#luchino diruse x reader

[turbulentscrawl]

Steamy Rescues

Sorry, I'm just thinking about hot men saving my life today. Let me drool in peace

Warnings: suggestive stuff, delicious men

Naib

Your time in the chair was nearly up when Naib suddenly slammed into it at full speed. One second you were struggling against your restraints, cursing and consumed with desperate thoughts of freedom, and the next his hands were next to your head. Initially you fell silent because you were startled, but that quickly melted into a perverted sort of awe as you looked over the mercenary.

He was looming over you, muscles tense, toiled taut like a spring. His tight shirt was torn open like he’d been caught by the collar and wrenched himself free, leaving a teasing view of his sweaty, scarred, heaving chest. Some of his hair had slipped free of his hair band and clung to his damp face and neck. He was out of breath too, each exhale fanning down on you, panting less like a rescuer and more like a predator who’s cornered his prey. There was a certain musk wafting off of him…it was a bit maddening.

“I know, I know,” Naib said quickly. “You can tell me I look like shit later. We’ve got to GO.” He grabbed the bar pinning your torso to the chair and, with a flex of his biceps and feral grunt, ripped it off you.

“I’ll tell you something alright,” you gasp quietly, briefly wondering if your nose was bleeding.

Naib seemed to pay no mind to your mutterings. The last cipher popped, and the siren blaring in the distance gave you both a rush of adrenaline that overrode any lingering pain. Taking that que, Naib grabbed your wrist and all but dragged you sprinting to the gate.

When you were home free, though, he held your gaze daringly and asked, “So what did you want to tell me?”

Andrew

You had heard the disturbance of dirt nearby, but were too preoccupied with struggling to notice the source. The next second, Andrew’s dirty blonde hair (literally) popped out of the ground between your legs. He was already cursing under his breath, and shaking, just a bit. You vaguely remember hearing about Andrew being claustrophobic…. But those thoughts are washed away when he roughly grabs your thighs for support and you realize the exact position you’re in.

He had emerged a little too close to the chair and was having trouble getting out without sliding his body up against yours. The chair wobbled forward a little, hanging you over him, as one of the feet dangled into the hole he’d left in the dirt. He grabbed your caged forearms next, managing to haul himself out enough to be level with your chest.

“Can’t you help me?” he hissed, face flush with embarrassment at his predicament.

“I’m a little preoccupied,” you snap back, thankfully still having sense enough for it. Andrew clicks his tongue, hangs his head in what’s probably supposed to be shame…but his mop of hair hides his face and most of your lap from view, bringing even mor lewd thoughts to mind. “Y-you know, I’m kind of on a time crunch here!”

“Shut up, I know!” Andrew shouts. As soon as it’s out he clenches his teeth and looks over his shoulder for the Hunter, and without bothering to climb out of his hole starts fumbling with your restraints. When you pop free, the angle and weight of him clinging to you throws you both to the ground, your chest right on his face.

He screeched like a schoolgirl, but his tomato-red face was endearing enough to override most of the fear you felt for the remainder of the match.

Luchino

Though no one called him such, Luchino was a healer in his own right.

His skilled hands had patched you up twice already this match, and though the pain from Michiko’s cuts lingered, you could hardly complain when you thought about how Luchino had loomed over you. He was a polite man, but no-nonsense. Whenever you appeared at his cipher, alone and bleeding, he shoved you to your knees beneath him and got right to work. You couldn’t say if it was the adrenalin, but you were acutely aware of the heat radiating off his body the whole time. Of the gentle ghosting of his claws on your back, making you shiver. When he tied the bandages tight—too tight, almost, but he said that’s how they’re supposed to be—he grunted and huffed in your ear.

“All done,” he said, smirking. “Take these, too.” Luchino straightened up, but instead of returning to his cipher he applied some of that mystery serum to his forearm—his sleeves rolled up deliciously—and peeled away a hard patch of scales. You were too entranced by the oil-slick glisten it left on his skin to question why he was handing them to you.

Before you could stand, a butterfly alighted on your shoulder. Luchino reacted incredibly quickly; you blinked and he was hunched over you again, arms caging you fully to his chest. A sound like cracking glass met your ears the same time as his displeased hiss. Before you could ask, he grabbed you by the waist and threw you into a forward sprint, ordering “Go!”

[rosemaze-reveries]

During an interview, the manor guests suddenly get a question about you. (Part 2)

hello hello! here is part 2 as promised. there are less characters than I hoped to write, but in exchange each blurb is a little longer than pt.1 !

part 1 can be found here

🦌🪼🤡🦎🪞🤕🕯️🎭

Q. Could you describe your relationship with (Y/N)?

🦌 Bane rubs his chin, tracing his memory. "Hm... Indeed, I'm familiar with that name. I'd suppose that's someone I knew when I worked for the DeRosses." He crosses his arms with a low, contemplative grunt, as if struggling to remember anything else. "I'd need a photograph." I happen to have a couple on hand, and he takes them gently. A long period of silence follows. After leafing through the photos for some time, he says: "I remember. They were always talking about marriage." With you? "Mm. I was never interested, but I never said no. Eventually I made them a ring from a scrap of iron. I hoped they'd stop visiting me if I satisfied them... It's too dangerous to come to the forest everyday." Then he reaches into his pocket, pulling out a ring of his own. "In exchange, they gave one back." He's been cherishing it all this time, even when he'd forgotten its origin.

🪼 Ivy - "I'm no stranger to feeling like I'm missing my other half, you know. That sense of loss is one of the only constants I have left. (Y/N) fills my emptiness, and without them it increases twofold." I open my mouth to ask, Do you think you could be soulmates? but then my eyes dart to the Yithian and I realize my mistake. Sorry, was that insensitive? Ivy is not amused with my implication that she might be interested in claiming (Y/N)'s soul. "My dear interviewer, I am a scholar, not a monster. Whatever you're insinuating, you're gravely mistaken."

🤡 Joker's face suddenly hardens, in spite of the fragile, twiddling-thumbs demeanor he'd shown me thus far. His hands ball into shaking fists and his lips purse, as if he's psyching himself up for a fight. Are you okay? I ask, preemptively guarding myself with my clipboard. Tears brim his eyes and the strength falls from his shoulders. He mutters out, "All I wanted was to be their sword and shield, their angel of light, and they left me out of my mind. Hahaha... Wanna know the biggest joke of all? I'd let them drive me crazy all over again."

