think about them the most hah . . .

Wu Chang x Reader Cuddling Headcanons

Neither are very fond of PDA, but they’ll cuddle and hold you forever and ever in private. 

Xie extremely calm when cuddling. He’ll hold you close as he gently rubs your arms and runs his fingers through your hair. He doesn’t mind if you face him or are turned away from him when you’re laying together. If you’re facing him, he’ll press soft chaste kisses upon your forehead. If you’re facing away, he’ll nuzzle his face between your head and neck and hold onto your hands, rubbing his thumbs against the back of your hands. 

He wants to make sure you know that your presence is welcomed and that he loves you dearly. He’ll hold onto you forever if it means you’ll be happy.

If it wasn’t clear, he likes to be the big spoon with you. But if he’s had a bad day or if you want to be the big spoon, he won’t decline an offer for being held.

Fan on the other hand isn’t super big on cuddling, but he won’t decline an offer.

He doesn’t like staying still for long periods of time. He moves around and changes his position a lot, but he tries to make sure you remain comfortable. If his shifting around gets bothersome and you decide to get up, he’ll understand.

He’ll hold you tight though. He’ll give your face and neck soft, loving kisses and watch over you as you rest ( not.. in a creepy way. He just likes watching your calm face as you lay. He thinks you’re cute. )

Fan much prefers being big spoon, but also won’t decline to being held. He usually likes being held after he’s had a rough day or when he’s going through a depressive episode. He wants you to hold him tight and remind him that he’s loved and adored. That he’s doing great and how you’re happy to be with him.

Cuddling with both of them is a dream. They like it when you’re sandwiched between them, lovingly wrapped in their arms and practically drowning in the love and affection they’re giving you. 

If you’re upset or having a rough day, you’ll be showered in kisses and whispered compliments. They’ll hold you until you feel better or until you decide to get up. Though, it’ll be tough to want to get out of an embrace like that.

[spammingitsobadly]

Hello. It is I, your very own anon. Do you know my main? Probably tbh. Anygays, I am a SIMP for Wu Chang, especially with both Xie and Fan, and I'd like to hear your thoughts of them with a survivor s/o, your pick if it's a headcanon or fic. Sincerely, ♠️

Ah my first emote/symbol Anon!! Welcome! I know I should be doing requests in order, but I love to write about Wu Chang more than anything!

Probably wrote too much with this one.. What can I say? I love the men so much

Wu Chang with a Survivor S/O

So, you somehow managed to get yourself TWO hunter boyfriends? Congratulations!

Even though you’re their loving partner, they most likely won’t give you too much special treatment during matches. They do take the games seriously.

Maybe they’ll go friendly a little more often if they find out you’re on the survivor team, but friendly matches are still sparse. 

Happenings outside of matches are a different story however.

Xie is very caring and loving. He wouldn’t hesitate to drop everything to come help you with whatever you need whether it be physical help or emotional support.

Xie isn’t too big on PDA, neither of them are, but Xie would definitely sneak in a few chaste kisses during matches.

I honestly see him as the slow dancing type? Like the type to just pull you into a calm dance at random, even if music isn’t playing. He’d usually hum a tune as he gently grasped your hands and twirled you around or held you close to his chest as he swayed.

Xie loves to just hold you. It’s not uncommon for him to wrap his arms around you from the behind and pull you close or for him to pull you up onto his lap as he places soft kisses upon your forehead, running his fingers through your hair. 

He loves to compliment you. You’re the world to him and he wants you to know that. He’s always telling you how gorgeous you look, always telling you how well you played in the match that day, always whispering “I love you” or loving Mandarin phrases into your ear before you get sent off back to the manor. Always warming your heart.

If you get injured in the matches with Xie and Fan and you have to rest in the infirmary, Xie will most definitely come and visit. He’ll apologize for injuring you so bad and will watch over you for a bit, making sure you’re alright. He’ll grasp your hand as you rest and will press his forehead against yours, before giving your lips a chaste kiss when he has to leave.

Fan .. is another story.

Kind of a tsundere to be honest. He loves you, don’t get me wrong! He actually loves you more than anything in the world. It just kind of chips at his ego to show his love like Xie does. 

He has his ways. Playful insults and empty threats in a tone of voice where you know he’s just playing around. Sometimes it can be a bit hard to tell if he’s being serious or not though.

