#andrew kreiss x you

[athanasius-symposium-of-writings]

For All The Birthdays You Missed, Andrew

Happy birthday Andrew Kreiss I want cover you in kisses sobs

Rated Explicit | Warnings: Vampire AU

Birthdays are rare to be celebrated in the manor, if ever. Many have either forgotten when they were born or lost track long ago of how old they are, so no point in baking a cake. It is rather depressing, but you respect the boundary (Luca loves birthdays though he makes up numbers guessing his age each time).

“Andrew,” Then you learned one of them never had a proper birthday, and you felt the need to, at least, give him this. A happy memory in this new life, silly as it may seem to others, but you hope he likes it. “Happy birthday.”

The cake is a simple yellow cake with vanilla frosting and purple flower designs. A ‘Happy Birthday, Andrew’ written on with a single candle in the middle. A private celebration between you both in a hotel in the city away from the others. He has you all to him all day.

“Andrew?” 

Andrew is quiet as the candle burns, you notice the build-up of tears at the corner of his eyes as he watches the candle burn. You smile gently as you wrap your arms from behind around his neck, rubbing your cheek against his. The table is clear of everything outside of the small cake and two plates and a knife to cut the cake. The fancy hotel room is a bit much for him but he will see why you set this up later on.

“Make a wish, birthday boy.”

He takes a deep breath and then blows out the candle.

“Thank you.” He says finally, “You didn't have to.”

“I want to and we can have as many more birthdays after.” Kissing his cheek, “Next time though, Luca would like to join.”

“S-sure.” Andrew is not sure if he is ready for that level of energy that man can bring.

“We can work up to inviting him.” Moving away to cut the small cake, “First cake then your gift.” Winking at him.

“Gift?”

You nod as you give him a plate serving him the biggest piece with the flower on it.

The gift is him naked and covered in red lipstick marks, he is hands bound to the bedpost keeping there but he can tug hard enough to break out. “Andrew, you are so beautiful.” Riding him as he feels like enduring your praise tenfold. You have adored him before but this is worse as you used a camera, one that prints out the pictures instantly, to show him your favorite parts of him. Those pictures were scattered all over the bed.

His albino skin is a bright pink from how much he is blushing as you moan out his name.

“Enough already!”

You squeal loudly and rather embarrassingly as breaks out of the loose binds to pin you down on the bed, breathing hard and his face completely exposed as you brushed back his hair previously.

“(Name).”

“Andrew.” Your hands are free to touch his face as he leans down, “You can move. This is your gift.”

When he first met you, he had accidentally killed you… Gruesomely. He felt like a monster. Burying you in some unmarked grave only for you to return to him partially healed on a stormy night terrified him.

He swore you were God's divine punishment upon him, you were a test and he failed! You were going to kill him. It took him weeks to be able to look you in the eyes, much less be in the same room. He did not immediately go to the manor either fearing it was a trap but came when he became desperate for blood.

Now, you are the most important person in his life, and value him more than anyone ever has both before he was a human and after he became a vampire.

His mother… Sometimes he wonders if she would have liked you. Someone strong enough to shoulder the world with him.

“I love you.” He says without thinking that he pulls back in fear but you grab him before he can panic.

“I love you too, Andrew.” Sometimes when you are serious it scares him, Naib Subedar is like this when Norton has his episodes, you return those feelings to him. “I love you, Andrew Kreiss.” Staying still for a few heartbeats, “Now fuck me like you love me.” Ordering him.

And he does with all of his love and then some.

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ANDREW KREISS RELATIONSHIP OVERVIEW

WARNINGS: GENDER NOT SPECIFIED + MENTION OF ABLEISM + OOC? + NOT PROOFREAD

NOTES: Andrew mains let me put you in my pocket and take care of you. And quit your jobs too, I will provide for you all.

Being in a relationship with Andrew is an adventure in patience, understanding, and love. Sure, love is a given in any relationship, but with Andrew, it's essential to navigate his unique quirks and preferences with a touch of extra care.

For instance, Andrew dislikes sunlight, so when it comes to planning dates, be prepared for moonlit strolls and stargazing rather than sunny picnics and beach outings. If you’re a sun worshipper, it’s time to stock up on moonblock instead.

Crowds? Forget about it. Andrew thrives in the quiet corners of the world, where the population density is low and the ambiance is serene. He’s the quintessential introvert, the kind who’d rather have a cozy evening at home than a bustling night out. If you’re the life-of-the-party type, this might require some adjustment.

When you first start dating, don't be surprised if he stumbles over his words or gets flustered over the simplest things. A casual brush of your hand against his might send him into a blushing frenzy. He might awkwardly laugh at things that aren’t jokes or offer you a flower he picked up without realizing it's a bit wilted. It's all part of his charm, though.

Andrew’s awkwardness comes from a place of inexperience rather than indifference. He genuinely wants to give you all his love and affection, but he’s not quite sure how to go about it. He’s learning, slowly but surely, how to open up and let someone into his world. Please be patient with him.

The early days of your relationship might be filled with small, tentative steps. Once he’s actually comfortable around you enough, maybe he’ll invite you to the cemetery, showing you his world in a way that’s meaningful to him. Don’t be surprised if he seems more at ease there, where he’s surrounded by the familiar. It might seem unconventional, but for Andrew, it's a big step toward letting you into his life.

His awkwardness is part of what makes him so endearing. Every hesitant smile and gesture is a sign of his growing affection for you. He's new to all of this, and it feels weird to him, but in the best way possible. As he becomes more comfortable, you'll see glimpses of his true self—a kind, thoughtful person who’s just been waiting for someone to understand him.

I think it should be flat-out obvious that Andrew is not one for grand displays of affection. Don't expect sweeping romantic gestures or elaborate declarations of love. He shows his feelings through small, meaningful actions that speak volumes about his deep affection for you. You might find a single flower left on your pillow, a delicate token of his feelings. Or, during difficult moments, he'll be there, quietly holding your hand, offering comfort and support without saying much.

Andrew has a way with words, but he prefers to write them down rather than speak them. You might receive handwritten notes from him, filled with poetic descriptions of his emotions and how much you mean to him. These notes are treasures, capturing his heartfelt sentiments in a way spoken words often can't.

His love language is all about acts of service and giving thoughtful gifts. He'll go out of his way to do little things that make your life easier, whether it's fixing something around the house, cooking a meal, or simply being there when you need him. These acts, though seemingly simple, are his way of showing how much he cares.

As for gift giving, receiving gifts from Andrew is always special because they're never random. Each gift is chosen with care and has a personal significance. It could be a book he knows you'll love or something that reminds him of a special moment you shared.

Having been the victim of ableism and cruelly labeled the “white-haired monster” because of his albinism, Andrew struggles with the painful memories of his past. These experiences have left deep scars, making it difficult for him to trust and open up to others. However, he trusts you and is comfortable enough to lean on you for emotional support, finding solace in your presence.

Andrew’s past is a heavy burden he carries, and it’s not easy for him to talk about it. The wounds from being ostracized and misunderstood run deep, really deep. That being said, he’ll seem distant or reluctant to share his feelings. But with your gentle encouragement and unwavering support, he slowly begins to open up. It’s a gradual process, marked by small breakthroughs and quiet conversations where he reveals his inner turmoil. Your compassion acts as a balm for his wounded soul, helping him to heal bit by bit.

And if you reveal your own issues to him, Andrew gives you his full attention. He wants to be there for you just as you have been there for him. He may not always have the right words to say, but his presence and understanding are more than enough.

He might not be an expert in comforting others, but he genuinely tries his absolute best to make you feel better. His attempts might be awkward or clumsy, but they are always heartfelt. Whether it's sitting quietly by your side, offering a reassuring touch, or simply listening without interrupting, Andrew’s efforts show how much he cares.

He understands how much it means to have someone there during difficult times because he's been on the receiving end of your support. He wants to reciprocate that same level of care and understanding. His empathy runs deep, and even if he struggles to find the right words, his actions speak volumes. He might bring you a small token of comfort, like a warm cup of tea or a favorite book, as a way to show he's thinking of you.

In those moments when you need a shoulder to lean on, Andrew's there, providing a quiet, steady presence that offers a sense of calm and security. He knows the value of having someone who listens and understands, and he strives to be that person for you. His dedication to your well-being is evident in the way he prioritizes your needs and makes an effort to be there for you, just as you have been there for him. He wants to make you feel the same way you make him feel when he opens up about his own issues: understood, valued, and better.

If you ever want to surprise Andrew and watch him melt, gift him iris flowers. He has a special fondness for irises because someone once told him that iris will turn into a rainbow and carry kind souls to heaven.

So when you give him iris flowers, it’s not just a gift; it’s a gesture that genuinely touches his heart. The fact that these flowers come from you, the person he loves, makes the gesture even more meaningful. You’ll see his eyes light up and a smile spread across his face as he gently takes the flowers.

