Which Characters Do You Think Are More 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 In Bed And Which Ones Do You Think Are

PJSK boys practicing kissing with you HCs

Characters: akito shinonome, tsukasa tenma, rui kamishiro.

(Sorry for no toya :(( i couldn't rlly think anything for him so its just these three for now)

(anyways i hope yall enjoy :D)

𝐀𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐨

He probably asked if he could practice on you for his crush (that crush being you obviously)

If you give him permission he would probably start freaking out on the inside and will try to look as cool and calm as possible

If you're nervous then don't worry cus hes most likely 5x or even 10x more nervous than you

Bro's palms are sweaty asf /hj

Once your lips connected with his, hes just melting and freaking out on the inside atp.

Hes not an amazing kisser at first but once he eases in and gets used to it he just gets cocky and gives the most best kisses ever.

The next thing you know, you two are making out like animals

He obviously confesses to you after you two were done making out (cus who the hell wouldn't confess to their crush after they literally made out??)

𝐓𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐚

He asked you if he could practice on you for a show that was coming up

If you tell him that you'll help him he'll be very happy and a little nervous

After he told you some lines that were in the script, he mentally and physically prepared himself to kiss you

He was freaking out so much that he couldnt even start the kiss

After you calmed him down, he gently cupped one of your cheeks and held your hand and slowly leaned in.

His lips slightly brushing against yours before he lets out a small sigh and gives you a sweet gentle kiss <3333

After the kiss he gets all bashful and asks if he can kiss you again

So you guys just start giving eachother a bunch of kisses <3333

𝐑𝐮𝐢

Same situation as tsukasa except he lies about it

He just wanted an excuse so that he could finally kiss you okay >:((

If you say that you'll help him he'll get the most smug cat-like grin on his face ever

Bro is just confident

He'll get just a teeny tiny bit 🤏 cocky if he notices that you're nervous

Dw tho, he thinks its cute

Bro had everything planned out in his head

He'll just gently hold your face or hands or just anywhere

Bro once he kissed you bro it was just– *fireworks starts blasting out of me* 🎆🎆🎇🎇🎇🎆🎆🎆🎆🎇🎆🎆🎆🎆🎆🎆🎇🎆🎇🎆🎇🎇🎆🎇🎆🎆🎇

Ahem anyways-

Bro is an amazing kisser

You ask him why he needed to practice since you think hes already a good kisser

He just responds with-

“i just wanted an excuse to finally kiss the person that i love so much.”

*fucking explodes and evaporates* YSIGKSGCGKCFCSCKSCKS

i love rui very much mwah mwah

(YAYY THAT WAS THE ENDDDSDDOYSVOSYV, dont worry ab how im acting rn im just feeling a little different rn lmao-)

(i'll probably update this or make a separate one later if i thought of one for toya)

ANYWAYS THANKS FOR READING YALL BYEEEEE SEE YOU GUYS NEXT TIME-

Can I rq some nsfw mike morton hcs? Thank u!! 💕

☆ mike morton ; general sfw & nsfw headcanons

pairing / mike morton x afab gn! reader

disclaimer / kinkwear, strap-ons, mentions of roleplay, food play

word count / 1,369 words

author's note / i went a bit overboard while writing up the draft of this so i included the sfw headcanons (he's my main in identity v so i was super happy to get this request, thank you anon.). this man is KINKY. he'll be the type to go "zoo wee mama!" when you take off your top and i'm a adamant believer of that.

☆ mike morton, with his impressive set of skills showcasing for all to see. everyone can agree his ability of an acrobat is far too overqualified as each show, there is always a different sort of opening act that mike produced. and yet, that is all there is to him people would say. as the true star, sergei, the backbone of the circus. and with this information that everyone knows all too well, there comes insecurity.

☆ mike is an insecure man, despite not showing it. even he refuses to acknowledge that fact that really, every fiber of his being is burning with jealousy and the fear of abandonment. he will do anything to keep his stability and position at the circus.