He really doesn’t like PDA. Sorry, but hand holding isn’t an option out in the open. That is the perfect time to get him flustered though. Kiss him on the cheek or talk to him as you would talk to a baby and he’s pissed. In a loving way. If that.. Makes sense..

Fan will not give you special treatment during matches. He’ll actually chase you more than the others. He won’t chair you first but you will be on his radar.

When you are chaired, he’ll look at you all sly, a smirk on his face as he admires your form. Bastard. If you’re the last one to be chaired, he may give you a gentle kiss before you got sent back.

Sometimes if you’re the last one in the match entirely, he’ll still knock you down, but he’ll carry you to the dungeon.

Outside of matches, Fan is rather protective of you, almost in a possessive type of way but not? He just doesn’t want others to hurt you.

Even if he is reckless and ruthless during the matches, he will come see you in the infirmary ( even against Emily’s wishes, ) and check up on you. He’ll apologize for the injuries. Not verbally, but you’ll know he’s sorry. 

[spammingitsobadly]

Not a requested story or anything, but I’m not doing too hot and wanted to write about my biggest comfort characters since I’ve read every fic this site has to offer, hah. Also I finally found out how to make an under the cut thing on posts so now my fics don’t have to automatically take up all of the screen :-] 

“Long Day” Pairing: Wu Chang x Hunter!Reader Category: Comfort

Warnings: None I think? Fan does start to get a little.. kissy.. but it lasts like one line and doesn’t go further than that. All still SFW.

Reader Pronouns: They/Them

It was quiet. Xie Bian sat comfortably upon a chair in the livingroom of the manor as a fire crackled and licked at the brick interior of the fireplace. He’d been enjoying a novel for most of the day as neither him nor Fan Wujiu had been called out for a match. Xie flipped through the pages of the novel as Fan lay bored on the couch, fiddling with his bell. 

Fan placed the bell upon the wooden flooring with a soft ring and sat up with a huff and a sigh. He looked through the frosty windows and noticed how dark it was outside. The sun had rested below the skyline long ago and the stars twinkled and stared down upon him. Snowflakes floated down gently from the skies onto the slumbering flowers and gardens, marking the first signs of the upcoming winter. Fan rolled his eyes at the sight.  

He hated this time of year. It was far too cold to do anything and it was such a pain traveling through the thick white snow. Teleportation was almost a necessity to get to one survivor to the other as chasing them was near impossible at this rate. Fan sighed once more and flopped back down onto the couch. Then he remembered you. You’d been called out a great deal today, chasing and fighting in the freezing fall air. You must be miserable, he’d thought to himself.

As Xie flipped through another page of his book, he glanced over at the manor doors as laughter echoed from outside. Fan glanced over as well, trying to take a gander at what the commotion was. A group of survivors pushed through the heavy doors, laughing like there was no tomorrow. Fan sneered at them. What happened?

“I still can’t believe how well done that counter attack was, Norton!” A figure cloaked in green chuckled, patting the prospector on the back. A smug smile was spread across Norton’s face as he chortled and wiped the light snow off of his shirt. Rolling his eyes, Xie continued reading his novel but Fan squinted, annoyed at the group.

“I didn’t even plan it. We were just in the right place at the right time, I suppose,” Norton replied gleefully. Following angrily behind the group of cheerful survivors was the hunter of the final match that day. You. 

You were soaked from head to toe and shivering immensely. Your usual smile was nowhere to be seen as you glared bitterly at the giggling bunch, growing more and more irritable by the second. You threw your weapon down at the ground in a fit of rage with a loud clang, startling Xie who jumped in his seat. Without hesitation, he sprung up from his chair, tossed his book upon it, and hurried towards your shivering figure.

“Oh, my dear, what did those hooligans do to you?” Xie asked worriedly, ushering you towards a spot in front of the fireplace. Fan rose from the couch and walked towards you and Xie. He didn’t show much emotion on the outside but inside he was fuming. What did those fuckers do to his love? Kneeling down, Xie sat you down at the fireplace and began wiping the snow from your hair and clothing before you swatted your hand at him in annoyance.

“It’s nothing, I’m fine,” you snapped, crossing your arms with a huff. Xie looked down upon you, his fuchsia pink eyes filled with nothing but worry. He began to wipe the snow off of your form once more, though this time you didn’t stop him. You just stared quietly into the fire as it ate at the wood in the center. The room was silent besides the distant laughter of the survivors echoing against the manor walls. It remained such for a few moments before you calmed and gathered your thoughts.