Andrew might hold the irises with a reverence that speaks volumes about how much this gesture means to him. He might even get a bit emotional from the simple yet profound act of receiving these flowers from you, evoking a deep sense of love and gratitude. In his quiet, heartfelt way, he’ll thank you, stumbling over his words as he tries to express just how much this means to him.

Your relationship is built on these little moments, these quiet acts of love that speak louder than any grand proclamation. It’s a partnership where both of you bring out the best in each other, healing wounds and creating a bond that’s deeply personal and profoundly touching. And if anyone asks, you can always joke that your love story started in a cemetery with a guy who’s more comfortable with the dead than the living—but who learned to cherish the living soul who loves him.

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Hi can I request Andrew, Luca, William, Wu Chang and Antonio reacting to having an s/o that can crush a watermelon between her thighs.

this req made me shit bricks when i first received it in august LMFAOOOO this was so fun to write anon thank you so much for this/gen

andrew, luca, william, wu chang and antonio reacting to their s/o crushing a watermelon between their thighs🕸⚡🏈☂️🎻

andrew kreiss🕸

he is... confused to say the least

when you first did it he jumped out of fear thinking you hurt yourself by doing so

this man would probably burst into flames after one pretzel stick he has NO idea how to react

....he'd be lying if he said it doesn't interest him though

like. he is INCREDIBLY lost and maybe even disturbed but like. do it again

"is this something they do to sinners in hell? can you use it as self defense? does it hurt your thighs?" a bit gulity of asking these questions ngl but he can't help it

might start avoiding you after that... simply out of fear that it was a bad omen and that you might try crushing his skull instead when he messes up in the games LMAO

william ellis🏈

not shocked at all

he didnt even fucking flinch when it burst he just stood there with his usual 😃 face

"hehe. nice. now watch me" (proceeds to crush a watermelon with his own thighs)

tbh william can be competitive as hell and he would somehow make a competition out of this too

after that whenever y'all ate watermelon in the manor he always shouted "DID YOU GUYS KNOW ___ CAN CRUSH WATERMELONS WITH THEIR THIGHS¿¿¿¿¿ GO ON ___ SHOW THEM!!!!"

might ask you details on how you train/build your thighs just in case...there's always room for self-improvement

next time he sees you he's going to whip out two watermelons and ask you if you can crush both at the same time (cheeky bastard)

luca balsa⚡

mans is just losing his shit at it

"how do you do it??????? how long did you have to build your legs for this??? at what angle does it crush the fastest/easiest???? what technique did you use???" like andrew but with zero self control or fear

so intrigued he'll whip out the nerd glasses and the notepad to study it. bring a few extra watermelons cause once he begins you'll realize it's gonna be a looooong day

i kinda think that he'd be more interested in the physics aspect of it than the crushing itself tbh

after enough research he would try to crush one with his own thighs

...which didn't really go well🥲he's got chopstick legs but we still love him

that absolutely did not discourage him though. he'll find a way to do it himself. somehow. one day.

wu chang☂️

their reactions are quite different

at first they just kinda... side eye each other. not condescendigly tho they just have to clarify they're both seeing the same thing since they didn't expect this when you told them you have a suprise for them

xie is like ☺ "thats... very cute honey!! i'm very proud of you!!!! you've been working very hard!!!!"

no idea how to properly react or process it really but since you seem really happy about it he simply has to share your enthusiasm okay!!! xie the world

fan just smirks. "now crush a pumpkin."

this motherfucker is going to tease you and give you more and more impossible physical challenges just to make you all red in your face and see you angrily give up just crush his head instead at this point

would rather drown himself in that goddamn river again than admit out loud that it's absolutely badass but it becomes obvious after some time. he's not an emotional mastermind after all

antonio paganini🎻

not overwhelmed by it either! hes just chill like dat

he finds it so funny actually - he's grown tired of all the elegant plays and balls that he experienced while playing for royalty so this little peculiar performance of yours put a wide smile on his face

it gave him a good laugh too, not in a mocking way it's just so bizarre and unexpected that he couldn't help but laugh

would joke about it like "i love a partner that can just beat the shit out of me" after seeing it lmao

"you can kill people with that, but personally i wouldn't have an issue with it if it was your thighs in question~" what a fucking flirt GET HIM OUT

if you'd challenge him to do the same he'd just give up after the first two tries... his legs aren't his best asset

he CAN crush a watermelon with his hair though. maybe you should be more careful the next time you try to wriggle out from its grip...

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General Relationship Headcanons: Andrew Kreiss x reader

(I'm so sorry in advance if it's ooc)

Similar to Matthias from the last post, you would need to have patience with him due to the trust issues that stem from his trauma.

Andrew was always in solitude, avoidant of others. He has lived alone for many years due to the way people have treated him in the past. It'll take a long time for him to get used to you talking to him and being around.

He eventually starts to develop feelings, but didn't confess for the longest time due to his intense fear of rejection. You two had a meaningful conversation about your feelings and he was finally able to be true to his feelings when you told him you felt the same way.

ꕥ He loves your company. Even if you two weren't talking. Andrew enjoys being around you and steal glimpses of you. He was nervous you would think he's staring at you; it was his way of appreciating you for everything that you done for him.

ꕥ You two go on midnight strolls, stargaze, admire the flowerbeds in the moonlight. Andrew is a fond of violet irises, he compares you to the flower as he finds the both of you really beautiful.

ꕥ Speaking of flowers, he associates chrysanthemums with you. Specifically, white and red chrysanthemums as they symbolize a strong, romantic love and deep passion, also symbolizing loyalty and honesty. He will go around the manor to find chrysanthemums for you, if he couldn't find any. He will take the matter in his own hands and some himself and hide the flowers deep in the flowerbed to surprise you when they fully blossom.

ꕥ Andrew will display some awkward gestures when he's around you such as:

Nervously fidgeting with his hands when talking to you

Planning elaborate romantic gestures but feeling self-conscious about executing them smoothly.

Trying to find the perfect words to express his feelings but stumbling over his thoughts.

You understand his habits and he learned that you'll never say anything negative about his behaviors. You are the reassurance he needed.

ꕥ One of the type of gifts I think Andrew would gift you would be handpicked flowers. He would walk around the field at night as you slept to surprise you in the morning with a breakfast in bed! He takes all his time to make sure it's perfect. Even when the flowers in a vase with water, some of them still wilted. You hold his hand and tell him that you appreciate the thought, a simple "I love you" sets his heart ablaze.

ꕥ Andrew has a picture of you in a locket that he bought so when you two were apart. He still had you close to his heart and reminded of the beauty that is his lover. A long lasting, intense yet hidden love.

[fishermanshook]

Bonjour Bonsoir

May I request headcanons for Andrew Kreiss where he has to protect the person he has feelings for in a match ? Like all fluffy and stuff !

Thanks !

Of course I can do that for you!

You first, Your Body Second. (grave keeper x gn!reader)

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I've been writing for idek how long now and I still f up grammar and spelling. Warning as always.

What is love? And what lengths would you go to protect the ones you do?

But you don't have to worry about that. Not when you've got the Gravekeeper to protect you from the dangers that present themselves in every match you play in.

He'll keep you safe, always and forever.

-

The Grave Keeper has only felt so much love in his life, which really only amounts to a couple specs of sand. He can't wrap his head around the concept of it all-let alone the feeling of it.

Out of all places to fall head over heels in, he had to in this hell hole? Nobody expects it, and it's surely a surprise to all who welcome the feeling.

Which is something that Andrew doesn't do at first. The poor boy doesn't think he is anywhere near deserving of all the love and attention you give him.

Andrew hasn't differentiated the difference between being generally kind to going out of your way to do something for someone who's developed a crush. He knows what he feels, but can't figure out if your trying to tell him you reciprocate these undying feelings.

He's new to love, having been void of it for almost all his life he's forced to take baby steps. But for you? It'll be worth it.

-

Your one and only game today is a regular match, thank gosh.

None the less, you find yourself chatting it up with the Grave Keeper. The others cannot fathom the fact that you seem to be the only one in the manor who could keep up a regular conversation with the man. But to the two of you, this is just another chat.

It was weird y'know, how quickly the two of you seemed to click. Out of all the Survivors, you find him the easiest to talk to. It's so easy to find tranquility in each other's presence that you lose track of time. (You and Andrew may or may not have accidentally been late to a couple matches because of this.)

The Grave Keeper has told you more about his life than he's told anyone else. You've excepted him for who he is, scars and all.

It's more than enough for the man to catch feelings.

He isn't entirely sure how to show it though, but maybe this match will be the perfect time to demonstrate it.

-

"Two ciphers left!" The Priestess shouts into her radio which allows the rest of the team to know to keep up the pace. She's stuck having to take over the kiting while she bides time for the Doctor to self heal herself, which shouldn't take long.