☆ that doesn’t mean mike isn’t naturally a lively, bright faced man. in fact, that personality of his is why many can agree he’s very easy to talk to, very outgoing. someone who’d always include you in the conversation if he notices you straying to the side. he is one to be around, but many are hesitant to get close to him. after all, a friend to all is a friend to none.

☆ getting to know him was quite easy. he’s practically an open book and is not one to hide his insecurities. after all, he’s always scrambling for ideas on how to liven up this performance. whether it be adding explosive balls on stage and experimenting with nitrate bombs, anything dangerous to keep his place of an acrobat.

☆ you caught his attention while attending one of his performances, you, all the way up in the front with your eyes all on him. he could feel that intentive gaze and was flustered by your stare, causing him to nearly mess up on his performance and almost caused an explosion with the bomb he was juggling with.

☆ you’ll see him chasing after you after the after party of the show, with his hand waving for you. “please! a moment of your time!”

☆ after that, he would frequently visit you in town. always talking about his day before asking you of your own, getting lost in the tiniest of the smallest details to tell you of, filled with lots of jokes. just to see your lips curl into a smile or even a laugh from you that he values. those quips would turn into flirtatious comments to an invitation for a date.

☆ he’s an affectionate man and loves any form of physical touch from you and all types of kisses that you present to him. he’d always surprise you with his sudden kisses, whether it be neck kisses, nape kisses, or even your ear. he especially loves it when you kiss his cauliflower ears, something he’s been very insecure about after an accident in producing one of his props. he’s such a dork he once tried to spiderman kiss you as you try to find him in his dressing room, completely catching you off guard and him failing as he immediately lost balance and fell.

☆ mike is fairly muscular. even if you aren’t on the strong side, he'll love to sit on your lap, staring down on you and his hands wrapped around your shoulders as he whines and babbles on about just everything. “i missed you so much oh my god you have no idea what happened today.”

☆ mike morton, who’d perform to the crowd with his compelling acts but behind the stage, he’s imagining ravaging you after the show.

☆ the entire time is full of him poking fun and teasing you. you’ll be taking off your clothes and he’ll be laying down, whistling. “yoohoo, hey handsome! damn, that bodyyyyy!” in other instances, when he’s desperate for skinship, he’ll be hurriedly taking off your clothes whilst still admiring. “you’re such a cute birdie.”

☆ he just loves to destroy the mood with his big mouth, doesn’t he? (it’s all in good fun, swear) he loves to tease you with not only his words, but his actions. he’ll be blowing hot breath on your ear, just to see your cute little shiver, drawing circles on your clit. beg him to taste you, put it in, do anything to you. as long as you beg him. he loves to feel and be wanted, especially from you.

☆ mike has a length of 6 and a half or so inches, his width a pretty substantial amount. he’s not a very a p and v type of guy, he’ll prefer other methods of pleasuring. overstimulating one area, having you sucking down on him or giving you oral. he loves to just taste.

☆ he’ll be the type to be very verbal in bed, he has no shame at all. he’ll be moaning and groaning so many types of phrases, slurring out his words. “oooohhhhh yesss bbabyyyyyy.”

☆ giving him head, he loves when you hollow out your cheeks. he’ll be pulling your head, leading your head on where to go. even in instances, he’ll be so lost in it, tears are brimming this lashes and he’ll be pushing your head to the point he’s choking you with his cock.

☆ while he’s down on you, praise him on how well he did on stage today. tell him how you couldn’t keep your eyes off him, how creative and funny he is. how nobody will ever make you feel this good but him. scrunch up his curls and don’t be shy to be verbal, he loves any sort of validation to know that he’s pleasuring you well.

☆ he’s very sexually expressive in bed and loves to experiment, which can range from strap-ons, roleplay, and food play. he’s very open minded and always open to new ideas coming from you, he’ll love to fulfill it!

☆ speaking of kinkwear, he loves to stiletto heel boots with lingerie and loves it especially when you wear lingerie was well. just the sight of you in leather and lace and him all dressed up for you, it’s almost like you’re preparing for a performance with him.

