#/trau's milestone event

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【 twst 1st anniv event soon !! 】

as i mentioned before, i'll be launching an event for twst en's first anniversary ! i'll be writing short drabbles / hcs, still not sure which yet, but yes. as for the name of the event, it will be titled Last First Kiss ! here's a small preview of the banner :

the event will be released on January 20th, 12pm PST, and will have 30 slots open, so save the date /hj i'll keep it open until Jan 21st, 12am or until all the slots are filled up ^^

i'll be keeping count of how many hours till the event release on my pinned, so keep a lookout for that !! i hope that this event will be fun for everyone :D

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Can I get 6 with Azul, please?

【 time we almost lost 】

prompt #6: Oh, Great Seven, he thought they were going to die! Please don’t ever scare him like that again... (ft. azul ashengrotto)

gn! reader, warning ! depictions of blood and injury + mentions of being sick/nauseous, 600 followers event ficlet

author's note: I LOVE HOW THIS WAS REQUESTED 3 TIMES FOR AZUL— you guys just want me to make azul cry huh...well. i delivered. this is like hurt/comfort but it's like 70% hurt and 30% comfort, so uh. good luck. (also i've been sitting on this fic since may 15th,,,,it was almost completed but i lost steam so here we are, a month and a bit later sjfkds i still hope you can enjoy this !)

Azul was going to be sick. He paced around the hallway, trying to straighten out the collar of this shirt that wasn't his. The nurse had given it to him after he showed up looking like... Well, it didn't matter. All that mattered was distracting himself from the undulating feeling in the pit of his stomach, chanting don't get sick, don't get sick, don't get sick— because he had to be here.

He had to stay. He couldn't just...leave. He looked down at his hands; bare and scrubbed clean and he couldn't help but shudder. Just minutes before those hands were coated in blood.

It came back at him in bits and pieces. It was P.E. class, and Azul was sure he saw the Prefect walk past while he was struggling on his broom. Their class was probably doing offensive spell training if the way Crewel was setting up defensive barriers wasn't telling enough.

He had looked away for a few seconds. Yet in those few seconds he wasn't watching, it happened. He smelled the blood before anything. He always had a sharper nose than most, and when he heard Grim's cry for help, he knew something was wrong.

But he couldn't fathom what he saw next. Them, lying on the ground and what looked like the remnants of a spell dissipating into the air. Azul hit the ground running— blood already starting to pool around them. His mind was screaming at him to do something.

He barely passed an incantation out his lips— one to lessen their pain— before his hands were at their neck, pressing down and— Sevens, the blood. It soaked into his pants as he prayed that they weren't bleeding out underneath him.

"Az- Azul-" Their voice was thin, a wisp of what it usually was and Azul bit back a sob at the sight of their drooping eyes.

"It's alright," He managed to push out, his voice wobbly as Crewel finally made it over. "You'll be alright, Prefect. You're in good hands." Crewel had instructed him something whilst Vargas hooked his arms under them.

There was a spell cast but he couldn't pay attention. His vision was blurred, still stuck on the sticky feeling of their warmth clinging to his fingers and staining his shirt. Someone had asked him if he was okay, and he had flinched. All he remembered after that was running straight for the infirmary.

And that was where he was now, un-bloodied from a trip to the bathroom and still feeling sick to his stomach. He had thrown up once already, but the taste of bile wouldn't go away. He clutched at himself, arms desperately refusing the hollowness in his chest. He just...he needed to know that they were okay.

Someone must've been listening to his prayers, because seconds later Crewel walked out, tiredness evident in his gait, "Ashengrotto. They're alright, thanks to your quick thinking."

"What-" He cleared his throat after hearing the rasp of his voice. "What exactly happened earlier...?"

"A bad puppy stepped out of the defense barriers I set up and cast a spell. The rebound from the barriers directed the spell at the Prefect's vicinity, clipping their shoulder," Crewel ran a hand through disheveled hair. "I'm going to have to punish them harshly."

"Can I...?" Azul couldn't get the rest of the words out, feeling the tremors that shook through his body. He had to see them. To make sure to himself that they were really okay

"Yes, you may," Crewel placed a slight hand on his arm. "They will be alright, Ashengrotto. Do not worry." Azul nodded before slipping into the infirmary.

It was quiet; the curtains fluttering from the open windows. They were the only person admitted to the infirmary so it didn't take him long to find them.

He stood at the foot of their bed, staring quietly at their dozing figure. There were wrappings around their shoulder, white bandages disappearing under the infirmary smock they donned. As he drew closer, he placed a hand near their nose. There was a ticklish brush to his fingers as they exhaled. They were alive. He was overcome with a feeling of relief so strong that he didn't notice them waking up.

They stirred, and Azul held his breath. They blinked, eyes flickering in recognition when they found him. He couldn't help but glance at the wrappings once again, checking that they weren't being tainted by an unsightly red, and-

"Azul," His eyes met theirs once more. "You're here."

"I certainly am," He remarked, though not as sharply as he would've hoped. "I hope you know that what happened was extremely dangerous and that if the spell did hit you just a bit higher you would've... Well, the point is that you should've stayed inside of the defensive barriers, an–"

A touch on his hand startled him, but he didn't jump back when their fingers wrapped around his wrist, "Why are you crying?"

"I- What?" He immediately raised a hand, feeling perplexing wetness steadily dripping down his cheeks. "I am not- not crying, I-"

There was a tug, and he staggered onto the bed, "I'm sorry you had to go through that." Azul pressed his lips together as hard as he could, choking back a sob and moving to clutch at their sleeves.

"You...scared me," His voice wobbled around the words. "I thought I had...I had lost you, you stupid stubborn, selfish–"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Their words were hushed as they pulled him into an embrace. He didn't have any strength to push them away as he sagged against their body

The corners of his lips pulled down even further, "Y-you're clearly not. Have you not learned anything from the overblots? M-magic is dangerous, more than you could imagine–" And he couldn't stop himself from continuing to prattle, even as his throat started hurting, voice turning hoarse. He could hear them consoling him, but he couldn't accept that, he needed them to understand.

By the time he had stopped, he wasn't even aware of how much time had passed. All he could feel was their hand running up and down his back, the press of their cheek against his head, and the silence that sat undisturbed between them.

"I don't appreciate being coddled," Azul said, and it sounded unconvincing even to him. How could they take him seriously when his voice was worn, his face no doubt reddened from all his crying? Truly he was still that unsightly crybaby from his past days, he thought bitterly.

"Would you like me to stop?"

"...No," He bit back the retaliation on the tip of his tongue, pushing at their shoulder lightly.

"I'll be more careful next time," They said firmly, meeting his eyes and suddenly Azul felt like he could breathe again. He could feel their warmth against his skin, the steady thump-thump-thump of their heart.

"Unless you want me to bubble wrap you till you can't walk," Azul warned, as threateningly as he could. "It would do you good to stay safe." He took off his glasses, the lenses smudged from all his...crying. And when he put them back on he was greeted with a smile on their face.

