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simp-cafe · 1 year

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pairing : kevin ayuso x norton campbell

words : 781

content warning : none, just fluff.

fandom : identity v (game)

Digno de Amor

The wind gets stronger the closer they get to the top, although Norton kept complaining he loved weather like this, his plan was to not really do much until dinner time. But there he was following that stupid cowboy again, he couldn't exactly think of rejecting his invites and couldn't admit he enjoyed his company, Kevin Ayuso could read him easily like an open book.

"It's too windy!" he exclaimed, struggling with the hair getting in front of his eyes. Both of them were wearing more casual clothing.

Norton heard him laugh with ease, holding his hat so it wouldn't fly away. "You're more grumpy than ever! Don't worry it will be fine." The cowboy was carrying a basket, the brunette didn't know what was inside, he hoped it was food. Kevin knew how to cook some nice stuff like bread, cookies.. All of that country side stuff. On the top of the hill they found a big tree, its leaves blocking the soft sunshines in the evening.

The cowboy sat down and that made the prospector do the same. The basket looked like it was handmade, not by some random person but Kevin. He knew some things Norton didn't even care about in the slightest, actually he found them boring but he would change his mind after he gave it a try.

"I made these thinking of you, I hope you like them" The older man opened the basket, showing brown fluffy dough protected by a napkin with a flower pattern. It made Norton blush a little at those words, his deep voice is extremely attractive.

"Why did you do this? To me specifically, aren't you like a flirt? There are alot of girls in this place anyway I'm sure one of them would accept hanging out with you alone." Norton finally lets his words out, it's been on his head for a while. He thought Kevin should stay with a woman, he actually knew someone who liked him romantically. But there he was with Norton again.

Kevin was surprised at what he said, and surprised about how Norton thought of himself, not worthy of love, a loner forever, isolated from the people and world around him. "Norton, I'm with you now because I like you."

The wind stopped for a moment, and Norton inhaled and exhaled quickly, as if he was gaining courage to talk again, but he was interrupted by a hand caressing his scar and cheek. His face got more red, he stared at Kevin with wide eyes. The older man's hands were too much for his brain to process, it was overwhelming but so good. A soft kiss was placed on his lips, the cowboy's beard made his face tickle. For the first time his heart was beating fast because of someone, it wasn't because of the adrenaline of running or whatever he felt after that incident. It's so good it's dangerous.

Kevin's hands moved from his face to his hair, "I like you alot, I thought I was obvious enough". He was right, it was obvious, but Norton, who truly thinks he's not deserving, he's ugly, unworthy of living couldn't get it at all. Ayuso was the stroke of vivid color in his gray life painting, actually how can someone stay happy and enjoy life after what happened? Kevin was so much more mature than him, he knew more about life than him.

"Do you like me too?" The cowboy asked, hoping for a positive answer. The wind made the leaves lightly move, hesitant, the prospector answered.

"I do" He sighed, a pain arched in his chest, he felt breathless.

Kevin laughed again, offering the chocolate cake pieces to him. "Eat it up." He waits for Norton to eat it out of his hand, so he does.

"Thank you, for liking me, doing all this silly stuff for someone like me." The brunette blushed again.

"It's no big deal. An old friend told me that existing is already a reason to be loved."

"I guess that's true." He got silent for a moment before Kevin made him rest his head in the older man's chest

They stayed like that for a while, Norton didn't expect this to happen faster than he thought it would. Being held by Kevin was extremely comforting and warm, it made all of his tense muscles soften at touch. Hours passed, they made small talk, they held each other's hands until it got dark. On their way downhill, the cowboy put his hat on the prospector, everything Kevin did was all of the sudden (in a good way), and hugged in closer while walking back to the manor.

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nightwonder7 · 1 month

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"How is your head as dense as your body?" Duo hunter shenanigans.

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t0bey · 2 months

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the solo queue rank experience

#identity v #idv #vera nair #victor grantz #martha behamfil #kevin ayuso #idv perfumer #idv postman #idv coordinator #idv cowboy #my art

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janitorbot · 6 months

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The burden of wealth.

Comic commissioned by Klennentine and Miiyumi from IG, thank you :)

#identity v #idv #fancomic #comic commision #idv mercenary #naib subedar #idv prospector #norton campbell #idv perfumer #vera nair #idv cowboy #kevin ayuso #idv gardener #emma woods

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chawawanya · 1 month

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Another batch

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coldlesbians · 27 days

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Orpheus this is not helping!!

