#grimora x reader

[biribaa]

WAWAAWAWAAWW ROMANCE THIS PLATONIC THIS WHATEVER I WANT TO SEE SCRYBES AS PARENTAL FIGURES

Leshy would be a well balanced father, he knows when to treat you sweetly and he knows when you need to be scolded. For me Leshy is one of the most leisurely patrons, so you can have plenty of free time to do any kind of parent and child activity.

I really believe that Leshy would teach you how to make wooden figures. Just you, his dear child, and him, making some wooden figures together. Did you cut yourself with the knife? Of course, don't worry, Leshy will have his full attention for you and take care of your cut. Leshy isn't desperate with certain injuries of yours, of course he's worried, but he knows you're going to be fine.

Leshy will have a hard time making food for you... Seeing how he's not very fond of cooking. Having some cookbooks would be nice right now...

Leshy tends to sleep hugging you, he wants to make sure you're warm, the woods usually tend to be cold, and he would hate to see his dear child have to suffer from a cold nose and sneezing.

Leshy will teach you how to hunt, write, read, how to skin animals without getting blood on you, etc. Basics for you to survive in the forest if at some point you want to live alone.

Also, Leshy tells you bedtime stories! He was hesitant at first, but seeing how insistent you were, he couldn't say 'no' to your lovely smile.

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I bet Grimora has dreamed/wanted at some point in her life to have a child, so trust me, you are a blessing in her life!

Grimora showers you with verbal support. You did a drawing of her? "Why, isn't this splendid my child! I'm truly proud of you Y/N. Keep drawing and I bet you'll be even better than uncle Magnificus!". You finish the duties Grimora sent you to do? "Good job Y/N! I know that I could always trust you." Or anything else that you made a effort? "Magnificent Y/N! I'm so happy to hear this news!"

She doesn't spoil you, but Grimora clearly gives the attention every child needs to you and you alone. Grimora doesn't just want to be your mother, she wants to be your friend.

Grimora loves to teach you things, even the simplest things, like sewing or how to make tea. And after that the two of you try to sew something together while she listens to you talk about your day.

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Magnificus being a father figure is similar to Leshy, but more protective. Leshy trusts you and knows you can get by with his learnings, while Magnificus is extremely protective of you.

He always asks where you're going and who your new friends are. Don't get him wrong, Magnificus its just worried and care about you, both your physical and mental health. He wants to make it more than clear that you are not just anyone, but the child of Magnificus. Perhaps this sudden fame and a lot of people treating you like royalty might irritate you slightly, so it would be best to talk to Magnificus about the situation if that's what bothers you, so he can make an attempt to sort things out.

I don't think Magnificus is one of the best fathers, so he puts a lot of expectations on you as his child, but over time he realizes that you are not a saint and sometimes you just don't have the physical/mental strength to do certain things , he tries to lighten the weight of expectations and responsibilities on you while you're still just a kid, you deserve to be free :]

And like Grimora, Magnificus likes to shower you with verbal support, always telling you he's proud of you for doing your chores. Sometimes, he even gives you gifts that he knows you like!

Magnificus is also a great listener. The moment between the two of you while Magnificus paints a picture and you talk endlessly about your interests is pleasant for him. Speaking of painting, you're the first person he shows the paintings he's done!

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Oof, P03 is a tough one.

P03 never planned or was interested in having a child, and yet, here you are.

P03 is horrible at showing the affection they have for someone. The easiest type of affection for P03 to express affection is simply helping you with whatever difficulties you are having.

They help you pick up things you can't reach for your size, helps you with tasks you're having and listens to you talk about the horrible day you had (with a bonus of them calling whoever bothered you an asshole. And having something against that person after that day).

And of course P03 will teach you strategies and how to play cards, saying that "I don't want to suffer the shame of having a horrible player as a child", but in fact he meant "Omfg I don't want anyone calling my kid a loser I want them to be the best so they can be proud of themselfand not have their mental health destroyed by idiots"

And when P03 praises a drawing you made for it or completed a task or won a card battle, it just says "Good job Y/N", with a lil' pat pat in your head. But he SWEARS he's been so positively affected by the things you've done, he just has a big problem expressing it. So please, do tell him if you don't feel appreciated enough, and P03 will make an attempt to show his true feeling more.

