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I am looking respectfully 👁👁

(Want to use the meme but decided not to do it 🫠)

Comfort in a new world

Eden wants you to know that he cares for you and is always there for you, wetter it be romantically or platonically, he will show that you are loved and valued. Especially when you are feeling down.

Let him take care of you, and let him love you. You are both not form this nightmare of a world, so stick together and navigate it with eachother..

I just wanted some Eden fluff, I've been feeling awful these past weeks so, letting the lil crow-angel-thing take care of me would be so nice....

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Definitely will enjoy Leona misery for this one

Oh man, I know Leona would be pissed if the human laughed at him while Divus scared him into that tree! I'd be on the floor, I just know it!

Leona would absolutely be furious and embarrassed, not knowing how to handle his frustration. Divus' 13ft (396cm) self is only encouraged by his pup's laughter and will torment Leona for longer than he needs to before sniffing over his Pup to make sure they are safe. His whiskers tickle quiet a bit. His sharp cone teeth can be intimidating when he is angry, but he looks so soft and is so squishy in his seal form it is hard to remain scared of him when he is so gentle with the Human. For all those other mongrels, however, he will not hesitate to put them in their place.

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Next-Door Dog (Art)

There is a new hybird moving next door and Mavuika doesn't trust that dog around her beloved puppy. Surely as long as her pup doesn't go over the fence it will be okay.

Uh-oh!

Messy sketch,OOC characters, Reader is a female dog, hybirds AU?Idk, please spay/neuter your pet, reader and Capitano isn't spayed for the sake of the story.

A/N : @/jymwahuwu fed me Capitano stuff. [Warning : THEIR BLOG IS 18+ AND EXPLICIT]

Edit : @/jymwahuwu made something 😋😋😋🥺🥺

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Tsaritsa sent extra box of puppy-care to Mavuika.

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I really don't know how to feel about this

How reader is treated in my Forgotten Twst AU.

This goes into more depth on how reader is treated within the AU. I'd love to discuss with you so feel free to spend me your thoughts!!

Read this concept for some background

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Heartslabyul

Ace 

Ace doesn't like you, he's never liked you. The first time Ace saw you he knew you were trouble, granted it did take you a while to show your true colors, but he knew you were up to something! Terrorizing poor Yuu like that, it's horrible. 

Ace treats you like dirt beneath his shoe. In Yuu's main group of friends, he and Epel treat you the worst. His words are cruel and harsh, poking and prodding at your insecurities constantly. He's very likely to target you out when he sees you at school, and won't hold back if he notices you "mistreating" Yuu. His feelings in the beginning were heavily driven by jealousy, it's obvious that you and Yuu had some sort of relationship before being sent to Twisted Wonderland. Now, his feelings are more so driven by this sense of accomplishment, he's somehow smug whenever he thinks of you. him and Yuu are best friends, he's won, and you can rot for all he cares.

Deuce 

Deuce didn't hate you right off that back, in fact he really thought that you could be friends. But Ace was drawn to Yuu since the beginning, and he couldn't help but feel the same way after Riddle's Overblot. Being friends with Yuu means learning a lot about you, specifically about all of the terrible things you've done in your past. Deuce usually isn't one to judge, but when it comes to Yuu he can't help but feel angry. 

Deuce isn't as bad as some of the others, the worst thing he'll do is not stop Ace when he's mistreating you. He's more ambivalent towards your mistreatment because you don't really seem like a bad person. He's also more observant than Ace, the obsessive way Yuu talks about you being something he notices often, but he can't help but want to back his friend. 

Cater 

Cater at first didn't care much about you, and he really doesn't much more now. You never interested him the way Yuu did, and so when he heard through the grapevine that you treated Yuu horribly in their past, then of course he's gonna hate you, that's just kinda how it is. 

He's cruel is a similar way to Vil, where he's very judgy. When you run into Cater, he'll comment on your looks in a not so subtle way, your behavior, even the things you say, making you go crazy. He's also the type of person to laugh at any sort of mistake you make in public, which embarrasses you greatly. 

Trey 

Trey also didn't have many thoughts about you at first, he thought it was interesting how clearly you and Yuu were connected. He'd be more interested in the relationship between you two if you weren't so--boring? Trey doesn't exactly know why he dislikes you, it's not exactly Yuu's words, nor is it anything specific about you, but he never could bring himself to want to learn more about you. 

Trey doesn't care much for you, in a sense where he purposely ignores you out of not wanting to interact with you. He just really can't bring himself to care deeply about you, especially when he starts learning about what you've supposedly done to Yuu. 

Riddle 

Riddle's hatred for you really blooms after his overblot and he starts to feel very indebted to Yuu. Beforehand, he's a lot like Trey, where he couldn't care much about you. He had very little thoughts regarding you beforehand, the ones he did have were very neutral. After his overblot however he grows to really dislike reader. 

Riddle's hate runs very deep, and is only held back by his need to follow rules. He doesn't go as far to try and start things in public like Ace, but he will constantly trash talk you behind your back constantly. He doesn't like to see you during school, and will go as far as telling other Heartslabyul students to not interact with you. 

Savanaclaw 

Leona 

Leona, a lot like other characters, didn't care much about you in the beginning, but granted, he didn't care much about Yuu in the beginning. But overtime, he starts to believe in what Yuu says, that you're weak and helpless, and any respect he has starts to dwindle until there's nothing left. 

You don't really get to interact with Leona much, the only major interaction you had with him was during when you were forced to stay in his dorm, where he treated you with a cold shoulder for most of the time. Most of what Leona has learned about you was against his own volition, through talks and rumors, which is how he eventually starts to "hate" you. Hate might not be the correct word since he doesn't care enough about you to hate you. 

Jack 

Jack is close friends with Yuu, so he doesn't care much about you, obviously. Though, he can't deny that it hurts to see you so sad, you just seem so--small and alone. He doesn't want to seem like a bad friend, so he trusts Yuu, but every once in a while he wonders if what they're saying is really true. 

Jack isn't nearly as bad as others in Yuu's main group. He doesn't actively talk bad about you, but he will agree with what’s being said more or less. He won't hold Ace or Epel back from any of the horrible things they do, but he does feel bad about it. He thinks about it more often than he wishes, making him very conflicted about his feelings going forward. 

Ruggie 

Ruggie is surprisingly cruel in a way that I believe many people wouldn't expect. Ruggie is brutally honest and cunning, which leads to many situations where he leads you on only to backstab you later. It already took him a lot to trust and befriend Yuu, so to hear that you've supposedly wronged them of course makes you public enemy number one. 

Similar to Cater, he's very judgmental. He's open enough about his hatred where you can tell that he doesn't like you, but just closed off enough where you might think you could get close to him. This allows him to lure you into a false sense of security before revealing that he actually does not care at all. 

Octavinelle

Azul 

Azul has mixed opinions about you. On the one hand, similar to Riddle, he feels very indebted to Yuu, so he's of course going to believe them about you. However, he also knows how easily a rumor or belief can change someone's perception, so he's more perceptive about you than you might think. 

Azul doesn't really associate himself with you, keeping to himself while using Jade and Floyd to keep tabs on you. He doesn't outwardly do things to terrorize you, however he will use either Jade or Floyd to such things. He also learns early on that there is something deeper to you and Yuu's relationship, which creates a large sense of jealousy that only makes things worse. 

Jade 

Jade is very perceptive, and often knows more than he lets on. He and his brother know that not everything Yuu says is exactly true, but he is often inclined to believe pieces of what Yuu says, especially as he grows closer to them. He doesn't believe Yuu hates you, that much is obvious. Though, he can't help but find everything about the two of you so interesting. 

Surprisingly, Jade's behavior doesn't all come from Yuu's perception of you. A lot of it comes from his own need to poke and prod at things that he finds fascinating. He likes to see your reactions, take in your emotions, watch you cower in fear. The scary thing about both Jade and his brother is that you'll never know what they truly think. With Jade it's because he hides all his behaviors behind strange motives, but regardless, he's cruel and harsh. 

Floyd

Floyd also finds you incredibly fascinating, and like his brother knows way more than he lets on. Floyd, at first, cared little about what you had to offer, which meant that you saw little of him. After Azul's overblot and his growing interest in Yuu, he starts to hold a lot of aggression towards you, which then starts to sway into interest as he learns more and more about you. 

Like with his brother, the scary thing about Floyd is that you never know what he's really thinking. Floyd one day might openly talk about wanting to beat you to a pulp, while the next might sit next to you and ask about the book you're reading. It really has to do with the day. He's also similar to Leona where a lot of his hatred for you might come from the fact that he views you as "weak", which makes him less interested in you as a whole. 

Scarabia 

Kalim 

Kalim doesn't hate you, truly, he just doesn't know much about you. Sometimes he's forgotten your name, right in front you, and he does feel bad about it. Just not enough to actually remember it. He's also promised to invite you to parties, either being stopped by Jamil or forgetting to tell you when they're happening. It's not that he hates you, he just can't remember a thing about you. 