Reading all their backstories makes me realize how many of them have dead or missing lovers… :,,) some of the characters here I am only guessing and going off headcanons though so spare me

#idv #idv art #idv fanart #idv hunter #idv hell ember #idv survivor #idv geisha #idv opera singer #idv cowboy #idv psychologist #idv entomologist #identity v #idv violinist

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otakusparkle · 23 days

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Every heartbeat syncs with yours, composing our melody until the end of time! Let's groove to our favorite tunes together and stay tuned for the music festival!

#idv #identity v #idv official illustration #idv fool's gold #norton campbell #idv novelist #idv orpheus #idv journalist #alice deross #idv opera singer #idv sangria #idv acrobat #mike morton #idv cowboy #kevin ayuso

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kekeiraa · 2 months

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laundry and taxes

#me omw to redraw kevjose as every angsty quote/scene known to mankind:#i was listening to careless whisper while drawing this #idv #identity v #fanart #identity v fanart #idv fanart #art #idv jose #jose baden #idv first officer #jose idv #idv kevin #kevin ayuso #kevin alonso #idv cowboy #kevin idv #kevjose #idv ship

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dentiststoothfairy · 7 months

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Omg okay, okay...idv character with a s/o who's really bad at showing emotions with their face, so they always have something with them, like a mask with the right emotion or paper with a smiley on it!

Like, they can't smile, so they get a sheet of paper out of their pocket and draw a little smile on it!

Maybe with Norton (bc i love this man omg) OR your fave idv character? I would be interested in who you like 👀🌟

Also stay hydrated and enjoy your day/night 💕

[𝙺𝙴𝙴𝙴𝚅𝚅𝙸𝙸𝙽𝙽𝙽 😍😍 𝚂𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝙰 𝙷𝙾𝚁𝚂𝙴 𝚁𝙸𝙳𝙴 𝙰 𝙲𝙾𝚆𝙱𝙾𝚈 𝙰𝙼 𝙸 𝚁𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃, 𝙻𝙰𝙳𝙸𝙴𝚂? 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙼𝙰𝙽 𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝚂𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝙼𝙴 𝙰𝙽𝚈𝙳𝙰𝚈- 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚜𝚑. 𝙸 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝. ]

🍩 𝐍𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥 🍩& 🤠𝐊𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐲𝐮𝐬𝐨 / 𝐀𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐨 🤠

𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐬/𝐨

🍩 𝐍𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥 🍩

Honestly that's fucking genius.

He has a pretty hard time expressing his emotions himself. Whether he's feeling angrier or whether he's feeling apathetic or the rare silliness...

So, the first time you two met- you both probably assumed the other was an asshole. But uh, EVIDENTLY THAT DIDN'T LAST.

He's always double checking whether or not you're comfortable with shit. That little notepad you have is a GOD SENT.

Honestly? He probably steals your tactic. He scribbles a little '🖕' middle finger emoji for people he doesn't like.

"How did the match go Y/N?"

" 😞"

"Awh.."

That's basically your dynamic. It's really fucking cute actually.

Yeah, Freddy thought it was strange but Norton shut that mother fucker right up. (Literally)

If you ever lost your papers? He'd go out of his way to get you more. These SAVE him and you. So, he's absolutely cool with that.

🤠 𝐊𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐲𝐮𝐬𝐨 / 𝐀𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐨 🤠

Honestly? He was a little confused at first.

He probably didn't even realise you were carrying a paper at first. He was just staring at your face as his expression slowly morphed to one of unease as your expression didn't change at all-

Once you gestured down to your paper- OH HE SIGHED WITH SUCH RELIEF! He thought he made you uncomfortable!

He doesn't mind it at all! Whatever helps you out. In fact, if it helps you communicate? He'd rather you use it then be left without it.

He actually finds it pretty interesting. That is pretty damn inventive. He wouldn't of thought of anything like that honestly.

He's always making sure you've got the supplies you need. Is your marker running out of ink? Do you have enough paper? Are you good?

He finds it so endearing as well. It's charming!

#x reader #x y/n #anon #anon ask #identity v #idv #norton campbell x reader #norton x reader #norton campbell #kevin ayuso #idv kevin x reader #kevin alonso #Kevin alonso x reader #the prospector #the prospector idv #the cowboy #the cowboy idv

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reasonxtro · 16 days

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Posting again,hello chat

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akuma-tenshi · 1 month

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i would like to introduce you all to the family my friend and i have created through sheer love of these characters