[beetleskeleton]

I’m so sorry but I had a few ideas, I’ll try my darndest not to swamp you but….

Scribes (or just g, your gonna discover a smidge of a trend) s/o being slowly corrupted by the old data

Hello Hello! Thank you for your request!

FRIEND SEND ME THE IDEAS!!! I love seeing them! Send them separately, of course, as I want to get to each of them if I can. But I’d love to hear them! So send them all my way and I’ll be sure to get to as many as I can! 

Anyway, I hope you enjoy and have a good rest of your day/night! 

 -Scrybes partner slowly getting corrupted with the Old_Data-

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It would be more subtle at first, with you mostly seeing things out of the corner of your eye than anything else. As time goes on though, you begin seeing strange things as you dream next to your partner. Words from messages, photos of people and places you didn’t recognize, a black and white daus card, all of it being unusual but you didn’t think much of it. Rather you dismissed it with them all being odd dreams that would dissipate eventually. Which had led to your surprise when discussing your strange dreams with your partner, you were met with a concerned and alarmed gaze from them, not shifting as if there were bounds of thoughts running through their mind. 

Only when you asked them if they were alright did they snap out of it, but they clearly were still shaken with worry. They told you that they were, and that they were simply thinking about something. It was odd, but you simply accepted that for an answer and continued whatever task you were doing. The dreams and visions had only gotten worse, and you noticed your partner watching you with concern. Even their subordinates were starting to glance at you weird. What was frustrating was that when you pressed about it, it was usually dismissed with your partner giving you a small task to do in the meantime. They were keeping something from you, but they refused to say, so you stormed off to do the task they asked you to do.

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Leshy

You were being corrupted. He could see it plain as day, and the realization pierced him like a sharp thorn in his stomach. Leshy knows you want the answers, why he’s been acting off, why he told his lackey’s to be wary of any odd behavior from you, but he can’t bring himself to do it. 

For he’s too caught up in his own self-loathing that he failed to protect you from the cursed code plaguing this world. Sometimes when he’s alone, he’ll wail with despair. You were the last person who deserved to see all those horrible things, to learn the truth about this game’s existence. Leshy knows you’re angry, but what else can he do? Besides ripping away your innocence that made your eyes twinkle, your smile warmer. 

He sits alone in his cabin, unsure of what to do. He hardly goes out to capture beasts anymore, earning the concern of his subordinates, who drop by his cabin every so often to see if he’s alright. All they’re met with is a concerned, lingering stare from him, one that shows the fear of realization. 

He contemplates telling you, as tempting as it is, but how can he? How could he possibly tell the one he loves about something that’s infecting them, that had infected him too, that he knew about its existence all along and never told you in fear of hurting you? Too much, all of it is too much to bear.

He tries to divert his focus, maybe he can prepare another game of cards for when you get back.. 

Grimora

..She should’ve seen this coming. It was going to happen eventually, and Grimora knew it. But it startled her with how unexpected it was, when it seemed everything was simply going as it normally would, as normal as this place could get. But of course it wasn’t that simple, and she feels foolish for thinking that. 

She doesn’t pry, but she does inquire about your strange visions every so often. It’s subtle, if infrequent, but it does give her a clearer idea of how far gone you are. Grimora does wish for things to be different, you of all people don’t deserve to go through something as horrific such as that. 

When you do talk about your visions, sometimes she’ll say that she saw something similar years back. She never goes into detail, but she does keep it vague enough for you two to half-heartedly make a connection. When she sees your blissfully unaware gaze as she speaks, it makes her cold heart ache. Why must this happen to you? 

Out of all the Scrybes, she doesn’t necessarily keep everything hidden away from you, but keeps certain elements that would be too daunting obscure when discussing it. So she’s certainly more willing to talk about it, but very vaguely.

Grimora is…uncertain if she should reveal the truth to you. Afterall, she’s been telling you white lies this whole time, and she isn’t sure if it’ll make the damage worse or not. You deserve to know, but should you know is the question.. 

Such thoughts trouble her as she simply inscribes another epitaph of a tombstone, making a fresh card. 