Kalim and Ortho are really the only people who don't purposely mistreat you, along with arguably Rook. Kalim just doesn't do anything about your mistreatment because he doesn't take any time to actually get to know you, which does still hurt. 

Jamil 

Jamil is the opposite of his housewarden, especially after his overblot. After his overblot, he works harder to show his true emotions, which results in him being pretty mean to you. Again, he's someone whose feelings are driven by viewing you as helpless, especially in comparison to Yuu, who has done so much. So why should he respect you? 

Jamil isn't like some others who go out of their way to terrorize you, however, he will make his dislike known, mainly through preventing any relationship between you and Kalim. He will also tell you straight up how he doesn't believe you should be here and how it's sad how useless you are, which definitely hurts. 

Pomefiore 

Vil 

Vil is judging, viewing you with a very scrutinizing eye everywhere you go. He's not as vocal as Cater, but he's more hurtful, especially with his looks. It's very clear that he doesn't like you around him or any of his house members, and isn't afraid to prevent any possible relations. His friendship with Yuu drives a lot of his feelings, but he also doesn't understand why they would want to associate with someone like you. 

Vil is a bully who feeds into your insecurities. He doesn't make fun of obvious things like the way you look, he's not that shallow, but he will make fun of your behavior or choices, like Cater making you feel stupid or self conscious about something you were once confident in. He also isolates you by continuing and maintaining rumors about you. 

Rook 

Like mentioned previously, Rook probably knows that most about Yuu and your relationship. It's impossible to know the full truth, but he does know that you're not as bad as Yuu makes you out to be. However, this doesn't stop any of the mistreatment. 

Rook is very much intrigued by the sense of devotion that Yuu has towards you, so he won't put any real effort into ending Yuu's behavior. What this means is he might subtly defend you, but nothing enough to make it seem like you're actually friends, and he'll even encourage Yuu to be "honest with their feelings" which in a way only encourages Yuu more to keep doing what they're doing. 

Epel

Epel is your number one hater. Whenever he's out of his dorm him and Ace are menaces. They actively do what they can to make your life worse, along with a few others. This mainly has to do with Epel's relationship with Yuu, and how he can't stand for any mistreatment towards them. 

Epel is very outwardly mean, like Ace. He talks badly about you and won't stop until somebody makes him. He doesn't like the fact altho you have to room with Yuu and has tried time and time again to get you kicked out but it hasn't worked. He just doesn't think you can hold a candle to Yuu. 

Ignihyde 

Ortho 

Ortho doesn't have a mean bone (computer chip? Code?) in his body. Don't get me wrong, this kid can be brutally honest, but I just can't see him being nearly as bad as anyone else here. He's a lot like Kalim where he doesn't really know much about you, besides what his computer brain tells him. 

Idia 

Idia doesn't really know if what he feels is hate or pity. He understands what it feels like to be judged but come on, if what Yuu is saying is true, and of course it is, then you kinda deserve it. He really encapsulates the biggest problem overall, where no one stops for a second and thinks "well maybe what Yuu is telling us isn't true" because they believe Yuu wholeheartedly. 

Idia is a stalker, but he uses what he learns to work against you. He'll tattle on you to teachers, get you in trouble, and just make you feel uncomfortable because anything you say can be used against you. He doesn't really respect you in the way that he respects Yuu do everything he's been told, so he doesn't feel bad about the way he treats you. 

Diasomnia 

Silver 

Silver also doesn't know much about you, but from what he hears, both from around school and Malleus specifically, you are a blight that doesn't deserve to be anywhere near Yuu. Though, he can't help but not believe that. 

Silver also doesn't really mistreat you, but also doesn't do anything about your mistreatment. He'll overlook you in many ways and often even forget you go to the same school until someone reminds him. He just thinks you're painfully boring and should grow a spine. 

Sebek 

Malleus hates you so Sebek hates you. That's what it boils down to. Your mistreatment of Yuu hurts Malleus so much and Sebek won't stand for that. Sebek hyper analyzes each aspect of you and points out flaws you didn't even know you had, feeling the need to remind you how useless you are constantly. 

Sebek doesn't hold much respect for Yuu, but at least they have conviction and bravery. You, supposedly, hide behind others and ruin peoples lives, and now you ask for sympathy? Pathetic. Sebek is very violent, and will actively hurt you if he believes you pose a threat in any way, the only thing stopping him being the school and its rules. 

Lilia 

Lila is also very perceptive, but he's not a mind reader. So while he might know that there is something deeper to the relationship between you and Yuu, he also knows that Yuu has made some horrifying allegations that affect Malleus heavily, and so of course he's going to lean more towards them. 

Lilia is too old to be an actual bully. He's more so a part of the judgy crew, where he wonders how you've gotten this far constantly. He'll speak and treat you like a child who doesn't know any better, infantilizing you in a way that is meant to sound and feel belittling. He'll also openly comfort Yuu whenever he can, which hurts. 

Malleus 

Malleus is the most hater of them all. Malleus very clearly is close with Yuu, so when he catches wind that you've hurt them in some way, he wants to destroy you, the only thing stopping him being Yuu themself. He holds no care or compassion towards you, and doesn't think twice about making you feel horribly any chance he gets. 

Malleus struggles to find anything to like about you, even before he got close to Yuu. You were always so bland and weak, and now it's revealed that you're a terrible person on top of that, he can't seem to find anything good to say about you. Because he respects you, he leaves you alone most of the time, mainly because he's afraid of what he might do if he's with you for too long.

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A/n: I greatly underestimated how long this would take so I'm sorry for any spelling mistakes or grammar errors.

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kitties ✨

Ramshackle cat girl

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"Requests are open-"

The sound of my feet frantically hitting the floor can be heard from a great distance away—

I've been following for a few months & all your posts make me giggle or smile, my coworkers probably think I'm crazy at this point, lmao.

For the request!! I was hoping to see if you could write the Overblot boys' (tho if possible, subbing Trey in for Riddle) reaction to finding out the reader— who is known for being touch-averse— finds him to be a comfort person & noticing that they get really touchy around him as a means for comfort. I had it in mind as being romantic, but pre-feelings realized cuz I live for the yearning & squirmy crush phase stuff, it's so sweet.

All of them are touch-starved, you can't tell me otherwise.

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Ahh I'm so glad you like my work omg <3 I'm so glad they made you smile 🫶🫶

I've also kept Riddle and added in Trey, I hope that's fine!

Overblot Gang + Trey Being your Comfort Person

Riddle Rosehearts

When you unexpectedly reach out and grab Riddle’s sleeve during a quiet walk through Heartslabyul’s rose garden, he stiffens like you’ve hit him with a stun spell. His gaze flicks from your hand to your face, his cheeks blooming a crimson that rivals the roses around him.

At first, he assumes it’s accidental, but when your fingers remain firmly gripping his arm as if seeking reassurance, his brain short-circuits.

You’re known for keeping your distance from others, so this gentle touch feels monumental to him. Later, when he learns that you see him as a comfort, his heart aches in a way that’s both exhilarating and terrifying. They trust me like that? he thinks, and suddenly every shared moment feels heavier with meaning.

The next time you casually rest your hand on his shoulder during a meeting, Riddle doesn’t shy away. Instead, he adjusts his posture ever so slightly, allowing your touch to linger. His ears burn as he stumbles over his words, but deep down, he’s elated.

He’s never been someone’s safe haven before, and he’ll do everything in his power to protect that bond, even as his stomach flips at every accidental brush of your hand.

Trey Clover

Trey’s observant nature makes it impossible for him to miss the way you’ve grown more touchy around him. At first, it’s subtle—the occasional tug on his sleeve or a gentle nudge when he’s teasing you—but when you lean against his arm one evening after a long day, his mind comes to a screeching halt.

He keeps his composure, of course, because it’s Trey. But inside? He’s a mess of confusion and delight.

The realization hits him when you unconsciously cling to him during a particularly chaotic Scarabia dinner. Others are bustling around, and you seek him out, your fingers brushing his wrist as if grounding yourself. He hides his smile behind a sip of water, warmth spreading in his chest.

Trey wonders why you feel so at ease with him when you’re so cautious around others. But when you nervously explain one day that he makes you feel safe, his heart swells.

“That’s a lot of trust to put in me,” he teases gently, though he’s secretly over the moon. When you start leaning against his shoulder more often, Trey welcomes it with a soft chuckle, letting his hand brush yours in quiet reassurance.

Leona Kingscholar

The first time you plop yourself beside Leona on one of the lounge’s sprawling couches, sitting far closer than you normally do, he barely raises an eyebrow. But when your shoulder brushes against his, and you don’t immediately move away like everyone else seems to around him, his ear flicks in surprise. Leona’s no stranger to physical contact—mostly unwelcome—but this? This is new.

