Identity V [ONESHOTS] - CharactersXReader

This One-Shot has been requested by Mothia15
Hope you enjoy the fluff~

★ 𝙰 𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛 ★

Laughter was heard all around the living room. It was January 10th and outside the Manor, the nature was covered in a white blanket of snow. It was still winter and the survivors have gathered in the living room for a small sleepover with both boys and girls. Currently they were telling each other funny stories or jokes, as the fire in the fireplace gleamed brightly setting g a warm and relaxing aura around the room. The whole floor was covered with blankets and pillows as there were some snacks scattered around.
(Y/N) was gladly listening to the small jokes and stories that Jose and Kurt have been telling as Mike was pulling small classy pranks in the prospector, Norton. Most of the girls were sitting on the couch having their girl talk while Tracy and Martha were playing Poker. Eli was sitting next to Fiona who was telling one of her recent discoveries of her lord to Helena and Servais. Naib was having a wrestling competition with William with Kevin and Kreacher cheering them on. Aesop on the other hand was sitting in the armchair with a sketchbook in hand, drawing the portrait of people in front of him. He was quite enjoying himself for an introverted person.

As the big clock in the living room rang, for the 12 a.m. hour Vera's face lit up. She got up and clapped her hands, trying to get everyone's attention.
"Excuse me, everybody! But the hour for 12 a.m. has currently struck us and knowing that we may not survive until the morning I have came up with an idea!"
Everyone, including (Y/N), turned their head towards the perfumer immediately stopping what they were doing.
"What is that 'glamorous' idea of yours Vera?" The horned girl asked, with a bit of sarcasticism in her tone.
"Truth or Dare!"
Everyone stared blankly at the woman, as some groaned while others cheered in happiness.
"Oh coman y'all! This game is childish! Why would you even want to play it?"
Kevin said, half shouting, as he glared at the people who cheered.
"The game may be childish, but it's challenging and exciting!"
William spoke up with a mischievous grin on his face.
"I agree with Kevin. We could play way other games than this one.." Naib said, whom was sitting next to the artist. "Not only that, but most of us would pick truth instead of dare! Cause you all are cowards!"
A lot of survivors disagreed with Naib, while some agreed. (Y/N) on the other hand shifted in her position ,clearly uncomfortable of the male beside her arguing with the other.
"Oh?! And you dare say I won't pick dare just because I am a GIRL?!"
Martha shouted. Startling the artists from her thoughts. "Well then Naib...We'll play Truth or Dare. And if most of us pick truth, I'll admit that I've lost my rescuing skills. But if dare has been picked the most, you have to admit that you LOVE getting Terror Shocked!" The coordinator proudly said, crossing her arms and looking down at the mercenary with a challenging smirk on her face.
"I accept your challenge. Useless brat.."
Almost everyone 'ooo'ed by the insult of the mercenary. (Y/N) noticed the coordinator's eye twitch in annoyance and anger. She trembled a bit in such into the pillow she was holding. Mike, who was also sitting beside the artist, noticed her shrunk into the pillow. He won't lie, it was cute but knew he had to comfort her since the tension between Martha and Naib can be scary, so he gently rubbed her back and smiled at her. The artist realized what he was doing and smiled back softly, nodding her head slightly as a sign of a 'Thank you'.
"Okay you two that's enough. Come on let's all gather in a circle."
Enchantress ordered, pushing the coordinator slightly, but she kept her glare on the mercenary.