     P03

The bot freezes as you go into detail about your dreams, claw clutching a freshly printed card tightly. He doesn’t say anything, only trying to relax itself as it slowly places down the card. As P03 listens, he slowly nods along, work almost completely abandoned. 

He’ll press sometimes, with a usual, “Tell me more about that..” to pry a bit more information out of you. His odd behavior is noticeable and it does tell its workers about the possibility of you having more odd behaviors. But despite that, he doesn’t change a whole lot, aside from asking more questions from you than normal. He seems..cautious, wary of something that it refuses to talk about. 

In addition, P03 also seems to be cutting back on the usual teasing and banter, to the point where they’re few and far between. When you ask if he’s alright, it’ll tell you that it's fine, and will bring up something else to distract you. It’s not the most effective thing, but it’ll do to keep you oblivious for a little longer. 

Eventually, he fesses up. P03 sits you down for a long talk, and tells you what’s going on and what exactly your dreams and visions mean. Depending on how well you take it, he will try to console you about it, maybe wrapping an arm around you as it tries to comfort you. 

If there were a better way to go about this, he would take it. But..he can’t lie to you, it can’t keep the wool over your eyes forever. He had to tell you, as painful as it was. P03 lets you take your time to fully wrap your head around it, listens to you vent whenever it becomes worse, and tries its damn best to make sure that you feel safe around it and everyone else. 

P03 wishes for a way to prevent this from happening, but at the very least, you are aware of what’s happening and are trying to keep it from getting worse.       

Magnificus

Magnificus is absolutely mortified the moment he hears about your dreams and visions. The horror of the realization makes him openly shudder, and it takes him a good few moments to fully recollect himself, even some reassurance from you. He dismissed it with it being a vivid vision he had to spare your concern, but after that, he had been anxious nonstop. 

He can hardly look you in the eye anymore, fearful of seeing a glimpse of that cursed code infesting you so subtly you don’t even notice it. In his own subtlety, you can pick up on his nervous behavior by noticing how his hand shakes as he paints on a blank canvas. You try to ask him what’s wrong, but he’s defensive, even outright pushing you away so you can stop bothering him. 

He can’t tell you. The thought makes him shiver and his mouth dry with terror. He feels guilty for pushing you away, but he doesn’t know what else to do. What can he do? Just watch his beloved partner lose to the corrupted code? 

All of this fear, this paranoia surrounding it, he wishes for it all to just stop. It makes his body and mind ache, as he practically collapses onto the bed to rest every night. Magnificus is terrified for you, so scared of what will become of you. He tries to bring himself to push past his anxiety, to help you, tell you something, anything that will help you. But he can’t..he can’t bring himself to rasp a single word to you.

Trembling, he strokes his brush on a new canvas, trying to paint a better future for you and your wellbeing.

[lovesickletters]

you write inscryption!? if it's alright, maybe a letter from grimora? sorry if you're not, there's just so little inscryption content that i got so excited when i saw it on your list. i love all your work so far, your letters are really captivating and all distinct!

💜𝒢𝓇𝒾𝓂ℴ𝓇𝒶 | ℒℴ𝓋ℯ𝓈𝒾𝒸𝓀 ℒℯ𝓉𝓉ℯ𝓇💜

I do indeed! Excellent choice, I simply adore Grimora, the goth old lady💜 Sorry for the delay my love but here you go!

{Item Description: A wax-sealed parchment stamped with the insignia of a skull that crawls with the scent of death, but in a way that makes you feel comfortable…? Like a warm hug drowning out a bone-chilling shiver shot down your spine. The calligraphy is practiced and perfected, with not a smudge nor blot.}

Hello my dearest, I admit I am quite enlivened to be using my quill for purposes aside from noting down the epitaphs of those that have passed to be transformed into cards, to be writing something far more optimistic in nature is quite a refreshing alteration. They do say a change is as good as a rest.

I admit I had no particular urgent reason for writing to you, the mood struck me all of a sudden and I found my quill itching to be used. Perhaps I find inspiration in the variety you bring to these death-ridden halls with your life. Magnificus the dear geezer doesn’t seem to quit going on and on about how death and life don’t mix well but I think you and I know better. Do come visit some time, would you? I could do with a change from the tedium, and we could chat over a cup of green tea perhaps?