🦎 Luchino's mouth stretches into a lazy grin. "That one's a cutie, eh? Had the pleasure of meeting them yet?" I shake my head, reminding him that (Y/N) is the focus of my current investigation. I guess his laidback attitude fooled me into saying too much. He promptly straightens his back, the smile fading. "Yeah... Yeah, from one researcher to another, I get the intrigue," he says. "But I can't say I fancy another guy using my love as a test subject."

🪞 Mary - "Do you take pleasure in nosing around a lady's private affairs? I'd expect more tact, even for an interviewer." The chill in her tone startles me. I sputter out something in my defense, but Mary huffs and waves me into silence. "(Y/N) is enjoying the privilege of being my right-hand. They're my favorite one so far, too. I dismissed the others without a second thought."

🤕 Naib - "On good terms." Wringing out any insightful answers from this man is tougher than I thought. In hopes of inspiring more of a reaction, I tell a small lie: When I interviewed (Y/N), they described a rather colorful affection for you... Almost immediately, Naib breaks eye contact and crosses his arms. But I still only get a guttural "Hm." in response. Can you confirm if this is true? I press. His answer is, once again, a curt "Hm." (Slightly more affirmative, I would say).

🕯️ Philippe - "My work has always stood as a testament to my love," he caresses the wax figure grafted onto his shoulder, "but shielding someone in life is a far greater challenge than honoring my losses. My worries are endless." Suddenly reminded of his sister's tragedy, I offer a sympathetic smile. Do you believe (Y/N) is in danger? Philippe returns my smile, though I can't make out the intent. "Of course. Evil lurks around every corner. At the very least, it won't reach them while I'm around."

🎭 Sangria - A fond smile graces her face as she recounts her memory. "It was clear to me after some time that I had disastrously entranced them." Then she adds, lightly, "I hadn't meant to, of course. At the time, I thought, I'm not looking for love—no, I'd had enough of it all—but soon, their smile would appear in my mind every time I sang. When someone gives you that much inspiration? You'd be a fool to let them go." She has a playful tone of voice, but I can tell (Y/N) means a great deal to her.

[lostarchivesoforpheus]

`•- 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!

[athanasius-symposium-of-writings]

A gift for @turbulentscrawl i did my best bvhfvihiv

Rated T | Warnings: god why is this cute??

“Eyes are up here,” Not any hint of annoyance, just making you aware he knows where you are looking. “(Name).”

“I know.” Somehow you are aware of the cipher while staring, “Do you paint your nails?”

The Professor blinks and then looks at his hand, the one with fewer scales on it, “No, they grew out like this.”

“Do you file them?”

“When I have time. They are not easy to keep at this length.” This must be your way of trying to get to know him. He hears you are a chatterbox from the others, preppy, fairly excitable. A few hunters like to pick you out because you are easily frightened, a screamer. Luchino has heard it but sounds more silly than terrified, he even heard you giggling when Fool’s Gold caught you.

Maybe you are mentally unwell? Not unheard of for some to mentally break down in high stressful situations.

“Have you ever accidentally scratched yourself?” The cipher is almost done.

“Once or twice,” The cipher pops, “Go.” He runs in front of the hunter giving you time to find another cipher.

A tie, you got pity from the hunter called Disciple, not sure how. You claimed meowing back at her made her help you find a dungeon.

The next time you are around the Professor, you are staring at the snake in the case. He has passed you twice and you haven't moved from your spot. Maybe you are like Emil? Though you seem more stable than him.

“(Name), tell me something about you.”

“I like dinosaurs.” Speaking up, “Where I'm from there are a ton of movies about them. I like Godzilla.” Not a dinosaur but he is cool.

“Fascinating,” Luchino said at his desk writing notes, “You said you were from a time further ahead of Lucky Guy.”

“Yeah. Not by much.” You get up to see what the Professor is doing, “Oh, you don't name them?” Disappointed.

“Would you like to name them?”

You smile and point at each of the reptiles in the room giving them a name and nickname.

You are fairly harmless, too harmless, and fearless too. One who can stare down those like Undead deserves some matter of respect. Still, he wished you would have not taken the role of kiting the hunter when you have no known ability to help you.

“You stare a lot.”

“Sorry, this time it was your chest.” Looking at him, “Do you hate them?”

“Hate what exactly?”

You still are digging through the chest, “Your scales. I think they are pretty.” You are the first person to compliment them.

“Thank you.” Being polite, “Do you know how to use that?” Seeing you pull out a perfume.

“Nope! Gonna find out soon.”

You got chaired but not before you used the perfume bottom like ‘pepper spray’. The hunter was not happy.

After matches, you return to his room to look at ‘Carl’ the snake. You feed ‘Josh’ the gecko. And sleep in a corner next to ‘Liz’ the iguana. Simple names, he nearly found himself writing those names in his reports.

“If I could be anything,” You one day say out of the blue, “It would be a dragon.”

“And pray tell why a dragon?”

“Easy, because dragons are cool.” There is a charm to how your answers have the simplicity of a child. “You?”

“Hm,” He already has seen a possible future of himself as the ‘Evil Reptilian’, “A bird.”

“That sounds sad.” You say, “I thought you said cat so you can enjoy naps and stuff.”

“A bird can go anywhere it pleases,” He leans against the chair as he loosens his braids, “A cat requires a person to care for it.”

“Doesn't seem too bad. Just be cute and fluffy all day and be taken care of.” You stare at Liz who is staring at you.

“Is that something you want? To be taken care of?” Curious.

“Of course!”

“And what about being a dragon?”

“I can be a dragon and be spoiled by my human followers.” You laugh ‘evilly’ at the end.

Shaking his head as resumes working.

[mizu0xox0]

Emergency Transport Luchino x gn reader headcannons

(this was written and based on the skin descriptions for all the COA 7 skins. This wasn't based on any COA 7 lore as it hasn't been released yet. Also not proofread)

-Emergency Transport Luchino who was your loving husband before the whole world turned upside down and he still is, the only difference was his hatred towards these life devouring creatures that had appeared seemingly out of nowhere.