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As everyone was now sitting in a big circle the threatening glares that Martha and Naib shared made the atmosphere in the room gloomy and uncomfortable. The good side for (Y/N) was that she was sitting between Fiona and Andrew. Andrew came to the manor a few days ago.. He wasn't here at the beginning of the sleepover because he had a tasks of exploring the maps, the manor and train his skill. For now his most favorite map is actually the Red Church, which isn't surprising since he is a Grave Keeper... (Y/N) glanced at the pale male that is besides her, noticing that he is feeling uncomfortable.
"It's okay Andrew. No need to worry! You'll get along with everyone."
He looked at the small girl who was smiling at him, her eyes glimmering. He just sighed and nodded.
"Alright! Since I requested to play this game.. I shall being as well!" Vera spoke as she looked around to find her target. Soon her eyes lend on Kreacher. An evil-mischievous grin appeared on the perfumers face.
"Truth or Dare, Mr. Pierson~"
The thief was startled by the tone of Vera's voice. He didn't like what she had in mind, but couldn't get away with it.
"I choose dare." Kreacher said, crossing his arms in annoyance.
"I dare you to wear Freddy's glasses for the next three rounds!" Vera said, chuckling in between her words with evilness.
"What?! As if I'll ever let that cockroach wear my glasses!" The lawyer yelled. Glaring at the perfumer, who didn't even pay attention to the unpleasant survivor.
"Freddy...Give him the glasses..." Martha spoke in her most threatening voice she could come up with. She had a shadow covering one side of her face, and her eyes were literally piercing through his soul. Shivers went down everyone's spines. (Y/N) let out a small whimper as she hugged her pillow tighter. Sweat beaked on the Lawyers forehead as his eyes widen..He knew he didn't have a choice or that woman would beat him to death, so he took off his glasses and gave them to Kreacher.  The thief took the glasses, putting them on.
"Bro. How the hell do you see with these?!"
"Easily, since they are made specifically for me cockroache." Freddy mumbled, irritated that he can't see very well now.
"S-So.. Who's tune is it now?" Andrew said, his voice slightly shaking.
"Kreacher has to choose someone now." Vera replied to Andrew. Joy in her tone. Kreacher looked around for quite a while, trying to make out everyone until her pointed at a red haired girl, with horn sticking out of her head.
"Fiona! Truth or Dare?"
"I choose truth." Fiona said, not bothered by the death galres that the coordinator was sending her.
"Is it true you knew Eli before he even came here?"
Fiona hesitated before answering. Although the truth is that she knew his fiance, but not Eli himself. Later on at his fiance's funeral she met him...
"Yes Kreacher. I knew him before we even came here."
Eli sighed as he shifted in his sitting position, completely understanding why she hesitated. Although he didn't like what was coming up next. As Fiona looked around the circle of people, her eyes fixated on a certain male figure who was staring at her intensly.
"Naib... Truth or Dare?"
A smirk appeared on the mercenary's face.
"Dare."
Fiona devilishly chuckled by the answer she has received and looked him straight in the eyes.
"I dare you to let me give you a makeover."
Martha and several other survivors had to stifle their laugher while other just straight up laughed. Naib stared dumbfounded at Fiona as her devilish smile never disappeared.
"Hell nah! I ain't doing that!"
"If you don't do the dare, you have to play a match with Jack. Only the two of you."
"Heyyy I was only joking! Come on let's go!"
The mercenary stood up quickly, grabbing the horned girl and dragging her out the room to give him that 'makeover'. Immediately after they disappeared almost everybody bursted into laugher. Even (Y/N) herself held to her stomach as it hurt from all that laughter.
"Aww, this will be gold when be come back!"
Martha snickered. Vera agreeing with her.
"But, now who will chose?" The artist asked as she was still giggling.
"I will!" A deep male voice spoke from the left side of the artists. It was the prospector, Norton. He doesn't talked a lot, but (Y/N) he is a nice guy.
"Truth or Dare (Y/N)?"
(Y/N) jolted by the sudden call of her name. She was expecting to be last to be chosen, but guess fate had different plans for her.
"D-Dare.." The artist stuttered out, shyly looking at the prospector.
"I dare you to hug Mike!" Norton said a wide smile appearing on his face as (Y/N) had slight pink. Everyone was staring now at the  artist as she clumsily got up, walking towards the acrobat. His innocent eyes, full with joy and energy hid a slight sight of embarrassment in them. (Y/N) got down on her knees and harshly pulled the blond boy into a hug. He wrapped his arms around your waist as he stifled his laughter. (Y/N) then quickly let go and proceeded to go back to her place. As she did that she took a deep breath to calm herself, since her face was flushed.
"Jeez there little one. Ya'sure get easily embarrassed!" Kevin laughed. It wasn't one of those rude ones, it was more like the teasing. (Y/N) only giggled by the cowboys words. But now it was her time to choose.. She looked around until her eyes stopped on Jose ,who was fiddling with his watch.
"J-Jose! Truth or Dare?"
You questioned the officer who only looked at you with curiosity. He thought for a while until he replied.
"I choose dare."
(Y/N) wasn't really good with giving dares, but was gonna try her best at it.
"Ah.. Uh.. I dare you to.. Uhm.."
The survivors only stared at the flustered artist, who was struggling to think of a dare. Eli was about to say something until a male figure bursted through the door.
"HELL NO! I'M NOT WEARING THAT SHITTY OUTFIT!"
"NAIB GET BACK HERE! IT'S PART OF THE DARE!"
Fiona was chasing after Naib, whom was wearing half way done make up and the only clothing he was wearing was his pants. Everyone bursted into laughter until Fiona finally managed to trip Naib, making him fall and getting on top of him as she grabbed his hand and twist it in a painful way. If she pressed the arm any further to his back she would of broke it. The male only screamed in a pain as the others laughed at the mercenary's misery.
"Ow ow ow ow! Let go you crazy bitch!"
"In the name of my Lord! DO NOT insult me like that!" The priestess gave a death glare towards the mercenary, it send shivers down his spine.
"Fine, fine! J-Just let go of me already!"
Naib begged as he surrendered and stopped struggling to get out of her grasp. Fiona had a grin of victory on her face as she let go of Naib. He groaned in pain as he got up rubbing his arm.
"Where the hell did you learn that?!"
"Martha's training at the afternoon helps~"
He only rolled his eyes and took the outfit out of the girl's hand. She only smiled sweetly and followed the man out the room, probably to make sure he actually puts it on.
"Holy cows I can't believe we'll see him wear that!" Kurt said while laughing.
"It was a great laugh, but (Y/N) still hasn't chosen a dare for Jose." William interrupted, making almost everyone in the room look at the shy artist yet again.
"G-Gah! William!" (Y/N) chimed as she puffed her cheeks at forward. He only chuckled and smiled at the artist's cute reaction.
"F-Fine then! I dare Jose to do an arm w-wrestling battle with you!" The artist stutteres in annoyance. The boys only laughed as Tracy brang a table at the center if the table. Jose and William prepared for the challenge as most of the boys gathered around and watched, some cheering for William other for Jose.
While the artist only got up and sat on the sofa as she cuddled up to her pillow. She was thinking of her next painting with Jack until she was suddenly snapped out of her thoughts.
"Hey (Y/N)! Are you doing good alright?" A certain blonde haired boy, with two different coloured eyes asked. It was Mike. (Y/N) and Mike were very close ever since they had their first match together. Mike really liked how she managed to escape the hunter and would stun them with the pallets. He even once asked for help with the stunning. She did try her best to explain it to the acrobat and in some way she succeeded. Ever since then Mike and (Y/N) would always hang around the halls or living room to think of startegies or simple talk.
"A-Ah! Mike.. I'm doing fine. Only the anxiety got the better of my, that's all." The artist replied giving a reassuring smile towards the acrobat.
"Wanna go and hang out in the garden so you can calm down?"
"I would love that!" The artist beamed, as her eyes sparkled from the imagining the stars and moon slightly shinning above them. The acrobat smiled at her reaction and gently took her hand, leading her towards the garden. The other didn't really pay attention to them, but Victor and Tracy simply noticed the two survivors leaving. They looked at each other, them knowing that Mike was gonna make his move. They I ly chuckled by the thought and continued watching the intense arm wrestling.