☆ adding on to food play, he loves to fill your entire body (especially your nipples and bottom) of cream and to just suck and lick you alive. he swears you’re already so sweet but to taste all his sweets altogether, he loves it. he’d make cute little swirls on your nipples of cream, lapping it like a dog. "oh boy! what are we having! carrot cake? strawberry shortcake? COTTON CANDY?”

☆ he loves straps-on, even making one for you to wear to sink him in. just the fact that you can fulfill him with all and any types of love makes him emotional.

☆ mike is an extremely emotional man, driven by his feelings. he loves to go fast but he’s an equal sucker for a slower pace, to ravish this beautiful time together with you.

☆ aftercare with him would be bathing together, your bodies pressing together. just to feel the warm water and your warmth, he simply just wants to be held by you. he’s so safe that truly, he doesn’t want to entertain the idea of this ever ending.

☆ he doesn’t particularly clean up after, in fact, after finishing your guys’ shower, he’ll urge you back in bed with him (the sheets all soaked with cum). he’ll fall asleep with his hands around your waist, his head buried on your chest. he wants to be enveloped by you, to know everything is alive. that you’re alive and everything is real.

☆ waking up, you’ll always see him still asleep. in reality, most of the time he wakes up much later than you but far too comfortable to want to get up. he’s a man child like that. you’ll always find his arm to be draped over your waist in a tight hold, he’s far too content to get up to go to morning practice.

☆ mike morton, as everyone says, is a magnificent acrobat. too overqualified but too in love with hullabaloo. he is an impressive man with the possibility of being thrown away at any given moment. he will do anything to stay important to you.

thank you @dulcifiedjaws for your tags that put this mental image in my head

Hello, I'm not very good at English. If my understanding of the storyline of WWCG is wrong, I apologize.

After I tried playing the game, the characters are very interesting. Crowe is very good at observing others, so I was suspicious at first that he could read minds. And Aspen is very cute, he reminds me of my cat.... But I can't help but wonder about Crowe's personality.

- Why did Crowe look so careless in the first meeting scene in the kitchen? In a hypothetical case, if Aspen was a dangerous person, I think Crowe could hardly defend himself from an ambush from behind.

- I'm not sure if Aspen should be angry that Crowe changed his clothes because from my observation, it seems that the shirt inside was not changed, right?

- I think someone else was helped by Crowe before Aspen appeared, right?

- I've heard that drinking alcohol helps in very cold weather. Does Crowe drink or have it?

- If Aspen didn't call him by his nickname Jewel, what other nicknames would he like to be called by?

- If Crowe didn't do the Blood Pact, how would he live or conduct himself? I think his knowledge and kindness would help him become well-known and popular in normal society.

- I don't understand Crowe's thinking in the Yandere route. Why did he still spare Aspen and stick with theirs? Since Aspen clearly showed that they didn't like his actions, and Crowe could really drug him forever?

- If in the Yandere route Aspen didn't eat the granola bars, how would Crowe take him back?

- I think Crowe's courtship is quite polite and slow-paced. In the route where he is Aspen's lover, could he be the one to take the lead in the relationship, like asking Aspen for a hug? Because I think Crowe might be too shy to ask for something like that directly.

Hello, there! Thank you for playing my game, I'm happy you liked it!! 😊 Also, your English is fine! I will make an exception this time but, next time, please don't ask so many questions altogether 😖. I'm only one person and it can be a bit overwhelming to answer so much at the time 🙏💦 Next time I won't be answering asks as long as this one. Another thing to note, Aspen is not a man. They identify as nonbinary so their pronouns are they/them. Most of these questions contain BIG spoilers so the answers will be below the "Keep Reading".

Why did Crowe look so careless in the first meeting scene in the kitchen? In a hypothetical case, if Aspen was a dangerous person, I think Crowe could hardly defend himself from an ambush from behind. It's important to note that all the people who arrived at Winter Hollow before Aspen got affected by the blizzards. Even if some of them happened to be dangerous, they wouldn't have survived because Crowe has only ever been interested in saving Aspen. Therefore, the scene in the kitchen wouldn't have happened .

