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Hiya! could I request headcanons for the Savannah claws and jamil with an african painted dog beastmen reader (maybe she could have vitiligo since the dogs have those pretty splotches irl) who is a foodie and loves to cook for herself and others and always has food/snacks to offer (her love language basically) Also since they're social pack animals she's super mellow and loving

Thank youuu!

So I had to do some research here for this one because I'd never seen an African painted dog before and omg I love them and I want one! You used she/her when talking about this reader so I'm assuming you meant a female reader :)

Request rules and Masterlists

African painted dog beastmen fem reader

Leona:

I'm gonna be real with you, he stares you down almost everytime he sees you

a lot of people who see him doing this think he's mad at you or that he's expecting something from you like you owe him money

In reality, he's just admiring you, and his resting face just makes it look like he's mad at you

Leona likes to ask you to do things in his general area so that he can watch and admire your pretty ears and skin

If he somehow manages to drag you down into cuddles (you being his pillow), his hands sometimes run over the spots as he admires them

He's more of a silent type of appreciation, so he doesn't vocalize his admiration as much, but he thinks you look so beautiful with those spots

Also, he absolutely asks you to make him food so often that he's become more picky than he already was, and he gets very passive aggressive if the food he's eating didn't come from you

Leona doesn't like super high strung people as much, so he very much likes your mellow nature

he does want to keep you and your food to himself tho

Ruggie:

Perfect match. Literally soulmates. No notes.

He thinks you're so so pretty, and he's vocal about it too with compliments and

Ruggie would definitely ask if he could help you take care of your ears and if you let him, he'd be so careful with them and be admiring them the whole time

Hyena's are also pack animals, so I see the two of you being together a lot like spending over half the day together

He honestly loves how mellow and loving you are, and in a way it reminds him of home and he just knows his grandma would love you

Anytime he sees you, he flocks to you like a magnet. Partially because of you, and partially because he knows you have food

Ruggie will never turn down any food you give, or especially make for him (if he does, it's an imposter)

It's gotten to the point where when he comes up to you, it's like second nature to pull out some food for him. Like you could be in the middle of a conversation and pulling food out of a bag because Ruggie walked up to you while you're talking

He will dig around in your bag for food when you're not looking

Jack:

Jack is a bit of an awkward boy when it comes to expressing compliments, so he doesn't compliment your looks very much

But you'll know when he's admiring you because his tail starts wagging when he just is looking at you

It goes without saying that wolves are pack animals and care deeply for each other

He absolutely loves everything you make for him, and he makes sure he always eats anything you offer him without complaint, like you could make him something out of the trash and he'd eat it without complaining once, regardless if he doesn't like it or not, he's grateful you even made him something

Jack isn't the best of cooks, but he does try to bring you food too

The things he makes for you are always super healthy foods and balanced meals

The two of you are like mellow loving creatures together

Somehow I see the both of you being like that married couple that's goals for everyone else because of how comfortable and chill you two are together

Though he's the youngest of the characters here, the two of you act like the parent couple together, you know like a mom and dad of the group

Jamil:

Both of you are eating

you make food for him, and he makes food for you! It's like an exchange each meal of foods where you both cook for the other

he never shares your food with Kalim. He treats your food like it's the only food he'll ever get, and he's so smug about getting some from you

Jamil's always been one who can appreciate aesthetics and beautiful pieces of work, and he considers you one of them

There are times the two of you will just be hanging out and he'll be looking at you before randomly mentioning how beautiful each splotch on your skin is, like each is a drop of paint on a canvas that together makes a beautiful piece of art

His hands run over the spots with a smile as he carefully looks over them, and he always is checking to make sure you feel okay with it

Similar to Jack, the two of you are also like a parent couple with him being the dad and you the mom (except Kalim is the child that he didn't want-)

He does get a bit petty if you give anyone the same attention as him, so be careful

[fidenciocryptidcreechur]

Hiya! could I request headcanons for the Savannah claws and jamil with an african painted dog beastmen reader (maybe she could have vitiligo since the dogs have those pretty splotches irl) who is a foodie and loves to cook for herself and others and always has food/snacks to offer (her love language basically) Also since they're social pack animals she's super mellow and loving

Thank youuu!

So I had to do some research here for this one because I'd never seen an African painted dog before and omg I love them and I want one! You used she/her when talking about this reader so I'm assuming you meant a female reader :)

Request rules and Masterlists

African painted dog beastmen fem reader

Leona:

I'm gonna be real with you, he stares you down almost everytime he sees you

a lot of people who see him doing this think he's mad at you or that he's expecting something from you like you owe him money

In reality, he's just admiring you, and his resting face just makes it look like he's mad at you

Leona likes to ask you to do things in his general area so that he can watch and admire your pretty ears and skin

If he somehow manages to drag you down into cuddles (you being his pillow), his hands sometimes run over the spots as he admires them

He's more of a silent type of appreciation, so he doesn't vocalize his admiration as much, but he thinks you look so beautiful with those spots

Also, he absolutely asks you to make him food so often that he's become more picky than he already was, and he gets very passive aggressive if the food he's eating didn't come from you

Leona doesn't like super high strung people as much, so he very much likes your mellow nature

he does want to keep you and your food to himself tho

Ruggie:

Perfect match. Literally soulmates. No notes.

He thinks you're so so pretty, and he's vocal about it too with compliments and

Ruggie would definitely ask if he could help you take care of your ears and if you let him, he'd be so careful with them and be admiring them the whole time

Hyena's are also pack animals, so I see the two of you being together a lot like spending over half the day together

He honestly loves how mellow and loving you are, and in a way it reminds him of home and he just knows his grandma would love you

Anytime he sees you, he flocks to you like a magnet. Partially because of you, and partially because he knows you have food

Ruggie will never turn down any food you give, or especially make for him (if he does, it's an imposter)

It's gotten to the point where when he comes up to you, it's like second nature to pull out some food for him. Like you could be in the middle of a conversation and pulling food out of a bag because Ruggie walked up to you while you're talking

He will dig around in your bag for food when you're not looking

Jack:

Jack is a bit of an awkward boy when it comes to expressing compliments, so he doesn't compliment your looks very much

But you'll know when he's admiring you because his tail starts wagging when he just is looking at you

It goes without saying that wolves are pack animals and care deeply for each other