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"Woah!! The stars are so visible out tonight!"  (Y/N) cheered as she stretched her hands out like a kid trying to reach the stars.
As of Mike. He was calmly watching the artist, fascinating on how she gets excited about the little thinks. He loved that about her. He loved it a lot. He adored her ever since he got to know more about her.. How she became an artist because of her mother, how she liked the stars because when she was born, a there was a meteor shower. Everything that she told her, he remembered it.
"Mike! Mike! Look! A shooting star!"
The girl said, grabbing the boys wrist slightly pulling him as she pointed at the shooting star in the sky. Her eyes were glimmering with excitement and fascination. Mike chuckled by the artist's childish action and looked up the sky to notice that it was actually a meteor shower. It looked beautiful. He continued watching the sky, amazed by how clear the shower can be seen. Although, because the two survivors were so captured in the meteor shower they did not realize they were holding hands. As soon as the last star fell they looked at each other, giggling of their childish act a moment ago.
"Thank you so much for taking me outside at this exact moment Mike!" (Y/N) chirpped as she smiled at the acrobat.
"Of course! Anything for you." Mike replied as he stared at (Y/N)'s eyes.
"Hey Mike.."
"Mhm?"
"How did you know there was a meteor shower tonight?"
"I didn't. It was mear coincidence!"
"Is that so... Well I am glad it wasn't planned."
As the artist said that, she took the acrobat into her embrace, gently warpping her arms around him and pressing herself against the boy. He was surprised by the hug, but quickly returned it. He enjoyed every second of this hug. He might of not had the perfect moment to confess his feelings, but deep down he knew that it was closer than usual. As the girl let go of him she smiled and took his hand in hers as she walked towards the door.
"Come on! We better get inside before we get cold out here. Who knows, maybe Fiona and Naib are back! We'll miss our golden time if we spend too much time here!"
Mike only laughed at (Y/N) comment as he simply walked behind her, hand in hand.
"Oh! Forgot to mention.. Love you too Mike~"
The words that fell off the girls mouth maid the acrobat flustered, but happy at the same time. He was so happy that he pulled the girl  into his arms and gave her a loving peck in her lips. (Y/N) was stunned by the joyful boy action and her face quickly became red.
"H-Hey! Warn m-me next t-time you do s-something like that!" The artist yelled as she lightly punched the acrobat in the chest. He only laughed by the girls actions as he tried to stop her from hitting him anymore..

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Little did they know, Eli knew from the start they'll become a couple as for Fiona.. She  only guessed by seeing the playful smirk written on the Seer's face. Oh how she couldn't wait to tease (Y/N)...

A/N
Holy acrobatic vibes-
I finally finished this at 2:10a.m. in the morning. And I have online classes in the morning! Hah-
Quarantine sure is the best
Anyways I hope you guys liked the story! I'll be moving on to write 'Andrew x Reader' fluff story now! I'll try not to make it so detailed and long because this ONE-SHOT came almost to 3000 words... Hah, my imagination is killing me. QwQ

Word count: 2985