It shocked him more than he would've liked to admit, and he cleared his throat again, "You can let go now. I'm sure you need your rest to recover."

"No wa~y," They drew out the last word, their hold on his waist tightening. "I want you to stay here. Are you going to refuse a patient's request, Azul Ashengrotto?"

"N-no, but this is highly inappropriate—"

"C'mon, it's just a nap. I'm sure Crewel won't let you go back to class either," They fell backward onto the pillow. "How about this, I owe you a favor after this nap?"

"You already owe me for saving your life," Azul griped, but nonetheless he carefully lied down. "I'm having you work overtime at the lounge for one, no, two weeks, on top of doing me a personal favor."

"Yes, boss," They murmured, the phrase tapering into a small yawn, which, in Azul's professional opinion, was needlessly endearing. "Let's sleep first."

And for once Azul didn't try to retort with anything. Instead, he let them fuss over their sleeping positions, and who's arm went where before they were dozing lightly in their chosen position. Which was cuddled up right beside him, but that was fine, he didn't need personal space, right?

Azul pressed a hand to the bridge of his nose before putting his glasses on the table. There was no other choice but to slowly fall asleep; lulled into rest by the sound of their breathing and the warmth of their touch. They would be alright. They would both be alright by the time they woke up.

(And later, a well-rested Azul would be facing down the very person who shot that spell....of course, he had just the contract to make them pay for what they did. Not that the Prefect had to know about Azul’s personal, mm, revenge.)

thanks for reading, i hope the comfort at the end was enough to tide over that azul angst ! if you'd like to see more, check out my masterlists

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hello! can i request #9 and jade for the special, um, 666 followers event LOL. if the slots are already full, can i request jade for #8 instead? thank you so much!

【 passing time in your arms 】

prompt #8: They said they were finally going to leave Twisted Wonderland, but he doesn’t want them to go and if he doesn’t say something now… (ft. jade leech)

gn! reader, 600 followers event ficlet

author's note: hello !! i think i ran out of slots on #9, so this will be written with prompt #8, which is. angsty asf. i had a fun time making jade go through all that angst jskdfjsk idk what possessed me to write this since it's kinda hurt/minimal comfort, but nonetheless i hope you enjoy the fic ^^

Memories weren't something that was particularly important to Jade Leech. It was simply a useful tool; for passing his classes, remembering orders, and at times recalling the past. But right now more than ever, Jade was sure that he wanted to remember. No, he needed to remember.

As he desperately ransacked his own belongings— trying so hard to remember— Jade's mind couldn't help but replay the exact moment that lead him to where he was now.

It was a particularly special day for Jade. The Mountain Lovers Club finally got clearance to do an off-campus hike. To Jade, there was nothing more exciting. Especially when the Prefect was added to the mix. He managed to coax out an agreement from them to come with him for this hike.

And the hike was productive indeed, just as his calculations had predicted. There were many new plants he got to catalog and photograph, and the Prefect's company was a welcome change from his usually lonely hikes. It wasn't until they got to the mountaintop that the atmosphere started to change.

"Jade," It was automatic how he turned towards where they were, used to them calling for him; whether at the lounge, in the lunchroom, or those rare moments they had alone. There was a slight smile on his face, uncharacteristic of his usual disposition. But it quickly disappeared when he saw the serious look on their face.

"What is it, Prefect?"

"This is hard..." They muttered under their breath, dragging their hands over their face. "Okay. Crowley just informed me this morning that he found a way to send me back to my old world. I...wanted you to be one of the first to know."

Jade tilted his head. Was he hearing right? He didn't know how to conduct himself, his face contorting into a painfully polite smile, "Excuse me?"

"I'm going back to my old world, Jade," There was a slight pause before they continued. "I know this isn't something you could be happy about—"

"No, no," Jade insisted, though he could feel his heart clench painfully in the confines of his ribs. "This must be a happy occasion for you. I was just...shocked, really. After all, it has been a long time since you've received any news." Not long enough, a traitorous thought said and Jade couldn't help but agree.

"Right?" They turned their gaze to the view. "I guess Crowley did his work after all that procrastinating." What was once a beautiful view to Jade now all looked like it was dipped in greyscale with the crushing weight of the news they just delivered.

Jade tried to clear his head, "Who else knows?"

"Ah," They smiled sheepishly. "It's just you and Grim. He was there when Crowley told me, he's probably kicking up a fit because I left on the hike right after he was told."

Just him and Grim.

"Your other acquaintances probably won't be as composed as I," Jade bluffed, willing his eyes to curve into a fake smile. "I do wish you luck. And you can tell me if you'd like....assistance with telling them."

"Thank you, Jade," They breathed out a long sigh. "It's sad, but...Crowley said that the end of this month is the only guaranteed time I'd be able to go back. It's either now or most likely never, so... I hope you can understand my choice."

They didn't speak anymore after that. The hike down was quiet, sparse words exchanged to make sure that they didn't lose each other. They parted with a goodbye on their part, and he made sure not to lose his smile till after they were gone.

But how was Jade supposed to look at them the same when he knew he was on borrowed time? When he knew that he would be losing them at the end of it all?

The worst part was that his mind was working well enough that he could understand their choice. They had grown up in their original world; spending most of their life there. All semblance of family they had, all their friends, possessions, and anything that mattered...it was all there.

Not here. Not in Twisted Wonderland.

But there was something here, wasn't there? There was the time that they spent with everyone, no matter how short. It had been almost a whole year that they've stayed here. And the time they spend with him, too. Those memories must count for something...right?

So that was where he found himself now. Digging through his usually-neat desk drawer, trying to catch the memories rushing through his mind like sands slipping through his fingers.

A bookmark. The painfully familiar scrawl on the back reminded him of a favor he did for them in the early stages of their acquaintance. It was a first for him to receive such a gift, and it piqued his interest in them. 

A handful of eel-shaped candies from Sam's. They had brought him one every so often whenever they remembered. And while Jade wasn't a sweet tooth, he still ate them at times. The candy always stained his tongue purple and he remembered them remarking about how they matched.

A pressed flower. Something about how autumn was coming and how the flowers were too pretty to forget. He only kept it because he thought that the sentiment was poetic, and the downcast gaze the Prefect gave the flower was too obvious to ignore.

An awfully burned glove that he should've thrown away sooner. The result of their experimentation in the greenhouse. They had laughed so brightly at the failure that Jade couldn't even bring himself to frown. They had perfected it at the end, and Crewel had praised them. But Jade only cared about the beaming smile they sent him.

A photo from that Ghost Camera of theirs. The couple in the photo moved slightly, and he sucked a breath at the vividness of it all. It was his birthday, and they said that it was their special gift for him. He was looking at them, something so bright in his eyes as they were busy clicking the shutter. He was staring at them so intently that he couldn't remember what it felt like before them.

And suddenly he couldn't breathe.

