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rosemaze-reveries · 25 days

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During an interview, the manor guests suddenly get a question about you.

this is def an experimental format!! i got this idea while reading the character letters. in the POV of an unknown interviewer (not reader). reader uses they/them.

🔗⚰️📰🔮❤️‍🩹💉🌪️✂️🍀🩰🔫🪡🤹🧲🦋🐍

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

🔗 Ada - "Yes, that's my lover. I would say our relationship falls within the typical scope of that sort of thing. Of course, I believe we share something special, but everyone does when they're in love, don't they?" She covers all her bases in one decisive breath, leaving little room for me to comment.

⚰️ Aesop sits perfectly upright, fingers threaded at his knees. His eyes drift to the side and he seems to begin speaking mid-thought. "I had... cautioned myself not to upset their perception of me," he explains. "But they pried, and stayed, regardless of what they found... For that, I'm grateful."

📰 Alice has kept a sharp eye on me the entire time, but it's at this question that she drops the formalities. "I wasn't aware you would be prying into my personal affairs. Where did you learn that name?" Her frankness pins me in place. For some reason, I end up apologizing.

🔮 Eli can't help a sheepish smile from blooming across his face. "Well, truthfully... I don't use this term lightly, but they might be the love of my life." He has been consistently grounded with his responses, so I'm surprised to catch him flustered, however subtle it is. Personally, I'm touched.

❤️‍🩹 Emil considers for a moment. He doesn't meet me in the eye, instead pinning his gaze on nowhere in particular. A faint smile ghosts his lips. After a while, he answers, simply, "Safe."

💉 Emily's hands are folded neatly on her lap. At the mention of that name, her shoulders tense, but she otherwise maintains her composure. "Someone I trust." Her answer is vague and cautious, but acceptable. I'll try to uncover a deeper meaning behind that 'trust'.

🌪️ Ithaqua - "Mine." He is curt and to the point. Yours? I echo, hoping he'll elaborate. His head tilts to the side, and while I can't see the face behind his mask, a sense of dread suddenly overcomes me. I decide not to press further.

✂️ Jack stretches out his hand of blades, flexing each finger in front of him. I can't deny the cold sweat that drips down my spine just by being in his presence. "May I respond with a question of my own?" he says to me. "Suppose a butterfly loses its way, and winds up caught in a spider's web. Wouldn't you agree that the more it writhes and struggles, the more exhilarated the spider becomes?" I don't have the courage to hear out the rest of this analogy.

🍀 Lucky - "I've always been known as a pretty lucky guy, but the luckiest day of my life was when I met them! I remember it was the—" He drags me down a long-winded story about their life together. I get the idea. Eventually I'm forced to cut him off.

🩰 Margaretha twirls a curl of hair, a meek blush dusting her cheeks. "Have you ever been in love before? You're never prepared for the magic of it all. I feel a new rush with them everyday. I know, realistically, all good things come to an end, so I tried to remind myself to expect the worst, but they've proven over and over that... I'll never feel safer than in their arms." After rambling for some time, a look of surprise flashes across her face. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to go off like that. Oh, but I've just never met someone who feels so much like true love before."

🔫 Martha doesn't miss a beat. "Sorry, I don't know anyone by that name." I look down to double-check the name written in her file. Her watchful gaze follows my line of sight. Are you sure? I try. "Must've been some confusion somewhere," she insists. The next day, I realize all my files on her and (Y/N) have gone missing.

🪡 Matthias - "Wh-What?" he starts, but keeps going before I can repeat the question. "Oh, uh, an ally, I guess." Well, I gathered that much. When I press for more details, his head sinks low, fingers grasping at the armrest. "I don't know what they saw in me. Was it out of pity?"

🤹 Mike's eyes light up and he blinds me with a contagious smile. "(Y/N)'s a sneaky one, and I mean it—they've got me under the trickiest spell of all. Guess what happens every time I think about them?" Egged on by his grin, I take the bait. You get lovesick? I guess. Suddenly, he tosses a handful of butterfly glitter in my face. "I get butterflies!" Very funny, I sigh, exasperated with these carnies. Why did he have that on hand in the first place?

🧲 Norton leans back in his chair, scowling. "What's that got to do with anything?" He snaps a couple times in my face, urging me to "stay on topic." It's hard to say if this question struck a nerve, as he's been uncooperative for most of this interview, but my suspicions point me to prod further. After all, it'd have been much easier if he just said he didn't know them.

🦋 Vera's face contorts into a leery, hostile glower. "Why do you ask that?" Before I can say anything to mitigate the rising tension, she catches herself, and her expression softens slightly. "I'm sorry. That's... someone quite dear to me, so your question took me by surprise."

🐍 Yidhra's follower goes pale, clearly unnerved. "She won't answer that," she tells me through shallow breaths. "Th-This isn't my place to say, but I'd advise you not to involve yourself with that person." As if on cue, I get a sensation I can only describe as a hand slowly wrapping around my neck. It disappears when I move to scratch it. Must've been my imagination.

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turbulentscrawl · 4 months

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Reminders of the Horror

Being exposed to bad things all the time makes one a bit blind to them. Sometimes, they need a more severe reminder of the truth.

Warnings: descriptions of gore, reader death, hurt (and only a little comfort)

Emil (& Ada)

You said you’d get him. Rescue him from the chair. Ada trusted you, and look what you’ve done with that trust.

That’s what you think as you lay bleeding on the ground at Emil’s kicking feet. Your ears are ringing for some reason, and the soil is pulsing beneath you, but somewhere beyond the tinnitus you can hear Emil crying. Screaming, shouting. You can’t see yourself, but you can feel the wounds. Between that and Emil’s reactions, you know it’s bad. Robbie’s axe, you think, had just about split you in half. Your stomach feels light, like it’s gone hollow, and it hurts more than you can fathom.

“Get up, get up, get up,” Emil is chanting in the most terrible, agonized voice. “You’re okay, you’re okay, please get up!”