You're halfway through decoding your cipher before you hear the sound of teleporting, you're soon greeted with the sly smile that belongs to no one but "Fool's Gold". Seems the hunters changed targets.

"Shit," you mutter into the radio as you quickly throw down a pallet, almost risking a hit. "Hunter's here, continue decoding at all costs!"

For the rest of the decoding period, you weave your way through pallets and windows. Unfortunately, you take a hit which leaves blood pouring from your back and you in excruciatingly pain.

In the distance, you see a blurry figure with hair white as snow running towards you.

"Fuck, Andrew? Andre you've got to get out of here-"

Your voice is cut off by Andrew picking you up and slinging you over his shoulder.

"Wait are you seriously going to kite with me on your shoulder?"

"Of course not, I'd never risk you getting more hurt than you already are now. Just hold in there, I won't let you get hurt again, I promise." Andrew says as he makes a mad dash across the map. You soon see a glowing blue and black portal.

"Go now, I'll take over the kiting."

"Andrew no I can't let you do tha-" Your voice is silenced (again...) from Andrews lips on yours.

Does it catch you off guard? Yes. But you soon lean into the quick peck, rapping your arms around his neck.

"Mh, Darling I'd love to continue but I'd rather you be safe okay?" With another quick peck on the lips, the Grave Keeper helps you through the portal, which is quickly destroyed by "Fool's Gold's" pickaxe.

"I'll see you soon, my love."

-

The whole match seemed to have been an entire blur. Even while you got bandaged up and the entire team was able to get out you still can't comprehend what just happened moments earlier.

I guess that confirms my suspensions then... You say to yourself as you make your way back to your dorm room. Only to be stopped when you feel a strong hand grip your shoulder, turning you around.

"H-hey, um, how are you?" Andrew stutters and stumbles over his words, obviously worried about the move he pulled on you earlier.

"Hi Andrew. I'm doing more than okay, how are you feeling?" You ask him with a smile tugging on your lips as you rock back and forth on your heels.

"I'm d-doing okay, uh, so-" You cut off Andrew with a kiss to the lips. Honestly you've been waiting too long to do this.

He leans into the kiss, putting his hands on your hips and you rest your arms around his neck. The kiss is slow but passionate and secretly sends him over the edge with happiness.

He promised to protect you, and for the first time in your life, you know you can count on it.

note: No, I am not an Andrew fan. No, I do not know why I made this fic so long. Yes this does suck ass but you still read it so (THIS IS SO OOC IM SORRY) (This is so ass what the heck)

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[nevermoreternity]

Hello ! How do you do ?

May I ask for an headcanon for Andrew Kreiss with a reader that is very head in the cloud and has verh creative ideas ? Like, they enjoy writing poetry, they get lost when they speak about topics they love and they constantly stumble because theh can't help looking at the sky

I thought it might be cute !

Thank you !

"That does indeed sound cute."

𝗪𝗛𝗬.

You were an individual rather devoid of thoughts.

Or perhaps, the right term would be that you were too deep into your own mind.

Or, is it that you're just... that simple-minded.

The gravekeeper had pondered over these theories for a while ever since he met you. An airhead, is what he would refer to you by.

He could count the amount of times you'd space out during a conversation, whether with him or someone else. The way you slowed your words until eventually falling quiet, eyes fixated on a certain area before your focus snaps back to the present. At first, Andrew thought you were a bit rude, especially when you were the one who came up to him first before giving him such a blank stare. Twinges of concern and suspicion flickered in his expression when you chatted about your interests before trailing off and staring distantly at the sky. Andrew couldn't understand what could have gathered your attention at that point, unable to spot anything apart from the spots of clouds.

“What's so interesting about the sky?”

Andrew noticed it was a pattern for you to stare at the vast sea of blue and white. Whether he found you like that already, or if you trailed off as usual to think, your eyes would always end up sliding up to gaze at the sky. So, when he felt confident enough to do so, he asked you about it. About what gravitated you to look up in pondering quiet, letting silence mix in with the wind. In a vague corner of his mind, another concern popped up about the sun burning your eyes with how long you would space out at times.

When you finally turned to him, or whether you just kept your eyes serenely trained up above, he wouldn't inquire any further. Regardless of your answer, Andrew drops the topic. Unable to get a fulfilling answer, he instead tilts his own head upward. The sky was simply the sky in his perspective — was it the cloud shapes that intrigued you? Was it the color? He didn't understand the appeal. Or maybe the albino just lacked the abstract view you had. He wouldn't know. At the time, he doesn't think he really wants to know either.

Andrew could feel himself regretting opening the door to his room, your familiar figure now stood inside of his small abode. You were rather persistent in your own way or maybe you found yourself waltzing in, maybe he even invited you in himself. Either way, it didn't matter because here he sat on his bed watching and listening to you with reluctance. It wasn't that he felt rude, he just couldn't figure out how to keep up with you. You spoke with a certain cadence in your voice, a spark in your eyes as you rambled to him about some creative expressive piece you've been keeping in the works. A canvas painting of some sort, or a new sentence jotted down in your journal, or a new picture you took of something others would find mundane.

How could someone have so much energy yet none at the same time?

How could someone wander life in such a daze yet have such a sharp spark when speaking of their passions?

Andrew pursed his lips, unable to find a conclusion for either question.

You continued talking, but it was inconsistent. A sudden pause in your step, a stumble in your words as you tried to find the right terms to describe yourself, even a lack of a reaction from him goes unnoticed as your focus drifts from his dusty shelves to his window. His window had its curtains blocking the light, you pointed out.

Andrew didn't know how to reply to your small observations, leaving the room in awkward silence when you cut your rambling off with a questioning stare. He stared back, not knowing where else to look, and so you stared at each other, until you began to look uncomfortable. Or wait- no, you had that distant look in your eyes that signaled you were deep into your own mind once again. He calls your name out hesitantly, waiting to see your eyes regain focus back onto him, realizing you had lost yourself in mental clouds yet again. The pinch of annoyance was familiar by this point, but he kept such a thought to himself, clutching the crucifix around his neck with a sigh instead.

He rubbed the necklace between his thumb and index finger before quietly asking you to resume speaking, recalling your last sentence to pick up where you left off.

You were simply confusing,

Andrew would conclude.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎

“What are you doing?”

Andrew asks with furrowed brows and a small frown. There you were being a mess of thoughts again, your response making him question your current actions. You were staring at him again much to his discomfort. Were you dense toward his obvious wary attitude around you? Or were you ignoring the weak glares being sent your way?

He didn't realize he was staring right back at you.

He'd watch you, his own eyes fixated on you before he ends up embarrassed with your focused stare pinning him down. He would always be the first to look away. Andrew had so many contemplating questions about that mind of yours. No matter how many times he got an answer a new one would pop up. It was odd, the way you would sometimes fidget with your hands, blow a strand of hair away from your face, a spacey smile ‐ or a face close enough to be considered a smile, always settled on your lips.

The fact you were doing it around him made him grow even more puzzled. Those thoughts came after his questions, with the sudden realization that you were still so persistently hanging around him.

“Are you going to... leave?” Andrew asks with his hands clasped together on top of the table you share in the commons room. He would have sat farther from you, possibly even settled for the other side of the room. But even then, he would probably find himself stealing glances in your direction without knowing why. If you attempted to shuffle closer he wouldn't stop you, only grumbling about the fact there's much more space to pick from. Why did you choose the seat next to him? Why did you have to notice all the little things at this moment? Why were you commenting on the way he stiffened up when you got too close? Weren't you too busy in your own head to pay so much attention on him?

“I'm fine.”

Whether or not you called out his bluff didn't matter because the gravekeeper got up from his seat and left shortly after, hands still clasped in front of his chest as he feels himself speed walking down the hallway and away from you. He's not sure why he's even leaving in such a hurry. He just doesn't want your prying eyes on him anymore.

Andrew frowns to himself, a conflicted feeling bubbling in his stomach as he murmurs to himself.

Andrew could say you're too in the moment at times,

and other times, you aren't in the moment at all.

He got used to it after a while, a long while. He'd notice your change in pacing before they even occurred, recognizing the long pauses you would take when you drifted off, so that he'd snap his fingers in front of your face to pull you out of your trances. Andrew found those moments shifting from irritating and confusing to something much more standard. His feelings became more indifferent, albeit now tainted with a bit of worry. You made him question your whereabouts several times, notably whenever you turned up late to a meeting with him because you got distracted somewhere along the way.

Andrew found himself staring at you for longer periods of time whenever he spotted your eyes on him. He still always ended the prolonged eye contact first though, stammering complaints about your unnerving gaze, his face giving way to faint reddening when you parted your lips to question him.

He found himself changing and he didn't know if he liked it.