It doesn’t take long for him to realize you’re touch-averse with everyone else. When you casually rest your head against his arm after a particularly exhausting day, Leona pauses mid-yawn, his eyes narrowing slightly as he looks down at you. He doesn’t say anything at first, just observes the way your usually guarded self seems to relax around him.

“You got a habit of using me as your personal pillow, herbivore?” he finally drawls, smirking lazily to hide the strange warmth blooming in his chest.

When you shrug and mutter something about him being comfortable, Leona pretends to scoff, but the slight twitch of his tail gives him away. He’s never been anyone’s comfort before, and while he doesn’t admit it, the thought fills him with a quiet pride.

From then on, he doesn’t push you away. Instead, he adjusts himself so you can lean against him more comfortably, his tail wrapping loosely around your ankle like it has a mind of its own.

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul nearly drops the pen he’s holding the first time you rest your hand lightly on his arm. He freezes in his seat at the Mostro Lounge, blinking rapidly as if trying to process what just happened. You’re careful about personal space—he’s noticed that much—so this sudden display of trust leaves him flustered beyond belief.

“Ah, are you feeling alright?” he stammers, his face quickly turning pink.

You wave off his concern, but the touch lingers. Azul spends the rest of the day overanalyzing the moment. What does it mean? Do they… no, surely not.

It happens again the next time you visit the lounge. You sit closer than usual, your knees brushing his under the table as you casually chat.

Azul tries to focus on the conversation, but his brain is fixated on the way you seem so comfortable around him. When he learns that you find him comforting, Azul’s heart skips a beat.

He tries to play it cool, but the truth is, he’s thrilled. You trust him, and that trust feels far more valuable than any deal he’s ever made. The next time you reach out, Azul doesn’t flinch. Instead, he lets your fingers linger on his sleeve, savoring the quiet warmth of your touch.

Jamil Viper

Jamil is used to people keeping their distance, intentionally or otherwise. His sharp gaze and composed demeanor tend to put others on edge. That’s why, the first time you rest a hand on his shoulder during one of his endless tasks for Scarabia, he’s so stunned that he almost drops the tray he’s carrying.

He glances at you, his eyes searching for an explanation, but you look completely at ease. He doesn’t say anything then, not wanting to scare you off, but his heart races. You—someone who shies away from physical contact—trust him enough to reach out like this?

Later, when you lean against him as he writes up another set of schedules, Jamil tentatively shifts to give you more room. “You alright?” he murmurs, his voice quieter than usual.

You hum in response, your cheek brushing his shoulder as you explain, “You just make me feel at ease.”

Jamil stiffens, his breath catching in his throat. No one has ever said that to him before, not with such sincerity. A faint blush dusts his cheeks as he tries to play it cool, though his mind is whirling. For the first time, he feels like someone sees beyond the role he’s forced to play.

From then on, he doesn’t mind when you’re touchy around him. If anything, he finds himself leaning into your presence, your comfort becoming his safe haven as well.

Vil Schoenheit

Vil is accustomed to people admiring him from afar, hesitant to step too close. That’s why your sudden physical closeness catches him off guard. The first time you link arms with him during a walk, his eyes widen slightly, but he quickly composes himself, tilting his head to glance at you.

“Getting bold, aren’t we?” he teases, his tone light, though his heart skips a beat.

You roll your eyes but don’t let go, and Vil notices the way your shoulders relax beside him. It’s subtle, but the realization dawns on him: you trust him enough to seek comfort in his presence. The thought fills him with a warmth he doesn’t often let himself indulge in.

Later, when you rest your head on his shoulder during a quiet moment in the Pomefiore common room, Vil sets down his script, his gaze softening. “You’ve been awfully touchy lately,” he remarks, his voice tinged with curiosity.

You meet his eyes, your expression open and unguarded. “That’s because you’re comforting,” you say simply, and Vil’s breath catches.

For a moment, he’s silent, his mind racing. He knows he can be demanding and difficult, yet here you are, finding solace in him. Gently, he rests a hand over yours, his grip firm yet tender. “Just don’t expect me to always be this lenient,” he says, though the slight tremor in his voice betrays how deeply your words have affected him.

Idia Shroud

Idia nearly has a heart attack the first time you casually lean against his shoulder during a gaming session. He goes completely still, his hair lighting up like a neon sign as his mind races. What do I do? Do I move? Is this a test? Oh, no, what if I’m sweating?!

When you don’t move away, he risks a glance at you. You’re focused on the screen, completely unbothered, and Idia feels like his circuits are going to fry.

It happens again a few days later when you sit closer than usual, your knee brushing against his. Idia freezes, trying to figure out if you’ve noticed. By the third time, when you casually rest your head on his shoulder, he can’t take it anymore.

“Uh, y-you okay?” he stammers, his voice cracking as he sneaks a glance at you.

You smile softly, your tone light. “Yeah. You’re just… comfortable.”

Idia’s brain short-circuits. Comfortable? Me? His insecurities rear their ugly heads, whispering that you’ve made a mistake, that surely someone else would be better. But when you stay by his side, leaning into him like he’s your anchor, those voices quiet.

He hesitates before awkwardly patting your hand, his touch hesitant but earnest. For the first time, he allows himself to believe that maybe, just maybe, you mean it.

Malleus Draconia

Malleus is delighted yet utterly confused the first time you rest your hand lightly on his arm during a quiet evening stroll. Physical affection is rare for him—he’s so often regarded with fear or reverence—but you seem unbothered by his stature, your touch grounding and sincere.

The next time, it’s even more unexpected. You loop your arm through his as you walk through the woods near Ramshackle, leaning slightly into him. Malleus’s breath hitches, his heart racing. He doesn’t want to scare you away, so he says nothing, though his tail twitches with restrained excitement.

When you rest your head against his shoulder as he tells you about his day, he finally dares to ask, “Child of man, is there a reason you’ve been so… affectionate as of late?”

You glance up at him, your eyes warm. “You’re comforting,” you say simply, and Malleus feels the ground shift beneath his feet.

For someone who has been lonely for so long, your words are a balm to his soul. He places a hand over yours, his touch gentle yet possessive. “If I bring you comfort, then I consider myself fortunate,” he says softly, though his heart feels like it’s about to burst.

From then on, Malleus treasures every touch you offer, each one a reminder that he is no longer alone.

Masterlist

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Ignihyde boys reacting to you dating an NPC

Heartslabyul ver | Octavinelle ver | Savanaclaw ver | Pomefiore ver | Scarabia ver | Diasomnia ver

Ortho Shroud (platonic)

He doesn't have any romantic interest or feelings towards you but he's not any less disappointed than any of the other guys. Aren't you supposed to be with Idia?

However, he brushes away all these thoughts and just decides that he'll support your relationship as long as your happy, kinda still prefer idia tho.

But, the moment he sees even a GLINT of a frown or unhappiness. Say bye to your boyfriend, it's game over. He's gonna give him a left right goodnight all the way to the next world. Nothing slips past his robotic senses after all.

If you do stay longer with him that Ortho expected, he'd 'accidently' press something wrong and your boyfriend... might be expecting some tech issues. Don't accuse Ortho though, he never did anything wrong. I mean why would he?

Idia Shroud

He's internally screaming when he finds out. Like "NOOOOO I WAS TOO LATE TO COLLECT THE ULTIMATE CHARACTER OF MY LIFE"

He immediately goes on social media to search for him. Then he spends HOURS scrolling through your boyfriend's posts. If he finds a single post about a video game or anything online. Goodbye, he's going to go beat the same game in HALF the time, ngl he probably already did that without knowing tho.

Sighing, he rethinks about how stupid he is and just decides you are out of his league so he leaves it alone. "I mean... of course they'd choose someone else... i'm just a background character in their lives after all..."

When your relationship crumbles, he can’t hide the tiny, smug smile on his face as he pretends to be surprised. Then he changes the topic, "Well... relationships aren't always gonna last... anyways, do you wanna play some co-op?" as if nothing was happening.

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Just wanted to say how much I mad LOVING the monster AU so far. Your writing is so good and I adore the world building. Hadn’t seen your stuff since chapter 9 (thought you may be taking a break or something) then I see chapter 17 pop up on my dash?! Scrolled through all your stuff and caught up :)

I wanted to ask how your AU would react to the MC getting into a magical accident and becoming a child/toddler. We’ve gotten some peaks into how the boys would handle their own children, but how would they handle a human child?

Hope you’re having a great day!

Warnings; hijinx, magical mishap, parental yanderes go into Maximum overdrive, various mentions of kidnapping, confused yanderes, begrudging parental behavior, several delulu yanderes,

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- Crowley has a veritable collection of Human artifacts and is thrilled to have the chance to try out all of the Human things meant for infants. Just look how cute his precious little chick is! He doesn't really get the whole 'parent to a human' thing easily, but he is going to try or die trying.