You try to heed his begging. One of your hands twitches, shakes, finds his ankle. Somehow your fingers crawl your palm up the length of Emil’s leg, to his knee. You push there weakly, trying to haul yourself up. A hopeful-sounding laugh breaks through his sobs when you nearly get propped to your elbow. He raises the leg you’re braced against, trying to get you closer, but his foot kicks into your wound and you collapse onto your side with a pitiful cry. Spayed across the grass there are your blood and guts. If there was anything left in your cleaved stomach, you might have thrown up at the sight.

“No no no no, I’m sorry—I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean too,” Emil cries, screams. “Ada! Ada help them!!” You didn’t even hear her approaching. Everything is fading in and out, you’re yo-yoed in and out of a dark tunnel. There’s a humming sound, a whine in the dirt, after a few seconds you realize it’s yourself moaning in dying pain.

“I’m sorry, It’s too late, Emil. We need to go,” you barely make out what she says.

“No, Ada—” Emil is sobbing, barely able to step over you for his hyperventilating.

“We’ll see them back at the manor, I promise. All will be well,” she coos. Her hand pats you twice before everything seeps into black, with a gentleness you hope means your mistakes are forgiven.

Andrew Kreiss

The window lingers above you, the sky beyond it, all of it an abstract frenzy of shaking movement. Alva’s electric-charged face emerges from the window frame, looking down at you with a pitying frown for a few long moments. Andrew’s face appears then, cutting off him and everything bright above, and dragging you very suddenly down into warm darkness.

“H…hey. Hey, do you hear me?” he asks, voice strained with held-back tears. It’s too dark to make out anything but the tunnel’s exit, but you feel Andrew’s gloved hands carefully touching your throbbing skull, getting caught in your blood-soaked hair. “God, that’s…it’s bad. That…fucking bastard.”

You recover from your stun enough to piece together what had just happened. Alva was chasing you up the Hullabaloo tent stairs, and landed a shock of polarity right as you vaulted the upstairs window. It had stunned you, and instead of dropping back to the floor, you fell uncontrolled to the cobblestone below. And you’d landed right on your head.

“It was…accident,” you slur, trying to give some comfort. Alva leaving you two be now was testament to that, you muse.

“I don’t care if it was an accident!” Andrew shouts. “Your…your head is wide open. I think…I think this is….” Andrew drifts off, tracing his fingers around one aching spot on the back of your head. You lose his sense of touch in a particular area, but don’t understand what that means, exactly. Your face feels a little stiff where the blood is beginning to dry. “I can’t fix this.” The pain grows more and more unbearable as he talks.

“Don’t go,” you whimper, before you can stop yourself. You try to lift your arms at all, to grab onto him, but they’re dead and twitchy at your sides.

“I’m not! I’m not going anywhere, you idiot,” Andrew says. His words are followed by a snotty-sounding sniffle, and a bone-crushing hug as he spoons you in the dark, claustrophobic tunnel. The match continues above, producing a myriad of fading sounds. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry….”

Andrew speaks right into your ear, but his voice slips into the far-off distance.

Luchino Diruse

Luchino’s hand is gripping your throat, but neither of you are having any fun with it this time.

Hot blood—your blood—seeps between his clawed fingers no matter how much he tries to stifle it. He’s trying his best, he really is, but crushing your windpipe in the process would hardly help, would it?

“I’m going to patch you up, just hang on,” he says while hanging over you. His voice wavers. Beads of sweat roll down his face. Grimness lines his sharp features, not due just to the mangled state of your jugulars, but to the fact that his alternate-self’s teeth had been the ones to rip them out.

Even in your bloodless haze you can guess what’s going through his mind. Luchino is proud of his research, mostly proud of his physical changes, and quite friendly with the “evil reptilian.” So why did this happen to you? Everyone knew a predator drive came with his evolution. No one knew that meant so little self-control that he’d ravage his own lover…and then, worse, leave you there.

“Lu—!” You try to call his name, but the shredded muscles of your throat spasm and cramp. Blood chokes and bubbles behind your lips, runs from the corner of your mouth.

“Stop—stop talking,” he snaps in a whisper. “Conserve your oxygen.” But that’s already long-gone, you think. The sky overhead is a whirlpool, the ground beneath you swimming.

You reach up with a shaking hand and cup his scaled cheekbone, drawing his eyes away from some gauze he’d produced. (You both knew they wouldn’t help, but Luchino never did dismiss the impossible.)

“Sss…’kay,” you manage to croak out. He didn’t do this. He couldn’t have stopped this. You need him to know that before you vanish for a while. His face crumples up with displeasure…and then starts to slacken. His hands loosen too and the blood flows freely. The corners of your vision grow fuzzy as Luchino leans down and gives you a soft kiss.

“We’ll talk about this more later. I’ll see you tomorrow, dear,” he says, voice ushering you to sleep.

#idv x reader #identity v x reader #andrew kreiss x reader #luchino diruse x reader #emil x reader #reader x emil x ada #idv patient #idv gravekeeper #idv professor

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athanasius-symposium-of-writings · 3 months

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I'm on my hands and knees begging, pleading, dying for a crumb, an ounce of vampire Emil. The pitiful boy...he needs a snacc.......we must provide.

I like to think Joesph did not want this wet sad dog (he has enough in his house) but reader doesnt ever listen to him

Emil is heavily dependent on you. In the first years of him entering the Desaulniers' estate with you, he refused to leave your side. Ada, a doctor turned vampire, had been caring for him, nurturing him, and sired him. Her death in fire started by vampire hunters had left the man helpless. He has no idea how to hunt, he was made to rely on Ada for his feedings and to assist with the deal the hungry beast within him.

A vampire like him, ones who's beast is stronger than the humanity remaining, are a problem Joseph rather not deal with. He told you this and you disobey him. He will deliver a fair punishment for you but it is too late get rid of Emil.

He would hover around you at all times. When the other wished for direct feeding or alone time with you, he would cling to you. Harmless but annoying to those who also are attached to you.

Emil has gotten better over time but his clingy nature is just part of who he is. He is the only one who sleeps in your room, he doesn't do anything and your scent gives him comfort when you are doing your job.

The man needs to directly feed, no blood wine or vials of blood. He needs to be held by you as bites and drinks enough for the hunger pains to go away. After he likes to hold you, listen to your heart, feel how warm you are. Skin on skin contact is nice and he never pushes for more. Emil will lick the wounds you got from fights or just cuts from doing work. It is like a pup who whines seeing his owner hurt.