He absolutely loves everything you make for him, and he makes sure he always eats anything you offer him without complaint, like you could make him something out of the trash and he'd eat it without complaining once, regardless if he doesn't like it or not, he's grateful you even made him something

Jack isn't the best of cooks, but he does try to bring you food too

The things he makes for you are always super healthy foods and balanced meals

The two of you are like mellow loving creatures together

Somehow I see the both of you being like that married couple that's goals for everyone else because of how comfortable and chill you two are together

Though he's the youngest of the characters here, the two of you act like the parent couple together, you know like a mom and dad of the group

Jamil:

Both of you are eating

you make food for him, and he makes food for you! It's like an exchange each meal of foods where you both cook for the other

he never shares your food with Kalim. He treats your food like it's the only food he'll ever get, and he's so smug about getting some from you

Jamil's always been one who can appreciate aesthetics and beautiful pieces of work, and he considers you one of them

There are times the two of you will just be hanging out and he'll be looking at you before randomly mentioning how beautiful each splotch on your skin is, like each is a drop of paint on a canvas that together makes a beautiful piece of art

His hands run over the spots with a smile as he carefully looks over them, and he always is checking to make sure you feel okay with it

Similar to Jack, the two of you are also like a parent couple with him being the dad and you the mom (except Kalim is the child that he didn't want-)

He does get a bit petty if you give anyone the same attention as him, so be careful

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Timelessly in Love-Vil Schoenheit x Snow White (Birthday Fic)

A very Happy Birthday to our one and only Vil Schoenheit! And his pretty girlfriend Snow White is also there to celebrate it with him! Hope you enjoy it!

Timelessly in Love: Secret Garden

Word Count: 809 words.

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The sun shone through the deluxe stained-glass windows of Vil’s room. The dorm leader of Pomifiore awoke, feeling refreshed from his beauty cream applyment last night. “Mmm, I slept well today. My head and mood are clear.” he sighed as he was about to rub his face before he stopped himself. “Oops, I can't be careless. I soaked the cotton with lotion and wiped off the skin care ingredients…”

He then removed the black hair towel from his hair, letting his champagne-colored tresses tipped with lavender down. He then walked over to his vanity table and settled down in his seat, looking at his reflection in the mirror. His skin is smooth like flawless porcelain, and the sun shining through his bedroom window gave his skin a healthy glow.

“Ultraviolet rays are the biggest enemy of beautiful skin. However, moderate exposure to sunlight is also essential to maintain healthy beauty.” he said, admiring his regal appearance in the mirror. There was a sudden knock on his bedroom door. “Come in.” he said, turning to face the door.

The door opened to reveal the face of his beloved girlfriend, Snow White, dressed in her yellow nightgown, peeking through the crack. Every time he saw her flawless beautiful pale face, he would feel a spike of envy shoot through his heart like one of Rook’s arrows. However, by the time they started dating, the spike of resentment in his heart became weaker before it disappeared altogether, replaced by love.

“Oh, good morning, my dear apple blossom. Are you here for our yoga session?” he greeted. “Oh, yes, I am,” Snow White replied sweetly. “Also, I wish you a happy birthday, Vil-senpai.” She then took out a purple glass bottle of perfume from her nightgown pocket and presented it to him. Vil raised his eyebrows as he gingerly took the perfume bottle from her dainty hands.

“Ah, the new “Lavender’s Sigh” from Fairest City’s famous perfume brand,” Vil mused, looking at the label on the bottle. “I do receive many birthday gifts from my fans, and I do have a lot of perfume bottles on my vanity table and in my cupboard. But this bottle of perfume is special, because it’s a birthday gift from my beloved princess.”

He turned to Snow White, smiling. “Thank you, my dear.” Snow White smiled sweetly. “You’re welcome,” she replied. Once Vil placed the perfume bottle on his vanity table, He hopped onto his bed, careful not to make any wrinkles. “Now, let's wake up our bodies and refresh them. First, let's start with some stretches to stretch our upper body.”

It was time for their morning yoga session. Snow White joined Vil on his bed, copying his poses and movements. “Bend both elbows and clasp your fingers in front of your chest.... Exhale and stretch your arms out as far as you can,” Vil instructed, taking in a nice, deep cleansing breath. Snow White followed him, inhaling and exhaling in a calm, smooth manner.

“Once again, return your palms to your chest... Next, stretch your arms and back toward the ceiling…” Vil then stretched his arms towards the ceiling while straightening his back. Snow White did the same, feeling her bones pop, relieving her of her fatigue.

They were such a beautiful pair, two lovely young people moving in perfect harmony. Vil then exhaled. “Whew...As I slowly face my body like this, I can feel myself gradually awakening.” Vil sighed. Snow White giggled softly. “Working out the inside of your body also leads to a more beautiful appearance.”

Vil then carefully got off the bed and walked over to the washbasin on the table near his vanity table. “Wash your face while blood circulation is good,” he said as he scooped up some clean water from the washbasin and splashed it on his face.

“I use my magic to fill a bowl that serves as a sink with lukewarm water...and then use a net to work the facial cleanser into a good lather.” he said, giving Snow White a tutorial.

Snow White used the second washbasin to wash her face. After she carefully wiped her face with her towel, a sweet melody began to pop up from her little apple-shaped portable radio.

I believe I'd always known you when we met♪

Like a memory of the past I can't forget♪

There is something in your smile I recognize♪

A certain place I've seen before inside your eyes♪

"It's my new favorite song," Snow White said. "I can see why," Vil replied. It wasn't long before the melody sweeps them into a romantic dance. The two lovers waltzed in time with the music, looking into each other's eyes.

Class will be starting soon, and his birthday party will be underway, but for now, time slows to a crawl for Vil and Snow White, timelessly in love.

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i beg of you. i need to know how the rest of heartslabyul reacts to riddle casually inviting and being friends with THE malleus draconia in ur little time travel au. it’s very important to me.

love is love, followers are followers

Riddle is a little bit shy about it, but Malleus just considers Cater their unofficial wedding photographer and to be fair, Cater DOES constantly make cute albums of those two together. He does put in the work for those follows and likes.

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Ven y sama mi dolooorrrr, tienes la cura de este amoorrr.

Cure me of the pestilence, Sir.

Necesito que me de un electroshock eehhhhh, de tu calor.

Finally finish this.