- Lilia is conflicted. He wants to have infants with his Human, not raise them from infancy! He has raised at least one Human child from infancy, so he knows can. Lilia is able to differentiate between how he feels for the Human as an adult and how he feels for the Human as an infant. He just sees it as practice for when he actually gets to have hybrid young with the Human. Still, he would be lying if he said he didn't feel a little odd about the situation.

- Papa Hades is immediately on campus the moment he hears the Human is now an infant. He has raised many of his own descendants, he can raise the Human as well. He understands that it is temporary, but that doesn't mean he isn't melting over the squirming infant Human. Truly someone who is happy to parent and thrilled to be the parent figure for the Human.

- Divus is fully committed to kidnapping the Human and intends to be absconding away to the nearest body of water. He will be entering his full seal form and taking the Human out onto the water if he manages to steal the Human away. His intention behind doing this is to behave in a way similar to an otter, holding the Human-turned-infant on his stomach and guarding them from any other possible threat. He feels most comfortable taking care of the Human in his seal form because he is faster and stronger in his seal form. Any indication that the Human infant is uncomfortable will result in a very stressed Divus. If he does not succeed in his attempts to steal the Human, he will be working on a reversal potion/spell.

- Malleus is following Lilia around while Lilia cradles the Human. Malleus has seen infant Silver before, and even some Fae infants, but he has not seen a Human infant before. He is surprised at how genuinely cute the little Human is and he can only imagine how his own young will look when he gets to finally have them with his Human, once his Human is their normal selves again, of course.

- Rook has woven a web cradle to help carry the Human and is desperate to be of use in any way. He is a hunter that is not so well versed with parenting, but he will absolutely rise to the challenge if it is presented to him.

- Vil is not sure what to really do with an infant, he is a movie star, not a nanny. He will be turning rather broody and mother-hen-ish over the Human-turned-infant. His Harpy instincts demands he keep the Human warm however possible and he will be screeching at anyone who gets too close to the Human. His screech will be making the Human begin to tear-up and cry which will only further anger Vil at whoever dare intrude.

- Leona doesn't like kids, he never has. ... He will make an exception for the Human-turned-infant and the now parentless-cub Grim. It is a role of the dominant male lion to look after the cubs and tolerate them while the child-rearing lionesses hunt. He will complain the entire time, but he will actually be very good at child-rearing because he was expected to take care of Cheka when the cub was first born as Falena and his wife would occasionally need breaks from the needy cub.

- Trey is an old pro at taking care of centaur-infants, but a Human-turned-infant? That's new to him. He won't really understand that the Human needs their head supported as an infant, since centaur infants don't require that same support for their neck. He won't really need to worry about this though, there is very little chance he is going to get to hold the Human, especially with much more experienced caretakers on hand.

- Riddle wants desperately to hold the little Human, curious to see the small creature and may even tear up, so moved with emotion and the idea that this is an innocent creature, so cute and delicate. He will not get to hold the Human. Not only are the staff fighting over who gets to be caretaker of the cute and soft Human, but Lilia, Papa Hades, and the other Housewardens are involved as well.

- Idia has no idea how to take care of an infant and will be passing the Human right off to Papa Hades. He is interested in the process of caretaking- especially when he thinks about raising his own young with the Human once they are back to normal- but he is no where near confident enough to actually try to take care of the Human-turned-infant.

- Azul is cooing and immediately offers his services as a many-limbed nanny. This is one of the rare times Azul breaks character from the suave-businessman to actually be quite gentle and domestic. He talks extensively to the Human-turned infant and will even hold them while his tentacles hit everyone else away. It is his turn with the Human, he is fighting for his right to hold them. He spent the entire time leading up to holding them watching those with more experience so he doesn't risk doing anything wrong or hurting the sweet little Human. He won't even bother with Floyd's teasing over his motherly behavior.

- Jamil is immediately taking over parental duties from Kalim because Kalim would have literally zero clue how to actually be a responsible caretaker. He lifts the Human-turned-infant out of Kalim's arms with his tail the moment Kalim acts like is is going to take the little Human on the flying-carpet. He spends the next few hours with Kalim in coil-jail and holding the sleeping Human, gently rocking them and humming a soft lullaby as he has an unusual adeptness in being paternal. Kalim is whining loudly about not being able to take the Human on the carpet-ride, Jamil is covering Kalim's mouth with his tail to not disturb the sleeping Human-turned-infant.

- Ortho is hovering around Papa Hades and asking every question under the sun about infant Humans. Papa Hades fields the questions with masterful skill all while caring for the soft little infant.

- Jack is going full guard-dog mode and will be guarding whoever is caring for the Human-turned-infant, snarling at anyone who gets too close to the caretaker and infant. He will be on high alert and he will be patrolling.

- Silver and Sebek will be joining Jack in the guard duty, protecting the Human and the one caring for the Human- especially in the case of Lilia- with true ferocity. They actually mesh well with Jack and take up rotating their guard to make sure there is not a single moment the Human-turned-infant is unguarded.

- Poachers- especially those who are Fae that want a Human to raise- will be vicious about getting that small Human, their wishes of parenting a Human being figuratively dangled in front of them and teasing them with the exact thing they so desperately want.

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I read the rules and I hope I'm not doing something against them! I have a cute request... Headconan with the Pomefiore trio (Vil, Rook, Epel Separately) and a female reader who was tasked with taking care of a newborn for a day (I didn't think whose child is this honestly lol I just liked the idea.) and she ask them to help her :3

COMMENTS: I liked the idea! The only problem is that I have 0 experience with children, let alone babies. 😅 So I asked a friend of mine who has taken care of newborns to help me, and she did such a good job that I ended up writing more than I expected. 💜

I hope you and all enjoy it 👶

CHARACTERS: Pomefiore (Vil Schoenheit / Epel Felmier / Rook Hunt)

TAGS: Fluff; Fem Reader; Headcanons; Flirting

WORD COUNT: An average of 680 words per character.

CONTEXT: You hear someone knocking on the door of Ramshackle Dorm and when you open it you find Professor Trein holding in his arms, not Lucius, but a baby.

He explains to you that one of his daughters showed up to visit him and the island, but she needed to do something and asked Professor Trein to take care of his grandson for a while. But Professor Trein still has work to do and can't take care of the baby at the same time, so he asks you to take care of him for a day until his daughter comes back.

He also tells you that if you need help, ask Pomefiore's students as they are some of the ones he trusts most.

“Me? Help take care of a baby? I have never done such a thing. Why would you ask me for help? I'm sure someone with younger siblings would be more qualified for-” Vil is interrupted by the baby who started crying in your arms. He sighs. “Sorry, I shouldn't have spoken that way. May I?”

Vil stretches his arms to ask you to hand him the baby. Despite saying he had no experience with children, he picks up the baby with incredible delicacy.

“You're right, you're right. I shouldn't speak so harshly in front of you.” He says in the sweetest voice you've ever heard from him, as he rocks a little and smiles at the baby. The baby starts to calm down and looks at Vil's face in amazement.

“Someone has good taste.” He chuckles, then looks at you. “Very well, I'll help you. But only because this is Professor Trein's grandson. However, I'm also curious to see how you do on this task.”

Whenever the baby starts crying for some reason, Vil is always very calm about it. No matter how many failed attempts to understand what the baby needs, he will never show any kind of frustration. At least not near the baby.

If the baby is crying because he has a dirty diaper: The first time this happens, Vil will ask you to change it so he can see how it's done. And if it happens again he will offer to do it that time. The two of you will take turns whenever this happens afterwards.

If the baby is crying because he is hungry and needs a bottle, Vil will offer to prepare the milk in the healthiest way for a baby. But he will ask you to be the one to feed the baby.

While you give the baby a bottle, Vil will watch you. Not to check if you are doing it correctly, but to enjoy the sight of you doing it. You can't read minds, so he can imagine that this is your beautiful baby as much as he wants. If you look at him, he will simply smile at you.

If the baby is crying because he is sleepy and Vil offers to try to rock him, you will see him standing and rocking gently while singing a lullaby with his beautiful voice. He will look at you at some point and smirk at your admiring gaze. “You and this baby are lucky.” He will whisper after the baby falls asleep. “I have never sung exclusively for anyone.”

If you rock the baby and sing him a lullaby, Vil will look at you with admiration and affection. And if, by chance, you are singing a song that he knows, he will join you and the two of you will sing together. He will even get closer to you and in the end you will see the baby sleeping in your arms and between the two of you. Vil will smile smugly and whisper to you: “Be careful if you brag about this to anyone. There are people who would kill to be in your place.”

While the baby is sleeping, the two of you will try to entertain yourself in quiet ways. Vil will continue with his usual routines if he can and make you join him. Any beauty treatments he does like skin care, he will do them to you too.

If the baby is crying because he is simply in need of some affection, you will probably be the person in charge of that. Vil will see you talking to the baby, hugging him and giving him little kisses on the cheek, maybe even talking to him in that baby voice.