“The prospector attached one of his magnets onto me while I chased him,” you began. Xie and Fan looked down at you as you spoke.

“The lawyer was typing in the code for the exit gate. I would’ve gotten them if it weren’t for those damn magnets.” Xie tilted his head at you, he’d grasped your hands and held them tightly in his as your shivering began to calm. You didn’t make eye contact with him. Your eyes were fixated on the blaze in front of you as Fan stared down at you, arms crossed.

“I got too close to the other magnet and it shot me backwards. I couldn’t regain my balance and slipped into a puddle. It was a rather nasty fall. And it was the last straw for me. Those fuckers had been teasing me all day and I just had it. I gave up. I let them escape. I was too cold to do anything at that point.” You let out a soft sigh as Xie rested a hand upon your ice cold cheek. You turned your head towards him, closing your eyes and leaning into his touch.

Fan huffed angrily. Oh, they were going to have the beating of their life next time they were paired with him. In fact, why wait? Rage induced thoughts echoed in his head like a static as he stomped towards the chair Xie had been sitting at previously. He grabbed the black umbrella left aside the chair and gripped the handle tightly, planning his revenge before Xie stopped him.

“Leave them be. It’s all part of the game,” Xie reminded the black guard, his tone soft yet strict. Fan stumbled his words, unable to come up with a proper counter argument as his head was only filled with the ungodly punishment he was about to lash out at every survivor that sat calmly at the dinner table. Xie turned towards his fuming black and white haired lover, a light glare in his eyes to show that he wasn’t going to repeat himself. Fan pouted and crossed his arms, umbrella still in hand, complying with the white guard’s wishes.

“I’m sorry your day went this way, my love,” Xie whispered, turning back to look at your saddened face. You finally looked up at him and gazed into his rose colored eyes. He smiled softly. God, you were just so beautiful to him. Even when soaked, tired, and unkempt, you were still so marvelous to him. He rested his hands back onto yours.

“Come along now. Let's get you changed,” Xie said, pulling you up from the floor. He guided you to your room, a hand on your side. Fan followed swiftly behind, shooting a final sneer at the survivors as he walked by. Fan walked aside you and Xie, rubbing your sore back reassuringly. The floorboards creaked gently as the three of you traversed through the corridors to your living quarters. Your shivering had died down as your two beloved partners comforted you.

Fan opened the door to your room. The door creaked on its hinges as a cold breeze sent shivers down his spine. You and Xie took a step back as Fan peered in the room. The white curtains that covered your window waved gently as the crisp fall air trickled into your room.

“Stupid, what did I tell you about leaving your window open this time of year?” Fan asked rhetorically, walking inside and shutting the window. You rolled your eyes. The black guard rested the umbrella against the wall as Xie escorted you inside, shut the door, and sat you upon your bed. He fumbled around the room for a way to light the area as Fan looked around for dry clothing. 

“Aha,” Xie whispered to himself, finding a small box of matches. Striking the tip of the match against the edge of the box, he set it alight. He lit the few candles that were placed accordingly around your room before extinguishing the flame from the match. Fan found a large shirt folded neatly in your dresser drawer. He recognized it. You stole this from him, didn’t you? Ah, it didn’t matter. He also grabbed a pair of pants from the dresser, walked towards you, and placed the dry clothing upon the bedsheets. 

“May I?” Xie offered to help clean you up. You nodded your head, not saying a word. You were too exhausted and sore to do anything yourself at this point so you gladly accepted their help. You had known them long enough to be comfortable with them seeing you in a state of undress.

Xie began unbuttoning and untying your wet and unkempt clothing, averting his eyes respectfully. Fan snuck a peak as Xie helped dress you, but the white guard knew Fan’s little antics.

“Wujiu,” he teased in a sing-song voice. Fan turned his head away, sat down upon a chair that sat beside the window and glanced away with a sigh. Xie placed the wet clothing onto the floor and pulled the large shirt over your head. You pulled your arms through the sleeves and pulled the pants over your legs before making yourself comfortable. 