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LMAO

Floyd found them in the trash and shared a pair with his favourite gremlin in crime ~

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another day another telerphone

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HI omg I love ur writing sm!! Also sorry im new to tumblr so im sorry if this is incorrect u can ignore it :)

I wanted to know if I could request Jamil, Azul and Leona with an S/O that barely sleeps because they stay up working.

Thank u sm!! :D

in celebration of me surviving my exams…… felt thematically appropriate to do this one (that i apparently had in my drafts for a while????

𐙚 Leona Kingscholar

It’s one of those things he doesn’t really get. He knows you’re a hardworking person since well before you two start dating, and despite his own disillusionment on the matter… Yeah, he does admire it. You have more drive by yourself than most Savanaclaw students combined, he can’t say it’s not impressive in a way. But, the way you just give up rest time is…

”Did you really pull an all nighter for that?” He asks the first time he notices it, following a day where you’d been talking all the time about this one assignment. It comes out sounding very much like a joke, and a mean one at that… That’s not really what his intention was, his expression falters when you frown at it. Not sure how to follow it up.

He understands that your work is important to you, and he respects you too much to get aggressive over it, obviously, but… really, he can’t find this anything other than ridiculous. Is it even worth that much effort? What are you gaining from this? He doesn’t openly ask you the questions, Leona knows how biased he is when it comes to the topic. And, again, how important it is to you.

Settles for pestering you to nap with him, while he can’t wrap his head around how to approach the topic in a serious way. ”Come on. You turned it in, now you better get some sleep before you keel over.” He comes up to you whenever he finds out you’re done with your work, then straight up drags you off to bed. Yours or his, just whichever one is closest. And it *is* hard to resist falling asleep, when you’re already so tired, and everything is so cozy and warm… so his plan does work. And he’s pretty happy it does.

𐙚 Azul Ashengrotto

No judgement, he’s done the same thing before. He kind of relates to it, to be honest. Maybe even a little too much— Maybe, so much that he’s a little bit of an enabler, at first. Though, of course, that’s not his intention at all. It just happens that he has similar habits.

It’s all lighthearted in the beginning. ”You didn’t get much sleep, did you? Not that I’m that much better off.” He jokes on some days, and asks if you want to come to the Lounge to get coffee or tea later. He asks you to let him know when you take your breaks when you’re working late, so you can commiserate over text or help each other or even just have a better spent few minutes.

He feels like he understands, whatever you reason for doing it all is. Even if it’s a lot different from his own, he still feels some level of kinship. Because you’re in it together, right? You don’t have to act like you’re not tired around him, he doesn’t have to act like he’s not tired around you. It’s comforting.

…It is also worrying after a while, though. There’s something about seeing your own bad habits reflected on loved ones that really gets to people, and Azul certainly isn’t immune to that. The texts during your shared breaks start turning much more caring, reminders for you to eat and drink water and at least not skip those breaks — Because he knows he probably won’t be able to convince you to just stop immediately. He knows it wouldn’t work with him, at least, and maybe he’s projecting a little. But it makes sense to him. And if you won’t take him up on his offer to call it a night yet, then he’ll just work with what he has. As long as it makes you feel a little bit better in the morning.

𐙚 Jamil Viper

Your hardworking nature is one of the things Jamil admires about you, maybe even one of the things that initially drew him to you — Especially considering how far you’re willing to take it. He does know that it’s not something to blindly admire, because, of course, there should be a limit to how much of yourself you’re willing to sacrifice for the sake of… excelling? Is that your reason to do it?

When he starts to see just how much sleep you’re skipping on, that dies down a bit. ”Not that I don’t think you’re doing a good job, but do you really have to stay up so late for this?” He questions you when it starts to seem like too much. It’s not that he changes his mind completely, just…

He finds himself conflicted on the topic, a bit similarly to Leona. A part of him wonders if you’re really doing this out of your volition, if there’s something that’s compelling you to be so willing to disregard your own health. Jamil will find himself wondering how to deal with that possible something, whether it’s your own thoughts tormenting you, or some form of outside force. Both options are pretty equally serious to him.

And Jamil isn’t really the most straightforward person out there, but… he really sees no way out of this other than directly asking you about it. You’ve been doing enough, more than enough, so why did you keep up with this awful routine? He’s not willing to argue on how damaging it is, he can see how vacant and honestly weak you look sometimes. And he doesn’t want that to continue, he wants to get to the bottom of the issue so it doesn’t have to continue anymore. Of course, he’s not so naive that he thinks he’ll totally change your mind with just one conversation, and if there’s really some outside force pressuring you, it’s even more complicated, but that’s not really the point— Before anything else, he wants you to know that you’re doing well, that he cares, and that he wants to help however he can.

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I wonder if anyone would know how to deal with an infected apocalypse Yuu?

First Years In Hell

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This is actually something I think abt a lot. The first years in apocalypses together and shit. I actually had a weird idea on this and inspiration struck so lemme ramble. This ramble turned I to a full on fic of 4.2k words so...

Content ahead: Yuu is GN with no description, Fluff to comfort to romantic to hurt no comfort, angst ending as thats my brand, poly first years sorta (minus Ortho ofc), group make out session, gore?? Idk, Rambley because Yuu and everyone are losing their shit.

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Imagine it. A zombie apocalypse has happened and the world seems to have collapsed much too fast for all of you.

Yet right now, at this moment, it doesn't matter.

You are all gathered around the crackling fire in front of you, having found a safe place in a dilapidated building for the night. Epel is cracking open a can of some god awful processed mush with a knife like he does his apples. Jack is ensuring the fire is fed. Your head rests on Ace's shoulder along with Deuce on the opposite side, enjoying the moment of warmth and comfort. Ortho is there in sleep mode to conserve himself...

The boy insists that he doesn't need rest and his battery can last a long time, even some of his parts that were bent and warped still functioned well enough. Deuce maintains him the best he could. You all look after the boy like he’s human, like he’s the collective little brother. His battery can last forever yet you all carry rudimentary batteries on you just in case. Perhaps too much. They may not work on him but just maybe, maybe they can also be used in an emergency, not just to charge your own devices.

Sebek, ever the stubborn, ordered Ortho to rest, and that HE will keep first guard for the night. The knight, yes you call him a knight and not some knight in training as he earned that title in everyone’s eyes, stands tall and surveys the area carefully. His was hand on the hilt of his sword ready to draw it at the drop of a single leaf. He was so… so… charming. Caring. Sweet. Though you can never say it out loud. Such cutesy terms to describe him were silly but accurate and he'd deny every one.