Vil will start to daydream about you, imagining you taking care of his and your child. And he will smile thinking about it. Entertaining the baby will be your job. Let's face it, you're probably more fun than Vil in this regard.

If you are in a flirting phase with each other, he will approach you, hug you from behind while you hold the baby in your arms and whisper in your ear: “You would be a wonderful mother. And I know that our children would be the fairest of all.”

“You're in luck. I already had to take care of my cousin a few times when he was a newborn, so I have some type of experience at least.” Epel tells you half confident, half fearful.

Even though he wants to convey confidence, you can see that he holds the baby tensely, as if he were holding a very expensive piece of glass and was afraid of breaking it.

When the baby starts crying he immediately gets worried because there are a multitude of reasons why the baby could be crying and you both just have to guess what it is.

He will always interact with the baby with a smile, but the more failed attempts to understand what the baby needs, the more frustrated he will become and it will reach a point where he will grab you by the arm and say in despair: "WHAT DOES HE WANT?!"

If the baby is crying because he has a dirty diaper, Epel will say: "Oh, I've already changed my cousin's diapers a few times, I can take care of that."

If the baby is crying because he is hungry and needs a bottle, Epel will help you prepare the milk for the bottle.

If Epel is the one giving the baby a bottle, you will see him sitting on the sofa focusing on the baby in his arm and on the bottle. At first his expression is almost serious, but as soon as he becomes more comfortable you see him smiling at the baby. “Wow, for someone so little you have a big appetite, don't you? Heh heh.”

If you are the one giving the baby the bottle, Epel will look at you while you are distracted with the baby. If you look at him, he will look away and you will see him blushing slightly because of the things he was thinking.

If the baby is crying because he is sleepy and Epel offers to try to rock him, you will see him standing and rocking gently while singing a lullaby from his homeland with that dialect that you only understand half the words. And you will hear him sing with that sweet voice he has.

If you rock the baby and sing him a lullaby, Epel will look at you with admiration and affection. And if, by chance, you are singing a song that he knows, he will join you and the two of you will sing together. He will even get closer to you and in the end you will see the baby sleeping in your arms and between the two of you. Epel will blush and turn away.

While the baby is sleeping, the two of you will try to entertain yourself in quiet ways. Good chance he'll start carving some apples for you.

If the baby is crying because he is simply in need of some affection, you will probably be the person in charge of that. Epel will see you talking to the baby, hugging him and giving him little kisses on the cheek, maybe even talking to him in that baby voice.

Epel will start to daydream about you, but he won't even dream of telling you anything about it. Eventually, he may join you in making the baby happy.

“You are asking me for help with taking care of a baby? BEAUTÉ! Oh, what a wonderful experience to go through with you of all people! ... If I have any experience with babies? Absolutely none! Isn't that exciting?” He says with an enthusiastic smile and not at all worried, unlike you.

The first time he asks to hold the baby, you may even be reluctant to let him do it. “Protective already?” He smiles at you in admiration. “Indeed, there is no more beautiful and inspiring power in nature than the fierce protection of a mother. Or of any woman over a child. I am so extremely lucky to be able to see this side of you.”

But if you eventually let him hold the baby, you will see him take great care when holding him. And looking at the baby with an extremely affectionate look. “To think that we all started out in this world so fragile. La beauté de la nature.”

When the baby starts crying he will be...excited about it? He genuinely enjoys having to figure out what the baby needs and failing in his attempts. “Oh, we haven't figured it out yet? What could it be?” He says smiling.

If the baby is crying because he has a dirty diaper: The first time this happens, Rook will ask you to change it so he can see how it's done. He can learn and appreciate you at the same time. And if it happens again he will gladly offer to do it that time. The two of you will take turns whenever this happens afterwards.

If the baby is crying because he is hungry and needs a bottle, Rook will help you prepare the milk for the bottle.

Just like with diapers, the first time this happens Rook will ask you to be the one to give the bottle to the baby so he can see how it’s done. However, he learns quickly in the first few seconds. The rest of the time he will simply enjoy the sight of you doing it. And if you look at him, he won't look away, you'll see him looking at you with an extremely admiring and affectionate look, and smiling at you with a slight blush on his face.

After that, if it happens again, Rook will gladly offer to be the one to give the baby the bottle this time. You will see him sitting on the sofa, smiling while focus on the baby in his arm, at least in the beginning. As he begins to feel more comfortable, you will see his shoulders relax. If he looks at you and sees you looking at him with a certain kind of affection, he will smile broadly.

If the baby is crying because he is sleepy,  Rook will immediately offer to sing a lullaby to him. But he will teach it to you first in case you don't know, so you can sing it together. Rook will ask you to be the one holding the baby. You can see that he feels more protected and relaxed with you (I wonder why). As you sing, Rook will focus on you while you focus on the baby.

While the baby is sleeping, Rook's attention will remain focused on you. He will join you for any activity you want to do to entertain yourself.

If the baby is crying because he is simply in need of some affection, Rook will try to fulfill this role, but even for a baby his love seems to be too much, and the baby starts to struggle in his arms because he wants you to be the one to give him affection. Rook will be a little sad that he was rejected so brutally honestly, but will be very happy to see you making the baby happy. However, he will continue to help in any way he can.

Rook will see you talking to the baby, hugging him and giving him little kisses on the cheek, maybe even talking to him in that baby voice. And he will start to daydream about you. “You truly are a source of light and comfort. It's impossible not to be captivated by you and this baby is proof of that.”

If you are in a flirting phase with each other, he will go deeper with his praises. “Any child of yours will be deeply fortunate to have you as a mother.” He will come closer to you and whisper to you. “And I wonder if I would have such a privilege to be by your side to raise them. Maybe even help you make them. And see how wonderful it would be to see the two of us together as one... or more.”

If you dropped in here out of the blue and want to read more from me, you can find it in my pinned post: INDEX

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Hello!! Can i req Kalim, Cater, Idia and Epel with a reader that is just drop dead beautiful, they could even be mistaken for an angel. Theyre also like very cheerful and happy but when they look serious they just look angelic beautiful and cute maybe even prettier than vil or neige hope i siad it well? Anyways thank you if you do it!

•|An angel sent for me?!

Characters: Cater, Kalim, Epel, Idia

[It wasn't specified on what type of post you want this to be so I'll just assume it's a hc and I added a some scenario]

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𝐂𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝

He was absolutely shocked when he first saw you at the opening ceremony. Every student was wearing dark cloaks but there you were, standing in the middle of it all and glowing. Were you really or was it just his imagination?

It was interesting to find someone who is more beautiful than THE Vil Schoenhei and Neige Lablanche. Your beauty was just other worldly.

The next time he saw you, he made you and Adeuce paint the roses but not out of malice towards you. He just wanted to stare at you.

Losing himself at your beauty that he actually forgot to ask you for a picture. He sulked in his room after that. He'll definetly ask for a picture the next time he sees you! But he's contemplating whether or not he posts it...

If you went to heartslabyul in promptness to help him, oh god he is over the mood by such a small act.

Just you and him, painting the roses away...

"Awww, so kind prefect-chan~"

While painting, he really enjoys how you're so cheerful and chatty. People like you are rare in NRC so you are very much a refreshment.

Getting too caught up on the conversation and admiring you, he yet again forgot to ask for a picture....

He was shocked when you were the one who asked him.

"Cater-senpai! We should take a picture, this was a very enjoyable day after all. This can be our first picture together! Make sure to send it to me though."

He was really happy that you were the on ethat proposed

Taking out his phone and posing you lraned in closer and did you own pose and smiled so brightly it was blinding.

Good Lord you were perfect....

𝐊𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐦 𝐀𝐥-𝐀𝐬𝐢𝐦

He audibly gasped when he saw you. Freezing in for a few moments with his mouth hanging

When you noticed and waved at him, it snapped him out of his trance and started waving back enthusiastically

When he got back at the dorm, he was shaking Jamil by his sleeve and kept asking, "Jamil! Did you see her? She looked soo pretty! Probably even prettier than Vil."

Jamil placed his hand Kalim's mouth and told him to never mention that around Vil...

After the party for the first years, he told Jamil that he also wanted to host you a party. But Jamil reminded him that you weren't a student so you must have been sent home.

Kalim was a little disapointed that he didn't manage to talk to you. But atleast he got a wave!

His eyes shinned so bright and was ecstatic when he saw you once again, raking the leaves at the courtyard.

''Ah! You're that girl from the orientation right? You should totally attend the party I'm hosting for you! What's the point of a party if you aren't there?''

Althought it was a bit off guarding, he said it so cheery and nice that you just have to return the same energy and manner

The students were blinded by the aura of cheeryness

From then on, he keeps giving you gifts and white flowers since quote on qoute, ''White flowers really suit you:> You look like an angel after all!''