-Emergency Transport Luchino whose hatred was fueled even more when you had gotten infected and were placed under observation by the research team. You were kept in a room for the researcher's safety. Every now and then Luchino would visit you and when he does all he can do is speak and look at you with a glass wall acting as a barrier from him touching you. At times he would try his best not to cry when you put your hand against the glass as he does the same, he wishes to feel your touch even just once is enough for him.

-Emergency Transport Luchino who embarks on an expedition with Pioneer Research, Mycology, Doomsday Rescuer and Rare Case. As Luchino operates the vehicle to their location, he feels envy at times when the rear view mirror catches a glimmer of Doomsday Rescuer and Rare Case acting affectionately at the backseat. It painfully reminds him of how he used to be able to hold you, kiss you and touch you. Yet now that was just a fleeting dream as there was a glass barrier separating the both of you.

-As they ventured further down the hole and to the source that caused this all. Emergency Transport Luchino who has to remind himself that each step he takes, he’ll be closer to knowing the truth and hopefully finding a cure for you as your condition worsened gradually day by day. Your agonizing shrieks of pain haunt him as he saw a white parasite growing out of your left eye the day before he left for the expedition. How he wishes he could have broken that glass barrier and held you in his arms to comfort you in his embrace. But that didn’t matter for now as the team went deeper into the hole.

-Emergency Transport Luchino who exits the source with the rest of the team and heads back to the safe place. However they weren’t the same as they were before leaving. The facility is in shambles with the researchers fleeing the place as bright red alarms flashed and sounded noisily.Leaving you behind as you laid in a corner of your ‘enclosure’ only for the glass that kept you from the others to be shattered.

-Emergency Transport Luchino who embraces you in his arms after all could you blame him? It's been awhile but why now, what if he got infected by you? Were your first concerns however as he removed his mask. In front of you was no longer the man you loved but rather a husk of his former self or something akin to that.

-Emergency Transport Luchino who gave into his desires, even though he knew he shouldn't have.But how could he not when he saw you and him living in normalcy from the Lord Of Calamity, so he got infected willingly. But it's alright it was still him, just like you as he carried your weakened and fragile body through the hallways of blaring alarms and red flashing lights. This was what he hoped for wasn’t it? To touch you once more, to hold you close once more even if this wasn’t the outcome you both wanted in the end.

Thank you for reading! I somehow managed to write this out thanks to the major brain rot I was having of this skin.

[zdux]

Hi! I saw that your requests are open, and I, as expected, came to make a request! Your writings are beautiful 🍀

May I request some IdV HCs for Luchino with a Reader (Survivor, if possible) who uses jumping stilts? I just find it hilarious that a human can jump almost as high as him, hA-

Have a good day/evening/night/morning, and feel free to decline! Bye!

(sorry for my possible mistakes, english isn't my first language)

Sure!! Sorry for the late response, I'm horrible about writing things on time. But your english is great! I think at the time of writing my draft for this, which was quite a while ago, I had planned to write it as Hunter Luchino x Survivor!Reader, so that's what I've got going on here. I don't remember if his survivor form had been released at that time or not but just for clarification, this is Hunter Luchino ^^

Luchino x Survivor!Reader who uses Jumping Stilts

Luchino was used to all sorts of strange new survivors with strange new skills appearing at the manor, but he never expected this.

He had been in a match, hunting as usual, when he saw a rather tall survivor working on a cipher a ways away. He chuckled to himself, thinking about how height must be a disadvantage when trying to survive in a game like this. He launched himself over, just barely missing

You screamed, running off as quickly as you could, and he began to follow. After a while of running, kiting, and lucky misses from Luchino, he finally had you cornered. The only way for you to get out was up, onto a balcony, and to his surprise, up you went.

He had noticed the strange devices on your legs when he tried to hit you the first time, and realized that they were the cause behind your height. But he had assumed they were some kind of leg brace, not a device to help you jump. He was incredibly impressed you managed to get that high.

He quickly followed you, faster than you had anticipated, and grabbed you by the back of your shirt. Dangling you in the air before him, he looked you up and down, studying your stilts for a moment before speaking.

"Those allow you to jump like me?" He asked, though it was more of a statement than a question.

"Y-yes. They're jumping stilts." You nervously replied, heart beating out of your chest.

He made a noise that sounded like a grunt, before using his other hand to lift one of your legs closer to his face so that he could examine it.

"Can I make a deal with you?" He said after a moment. "I'll let you go, end the match, if you allow me to study these back at the manor. I've wasted enough time chasing you, and frankly I don't see why I should down you and risk breaking these contraptions."

You nodded yes, agreeing, and he put you back on the ground. He had you follow him around, asking you to try jumping onto different spots and see which ones you could and couldn't get to. By the time he had finished, your teammates had finished the ciphers and begun opening the doors. They pinged on their radios that you should leave, and that they could help you, but you pinged back to leave without you, so they did.

Luchino walked you to the gates, making small talk, asking more questions about the stilts, simply having a pleasant conversation until you made it to your location. He bid you farewell and sent you on your way, before walking away, presumably to whatever exit the hunters used.

Despite the fact that he was a hunter, tasked with eliminating you and your fellow survivors, you felt strangely comfortable around him. Maybe it was that he shared your inquisitive nature, maybe it was because he was such pleasant company, always offering you tea whenever you met with him to discuss the stilts, or maybe it was the fact that after enough meetings, the stilts were all but forgotten in conversation. What started out as a mutual interest became a regular meeting for the two of you, enjoying tea and one another's conversation.

Eventually, you noticed your own heart raced when around him, but not in the way it used to. You tried not to read into the little things, like how he started stuttering sometimes when you accidently touched his hand reaching for more tea, or how he would clear his throat after making eye contact with you for what felt like just a little too long. But you wanted to read into it, deep down, you wanted to be right.

And you were. He couldn't quite bring himself to say it, or to do anything about it, but you were so incredibly right. He too had started to have feelings for you, someone clever like him, someone who shared a bit of his strangeness, someone he was beginning to trust. It was hard not to fall for you, but here he was. He was hooked on every word you spoke. He wasn't ready to say it yet, but he was truly falling for you.

I hope you enjoyed!! Again, sorry it took so long, but I ended up rewriting everything I had done, and I'm glad I did because this is a much more detailed post than the original was.