But... it also may not necessarily be a bad thing.

Andrew questions you again.

This time you two were under a tree, your time spent together being a regular occurrence by now. He couldn't exactly go under the sunlight as the fear and inconvenience of being sunburnt stopped him from doing so. He preferred the shade anyway, the heat was always too much. Even then, when he refuses to move from his sheltered spot, his eyes find themselves lingering over to you.

His head tilts to the side, his back pressed against the tree. Andrew noticed you were staring out into the scenery in front of you, that same absent look in your eyes. He didn't find any need to disturb you or break you away from your thoughts, since you two weren't having any previous conversation this time to begin with.

However, when you suddenly turned your head back at him to meet his gaze he found himself breaking out of his own trance, growing abruptly flustered at your glazed over yet distinct stare. “It's nothing.” Andrew answers when you curiously pry over his strange behavior, him placing a hand over his mouth in an attempt to hide away.

He was so conflicted with himself.

Why? Why was he so conflicted in the first place?

Andrew turned his head back toward you after regaining his composure, but seeing that you were still staring made him want to turn away even faster than before. With a subconscious grumble escaping his throat he hid his head into his own arms, his knees pressed against his chest. Still, you kept your eyes trained on him. Except now, you had that certain distant fog in your eyes. Clearly spaced out again, most likely unaware that you were even staring at all. So, without thinking, already used to bringing you back to reality, Andrew moves a hand up to touch your nose, flicking the tip of it. Your reaction to the sudden action amused him silently for a few moments, until he realizes the physical touch he just initiated. Just like that, he's back to how he was seconds before, retracting his hand and letting the embarrassment of brief contact swallow him whole while you tilted your head in confusion.

There were still so many questions Andrew didn't have answers for. He didn't know if he ever would have the answers to some of them. However, he had made at least one certain conclusion after spending so much time with you. You may have endlessly confused him, but, somewhere along the way, your behavior had grown endearing rather than puzzling. Now, when he looked at you, he found that you were actually quite...

cute.

— end.

[weeping-statue]

Hello!

I was wondering if I could request Andrew Kreiss and platonic Plain Doll (bb) with a GN!reader whos kind of like a grandpa?

Like, the best way I can explain them is that reader has an old soul and always gives candy to everyone who does a good deed, and reader is always telling old stories and repeats the same ones over and over again.

Like it’s to the point where (in the case of IDV) everyone calls them grandpa and if both IDV and bb they always look out for everyone and they try to keep everyone safe and make them feel accepted?

Sorry if this makes so sense chat💔 please and thank you!

Don’t worry lovely anon I got u ❤︎ I kinda only did Andrew, which im so sorry for, cause I kinda dunno how to write for plain doll😞 also I made two separate ones, romantic and platonic!

A/N: I’m sad to say that this is a tad self indulgent because I am the epitome of grandpa, like I’m too old for this body and my bones constantly feel like they’re a 90yr olds😔 also this is not proof read because I am tired as always 😞

Andrew Kreiss with an old spirit reader!

Cut for length ❤︎————————————————

Platonic!

First let’s just say, the name calling is insane.

Like your labeled grandpa, no matter your gender.

Survivors passing you by be like, “Sup gramps, got any candy?” Or “Yo! Grandpa! Take your meds today?”

The survivors like to hear your story’s, well most, but sometimes when you can’t remember that you’ve already told them, they’ll gently (as can be) be like “We know, you’ve told this one twenty times.” And you’d be like “I did? When?!”

Your bones constantly ache and your back and knees are always sore (I relate) so running away from hunters suck, and so does having to run around the manor with others. Which is why your best friend Andrew makes sure you’re not injuring yourself. Constantly lurking behind you, in a mood. Mumbling about how he’s “Like your nurse.” But he secretly cares, well -ish.

He’ll nag you about your meds (if you take them) and reminds you before you start another tangent about the same story.

He definitely doesn’t enjoy the teasing, at least he can handle some of it. But not too much or he’ll get grumpy for the rest of the day.

All in all tho, he means well and will take care of you if you take care of him. He especially likes the little salted caramel candy’s you have. The old people kind.

Romantic!

He will do all of this but more lovingly. Gently reminding you to take your meds instead of being up your ass about it. He’d listen to your story’s even if you do repeat them. Sometimes they get on his nerves if he’s in a mood but overall wants to hear your voice because it soothes him.

Will help you stock up on candy ❤︎

Definitely rubs your knees or back if their sore ❤︎

He still follows you around but he’s a lot more happier about it ❤︎

He likes calling you “My grandpa” as a joke (act how you will with this one)

Forehead kisses when you remember to do stuff but only in semi-public since he’s sort of shy with the pda. But he’ll squeeze your hand to let you know he’s proud of you or if you did good ❤︎

Holds your hand 24/7 if you’ll let him (mainly because he’s worried you’ll get lost) ❤︎

That’s all because i don’t want it to get too oc and just slander my beautiful boy😔

I’ll try to post the rest out but I’m rlly tired so take these headcanons 😞. ———————————————————————-

[zellesmusicbox]

can i rq dating hcs with the grave keeper ????? thank u !!!!

Ofc ! Andrew is rlly cute imo so lessgo !

⏳ ~

You can definitely bring him out of his comfort zone. Around you, he feels much more open to other people.

He will leave you flowers everywhere! In fact, in matches, he'll sneak towards you underground, and leave some near you before hurrying off.

Like I said, you make him more comfortable around around people , so he doesn't mind displaying affection in public. (hand holding, leaning against one another, etc.)

In terms of cuddling, he prefers to be the bigger spoon. He just loves to watch you, (not in a weird way plz..) he truly thinks you're pretty!

I mentioned that he thinks you're pretty, and boy does he let you know. Just about every day he tells you! It's very cheesey. He'll rest his head on his hand looking at you, admiring you while he tells you you're beautiful.

⏳ ~

That is all for now! Tysm for requesting this :)

[sandwichfordinner]

Hello there. For the matchups, I'm a 5'2"/157cm woman who's extremely shy and has autism. I have shoulder length brown hair, blue eyes, and pale skin. I'm bi and like to draw, bake, and sleep. I can't handle loud noises or light well.

Is this enough for it or should I write more?

Yes that’s actually the perfect info cause the others were too long and too complicated 😭💔

I hope you like it!

I match you wiiiith.. 🥁🥁🥁

Andrew Kreiss and Tracy Reznik!

Andrew

Andrew is such a sweetheart towards you! He is always gentle, doesn’t want any harm to his precious lover! He promised to himself that he will never hit you or show any violence towards you. Women like you should be respected! Well that’s what his mother said when he was little.

,Remember Andrew.. When you find someone that you really love and really care for her, respect her.. Show how much you love her, don’t show any harm! Be a gentleman..!’

He will protect you, cook for you, clean for you, everything as long as you’re happy! But you showed him that you didn’t need that, you just needed him <3 which made him melt.

Both of you are introverts which most of the times you guys enjoy the silence, no talking just listening the nature around you. You reading a book on a bench and Andrew digging some dry flowers.

When it comes to cooking Andrew is not bad but is not good either way. But please show him how to bake! He loves baking, especially with you ❤️ both of you made some cupcakes and you let Andrew decorate them, it didn’t turn that nice but it was still really cute😭

Since you don’t really like the sun lights Andrew is always prepared to give you an umbrella. Or if he forgets it , you would be laying on his shoulder while he is holding the umbrella above your heads holding for his dear life. What if he smells bad?? What if his shoulder isn’t comfortable enough?? Overthinker dude 😔

Tracy

An awkward mechanic falling in love with an introverted gal like you..

She would always try to invent stuff for you so you can like them. Like that one time she did a ‘light protector’ invention💀 but it exploded the moment she introduced you to it proudly.

She was heartbroken when it exploded, but you were right next to her comforting her still thanking her lots for her efforts 😭

But your affections always make her day better! Hug her and she will be in a really good mood all day!

Made a little dancing (favourite animal) robot so it makes you happy! Its dances are so silly.

When both of were eating at the dinner table, Tracy saw and realised that you’re uncomfortable because of the loud talking and too much light around you, she quickly panicked, held your hand and went upstairs saying bunch of ‘sorry’ because she forgot about it. That was the beginning of your relationship of course! She remembers everything about you! What you don’t like or like! Best gf 😍🤞

[funkynumaki]

Identity V fingering headcanon (PT.1 (?))

Characters included; Luca Balsa, Andrew Kreiss, Mike Morton, Victor Grantz

A/N: this is my first post + my first time writing smut so I apologize if it's not the best!

Warning: fingering (g), praise (r, g), dacryphilia on Andrew and Victor's!, dom!reader x sub!characters

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|| Luca Balsa

- when you first brought it up he'd be surprise, but he's thrilled to try it out.