“Food's goin’, should be done in a minute or so. I’m gonna set some traps.” Epel got up, stirred the small cooking pot of assorted rations and then started searching in his own bag. There was a good wire and scrap in there, along with the wire saw he used to help cut down some wood. Empty aluminum cans were pulled out, along with spare wire.

”Don’t use too much.” Jack murmurs. Those cans were like gold. So much you can craft from them alone. “I know, I know ‘m just gonna set up some noise makers.” Sebek looked at him with his stern gaze. “I will watch.”

… The food smelled good for slop. Ace looked at the boiling pot, blinking a few times. “Alright I'll finish it off.” Ace sighs before Deuce pushes him back down as he tries to get up. “Nah, I got it.” Ace doesn’t argue, it's clear he’s tired from all the magic he used and Deuce wants to occupy himself. Jack watches Deuce stir the pot emptily. The wolf usually does rounds to make sure everything is in order but today he just stares out.

Perhaps it was from the conversation earlier today. When Ace mentioned he hoped his brother and his parents made it to a safehouse. Everyone was silent for a moment, letting the weight sink in, agreeing with the sentiment. You don’t know who started crying first. If it was Deuce regretting not being a good son for long for long enough. If it was Sebek's restrained breakdown to not give away your positions. If it was Ace that started it all. Maybe it was Ortho shaking in all his metal. Epel crying for his meemaw. Maybe it was you who was already so far from home when this all happened.

Jack, though clearly shaken, told everyone to pull it together. It isn't safe to cry in the wastelands. I guess right now it finally seemed to have caught up to him. Shittest vacation ever. Seriously. One trip out of NRC to have some fun as first years then this? With every means of transport and teleportation now gone? Just you dumb fucking luck. You swear you have to be cursed. Some trouble magnet with all the dumb situations you’ve been in since getting stuck in this world. It was all your fault.

”Cripes!” Deuce hissed out as some of the soup popped out and burnt him. Hah, it was funny. Even now he’s trying to clean up his act by cursing less. “Tch… Loosey Deucey over here…” Ace snickered. “Oi!” Deuce glared over at him but didn't retaliate, focusing back on the soup. Jack actually lets out a hum of amusement, spirits lifting slowly.

”Jeet?” Epel asked, walking back to the fire. “Huh?” Ace gives him an odd look. “Jeet?” “Don’t know what that means.” Epel let out a sigh, hands on his hips. “Did ya eat? The food looks done.”

”…” There were more aluminum cans in Epels bag with the tops cut off. It was what you all used to scoop up the soup that was made. Sebek filled his can quickly before turning back to guard. “… Why don’t you join us Sebek? We're still up after all.” You say to him, making him tense a bit.

”Nonsense Yuu, I must keep watch.” You let out an annoyed sigh. “Come on Sebek. Let's enjoy this moment together okay? It was a good day! Sure there were some hiccups but there were more highlights. Got more good stuff from the wandering merchants, no zombies, nice weather… And were so much closer to the outpost. We can make it tomorrow! Plus, after tonight our meals are gonna get better, we're just using up the old ones. We can actually make a proper breakfast in the morning!”

Sebek looked off. “… Please?” You just want to pretend everything is normal. That this was just another camp Vargus trip. Not some living hell. “I mean Jack will definitely hear any trouble first with those big ass ears of his.” Jack shoots you a look. Despite that, his ears wiggling told the story.

Sebek sighed, then relented, sitting down at the fire and sipping the soup. Epel hums as he slurps his can. “This is good.” You all followed, surprised at how good it is. Small conversations and stories are shared as you lean more onto Ace in exhaustion. Deuce leans into you also. Jack soon follows, resting close by, tail out in hopes to protect you three from the cold. Epel was there too. Conserving body heat. That's all you were doing. But deep inside you all knew that you all missed some sort of skinship. Sebek merely looks at the pile, then to Ortho nearby in sleep mode. He huffs, then gets up to keep guard. Right next to all of you.

The following day was a blessing. Made breakfast. Beat down one zombie with magic and it was the only you saw. You all found a spring to wash your filthy casual clothes along with the dumb NRC uniforms as well. Epel even came with his dorm uniform, Vil’s orders but like hell he’d listen to him out here. It came in clutch actually. It was cut up into an array of blankets for each of you. Light and airy yet wonderfully warm. Some scrap was used to make Ortho a small scarf.

Then there it was: the settlement you all were waiting for right in front of your eyes. Ortho was right, it was a big one. Sure, perhaps it wasn’t a safe house but it was protected well. It was an entire town, fit with shops, hotels, wifi, even entertainment. After getting checked for bites you all scurried to barter and trade with various shop owners for cash to buy a room for an Inn.

It was barely enough for one room but you’ve all had to be crammed in tighter spaces before so what does it matter. At least it was a king bed, enough for you all to fold on top of each other and pass out in. The mattress was a lumpy stiff haven. Food at the inn was cheap but you will need jobs, at least for a bit as you all figure out what to do from here.

For now, you are all able to actually use your phones. Go through old photos, videos, hell even people on magicam were active, sharing useful information for everyone. Vil was posting. Cater too, his magicam actually being a great resource for crafty survival tips. Those two were okay at least. Ortho was already cracking better numbers here.

“Mom?” Deuce held his phone to his ear as he paced around anxiously, before shouting ‘mom’ again with a tearful smile as he collapsed. “You’re still alive!” There was sniffling and weeping but everyone was happy for him. He had his moment uninterrupted.

Tomorrow the job hunt began. Sebek was easily taken in as a guard, Epel was a farmhand, Jack would deliver and unpack crates, Ortho helped with settlement planning, Ace mainly did side gigs and Deuce actually acted as security in quite a few places. You worked at the Inn you were stayed at, it lessened the rent for sure.

It was actually nice the few weeks you were there. It felt normal. Even doing the most mundane tasks you took for granted was bliss. You’d all return to your shared room as you chatted about the day, deciding what to do for dinner and who’s sleeping where this time.

Then one night, one of the best things since all of this happened. Ortho made contact with STYX. You all gathered around his projection watching with rapt attention. Idia was there. There was a sweet reunion before he started up business.