[antonio-kisser]

Can I request Luchino x reader where reader does something nice for him for his birthday? :>

!!!!

Planning surprises for Luchino is hard, he always knows when you’re up to something, whether it be by the smile on your face or the look in your eyes, he always knows

So you’ve enlisted the help of his friends to keep him busy while you make plans for his special day

Every time he tries to talk to you suddenly Antonio and Joseph want to ask him about his studies (strange… Joseph seems like the last man on earth to want to know about these sorts of things…)

During an evening when Luchino has been swept away from his desk, you come up with the brilliant idea to take him to Lakeside and have a picnic at night and so begins your plans.

It’s very hard to keep it to yourself, it’s just so exciting. You end up dragging along a few survivors to help you set up.

The picnic becomes an even bigger one, deciding to invite everyone in the manor to celebrate him

His birthday comes and the day goes smoothly, he’s a little surprised you haven’t done anything out of the ordinary

When the two of you go back to your rooms you pretend to realize you lost something on Lakeside and of course, Luchino decides to help

As you make your way to the big shipwreck at the back of the map you yell “surprise!”

The entire back half is covered in dim lights and picnic blankets with everyone at the manor celebrating. Confetti is popped and he’s totally shocked

To think you’ve managed to hide something this big from him, it’s so amazing

He pulls you into the tightest hug imaginable and you press a kiss to his cheek.

“Happy Birthday, Luchino.”

[smittenroses]

⌞ask box open⌝ | ⌞commissions open⌝ | ⌞ko-fi?⌝ | ⌞Patreon coming soon⌝

— Fossils

Fandom — Identity V Pairing — Professor | Luchino Diruse/Paleontologist reader Summary — The Professor joins the Paleontologist on one of many trips to the Lakeside Request — Hello there (>▽<)ﾉ Wanted to request since the ask box is open! Can I request Luchino (It could be Evil Reptilian or Professor since i'm not sure which one to pick--) with survivor reader who's a Paleontologist? Like they mostly study on dinosaur fossils and such, I feel like they'd give Luchino a mini fossil of a dinosaur that's close related to one of Luchino's favorite reptile, I hope this is ok! (*꒪ヮ꒪*) Content Warnings — none Word Count — 531 words Author's note — I want to bite his ear

“It seems our little dinosaur hunter is down in a hole again.”

Glancing up at the shadow that was cast over your form in the hole you had made, the Professor’s brown eyes twinkled in amusement, his white sleeves rolled up to his elbows as he leaned over the hole, seeming to admire the work that you had put in to dig up what may have been a car’s worth of soil in the middle of lakeside, your gear covered in dirt and mud and other matter as you sat, crouched over a mound of hard dirt.

“There’s not really much else to do, Diruse.” Your fingers worked at the patch of dirt, tools coming to and forth from your hands as you worked the dirt pile piece by piece, your heart fluttering as you thought about what this could be; could it be a new discovery, a new creature that hadn’t been discovered by anyone else and would be your greatest achievement? You could picture it now, your name up in lights in the museums, in science magazines, maybe you’d finally get your own book deal.

You’d finally get the funding you deserved.

“There’s plenty to do here, dinosaur hunter.” Sliding down the side of the hole, dirt was kicked up from his landing as it blew into your eyes, sitting straight up as you coughed and spluttered, wiping the dirt from your face with your arm as you heard the professor close the gap, Luchino’s feet stopping shy from your excavation site. “So, what is this?”

“Currently it’s a pile of dirt,” you managed between coughs, “nothing more than that yet.”

“Interesting.” You heard the scrape of his nails against dirt as he picked up one of your tools, watching as he played with the sharp end of your scraper once the dirt had finally settled, his oddly patched skin seeming to catch the light with each muscle twitch, each movement he made. He certainly was a weird man, but a man who took in the same interest as you picked up your tools, brushing, chipping, and scraping away at the mound.

You knew that you would have to fill back in the dirt before the next match could start, after all, your site served as a safety hazard, but yet as your tools met something hard and not nearly as breakable as dirt, your eyes lit up as you quickened your pace, the hard callused fossil coming up to the surface, the indents of a life form easily visible from your view.

“A common lizard.” And there went your excitement. Glancing up at the professor as he removed the fossil from the ground, twisting his fingers in the dirt to free it, you watched as he examined it, the spines, the grooves, the indents before he looked back at you, standing to his full height before beginning to climb out. “I’m keeping this.”

Wait, what? “W-wait, that’s my find!” scrambling to your feet to chase after him.

You failed to notice the limbed serpent that had been watching you from its perch, slithering into your hole once you were gone; oh well, she could wait another day.

[sakurayumeno]

k, f, d from the smut alphabet with victor and surv luchino?

NSFW Alphabet Hcs.

Character: Victor and Luchino [S].

Genre: Smut, Headcanon game.

Letters: K, T (Victor), K, F, D (Luchino).

Victor

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Praising and edging (on him).

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He hasn't even given much detailed thought about sex, let alone what to add to "spice it up", so no he doesn't own any, but he's more than happy to try out any that you'd have in mind.

Luchino || Survivor

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Marking, overstimulation, cockwarming, biting, aphrodisiacs, dumbification, light choking, and body worship.

(A little background on marking/ biting: He has little fangs in his teeth, so when he bites you, you know they're gonna leave a mark, a long lasting one at that.)

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

He has two: Bending you over a flat surface and taking you from behind, hand around your neck holding your upper half up. And doggystyle: the kind where he has your ass propped up for him and your face buried in the sheets.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Just once, he'd like for someone to walk in on you two. Not that he'd go out of his way for such a thing, he values your privacy after all, but he takes pleasure in showing others their place in your relationship; bystanders and nothing more, which is pretty evident as he's the one blowing your back out, not them.

[adiluv]

For funsies, how would your survivor and hunter main react to the realization they got a crush and dealing with it?

;Also thank you so much for all the posts and so quickly too?! I eat all of them like so scrumptiously that I bang my head against the wall and walk around to deal with the fluff)

ooh this is a really fun prompt! i'm actually really excited because i don't usually see my mains requested too often for these sorts of things, so it's fun to imagine!

not too sure if i should just go ahead and give my opinions here or make a post, so i'll just answer it here—but if you're interested on seeing this as a real post then feel free to let me know because i could definitely go on about them!

