We are laying in bed after not getting out of bed for the whole day because it's raining and IRONICALLY ENOUGH we have a pretty window right next to our bed so we're starring out and BOOM INCOMW CANNONBALL WORRIED MATTHEO RIDDLE SNACKS ON SNACKS ON SNACKS MOVIES CUDDLES AND MORE CUDDELS AND GUES WHAT???? MORE CUDDLES IM TALKING IN DEPTH DETAIL OF HOW THE SHEETS FEEL HOW HE SMELLS HOW OUR BREATHING IS IM SYNC THE WAY HE HOLDS US I MEAN COME ON DUDE LIKE PUPPY DOG "ILL DO ANYTHING FOR YOU"
I MEED HIM ON HIS TOES AT ALL TOMES HE NEEDS SOMETHING IM TALKING WHIPPED!!!!!!
But yeah anyone of those will do 🙄😉
Sincerely, Thalia who absolutely adores selective mute!reader with mattheo riddle 💜
THAILIA!!!! YOU'VE GOT MY BRAIN WORKING!!!!!
he would be just sweet and patient with her because he is so used to screaming and fighting and now that there is silence, he is almost confused on how to handle it. my sweet babies!!!!
You sat curled up on the edge of the Astronomy Tower, knees tucked tight to your chest. The sky stretched out above you, wide and endless, but your chest felt small, squeezed tight with everything you couldn’t say.
The words were there-caught in your throat like tangled thread. Too many thoughts, too much pressure, too loud. You didn’t need to be alone, but you couldn’t bring yourself to explain it either.
The door creaked open behind you, but you didn’t look. You knew his footsteps by now-slow, careful, like he was always trying not to scare you off.
Mattheo didn’t speak. He never did right away. He just sat beside you, close enough that your shoulders brushed, and held out his hand, palm up.
You stared at it for a long moment before slipping your fingers into his. Warm. Steady.
His thumb traced slow circles across the back of your hand. You didn’t have to look at him to know his eyes were watching you-not with pity, but patience. Like he was willing to sit here forever if that’s what you needed.
“You don’t have to talk,” he said quietly. “You don’t even have to think, if it hurts too much. Just… breathe, love. I’ve got you.”
You blinked hard, the pressure in your chest softening just enough to let a tear slip down your cheek.
Mattheo leaned in, pressing a kiss to your temple. “When you’re ready,” he whispered, “I’m not going anywhere.”
Hello! Is it okay to request some comfort hcs of Vera Nair with a s/o who has selective mutism? Maybe, after finding out that some survivors make fun of them because of it? Feel free to ignore if not!
Vera Nair comforting a s/o who has selective mutism
I took this and ran a MILE because omg, Vera may be a notable foe against hunters, but she won't be afraid to go against other survivors
TW: mentions of violence , choking , hate against a character (Kreacher)
Vera is a woman that has shown herself to be a strong woman, she has shown herself to be a reliable and always ready to help a teammate and it has secured her place in what you would call the 'inner circle' — these are survivors that are incredibly talented at the game, and if you had them on your team you were guaranteed a win or a tie as long as something didn't happen early match.
This didn't mean that she was snobby or had her head up her ass either; she chose to date you for a reason, she's a woman that enjoys someone who she can connect to, even if she cannot remember certain things due to her self-inflicted short term memory due to euphoria. In fact, you were the reason she began to take her diary more seriously as a way to make sure she never forgot the important things. She even started carrying her diary around with her in order to jot down little notes every once in a while in case she may forget something.
The smile on her face every time you would talk to her was enough to brighten up a room, sure, it may be something small or having to tell her in words that you needed her to do something, but the smile she would always give whenever she heard your voice was just... so pure and wonderful. She truly did love you, and even if she wanted to hear your voice all the time, she knew that she shouldn't push you to speak all the time, as even the silent discussions the two of you would have was enough to her.
The day she heard other survivors mocking the fact you didn't talk... You didn't even need to ask her to know she was in a bad mood. If you bring it up first to her, she'll ask how long they've been mocking you for your vocal ability, if you don't wish to talk about it she won't confront you about it.
Don't get me started on if a survivor tries to mock you right in front of her or to her because she won't hold back; she isn't an inner circle survivor for nothing as she isn't afraid to kick a hunter's ass, so why was another survivor any different? She wouldn't be afraid to choke another out, she wasn't afraid to give them a black eye if they dared insult you to her: she had done it before for a completely different reason when Kreacher had tried to force gender roles onto the women of the manor. That man's personality when it came to the gender roles was as bad as his smell.
If you tell her to not go after the other survivors, she won't; she respects you too much to go against your wishes and as much as she was a woman that did anything in her power to rise up above the gender norms but she hated seeing you upset.
As much as she would want for you to forget the mockery of your mutism, she swore to herself she would not force euphoria upon you as she hated the effects it brought to her long term, she also didn't want you forgetting about your relationship with her if she was to use too much of it on you.
"Those people don't know what they're talking about — you are the Vera Nair's special lover, you are the person I chose, and I chose you because I love you." She would mutter over and over on occasion, most likely while giving you a facial with some of the beauty care products she was able to bring to the manor.
She would spoil you rotten if it meant seeing you smile against all odds.