When. When did they become such an irreplaceable part of his life? Jade had to blink hard to keep the tears from falling down his cheeks. There was a call of his name; just Floyd asking if he was okay. He looked like a mess, still in his hiking gear, rummaging through his stuff like a madman.

He said something along the lines that he was fine, cradling the items to his chest like they would disappear with the wind. He didn't remember much of the next part, only that he somehow found himself all the way at Ramshackle.

It was dark. He shouldn't be here. He shouldn't, but when a sleepy-eyed Prefect answered the door he could feel his heart stopping in his throat.

"Jade?" He wanted to sob at the mere mention of his name.

"I'm not okay. I...I lied," Jade couldn't help but crumple to his knees as he made it into the foyer. "I'm sorry. I'm really sorry." They followed him, his hand clutching at their sleeve.

"Is this...?"

"This. And this, and this," He felt crazy just laying out each item. Crazy hoping that they would understand. "I didn't...realize."

"Realize what?" Their voice was surprisingly level, even as they picked up the photo. Though he could see it was all an act. He saw the way their throat bobbed; glossiness overtaking their eyes.

He cradled their hand, slowly letting his shaking fingers brush over their knuckles, "I am in love with you. I don't want you to leave. And I'm selfish for—"

He was interrupted by their hug, his items scattering as they fell onto the wood floors with a thump. The air was knocked out of him, replaced by an awful warmth as he snaked his arms around them all too desperately.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid," They whispered, tears staining his neck. "You weren't supposed to say anything. I was— I was going to leave before we could—"

"We can now," Jade swallowed back another plead. "For you. Even if you decide to leave."

Their face hovered over his, equally as tear-stained, "I'll break your heart."

"And I'll allow it," Jade said firmly, wiping the tears from their cheeks. "I think it would break either way without you here."

The kiss they shared after was quiet; an exchange of silent promises not to forget. A bittersweet uncertainty punctuated by tears. For the time they had left in each other's arms was shorter than both would've liked. And a day would come when all they would have were memories of it all.

thanks for reading the jade angst ! if you enjoyed (or need some healing from that heavy blow of emotional damage), go ahead and check out my masterlist for more of my writing <33

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Yay, someone requested Ruggie in your event! May I also request Ruggie for #4?

【 steal some covers, share some skin 】

prompt #4: They slept in the same bed for reasons but now he was waking up and there’s something about their bleary eyes and mussed hair (ft. ruggie bucchi)

gender neutral! reader, includes book 3 plot spoilers, 600 follower event ficlet

author's note: OK SO I MESSED UP- i have two ruggie reqs for the event n i started writing one thinking that it was the first one...but i was wrong... *cries* but that's okay ^^ i hope you have fun reading some blushy hyena content bc i was mentally crying at how cute ruggie was while writing this aaaa

Sleep was important to Ruggie. So when he opened his eyes because of the sudden chill that hit him, he felt robbed of his precious minutes of sleep. Savanaclaw wasn't the coldest place to be, but nighttime brought about cooler temperatures that had the hyena curling up under his blankets.

And currently, his blankets were not around him. A whine lodged into his throat as he sleepily pried open his eyes in search of his blanket. He turned, only to be half-scared to death as the Prefect's peaceful face came into view.

Ruggie's heart started beating wildly as he basically jumped backward right into his wall. What were they….? Little pieces of lucidity started to return to him amidst the sleepy haze. Right. They had that deal with Azul and their dorm was being seized. And his housewarden had pushed the responsibility of their temporary quarters onto him. Which led to their current arrangement.

He snorted, before lowering his hackles. Well, he couldn't be all that mad when they were looking absolutely adorable wrapped up in his blanket like that, could he? And especially not when they wrinkled their nose as Ruggie prodded a finger at their cheek. How surprisingly trusting even in their sleep. There was no harm in letting them catch a few more winks while he got ready, right?

But Ruggie found a slight…problem when he tried to get out of bed: their legs were tangled so closely together that he most certainly would wake them if he wasn't careful. Luckily, he was a seasoned thief. He'd gotten out of scrapes worse than a sleeping herbivore before. With a few groans out of the Prefect and a shift so they were buried deeper into Ruggie's pillow, he was finally out.

He made an immediate beeline straight for the Savanaclaw bathrooms. They were communal bathrooms and they filled up quick in the mornings, so coming early was a must to get them all to himself. He quickly brushed his teeth, washing the sleep out of his system entirely with the cold water before donning his dorm uniform.

When he made his way back, he was surprised to see that they haven't budged an inch from where they were sleeping before. He let out a chuckle before sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Prefect~" Ruggie gently placed his hand on their shoulder, shaking lightly. "Ya gotta get up now, it's mornin' time."

What he certainly wasn't expecting was for their hand to shoot out only to grab his arm and tug. He let out a yelp as his back hit the bed, their body landing squarely on top of his.

"You're so warm, Ruggie," Their hoarse whisper sent a shiver down his spine.

He snapped himself out of it by pushing at their cheek, "C'mon, little birdie. Leona-san's gonna be real mad if ya don't wake up on time. Today's the big day, right?" And something in Ruggie's chest sank when he thought about the fact that this was the very last day that he and the Prefect would be sharing a bed. He frowned; because why would he be sad, again—?

"But I'm sleepy 'n you're comfy," They whined softly as they buried themself deeper into his shoulder. He pushed his head back to make room as he felt soft breaths hitting his skin; leaving goosebumps in their wake.

He swallowed, "After the stunt you 'n the gremlin pulled last night? 'Course you're tired, shishishi~"

He remembered the absolutely annoyed look on Leona's face as they made a clamor right inside his room. And he also remembered the pleading look Leona sent him, trying to get him to get them out. Well, one of the perks of living in a big family was that he wasn't bothered by the racket. So he could've slept just fine. But a pampered prince like Leona? He cracked within an hour, agreeing unconditionally to their plan; much to Ruggie's delight.

There was a non-committal grunt before they tightened their grip on him. He sighed before attempting to sit up slightly, "Let go already, I don't got all day, y'know."

"Give me a kiss first."

Ruggie's ears twitched as he blanked slightly, "What?"

"A morning kiss," There was a small sigh as if they were exasperated that he didn't understand what a kiss was. In reality, he was just trying to wrap his head around the fact that they wanted a kiss from him- "Like a prize for waking up."

Ruggie wasn't sure which way to spin this. Was this just a joke, or were they being serious about this? He couldn't tell, especially without being able to look at their face.

"I'll…" He hesitated before his voice took on its usual teasing tone. "I'll give you two if ya sit up." He hoped that they'd say "no way" and push him away. Then he could give them his signature laugh, and they could go on their merry wa–

What he wasn't expecting was for them to suddenly sit up— so suddenly, in fact, that he almost got head-butted in the chin— with their bleary eyes blinking expectantly at him. And that coupled with the fact that they were precariously perched on his lap was not helping him recover his face any quicker.