Fan looked over to see that you were done getting dressed and stood up to reach for the hair brush that lay upon your nightstand. He removed his shoes so as to not muddy up your sheets and climbed onto the bed with you, brush in hand. He began combing through your hair which had gotten a bit messy due to the winds that came in like waves during the matches that day. Unlike his attitude, Fan was very gentle when he cared for you. He wants to make sure that his partner is calm and happy and if that means swallowing his pride or calming his nerves for you then so be it. He ran his fingers through your hair as he brushed it, admiring how gorgeous you looked with your hair all down and neat.

Xie sat upon the edge of the bed next to you without much to do, but he was fine with that as he got to see your beautiful face as his loving partner combed through your hair. He admired all of your features as you sat there. Your sparkling eyes, your soft skin, your form, all of it.

“How were your days?” You spoke, breaking the silence. 

“Boring,” Fan answered, still brushing your hair.

“It was nothing eventful. However, I did catch up on my reading,” Xie replied, before remembering he had left his novel back in the living room. Ah, no worries. He could get it later. Fan finished up brushing the last section of your hair and placed the brush back down onto the night stand. You were suddenly jerked backwards and pulled up onto the black guard’s lap as he began to massage your shoulders. He noticed there had been slight bruising and a few scratches upon your skin from the palettes the survivors slammed into you. He ran his fingers over them delicately as his anger came flooding back to him.

“I’ll make those boneheads pay. Just you wait,” Fan muttered, leaning down a bit to plant a soft kiss upon each bruise and cut. You chuckled to yourself as his nose tickled at your skin. He rubbed his hands against your arms as he kissed at your shoulders and back. He’d begun kissing and nipping at your neck playfully, but you kindly asked him to stop before it escalated further. Not tonight. Respecting your wishes and boundaries, he stopped and wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you into an embrace from the back. He rested his head upon yours.

“Don’t hog them all for yourself now,” Xie joked, crawling up towards the two of you on the bed and laying down at your side, resting his head on a soft white pillow. Fan chuckled and shifted his position, still holding you close with an arm. He laid down on his side and pulled Xie closer to the two of you, planting a kiss upon his forehead with a soft smile. Xie smiled back in return and wrapped his arms around both you and Fan.

There you lay, sandwiched tightly, yet comfortably in between the two guards. In between your two lovers. In between the two men who would do absolutely anything for you if it meant it would bring a smile to your face. Oh, how they loved you dearly. Xie ran his gentle fingers through your hair as he gazed into your kind eyes lovingly. He traced your facial features with his fingertips over and over, admiring your charm. Fan grumbled, hungry for affection. The white guard snickered softly and ran a finger over his nose before resting his palm against his cheek, rubbing his thumb over it affectionately. Fan leaned into his touch, shutting his eyes, and letting out a calm sigh. 

As all three of you hunters began to grow tired, Xie pulled the blanket over your bodies and you snuggled into each other like a batch of kittens. The white guard placed a chaste kiss upon your lips and ran his fingers through your hair a final time.

“I love you so much,” he whispered, a smile on his face.

“I love you too. I love you both so dearly,” you whispered in reply, resting a hand on Xie’s side. Fan hummed in response, too tired to speak. You drifted off into a quiet slumber as your lovers followed soon behind.

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Antonio Paganini who catches his s/o crying?

Antonio Paganini who catches his s/o crying.

Ah, he’s not really sure what to do. He’s not the best at this.

He’s not going to just stand there and watch nor ignore you, of course. He’ll try his best to sort everything out.

Say he catches you crying during a match; Cold and curled up in the corner of the factory in Leo’s Memory. He senses someone is nearby and trudges through the snow prepared to attack. But once he peers inside, he hears the soft muffled cries echo throughout the concrete flooring and walls. He recognizes that voice; those cries. 

“y/n?” There’s nothing but concern in his voice and his foreboding grin would fade. He’d rush over to make sure you were alright and would hold your hands in his. He’ll ask you what’s wrong, if you’re okay.

He’d wipe the tears from your face before pulling you into a tight embrace. 

Depending on the severity of your reasoning to breakdown at such a time and place, he’d surrender then and there. But he may also go friendly as well. He may lead you back to one of the other survivors and signify he went friendly. He’d play some songs on his violin and let you throw snowballs at him.

If you’re in Moonlit River Park, he’d prop you up on the carousel and gleefully watch you as you went around.

Not in the mood to goof around? That’s alright. He can still listen to you vent if you’d like. He doesn’t have the best advice as he’s never been good at giving it. But he’s a great listener. He’ll listen to everything you have to say.