All my love,

Grimora, Scrybe of the Dead.

[chibipsycho-v3]

There isn’t a whole lot of reader x Leshy or reader x Grimora stuff out there, so anything with either of them would be great : D

OR how about both? 💖 I took longer with these requests (bad day yesterday) but I really like how these turned out! I went a little overboard on Leshy's because I'm lov. Forest peepaw~

Grimora x GN!Reader

An older tune spilled from the phonograph in the back of the room, filling the quiet crypt with a liveliness that normally wasn't felt here. It was a mid-tempo song, but the lyrics fell unheard on your ears. You were too busy.

Grimora held your hands in hers, cool against your skin, as she pulled you into a dance. Of course she led, she was the taller party, and you were too lost in the moment to lead besides. She turned and guided you in what felt like a version of ballroom-dancing, music playing on behind you. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw the ghouls pausing to appreciate the music.

The Scrybe's dress swished as she pulled you a bit closer, and you felt your chest warm with adoration when you met her gaze and saw her smile. While she maintained a 'proper' attitude with the other Scrybes, you and her ghouls all knew different. She had a warmth that she hid beneath her work… but not from you.

A laugh escaped you as Grimora extended her arms to carefully spin you in a circle. She answered with her own ethereal laugh. "Dearest, you make even this old lady feel young again," she cooed.

You made a dismissive noise. “Youth is a myth," you replied, "It comes from within."

Her laughter raised by an octave; you must have caught her by surprise. "Cheeky of you, my angel," Grimora hummed.

The song was drawing to a close and she took the opportunity to place her palm to your back and dip you slightly. You both took a moment to look into each other's eyes, soft smiles on your faces. Then Grimora leaned down and gently placed her forehead to yours, her glowing eyes fluttering closed. You closed your own, inhaling deep of her subtle, flowery perfume.

You wished this moment could last forever.

Leshy x GN!Reader

Oh, this was perfect. You held still, save for the slow lift of the camera in your hands. You peered through the shutter, steadying the shot. On the other end of the viewfinder was a beautiful russet fox, rooting through the forest undergrowth in search of prey. Steady, steady…

Just as it looked up, you took the shot. Amazing. The fox continued its search, still unaware of your presence for the moment. You lowered the camera, taking the instant picture from the slot and waving it to let it develop. When you looked at it, you swore it belonged on the cover of a nature magazine.

"Excellent framing."

You nearly startled and dropped the camera. "Geez!" you hissed, causing the fox to scurry into the brush, "Leshy…!"

He chuckled at your reaction. He did so relish sneaking up on you, it was so easy due to his command of the forest. "I suppose that answers what you are doing with my spare camera, then."

You frowned up at the huge figure beside you, but it was pretty hard to stay mad when his eyes were crinkled with amusement at you. Your frown turned to a smile as you lifted a small bag from your hip. "There were so many creatures around, I just wanted to give it a try," you explained, pulling out the other photos you'd deemed as keepers. A sparrow mid-flight, a school of fish in a shining stream, a rabbit alert from your presence, among others.

Leshy took them delicately from your hands, looking them over with an appraising eye. He hummed approvingly, singling out the bird photo. "You have a photographer's eye," he commented before lifting a brow, "Are you certain you aren't aiming to replace me?"

He pulled a laugh out of you with that. "I'd never dream of it," you replied, taking the photos he offered and putting them away. You smiled up at the Scrybe of Beasts. "You could always guide me, though. Learning at the elbow of the master should be interesting!"

He seemed intrigued by that. "Ah, flattery," he mused, then placed his broad palm on your head, "Fine, you have swayed me." Leshy let his hand drop, but not before brushing the back of one finger against your cheek subtly. "But you shall listen and obey, I will not repeat myself."

He was trying to act commanding, but his tone lacked that edge. He sounded more fond than anything. "Yes, sir Scrybe," you teased back.

[faetaiity]

Imagine meeting the Scrybes after finishing the game, they just fucking appear in your house, there are really only two ways this can go *One; You didn’t know they were sentient while playing This Path probably ends up with you hitting One of the Scrybes with a baseball bat, A lot of curse words and two parties involved being injured  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You walked out of the bathroom; your PC had randomly crashed after finishing inscryption, the game was odd, Often the characters making jabs at you, and right before the game crashed, you saw a text dialogue saying something for a split second before your pc going black; Your dumbass self didn’t catch it, only seeing the colored text.