"My prize," They simpered; a sly quirk to their lips. And Seven's above, Ruggie was doing all he could to not just give in to their whims. There was an order to things that they clearly weren't following! How was he supposed to just kiss them when it barely dawned on him that he liked them in the first place!

"That was a joke," Ruggie tried for a smile; tightly-lipped as it was.

But they surprised him yet again when their hand stubbornly cradled his chin, "It's just a kiss. Are you scared or something?"

"'M not a chicken," Ruggie muttered before leaning in to give them a kiss on the cheek. "There." He ignored the way his tail went stiff behind him and the too-loud beating of his heart.

"And the other one?" They tilted that bedhead of theirs to the side. "You said I'd get two."

Great Seven. He felt like he would do anything for them at that moment. Still sleep-warm and his own scent wrapping around them like a blanket. The expectant look in their eyes and the mussed-up state of their hair that Ruggie just wanted to help fix…

Ruggie had half the mind to use his magic before he got too carried away; quickly mumbling, "Laugh with Me" under his breath. Their body jerked up and away, mirroring his movements.

"You think I'll give ya the second one that easily, little birdie?" Ruggie bluffed, nerves still thrumming under his skin. He just hoped that he wasn't flushing as warm as he felt.

"That's not fair," They pouted, and Ruggie made them do a little spin just to see their lips jut out more.

"All's fair when my stomach's still hungry, shishishi~" Ruggie marched out of the door with them still in tow. "Now get cleaned up and if ya don't got morning breath, maybe I'll kiss you properly this time."

With those words he released his magic, making a break down the hallways and praying that they weren't chasing after him. Because if they were, then he wouldn't have an explanation for the way his ears twitched wildly nor the unrelenting heat on his face that darkened his skin.

Ah, what was he supposed to do now? He was smart enough to know that this meant he liked that twittering little human a lot more than he initially thought. He smacked his own cheeks lightly. Well, look at the bright side. At least he knew to look forward to giving them a kiss sometime in the future.

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(pov i forgot to write “have fun with the event” in my last message lmao whoops)

Okay but consider, #10 with Floyd please? i think it’d be cute!

(sorry this is the first time requesting writing from someone hkakdjaj)

anyway, i cant wait to read everything, (actually i can, take your time :]), have fun writing!

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【 somewhere only we know 】

prompt #10: This wasn’t meant to be a date, but he had such a good time and now it’s 2 a.m. and he should really go back… (ft. floyd leech)

gender neutral! reader, 600 followers event ficlet

author's note: HI STRAWBERRY ANONNNN !! it's been a pleasure chatting with you so it's also exciting to finally be writing your request woo~ i had a bunch of fun writing this bc. i love writing floyd sm, and i'm real excited to see how you'll enjoy it so i hope you liked it hehe <33

"C'mon Shrimpy~" Floyd giggled softly as he watched the Little Shrimp struggle to catch up to him. He was in his merform, so he had the advantage, but it was fun to see them try nonetheless. "If Shrimpy doesn't speed up, Imma leave you in the dust."

"You said that a million times already, and look at you now," They huffed, though he could see the slightest trace of smile. "You could run laps around me in your merform and yet you're still waiting."

"That's cuz I feel like bein' nice today."

"Uhuh," They finally caught up to him before he flicked his tail, smoothly sailing ahead of them once more. "Shouldn't we go back to the others?"

"The others?"

Oh. Floyd had almost forgotten about them.

They were all initially at the Atlantica Museum but it got boring real quick for Floyd. It was the same as he remembered when he was a little guppy. And it was boring. He needed some real fun so he staged a little Shrimp-napping. Just a little one. He was sure no one would mind if he borrowed the Little Shrimp for a bit, right?

So that's where they were now. He had taken them around the Coral Sea for a bit and now they were making their way towards Floyd's favorite spot.

"It's probably been hours now," They reminded, sighing before attempting to catch up to him again. "You're sure they aren't looking for us?"

"Nope!" Floyd said, his voice clipping at the edges from the clack of his teeth. They always felt longer when he was in his eel form. He gave them a big grin that he hoped was pointy and sharp. "I lefta message for Azul. Don't be such a party pooper, 'm tryna show you something cool here."

"I'm just worried about them," They said, flailing around as they spun in the water. "Azul said that Crow–"

"Meh, I didn't bring ya here to talk about Azul," Floyd frowned, letting his tail curl around their waist. "You're here to be with me."

"And I am here with you," They said, huffing. "Now stop squeezing already, my ribs are starting to hurt." Floyd tittered again at the frowny expression on their face. They were always so cute. He was right to Shrimp-nap them!

"Mm, maybe it'll be faster if I hold you 'n swim," He pulled Shrimpy closer. He could see them starting to protest. "But you said 's been hours! 'M tryna help here, Shrimpy. Plus I'm a big eel, I'll keep ya safe."

They scrunched up their face in contemplation before sighing, "Fine, where do I go?"

Floyd whooped before turning around, "Here, here~ Hold on to my shoulders ti~ght or else you'll be taken by the currents." As soon as their hands gripped at his shoulders, he did an experimental flick of his tail.

He heard the startled yelp they let out, "Wait Flo–"

Floyd made sure to place his hands over theirs before properly propelling himself forward. There was a screech from them, and he felt them squeezing for their life as he sped up even more. It was kinda funny to him, because usually he was the one doing the squeezing, yet look at him now! Being squeezed so nice and tightly. (Not that it hurt at all. He was stronger than them after all.)

When he finally slowed down, he could feel their head curled up right against his shoulder. He just couldn't resist commenting, "Curled up like that you're lookin' like a real Shrimpy now!" And maybe he should've anticipated the smack that was landed on the back of his head, but right now he couldn't even mind about that. He was too amused by their actions to think about being angry in any capacity! That was the magic of the Little Shrimp.

"C'mon, c'mon," Floyd tugged at them so they would be next to him. "The underwater breathing potion's supposed to run out soon, so we're goin' up!"

"Wait what?" They blurted, unable to keep their annoyed composure. "We've been wandering around that long...?"

Floyd chuckled as he brought them closer to the surface, "Shrimpy really has no awareness of their surroundings."

"You wanna talk about having no awareness?" They bumped his elbow with theirs. "I might've drowned if you weren't fast enough."

"But you didn't."

"...But I didn't."

Floyd broke the surface first, feeling the cool night air gently brush against his slick skin. They followed soon after, hair a mess from being underwater.

"What is this place?" They murmured and Floyd simply smiled. He didn't just swim that fast for no reason. The start of winter was when they would be the brightest after all.

"It's bioluminescence. Pretty, right?" Floyd said, letting clawed fingers trace over the glow of the ocean. "Read it in a book once, 'n I've been coming here ever since. Come, there's a lil cave to sit in." He slowly led them towards the cove, the water splashing gently against the sand; the motion causing the algae to flare brighter in pulses.

"This is amazing Floyd," They breathed and Floyd tilted his head.