I'm not sure if Aspen should be angry that Crowe changed their clothes because from my observation, it seems that the shirt inside was not changed, right? That's why there are 3 different options in that scene, so that the player can decide what they feel is right for them. Canonical Aspen would most probably NOT get angry for having their clothes changed since they understand that Crowe did it to save their life. However, Crowe most definitely changed ALL of their clothes. The clothes were completely cold from the weather, so Crowe had to remove all of them before warming Aspen up.

I think someone else was helped by Crowe before Aspen appeared, right? No, Aspen was the first person that Crowe helped because he felt needed. It felt good for Crowe to have someone need him, and he was also starting to feel a bit guilty from what he was doing.

I've heard that drinking alcohol helps in very cold weather. Does Crowe drink or have it? Crowe doesn't drink alcohol, he doesn't like it. But he does have a few bottles of alcohol for cooking.

If Aspen didn't call him by his nickname Jewel, what other nicknames would he like to be called by? If it's Aspen calling him petnames, probably anything 😂 But I think he'd like it if Aspen called him 'honey'.

If Crowe didn't do the Blood Pact, how would he live or conduct himself? I think his knowledge and kindness would help him become well-known and popular in normal society. Even with the blood pact active, Crowe is a researcher who loves studying nature. I think he'd still do that and eventually sell his books on his discoveries. As for the other kind of job he'd have, he'd sell wild herbal teas/infusions together with Aspen. As someone who prefers to keep to himself and as an introvert, Crowe wouldn't really be interested in helping society or becoming famous. He prefers to do things for himself, nature and the people he cares about (Aspen).

I don't understand Crowe's thinking in the Yandere route. Why did he still spare Aspen and stick with theirs? Since Aspen clearly showed that they didn't like his actions, and Crowe could really drug them forever? Because he is completely obsessed with Aspen in the yandere ending. In the yandere route, Crowe believes he is in love with Aspen (he isn't, he's just obsessed) and is very selfish, only thinking about what HE wants, so he doesn't really care how Aspen sees him anymore. Crowe is determined to keep Aspen forever, no matter what he has to do. That's why he keeps Aspen in the cabin against their will.

I think Crowe's courtship is quite polite and slow-paced. In the route where he is Aspen's lover, could he be the one to take the lead in the relationship, like asking Aspen for a hug? Because I think Crowe might be too shy to ask for something like that directly. The dynamic between Crowe's and Aspen's romance, canonically, is teasing and being teased back. It depends on the choices you made in the story, but Crowe is also very flirty with Aspen when he wants to be and makes Aspen blush a lot as well. Both are flirty and both are shy, it just depends on the situation. In the game in particular, when Aspen is more flirty and eager, you get the TWISTED ENDING, but if Aspen is more neutral and shy, you get the SWEET ENDING. Also, Crowe and Aspen actually become lovers in BOTH the Twisted Ending and the Sweet Ending. It's just that Aspen is more shy in the sweet ending. In the Twisted Ending, while it's true that Aspen is more eager there, the time-skip shows both of them being lovey-dovey with each other.

coloured this page from chapter 11

☆ "weeping clown" ; general sfw & nsfw headcanons

pairing / weeping clown x afab gn! reader

disclaimer / possessive nature, choking fixation, body worship, orgasm denial

word count / 1,335 words

author's note / i wanted more miserable, pathetic, lore accurate toxic weepy so i decided to just write it myself.

SFW

☆ a very clingy man that is far too quiet to ever be the one to initiate a conversation with you. after all, how dare he have such thoughts when you’re shining all so bright. altruist you can say but behind it, he is all but possessive.

☆ you will always find letters forwarded to you by someone of anonymity but his handwriting is all but so familiar. you will always feel a set of eyes following you in everything you do around the circus. whether it be practicing for your next act, applying your makeup, eating, or paying attention to your own body care, it's always on you.