Joseph allows the pet (you hate when he calls Emil that) so long has he doesn't become a problem.

#idv #reader insert #identity v x reader #idv x reader #identity v #asks #identity v emil #idv emil #idv patient #identity v patient #patient x reader #emil x reader #emil x you

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sinisteryanderescribe · 3 months

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::: An Interesting Encounter :::

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In the aftermath of a devastating apocalypse that has shattered society and left deadly diseases and infections rampant, a group of survivors has emerged, characterized by their cold and harsh demeanor. The destruction and isolation wrought by the apocalypse has taken a heavy toll on the group, leaving them distrustful, weary, and hardened by their experiences.

The survivors' harshness can be attributed to the trauma and loss they have endured, as well as the constant struggle for survival in a world that has been torn apart. Their cold and distant nature may stem from a need to protect themselves emotionally, as forming attachments could potentially lead to further heartache in their precarious circumstances. Additionally, the pervasive threat of deadly diseases and infections has likely instilled a sense of hypervigilance and wariness within the group, further contributing to their guarded behavior.

Despite their tough exterior, their demeanour is a coping mechanism, born out of necessity rather than malice. Their experiences have forced them to adopt a pragmatic, survival-focused mindset, prioritizing self-preservation above all else. This has inevitably led to an erosion of trust and empathy, as the group has learned to view the world through a lens of skepticism and caution.

As the group of survivors patrolled the desolate and ruined landscape, they stumbled upon a building where they heard the moans and cries of your voice who was trapped under a pile of rubble. The group, though initially wary and distrusting, ultimately decided to help the injured individual. As they carefully approached the source of the agonized sounds, they discovered you pinned beneath the debris, clearly in need of assistance.

Of course you would be startled at first with their sudden appearance but hope was the next feeling that filled your eyes.

The rescue effort was led by a man dressed in all black, wearing a gas mask to protect himself from the contaminated surroundings. With caution and precision, he skillfully maneuvered the heavy and sharp rocks that had entrapped you, eventually managing to free you by carefully pulling you out by the waist.

you find yourself being cared for by a white-haired woman with red tips at the end of her hair. Like the rest of the group, she wears a gas mask, a necessary precaution in the hazardous environment they inhabit. Her gentle but methodical touch conveys a sense of expertise and experience as she tends to your wounds, her eyes expressing though was emotionless and hard concentrated on wrapping up any deep wounds which you were thankful for.

Meanwhile, the man who had pulled you from the rubble takes on a more guarded stance, his gaze unwavering as he begins to question you. It's clear that he's maintaining a vigilant watch over you, wary of any potential threat you might pose. His demeanor makes you nervous, but you understand the necessity of his caution given the harsh reality of the world you now find yourself in.

Despite the tension, you answer his questions, providing information about your background, your profession as a doctor, and any other pertinent details. It's a relief to see a flicker of recognition in his eyes as he introduces himself as Luchino, acknowledging your responses with a measured nod. His name carries a weight of authority within the group, and you sense that he plays a significant role in their dynamics.

In a gesture of cautious camaraderie, Luchino proceeds to introduce you to the others, each member donning a mask like his own, their eyes reflecting a mix of wariness and curiosity as they take in your presence.

As Luchino introduces you to his group, you learn that the woman tending to your injuries is Ada, her white hair with red tips marking her as a unique presence within the group. With each careful movement, she conveys both expertise and a sense of intelligence , her focused attention speaking volumes about her dedication to aiding you in your time of need.

Meanwhile, a woman named Xiao Loa stands guard, her figure cloaked in a striking white dress coat. You notice her brief glance in your direction, though it's clear that her interest lies elsewhere, her demeanor exuding an air of detached indifference. Her inscrutable gaze leaves you with a sense of unease, as you wonder about the complexities hidden beneath her composed exterior.

Standing slightly apart from the others is Frederick, his posture exuding an aura of reserved scrutiny as he appraises you with a probing gaze. The intensity of his scrutiny puts you on edge, yet you find yourself captivated by the striking depth of his eyes, their beauty a stark contrast to the harshness of the world surrounding you.

After Ada finishes tending to your injuries, the group gathers to discuss whether they should take you with them. They huddle together, their expressions a mix of hesitation and uncertainty, each one silently weighing the implications of adding another member to their already burdened group. Ada, recognizing the value of having another doctor among them, seems to have no qualms about bringing you along, her practicality overriding any reservations.

Luchino, while acknowledging the usefulness of your medical expertise, remains uncertain, his guarded nature leaving room for doubt. Fredrick and Xiao Loa, on the other hand, make no effort to conceal their displeasure at the idea of adding another member to their ranks. To them, your presence represents an additional burden, a potential obstacle that could slow them down and complicate their already precarious existence.

Despite the reservations, the group eventually reaches a consensus, recognizing the practical advantages of having a doctor in their midst. Luchino takes charge, lifting you up as he hurriedly guides you to a waiting black truck, the others falling into step behind you. Once at the vehicle, Luchino gently places you in the back seat, where you notice a scruffy-looking young man whose tense demeanor and averted gaze hint at his unease with your arrival.

You would occasionally shift feeling slightly intimidated by some stars here and there but it’s better than slowly rotting and dying of starvation under a pile of rock and rubble.

As the journey begins, you find yourself surrounded by a group of individuals whose guarded nature and complex dynamics mirror the harsh realities of the world they inhabit. The subtle undercurrents of tension and uncertainty within the group offer a glimpse into the intricate web of relationships and conflicts that define their shared journey, hinting at the potential for both camaraderie and discord in this unforgiving post-apocalyptic landscape.

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sleepingcup · 1 year

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Happy Valentine's Day - Idv x Reader Headcanons

Genre: Fluff/Platonic (Be aware of the friendzone)

Source Image: Identity V owns that picture, it is used at the event.

Summary: You are the store assistant from the owner Emma Woods, tending to the store especially in the middle of the night. But one night you were not expecting something from your client...

Note: I added Emma to this headcanon since she is the owner of the shop. So you can consider that she is an additional route.