. . . SKRRRRR

You hear rather frantic whisper yelling from someone, you assume, is an Intruder, you only hear the words “dumbass” and “why did you move it?!” quietly walking back to your room; You picked up the metal baseball bat beside your bed, unfortunately, your messy room hid many items, Including the little figurines that were leaning beside the Bat.

‘shitshitshitfuckfuckfUCK-’

you started cursing inside your head, hearing multiple footsteps coming up the stairs, Adrenaline making you act quickly as you hid right beside the door frame, hearing them open the door made you instantly swing the bat; you hear a loud screech and someone tumbling over, you also hear.... Snickering?

“wh- HEY?? DON’T HIT US YOU JACKASS” as much as the voice tried to sound commanding, there was some suppressed giggling underneath.

what the fuck

You peek out and see those characters you met in that rather chaotic Game;

eyes turn to look at you, instantly making you freeze. 

Hearing some groaning, you looked down, seeing the character from the first act of the game; Leshy, on the floor, holding his chest, Another Character, Grimora stepped around him to get in front of you; Making you realize, that the characters were fucking massive

compared to you, you hear Leshy sucking in air before getting up, now you had four Scrybes looking down at you. You, of course, Panicked and slammed the door shut and locked it, after realizing how stupid that was of you to do, you mumbled silently “that went fucking great...”

. . . . . . . . CRASH

you screeched as you fell over, hitting something that you didn’t see, Looking behind you; you see a hand that had broke through the door, unlocking your doorknob and coming in, You moved onto your back and attempted to sit up but your arms felt like they were burning, You sucked in air before everything went black

~~Leshy P.O.V~~

“you dumbass why did you have to break the door?!” P03 shouted as grimora put the unconscious human on the sofa; You glared at them and stated “it was a reflex, I did not mean to injure them.” ”Way to go, doing that, They’re still bleeding even with your intentions!” P03 said, with venom dripping from their words, You sigh, all of you waiting for the Challenger to wake up.

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*Two; You knew they were sentient

you are on okay terms with the Scrybes and meet them unexpectedly, but a lot less aggressive

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You sighed as your PC crashed, mildly annoyed, you decided to lay down on your bed, deciding to take your mind off your PC crashing while you were talking to the Scrybes... ‘even now, I still think that’s weird, talking with game characters’ you thought, you had first started talking with Leshy in Act I, later having conversations with the cards and bosses

“This game is bullshit! WHY do you need to summon EIGHT FUCKING BEARS” you growled out into the nothingness, not expecting an answer. “Simply to make sure you play fair.” a voice stated, Amused. You were startled and, being the graceful swan you are, leaned back and fell. “What the FUCK” you screeched as you scrambled to get back up; you snatched your baseball bat and looked around frantically, hearing small snorts and giggles didn’t help “Calm down, you’re gonna hurt yourself.” the voice sighed; Snapping your head to your PC, you see the GameMaster tilting his head, despite only seeing his eyes, you can see his expressions pretty damn well, you see him staring so you compose yourself. “Damn you exist??” You asked, surprised, before mentally cursing yourself out for such a dumb question “I am definitely not fake, my name is Leshy, and you?” he politely asked “(Y/N).....” you mumbled, cautiously putting down the baseball bat and fixing your chair; setting in it “An Interesting name” he said, making you confused. “thank.... you..?” “Now then, play your cards right, and I won’t have to summon ‘eight fucking bears’“ he smirked