☆ weeping clown by his stage name is very self explanatory. even with his wishes of being so much more than what he is branded by, he carries on his sorrowful demeanor behind the stage. meeting you, whether you’re the first to ever truly acknowledge him or give him the light of day of your time, he will think of that interaction of so much more.

☆ he’s completely infatuated by you, not having the guts or confidence to ever approach you, he will make gifts for you in secrecy, going to great lengths to have it personally delivered to you by a postman to possibly hide the fact that it was him all along.

☆ however, you have suspected the clown for awhile now. the way his eyes avoid your own, his stuttering and brightening red state of his. you have always thought of it as normal for the clown, his cowering state, but there is just something about him that rang alarm bells.

☆ weeping is easily flustered. any hint of your attention on him has him already a profused bashful state. especially any physical contact with each other, even if it’s just holding hands, his hands will instantly clam up and become so warm. he gets embarrassed at these times and would begin to avoid eye contact so you wouldn’t have to see him in such a “pathetic condition”.

☆ kissing the weeping clown is rough due to his very chapped lips. he’s a clumsy and messy kisser, having no prior experience and frankly, only kisses with pure want and no thoughts at all behind it as if you’re going to disappear on him. you’ll always feel his hands messily messing the back of your hair and at times, when he’s pushing his tongue down on you, he loves it when you tug down on his scarf.

☆ his love, to be blunt, is completely unconditional. it doesn’t matter if you kill someone with your own bare hands, even if his idea of you shatters, his ideology still stands. he’s a man that is completely obsessed with the idea of you and while it is a harmful train of thoughts, that obsession turns into a sick love.

☆ even if his love comes from a twisted place, he cares for you in his own little way. he’s overprotective of you and attentive to your mental and emotional needs of yours. if someone is bugging you, he’s immediately on the band wagon in planning on how he’s specifically going to privately and in secrecy, handle it.

NSFW

☆ weeping is not a confident man as we all know, and especially in bed. even if he’s bigger than most, around 8 inches or so, he is all but insecure about the approach. he’s a virgin and only has experience by touching himself late at night, clutching a crumpled picture of you and imagining your hands pumping his cock.

☆ he’s always the type to indulge in his personal fantasies and to finally have it happen to him, he’s all but overjoyed but extremely confused and insecure on how you can ever pick someone like him. he has always dreamed of you touching him, even when he’s ashamed of such thoughts when facing you upfront, he’d always go hard over the smallest things from you.

☆ your voice, your lips, your eyes on his, your scent, you brushing skin contact with him even if it’s just a small graze, oh god his dick is practically about to burst out his boxers. he loves the rough feeling of his dick begging to be dicked down and would often grind himself in his own boxers, imagining that friction is your pussy.

☆ he would get so long in those surreal fantasies of his, wanting to just breed you. but once actually having you, his insecurities of having little to no experience comes crashing down once more. you’ll be on his lap and he’ll be completely dumbfounded, absolutely having no idea where to put or place his arms and would stare at you undressing on him which god, is so hot to him.

☆ he’s the type to just cum right then and there in whatever you do to his body. touching his cock, oh he’s already seeing stars and tearing up. your warm mouth on his, he’s grinding his waist and dragging you by your hair to go deeper and deeper, causing you to choke and him getting off by your gagging sounds.

☆ he’s a big crier during it all, his eyes seeming to always tear up whenever he feels absolutely stimulated or from pure happiness, he’ll always throw his head back and bites his lips to the point it begins to start bleeding and then planting his blood soaked lips on yourself.

☆ body worship. weeping clown is ashamed of his disability and amputee, but you praising it and giving it utmost attention (not just only during sex of course) gives him an unexplainable emotion such as relief of your acceptance of him. how you don’t immediately shun him.

☆ he loves to worship you and your entire being, not just being the only one praised. he will always be going on and on, muttering about your beauty. he always feels as though he shouldn’t even have the privilege to be in your presence, let alone touch you. it’s an emotional moment for him the entire time, enveloping himself to your existence.