Damn near everyone at school was fine, and made it to the STYX safehouse with him. It was a relief. “Lucky assholes.” You think Ace murmured. The coordinates and map was now with you. It was a week's worth of walking away and no way are any of the vehicles here built to go far out at all.

“Maybe a blast cycle?” Deuce hums. “If you can find one that fits us all.” Jack smirked a bit at Deuce’s ‘oh right’ face. “Besides they were probably ripped apart for materials.”

”Welp,” you sigh, “We walked this far, may as well continue right?” Everyone sighed. They knew it was the only way.

Tonight called for celebration however, Ortho was out for supplies for the trip and quick repairs and said not to worry about him. To continue to celebrate. You all sat in the inn, indulging the food and music and laughter of the bards. Hooting and hollering as you make your toasts and talk about how far you all made it and how things are looking up.

Hells, there was even a tinge of alcohol involved. Just a bit, not like the others drank too much you think but you definitely had at least two of whatever the hell. You were tipsy for sure, maybe buzzed. The lively environment influenced you to. It had you giggly, your friends more so with all of their dumb jokes.

Ace was leaning next to you. Maybe he drank a bit too or you were just wobbly but you both look at each other's eyes and features. You don’t remember what you were talking about but it devolved into quiet. “… I like you Yuu, I like you a lot. I mean… You and the rest of them…” He was leaning into you now. “Are probably the greatest ones I met…” Your noses touched. “I like you too.” “Haha really? How about you prove—“

You don’t remember who initiated the kiss but you remember his soft lips and chapstick on your own. You remember Deuce standing there shocked before he was pulled in and you were all over each other and no doubt got drunker from each kiss shared. You swear you remember Sebek's flustered face and how you all trudged up the stairs aftwe r being told to go rest in your room where all of you then collapsed onto the floor. You don’t remember much about Jack and Epel but there’s fur on your shirt and Epel was on your chest as you stared up from the splintery floor you laid on.

It wasn’t brought up again. Not acknowledged. For the most part. Sometimes you would all have knowing looks in your eyes and small quiet moments between you that have you both a bit flustered when nothing even romantic is happening. Nothing happened that night. Nothing at all.

Maybe it’s because it was a lot to take in. Maybe it was too fast and confusing. Maybe you all don‘t know how to proceed. Where would you take this? How would this work? Perhaps they don't want to admit their feelings but you won’t either.

I mean it was just much needed skinship. A coping mechanism even. A way to live out all the things they may not have in the future. There will be no prom. No girlfriends or boyfriends out here in this environment. No fancy dates. No crazy but reasonably dangerous adventures. You knew a few of them dreamed of marriage, kids even, but that may never happen like this.

That was it, yeah. It was another break from reality. It was just like a movie scene of a stupid coming of age movie where the protagonist has a wild night out that shapes his life and is the beginning of a stupid adventure. It was just pretend. Business as usual. All that mattered is that you were all still a team. That all of you would go to extreme lengths to protect each other.

It’s for the better. You don’t know if you don't mind it or not. So much yet nothing changed. Everyone stays by each other's sides not out of obligation or some crazy plot but because you all care for each other.

Ortho did lecture you all about passing out on the floor. Seriously, what were you all doing? Did you really party that hard when you all have to start your walk today? At least you all made it up safe.

Perhaps drinking wasn’t the best idea. You have a minor headache now but nothing too bad. There weren’t a lot of zombies. It all felt off. You weren’t gonna look a gift mouse-horse in the magic though right? Or however that saying goes here.

The night was lovely though. Sharing stories around the fire. Remember when Epel got bit protecting Ace and everyone freaked out? Thank god catching diseases by saliva was as rare as it is. Or the time you walked past graveyards in a rush because you all didn’t trust it. How for once you all celebrated finding a dead body because it was too eaten up to turn? Having to eat bugs? Or that time where everyone was in a rough spot but we fought everyone off like a badass? Remember how grocery stores were a thing? Crazy in retrospect. Stories were shared and shared and shared until the sun rose.

For the next few days it was nonstop walking. The expedition slowed a bit. Half a week behind. It was fine though. You all were getting by great. Maybe you should have considered buying a mule. Slowly but slowly you were right there to the base. Just a few more hours away. Play it safe.

It was going well. So well. You see the shelter right there. You were saved.

A horrible gurgling was heard from the right of you from the woods. Everyone was tense and ready to fight. Your pistol ran out of ammo but you still got your blade and bow. You don't need any magic… but it would be nice.

These zombies were quick, no doubt freshly turned. They charge at an unsettling speed, janky movement making their top half flop. One down. Two down… More came out. An ambush!

Three was incinerated. Four was sliced down the middle… God it went for a bit too long but it was over. Magic is now spent and the adrenaline makes you exhausted.

It wasn't over. Of course it wasn’t over. You’re a goddamned curse. Everything goes wrong around you. It was naive of you to even think that good things happen around you. Trouble always finds you. You have a goddamned flaw on this very universe that shouldn’t even be here and the world is punishing you for it. Maybe if you just didn’t join them, they would have been safer.

The bone chilling cries of a new-risen zombie boomed much too loud. You all swallowed, backing away before you saw it. This wasn't just any mutant— it was a mage. A mage that overblotted. Their skin was pale but they looked intact for the most part. Just like a human.

Fresh zombies are always the most terrifying. Not because of the extreme strength brought on by adrenaline or that they are bullet sponges that can fight for hours. It was because the mind of the original person was still there. Their habits, their speech.

The zombie just stared, wide eyed… and their pupils dilated. The creature's rotting jaw turns upwards into a wicked smile of clacking teeth. One hand was playing with its filthy hair like it was trying to tie it back— something no doubt the original person would have done. Their mind isn’t fully gone yet and it’s unsettling for you to see them as a person that had hopes, dreams, goals in life. What they were before…

“Hi. Hi. Hello.” it tried to speak as much as it's corrupted mind would let it

To say they charged at you was an understatement. They were the damn carriage that hit you at Mach fuck. Adrenaline is a terrifying thing. Its teeth clacked with each attempt to bite you as you managed to wrestle out from beneath it despite the lacerations you sustained. A bite from them may actually kill you.

“YUU!” Jack screamed out.

”Fuck! I can’t put them in glass, I can’t even cast it!”