Jack the Ripper

Although you know how sinister he is, that won't stop him from greeting you "Happy Valentine's Day."

He gave you the product he purchased but you were not expecting that he also gave you a rose he bought for himself the other day.

He did had a polite chat with you and know that you are the reason why he was in a good mood. As a reward he offered you to go on a hang out with him to a cafe that serves delicious chocolate there.

Norton Campbell

Sure he is sassy, sure he is greedy and a bit of an angsty. You might find yourself catching you off guard when he ask you to go on a date with him for food.

Of course, he will be asking you to pay him money since he liked to be a rich person.

However there are times where he does want to get closer to you. You may not see it but he was making sure that you are safe and not harmed, just be aware that you might want to pay him in return...

Emil

Unfortunately, he has a lover and he doesn't want to cheat on his lover Ada once you found out about his relationship. However Emil gave you a friendly card so the thought counts.

There might be a day that you would talk to Ada and Emil but something tells you to give them their space.

Tip of the day: Don't steal their lover.

Annie Lester

A shy timid girl she is, but was honestly flattered when you wanted to have a nice time with her over a cup of hot chocolate.

You would often find her staring at you from the distance and yet she just wanted to show you her wares about what she wanted to show. Yet again you two did talk about that with interesting ideas.

At the end of the night she had a good time and gave you a nice hug before exiting the store. She was once shy but she was actually happy to have fun with you.

Victor Grantz

He is shy but his buddy Wick was there to keep you company. It was a nice hang out with him that you might catch him blushing when he is having too much fun.

Plus Victor gave you a letter that indicates his appreciation towards you, it was a very sweet letter that you gave him your gift for free.

Be prepared for a long letter chat from him from time to time.

Aesop Carl

He arrived to your store just to have a conversation with you over a cup of hot tea about deep dark conversations. Knowing him, he knows that you talk too much but it really caught his attention to hear a different opinion.

The hang-out was actually enjoyable for the both of you while watching the snow falling slowly.

But once it was time for him to go home, he gave you his rose from his breast pocket telling you that he was fond of talking about deep conversations with you before leaving.

Emma Woods

Your owner aka boss decided to hang out with you just for a simple hang out. Talking about businesses but also about what type of flowers that she wanted to bring to the store.

She was enjoying herself talking about various new types of flowers that she started talking about having a greenhouse at the side of the store for sight seeing or a mini garden.

Seeing her that happy makes you want to work hard for her, and yet Emma actually appreciates you for the chat and hot chocolates for the night.

#idv x reader #idv #identity v x reader #identity v #jack the ripper #jack x reader #norton campbell #norton campbell x reader #emil #emil x reader #annie lester #annie lester x reader #victor grantz #victor grantz x reader #aesop carl #aesop carl x reader #emma woods #emma woods x reader

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oletus-writer · 4 months

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Identity V Survivor Masterlist

Ada Mesmer

Polyamorous AdaEmil headcanons

Nsfw alphabet

Aesop Carl

Insecure reader

Nsfw alphabet

Andrew Kreiss

Sick reader

Cinnamon roll reader

Nsfw headcanons

Nsfw alphabet

Eli Clark

Short reader who would beat you in a fight

Emil Mesmer

Polyamorous AdaEmil headcanons

Frederick Kreiburg

Sick reader + being sick

Nsfw headcanons with small reader

Luca Balsa

Sick reader

General relationship headcanons (+ nsfw)

Reader with hunter/survivor counterpart

Power bottom Luca

Nsfw alphabet

Short reader

Luchino Diruse

Reader interested in field of study

Melly Plinius

Reader interested in field of study

Cuddle headcanons

Naib Subedar

Cinnamon roll reader

Reader who is as dangerous as them

Norton Campbell

Dollmaker reader

Feminine male reader

Cinnamon roll reader

Nsfw alphabet

Orpheus

Nsfw alphabet

#identity v #identity v x reader #idv x reader #idv #idv ada x reader #idv aesop x reader #idv andrew x reader #idv eli x reader #idv emil x reader #idv frederick x reader #idv luca x reader #idv luchino x reader #idv melly x reader #idv naib x reader #idv norton x reader #idv orpheus x reader

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identity-lovecore · 11 months

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hi !!! could i request victor, ganji, emil (which can be poly with ada, if you'd like to) with an s/o who can like cook the most aperitive, divine, scrumptious, mouth-watering food ?? like im talking the one scene in ratatouille where the food critic get flashbacks to his childhood energy

ganji... mwah . literally one of the best little guys. response under the cut!! poly emil and ada x reader, too! separate for all three (four?) of course.

Victor always gets super excited when he sees you working in the kitchen. His whole face literally lights up. He'll run into the kitchen, just to watch you work. He certainly isn't a picky eater, so he'll be super excited to try just about anything. Sometimes, Victor will wrap his arms around your waist and lay his jaw against your shoulder while you cook. He likes watching and observing what you do!!!

Ganji, on the other hand, would be super embarrassed whenever you cook him a meal. He gets all flustered, his face heating up. He's never exactly sure why you like to cook for him, and insists that you shouldn't have. He certainly adores when you do cook him food, though. He'll enjoy it even more if you sit down and eat with him as well.

Emil... definitely cannot cook. He just can't get the hang of it. Ada, on the other hand, is a nice cook, but doesn't exactly have the time to prepare meals when she has work to do. So, that leaves you to do the cooking. Emil will want to watch you work, while the two of you plan to go surprise Ada with the dish later. Emil is fascinated by how well you cook. And, if you and Ada work on the dish together, it's always a wonderful dinner for the three of you.

#identity v #idv #idv x reader #identity v x reader #victor grantz #victor grantz x reader #ganji gupta #ganji gupta x reader #emil mesmer #ada mesmer #emil mesmer x reader #ada mesmer x reader #emil x ada mesmer #adamil

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handsometheo · 12 days

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I NEED TO STOP DISAPPEARING ISTG

Um any Idv characters x reader ideas, even if its just little prompts..