Kurt would try to appear totally calm and collected in front of his crush, trying to imagine himself in the place of the protagonists of his favorite novels... though he fails miserably. He'd be the type to lean against a crate during a match to look suave, only for it to fall over and cause you to miss a calibration. He'd probably lead a hunter over to you—accidentally—not realizing he was being followed due to the excitement of getting to talk to you. Would spend all day daydreaming about asking you out, though he always changes the topic whenever he's presented with the chance.

Luchino certainly doesn't hold out much hope when it comes to romance. For one, I imagine that he'd be on the more in-experienced side when it comes to things like flirting—something attributed to his work as a scientist—though his transformation certainly doesn't help his confidence. His attempts at 'flirting' would be telling you facts about snakes and reptiles, or going friendly whenever he plays against you and insisting on carrying you around the whole match. He'd also be incredibly shy, hopping away whenever you try to ask why he's acting so kind to you.

the both of them are obvious, really. i'm talking "Haha, wouldn't it be funny if the map was Red Church and we stood at the alter together..? Jk! Unless..?" obvious. you'd definitely know that they have a crush on you. But I think it's cute!

and thank you so much for the compliments! the devil works harder but tumblr user "fruity-moment" works harder! i decided to take a break today so i don't end up going overboard with posting—but I'm very grateful that my writing is a wonderful and nutritious meal!! ꒰ ˶•̀ ᗜ •́˶꒱

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Luchino x Reader pt 2

As 7:00 pm approached you starting getting a bit nervous. You went into the bathroom to makes sure you looked nice. One voice is telling you ‘you look fine and another is telling you ‘you look Awful’ but as you looked in the mirror you start to realize that you look fine.

“Holy crap It’s almost 7:00 I better leave!” You said walking out of the door to your house as you started walking to the party you anxiety rose. ‘Why does he want too see me again?’you pondered trying to stay clam and be cool.

As you arrived to the party you noticed that there weren’t too many people there and so a little part of you felt relieved. “Thank goodness.” You whispered to yourself as you walked into the party.

As you began your ritual of just standing in the corner looking like you’re in time out you felt a tap on you shoulder “Ah Mrs y/n you came.” He said calmly “Oh well of course I came. You wanted me too right?” You asked all of questioning why you came “Yes I did. And don’t worry I made sure not too many people were here. I wouldn’t want to overwhelm you like last night.” Luchino stated “Really? Thank you.” You said with a smile on your face

“So would would you like to do first” He asked happily “well umm…” you didn’t get a chance to finish your sentence as the music distracted you. Luchino noticed you got cut off by the music “would you like to dance?” He asked going in front of you holding his hand out “oh well I can’t really dance and this is more of a slow song and what if I step on your feet.” You voiced concerned for your pride and his feet. “You’ll be fine i promise. I’ll guide you.”

“Are you sure?” You asked worried as took his hand “yes, very.” He affirmed as he took you to the dance floor. The song was a slower and more melo song in contrast to the one playing before it. Luchino held you close to his body as both your hands were intertwined with your other hand on his shoulder and his other hand on your waist.

After a bit of finding where your feet go while trying not to step on his feet you felt you got the hang of it a little but there was only one problem you couldn’t stop looking down at your feet. “It’s ok if you look up you know.” All of a sudden you hear Luchinos voice “Oh well-“ you tried to speak but you were cut off by him “I know you don’t want to step on my feet but if you do I promise you it’s not the end of the world.” He interrupted. “Alright if you say so.” You utter as you lifted your face up to see his face smiling at you.

After a while of dancing and talking for a bit you had both gotten a little bored. “Hey would you like to go outside again?” He asked “Yes I would love to.” You replied as you let go of him.

As you both sat at the fountain you noticed something crawling up Luchinos arm. You didn’t know whether he felt it or not but you felt need to say something. “Umm hey i don’t know if you noticed but there’s a lizard crawling on you.” You uttered trying not not to sound freaked out “Oh I know she’s mine. She’s just wants attention.” He answered picking her up “Cool! Can I hold her?” You asked “of course you can!” He said holding her out to you.

As you took her in your hands she started crawling all over you. You starting giggling because it tickled “So what’s her name?” You asked as you somehow manage to catch her and put her back in your hands again “Hmm good question I haven’t named her yet.” He admitted “what do you mean? I thought you said she was yours?” You questioned him “well the thing is she’s not really mine… one day she just sort of came up to me and took a strange liking to me.” He said laughing slightly “Well we have to give her a name because how will we- I mean you call her.” You corrected in a bit of an awkward tone “Oh well you do make a good point.” He muttered

“So what should we name her” you asked as you both got from your seats and sat her down on the fountain as you both got on your knees to get a better look at her. “Well what about Lea?” He proposed confidently “No. Lea the lizard that’s to cheesy.” You remark “how about Liza?” He laughed “Ok that’s enough suggestions from you.” You declared.

The lizard watched as you both bickered about her name. “Ok well what did you have in mind?” He asked “well how about… Oh! Bianca!” You said with a big smile on your face “Hmm… Bianca… That’s a good name.” He agreed “I know” you purred smiling “Not only that but our little Bianca here seems to like it.” He stated as he noticed she was wagging her tail “Haha that wonderful!” You laughed getting up from your knees and scoping her back up into your hands

As you started to talking to Bianca about how bad Luchino is at naming things he smiled at you adoringly but he snapped out of it when you asked “What time is it?” “Oh i think it’s around 12 o’clock” Luchino guessed “Oh really well I think it’s time for me to go.” You uttered “Well alright if you must leave I won’t stop you. But you will come tomorrow right?” He questioned hoping the answer was a yes “Of course I will Luchino. Bye now. Oh and bye bye Bianca” you said as you kissed the top of her head and gave Bianca to Luchino.

“Good bye Y/n have a good night” he said calmly taking Bianca into his hands “you too Luchino.” You added as you left the function. “Lucky” Luchino said to the lizard when you were out of ear shot.

THE TIME HAS COME WHERE I FINISH THE 2nd CHAPTER TO SOMETHING! GO ME!