Jamil now has to deal with two sunshines

𝐄𝐩𝐞𝐥 𝐅𝐞𝐥𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐫

He was in awe seeing you for the first time, which was being dragged back to the mirror chamber.

A part of him wished you were going to be sorted into Pomefiore and was disappointed that you weren't an actual student.

Given by fate, he was really flustered when he accidentaly bumped into you in the halls.

He was about yell but stopped when he saw your face.

When you confirmed it was alright with a bright smile on your face, he felt his face heat up.

''Ah! Ya dum' lil– ahh..?"

"... Are you okay? Sorry for that..''

After helping him pick up his books, he bid you farewell, hoping to see you again but didn't have the guts to say it yet.

𝐈𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐝

Epel would stumble over his words when he encounters you again. But after some time he'll get more comfortable and laugh with you about stuff.

He becomes self-conscious if you see him like how the other students do too. Weak and girly. But if not, shucks you're just making him fall harder

Finds it funny that you're prettier than Vil and Neige. Sometimes joke about Vil having another competition and got his ass in trouble.

He wasn't paying attention to who you were at the orientation since he was more focused on what's happening. Not until a rare day where he went out to get something from Sam's shop personally(via forced by Ortho)

You tapped his shoulder, asking him to reach something for you and when he turned around, half of his lower hair went pink. Short circuiting for a few momemnts before actually doing what you asked for.

The next time he's near you, he'd constantly be stuttering and at a loss for words in your presence

He'd struggle to make eye contact with you, unable to hold it for more than a second.

There's a very high chance that Idia will accidentally end up staring at them, which causes him to immediately go bright red. He'd then quickly look away and hope you didn't notice.

Whenever you compliment him or praise him, Idia becomes an absolute mess, struggling to form a cohesive sentence but also getting a lil bit smug.

It is near impossible for Idia to initiate a conversation out of nowhere- However, if he does, he would talk in gamer and if you don't understand it, he'd never talk to you again/hj

If the reader makes skin-contact with him- whether that be brushing his hand or just a simple pat on the shoulder, Idia will instantly go bright red and his hair will change into pink. God fobid anyone sees hum like that.

If you ever laugh at his jokes, he just loses it. The butterflies inside his stomach start going insane and he feels his knees become weak. Smiling like an idiot accomplishung an SSR achievment.

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I remember that you said that caffeine works differently on different monsters. What are those effects?

Warnings; different HAE AU species on caffeine

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For Idia and Ortho, caffeine reacts the same way it would for Humans; a good energy boost. Idia is already addicted to his caffeine sources. Ortho doesn't use caffeine that much.

For Rook, you've basically given him cocaine. He is jittery, sleepless, and spinning wild looking webs while obsessing over the shapes and colors of things. He reacts like a normal spider would with caffeine and becomes more than a little unhinged.

For Ace and Deuce, they become more energetic, hyper, and jumpy. They will jump up onto things moreso than they already do because the caffeine makes them want to be up high. They will also fight a lot more due to the energy boost.

For Malleus the caffeine soothes him and mellows him out. Much like giving caffeine to someone with ADHD, it helps him relax and focus more than it energizes him. He is a bit more punctual and time aware than usual when on caffeine.

Bat saliva alters the taste of coffee beans for others who consume it after a bat has gone after the coffee berries. For Lilia, it makes him much more snuggly and mellowed, similar to Malleus but a bit more energetic as well. He will not be sleeping for a few days, but he will be more cuddly instead of bouncing off the walls.

For Vil, Neige, Crowley, and Ambrose, caffeine is NOT good for them and can put them into a state of panic. It isn't as bad as giving a normal bird caffeine because they do consume caffeinated tea beverages (which usually kills the normal bird, so please don't give them coffee/teas), but it does make them freak out due to the increased heart-rate and panic in large doses. They can handle it, but react very negatively to large doses.

Similar to the Harpy and Siren fellas, caffeine in Trey and Riddle causes increased heart rate and even small body tremors when consumed in large amounts. Trey is more resistant to the caffeine due to also being an aquatic creature and using coffee beans in his baking, but it isn't great for him either. They will be shaking like Chihuahuas with large levels of caffeine and much faster to anger.

For Sebek it is akin to a swift kick in the butt and he likes the zoomies he gets as a result. He feels he can better serve Malleus by being caffeinated. Faster responses, focused attention, and the limitless feeling of energy. When he crashes, he crashes HARD and will pass out shortly after.

Silver gets serious zoomies on caffeine. Dilated pupils, jumping, leaping, running, rolling, bucking, laying on his back and squirming around while kicking his legs, it is an amusing affair and Lilia will lose his absolute shit watching Silver play around. Caffeine is kinda like cat-nip for Cervitaurs. Once it wears off, he will be dragging his hooves and pass out shortly after calming down. He will sleep deeply and be difficult to wake following a large dose of caffeinated zoomies.

Leona doesn't have much of any response to it. It's just another bitter drink to him and he doesn't get the hype surrounding it. He won't turn it down, but he isn't too enthused either.

Ruggie is bouncing off the walls and cackling for days without rest before he collapses and sleeps for 24 hours. Don't give Ruggie caffeine. You will have an energetic and exciteable Gnoll on your hands if you do. The zoomies are strong and the Gnoll is absolutely losing his mind. He thinks he is ascending, he is not. He is just dehydrated.

Epel can handle enough caffeine to kill a Human several times over and then some. He likes the caffeine since it helps keep pest insects away. He doesn't get a boost from it, but he still enjoys the pest repellent effect of it.

Cater doesn't have any effects from caffeine and has little interest in it. It does make the translucency of his skin a bit more opaque due to the dark color of most caffeinated liquids. He does get very thirsty following a large dose of caffeine, so he will spend the rest of the next few days drinking far too much water.

Kalim eats roasted coffee beans on the regular and likes the taste. It somewhat helps him focus, but has more of a mellowing effect to him like Lilia and Malleus. He can sleep just fine after several pounds of coffee beans. The Al-Asim family is notorious for their love off coffee beans and dark teas because they like the caffeine.

Much like spices, Jamil has very little reaction to caffeine unless in large amounts. He gets more paranoid when caffeinated but there isn't much response beyond that.

Jack can handle small amounts of caffeine but in a large amount it will likely give him a heart attack. He isn't overly interested in caffeine but can still consume small amounts with little response. The more he has, the faster his heart goes and can lead to seizures or death.

Jade and Floyd have mixed feelings about it. Jade loves the caffeinated teas he brews and will go out of his way to try other caffeinated beverages/foods. Floyd can focus 100% better with caffeine but feels like it is cheating to use caffeine because he wants to struggle and work at things, not just be given them when the fancy strikes. He is usually caffeinated for tests- Jade makes him consume it- but otherwise he has no interest.

Azul is a caffeine FIEND. Jade has to limit Azul's caffeine consumption because caffeine makes Azul both more active and more temperamental. Where he can write better contracts and write them faster- as well as increased ability to multitask- the caffeine will occasionally make him spasm and make his tentacles writhe wildly before relaxing again. He does get more agitated the more caffeine he has, so Jade is very used to Azul throwing a fit because the eel cut Azul off for the day. Jade is also quite used to ducking when Azul has too much caffeine and starts literally throwing things when the slightest inconveniences trigger him. He will sulk in his octopus pot when he is cut off for the day from caffeine. He also gets the munchies like nobody's business and will scarf food down when he is in one of his caffeine induced temper tantrums.

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i love your writing style smmm so could i request headcanons for ace (or any other charas if youd like ^^) reacting to a fem reader who usually wears really baggy outfits to hide the fact that theyre a girl and just generally doesnt really care too much if she looks presentable, suddenly getting dragged away and all dolled up because vil or someone sees their potential or just hates seeing them all disheveled. Would be really funny to see reader wearing clothes that shouldnt suit their usual messy but wearing clothes catered to their right gender just somehow compliments them in every way (maybe a little like haruhi from ouran lol)

Ace, Deuce reacting to a Glow Up

a/n: added deuce cause i can't separate adeuce, sorry for the long wait, i hope you like it <3

Ace Trappola

Ace isn’t the type to pay attention to small details, but when he sees you walking into the cafeteria all dolled up, he practically chokes on his drink. He does an actual spit-take, earning glares from everyone around him.

“Wait, what the—THAT’S the prefect?! No way! Did Vil brainwash you or something?”

True to form, Ace masks his flustered reaction with relentless teasing.

“Whoa, are you trying to get someone’s attention or what? Who’s the lucky guy, huh?”

But deep down, his brain is screaming, Oh no. They’re way too cute. Abort mission.

He cannot stop staring. He thinks he’s being subtle, but he’s absolutely not. Every time you look up, you catch him gawking at you from across the room. When you call him out on it, he quickly looks away and mutters, “W-What? No, I wasn’t staring. You’re imagining things.”

Ace keeps slipping up and saying things he doesn’t mean to out loud.

“I mean, you look… uh, decent, I guess.”