Characters I'd mainly like to write for even just a little (to ease myself back into writing) is:

Norton Campbell (literally my fav)

Fools Gold (ik hes norton but yk same applies)

Ithaqua

Sangria (MOTHER 😍)

Emil Mesmer

Ada Mesmer (they can be separate or together)

Orpheus (not the bird though, sorry not in the right headspace for him)

And lucky guy (i think hes silly :])

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the-manors-writer · 2 years

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Hello may I have some Emil headcanons? Can it be fluff too?

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request: general fluff emil headcanons pairing: [emil] patient x gn!reader warnings: none

emil

emil is the very definition of puppy love to you

he clings to you a lot and is whiny whenever you have to go somewhere without him

but he’ll always be running to your side whenver you return

emil loves dates with you where the two of you can eat good food

so mostly chinatown dates

the asylum doesn’t give him good food, so food that’s actually good is something he scarfs down

however, he finds food tastes good regardless of what it is with you by his side

his favourite thing to do is feed you food he makes, though they aren’t super gourmet. just homemade foods that anyone could make

emil’s love language is making you things then giving them to you and physical affection

especially if it’s arts and craft jewellry

old metal clips and such into necklaces, bracelets... rings :)

emil is a very supportive boyfriend to you

if you express interest in anything, he’ll go around the manor to ask others about the aforementioned topic

then he’ll return to you and tell you everything he gathered to see if you’re still interested in it

and if you are, he’ll find a way to get that interest to you

emil is very touch starved and physically affectionate

the slightest kiss from you is enough to get him love drunk all day

whenever you cuddle, his arms will wrap around you and cling to your warmth with a tired, content smile on his face

emil loves being the little spoon with you

he also loves bathing with you! non-sexually at that

it’s a level of intimacy he feared so much in the asylum

however, when it’s with you, it’s so much more

the two of you sitting in the bathtub, him washing your hair, you washing his, and each other’s backs too

when your eyes close, he always blushes as if you two haven’t been together

sometimes he cries during these times trying to think what he did to deserve you

he loves you, truly, fully, so, so much.

[art credit - official art]

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sandwichfordinner · 1 year

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⊹ 𖧧 sʜᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ

Jose , Kevin , Emil , Ganji , William

I wanted to add them because I barely see people writing for them

Jose

Ohohoh.. He’s a smooth one! Jose is a one gentleman and most of the times asks you if he can kiss you. He just wants to make sure you’re okay! He did that when you started dating but as time has passed , he gives you surprise kisses, mostly on your cheek! He would bent down at you , making fun of your height and would look at you lovingly. (I think he is somewhere 6’0) He gives you a quick kiss and goes somewhere to do work with a smile on his face as nothing has happened leaving you confused and embarrassed. Oh how easy you are for teasing. But man be prepared because there will be A LOT of flirty comments.

Kevin

Just like Jose but more cheesier you know what I mean? Kevin is smooth too, very flirty towards you! If you flirt back It doesn’t work most of the times, he just laughs and kisses the knuckles of your hand. When he does that he gives you that teasingly look , making you chuckle. He just loooves hearing you laugh! It always makes him happy , especially when he cracks some stupid jokes. Please laugh 😞

Emil

Emil isn’t the best with romantic things, and you knew it too. He just tries his best, doesn’t want to see you upset because of it! He would hold your hand gently, do handmade things for you, would try to cook for you he just wants the best for you! Even if you both are stuck in this nightmare he tried to make a dinner date in your or his room! If you return the affection he will be in the verge of tears. He loves you lots, even tries his best to help you escape in matches.

William

The golden retriever boy.. William is such a sweetheart! Very supportive, caring and loving! The perfect partner that some people wish for. He’s such a good cook! He always surprises you when you get home , the scent of dinner and dessert filling the corridor.. He gives you a bear hug and welcomes you to the table that is full of such yummy things! Malewife.. Would ask you to sit on his back while he is doing pushups. HE IS STRONG!! His attention is always on you, you’re just so perfect… He is so lucky to have you!

Ganji

At first he didn’t know what he was doing. I mean you’re his first partner.. Ganji would only give you quick kisses on the cheek and hold your hand but later as he warms up more he is more affectionate! He tries to buy everything you want, but too bad money don’t grow on trees.. He would spend every penny for you. You’re just the most important person to him, and he can’t imagine losing you. Can be a little just a LITTLE overprotective.. When he catches some other guys staring at you he would glare sharply at them, suggests you to go somewhere else. If you point out his overprotection towards you he would be that person saying ‘me overprotective??? Pfff’ he doesn’t admit it 🙄

#identity v x reader #idv x reader #jose baden #Jose Baden x reader #emil mesmer #emil x reader idv #identity v emil #idv emil #william ellis x reader #idv william #identity v william #ganji gutpa x reader #identity v ganji #ganji x reader #idv ganji #kevin alonso #kevin alonso x reader #cowboy idv

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teabreakpancakes · 2 years

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Emil with a gender neutral patient buddy? Like maybe they met bc they were forced to be in the same dorm room. And slowly bit by bit Emil slowly falls in love with reader bc reader and emil have always been there for each other so when he tells ada and ada kinda tells him hes in love but hes in complete denial abt it?

i enjoyed writing this one, like, a lot

Falling For You Emil x Patient! GN Reader

Genre: Fluff

A few rays of sunlight seeped through the blinds, gently hitting Emil's face as he slept. Visible eyebags were under his eyes, he had barely gotten any sleep thanks to his nightmares and headaches last night. A loud knock on his room's door instantly stirs him awake, his eyes wide open and alert as he eyes everything with suspicion, only lowering his guard once he recognized the room he was in.

The door to his room slowly opens, revealing a guard and another patient—an unfamiliar one at that. Emil pushed his hair out of his eyes in order to get a better look at them, a tired look on his face as his green eyes trail over their features.

Bandages peeked through their pajamas—which made Emil assume that they were a non-violent patient, they weren't wearing a straight-jacket the more violent ones wore after all. A blindfold covered their eyes and their hair laid untamed on their head. What caught his eye the most were the strange black spider web-like scars that were visible from past the bandages decorating their pale neck.

The guard roughly guides them to sit on the bed next to Emil's own, pushing them down on it before removing the blindfold hiding their deep pools of onyx, capable of pulling one into it's inky depths.