Don’t want to talk? That’s just fine. He’ll hold you as long as you need. He’ll be here. He’ll walk you to the exit gate or dungeon when everyone else leaves. There’s no rush though. He’s a very patient man. He’ll stay with you. He’d do anything to bring that smile back.

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Hi, I love your writing! Could I ask about Wuwu (or anyone really) with a present day SO, maybe doing something completely normal to us but would be considered really, really weird to them?

Glad you like my writing!

Wu Chang with a Modern Day Significant Other

What are you? A time traveler perhaps?

Well, no matter how you got here, you’re not in the time period you’re used to. Late 1800s - early 1900s? It’s hard to tell and it would be quite an odd question to ask.

You’re from the future and now you’ve managed to hold hands with the two lovely guards! How’d you manage that?

They love you dearly but sometimes you can be quite.. Odd.

Your choice of words, your slang, your fashion, it’s a bit confusing and difficult to understand. They can’t even ask the other hunters and survivors about it as they don’t understand it either.

“Luca really did that. No cap.” “Oh, your win streak! So sick!” “Loving the new costume, it’s lookin’ fire!”

“?. What?” Is all they can really sputter out. Xie may giggle a bit at your funny words but Fan will be a bit dumbfounded.

Watch out, they might try to use your lingo in future conversations. Don’t expect them to use it right though.

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hi! may i ask for some naib headcanons with a gender neutral reader? if you're not too busy with other requests obviously! have a good day/night and remember to stay hydrated <3

of course! apologies for the wait- i love to write and i adore getting requests but for some reason it’s been so difficult finding motivation to do these?? anyway.. i hope you enjoy!

An Assortment of Naib with a GN S/O Headcanons

He’s kind of a tsundere. If you compliment him he might roll his eyes and act like he doesn’t care. He’s hiding that smile though. He loves you.

He isn’t super flirty but if you flirt with him he mayyyyy just counter attack. He loves seeing you flustered and he’s not gonna let you win that easily.

Not into PDA in the slightest. He wants to keep his “big man that doesn’t need anyone” persona up in public. He’s afraid he’ll be seen as less than if anyone catches him holding your hand or something of the sort. He’ll gladly give you kisses and hold you close behind closed doors however.

He prefers to be held, especially at night when he’s feeling down. It’s comforting to him and he just needs to feel protected.

Yes he has a stuffed animal. Please don’t tease him or pick on him about it. He’s incredibly insecure about it; but before he met you, it was the only thing that could help him sleep at night. It’s a bit old and tattered, but he doesn’t love it any less. Please reassure him that he isn’t less than for having a “childish” object; that he isn’t “too old” for it and he’ll never be. It’s okay.

If you’re shorter than him, expect a lot of teasing. He’s been picked on for being short his whole life and he needs someone to pick on about it too. Don’t worry, he picks on you in a loving way; just little jokes here and there. “Are you sure you can reach that?” “Need a hand?”

He’d definitely make you stand on your tippy toes to kiss him and he’d grin like an idiot watching you try. He would get a bit flustered if you grabbed him by the shirt collar and pulled him down for a kiss. Definitely don't do that :] .

If you’re taller than him… let's face it- he’s still gonna pick on you for it. “Human giraffe.. Move over.” “How’s the weather up there?” Short people are only funny when it’s not him hmph. He’s not standing on his tippy toes to kiss you. He will never give you the satisfaction of being taller! He’d either pull you down or he’d just give up.

Despite all the little jokes and teases, he still loves you. It may take him a bit to become more relaxed and comfortable around you as he’s not used to relationships like this. He’ll open up eventually. He may not tell you about every little thing that’s happened in his life but he may vent about his flaws and hardships to you. He hopes that you’ll soon be able to feel the same. 

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could i request norton seeking affection from his s/o? 🥺 your writing is lovely btw!

yes you may! and tysm! :’0c

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Norton Seeking Affection from his S/O

Norton is definitely the type to go rather quiet when he wants affection.

It’s usually when he’s feeling pretty down, or beat up, or just upset in general, but not to the point of being furious like usual. Just... down.

It’s pretty obvious he needs some lovin’. He barely makes eye contact and usually just sits, twiddling his thumbs or staring at the floor. 

Maybe staring out a window with his head resting on his hand with a somber expression.

He doesn’t like speaking up during these times and really hopes you get the memo.