#the creation started with “what if kevin and kurt were like. in love”#bestie is a kevin main and i'm a memory main so through a bunch of matches of us playing them together she became his daughter #and therefore also became kurt's daughter bc in our brains they're husbands #for lily it's basically the exact same situation i play lily a lot and he mains kevin so now she's their daughter too #and then with matthias the whole thing was just “he needs a hug”#i don't actually know if matthias is a teenager. i personally see him as around like. 19 - 20 but i know that's not real bc he can drink #they've been giving me so much serotonin lately i can't be normal abt them #rambling #idv #identity v #kevin ayuso #kevin alonso #idv cowboy #lily barriere #idv cheerleader #idv memory #idv little girl #matthias czernin #idv puppeteer #kurt frank #idv explorer #kurtvin #i put way too much thought into their height differences. idk if it's totally accurate but it's close i think #what matters is that matthias and kurt are Tol kevin is shorter than them and lily and memory are Teeny bc they're kiddos

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anininas · 1 year

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Some recent idv doodles from when I was farming for coa

#identity v #idv #idv entomologist #melly plinius #idv prisoner #luca balsa #idv cowboy #kevin alonso #idv toy merchant #annie lester #idv composer #frederick kreiburg #idv soul weaver #idv violetta #alva lorenz #idv hermit #ani's scribbles

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nightwonder7 · 3 months

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Support your teammates

#identity v #idv #identity v fanart #idv fanart #identity v puppeteer #idv puppeteer #matthias czernin #identity v aeroplanist #idv aeroplanist #charles holt #identity v cowboy #idv cowboy #kevin ayuso #identity v louis #idv louis #comic #night's art

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t0bey · 8 months

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no more running

#identity v #idv #victor grantz #joseph desaulnier #kevin ayuso #idv postman #idv photographer #idv cowboy #my art

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turbulentscrawl · 3 months

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Could I get an Aesop, Norton and Kevin with a S/O who gets turned into a hunter because they learned too much? Like. Their Significant other was always very enthusiastic about discovering secrets and stuff, and they started acting off because they discovered something BAD. And within a month or so. They moved officially to the hunter manor? 🙏

If that's too much, feel free to ignore or decline!

I put my own spin on this, i hope you don't mind! This is SFW but going under the cut because it plays into the horror aspect of the game. Also, I don't have the time to whip up a kevin header currently and don't have the patience to wait on posting this....so I'll get his made and added later!

Warnings: body horror, angst

The worst part of it all is that you can’t even remember the reason for it all.

You were a seeker, a searcher, always nosing into places and subjects you didn’t belong. You craved to know the world’s secrets and that included the manor’s. You spent long hours, days, weeks, investigating the manor’s records, the histories of its inhabitants, obtaining the aid of…some horrific woman. A veritable snake. She told you something. Something bad…. Something that ruined you from the inside out, necrosing its way through every cell.

The changes come slowly at first, and painfully. Your muscles and joints would ache. Your head would throb. Your bones would move on their own, shifting and stretching inside your tearing meat. You drowned in darkness, and suffocated in blinding lights. The worst moments of your life came to you again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again! Again!

And when all the pain finally melted away, you were different. The friendly faces around you were once your enemies. Your own face was that of a lion, and the original of it staring back was the clueless lamb.

Aesop

-He showed little interest in your “search for answers.” He wants to understand everything better too, true, but even the detective sorts among you had found few answers. Orpheus, Alice, Naib…. No offense to you, of course, I’m just saying he wasn’t be holding his breath….

-But far be it from this recluse to stop you. He of all people understands what it means to hyperfocus on your work. Work is familiarity, truth, and on some level he can imagine how a tangled mystery might be as comfortable to you as a corpse is to him. They both reveal truths in indirect ways.

-Because of your busybody separation from one another during this time, he likely doesn’t notice the changes right away. He probably finds out from someone else about the aches and pains you’ve been having, the sweats, fever, and all without a match in the records to explain them away. People didn’t get sick in the manor, yet somehow you inexplicably were.

-Then you sleep. For days. You’re still enough that Aesop almost feels like he’s watching over one of his 'normal' patients, like he should be doing your makeup. He’s calm, but checks for your pulse and breathing a lot. That’s when he notices you crying in your sleep.

-And things only go downhill from there. Aesop is generally level-headed, but there’s something about your aura that begins to disturb him. He refuses to leave, to abandon you when something is obviously wrong, but you go more and more still under his watchful eyes. You stop breathing, your skin goes pallid, but blood is still hot in your veins—he gives your thumb a pinprick to be sure of it. Your pillow is always wet because you won’t stop silently crying.

-On a whim one day, he decides to check your eyes. He collapses to the ground when he realizes the sockets are empty and raw. He runs from your room then, and when Emily returns to investigate your body is gone.

-The next day, you return in perfect condition. Healthy, though confused, and with no memory of that last several weeks of pain. You both had a match the next day, and Aesop decided he would focus on protecting you above anything else.