- the first time, he'd fidget a lot trying to get used to the feeling of your fingers inside him but when he's comfortable enough he's really into it.

- he wouldn't even hide his noises, it really shows how much he enjoys it.

- "are you sure you're okay with this?" You ask, still a bit uncertain. Giving him a chance to back down if he's uncomfortable with it. But, instead Luca nod looking at your lube covered fingers as it line itself on his hole. ".. Yeah.. Go on" He said, already out of breath. You nod at his approval, your finger find themselves sliding inside his hole. You could almost immediately feel him clench around you as his grip tightened. "F-fuck-..." He let out a small moan at the feeling trying to get used to it. He leaned his head to the crook of your neck, his dick throb at the sensation of being filled by your fingers. "Did it hurt?" You ask, willingly to stop if the pain is unbearable for him. Your fingers stopping their movement inside him. "Yeah.. A bit.. Don't stop. Please.." He whine when he feel your movement stopping inside him which followed by your smile of relief that you didn't hurt him. Your fingers pick up its pace again with each passing second he grow more and more comfortable with having your fingers inside of him. Starting to let out louder breathy moan as he lean in to get more contact with you.

"O-ohh fuck-! Please.. S'fuckin-good-..!"

|| Andrew Kreiss

- would be very hesitant, so getting him comfortable enough to agree will need a trustful relationship.

- he's so sensitive, he has no experience with any intimate moment so it's best if you start slow with him.

- the first time he feel your finger inside him, he's already shaking from pleasure. Moaning and whimpering your name while at the same time trying to covered his mouth to prevent himself from making noise.

- "a-ahh... Ple-ase-.." He whine as your finger continues to thrust in and out of his hole. Your movement is still slow and gentle, as he hide his face on the crook of your neck. Trying to mask the noises that's about to fall from his lips. "Please what, love? I want to hear you say it.." You cooe in his ear, your tone can be heard as a need for him to just tell you his desire that he's been trying to mask. Andrew's dick twitch as he feel your finger slowly starting to thrust a bit faster. "I- need y-you.. Please... Ne-need you s'bad..!" He begged feeling you fasting up your movement. His head fall back as he let out a soft cry. "Does it make you feel good, love?" You smirk feeling him clench around your fingers not wanting to lose contact to it. "Use your words" You whisper in his ear, reminding him.

"Y-yes... Love it-love it s'much--! Please... I-i need it-"

|| Mike Morton

- he was actually the one who brought it up, mostly because he had been edging in his seat to ask you to try it with him since forever. Which of course, you agree.

- feeling your finger inside him, he'd let out a choked moan. He was expecting it to feel good, but not this good.

- would buck his hips to get more sensation of your finger inside him.

- "oh shit..-" Mike let out a choked moan as he throw his head back, your finger sliding in and out of his hole in a faster pace than before. "You enjoy this way more than I expect you to" You whisper in his ear, loving his reaction. Mike mosn loud as he lean in closer to you, his teeth sinking on your skin. His body shake from the pleasure. "S'good-! Fu.. Ck-! Please-please-!m-more-nh" He whine out, bucking his hips lower to get more friction from your finger, watching his desperate plead you chuckle. Mike lean in closer to you wrapping his hand around your shoulder as he nip your neck. His mind too clouded to form an actual sentence. You smile fasting up your pace, your finger brushing against his prostate "Beg more then, love" You cooe softly.

"Please-pl-ngh-ease.. -! Want you s'bad--! S'good-..!a-ahh--"

|| Victor Grantz

- he was surprised when you ask him to try it, but there's almost nothing Victor wouldn't do for you.

- he's eager to please you, so when you decide to change up a notch and please him he was taken a back, but he'll do it as long as it makes you happy.

- he wasn't expecting what he just feel being fingered by you, the way his mind starts to get numb. And how it felt so good he can't even registered it for a moment.

- "aww.. Look at how adorable you are like that, f'me?" You cooe, trailing kisses on Victor's neck to his collarbone. If it was possible, there would be small hearts flying on top of his head, he was at pure bliss. "S'good... I-ilove-yo-mu.. Ahh--! Ch!" He cries out, eyes rolling to the back of his skull as your finger thrust deeper. "Be a good boy for me and tell me how much I'm pleasing you, right now, why don't'cha?" You grin, nipping on his neck, leaving some love marks on his neck. His head thrown back, as he arch his back when your finger brush against his prostate. "S'good.. Please-- L-love.. You-so mu-angh--!" You chuckle at his attempt at forming a sentence. Teasing him even more you lean in closer to his ear. "What's that? I don't bear you the first time, love"

"Ple-ahh-! It's s'good.. -you're s'good--! I-loveyou.. so-mahh-uch...--!"

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request are open!

[athanasius-symposium-of-writings]

Desolate Sand

Literally was playing RD:O and took at nap and dreamt of this guy lol

Rated Explicit: Warnings: Vampirism, based loosely on Vampire Hunter D universe and the IDV Halloween lore

“If you choose a way to die,” Your voice coming from inside the carriage, “What would it be?” Trying to make idle banter to pass the time. It is a long trip before the next town is in view. The bounty hunter, Desolate Sand, will only stop to give the horses a break. Nothing more. The roads are dangerous for a human, adding vampires only makes it ten times more dangerous.

They already had some fledgling vampires try to attack them, but all died twelve miles back. Seems the vampire Lord Bloody Sword truly wants you dead, that only verified part of your story. The next half will be verified when he gets you to the rendezvous point with Misfit.

The other half of the payment awaits him there as well.

The bounty hunter swore to never involve himself with anything Nightstalkers-related, it always ends up messy. But… With a sigh as if giving up on trying to ignore you, “I guess looking at the sunset.”

“That sounds lovely!” You say, “I think mine would see a lake with fireflies.”

“Why?”

“It always sounds so mythical in books, I would like to experience that.” You smile as you reach your hand out to touch the man's back, “Andrew, I think I'm going on you.” Happy.

“Weeds grown in gardens, that does not mean it is necessarily a good thing.”

“So mean!” Pouting, “... I'm hungry…” Hate having to mention that.

“It is almost sunset, wait it out.”

You nod before pulling your hand away to curl up in your coffin. The preserved yellow flowers ease you to sleep off the hunger pains, if you can hold out a bit longer then Andrew will let you feed on him and he can rest during the night. You close your eyes thinking of anything other than blood, you think about the next town and how a bed will be nice to see and maybe there will be a general store with some sweets.

Andrew glances behind him as you are quiet longer than usual, it seems you fell asleep. Good, the longer you are up, the more the vampiric hunger will affect you. All your energy needs to be reserved for at night in case more of your hateful kin want another shot at you.

A dhampir, Misfit in his letter called you this, half human half vampire created by the Sacred Ancestor. Whoever that is, vampires and their need to be mysterious is annoying. Apparently, the Sacred Ancestor has ties to the Embrace, but nothing more is recorded due to the mysterious creature separating itself from the Embrace early before recorded vampiric history.

Complexities, he rather get paid quickly and move on.

Night arrives, horses are taking a rest, and Desolate Sand is in the carriage with you on his lap. He had only let you feed from him after the third attempt on your life destroyed the supply of pig's blood. Never has he heard of a vampire who refuses to drink human blood! There is a reason vampires are gluttonous and murderous towards humans, they are cattle that strengthen them more than any other living creatures could.

Andrew removes his coat partly then starts to unbutton his shirt until you tap his hands away and do it yourself. Gentle, you are very careful, giving thanks and apologizing for taking from him. It does not hurt, he is used to being stabbed and shot at so that a bite from you feels like a doctor's needle. The most he feels is the arousal that comes from the venom of the bite, it both makes the one bitten docile and draws more blood out of the wound. Those weak of will would be like a rabbit in the jaws of a wolf, Andrew had the fortune (or misfortune) of being trained by Misfit— It is the only reason he took this job.

You hold him, the attachment you have for him is clear yet he is keeping it minimal to no complex things, your hands trembling as you grip his shoulders. Your fangs deep into the vein in his neck, leaning your weight on him as you drink, his hand on your thigh squeezing to single it enough. You are careful as you remove your fangs from his neck, tongue licking the mess you made though he often told you not to. He hisses when your hips move, grinding on him as your hand starts to unbutton more than what is necessary.

He has slept with you once, a stupid decision looking back yet not one he regrets. It was needed to burn out that high blood gives vampires who first time experience drinking human blood.

As the Embrace spoke of human blood like water to drink from freely, the Sacred Ancestor spoke of it as vice. A drug, addictive, it enslaves and its chains burn upon the skin of the Nightstalkers. To feast on humans is to understand the consequence of it as well as the power it will unlock. This you understand, this is why you give thanks to Andrew and take only what is needed. However, you were not prepared for how human blood tastes, it outmatches any sweet you have ever eaten.