Was it the lack of light, or did he really want to see the way their eyes sparkled at that moment? No doubt they had that look on their face, the same one they'd get whenever he showed them something particularly cool. It was the whole reason Floyd even bothered to take them around in the first place. He just...he wanted to see that look again. He placed a hand on their chin, tilting their face toward him so he could see.

They blinked, "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" And maybe if Floyd wasn't so much of a coward— someone who hid behind easy smiles to hide his anxieties— maybe he would've kissed them right then and there.

But he was a coward, and a big one to boot, so he just smiled lackadaisically, "Just got some seaweed on ya, Shrimpy." They puffed out their cheeks and it startled a real laugh out of him as he watched them search their head for the piece of seaweed that wasn't even there in the first place.

"Floyd Leech I swear to the Seven-"

"Eh~ I brought you to my special place 'n you're getting mad at me?" He made a show of pouting, and he saw their expression flicker and- It wasn't long before they mumbled a promise to get him a treat when they got back.

They were so kind to him, the Little Shrimp was. And always so patient. It was something he liked about them. Another being the fact that they could be stern when they wanted to be. The hard stuff could wait. Confessing and kissing and all that, he would do it when he was feeling braver.

For now he sidled up to them, unwinding and coiling his lower body so that the light would continue to envelop them. It was late into the night, but that didn't matter to him. All Floyd wanted was to see that look on their face again. And again and again and again.

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hello....! first time requesting but i've been lurking reading everything and loving it! could i please request #9 with Azul if its not too much trouble? Thank you! -- 🐻

【 love me, love me (say that you love me) 】

#9: They were pretending to be lovers but he’s not pretending anymore and he has to know if they feel the same way (ft. azul ashengrotto)

gender neutral! prefect, 600 followers event ficlet

author's note: HELLO !! this was the first request that came in for the event, so i really appreciate it bear anon ! and im glad you decided to say hi :DD i had a blast with this, i love making azul stupidly in love :')) this is kinda long, but i hope you enjoyyy (p.s. i'd love to hear ur thoughts on this hehe)

It was rare that Azul was in a contract that troubled him. He was always one for cunning plans and loopholes. But he might've finally met his limit with the current contract he was under.

The contract was simple: he helped them study in the classes that they were struggling at, and in return, they would come with him to the Coral Sea when summer comes— as his lover. Fake dating wasn't something that Azul would normally resort to, but after hearing his dearest mother asking so smugly if he had started dating anyone yet, he was sure he didn't want to lose.

"You're in your second year, and your own business is doing well," She had said over the phone one day. "Why don't you make some time for yourself and find love, darling?" He thought it was foolish at the time. Why would he waste time on love when he could be perfecting Mostro Lounge's affairs or establishing himself further within the ranks of NRC? But now...he wasn't so sure.

Azul sipped as his drink, peering over the rim of his glass at them. They were in the middle of being wrung out by the ristorante staff. The staff was constantly bringing them food to try and Azul couldn't help but chuckle fondly as they tried to polish off another one of the ristorante's signature dishes. There was this....lovely smile on their face that made him wonder if he made the correct choice of making this contractual relationship with them.

"So," His mother's voice startled him out of his thoughts. He glanced to the side, only to find her watching him. How long had she been doing that? "They're quite the catch, huh?"

Azul nodded slowly, heart starting to pick up at the prospect of being caught, "Yes, mother. I am very happy to have them."

"Uhuh. So, when are you going to ask them out?" He cursed internally as soon as he saw that business-like smile cross her face. How had she known? How did she realize it so quickly? He was sure his acting was impeccable, and he knew that theirs was natural, and yet—

"Before you ask how I knew," She raised a manicured hand, floating closer to him. "It was a mother's intuition at first. You and your contracts, right? But seeing you staring at them like this...what kind of person would look at their own lover with such longing in their eyes?"

Ah. To think he was caught just because of the look in his eyes. Azul felt his ears tinting. Were his thoughts really that obvious...?

"Before you ask if it was obvious," She laughed silently, shoulders shaking with mirth. "I'm your mother. I've seen you grow up since you were just a little octopus that refused to come out of his pot."

"Mother," Azul groaned, intent on purging those memories from his mind.

"Could you blame me for asking why a boy as smart as you hasn't made it official yet?" He bit his lip. Why hasn't he made it official yet? It wouldn't be that much of a stretch, they had been fake dating for a while, and the Prefect had been the perfect partner, but...

"I'm afraid," His voice was too soft— too weak— for his own liking. "What if they leave me? I don't think I could bear it if they did, mother."

His mother's tentacles gently wrapped around him in a hug, her hands cupping his face, "Darling. You never know how people will react to a confession. It's simultaneously scary but thrilling. But you can't just doom yourself into a downward spiral without ever considering the chance that they might say 'yes'.

"You need to take your chances, unless you want to see them slip through your fingers like sand being carried away by the waves." And she was...she was right. Azul knew she was right. And there was this suffocating feeling in his chest that told him that he couldn't bear it for much longer.

So Azul stood, walking over to them, "Prefect? A word?"

They stood up right away, with a flurry of "excuse me"s towards the staff. He ushered them toward a more secluded area, somewhere they could talk without being bothered by anyone else.

"What is it? Is it the underwater potion?" They asked. "You haven't called me 'Prefect' in a while, so it's gotta be important, right?"

"About the contract..." Azul sighed. There really was no easy way to do this, huh? "It seems that I have breached one of the terms."

"Oh. So you'd like to end it?" There was this look on their face that Azul couldn't quite decipher; a mix of crestfallen and confused.

"I didn't tell you which terms I breached yet," Azul leaned a little closer, easily bringing a hand to cup their face. They leaned into his palm readily. He had done it several times before, to practice for their big act and yet his hand has never trembled as hard as it did now.

"I've fallen for you. Truly, madly and...deeply," The words rushed out; only to be met with a hitch in their breath. "I don't think I could imagine being without you anymore. And I know you might not feel the same, but-"

"Azul," He finally looked them in the eyes and...were they crying...? "You aren't the only one that breached the contract, silly octopus."

A pause.

"Was that a yes?"

They smacked at his chest, "You're smart. You figure it out."

Azul pulled them closer still, letting his lips brush against theirs ever so gently. He didn't think he could bring himself to kiss them yet. But they seemed to have other plans, returning his gesture with vigor and pulling at his tie to get him closer.

There were a few howls and whistles in the background and Azul was sure that everyone was spying in on his confession, yet he couldn't bring himself to care. Not when their hands ran through his hair; soft and tender. And especially not when they were pulling him into a kiss so desperate it almost brought him to his knees. He'd have to scold the staff and his mother about eavesdropping and proper conduct later, but for now he'd have to focus on this troublesome little lover of his. They deserved his full attention for capturing his heart so fully.