-But the Hunter was new. Eerie, unspeaking, blind…and cried ceaselessly. Aesop was frozen in genuine fear when the other you lumbered by him, choking on pained sobs, perhaps in search of your old peace.

Norton

-He told you from the beginning that it was a bad idea. Norton was not an educated man but he had sense—and experience—enough to know when paranormal shit was not to be trifled with. He still had nightmares about that eye….

-But you went on ahead with your business anyway. He let you, albeit while watching his back a whole lot more. Isolating. Swallowing his dread. You remind him of his mistakes before you even make them.

-He doesn’t think much of your first symptoms. Norton gets sore sometimes, and feels ill. The Black Lung never did leave him, and some days he handles it worse than others. You have nothing like that, though, and after several days of persisting discomfort he remembers that fact and sends you to Emily. She’s as perplexed as him though, and that makes him feel even more nervous.

-He also doesn’t notice for a while that you’ve stopped talking about your search entirely. He asks you about it once, when he catches you staring at the wall in a daze, and feels like a knife pierces his lung when you say you don’t have the faintest clue what he’s talking about.

-He keeps catching you like that. Paralyzed in a particular spot. Watching things, unblinking. When you come to, you don’t remember what you were doing. Your memory starts go slip away like Luca’s does, but somehow it’s more severe. You remember who you are, who he is, but everything else is gone. Some evenings he practically has to spoon feed you dinner because the concept of silverware and food have escaped you.

-Paranoid of what it all means, Norton starts to stay with you at night. But he gets no sleep during those times because all night you moan in pain. When Norton wraps his arms around you for comfort, he wears he feels your muscles twisting and undulating under your skin.

-Norton does not remember the last time he’s screamed, but he did the day after you finally seemed better. After he finally started to relax again. He was decoding in the top floor of the hospital when he heard that familiar moaning coming from below. He freezes at the sound, and when he looks over his shoulder he sees a twisted, stretched figure crawling up through the gaping hole in the floor. He knows the hair, the voice, but nothing else is you.

-And he screams, backed up against the cipher like a cornered animal. Never in his life has he not tried to run for his life, but when this Hunter of you locks eyes with him he can’t. He can’t run from what he didn’t fight harder against. Even when facing Fool’s Gold—himself—he’s never felt so much like a failure.

Kevin

-He’s always known he lacks your foresight. Kevin can’t begin to suspect the truth of things like this place. The sprawling vastness of it, he doesn’t trust himself to comprehend the complexity, the darkness. But you? Well, even if this it all a bit eerie, he’s got faith in your intelligence.

-He plays closer attention to you than the other two. The second you start to look off, he tasks notice. He sees the obsession in your face, the dark bags under your eyes, the way your nose digs deeper into things than before. You become…pushier with people.

-Kevin suggests you take a break, but you wave him off. You’re onto something, you say, and just need a little more understanding before everything unravels. He doesn’t like that word. “Unravel.”

-Which is perhaps a premonition, because it’s a great word to describe what happens to you. When you’re awake—and you are awake for irrationally long hours—you seem positively mad. You whisper to yourself in words that don’t sound human. He catches “Hastur” among them a few times, and “Witch” but once again his own comprehension fails.

-And when you sleep, you scream. The fist few nights it happened, he and a few others came running from down the hall and roused you. You didn’t remember the terrors. Night after night it happened, the response dwindling until it was just Kevin abandoning his own sleep to help you from whatever was terrifying you in your sleep.

-Then, you stopped waking up. He tried everything! Water, those smelling salts Emily had. Nothing would wake you and you just kept screaming, screaming, screaming like you were being dissected in your bed. After three days of not sleeping himself, Kevin carried your thrashing form to the infirmary. He was horrified when Emily suggested restraining and gagging you, but he had no other ideas himself. He slept in the chair nearby for what felt like weeks.

-And one day it all stopped. Kevin woke up, cracked his stiff neck, and noticed you were gone from your restraints. Emily was as confused as he was, but before the panic could build you emerged from your own bedroom, right as rain.

-He pulled you aside and cried in your arms until he passed out himself.

-The next match, though, started his own series of nightmares. Only a few minutes in he heard that scream. That blood-curdling wail that had been seared into his memory. It paralyzed him, and everyone else, on the spot. And then the vestige of your suffering appeared. Dark, shivering, voice raw and pained. The new Hunter that rounded the corner was undeniably you, and Kevin was sure he’d never know another peaceful day again.

#idv x reader #identity v #aesop carl x reader #kevin ayuso x reader #norton campbell x reader #idv prospector #idv embalmer #idv cowboy #turbulentscrawl

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