They stayed silent as the guard rambled on about the schedule and something else he wasn't bothered enough to listen to, Emil wasn't really interested in hearing the same stuff they told him when he arrived.

Once the guard left, the new patient turned to him, they tilted their head to the side. What freaked Emil out was the fact that they weren't blinking as often as they should.

After a while, they seemed to have snapped out of it, shaking their head a bit before turning to the ravenette once more. "S, Sorry for staring, I was dazed for a bit so I didn't realize I was staring at you" their voice soft as they explained, never meeting Emil's gaze directly. They fiddled with their fingers, staring at the tiled floor while waiting for Emil's response.

Emil's lips part, his head fuzzy from just waking up but still attempting to respond to them. "I," he paused, noting how they seemed to get even more nervous than they previously were—was it his tone that made them tense up? Emil wondered.

"It's alright, what's your name?" Emil spoke, trying to make his voice softer so he wouldn't scare them—after all, his voice was rough and hoarse because he rarely said anything.

It seems to work since (Name) actually eased up ever so slightly, no longer picking at their nails and instead laying their hands beside them, using them to prop themselves up.

"My name's (Name), I don't like my last name so I, I don't wanna tell you!-" they pause, eyes shifting around nervously "I hope you don't mind" the pajama clad patient utters, their voice still soft despite having a small outburst.

Emil stands up, stopping right in front of them. "W, would you mind if I touched you?"" he whispers, a timid yet lopsided smile on his face. He was trying to be friendly.

They nod, still not looking at him. The mattress dips slightly when Emil sits down next to them. Emil's hand hovers over his back, visibly apprehensive as he considered whether or not they'd like to be comforted in such a way. Emil decides to pull through with it. He gently pats and rubs their back, watching as they melt into his touch, leaning onto him.

"My name is Emil, I don't remember my last name so it's alright if you don't tell me yours" he whispers into their hair. Emil could smell lavender wafting off of your soft (hair colour) locks, the smell soothing the ravenette as he continued to gently caress their back.

They continue talking to each other in that position, relaxed—it was as if they weren't at a facility made for mentally unwell people. It felt like they were normal for once.

A week passed and in the duration of that week, the two patients had gotten closer. Their relationship shocked Ada because Emil had never opened up so quickly to someone.

But who was she to talk? she loved spending time with them as well, perhaps it was their endearing personality that made one want to protect them.

Ada had read your file, wanting to know more about you. You were a patient with severe PTSD caused by your own family, they tormented you on a daily basis, Her face fell when she found out that the spider web-like scars on your body were the result of them poisoning you and treating you like their lab rat.

Ada's eyes trembled, her grip on the folder tightening as her rage boiled from within. How could they do that to such a sweet person?, she sighed, trying to calm herself down, pondering about whether or not she should tell Emil.

She played with a lock of her hair—it was a habit she had developed ever since she was a child—as she thought about what her course of actions would be. After a few minutes, she decided that she'd simply wait for you to tell him instead, she wouldn't dare to break that moment for you as it was one that would deepen your trust in Emil.

A soft laugh leaves her lips, shaking her head helplessly. "Ah, I've gotten attached to the bright eyed sweetheart" pure disbelief filled her voice as she walked out of the room, peeking at the file on the desk before shutting the door tightly.

A month had passed and everything was normal, aside from the pleasant addition to Emil and Ada's daily life. Emil felt that as long as you were there, he'd be alright with everything.

Within that month, you never got the same treatments he'd get—which relieved the ravenette, he didn't wish for you to experience the pain he'd feel on an almost daily basis.

You did however, have to drink this odd violet medicine. It looked rather disgusting in Emil's eyes, such a nasty shade of violet and while it didn't have any visible effects that didn't mean he wasn't worried.

The medicine never helped with your nightmares, it never helped with your hallucinations and it certainly didn't help your anxiety. The doctors didn't exactly need to treat you for the poison either since you were already given the antidote. It worried both Ada and Emil deeply, they wondered if it wasn't actually medicine but a substance the asylum created in order to make your illness worse.

Not that Emil was complaining about having to soothe you, he liked having you in his arms after all—well, he in general just liked everything about you.

He consulted Ada about it, wanting answers from his close friend that seemed more like his mother with each day that passed because of how often she'd nag him.

Ada purses her lips, an amused glint in her grey eyes as she stared at the ravenette that kept rambling about how confusing his feelings towards the sweetheart were.

"Looks like someone's in love." she voiced out in a teasing tone. Emil froze, "...Me?" he asked, tilting his head at her which caused her to roll her eyes, "No no no, I was of course talking about a nurse— of course it's you! who else am I talking to" she exclaimed, an irked expression appearing on her face.

"T, that's impossible, how could I be in love?!" Emil reacts almost instantaneously, disbelief dripping from his voice, eyebrows furrowed as he stared at the psychologist,

Ada shrugs, "I'll leave you to think about it then." she smiled lopsidedly, checking her watch before making her way into the building, leaving Emil to simmer in his confusion.

'i just.. treasure them, that's all there is to it right? I adore them and love spending time with them and the thought of them fills me with joy. I can't bear to think about continuing to live without them—is this what people call... love?'

Emil sighed, resting his forehead on the cold table. His mind filled with thoughts of you as he argued with himself back and forth internally.

gosh, i feel as if my writing style is so so so inconsistent

if it seems that way to you too just know that it's because my mood impacts my every action, it shows through my writing too - lawless

#lawless.writes #idv.writing #idv patient #idv emil #idv emil x reader #gn reader #idv patient x reader #identity v #idv scenarios #idv x reader #identity v x reader #identityv #identity v patient #emils cute cat smileeee

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acosmicblizzard · 1 year

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hi there! i hope your day is going well! i saw that your requests were open, so i'm here to humbly input one if that's okay ^^

i wanted to request some relationship headcanons for a reader in a poly relationship with emil, mike morton and victor grantz. gender neutral pronouns if possible! thank you!

Hello there! I hope your day is going well too! Heres some poly headcanons for you, I'm sorry for the long wait!