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FUCK SHIT WAIT I DONT THINK I ADDED THE CHARACTER I WABTED 😭 #2 WITH JAMIL WHOOPS SORRY ,, ALSO CONGRATS ON THE MILESTONE

【 more than just a friend 】

prompt #2: They were dancing together but all of a sudden it’s a slow song and now they were both standing here, awkwardly staring at each other (ft. jamil viper)

gender neutral! prefect, slight suggestive at the end, 600 followers event ficlet

author's note: DW ABT IT ! i knew who you'd request anyway sjfjff esp after your response to my jamil fic- thanks for the congratulations, also i'd just like to apologize for a second bc i was gonna make this fluff and then my brain went, "but what if jealous jamil...? dancing w/ jealous jamil...?" and so uh. yeah. this happened... i hope you like it anyway :D

Ten minutes. That was the amount of time he agreed to when they had continuously badgered him earlier. Ten minutes of dancing and he would have their help in cleaning up after the banquet.

Jamil didn't know if that was a foolish decision or an easy deal; especially not when they were dancing in front of him. He couldn't keep his eyes off them, even as he danced just a few feet away. The way the oscillating lights shadowed their face further tempted him into stepping even closer.

There was a soft laugh that tore him out of his staring, "Having a good time now?"

"I didn't say I'd have a bad time," Jamil sighed, trying to sound as bothered as possible by this predicament. "I said that I had work to do. And you have to uphold your end of the deal."

They danced just out of his reach, "Of course I will. Just keep having fun." Jamil couldn't help but follow them; where their steps led he didn't know. All he knew was that he wanted to keep them close.

That was until the ebb of the music abruptly panned out, Kalim's voice blasting over the speakers, "I wanna slow it down a bit and give our legs some rest! So grab a partner and enjoy the slow song everyone!!"

The slow song that started had Jamil freezing in his tracks. Looking around, many of the partygoers had grabbed others to share a simple dance with. He saw it all, waltz to tango, and even just merry spinning. Then he looked across from himself, at them. They were also looking around, wide-eyed and Jamil couldn't help the feeling of awkwardness sitting at the bottom of his stomach.

"Ready to go, partner?" They said, offering up a hand. "Your ten minutes isn't over yet." Jamil opened his mouth, intent on rejecting them before he saw someone tap their shoulder.

"H-hi, you weren't dancing yet, so I wondered if you had a partner...?" The random student had asked sheepishly. Jamil felt a flare of red hot anger shoot through him, entangled with jealousy as he watched the lovestruck look on the student's face. What was he...?

"I'm sorry, but that's up to him," They tilted their head toward him, and...that's right. He felt the anger wane just a little bit. He hadn't rejected them yet. He could still be selfish— and hold on to them as if they were his own.

So he gave the student the politest smile that he could muster; surely filled to the brim with barely-contained venom, "I'm so sorry, I'll be dancing with them this evening."

Jamil very quickly took their hand in his, spinning them away from the student's surprised figure; intent on having them all to himself. If he wasn't already watching them closely, he would've missed that shit-eating grin on their face.

"What?"

"You got jealous didn't you?" They teased, slotting an arm around his waist. It wasn't a traditional stance, but it allowed them to speak to each other without anyone hearing.

Jamil was quick to scoff, "Why would I be jealous over him?" Yes, why had he been angry in the first place? Was it at someone taking away someone that he was interested in? Wait a second...interested in...?

His attention was drawn again when they muffled a chuckle, "You're really bad at this huh? Maybe you liked me more than you initially thought?" He flicked their forehead; too gentle to actually hurt but an admonishment all the same.

"Don't push your luck," Jamil was lucky that he had years of keeping his emotions in check to help him stay unruffled. Their shoulder bumped against his, and he dragged them into a spin. "What about you? Why would you spend your time helping me?"

"Well, I like you."

"You...like me...?" Jamil tried hard not to seem too shocked, but he felt his stomach jolting at the words and he was sure his eyes had widened.

Did they just...? Was that a confession...?

"Of course," They shrugged, and Jamil slid a hand across their back to pull them closer. "You're my friend. If I didn't like you then why would I offer to help you?"

"Hah," Jamil rolled his eyes hard. "So that's what you meant?" Well now he was annoyed.

A furrow of their brow, "Yes?" They really didn't know what they said wrong? How naive. He wouldn't let them go so easily. No one toyed with his feelings like that.

"So, if I was to kiss you," Jamil said daringly, a finger brushing languidly agains their lips; across the curve of their jaw. "It wouldn't mean anything?"

A deep satisfaction bloomed in his chest when he saw the way they started to fluster; their feet stumbling carelessly, "W-what? I-I mean— Are you being serious, Ja-"

There was a bright cheery ringtone, and an embarrassed noise left them as they grappled for something. Jamil studied their face while they were still close. The curve of their cheek and the small puffs of air leaving their lips from dancing. The way their eyes blinked a little too quickly; clearly still confused by his words.

He would have to kiss them. Straight away. Immediately. Now. Kiss them hard and show them that he wasn't someone who was content with staying "just a friend."

A sheepish smile grew their lips as they held up their phone, "I set a timer for ten minutes so I wouldn't waste your time..."

And Jamil took that in stride, detangling his limbs from them slowly, "Then. I'll see you in the back for the second half of our agreement." He found that he missed their presence by his side; their warmth comforting him just a little. But he had a point to prove. There was no being soft now.

"No wait, you still haven't told me if you were being serious or not—? Jamil!" He could hear their hurried footsteps as they stumbled after him through the crowd. He was glad that they couldn't see his face. Because there was no way to hide the smug smirk on his face as he led them slowly away from the crowds. They had enticed him earlier, so wasn't it just fair if he enticed them back?

Like a snake that lured its prey with a rattle of its tail, Jamil was setting up his own trap. And they wouldn't know what happened until he had them wrapped around his fingers. Once they got away from the crowds, well...he was going to make sure they knew just how serious he was.

thank you for reading the jealous jamil rottt wwoooooo !! here are my masterlists if you'd like to read more :D

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Congratulations for 600+ followers! May I join the event? Prompt no. 1 for Leona Kingscholar. Thank you!

【 i just wanna take a bite 】

prompt #1: He had them shoved against the wall but now he can’t stop looking at their mouth... (ft. leona kingscholar)

gender neutral! reader, (very) suggestive themes, 600 followers event ficlet

author's note: OK BUT NGL, i was hoping someone would request #1 with leona sjkfdjsfk i'm sorry i'm just *down bad noises* thank you for the congrats !! i hope that this fulfills everyone's leona needs sjdkfjsf <3 (also do not perceive me writing this please *sobs* i didn't write this, no i didn't-)

Leona was on the hunt. He sped down the hallway, wasting precious time he could've spent napping to try catching the herbivore, of all people. He felt a growl revibrate in his chest.

"If you stop now I won't do anything bad to you," Leona roared as they skidded into a turn. He was sure he was gaining on them, but every time he got close enough to grab them, they twisted out of his grasp.

Leona had to give credit where credit's due: the herbivore was giving him quite a good chase. So they made suitable prey after all.

"PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!" They yelled back, ducking under his arm. "I-I'm doing this for your own good–"

Leona's hand struck true, grabbing their arm, and their body lurched backward– right into his. He slammed them into the wall, making sure that they didn't get too banged up by protecting their head. He wouldn't want them to faint on him without hearing an explanation.

"And how exactly is a herbivore like you that's still wet around the ears," He emphasized his point by pressing them into the wall further, drawing a gasp. "Doing me a favor by stealing my magic pen?"

"R-ruggie-senpai told me to," They said, biting their lip. "He told me to take your pen and lead you to your class…it sounds stupid when I say it out loud."

"And you listened to him?" Leona glanced around, "Gotta hand it to you, you made me run a good while."

"Not long enough," They muttered dejectedly.

"Listen, you…" Leona's ears swiveled when he realized how close he was to them. His nose picked up their scent easily, along with the thundering sound of their heartbeat. But that was normal, no, what distracted him was something else.

He cursed himself internally when he noticed their lips. Slightly open, small pants escaping them after their chase. He wanted to reach forward and press his fingers against them. He wondered what kind of expression they would make if he did. And if he wanted to do more? What would happen if he leaned forward and sho–

"Leona? Are you listening?" Their voice made him blink. They tilted their head– in a way Leona would begrudgingly call cute. "I said it was– What are you staring at?"

"Hmm?" Leona feigned ignorance, not planning on admitting what he was doing.

"You've been staring for the past minute?" They asked demandingly yet he could feel the thrum of their heartbeat increase from where his hand was pressed against their throat.

"I'm contemplating whether I should give you a punishment or not," Leona swiped his tongue against his lip, relishing at the nervous bob of their throat.

"I was just trying to get you to class…"

"And you disturbed my nap," Leona said flatly before letting a smirk onto his face. "I'm gonna steal a kiss as a punishment. And 'm gonna be nice 'n give you a moment to think: yes or no."

"I– Huh?" They blinked rapidly, that petulant expression finally knocked askew. "What did you say?"

Leona rolled his eyes, "I ain't gonna repeat it twice, herbivore. Yes or no."

"Y-you can't just," They closed their mouth to fume silently in his hold. "You don't just ask people if you want to kiss them!"

Leona snorted, "That's how consent works, herbivore."

"You know that's not what I meant," Leona delighted in watching their lips thin as they pressed them together. Even their annoyed face was kinda cute. "You don't just kiss people as a punishment."

"What say does a little trapped prey have about a predator's punishment?" Leona moved his hand, from their neck up to their cheek. "C'mon. Yes or no. I'm not gonna eat you or anything."

It was quite amusing watching the gears in their head turning as they thought about his proposal. Meanwhile, he was still thinking about what it would feel like if he just pressed his mouth against theirs. He was so wrapped up in his thoughts that he almost missed their voice.

"…Okay…" They said with eyes that avoided his, yet they didn't try to change their posture or shrink away.

A wide grin split his lips as he adjusted his stance. He didn't want to suffocate them while he kissed the daylights out of them. Now that would be a recipe for disaster.

He leaned over, watching as they shivered from the way his breath hit their skin. The herbivore was always so responsive to everything. He would be a fool if he thought it was any different when they kissed.

And when he finally pressed his mouth against theirs, he couldn't help but groan. It was nothing like he imagined it to be. It was leagues better than that, especially when he caught a slight yelp escaping their throat when he licked at the seam of their lips. He didn't have to pry too much before they yielded like the good little herbivore they were. He made sure to caress their neck in encouragement, nails gently scraping against where their pulse was the loudest.

And if Leona could even think straight he would've set up a barrier to keep prying eyes away from this moment. But he could care less who passed by. Something in his chest was telling him that it was good if anyone saw. Then they'd know who the herbivore really belonged to.

A sharp tug to his braid knocked a growl out of his chest and he belatedly realized that they were thumping against his chest. He pulled away immediately, watching as they slumped lower and lower till they hit the ground.

There was a permanent, loud thumping in his ears, no doubt from how hard their heart was beating in their chest that sent a visceral pleasure singing through Leona's veins. He did that. He had caused that. He made them like that.

He crouched right in front of them as they were trying to catch their breath, "You good?"

"Am…am I good…?" They said between pants, glaring at him yet again. "You…you tried to….to suffocate me to death…!"

He reached a hand to ruffle their hair, "Don't lie, you enjoyed that as much as I did." Leona intently took in their spit-slick lips, feeling his tail swaying side to side at the sight of their mussed-up appearance.

"You're an absolute barbarian," They said, shoving at him.

"I'm a lion remember," Leona bared his fangs in a toothy grin. "And I was just simply helping myself to the gazelle that put itself in my mercy."

They groaned, rummaging in their pocket, "Fine, here have your— where's your pen…?"

"You mean this?" Leona held up the pen. "Grabbed it off you before we kissed." He waved his hand again and a semi-transparent barrier was put up around them.

"What are you doing, I have to get to cla-" They stopped in their tracks when they finally glanced at him again. He belatedly wondered what it was that stopped them. "Y-you said you wouldn't eat me."

"I won't. But you aren't leaving so easily. I ain't about to let go of my prey just like that," Leona's hand was already tugging them closer and closer. "So, play around with me some more, yeah?"

And as he watched them swallow their complaints, he knew he had to thank Ruggie somehow for all this. In some twisted way, it was his atrocious idea that lead to him capturing such sweet prey. Yeah, maybe he would buy him a steak, Leona thought as he leaned down to claim another kiss from his alluring little herbivore.

thank you for reading this kinda spicy leona-rot sjfkdfj- here's my masterlists for more writinggg <3

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【 trau's 600 follower event 】

[ event CLOSED ]

[ slots: 40/40 | finished: 31/40 ]

[ most recent: prompt #7 (ft. ruggie, azul, rook jade), jul 24 ]

this is kinda funny bc i meant to have this event at the big 500 followers,,,,,but now i'm sitting here, having this event at 600 followers instead jskdfjskf it's unbelievable that i've made it this far n i really appreciate all the love n support for my works &lt;;3 (also i'm sorry how ominous is it that it's at 666 rn sjfkdjfk)

for this event, i'll be writing drabbles according to prompts ! the prompts are adapted from this wonderful post by tiptoe39. i chose a few + re-worded them to fit nrc's context <3

update (1/18): in order to finish up all these requests, instead of 1k ficlets, i'm turning them into drabbles instead

【 PROMPT LIST + MASTERLIST 】

#1 - He had them shoved against the wall but now he can’t stop looking at their mouth…

— ft. leona kingscholar, floyd leech (long fic) + riddle rosehearts and jamil viper (drabbles)

#2 - They were dancing together but all of a sudden it’s a slow song and now they were both standing here, awkwardly staring at each other

— ft. jamil viper, + jade leech, trey clover, ace trappola (drabbles)

#3 - They just told him they liked him but they get shy and say “never mind, forget it” …and he wasn’t letting them dismiss it just like that

— ft. jack howl, idia shroud + jamil viper, kalim al asim (drabbles)

#4 - They slept in the same bed for reasons but now he was waking up and there’s something about their bleary eyes and mussed hair

— ft. ruggie bucchi + silver, azul ashengrotto, deuce spade (drabbles)

#5 - It’s time to fight an overblotted person and if he don’t tell them his feelings now, he might not live to tell them later

— ft. jamil viper + leona kingscholar, riddle rosehearts, trey clover (drabbles)

#6 - Oh, Great Seven, he thought they were going to die! Please don’t ever scare him like that again...