“Careful.” Grabbing your hips halting your movements before this becomes another night where he will struggle to wake up the next morning. Damn, vampire stamina. You place your forehead on his shoulder, breathing in and out before burying your face in his chest inhaling deep his scent. His skin is dusted by his blush, the bounty hunter turned his face to the side avoiding eye contact, mind counting how much ammunition is has left, anything to get his boner to calm down.

“Town,” You pull back when you can think clearly, “Could we?” It is strange for you to ask for such things of the flesh, “I will compensate you.”

“I ain’t some Saloon lass you can buy for the night,” Scoff, “When I want you then I will let you know, Nightstalker.” He is being mean to keep this at arm’s length, to keep you from slipping in somewhere you should not be. You claw off his lap a bit hurt but not emotionally hurt, you simply are needy after feeding and unrealistic want to ride the man until sunrise.

“Alright.” There is nothing more to say, you simply will burn out your frustration by… You do not know! Throw rocks? Andrew stares as you sit at the edge of the carriage with your back to him, readjusting his clothes before climbing into your coffin as it is the only comfortable spot in this carriage.

“Two sunrises and a sunset,” You say, “Then we can see your friend.”

“He's not my friend,” In The next town there is someone named Black Tulip, Desolate Sand knows him; you are excited to mean someone Andrew knows. “Let me do the talking when we get to town.” Closing his eyes after adjusting his rifle and revolvers to be accessible.

You pout, “Why? I can talk for myself!”

“Loose lips get you shot around here,” Answering, “You can talk when we are alone.” Because he does not trust anyone the second they hear how different you speak. Accent, pronunciation, clearly educated; all of these points against you.

“... Fine.”

You are terrible, a demon in the skin of beauty, and Andrew does not have the heart to stake you— Not like there is a cause for it. Maybe the venom is not so bad when he can keep up long enough to get a few shots in you before having to let you use his hand or thigh to get yourself off again.

The thin cigar in his mouth as he watches you try to give him a blow job. The room is nice and the bath pleasant, the courtesy of the Black Tulip. Andrew pulls the cigar out of his mouth to grit his teeth when your fangs touch a vein just right. A light enough skim that has him gripping your hair and pushing you further down his cock. You choke a bit, nails on his thighs leaving mini crescent marks, your eyes on his face that looked both pained and frustrated. He wants to cum and his cheeks burn from his blush, the realization he is pent up is messing with him. Guess if you are going to politely offer yourself he might as well make use of it before the inevitable separation.

You struggle to swallow his seed, a bit of mess down your chin and chest, eyes half shut.

“Show me.” Out of breath as he releases your hair to see the mess he made of you, cock drunk you who opens your mouth to show you swallow. “Christ.”

“More,” Nuzzling his still hard cock, “Please, more.”

The bounty hunter can, a few more rounds before the venom burns out.

You are grateful Andrew takes on the bed though you had no problem riding him on that chair he was sitting in. He is very considerate no matter how needy or desperately begging for him to simply bed you. You can take the momentary discomfort! You can handle a few seconds delay so long as his cock is in you!

Of course, you are later going to be grateful he takes the time to prepare you. You writhe as his mouth takes your nipple, toying with it with his tongue and teeth; as one hand is between your legs working your hole open with a mixture of your own essence and oil from the draws. Other hand holding you close to his chest and playing with the other nipple. Andrew has you lying on your side with your back to him, the angle a bit awkward for him to maneuver but it stops you from trying to bite while in mist of pleasure.

The first orgasm he draws out of you is slow and he helps you through the high. The second one is quick and has you saying his name louder than the first time. The third, he makes sure to have you on your back, balls deep in you, and letting you bite his wrist. You want this to last, you need it to last as long as possible, you crave him.

Blood, body, if possible his soul; the nature of a vampire cannot be tamed by human blood— The most it does is allow one to resist. The bounty hunter, Desolate Sand, is accommodating to allow you to take from him; he gives because it benefits him ultimately and maybe, just maybe, he likes you.

Not that he will say it.

The wall clock says it is three in the morning when both of you finally stop going at it like rabbits in spring, Andrew is sore all over. He barely notices you have left his side until he flinches at the warmth of a wet cloth on his face. Red eyes narrow then close as he realizes you are cleaning your mess.

[inferencesarchives]

`•- Their Love Languages

antonio paganini, andrew kreiss, kevin ayuso, luchino diruse, matthias czernin, naib subedar, william ellis x gn reader (all seperate)

prompt: love languages

warnings: physical touch (obvs cuz it's one of the love languages lmao)

a/n: wasn't able to get this out on time cuz i was busy but day 6 of the valentines event yippee!! also i have now spent 161 pulls for matthias and i still haven't gotten him yet. im now entering my villain arc

Starting off, Antonio loves giving you words of affirmation and physical touch. Every single day, whenever he's around you, he'll be holding your hand or hugging you affectionately as he whispers compliments and sweet words into your ears. He'll back off a bit if you dislike PDA, though. As much as he just wants to pick you up and smother you with his affection, he'll happily wait until the two of you are in private if that's what makes you comfortable. When it comes to receiving love, Antonio likes words of affirmation and quality time. He's often busy with matches or practicing a new song, so any time spent with you is time he treasures. It also makes him giddy whenever you compliment him. Whether it be you praising him after playing a song or doing well in a match, he always loves receiving your compliments.

Andrew is a bit awkward with his affection, but he loves to give you quality time whenever he can. It's not really something he can explain, but something about you just being there with him seems to wash all his worries away and make him feel truly at peace. Also, he likes to receive words of affirmation from you. Again, your presence is soothing to him, and whenever you give him kind words and reassurances, it always makes him feel calm and happy.

Kevin is extremely affectionate, and he loves giving just about everything. Oftentimes, when he's near you, he'll come up behind you and gently wrap his arms around your waist, giving you a surprise hug as well as a quick kiss on the cheek. He also likes giving you little compliments accompanied by affectionate petnames as he hugs you. Also, he'll be happy to take care of just about anything for you if he sees that you're feeling tired or unwell, and he'll give you a little gift in hopes that he can cheer you up, even if just a little bit. When it comes to receiving your affection, Kevin adores whenever you spend quality time with him or do little acts of service to help him. It never fails to make him feel warm inside when you offer to do some little mundane tasks for him before sitting down on the couch and cuddling with him.

Luchino is very busy, so he tries to apologize for it by spending quality time with you. He doesn't have very much time between matches and continuing his research on whatever new topic has caught his interest, but he always tries to make time for you at least once or twice a day. Oftentimes, he'll spend lunch with you, engaging in a pleasant conversation with you before he returns to his work. Sometimes, though, his work keeps him busy during your usual noon meeting times, so he tries to apologize by finding you sometime later in the day and spending a few moments with you. When he's receiving affection, Luchino loves whenever you give him words of affirmation and physical touch. It always warms his heart whenever you pay him a visit while he's working himself to the bone in his office. When you walk over to his chair and gently massage his shoulders while you whisper kind words in his ears, he just absolutely melts. He has a soft spot for you, and whenever you're sweet and kind to him, he always feels warm and fuzzy on the inside.

Matthias doesn't really know how to show affection, but he always tries to give you some quality time and gifts in order to show his love to you. Mostly, he just likes to be around you, as your presence tends to make him feel less worried and more peaceful. Oftentimes, the two of you aren't really doing anything specific together, he just likes to tag along with you wherever you go. Also, he'll often try to give you some small things that remind him of you. Typically, he either picks a few flowers from the manor's garden and gives them to you in a small bouquet, or he'll give you small little trinkets like a locket or something of the sort for you to keep in your pockets for good luck. When he receives affection from you, he values words of affirmation the most. Your kind reassurances always help him whenever he's feeling worried or doubtful of himself, and he feels honoured that you think of him so highly. He also likes receiving physical touch, though he prefers if you'd ask first before you touch him; It makes him more comfortable.

Naib isn't the best with affection, but he tries his best for you, and he often shows his love through acts of service and quality time. Most often, he tries to take care of miscellaneous tasks for you so that you're not too exhausted by the end of the day, and he loves to sit down and relax with you on the couch in the evenings. He's not used to receiving affection, so any kind actions from you tend to make him feel warm and jittery inside, really. Though, he especially loves whenever you give him words of affirmation or physical touch. After a long day, Naib loves nothing more than when you cuddle up to him and make him swoon with sweet compliments. He practically melts in your embrace every time, and all of his worry and stress that built up our the course of the day seems to dissipate immediately, leaving a happy and content Naib leaning comfortably into your touch.