Poly relationship hcs with Mike Morton, Emil, And Victor Grantz

Warnings: Possible ooc, mentions of trauma and ptsd, mentions of the mafia, small mention of death

Story type: Fluff, slight angst general headcanons

Pairings/Characters: Victor Grantz x Mike Morton x Emil x Gender neutral Reader

(sobs in writers block)

I feel like it'll take awhile to get these 3 guys with very different personalities, likes, and goals in a relationship with you but it would be a pretty steady and healthy one afterwards! All of them would most likely be on board and happy with a poly relationship, it would just take awhile to get them all together to ask about it.

Most days you'll wake up to a slightly cramped but comfortable king sized bed, emil is usually in yours or the others arms being spooned. Victor slightly leans away from cuddling but will usually still be somewhat close to the others and will hold hands with anyone close to him in his sleep. Mike is fine with being either a small or big spoon but prefers being the small one, he's usually the one on the receiving end of emils constant want of cuddles which he doesn't mind.

Mike being the massive bundle of energy he is usually wakes up first unless you have one unhealthy ass sleep schedule, then you'd probably be dragged back into bed by your partners. He isn't the best at cooking but sometimes will make you guys breakfast in bed, usually pancakes cause that's the easiest thing he knows how to make. I hc that Emil is a surprisingly good cook and even after all he's gone through mentally he can still recall and preform the past skills he had, explaining why he can make the grappling hooks he uses ingame. Emil usually wakes up the latest however so if you want a top tier breakfast then you gotta wait a bit.

For awhile there was one big roadblock, wick. Emil due to his past is absolutely terrified and traumatized by dogs, even ones as small and tiny as wick. Victor has had this dog with him through the most traumatizing things on his side so getting rid of wick is not a option at all. For awhile you all encountered this road block and were worried that this relationship wasn't gonna work out due to this factor. After a ton and i mean a ton of trial and error over months and months of time, Emil was finally able to stand next to wick without having a panic attack.

After escaping the manor you all end up living in a cozy little home together. Mike once again will most likely have a job in show business, due to various reasons Emil likely won't have a job, a victor is back to being a postman but not being involved with a mafia organization this time-.

Time will pass and pass but you all will never stop loving one another. By one anothers side until the day you all finally pass on.

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turbulentscrawl · 3 months

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If I may ask, may you do general headcanons for emil, if not then just ignore this💜

Suuuuure can!

!Edited on 01/26/24 to add a few more small HCs!

Warning: Mentions of abuse (a lot)

-Emil’s health situation is as complicated as it is depressing. He suffers from chronic pain that’s a result of the years of abuse he’s endured—both in the dog fighting ring and in the asylum. Ironically, he’s got some of the highest pain tolerance out of all the survivors, but it’s difficult to tell when he’s I the middle of his worst days. (This pain tolerance is all psychological, however. A little something he developed as a defense mechanism.)

-Pain medicine does little for him now. He was on such high doses of opioids while in the middle of his shock and bloodletting treatments that they don’t help much anymore while also having dealt him some lasting issues like low blood pressure and brittle bones. This bone weakness, his parkour movements, and lowered sensitivity to pain mean he tends to suffer more severe injuries in matches than most.

-Emil’s communication skills have improved over the last few years, but he still struggles with writing and social cues. He’s used to the body language of dogs and angry men, so things like confident shoulders and direct eye contact make him nervous. If those behaviors are displayed towards Ada or another special person, he may become aggressive.

-In addition to his communication struggles, Emil’s emotions are also rather stunted; he often has disproportionate reactions to events and stimulus around himself. (He especially tends to under-react.) It’s very rare for Emil to cry or become genuinely angered. He spends most of his time with that pitiful, placating, resting smile and just letting the world whirl around him.

-Emil’s attachment to Ada mostly comes down to hers being the first truly kind hand he’s ever been offered. Despite any dubious motives, Ada does genuinely care about helping people, and at the time of meeting Emil she had not been a practicing physician long enough to be come jaded or careless. Other doctors did not spare Emil any sympathy because he was quiet and obedient, but Ada still gave him those. Her being in trouble is one of the few times this emotional reactions will be high—he’s terrified of losing his only source of comfort, and will become desperate and violent in order to keep her safe.

-Emil likes “being in a daze” because when he’s drugged up his constant pain is muffled. But he’s also less aware in general, and he’s so desperate for affection that he’s willing to forego the relief to be alert around Ada, or anyone else who dotes on him. Also similar to a dog, he’s fiercely loyal to Ada because she takes care of him. It’s not impossible for him to become attached to others too, but it will take time and repeat exposure to get over his protective urges. He’s more likely to get along with children and people Ada specifically introduces him to.

-Emil doesn’t have much preference in regards to food; he’s used to eating slop, scraps, and dog kibble. He does, however, like cakes because Ada always gave those to him as a “treat.” They represent another form of praise and affection to him. He prefers to eat with his hands than utensils—it hurts to try gripping those tiny things.

-Emil is afraid of dogs, and this unfortunately includes Wick. He and Victor don’t get along well because of how much the pup means to the Postman. He does seem to have some fondness for Ann’s cat, though.

-Most love languages work well for Emil, but Physical Touch and Words of Affirmation are his favorites to receive. (He rarely knows what to do with the gifts he’s given, however.) To give, he likes Acts of Service and Gift Giving. Emil loves to be touched gently, for any reason. Pet his hair, rub his back, massage his hands, he doesn’t care as long as you’re doing it with the intention of being loving and gentle. He even easily forgives missteps that aggravate his pre-existing pain. Uneducated as he is, Emil still knows what remorse looks like. The gifts he gives are rarely valuable in a monetary way, but he likes to share pretty things with the people he loves. A wire ring, a nice rock he found, the undamaged wings of a dead butterfly, you get the idea.

-Sexual abuse was among the abundance of mistreatment he suffered growing up. If and when Emil does engage in those sorts of activities, they require patience and a lot of communication to avoid triggering him. Ironically, he does better with those things when he’s NOT being regularly treated by Ada because the memories are buried too deep to crop up.

-Emil is somewhere between the ages of 25 and 28. As an adult, he grows facial hair, but he's not able to shave himself due to both a nervousness about knives and unsteady hands. Ada does it for him about once a week, and it's a time-consuming activity due to Emil needing regular reassurances.