Five minutes later: “Okay, fine, you look great, but don’t let it go to your head!”

If anyone else compliments you, Ace suddenly gets super competitive.

“Oh, sure, they look good, but it’s not like that big of a deal. I mean, I’ve seen them in worse.”

He’s secretly seething every time someone even glances your way, but he plays it off with his usual cocky attitude.

He also starts overcompensating. Ace starts trying to act cooler around you to match your new look, which inevitably backfires. He’ll lean casually against a wall, trip over his own feet, and then pretend it didn’t happen.

“Yeah, uh… totally meant to do that. Just testing the floor’s stability.”

Despite all the teasing, Ace can’t help but soften a bit. He starts doing little things, like carrying your books or offering to help you with classwork (even though he’s probably worse at it than you are).

“What? I’m just being nice. Don’t read into it, okay?”

If you thank him or genuinely compliment him in return, Ace loses all composure.

“Y-Yeah, well, don’t get used to it! I’m not your servant or anything!”

Later, when he’s with Deuce and Grim, he won’t stop bringing up how “weird” it is to see you like this.

“It’s not that I care or anything, but like… did you see them? Who knew they could clean up like that? Crazy, right?”

Deuce, who has caught on, just side-eyes him. “Dude, you’re obsessed.”

One day, while you’re back in your baggy clothes, Ace blurts out:

“You know, you looked good all dressed up, but you’re fine like this too… Not like I care or anything!”

His face turns bright red, and he immediately backtracks, leaving you laughing at his expense.

In the Long Term:

He continues teasing you, but it’s lighter and less frequent, like he’s trying to cover up how much he actually liked seeing this new side of you.

Eventually, Ace becomes oddly protective of you when Vil tries to drag you off for another makeover. “Hey, leave them alone! They’re fine the way they are!”

He’ll never outright admit it, but your glow-up has him reevaluating his feelings—and now he’s in even deeper than before.

Deuce Spade

Deuce sees you walk into the cafeteria, and his entire brain just shuts down. He stops mid-bite of his lunch, fork suspended in the air, staring at you like he’s just seen a ghost.

“...Is that… the prefect?” he whispers, nearly dropping his plate.

Deuce attempts to act normal, but he’s about as subtle as a brick through a window.

“Oh, hey! You, uh, look different. I mean, not in a bad way! Like, uh, good different! Wait, not that you didn’t look good before! I mean—uh…”

Cue him tripping over his own feet while trying to keep up with you.

He genuinely believes Vil might’ve forced you into this makeover.

“Are you okay? Did Vil threaten you or something? Blink twice if you need help!”

When you laugh and explain it was more or less voluntary, Deuce blushes furiously and mutters, “Oh. Well, um… you look really nice.”

When other students start complimenting you, Deuce doesn’t know how to feel. On one hand, he’s proud that everyone is noticing how amazing you are. On the other, he’s irrationally annoyed by how much attention you’re getting.

“Yeah, yeah, they look great, okay? You don’t have to keep saying it!”

If anyone gets too bold with their compliments or tries to flirt with you, Deuce is immediately stepping in.

“Hey, back off! They don’t need your input!”

You have to gently remind him that people are just being nice.

No matter how hard he tries, Deuce keeps sneaking glances at you. When you catch him, he looks away so fast he almost gives himself whiplash.

“I wasn’t staring! I just… thought I saw something behind you!”

Deuce isn’t the smoothest when it comes to expressing his feelings, but he tries his best.

“You… you look amazing. Not that you didn’t before! But, uh, this is, like… wow. I’m gonna stop talking now.”

While Ace might tease you about your glow-up, Deuce’s first thought is whether or not you’re okay with all the attention.

"If you’re feeling uncomfortable or anything, just let me know, okay? I’ll tell everyone to back off.”

Deuce starts doing little things to make you smile, like grabbing extra napkins for you at lunch or awkwardly trying to help carry your things. He doesn’t even realize he’s doing it half the time.

Later that night, Deuce vents to Epel, pacing around the room.

“I mean, they’ve always been great, but now they look so… I don’t know! It’s distracting! What am I supposed to do, Epel?!”

Epel, munching on snacks, just rolls his eyes. “Wow, you’re hopeless.”

One day, when you’re back to your usual baggy clothes, Deuce finally works up the courage to say something genuine.

“You know, I thought you looked amazing all dressed up, but honestly? You don’t need all that. You’re already perfect the way you are.”

He says it so earnestly that you can’t help but smile, and his face immediately turns bright red. “I-I mean, uh, not perfect! I just—uh, never mind!”

In the Long Term:

Deuce continues to be your biggest supporter, quietly cheering you on from the sidelines while trying not to make his feelings too obvious.

He’s protective in the sweetest way, always ready to step in if Vil pushes you too hard or if anyone makes you uncomfortable.

Every once in a while, he’ll bring up how great you looked during your glow-up, but it’s always with a shy smile and a soft tone. It’s clear he liked it, but he also thinks you’re amazing just as you are.

Over time, Deuce starts to realize just how much he cares for you, and your glow-up only solidified what he was already feeling.

Masterlist

i didn't focus on the gender much but if that part is important let me know

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Heartslabyul: what makes you “the most beautiful being on earth” to him

HAHAH- I HAVE RETURNED (somewhat-) FROM THE DEAD >:DDDD

How long has it been?? Two years maybe?? Idfk, AND IDC IM BACK (for now-)

Ace Trappola

He thinks you’re the most beautiful being your laugh makes him laugh too.

Ace, as well all know, a bit of a clown, really. He likes doing stupid shit and making stupid jokes that really makes people crack up and laugh sometimes, intentionally or unintentionally.

But something about the way you laugh makes him laugh along. Like yeah, it was kinda stupid huh? But now he doesn’t have a reason to be annoyed or mad about it because you made it feel better. All because of the way you sound when you laugh to him (even when it’s a little gremlin laugh).

One time, he tripped over a pebble in the Heartslabyul rose garden, face first as he cursed slightly with a grouchy face. He was upset and annoyed at first, but then you laughed. Somehow… the fall from him tripping wasn’t so bad.

In fact, it made him think it was pretty funny (in a stupid way) as he slowly laugh along as he got up. He gently squished your cheeks in a teasing manner. “Alright, alright. You’re not telling anyone I tripped as stupid like that!” He huffed with smirk as you continued laughing gleefully.

He smiled softly, cheeks slightly warm as he looks at you. You’re everything he could ask for. <3

Deuce Spade

He thinks you’re the most beautiful being because of your patience and dedication to help him.

Deuce is… a bit dumb. Sometimes, not all the time. When he’s really trying his best to do math or stay awake during Trein’s classes and then wakes up to the end of it and realised he’s suddenly three chapters behind.

Coming to Ace or Grim for help is not the best, and Trey, Cater and Riddle make it feel like studying and asking for this kinda help is tiring and a bit demoralising sometimes despite his fierce determination.

But you… it’s a lot different. You’re so patient and dedicated to help him: using your free time to help him catch up when you could’ve just said no and enjoy your break, pulling all-nighters with him with snacks from Trey-senpai to keep awake and study with him, lending him your notes while helping him go through what he’s missed…

Deuce kinda feels bad for asking you for help. You’re always putting him before yourself that at one point of time he tried finding somebody else, only to realise that you genuinely like helping him which never fails to make his cheeks flushed and heart constrict. If you ever need help, you can count on him too, he’ll do his best for you! <3

Cater Diamond

He thinks you’re the most beautiful being because he can be “low energy” with you.

Cater’s always that chatty, social butterfly on Magicam and in real life, mostly when he’s in front of people.

But sometimes, he just wants to just stay low and not be that “hype man” people known him for and without them being disappointed when he’s not that.

When it comes to you, he can just be. It’s like you give of this welcoming and accepting presence and aura, that it makes he can just lie down with you on a beanbag in his room, being lowkey with his hair down, in normal, ugly home wear and he knows, you wouldn’t judge.

Cater likes a change of pace despite usually being so active, it’s just so he can chill and recharge.

He has his arms wrap around you, and for once, his phone is tucked away just for the moment. He rests his chin on your shoulder and sigh, grinning with content as he closes his eyes.

Yes… this is nice… <3

Trey Clover

He thinks you’re the most beautiful being to him is because he can be as playful as he wants.

His reason is practically the same as Cater’s but opposite: is that he always had to be that responsible, reliable, no-nonsense Vice Dorm Leader of Heartslabyul. Even when he’s mastered the arts of it, it can still be tiring.

But you help him get into his own true (somewhat) colours, whenever you’re alone with him in the kitchen, he lets his walls come down.

Trey’s actually a lot more mischievous and cheeky than he lets on: smearing frosting on your nose, pretending he’ll feed you a tart only to put it all in his mouth and watch you get all huffy, and when he’s really loose, has a bit of a flour fight with you.