There was a shriek from you as the nrw turned above you grabbed your leg so tight— too tight— the flesh is coming right off! Your cries did nothing to stop it nor did the damn knife that you sunk into its head over and over. It doesn’t budge, doesn't flinch. You're lucky to have been alive this long.

The creature was then pushed off of you— not before taking a good chunk out of your leg. Fuck it may have to be amputated— where was Epel’s wire saw again? You don’t know but it hurts and you can barely stand to help as you can only watch Jack tearing the monster apart in wolf form and Sebek trying to cut through its sick mutant neck. A panic rushed through you, Jack is using such strong magic with full blot—

”Yuu!” Epel slid over to you as did Ortho and dropped down to assess your wound. “Cmon cmon!” Epel was putting pressure on one of the punctures as Ortho scanned. “Cover us!” The card duo already were. Deuce was up close and personal with each jab, each cut that did nothing to it. Ace was crazy enough to take off his overcoat and get behind the thing to wrap it between its mouth. Helping to slow its bite speed. “C’mon Sebek, I’m gonna try to pull it back so you can dismember it!”

Fuck fuck fuck. You're a sitting duck that invited the other two to join you. It’s not worth it. “Don’t worry about me right now! Go help them take it down!” Epel looked at you as if you were crazy. “But Yuu, you’ve sustained critical blood loss!” Ortho yelped. You took in a breath, “And if they die I’ll continue to bleed out anyways— help them!”

They couldn't argue. Epel just took off his coat and handed it to you to cover your thigh. All you can do is watch. Orthos lasers were weakened, Epel’s weapon could only do so much and he was just an inch away from the thing. It’s no good. It caught you all on an unlucky day. This was it… No no no. You’re smart, you can do this. You’ve survived this long.

The tree! A thick Redwood! It looks as though the base was rotting out at a wonderful angle. Epel’s wire saw peaked out of the bag near you… You know what you have to do. No, you aren’t using the saw to cut down the tree, it would take too much time. You’re dead either way.

The monster's torn jaws are just now inches away from Sebek as it leaped forward, just to be pulled back by a wire saw around its throat. “YUU! What are you DOING?!” Sebek was yelling and so were the others. “Yuu! You only have a 2% survival rate!”

You know. You know you're dying. May as well go out like this.

The beast tries to shake you off as you direct it to face the tree with the wire around its neck like a horse with its bridle. Sebek taught you this now that you think about it. It tries to shake you off again and you allow it— backing up a good distance towards the tree in hopes it charges. Ace realizes what you are doing, then everyone else does too.

”Yuu no!” Who was it that said that? They sounded hysterical and it would be something you would totally hold over them. You can't hear them over the pounding in your head and rancid clicking of the creature. And you really can't hear them when you feel the sudden slap of the tree against your back and the beast's teeth tearing off some flesh of your stomach.

It was blurry. And painful. But the rush— oh the rush of it all was pure euphoria. Your body slipped out from the creature as it charged into the tree, tossing you to the side and allowing you to see that thing get crushed instantly. It was wiggling still, but it was trapped and that’s all it mattered. I mean look! Deuce just finished it off! Or is it Ortho? Sorry, it's just so hard to see.

A chorus of ‘Yuu’’s sang to you and your vision is obscured by shadows. You feel hands all over, pressing, holding, supporting. Someone above you put your head onto his lap. You know what it feels like. Yes, you remember that.

They’re leaning in so close. It was Deuce just right above you. You see them now. Jack’s in now in his usual form as he supports a few broken parts of your body. Orthos is trying to cauterize wounds, scanning rapidly, desperately, as Ace and Sebek and Epel all try to help. Everyone seems to be holding onto you for comfort though.

“Nonononono—“ Ace shakes and Sebek is letting out strings of ‘damn it’s fall from his mouth in anger. They’re all clinging, desperate, hoping somehow they can save you.

You know it.

They know it.

You’re not surviving this one.

“Hah… it's useless you know? I’m dying. There's nothing you can do.” It feels like you swallowed burning hot coals as you speak.

“Shut yer damn mouth you— you…” Epel was crying now.

“This can’t be happening.” Jack shakes, eye wide.

Ortho is trying to rationalize it all, blubbering any possible solution or possibility, scanning for rates over and over and over until he dissolves into sobs. “You’re DNA might have a cure— you can't die!”

“The audacity of you humans! You—- You aren't to leave us! I COMMAND you Yuu. That you ARE NOT going to succumb to this! SO DON’T ACT LIKE YOU ARE!”

Deuce choked. ”Yuu.. Please don’t.. Please don’t go. You‘re… you‘re my best friend you believed me— all of us! I can’t— I dreamed of us graduating and…”

”No. This is it. It’s over… Guys, if you need my body to sustain you—“

”Hell no! Don’t even finish that sentence!” Ace hisses. “Please… not like this..”

”Don’t worry, don’t worry… I’m at peace, truly. It was an honor to be with you all. I’m glad I’m dying with you around me, I’m even more glad you are all okay.”

”Yuu…” Deuce is leaning down trying to wipe away tears. You may as well reach up to kiss him one last time right? Your breath hitches as you do and when you pull away Deuce is shaking.

”Just promise me alright? Promise me that you will all live, not just survive, live. That you will all be kind to each other after this okay? That you will all… kick ass if you need to!” You had a much nicer thought but they were incoherent. Your mouth can't catch up to your brain. “Promise me okay?” Tears were now finally falling. “Can you just hold me a little more? Please?”

The sun is pretty. It's even nicer when you're around all your friends and being held like this. If only you could have done this back then.

“… I think I’m just gonna close my eyes and rest a bit…”

Then everything faded.

Sobs and shouts and cries was the only music played at your funeral.

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Hi! You wrote that you are accepting requests, so.... Can I get some cute silly stuff with Rook? I don't have a specific idea, sorry, I just want something I can smile silly while reading😔 And I really like your fanfic with Ace!!!!

YES OFC!! Thank you, you’re so sweet!!!🫶🏽🫶🏽 we I’m very happy, I’m sorry if this is Ooc, I don’t really indulge in rook content💔 But I hope you enjoy!💕

Silly moments with Rook<3

Summary: Silly little moments with Rook where he is charming and not terrifying ❤️

Characters: Rook Hunt

Info: Romantic, Gn!reader, fluff, short fic!

Cw: French (jk nothing!)