[turbulentscrawl]

Hot as Sin pt.2

Featuring Luchino, Ithaqua, Fool's Gold, and Aesop. More to come later ;)

These are NSFW, so minors please dni with this post. Also, these get a lil kinkier than the last part I did, so please make sure to check the warnings at the start of each before reading entirely!

Luchino (survivor)

Warnings: breeding kink, scratching and biting, Luchino calls reader “pet”

Luchino’s desk creaked with the snapping of hips, screeching occasionally as it shifted minutely across the hardwood. Paperwork was strewn wildly about the floor, and what was left beneath your body was quickly becoming soiled by a mixture of sweat and cum. Growling, Luchino hauled your raised leg further onto the desk, and clamped his sharp hands on your ass cheeks.

“I told you to hold still,” he said darkly. But it was awfully hard to do that when he was fucking you with such force. Your whole body shuttered with each stroke, even your labored breaths interrupted, choked. The one leg you were allowed to stand on was bruising, pinned between Luchino’s hard body and the edge of his desk. Angry red lines on your legs, back, and ass, left from his dark claws, swelled with tiny pindrops of blood.

“Luchino, I--” you choked out. When you started to form words beyond his name, one of his hands delivered a rough slap to your ass. In the split second it took you to yelp, Luchino shifted himself to press against your back and nibbled your earlobe with sharpened teeth.

“My name, your safe word, and thank you are the only things you’re allowed to say, pet,” he said between rhythmic breaths. “The only other sounds out of your pretty lips should be nonsensical pleasures. Now—” He groaned long, deep, and pushed his hips flush against you. “Thank me for filling you up again.”

You shivered at the spreading warmth in your core, whispering thanks into the air. Luchino rested against you for just a few moments and then sunk his teeth into your shoulder. You yelped again, and he pressed you into the desk with his body weight, already rutting into you again and growling from what you could only assume was overstimulation. He slapped your ass again, always a sign of his displeasure, and you leap into words because you already knew what he wanted.

“Th-thank you, Luchino,” you said, louder and louder. “Thank you for filling me up with your hot cum, thank you for breeding me.”

“Good pet,” Luchino sighed, releasing you from his teeth. His long togue laves over the wound left behind, and one of his hands starts to sink down the length of your body. “Let’s have you match me on the next one, hmm?”

Ithaqua

Warnings: slight degradation, semi-public sex

“You take me like a fucking whore, you know?” Ithaqua giggled into your ear. His body hovered over your like a tight cage, pinning you to the warm hedgemaze grasses and keeping your knees pressed to your shoulders. His stilts and mask were tossed aside somewhere, along with most of your clothes. He was clawing grooves into the soil near your head. “I hardly have to do any work, you could suck me back in all on your own. You need me so badly, hmm?”

He stopped running his mouth long enough to press his chapped lips against yours, moaning in time with a series of more rapid pumps into you. He licked his lips when he pulled away, like he was savoring your taste. His black eyes zeroed in on yours the second you started to respond, nothing short of obsession in his gaze.

“I d-do, I need you, I need you, I need you,” you cried, clutching his sleeves like a lifeline. Ithaqua’s head lolled further back with each repetition of the phrase, eyes slowly rolling back and a wide grin spreading across his face. He was practically glowing from the affirmations. “I love you, Ithaqua!”

“Fuck, oh fuuuuck, that’s right you do,” he gasped. He shifted with a speed you couldn’t comprehend, swiping your hands and pinning them to the grass at full arm’s length, stretching his lean body over you like a cat. His thrusts lost some depth from the position, but he made up for it with greater speed. His lips grazed your cheek as he continued to speak into your skin, first to you but then devolving into undirected rambling, “I love you too, dearest. Don’t you worry. I’ll take good care of you, my good little slut, I’ll fuck you nice and stupid. You love this, don’t you? You love me, love it when I fill you up. You won’t be able to walk when I’m done with you, I’ll make sure of that. You’ll never need to look at anyone else. You don’t need anyone else but me.”

You shivered from his voice in your ear, his unrelenting thrusts into your core, all of it sending your body into flush and shivers. Ithaqua was all around you, in you, he made sure there was nothing else to consider but himself and the pleasures he provided.

One of his hands abandoned yours, sliding down to pinch your face with clawed fingers. His grin fell against your mouth, an odd kiss. “I can see it in your face. You’re about to come, aren’t you? Don’t keep me waiting, darling, let me see you in ecstasy!”

Fool’s Gold

Warnings: public sex, size difference, dirty talk

Such a jealous bastard he was, this warped version of Norton.

Most of the other survivors had already been cleared out of the duo match already, securing your loss, but somehow you still survived. It was touch-and-go for a while, between Joseph’s attacks in his camera world and “Fool’s Gold”’s tenacity outside it. The two Hunters had been on your tail for a while, cutting in one each other’s attempts to catch you, but it was Norton who got to you first. Instead of dragging you to the chair, though, he’d brought you in front of one of Joseph’s cameras, where the image of you taking Hunter cock was now immortalized by the camera world’s projection.

You didn’t have to worry about death by internal bleeding, at least, as his dick was among the few parts of his body that was still flesh. It was, however, just as massive as the rest of him. Norton held you effortlessly by your hips, leaving you folded like a lawn chair in his rocky grip, legs dangling and flailing while he fucked himself with you like an overgrown toy.

“Nor-hughh, Norton,” you cried back at him, careful to use his human name and not the moniker he hated. “S-someone will s-see!”

“Don’t tell me you’ve changed your mind. Would you rather I just throw you in a chair?” He chuckled above you, voice like hot coals, pace unrelenting. He laughed harder when you shook your head desperately. “Good. I want them to watch me use you like a cock sleeve. See me claim you.” He turned on unsteady feet, pointing your vision towards Joseph’s photograph display. In the image, Norton’s cock has halfway split you open and he’s grinning with that ever-persistent wickedness. A stream of smoke is leaving his mouth while your face is contorted in shock and pleasure. There’s a bulge forming on your lower gut. “Bet the sick fuck is in there, admiring your tight hole like he has a chance. But it’s my cock stretching it open.” Norton’s words tumbled into gravely, cough-broken laughter. His grip on you tightened and suddenly he was fucking you faster, harder. “I’m gonna make you scream, too, so everyone who’s left can hear it. The ones stuck in the chairs over there will know—everyone in both manors is gonna know you’re mine.”