☆ he absolutely can’t get enough of you, always loving it when he’s the one on your lap or vice versa, he loves to look up at you and you wiping his tears off with your thumb. he loves to nuzzle on the palm of your hand every time you do it. once he’s more familiar and confident with your body, he finds himself more and more lost in sex.

☆ he’s a verbal partner, always gasping and lowering his moans. it’s not a hard feat to have him a mess over you and especially when you’re verbal, he can’t help but feel good knowing he’s the one getting those reactions out of you.

☆ he loves it when you deny him of his orgasm. tie him behind his waist and fuck his cock with your finger, palm, boobs, thighs, anything. he’ll start whining and drawing his voice out, begging for your touch, his tears practically streaming out by then.

☆ bouncing on his cock, he’s still so scared over the fact that you’re in his but he can’t help but get so lost in your touch. he’ll watch you with astonishment, watching your boobs bounce along your actions and begin latching his mouth on the bud of your nipples and sucking on it to the point there’ll be a prominent, red mark.

☆ aftercare with weeping clown would be him cleaning you up with a rag and bringing you the glass of water from the bedside, very quiet and unsure on what else to talk about. it’s a comfortable silence on your part but for the clown, he’s particularly anxious. you’ll have to be the one praising and tucking him for the night. during these moments, he’s especially emotional. he never wants to let go of this moment and then, decide to do everything that he can to keep you by his side no matter what.

my matthias just had been running with bear toy pet and detective plushie and I thought it is quit suitable

and why stories of many characters in idv somehow connected with fire

art trade

!! SPOILERS for Mr. Scarletella !!

im sorry but ive had this meme in my head for so long between these two i had to create it

A Little Support

The boys just need a little love to ease the pain <3

Prisoner/Luca Balsa x reader | Prospector/Norton Campbell x reader

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Norton Campbell

Yesterday he had a fight with Naib. A real fight, not their usual argumentative banter. It had almost come to blows too, you heard, until Norton suddenly turned on his heels and locked himself in his room. He’d been there ever since.

You were close enough with Norton to know the two sides of his proverbial flipping-coin. The face he showed yesterday wouldn’t have stayed locked away for long; it was too restless, too confrontational. Which meant the venom of the altercation had flipped him back to the safer, melancholy face you were so familiar with.

So here you were, struggling to carry a bulky, portable record player, a selection of records, and a small handbasket of food to his door. Frankly, managing to balance it all while you knocked was a feat worthy of recognition, but Norton just looked bemused when his face peered out from a cracked opening.

“Can I come in?” you ask, when he looked you over and still didn’t say anything. “I brought some stuff.” You nod down to the record player in your arms. Norton’s expression sours, but he instinctively reaches to take the pile of heavy items from you. You manage to shove just the food basket into his hands and slip into his bedroom.

It’s messier than usual inside, but you expected as much. The few spare articles of clothes he owns are strewn about. Books, paper, and a lone candle are sprayed out from his desk as if he’d swiped it clear in a rage. The space was convenient for the record player, at least.

When you turn around to look him over, Norton has already swiped a bread roll from the basket and shoved most of it in his mouth. His hair is mussed and he’s still wearing the same clothes from yesterday, sans gloves, shoes, and suspenders. The bags under his eyes are worse.

“What’s all this for?” he asks, setting the basket down and rifling through the rest of its contents.

“For us!” You announce.

“Us, huh?” He repeats, in his thinking-voice.

“Yes. I’m going to teach you some dance moves.”

“I already know how to dance,” he says matter-of-factly. You can’t suppress the goofy smile that comes with visions of his rare-but-passionate flailing.

“By yourself,” you corrected. “I’ve never seen you dance with a partner.” Something like embarrassment or shame pushes his eyes away from yours for a flicker. You know he’s never really done anything with a partner, romantic or otherwise. No dinner, no dances, very few hurried trysts. He’d always lacked both the time and the funds, and had few people he ever liked well enough to lock hands with.

Evidently he has the same line of thought, and it makes him a bit gruff as he says, “why would I want to?”