—Pomfiere Dressing Room

There you sat in a puffy chair in the Pomfiere dressing room, surrounded by mirrors and fabrics that cost more than your life. You felt the creamy, soft scarlet lipstick dab your lips gently, so gently like you were a statue being sculpted, a little roughness and he would leave a dent.

that he was your charming boyfriend, sitting across you with the chair pumped a little lower to match your height. You were eying all the Pomfiere makeup because DAMN it’s a lot, and Rook it as you wanted a make-over done by his lovely hands, and hey, who are you to say no?

He looked focused while he applied every product, but the loving look in his eyes still carried his true feelings. “You have beautiful yuex mon ange.” He remarked fondly, his tone matching his eyes.

“you have beautiful eyes my angel?” you repeated, but in full English, tilting your head. You were so used to being around you that you started learning a new language, and he loved every second of it.

“Haha yes, so smart Mon Ange..” his loving look faltered for a second “oh dear…” he looked concerned, you looked at the mirror to your left to see what was up…oh your lipstick smeared, that happened when you tilted your head, that was your fault.

“I’m so sorry love, I knew you were trying really hard to do my makeup… let me repay with…c’mere let me tell you a secret…” you ushered him to move closer, and so he did. “Oh I’d like to hear this secret” he chuckled very cheekily.

His chair was moved closer to him while his hair was basically grazing your top lip, they were a bit red. Yea no, there is no secret Rook doesn’t knew, and he knows your playing too, which lead to you pulling on his collars and giving him a kiss on the cheek, he gasped!

“Mon Ange! How scandaleuse!” He exclaimed, putting his hand on his mouth, but you knew he was enjoying this, his cheeks matching the pigment of the lipstick smeared on both your faces now.

His arm pulls your chair closer, coming down at you, shock gone, like it was ever there. “What a mess you are, and have made me. oh comme je t'aime. Don’t keep me waiting.” He grinned, and with that you wrapped you arms around his neck and gave him more smears, his arms wrapping around you innocently and just full of love. Giggles could be heard from the dressing rooms.

“I love you too!”

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— Your room - Ramschakle

you sat on your bed, looking up ways to make money quick, Grim watching some cartoons you put on the TV for him down stairs. You th-

“Bonjour Mon Ange~! Aussi belle que toujours!“ the bob cut man was inside your room after claiming in through your window (took 2 seconds)

“Hi love!” You loved at him lovingly, no you don’t question him breaking in, he broke in with love, your used to it. “I have a surprise dearest.” He stated cheerfully, you take it as a good thing. “Oh I see! What is it?” You exclaimed with the same amount of glee.

suddenly we whips out the most adorable little bunny from behind his back, the little bunny pure white, if seemed very tame in his hands, softly scratching its own face. Adorable, your gonna explode and die.

“Awwww! Oh my gosh! where did you find em? Can I hold? Can I hold?” You squealed with delight, eyes full of spirit as you held your hands out, which he placed the little bunny in who was still chill as hell, his hand going up instead and patting your head, with these reactions, he’ll just have to buy you a petting zoo to see that sparkle in your eyes.

“I found this little creature down in the woods abandoned, but still determined to nibble on the grasses to survive, which reminds me of you, Mon Ange, toujours aussi fort et plein de motivation, tu es la raison pour laquelle mon moral n'a pas beaucoup dérivé...” his kissed your forehead passionately, hand massaging your scalp and sitting you down so you were more comfortable.

“let’s raise it together okay? Well at least till it can live a lone, then we’ll set them free!” You looked down at the microscopic bunny, patting it with your index finger gently.

“of course, it’s got the best parents then.” He replied, curling your hair with his finger.

“Now for a nice French name…”

His name ideas are atrocious, but his love never is.

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— Rook’s Room • Pomfiere

“Rook I have a bone to pick!” You declared with a voice muffled by Rook’s chest, looking up to him seriously. He looked amused and pat you back, urging you to continue, “Oh do say Mon Ange.”

You rolled back a bit so you guys were face to fast and grabbed his shoulders “Your always calling me, ‘Mon Ange’ but your the true angel in this relationship! Its wrong! I should call you that!” You stated angrily, he liked entertained to the fullest and his eyes shimmered.

“mon ange, si doux et inconscient, you flatter me.” He finding blusted out, bring your hand on his shoulders to his cheek, just feeling your soft, warm hands made him joyous.

“But I think you have forgotten something…” he whispered mysteriously, “I’ll come ou-! Ahahaha~!!!” Your breath got cut short as you felt Rook tickle your sides and pinching your cheeks, his smile peaked out with this one.

“your so Mr. Mc evil man! Ahhh stop!!” You bursted between giggles.

“I’m not as pure as you think, je peux te faire rire et pieurer.” he said a little smug. And hey that was true, he after you couldn’t breath he tightened his hold and you and you kicked his legs

”le bonheur est si réel” you like your own French? Okay no no, Happiness is so amazing and appears everyday for you.

Rook knew his days were counted without you, so he held you tighter in fear and love, his nose breathing your scent in.

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A/N: BROO I MESSED TUP I HATE THIS, I kept re-using the same song in so sorry, I really tried my best I hope you are okay with this💔

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Hiya hiya it's me again! (And I hope you are having a good night/day) So where I was left off, house wardens taking care of your back because they left so many scratches after a spicy night 😳 but also maybe with different reactions and how they noticed the scratches??? I can't think of any scenarios 😭 but I would love to hear your opinion 👍

TYTY IM FREED

I just KNOW Riddle is an A+ scratcher. NOTHING is off limits. Your only saving grace is with how groomed his nails are, you’re practically mark free! Goes bright red and sighs a lot (GUILTY 🫵🤯) when the time comes to apply antiseptic, but is overall v thorough and gentle, 7/10. Usually notices if you sleep naked or he’s fixing your collar/hair!

Leona is the second worst, and not because he needs a lot of grounding, but his nails are LONG LONG for no reason,, God your poor legs,, 5/10. Prone to scraping you up during play fights, but isn’t very guilty about it unless you express a fear of infection or scarring.. Lowkey blames YOU for not cutting his nails, but only because he doesn’t want to hurt his pookie <3 (laughs at you for having thin skin. Secretly wants you to get him back x10.)