You were quickly devolving into the sounds he wanted, stuck, mid-air, being wrecked by his powerful thrusts. Beneath you, his shoes caught stray drips of your saliva and slick.

“That’s right,” he growled. “Just like that. I’m only getting started, babe.”

Aesop

Warnings: consensual drugging implied (this is not safe even if consensual, don’t try it irl folks), restraints, toys

Everything is warm, no, hot, hot, and swimming like a desert mirage.

“Can you still hear me?” Aesop’s voice calls with a brassy echo. “If you understand me, say ‘yes’.” Trying to speak sends a surge of heat up through your sternum, so what comes out was only a garbled whimper. Aesop steps around his worktable, where you’re tied down in all your naked glory, and comes into shimmering view. His favorite mask is still on, but his eyes have the squint of a gentle smile to them. “I see. I’m going to check your vitals, please try not to squirm too much.” He holds your wrist, presses something ice-cold to your elbow, your chest, your ribs. The freeze contrasts the lava in your veins. A nitrile-gloved hand pinches one of your hardened nipples and draws a sluggish yelp from your throat.

“Good, you’re fine. And you don’t seem to dislike it,” Aesop muses while he massages you. “Since you’re not able to speak reliably, I’m going to stick to what we agreed on beforehand, alright? Nothing more.” He leans down and presses a masked kiss to your forehead before stepping out of sight again. There’s wobbly sounds of metal clanking, and items being set on the table down near your hips. You manage to lift your heavy head just enough to see Aesop grab the metal bar locking your knees apart and push it up, exposing you further to him. His other hand rubs the underside of your thigh soothingly. “You’re already dripping, you know. I think we can skip most of the prep.”

He picks something up from the side, pops a cap. His eyes catch your effort to watch him, and he holds up a thick dildo for you to see, his hands slicking it with lube. “Let’s start with this one, yes?” Even in your daze, you’re certain he’s smirking under his mask. The head of the toy slides against you, and you’re suddenly, acutely aware of the great need pulsing in your body. You were hot before, but now you’re on fire, shivering, gasping, desperate for Aesop to go from rubbing to moremoremore.

And you get your wish. Aesop pushes the thick toy into you all at once and hits the perfect spot. You quiver against the table, babbling praise as full-body shutters rattle your restraints. The room spins more and more as you come, and Aesop’s calm, muffled voice wrapping around you like a blanket. One of his hands rests against your lower stomach, thumb stroking your pelvic bones. You’re not sure if it’s supposed to be soothing or teasing.

“That was beautiful,” Aesop says, sounding breathless. Wet squelches also reach your ears, followed by more shocks of pleasure. He’s still fucking the toy into you. “But we’ve got an hour still, give or take. So please show me that again, as many times as you can.”

[the-manors-writer]

Got any Luchino hcs?

of course, detective! i hope you don’t mind that i went with his hunter identity :] - mod orpheus

request: general luchino headcanons pairing: [luchino diruse] evil reptilian x gn!reader warnings: none

luchino diruse

luchino is a worrisome lover, regardless if you’re strong or not

it’s mainly because luchino is no longer human, therefore his limits are much more different than what yours would be

he isn’t too overbearing though!

he’s a big sweet tooth, but rarely ever indulges in it

luchino actually used to cook a lot but he can’t anymore, which upsets him greatly sometimes since he used to snack on chocolates but if he tried that now he’d probably puke out his stomach

so whenever you come with something he can stomach that’s sweet for his cravings, he’s so fucking happy

honestly anything that you’d make for him he’d be so happy

luchino’s love language is gifting things and physical affection

and boy, does he love physical affection

considering he’s a whole ass reptile monster now, luchino is much bigger than the average person would be

meaning anyone, including you, would be smaller than him

and he loves that

he loves that a lot

luchino loves holding you in his arms or his tail, trotting you around whenever he can

he’s very gentle on you whenever you ask him to be

now if you ask him to not be gentle, that’s a whole other story we’ll discuss later

luchino loves whenever you run your hands through his hair, whether its braided or let down

especially after a match

he finds solace in your arms as your fingers comb through his locks, scritching his scales

one of his favourite past times is letting you braid his hair in preperation for the first match of the day

be forewarned he takes up a lot of space in the bed, but if you like a man like that, then i’m sure you and professor diruse would get along well!

[art credit -  @campusdaigo]

[lostarchivesoforpheus]

`•- This Strange Feeling

luchino diruse (survivor) x gn reader

prompt: realizing they've fallen in love with you

warnings: physical touch

a/n: day 1 of the @philomena-propellente valentines event!! im very excited to participate in the very first event with my network aaaa!!!! i hope u all like this :] i love luchino sm

The professor had taken an interest in you from the moment you first stepped foot into the manor.

It was a strange phenomenon that he couldn't quite explain. The moment he first saw you, he felt strangely drawn to you in a way he hadn't ever felt before. From the way you talked, the way you presented yourself, the way you expressed your emotions, everything about you seemed to pique his interest.

Though you were still new to the manor, you were kind and friendly as you got to know the other survivors. This kindness eventually extended to him as well, and he was pleasantly surprised when you expressed a casual interest in hearing about his studies after he'd introduced himself. He wasn't used to having someone be interested in hearing about his research ever since he arrived at the manor.

For some odd reason, the idea made him feel strangely warm inside...

Throughout your first few months at the manor, the professor swiftly became a good friend of yours, and he was always quick to give you tips whenever you needed. He was always able to instruct you on what to do when in matches, and he was always nearby to support if you needed it. Every time you ended up using any advice he gave you, that same warm feeling emerged in his chest once more.

He really was unsure of what this strange feeling was. He just didn't understand where this warmth in his chest was coming from, or why he only ever felt this way around you. He'd have to figure this out, research it, and piece it all together. He had to think, what could this feeling mean? Why did he only ever feel that warmth around you? Just what was the reason for this strange, warm feeling in his chest?

Wait... No, he couldn't be...

After a long time of researching and trying to figure out what this feeling was, he had finally found a conclusion, but... He didn't know how to face this realization. He cared about you, of course, but he didn't want to risk his friendship with you. You were the nearest and dearest to his heart, and he valued you for your kindness. No, there was no way he... Even if he did, there was no way you'd...