He wants you to embrace him softly, play with his hair a little, give him soft kisses, and if you really wanted to, he’d like you to maybe massage his shoulders and back a bit.

He’d hold you tight in a loving embrace, rocking side to side ever so gently. Probably wouldn’t say a word most times as to not go on an unending rant, but he may compliment you as he held you close.

If you didn’t get the memo, he’d walk up to you silently and wrap his arms around your waist and rest his head upon your shoulder ( if you’re alone at least. he doesn’t like others seeing him this vulnerable. ) . He’d probably twirl a strand of your hair around his finger playfully.

He’d gently kiss your cheek and neck, may whisper little compliments or ask you what you’re up to.

He’d reply back with a soft hum and continue holding onto you.

Definitely wants to hold you tightly at night. He’ll pull you close and rest your head on his chest. He’ll wrap his legs around yours and hug you tightly. 

He’ll play with your hair gently, or place a warm hand on your cheek and rub his thumb against it, or pepper your forehead in soft loving kisses through a whisper of “I love you.”

Just your presence alone is therapeutic to him. He enjoys moments like these a lot more than you can imagine.

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How would Antonio feel about an S/O who helps take care of him? Like, someone who helps patch him up after matches, fixes his clothes, helps brush/wash his hair, etc.

Antonio with an S/O who helps take care of him

He definitely appreciates the help. He’s a bit frail and a bit sickly. It’s hard for him to always take care of himself when he needs to.

Without your help, he’d probably remain unkempt and partly injured until it got unbearable; which in that case he’d try to do something about it.

He’d never take advantage of your assistance. He’ll simply accept it when offered.

He usually goes to Emily when he needs a bit of patching up, but he does enjoy being fixed up by you. It just feels much more personal; much more loving and caring. It shows him that you really care about his physical well being enough to not just send him off to be someone else’s problem.

He really appreciates it when you fix up his clothing. His tattered clothing isn’t all that bothersome to him, but it would be nice to at least look a bit more presentable. He likes to watch you sew the sleeves and ends back up as he hums a tune. If you’re not good at sewing or patching up clothing, he doesn’t mind. He still likes watching you work.

He loves it when you brush his hair. He loves it when you run your fingers through his long, inky black hair as you brush and wash it. He’ll let you comb it, dry it, and even braid it if you’d like. He loves the affection and your touch. He loves loves loves it!

He adores the care you give him. He was treated as if he was nothing more than a musical object for so long that he’s still getting used to the admiration you have for him. He doesn’t stray away from it though. He cherishes every moment you spend with him.

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Definitely not your sister lol😇🤪😂 Can you do Naib comforting Y/N during a thunderstorm 😇

This was supposed to be a headcanons list but I ended up writing too much as I usually do... so I turned it into a short story.

“Storms” Pairing: Naib Subedar x Reader Category: Fluff? Comfort? Not sure. 

Warnings: Mentions of the start of a panic attack / episode, mentions of War

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The Mercenary, Naib Subedar used to fight in the war in his past. His years of torment and fighting have taken a large toll on his mental health and mind. It has been known that certain sounds have caused him to be extremely alert, paranoid, and a bit jumpy. 

One of these sounds is a loud thunderous boom. Because of this, he hates thunderstorms with a burning passion, as the claps of thunder and harsh winds reminded him of his past bloodthirsty life. He dreads each day the rain pours and dreads it even more when bright bolts of lightning form across the gloomy grey skies like a large crack in a wall, accompanied by a furious loud boom that echoes throughout the towns and forests for miles.

The games had to be cancelled today. It’s usually not that much of a problem when there’s a light drizzle out or even a soft rain, though it’s a bit harder for both hunters and survivors due to the common rain puddle causing them to slip up. But the rains were much too harsh today. The winds were too powerful and the thunder was too loud. The rain cascaded down loudly and was practically flooding each game area, rendering them unplayable. Even White Sand Street Asylum wasn’t safe from the tremendous storm.

Naib sat in his room, staring out into nothing. Just sat. He didn’t know what to do to keep his mind calm; he was never the type to know any proper coping mechanisms. He sat upon the edge of his bed facing away from the window as to try to ignore the storm the best he could. He was extremely tense and could do nothing but twiddle his thumbs. 