Lastly, William is also very affectionate, and he likes to show you love through physical touch and gift giving the most. Several times throughout the day, he'll just casually walk up to you and proceed to give you the tightest spine-crushing hug ever before letting go, ruffling your hair, and walking off to go participate in another match with a goofy smile. He also gives you a bunch of random things, usually for no reason besides that he thought you'd like it. He gives you just about anything, whether it be flowers, chocolate, necklaces, or other things. He just likes to shower you in love and affection constantly. When he's on the receiving end, William is a sucker for words of affirmation and quality time. He just loves it whenever you tell him how great he did in a match or how well he did when practicing rugby, it just seems to always make him feel all giddy inside, and he can't help but grin like a lovestruck fool. He also adores the moments whenever you two are hanging around together. It doesn't matter what the two of you are doing, he just loves being able to spend time with you.

a/n: was gonna add some of the girls and also a few more guys in here too but i ran out of time rip

thanks for reading, and remember to take care of yourself!

[lririx]

This ask

VALE boys x shy gn reader

I'm sorry it took so long anon😭

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Victor Grantz

Expressing yourself has always been hard. Being shy makes talking to people a really hard task for you. Victor understood. He isn't good with words but can talk in necessary situations so it's not as hard for him. But he still understands.

Every day he saw how you struggled to keep a conversation and how nervous it made you feel.

He decided to leave notes for you. Notes that had words of encouragement. Notes that showed how much he loved you.

You always found notes in your pockets that had words that calmed you down.

It was his way of comforting you when he wasn't there.

Today was a tiring day. It was Emma's birthday and everyone decided to celebrate it together.

Parties aren't your thing. Kevin dragged you with him to talk to everyone else.

This was one of the most awkward days of your life.

You just stood there while everyone else talked and laughed.

Victor saw you and came towards you. He took your hand and walked to the green house.

The greenhouse is a quiet place. All the flowers and plants make the place feel like another world.

You sit on a chair as the moonlight shines on you.

Victor can't take his eyes off of you. You look beautiful is all he could think of.

He sits next to you and takes your hand.

“[Name].” He says.

“Hm?”

“You know you can ask me for help right?”

You giggle. “Where did that come from?”

“I just don't like seeing you struggle so much to talk to people. I mean you slightly change when you're talking to different people. It's tiring no?”

You look down to the floor. He's right. Altering your personality every time you talked to someone was tiring. You could only be yourself around Victor.

“I know you're worried it's just…I can't do anything about it it just happens.” Your said with a low voice.

“I know.” He said while smiling. “That's why I said you can ask me for help."

You blushed. You felt happy. He was the first ever person you expressed yourself to. The fact that he goes out of his way to tell you this made you feel warm inside.

You lean towards him and kiss him on the lips.

“I love you.” You said.

“I love you too.”

Andrew Kreiss

You've been participating in matches day after day.

You not only have your matches but end up participating in place of others when they can't attend.

This match was a long one. You ended up kiting Bane for pretty much the whole game but in the end you lost.

You came back to the Manor with cuts and bruises all over your body.

Andrew rushed to Emily's office to check on you.

“Are you OK?” He said as he panted.

“I'm OK don't worry.” You said with a weak smile. “I'm just tired.”

He took a deep breath and sat on a chair next to your bed.

He took your hands and sat there quietly.

The sight of you like this made his heart ache but also made his blood boil. Those selfish people. How can they keep giving their work to you?

“Andrew?” You said as you brushed a strand of hair away from his face.

“Why do you keep doing this?” He asked.

“What?”

“This. Why have you been attending others' matches left and right?”

“...Are you mad?”

“Of course I'm angry. I'm angry at you for throwing away your needs. I’m angry at you for overworking yourself. Im angry that you never asked me for help.!”

He went quiet for a second and then continued with a lower voice.

“But most of all I’m angry at myself. At the fact that I’m so useless that I don’t stand up for you…Whenever I think of the times where I could've pulled you away when someone asked for you to do something. The times where if I didn't let you attend a match you wouldn't have been in pain. Whenever I think of those I hate myself. I hate myself because I didn't do anything.”

Andrew understands you well. You two are really similar. So you can understand what he's feeling right now. You know how much he's beating himself up for it.

You drag him into a hug and you don't let go.

You start to kiss the top of his head and caress his hair.

“I'm sorry.” You muttered. “I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.”

“Please. Just stop wearing yourself out. For me.” He said in a low voice.

You nod. “I promise.” You whispered.

Luca Balsa

How many times has Orpheus made you “help him” and then dump all of his work on you because “he got a new idea”? You've lost count at this point.

You've gotten used to it but you obviously don't enjoy it but you just can't say no to him. You wanted to a couple of times but you just couldn't bring yourself to do it. You didn't want to turn him down when he asked for your help. Well that was one of the reasons. You didn't want him to dislike you. You don't want anyone to dislike you but Orpheus was one of the people that the idea of him disliking you scared you.

It wasn't only you who was bothered by this situation. Luca was really worried about you. You would come to his room, exhausted and drop yourself onto his bed and pass out pretty much every night.

Luca always stays up late. You have to drag him to bed if you want him to sleep. But after this routine with you and Orpheus started you would sleep without a word out of exhaustion. On some days he barely even saw you.

Orpheus told you to wake up earlier than usual today. You didn't sleep last night which didn't help. You get up, wash your face, get changed and go to the library where Orpheus told you to meet him.

“These are murder case files. I'm going to use these in my Novel.” He says. “So read these papers and write me a summary of them. I need it by tomorrow evening.”

You blacked out for half of the conversation. Your mind started to properly work just now and this is all you understood. You sighed and were about to say “I'll do it.” When you felt a hand on your shoulder.

“Sorry Orpheus.” Said a person you cherish. “But I need y/n's help today. I know you had plans but it's really urgent. I'm sure you can do this yourself.” He continued with a smile.

“Oh.” Said Orpheus. “Well I guess I wouldn't mind since they've helped me so much. Then bye for now.” He takes the papers and takes a seat in the library.

“What's wrong?” You ask Luca.

“Come on I need your help.” He takes your hand and drags you to his room.

You enter and he closes the door. “Well?” You ask.

He lays on the bed and pats the spot beside him. “I need you to sleep.” He says with a cocky smile.

“You dragged me all the way here to sleep?” you asked a bit annoyed. “I was supposed to help Orpheus.”

He gets up and sits on the bed. “You call that helping?” He asks. “He is using you. Well even if he doesn't have bad intentions he still doesn't care if you want to do it or not. You can't just say yes to everything people ask of you.”

He sounds a bit mad but he's keeping his cool. You lower your gaze and play with your fingers. You don't know what to say. I mean what can you say? You know he's right.

He sighs and gets up from the bed to stand in front of you and takes your hand. He grabs your chin and gently pulls up your head. “I'm worried about you OK? You're just tiring yourself like this it's not good for you.”

“You're one to talk.” You say annoyed.

He laughs. “Well at least I do something I enjoy. Plus you always make me rest. But you just won't listen to me no matter how hard I try.” He kisses your forehead. “I won't let you try to please people like this anymore. You have to start saying no to them.”

You don't say anything. Instead bury your face into his chest. Luca wraps his arms around you and kisses your head. “Come on. Let's sleep. Neither of us have slept these days.”

You tighten your arms around him and nod in response. Then both of you get on the bed and drift away into a deep sleep.

Edgar Valden

Failed rescues, terror shocks, short kites. You really messed up in today's match.

Well, everyone messes up.

But Freddy came up to you and started bickering with you.

“How can anyone be so bad?”

“Practicing is a good thing you know?”

“If you're going to mess up everything don't play the games.”

“Why did you even come to the Manor?”

His remarks didn't stop.

You couldn't say anything. You knew you did terribly in the match but it happens to everyone. He doesn't have the right to be this mad. But you couldn't say anything. Not a single word came out of your mouth. You just stood there while he said anything he wanted to you.

“What makes you think you can talk to them like that?!” You heard someone shout from across the room.

You look over Freddy's shoulder and see Edgar. He was fuming and coming towards Freddy.

“Your little lover over here messed up the whole game!” Freddy shouted. “Why do they even participate if they plays like this?”

Edgar grabbed Freddy by the collar. “You're disgusting.Have you forgotten how many times you've messed up the game yourself? How many times our win turned into a loss because of you? You think you have any right to be shouting at them like this?”

Freddy was surprised. His face was turning red. He quickly snatched away from Edgar's hand and left the room.

He huffed. Then he turned to you. “Why weren't you saying anything to him?” He looked angry.

You just burst into tears. He was surprised and came to his senses.

“I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say it like that. I'm sorry.” He panicked and pulled you into a hug.

“I'm sorry. I couldn't stand seeing you like that.”

You just cried into his chest. Freddy shouting at you like that scared you.

He caresses your hair and whispers “It's OK.” Sometimes.

After you've calmed down he pulls you away and wipes your tears. “Please. Stand up for yourself OK?” Then he pulled you into a hug again.

“I'm always here for you.”