— ft. azul ashengrotto + sebek zigvolt, jade leech, leona kingscholar

#7 - They were hiding from the others and it’s very close quarters in here. He could feel their body against his...

— ft. ruggie bucchi, rook hunt, azul ashengrotto, jade leech (drabbles)

#8 - They said they were finally going to leave Twisted Wonderland, but he don’t want them to go and if he doesn’t say something now…

— ft. jade leech + deuce spade, kalim al asim, leona kingscholar (drabbles)

#9 - They were pretending to be lovers but he’s not pretending anymore and he has to know if they feel the same way

— ft. azul ashengrotto + epel felmier, vil schoenheit, cater diamond (drabbles)

#10 - This wasn’t meant to be a date, but he had such a good time and now it’s 2 a.m. and he should really go back…

— ft. floyd leech + ace trappola, riddle rosehearts, malleus draconia

【 EVENT RULES 】

there will be a limit of one character per request

each prompt will be capped at 4 characters (total of 40 drabbles)

only for NRC students (minus ortho n grim bc these r all romantic)

all readers will be a gender neutral! prefect

all drabbles are sfw. some prompts carry suggestive themes so i’ll tag them accordingly

all prompts will be written from the pov of the boys

note: you can request as many times as you’d like, but also please be considerate to others who are hoping to request too !

the event will be open until all 4 slots in each prompt are filled or until the requests die down. check the title + prompts to see if it's still open.

example of requests:

could i have number 2 with azul for the event ? ty

i'd love to see #4 with ace for the event

send requests here! and please be patient ! there'll be around 40 of these drabbles for me to write, and a limit to how many i can churn out each day. again, i will be updating this post as the requests come in, so please note which ones are full when requesting. (addition: if there's any overlap, i'll just be writing one drabble for it so i hope you don't minddd)

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【 EVENT: CLOSED 】

hello ! thank you all for the support on my 600 follower event (or as ppl are calling it, the 666 follower event jskfsdjkf) i really appreciate all the support n the congratulations that got sent in <3

i thought i'd explain a little bit on how i'd be writing everything. i think i'll be writing it chronologically, so from the first request sent to the last request sent. it'll be easier that way + to avoid repetition when writing two of the same prompts back to back.

also hello to the new followers that have joined us since then !! i see you guys and i hope that you'll stick around till the next time i open up an event <3

(next up is a certain snek man whose hobby is to dance, btw...)

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ohhhhhh i just got a fic idea- it involves the twst boys attending a summer festival at rsa and yuu being auctioned off at a charity event-

humor me and imagine: che'nya whisking yuu away from where they were walking around with the rest bc they're "one person short for the event, and you'll be the purrfect candidate-" yuu's like, what- bc they literally got kidnapped, isn't this illegal ?? and they're brought over to the venue only to meet neige leblanche himself backstage, who waved, recognizing them from vdc.

after yuu pesters them enough, they learn that the event was a donation raffle. people would buy raffle tickets and put them into a box. the person who's name is drawn wins a prize. the prize being "spend a whole day at the summer festival" ticket for select people who have generously volunteered their time. aka they win a date.

meaning they intended to auction off yuu— a date with yuu to be exact— to the entirety of the people attending the rsa summer festival. including all the nrc students who came. well, fuck.

yuu: absolutely not-

neige, clasping their hands: but think about the poor people~

yuu: i AM the poor people. please, let me go bac-

rsa student a: how about we pay you...?

rsa student b: yeah, great idea ! we'll compensate you for your time with money

che'nya: nyehehe~ we have some leftover budget~ i'm sure those little friends of yours won't be able to keep their paws off you~

yuu: ...........well in that case-

so. yuu ends up agreeing. (hey, the leftover budget was a whopping 100k thaumarks, they'd be all set for months with that kind of money-) and now they're being all made up for the stage.

meanwhile che'nya approaches the nrc group, who was frantically running around for the missing yuu. he knows he's about to cause a big ruckus amongst them and he looked forward to the chaos.

afterall, there can only be one raffle winner. how can all these egotistical and prideful students choose one name to submit the raffles under? he was sure that they'd fight tooth-and-nail to win that date with yuu.

chenya: they'll be hiss-terical, nyehehe~ let the show begin~!

author's note: welcome to the brainrot everyone. so abt the actual fic: i was thinking about writing a prologue, which would detail the stuff said above in more detail + give the setting for the rest of it and tHEN comes the fun part: writing 23 dates with all our boys as if they won the raffle. (i'm including grim n ortho, but theirs would obviously be platonic since they're my babies <33)

i think i'll write this after i finish with the milestone event drabbles, so even tho it's set in the summer i might release it later in the year. i've already got some dates planned out in my brain, so i hope you're as excited for this as i am hehe :DD

also pls don't steal this idea n write it before i can T^T i'll be absolutely devestated if you do...but feel free to make ideas abt it ! i'm open to comments or asks to chat abt possibilites :D

(oh also, i might make a taglist if enough people wanna be tagged when the fic gets released. so do comment or shoot an ask if you'd like me to do that)

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Congrats again on 600 followers! For the requests, may I ask for #1 with Floyd or #5 with Jade?

!! hi krista !!

could you tell me which one you'd prefer ? since both slots are open and mostly empty, i can do either so i'd love to hear which one you'd want to see the most ! ty again for requesting !!

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Trau!! I'm so excited to see your 600 milestone event ehe

If it's not any trouble, could you tag me when it drops? :000 I just wanna make sure I don't miss it!! I'd also wanted to know if I could be on the tag list for the summer festival raffle fic idea you had, it's such a cool concept and I've been thinking abt it so much kejrh

Anyways I hope you have a great day/night!! Here's a meme for fun <33

HI RUIN !! i was just abt to go to slep but then i saw this so-

i'm happy to hear that you're excited ! bc i'm so mf excited- i've been keeping it in my drafts since april 7th, which was originally when i was gonna drop the event before my exam got rescheduled :')))

and summer festival raffle fic my beloved <3 like i wanna write it right away but i...i must resist...i must resist temptation- doesn't mean that i don't think abt it 24/7 n make plans for it tho *cries*

i'll definitely tag you when the event drops (is a tag in the comments okay ?) + i'll add you to the taglist right away >:DD

and ahhhh that's so cute pls <3 i send u all my love n support as well ruin ! hope you're having a great day/night !!