Over the next few weeks, he grows extremely conflicted with himself. He cares a lot about you, and you were the most valuable person in his life, but... He highly doubted that you would ever think of him like that.

The last straw for him was at the end of a tough match together. It was the end of the match, and a teammate had already escaped through an exit gate as he was strapped to a rocket chair. The hunter was patrolling the area, and his chair time was almost up, but that didn't stop you from taking the risk. Hastily, yet carefully, you suddenly swooped in for the rescue, pulling him off the chair and dragging him towards the exit gate as you try to block a hit for him. He hardly had time to process everything when you practically shoved him out the exit gate, turning what should've been a draw into a wonderfully executed victory.

As you pull him back with you to the manor, he stared silently at you as he tries to process your actions, finding your decision to rescue him endearing and admirable at the same time. When you look back at him to see if he's alright, he can't help but feel extremely warm and fluttery inside, that strange, affectionate feeling now stronger than ever. At that point, he finally knew.

Luchino Diruse was absolutely, positively, 100% in love with you.

a/n: LIZARD GUY!!!!!! THE EVER!!!!!!! I LOVE HIM!!!!!!!!!! LUCHINOOOOOOO!!!!! THE SILLY!!!!!!!!! I LOVE LUCHINO SM!!!

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

[athanasius-symposium-of-writings]

Wine Heated

For @turbulentscrawl <3

Rated: Explicit | Warnings: none

i wish this skin came back! literally always have a crush on the wine god (hades' dionysus is so HOT and they made professor literally him aaaa)

You know him well, you offer all your prayers to all the Gods, but you know him well as he blesses your crops with the sweetest fruit-- Both in the land and your womb. You have been blessed with many children with each living a happy, healthy, and wealthy life. As you grow older, you cannot harvest the fruit the way you used to and give your offering to the God who looks out for you so fondly.

You sigh as your old body is making you less and less able to do the minor tasks at the house.

A home, an empty nest that was well lived in by you and your husband and all the children you bared.

As you lay your head on your bed, eyes closing, you smell a sweet scent and a glimpse of a white cloth.

“(Name), my favorite mortal.”

The world shifts, you wake up not on your bed but in the arms of a man you have never seen before. Yet, you do not move, there is no fear or shock. Because you do know the man who is eating a grape in a way that makes you suddenly envious of the fruit. You look around and you recognize the temple you are in for you have seen a glimpse of it in dreams in your youth when you were of age to begin giving offerings to the spring-heated wine god.

“Finally awake,” You turn your head back to him who stares at you the way your husband did, maybe more intensely with a gleeful smile, “She awakens!” Picking you in his arms makes you panic and cling to him by wrapping your arms around his neck, “My sweet blossom, welcome home!”

“Home?” Speaking after he puts you down allowing you to stand there in confusion. You see your hands, the youth return to them, and you examine yourself seeing you only wearing a chiton that is much too thin to be proper, “But I…”

“You have given me much, often my cups are full of wine created from your fruits.” Picking up a golden chalice, “Faithful to all but you saved your best for me.”

“By the Gods,” A hand over your heart, “I am so sorry I could not deliver you proper offerings as my body began to fail me.” Going on your knees begging for forgiveness.

“You need not beg for my forgiveness,” Kneeling and petting your hair, “You who have given me the sweetest of offerings and kindest of prayers of thanks.” You raise your head when guides you to look upon him, “It is only right I return such devotion.”

The Spring Heated Wine God has many titles, the most commonly known titles are fertility, festivity, and insanity. The latter is rare unless he is not given offerings to keep him in high joyful spirits.

You worshiped him as the Seer of the land told you to, to give offerings and pray in thanks. In return, you have been blessed and others around you with joy and happiness.

Though you wish to be in the underworld wandering in Elysian Fields with your husband, the God of Wine has called upon you to be his, this new life granted by him as part of his thanks. You are to be by his side, to fill his cup, and in turn, he will continue to love you as one should upon a worshiper.

He lays upon the kline in his private chambers upon your request, you are not ready (or ever will) to be taken in front of the pans and nymphs he has in the temple. His eyes are warm, inviting, and clearly announcing his infatuation with you as you are naked upon his lap. Your hands are on his chest, fingers brushing upon the scales that shine like precious gems. He likes it when you dare bite back when he bites your chest, littering your skin with his mark with teeth.

Luchino, this is the name he once was called before mortals gave him a title, he loves how you moan it out. When you are close but he stops you before that fall to bliss, you pout and say his name much differently from your prayers. 

Begging should follow, he rather enjoys how you retaliate by taking measures into your own hands, greedy humans. He drinks his wine as you chase bliss once more desperately as you say his name each time his thrusts meet yours, his lips sharing the sweet taste of nectar mixed within the wine.

You nearly choke on both the intoxicating taste, his tongue in your mouth, and once more his thumb rubs your clit.

“Luchino!” Pulling your mouth away to give one verbal warning while your body seizes, velveteen walls spasming around his cock. He holds you close to him taking over as he changes positions so you are lying underneath him.

Faster, harder, a growl you feel the rumble of it on your chest, his teeth on the side of your neck threatening to break skin. You in kind dig your nails into the back of the Wine God scraping down and a few times catching a scale you learn is sensitive around the area where skin turns into scale.

You feel him fill you, his cum filling your womb and spilling onto the linen sheets. After a few thrusts, he keeps on that high until oversensitivity has you whining like a poor kitten seeking attention.

You go lax on kline, trying to catch your breath as moves to lay beside you, pity he pulls out taking away the warmth and fullness of his cock.

[sdr2lovemail]

hey luchino, what do you call a lizard that sings?

A rap-tile

He slowly blinks his eyes as his tail flickers in confusion.

“I’m sorry my dear, I don’t understand the joke. Though I believe my confusion is caused by our quite large generation gap.” 

“However I would love to hear of the tales of the future and this “rap” so to speak. The stories of your time intrigue me.” 

Getting up from his table in the hunter’s lounge, Luchino grabs a chair from the other side and brings it closer to his. “Have a seat, my dear. I would love to hear more of the future’s musical endeavors.”

He sits back in his chair, with his tail curled up into his lap, and sets his head into his clawed hand, eager to give you his full attention.

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