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frederick and andrew with an s/o that loves giving them words of affirmation and acts of service??

here you go anon!!💞

frederick kreiburg and andrew kreiss with a s/o whose love language is words of affirmation/acts of service hcs🎼🕸

frederick kreiburg🎼

he's not as anxious as andrew, absolutely, but the exact same question runs around in both of their minds...

"do i really deserve this? why me, out of all people?" he wonders, even asking you directly, but he shall accept your affection nonetheless, out of appreciation and good manners

always feels guilty as he doesn't know how to repay you for your kindness, so in response to your kind words and acts he never forgets to shower you in praise

i'd say that he, when giving out affection, is bigger on the act-of-service and quality time part, at least on the surface, so he finds taking you out for dinner or opera the best way to thank you, refusing your pleas to at least split the bill

the time and moment(s) when yours' and his words of affection hit the hardest are during the dead hours of the night, cloaked behind the wine red curtains of his bed, your bodies intertwined with each other and his brain numbed out to nothing but the vibrations of your voice whispering praise into his skin, him pressing his lips onto your temples and combing through your hair with his fingers

like any artist, he's starving for praise - although, obviously, he won't ever admit it as he's well-mannered - and will cherish every single compliment or affirmation you give to him, never forgetting to get back at you with one when you least expect it from him

andrew kreiss🕸

ashamed and his face completely pink the first time you insist on helping him with reading labels or you compliment his hairdo that day - not going to lie, he's going to become a bit selfish and start craving it even more, going to extreme lengths just to hear some more gentle praise seep out of your mouth or to feel the softness of your palm through his leather gloves as you lead the way

the sudden ego stroke is new yet so incredibly addictive to him to the point he might become clingy or way more affectionate than he usually is, not wanting to let go of this daydream he's living in

in response to your affection - he obviously has to shower you with twice as much love and care, no? it's the only reasonable thing to do in his eyes

as much as he's determined to get back at you he's still incredibly shy in delivery, muttering it out nervously and maybe even rushing whatever he wants to help you with in fear that stretching it out will increase the chances of him embarrasing himself and ruining the image of him you have in your eyes

it's scary, leaning his head closer to your face to kiss it, complimenting your appearance that day, tending to your injuries in fear that he might mess up the wound even more and cause even more harm, gifting you some fruit he picked from the garden - brand new opportunities, leading to hundreds of both good and bad outcomes yet if it's for you, then he shall combat his fear of failure

as much as andrew seems naive due to his upbringing he doesn't trust people that easily and now that you gained his trust he's going to become very protective of you especially if you two end up in a match together, not letting the hunter (or the other survivors) get a single hit on you

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Hello! I've come across your post and was curious:)

Luca, Victor, Andrew, Matthias, Norton, Florian, Weepy x reader(not s/o) headcanons/oneshots/anyway you like but if I can be a little more specific, a shy/anxious reader?:)

The characters listed are just examples, you can remove, add, or choose whoever you want^^ I just like being a little specific but I completely do not mind with changes to your personal preferences. Thank you!!<333 Have a wonderful day💜💜

Andrew, Matthias, and Weepy With A Shy/Anxious Reader (Platonic)

(A/N)

Ofcc thank you for the request! I'll definitely make a part two with the other characters! i just wanted to make sure I got your request out in a short time!

Andrew Kreiss

-I feel like Andrew would do better with a shy friend. He likes being able to relate to them.

-But, if their anxious about something, Andrew will try to help them calm down. He'll try his best, using things that help him calm down.

-If anyone tries to make fun of them for their shy nature, Andrew isn't scared to stick up for them. He may have a generally shy deminer, but he can be mean when he wants to.

-In social settings, if they get overwhelmed, he takes them out of the situation.

-If their still kind of quiet even after he gets to know them, he's fine, just sitting in silence and enjoying his time with them.

-However, if they do get more talkative when he gets to know them, he loves listening to them talk for hours.

Matthias Czernin

-Matthias finds that he does better around other shy people.

-I feel like Matthias also gets anxious and quite easily at that. So he prefers someone not as loud.

-Matthias isn't very good at calming himself down, let alone someone else, so he can't help much during a panic attack.

-When they get closer to Matthias, he loves to talk about and show off his puppets.

-He tries to keep Louis away from them. He doesn't want him around since he is scared of him ruining his friendships.

-If their getting made fun of, Matthias won't really know what to do. I don't think he'll say anything, but their definitely not getting saved in matches now.

-Matthias will avoid most big social gatherings in general, so he'll 100% skip anything with them.

Weepy

-Weepy finds their shyness cute. He's just happy they want to be friends with him he doesn't care if their shy or not.

-If they have a panic attack, he doesn't really know what to do, but he'll try his best.

-Weepy loves listening to anything they have to say. He also loves talking If their not talkative.

-Weepy loves trying to make them laugh.

-If their getting made fun of, Weepy will comfort them, but he probably won't say anything directly. He'll also send them towards the hunter with his rocket.

-Weepy is quite anxious himself, so he relates to how they feel.

(Sorry if it's kinda short or not what you wanted 😿 feel free to give criticism)

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Andrew Kreiss x Reader general HCs

written with male reader in mind

Warnings: he/they for Andrew, mental illness, meltdowns, mention of violent behavior/force (there will be a cut before the section including these mentions), lightly implied neurodivergent Andrew, no beta reader (we die like men)

🪦 Andrew has never felt 100% attached to the identity that everyone else assigned to him. Everyone at the manor avoided him, not including his small circle of people that checked up on them occasionally.

🪦 when you had came along to the manor, you were immediately drawn to him. You couldn’t put your finger on it, but it was just something about them that captivated you. You speculate that maybe you see a bit of yourself in him.

🪦 Andrew tries to force himself into social situations with you at first. He’s not shy by any means, but he’s definitely not kind. The main reason why he keeps himself removed from everyone else is because he doesn’t want to offend anyone.

🪦 it is extremely easy to be Andrew’s friend. They value loyalty and honesty more than anything, but there’s no other requirements. Unless you’re super disrespectful and gossip a lot. Obviously, it’s a no for him.

🪦 the best dynamic I think you could ever have with Andrew is one that leans more on the platonic edge. He enjoys playful banter, but he’s not good at conveying any other emotion that isn’t disdain. If you two could go the rest of your lives pretending that you both hate eachother, he’d consider that a valuable relationship.

🪦 he acts drastically different based on his status. If he’s sick, he has no shame or embarrassment. He is much more blunt when it comes to his needs, but he isn’t as snappy like he usually is,

🪦 tired-drew is very similar. He’s much more physically affectionate, but he has a very sour way of speaking to you. If you were anyone else, your feelings might be hurt, but you simply just get sour right back at him.

🪦 there’s never really a time where he is “jubilant”, especially when you’re early on in your relationship. The only time you can get close is when you smother him. They will allow you to do such things to them, but you will need to be able to get your hands on him first.

🪦 Physical touch is good when he’s receiving, but do not ever expect for him to give you physical affection. He would much rather give you things and spend time with you then have to hold you.

🪦 he is extremely insecure, you need to remember this. As much as he prefers the platonic aspects of your relationship, he still needs to know that you do in fact love him and that you’re not just lonely.

🪦 he asks you a lot of questions, and he will remember all of your responses. He wonders a lot if he was just your only option, so the questions will be exactly like those stupid questions that people will ask their significant others.

“If I switched brains with ______ and you had to choose between me in their body or them in my body, who would you choose?”

“You in their body.”

“So you think they’re more attractive?”

Under cut: potentially triggering topics such as mental illness, mental breakdowns, meltdowns, and potential violent behavior (lashing out at a partner for crossing boundaries)

🪦 there are a lot of things you need to deal with that aren’t exactly positive, aside from the insecurity. Mental breakdowns and Anxious meltdowns are frequent, and they will need their space for awhile.

🪦 people who experience these can one hundred percent get violent. It does not matter how much Andrew loves you or how much you love him, do not be the person that kisses someone while they’re in mental distress. You both will end up getting hurt.

🪦 Andrew will not be afraid to use force against you if you get to close to him or touch him in any way while he is in these states, and he will not feel sorry. He might feel guilty, but unless he actually gets aggressive or violent, he finds no need to apologize.

🪦 in a lot of his meltdowns or really any time he isn’t doing good mentally, he does get the encouragement from his mind to just leave you, and he will at that moment. You can try to use logic with him, but it will not work. All you need to do is wait for this to pass and be there for him when he comes back to you (it takes him about a day or two, nothing crazy).

🪦 he cannot be with someone that isn’t patient. He is a patient person when it comes to people with similar needs or issues as him. If you are someone who experiences any type of stress or mental breakdowns similar to him, he is extremely patient.

🪦 this man does not have much self respect, but if they do notice that you two will do nothing but hurt eachother, he will walk out. You two can stay friends maybe, depending on the situation, but he will not stay with someone who will do nothing but hurt him or vice versa.