“Because I want to,” you say. “With you, anyway.” He scoffs, but an oh-so faint blush dusts his unscarred cheek. He’s putting on a brave face for this conversation, but you see the turmoil of yesterday’s events lingering just beneath his waning patience. He’s tired, raw, disappointed in himself. And probably thinks you should be too. His attention keeps drifting further away, so carefully, very carefully, you step forward and touch one of his calloused hands. “Just for a little bit? I promise it’s easy.”

Norton meets your eyes again…and lets out a sigh that seems he’s been holding for years. His other hand comes up to your waist, holding you carefully.

“Alright, yeah. Just for a little bit.”

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Luca Balsa

At three in the morning, Luca had just managed to stumble his way through the manor and crawl his way into your bed.

His pained groans had woken you up from halfway down the hall, so you managed to open the door before he slammed right into it. He then hit your pillow like a rock, holding his head and sobbing that it was splitting open. Five hours of sleepless agony passed like a slug, filled with a long game of medical roulette where nothing ever helped twice. After the fifth hour, Luca finally passed out.

When he awoke again in the evening, his discomfort was gone. But, and perhaps more importantly, he looked lost.

“How are you feeling, Luca?” You ask. He jumps a bit at hearing his own name and stops scanning your bedroom in favor of curiously meeting your eyes.

“Oh! …Well, I think? Though, ah, I’m afraid I don’t quite know where I am,” he explains. Luckily, you’re practiced in hiding the hurt those words always induce. This is not your first experience with either his migraines or his amnesia, and it would surely not be your last.

“That’s alright,” you say. From the drawer in your desk, you produce a little notebook and pass it to him. Ever curious, he wastes no time in cracking it open. “You’re in my room. You had a really bad episode last night and came here instead of the infirmary. You had an accident several years ago that affected your memory. I’ve written about a lot of it in that notebook for you. Or, you keep some of your own that I can take you to. If you prefer.” He had never preferred that, though, always the trusting sort.

He spends several silent minutes flipping through the pages of the notebook, not bothering to hide his shifting expressions of shock, frustration, and intrigue. There’s a great deal of information in those pages, including the accident—or what you’ve heard of it anyway, the manor, his work, experiments you witness, and all the little ideas you hear him muttering to himself that he might forget otherwise.

“You keep this for me?” He finally asks, astonishment in his tone. “These seem impressively thorough.”

“I do, to make things a little easier for you,” you explain.

A grin splits his face and he turns to the notebook again. There’s no possible way he’s managing to take it all in with the speed he flies through it, but then he stops with purpose, marking a line with his finger and holding it with uncharacteristic force. The familiar determination in his eye is his attempt to bring a memory back through sheer willpower. And this time, it seems to work.

“Y…y—” he stutters. “Y/N! That’s it, you’re Y/N.” His shoulders relax as some great weight slides off them. Before you can react, he leaps to his feet and plants a kiss on your cheek that comes with a spark of static that feels like magic. “I love you too!”

“O-oh,” you squeak, still inches from his face and shocked at the speed he’s recovered. “Do you?”

“I do! Look, I wrote it here myself.” He points down to the page in the notebook. There, in your handwriting, is a reminder for him: ‘I love you, and will do anything to see your safe and happy.’ And in the small margins next to it, in his own quick scrawl, is ‘I love you too, never forget!’ You can’t begin to guess when he had added that note, but the glitter of mischief in his eye seems to indicate he knows with great fondness. “And it’s obvious to see why I would. It’s a remarkable gesture for you to keep this for me.”

Luca stands then, stretches, and tucks the notebook under his arm before offering you his gentlemanly hand, “Now! Let’s get some food, yeah? I’m starved. Oh! And let’s grab those other notebooks on the way, I have some catching up to do.”

“Alright,” you say. You feel lighter than you have in a while, reminiscing on how easily he accepts you back into his heart. With luck, he’ll remember everything else in a day or two. If he doesn’t, though, you’re at least not back to square one. “But in case you don’t remember, you don’t like sugar in your tea.”

Luca laughs boisterously, lays another electrifying kiss on your knuckles, and follows your lead out of the room.