-Another trait he's picked up from his canine company is "licking his wounds." And other people's if he cares about them enough. You've cut your finger? In his mouth it goes. Saliva does tend to promote healing to an extent, so most people let his behavior be.

#idv x reader #identity v #idv patient #emil x reader #turbulentscrawl

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athanasius-symposium-of-writings · 3 months

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"is this okay?" And/Or "I'll take care of you" for our good boy Emil ewe

Heheheheheheheh

Rated T | Warning: one character death (not you or emil)

Ada Mesmer, the Psychologist, died during the games in Oletus Manor. Others died when the moon turned red and rules changed. Soon more changes happened and now the moon is blue. Cold and distant, like those within the graves behind the manor.

The forced players, survivors, and hunters are at a loss for what to do. If they leave the manor, will they make it out there in a world none recognize?

The questions are mounting and no one has made a move to leave. Everything is the same yet there are no longer any matches. The hunter and survivor wings are accessible at any time now, and the manor seems unchanged and always stocked.

Some are handling the changes as well as they can and others turn to you. You who brought the changes.

All you did was… It does not matter, you just feel like a new Baron with everything everyone is putting on you. Most of it is blamed, few are praise.

Emil is one of those who looks to you for guidance, his like a lost lamb with no shepherd. You honestly thought he would… Hate you given that Ada died due to you unlocking the truth of the manor. Instead, he seeks someone to guide him, care for him, and love him like Ada did.

None will be her, should be her! No matter the logic you could present to him, she will be the angel that saved him.

“Is this okay?” Kneeling in front of you with hands on his lap. He looks better these days, cleaned up, hair tamed, and better clothes. Though he still looking for your approval.

“You look wonderful, Emil.” He blushes at your words, happy to have pleased you. “Do you like it?” Trying to get him used to thinking for himself.

The former patient nods slowly, his hands touching your lap before his head rests there.

“I'll take care of you,” You whisper as you pet his hair, “Emil.” One day he will get better, he just needs help.

#idv #asks #identity v x reader #identity v #identity v x you #reader insert #identity v patient #emil x reader #emil x you #idv patient #idv emil #idv x you #idv x reader #identity v emil

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snowshail · 2 years

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I STARTED PLAYING IDENTITY V LIKE A WEEK AGO AND IVE BEEN HYPERFIXATED ON EMIL?? (The patient) okay so, can I request Emil trying to comfort his s/o bc shes jealous that Ada and Emil are spending sm time together? :D

An: Poor Emil :-(

Cw: Ended up making reader gn, hope that's ok!!

✧Emil was confused. Why would you be jealous? To him, Ada was gracious and kind, she even took him in before the manor. So he wondered, why wouldn't you feel the same?

✧His ideal relationship with you would be if you and she got along!

✧…But, he has to admit, over the past months at the manor, you’ve really grown on him…

You were acting cold today. He noticed it in the way you looked at him during a match. He was about to ask you about it but Ada’s whistle blew and he rushed to her side. Though as he ran off he couldn't help but notice how sad you looked…

✧

About twenty minutes after the match and Ada was done with her testing, he walked himself to your room. Ada had offered to come, thinking maybe you could be cheered up with hypnosis, but he hurriedly declined, fearing she might make it worse. When he reached your door, he knocked. After that failed to get your attention, he repeated the action. “Hello? It’s me!” That seemed to grab you. The door opened shortly after, with your melancholy look from earlier. Quietly, you let him in closing the door behind him. You could feel him looming behind you.

“Are you upset with me?” You turned to him, a little surprised by his bluntness. Your words got caught in your throat for a moment, you weren't really upset with him. It was more the situation, though it was difficult to phrase. So you settled with a simple, “No, of course not!” A small wave of guilt went through you when you saw his doe-like eyes. “You look like you are,” He lifted his arm to fiddle with his bandages, a hint of shakiness in his voice. “You sound like you are too…” His shoulders slumped.

“No, No Emil, I'm not, I'm just-” You sighed, interrupting yourself. He tilted his head at you, waiting for you to finish. “It's been lonely, yknow?” “...What d’you mean?” You gestured to him. “You and Ada! I can hardly get a moment alone with you! I get the matches but… even outside of that, it's just tiring to-” You felt a warmth press against your chest. Emil had latched his arms around your waist. His voice muffled by your chest whispered simple pleas. “I'll stay w’you… Even if Ada gets upset, I’ll stay.” You embraced him, running your hand through his hair.

“I love you, Emil.”

“Love y’two…”

You pulled him closer and he graciously accepted your touch, nuzzling into the crook of your neck. You were always so warm. You could always calm him down, even during his episodes. He loved being with you… Ada wouldn't be mad if he stayed the night with you.

#idv #identity v #idv x reader #identity v x reader #emil idv #emil x reader #gn reader

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mariewriting · 1 year

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Hiiii can I request some yandere Emil x stressed reader? Idk if your request box is still open, so feel free to deny this if you don’t wanna write it! Have a good day/night!

Note;Hi there, have a good night too anon! Hope you enjoy it, hope you don't mind if it's too short!

GN reader

Yandere!Emil x GN reader!

Emil would be a quiet yandere.

Always bringing your well being as a priority.

Emil notices that you are always nervous around him, and thinks that you don't like him. But quickly, Emil realizes that it is not only he who receives this kind of treatment.

Emil quickly connects the dots and realizes that you are stressed, and tries to help relieve your stress.

Emil is a very restless person, and would do anything for his lover. And you are no exception.

Emil tries everything to make you less stressed. Afraid that it will affect you too much.

Emil prevents you from drinking drinks that contain caffeine.

He tries to get you more sleep, and always checks that you are in a comfortable position.

Emil is always there for you, and he makes sure you know it. Wanting you to never fail to tell him something.

Emil will be at your side at bedtime, finding a position that is comfortable for both of you. But giving more priority to you.

He lets you use his hand as a pillow. If it would lessen his stress, he would do it. Without a second thought.

Emil makes it clear that he loves you. And that you are everything in his life.

If you are well, so is he.

Congratulations, Emil is a sweetheart and loves you!

He does all this, just for you. Your sweet lover.

#identity v x reader #writing #emil identity v #emil idv #identity v #identity v emil

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