A bright flash of lightning struck near the manor. Not too close but close enough to cause the thunder’s roar to shake the floors of the manor gently. Though the thunder was loud, Naib’s head was louder. Horrid memories and thoughts raced through his head like a loud television static, all calm and comprehensible thoughts getting drowned out in the flood of memories he’s tried so hard to repress. His body tensed up more and his breathing became heavy. Through gritted teeth he began to panic and scratch at his head until-

“Naib?” you asked with concern in your voice, knocking at his door a few times. You knew how Naib gets during storms, having seen him begin to get irritable and anxious when an unexpected storm grew during a match. His panicky tone and actions completely contrasting his normally serious yet laid back personality during the games. He was mistyping ciphers, missing several calibrations, and his breathing only grew more panicked as the rain got heavier and the distant thunder rumbled. You didn’t say anything, as you were a bit fearful he would lash out, but you also had to focus on the match. You decided now would be a good time to check up on him since everyone was confined to their rooms rather than a stressful exhausting game.

“What?” he replied harshly, his voice a little pained and shaky.

“May I come in?” Normally Naib would ask why or would deny anyone coming into his room, but despite how vulnerable he may be right now, he knew that being alone with his thoughts at this very moment would only hurt him. Not replying, he sluggishly stood up and cracked his bedroom door open slightly.

“Is anyone out there with you?” he asked.

“No-” before you could finish your sentence, he opened his door wide and pulled you inside, trying to keep anyone from seeing you enter. He closed his door gently with a click, and leaned his back up against it. His breathing was a little less heavy but it was still fast and his heart beat loudly. He tried to hide it the best he could, but you caught on.

“How are you holding up?” you asked, looking out the window and watching the raindrops pelt at the ground at a harsh speed.

“Why do you care? I’m doing just fine-”  Lightning stretched across the sky and struck down rather close by, the thunder shaking the ground loudly. Both of you jumped and gasped loudly and glared at the window. With a groan, Naib slid down the door and sat down on the cold wooden floor in defeat. He glanced up at you, only to notice you were shaking. You fidgeted with your fingers to keep you calm and distracted, but you couldn’t help but shake. Though the two of you were scared of the storm for different reasons, you were both scared nonetheless, and he noticed this.

“How are YOU holding up?” Naib questioned with a sigh, pulling his hood over his head in anguish. Your eyes shifted over to his, though he looked away the second the two of you made eye contact.

“I’m.. doing just fine. I’m just.. Scared of storms, I suppose,” you replied with a shaky voice, still fidgeting with your fingers. He replied with a simple hum and stared off into a corner of his room. Having company definitely helped him a little bit as his breathing and heartbeat was a little more regulated now, but he was still very tense. The thoughts in his head had quieted down a bit too. Neither of you said a word, the only sounds heard being the loud rain outside and the distant footsteps out in the hall. 

“Sit down,” he interjected the silence, tapping lightly at the floorboards. You began to sit down at the chair that was placed next to the glass window.

“Next to me,” he said in a slightly annoyed tone, patting down at the floor next to him. A little surprised, you hesitantly walked over to him and slowly sat down upon the cold floor. There the two of you sat in silence, watching the rain pour and the raindrops race down the window panes. Another flash of lightning licked at the sky, followed by the expected loud thunder again. You both jumped slightly once more with a soft gasp. His heart raced loudly and his breathing sped up as you shook from fear.

Nervously, you placed your hand on the floor next to his. You slowly inched your shaking hand next to his and touched his fingers gently. Instead of pulling his hand away as you thought he would, he grabbed your hand and squeezed it gently. With a light blush, you slowly looked up at him. He saw you looking in the corner of his eye and tried to keep his eye contact averted. But alas, he gave in and looked back at you. You both awkwardly turned away from each other and stared at something else in the room. Naib slowly intertwined his fingers with yours. You’d stopped shaking at this point. Your heart was still beating fast, but no longer because of the storm.

You inched a bit closer to him, and he rested your entwined hands upon his leg. He rested his head upon your shoulder and you rested yours upon his hooded head. You could physically feel him untense his body and calm a bit. Though he didn’t want to admit it, he enjoyed your presence. He enjoyed this intimate moment. It calmed the both of you down, even when lightning continued to pelt at the ground. He held you closer as the thunder roared across the sky. Neither of you said a word, and that was okay. You two enjoyed the silence and sat until the rain calmed it’s descent. And even then, you two sat just a bit longer. Enjoying the moment while you could.