Refuses to have long nails. Being very much a “real men only have clear coats” guy, Azul doesn’t scratch, but it’s the hitting that’s bad,, He can’t help it, but that doesn’t make it BETTER!! No matter how gentle he goes about it, the little pinches and punches against your skin’ll bruise eventually, but he’s always open to massages! 6/10. V pathetic and cute about it. (Please don’t eat him)

VERY SWEET! VERY DEMURE! Kalim only scratches on purpose!! With all the oils and creams you’re slathered with it’s a challenge to get any real grip, but sometimes you’ve gotta scratch that mental itch with a physical one,, Straight up LATCHES so it’s just crescent moon after moon on your biceps and back, but he makes a point to kiss and soothe every. Single. One. So you can’t stay toooooo mad :D,, 9/10!!

Vil cares too much about the both of you to “mark you up” in that way- Of course he has moments of weakness where your hair and neck pay the price, but cat scratches just aren’t in the cards for you,, You KNOW that’ll mess up his manicure, and do you want to spend an hour getting patched up?? Okay maybe you do,, But that’s besides the point! He has things to do that don’t involve cleaning sweat and grossness from under his nails. 5/10 for cleanliness. Might as well bang in a hospital bed. There’s no advanced sloothing for how he finds them, just that your nightly back scratch turns into a horror movie pretty quick,,

One accurate word describes Idia and his gamer nails. Grooooooooooooooosssssssssssssssssss,, The ONLY way to trim them is to hold him down like a dog getting clipped, and even then he’s still whining about how they’ll break on their own time- He knows they’ll get all snaggy, but doesn’t he look cool? (Don’t encourage his delusion) Very much cultivating claws rather than human nails, but is emotionally attached to your mangled back. 4/10. Doesn’t have to “discover” them, knows EXACTLY what he’s doing.

The one true exfoliater to trump them all,, Malleus may not have experience or sex appeal on his side, but he has HOOKS in you, and that’s a sure way to keep you loyal!! He gasps like a murder witness whenever you get naked because “my word however could this happen??” while crying a little and trying to stop his lip from quivering :( Basically wraps you in bubble wrap and puts himself in a chastity belt, but not before having the worst phone call of your life and getting his dad to patch you up!! Lilia KNOWS what you’ve been up to and couldn’t be prouder! Just learn how to use a nail file for next time, alright? 8/10!! <3

@bju3c0re @kyokills

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one protective!riddle please, thanks so much!!! <333

TY LOVE YOU BABE 🙏 SORRY FOR THE WAIT!! Love my toxic queen

Protective!Riddle, being the very best boyfriend you’ll ever have, hates to be labeled as the overprotective type- is it so taboo to care for his partner? He thinks not! Whether it be strangers who get too touchy, or the natural disaster that is Adeuce, Riddle’s two steps behind you,, Keeping watch and preparing for a trust fall. Expect the unexpected!! Being a boyfriend’s honestly changed him for the better- all the stress and drama you bring into his life is indefinitely worth it to see you happy :) Even if it costs a few troublemakers their heads <3

Protective!Riddle that can only be dissuaded with gentle affection!! He’s no monster, and who’s he to deny your sweetness? Even when he goes red in the face, ready to “defend your honour”, all it takes is a little baby talk and a hand against his shoulder to simply melt,, Poor boy’s just so tense- and he only wants to protect his treasure, is that too much to ask? None of his own students dare to comment on the PDA as they know better, but it’s a feeding frenzy at housewarden meetings.. Won’t you kiss his ego better?

Protective!Riddle that despite all appearances, doesn’t want to be the bad guy,, It’s just hard for him to communicate, more so than others- he’s not usually the jealous type, really, but he finds himself envying the smooth evasion of Azul’s scheming, or even Leona’s suave nonchalance.. You and your,, Goodness have completely ruined his confidence! He doesn’t want you to settle, he wants you to want him. To need him like he needs you :( So all he can do is bury himself in his books, growing bitter and possessive, because you’re too good for him. It’s suffocating, but he’s trying! Every day he’s clawing his way up that sweaty, corporate ladder, working to be good for you- if you’ll still take him :)

Protective!Riddle’s just so terribly head over heels it’s hard to not be a little guarded- it’s torture to see you happy with someone else.. He half feels like it belongs to him. That you’re to laugh solely at his jokes, because only he can appreciate your smile for what it is, that nobody else deserves it.. But he knows you’d hate being cooped up. Alone, together. Because he hates it- knows how stifling it is to be controlled and played with, so he’d never do it to you intentionally,, But, keep an eye on it. You’d hate to find yourself tied down, even if it’s to him <3

@kyokills @bju3c0re

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something fluffy like Maybe Rook with a Hispanic partner. Like since French and Spanish are considered romantic languages. I think their words would mix into one another. Like they’d say random phrases hey picked up from eachother and whatnot. Can I have almost the same For Vil? Like his partner would like praise him with words in Spanish? Like “Cariño mío” just affectionate words in Spanish too

The sheer POTENTIAL for this prompt is insane!!!!! ESP with poly rookvilyuu,, All of you learn to speak some fucked up gerspanglish that nobody else can decipher, but does it matter when Vil gets treated to love notes during the work day without the fear of an exposé? Or Rook gets to write you a cutesy little dictionary with doodles and kisses in the margins you’re obligated to read? NO!! You embraced the lovey-dovey-make-a-stranger-barf phase long ago, and if all of you are equally bad, then nobody is!.. Right? <3

(Omg and your hypothetical kids speaking it?? IM DEAD.)

@bju3c0re

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Malleus Draconia, professional yearner, and puppy love extraordinaire can’t live without you,, At least, not without your voice. With the little technology he has you’re his ringtone, alarm, and sometimes (constantly) he listens to the voice memos you’ve sent him “just because”. His favourite thing to hear you talk about is being normal- be it groceries or class, maybe a coming of age novel before bed (if he’s been nice), he could recite your words verbatim if you asked.. He’d hate to miss out on anything you say, so won’t you send him one more video for his collection?

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AHHH SHUT UP WHY ARE YOU MUSICAL THEATRE MFS SO HOT??? LITERALLY- ahem, literally Rook/Cater/Lils/Kalim/Floyd grabbing at your ass on stage,, The insane showmance that makes your friends hate you,, Lifting you up during your school’s production and looking lovingly into your eyes, holding onto you for a littleeeeeee too long afterwards to make sure you won’t topple over </3

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