Thinking of that first meeting paved the way for much, much weirder ones, However, there weren’t as startling as the first. You sighed as you scrolled YouTube, watching YouTubers play Inscryption; Despite the game being an ARG, it somehow actually gained Sentience, Which was definitely scary. You heard your PC turn back on, snapping your head over to your PC, you see it turn bright white before seeing a fucking HAND coming out of it “WHAT THE ABSOLUTE GOD-FEARING FUCK” you screeched as you grabbed the pocketknife you had recently bought and getting off your bed, you stood up, in a defensive position. The one hand became many as one pair grabbed the edges of your screen and pulled a figure out ‘is that fucking leshy, oh my god what the fuck whatthefuck’ you screamed on the inside, more figures pulled themselves out as you recognized them as the other Scrybes “Greetings, (Y/N)” Grimora said, Smiling and waving “H-hi Grimora” you stuttered, absolutely scared shitless, and- ‘oh my fucking god they’re massive what the fuck why are they so big-’ another figure, Magnificus stepped in front of you, snapping you out of your thoughts, “Hmm, your kind, Humans, are tiny” he stated while he stared at you intensely, making you shrink into yourself, before you feel Grimora pick you up and gently take the knife from you; Not being able to handle any more stress and fear, you fainted. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~AAAAAA I’M NOT GOOD AT WRITING BUT PRACTICE IS THE ONLY WAY TO GET GOOD SO *FUCKING DIES* also I would love critique on this but please be civil man-

[kakusu-shipping]

My love language is gift giving so I kinda like the idea of each of the scribes just giving their challenger small gifts and items whenever they visit, mostly because its nice to see them happy and flustered by the gift but also partially in like a display of possession if that makes sense? Like little trinkets, rare cards and custom pieces

I also wonder how they'd react to the challenger gifting to them too? Just a whole bunch of presents for the scribes, my beloveds ♡

Anon I am BEGGING you to write your own fics because I can do nothing with this but would LOVE to read it??? Good god the idea of giving the Scrybes things is overwhealming actually...

So like, Leshy would love anything gifted to him, yeah? He's already all about the clutter of his cabin, so as long as it doesn't break aesthetic he'll be happy with just about anything. He's one who if you gave him a rock because you thought it looked pretty he'd put it up on a shelf and praise it every day. He'd do the same right back to you too?? Please take this pinecone look how small it is tiny tiny pinecone. He loves to just press little things into your hand.

Grimora loves clothing gifts, get her an outfit and she'll have to put it on right away and show it off to you so you can compliment how it looks on her. You could also bring her like. A bone you found. A squirrel corpse from Leshy's woods. And she would be over the moon. Yes bones!!! Bodies!!! Very fun. Little fabrics and ribbons as well I could see being good. Teas and chocolates as well. Flowers... Yeah she'll take about any gift, it's really the thought that counts to her.

P03 is going to turn down anything you try to hand him with a little scoff and a "I don't need that junk". Basically anything. He'll probably take things that are actually useful in every day life. A new tool kit, scrap parts, metal shine and cleaners. He's picky, and has no use for trinkets or knickknacks, and he'll turn down a gift if he doesn't see its usefulness.

And on that note, Magnificus might be the same way? He wants something that has a use, actual purpose, but unlike P03 he was raised polite and knows better than to turn down a thoughtful gift. He'll keep things he doesn't have use for in storage in the tower's basement. If he really really likes the player though, all gifts from them are useful as they are inspiration or reference for his latest art piece, which also gives him a good excuse to stare at them for unreasonable amounts of time.

[miss-banana-brains]

Scribes react to the music in your player and what kind of music they would prefer Scribes x fem!reader (I will substitute the music that I like) I just drew Leshy and listened to music. That's how the idea came about

• Leshy At first, he didn't trust the thing because it was associated with P03, but when you assured him it wasn't dangerous, he became interested.

The only music he heard was the music of the forest: the singing of birds, the murmur of water, the rustling of leaves. Sometimes the guitar of some person who wandered into his forest, but this was rare

Of course, there is no question of any electronic music.

He liked more natural and calm music, without electronic guitars, drums and other sound amplifiers.

He would have liked "le dal des chats" by Cécile Corbel, "Flashbacks" by Inna, "Roundtable Rival" by Lindsey Stirling.

Lying, leaning on Leshy and falling asleep to calm music, is truly soothing and sweet. •Grimora

She quickly became interested in such a thing, because trevelers came without things.

She sometimes borrowed your player for a while to enjoy the music while she was working.

She would listen to songs like "Take It Off" by Ke$ha, "Courtesy Call" by Thousand Foot Krutch, "Tag, You're It" by Melanie Martinez

It seems to me that she did not adhere to something specific in music and just listened to everything.

Of course, she would want to dance with you to your favorite song.

Imagine: twilight, you and Grimora move slowly to the beat of slow music and relax. But the next song, more moving, turns on, and Grimora, who, due to her age, must move slowly, grins and begins to move sharply. You didn't even keep up with her movements, to which she laughed.

•Magnificus

After P03, he was the least wary of your technology, foreseeing that it wouldn't harm anyone.

He is not particularly interested in listening to music, as he is more interested in drawing, but he also respects such a manifestation of art.

Rarely, but he may ask what you are listening to and listen with you. Sometimes, it can give a little bit of inspiration.

He would like "Dynamite" Liza Fox, "Miraculous" Lou, Lenni-Kim, maybe "Syncopation" BABYMETAL

When he drew and you sat next to him and listened to music, it gave him a little peace of mind and a sense of comfort. That everything should be the way it is.

•P03

He would have almost no interest in music. He is artificial intelligence, it is difficult for him to understand the needs of living beings for art.

He considered it a waste of time: - "Don't you have anything to do, since you are wasting the opportunity to do something useful?"

Sometimes there may be a song that he likes, but this happens very rarely.

Maybe he would listen to "Dangerous" 8-Bit Version and "Woke Up" (feat. Olivia Olson & Zuzu) "Robot" t.a.t.u

He does not understand your passion for music, but does nothing, because he understands that you like it.

"Robot robot robot I love you, we wanted so much"– P03 grimaced.-Seriously?

I've never written for inscryption before, but I like it

[persefoni-is-here]

Before you start reading to clarify a few things first. You are the apprentice to the Scrybe of Beasts.

Any relationships in this AU is strictly Platonic. But I will use the x reader tags cause it’ll reach further. Anyway enjoy.

This is the first chapter.

Y/N = Your name

Gender neutral reader

The blue skies of Inscryption was clear as it could be and Y/N was ready to do some errands before seeing their friends. They got up from their makeshift bed, which was just a pile of leaves and blankets. Then cleaned up the cabin a bit before heading out the door to be stopped by their Mentor, Leshy who spoke and got Y/N’s attention.

“Y/N. I’ll need to talk to you when you get back.” Leshy said.

“Understood. I’ll be back asap then.” Y/N stated, looking up at their mentor.

“Thank you. Enjoy the day.” Leshy replied before sitting at the table.

Y/N then headed out before they said their hellos to the Angler and Prospector before hurrying off. They were going to inform Grimora of what’s been happening recently, ask Rebecha if they need help or any supplies, deliver a package to stupid P03 and visit their friends in the tower.

Their first errand was easy and they could take their time on it since they didn’t mind spending time with Grimora.

They soon ended up in the land of the dead. They carefully treaded through the land to not step on a grave or ash of anyone that may rest. Soon they were at the entrance of Grimora’s home. They entered and saw Grimora sitting at her table with some tea brewed, enough for two.

“Sorry to intrude on you Grimora.” Y/N said as they stood in the doorway.

Grimora looked at Y/N and smiled. “Oh sweetie come in. How was the journey here? Have you been doing well? Leshy isn’t overworking you I hope.”

Y/N sighed before smiling. They were now going to answer about a thousand questions. “The journey was fine. No graves were stepped upon. I have been doing well and Leshy hasn’t overworked me nor have I done it to myself.” They then walked over and sat at the other end of the table.

The two talked for what seemed like hours. There wasn’t any clocks or anything to tell time, only the sun and Magnificus. “It was so lovely to talk to you Grimora but I’ll need to head off. The main reason I was here was to tell you that winter is in five days.” Y/N stated as they stood up and brushed themselves off.

“So sorry to have kept you here longer then you wanted sweetie and thank you for informing of the incoming season change. I’ll be sure to visit you both a lot when winter does come in.” Grimora said with a smile. “Have a safe journey Y/N.”

Y/N nodded before heading out and they stood at the crossroads of the Land of the Dead and the Land of the Beasts. They had forgotten their other tasks which wasn’t really good. “Inform Grimora…that’s done. Deliver something to someone. Meet with someone.” Y/N sighed in defeat before heading back to the Land of the Beasts and the cabin.

The errands would have to wait until they remembered.