It’s really a break for him, how you make him feel like he doesn’t need to be guarded, at least with you. He doesn’t need to be that picture perfect reputation he’s built and he could just be.

Although Trey still keeps himself level-headed and what not, he’ll slyly slip in a prank or two and knows you’ll do it back to him behind closed doors.

Trey has never smiled this much in a long while, be this loose in a long while… and it’s solely because of you. <3

Riddle Rosehearts

He thinks you’re the most beautiful being in the world because you make him experience what it’s like to have child-like joy.

For all his life, Riddle’s childhood was… not childhood. Being raised by his strict mother, his days, weeks, his whole life being planned and never allowed what he really wanted to do, Riddle’s life was undoubtedly quite pitiful and dull.

And that being said, him being a dorm leader and all makes him feel that he should live up to a prim and proper role model to his fellow dorm mates, forcing himself to be uptight and obey all the rules and never to play around.

Not to say, he foolishly does so but it’s also not fair for him to deprive himself like this.

And then you came along, and showed him a world where no matter what age you are, you can dream big, with your wildest imagination. He’s really only experienced that when he was a child when he played with Trey and Chenya before his mother found out and made it bitter.

Little by little, he took baby steps with you to slowly explore what was kept away from him: going to festivals with you, trying out food he’s never had before… it’s incredible, really, how much he doesn’t know when he felt like he should’ve much earlier.

It’s pure joy for him, and he has never been this happy before… he’s so glad you came to this world because you were the happiness he was searching for so long. <3

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I read this after taking nap

How would the monster men react to the human, after having a long day, just flops down on top of them and starts snoring? Who's staying absolutely still via cat rules, and who's kidnapping them to 'keep them safe'

warnings; yandere, yandere behavior, platonic and romantic yanderes, kidnapping, cat-napping rules

Ace is staying still and even grinning widely because the Human felt safe enough to fall asleep on him. He will be bragging and Heartslabyul students will be jealous.

Deuce goes completely quiet and still, not even able to enjoy the pride of being the chosen pillow for the napping Human because he is trying so hard to be a good pillow and not disturb the sleepy Human.

Cater is Making copies and going to coo over the sleepy Human, absolutely giddy with happiness at the coveted affection he is receiving from the Human.

Trey is chuckling gently, letting the Human lay across his back in complete safety. He will be removing his jacket to lay it over the Human so they have a bit more warmth. He will stay still up until late evening, where he will bring the Human to his dorm to sleep in his bed while he takes up the large couch in his room instead.

Riddle is bright red, almost panicking because he doesn't know what he is supposed to do once chosen as a sleeping spot for the Human. He will take his role very seriously and will glare daggers at anyone who tries to bother or disturb the Human in any capacity.

Jack can't keep his tail from wagging, but he is absolutely keeping guard and growling whenever anyone gets too close. He takes his guard dog duties very seriously.

Ruggie is joining for a full-on cuddle pile and will happily nap in the afternoon warmth with the Human. He may try to extort a bit more food from the Human for the service of being a good pillow, but he knows the Human will likely feed him anyway.

Leona is napping too. Odds are the Human came across the napping Lion, flopped down on him- which woke him up enough to see who it is- an then fell asleep. He isn't complaining, but he will grin pridefully and go back to his napping, one arm wrapped around the Human now.

Jade is taking the Human to his room and laying them down to sleep. He thinks it is precious and will sit there watching them snooze.

Floyd is 100% taking the human to his room or the Monstro Lounge to flaunt to both Azul and Jade that he was chosen as the Human's napping partner. They will be jealous.

Azul is completely conflicted. He will likely stay still while blushing a dark red, but he will desperately want the Human to be for his eyes only. He could move the Human in his aquatic form with his tentacles, but they will NOT stay in respectable places, so he refuses to use them despite how easy it would make things.

Jamil is smiling as he moves his coils under the Human in a better bed shape. He already guards Kalim's lamp while he sleeps and basks, he will afford that same protecting behavior to the Human. He is thrilled for the extra warmth.

Kalim is going to actually take the Human into his lamp. Jamil is going to panic and the Human will wake up to coils wrapped around them and Kalim who is trying to talk down a frantic Jamil.

Epel will use his vines to pull the Human up into the bows of any nearby tree and make them a hammock out of his vines. He will let them snooze while he flaunts the treasured attention of the Human and cuddle them.

Rook is beside himself with joy. The soft Human laying along his spider body and snuggling into the soft golden fur of his back. He is taking the Human to the nearest web he has around the school and making them a silk blanket from scratch. His hope is to have it done before the Human wakes, so he will be keeping guard in the web nearby.

Vil is taking the Human to his room and settling them in his bed. His crest will be up and he will be prancing as he gathers only his best trinkets around the bed for the Human to admire and praise when they wake up. He is absolutely posturing and trying to make himself seem like the ideal mate.

Ortho is giggling the entire time, happy the Human he is so intrigued by- and who he knows Idia has a crush on- napping on his shoulder. He will happily relax with the Human and monitor their heart-rate as they sleep, gathering data for his own curiosity.

Idia is deathly still. He knows the rules for when a pet sleeps on your lap, and he will be following those rules. It is one of the times that Idia's hair burns Magenta and forms little flame hearts as he holds the Human.

Sebek is stiffening and not moving no matter how long the Human naps. He will willingly ignore his needs so he doesn't disturb his lord's greatest treasure.

Silver is laying his blanket out across the Human and just continuing on with his day as the Human lays splayed out on his back. Lilia has done the same many times, so he will be happy to carry the Human around as they sleep and cuddle his fur.

Lilia is taking them up into the rafters and holding them with his wings as they sleep. He might hang them upside-down with him, he might just lay across the rafters with them across his body. Whatever he can do to keep the Human up and away from others.

Malleus is taking the Human to his nest in Diasomnia and entering his full Dragon form to wrap around the nest and shield his favorite treasure.

Trein is smiling in a humored way and letting the Human sleep, laying his jacket over their smaller form as Lucius curls up with the Human for a nap. He will be grading papers and other assignments while the Human sleeps.

Divus is thrilled and putting his fur coat over the Human as they sleep. It is a huge sign of trust for Selkies to trust anyone with their fur, and he is- more or less- marking the Human as his pup by sheltering them with his fur.

Crowley is just tickled pink! Usually he is loud and won't sit still, but he will quiet himself and take the Human to his nest to sleep. He will let the Human sleep in his nest while he sits at his desk and reviews the many grants he is being given for the caretaking of the Human. He adores that his baby chick is so trusting of him.

Vargas operates under the 'do not move' rule and will happily let the little calf sleep as he keeps guard. It is a very simple happiness and he is thrilled to be protecting the Human as any good steer would guard the calves of his herd.

Sam is amused as are his shadows. The darkness his body is constantly wrapped in makes a good nap-aid as it permeates the air and darkens the surrounding space for more peaceful rest.

Papa Hades is laying his mourning shawl over the Human and letting them rest, already well aware of any potential threat before it can get close to the Human or to him. Not many creatures are willing to fight someone with the reputation of a literal God, and those that are dumb enough to do it won't last long. Papa Hades figures that the Human wanted to rest in that spot, they should wake up in that spot. He does respect the daylights out of their own agency and ability to choose what they want.

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a painted white rose, still so red

in which ace has seen you in his dreams too many times.

SUMMARY: it should not be his unique magic at all. it couldn't be. for whatever sick joke this was, ace has come to known you before anything has happened. he swears he has been here before, said these same words, and moved through these same sequences. if such was true, then the last thing he would ever want to see was you entering diasomnia for lilia's party.

PAIRINGS: ace trappola x fem reader

WARNINGS: prefect dies multiple times, angst, time-loop au, book 7 spoilers

He swore that you were crushed under the Red Tyrant’s heels before his very eyes. 

Ace still remembers that image of your horror-stricken expression before it all went dark, the way your hand was outstretched to him in a desperate attempt to be saved. Of course, he does recall reaching out towards you as well, fingers barely touching as the splatter of ink splashed across his face. You couldn’t have known Riddle’s strength. After all, you did come from another world beyond the mirrors. If Ace hadn’t provoked him with that punch, maybe you would have lived then.

And yet, you sit across from him sipping tea beside the very queen that took your life. Both of you were laughing too, and whatever remnants of the tyrant remained in Riddle, were merely washed away. The scent of ink is gone from his nose, replaced by the faintest scent of cakes and teas. You were alive and well today, as you were yesterday, and the day before that.

“Ace?” 

He snapped out of his trance, only to meet your concerned gaze. You tilted your head at him with a small smile. “You’re going to spill your tea.” Alarmed by the sensation of hot droplets falling on his trousers, the redhead hissed and patted away the heat. Everything is alright once he sees your smile, followed by that mischievous gaze that you rarely held for him. You were always much more careful after all, it was no wonder that Ace and Deuce were often under your watch. Scowling at your amused smile, Ace ran a hand through his hair and reached out towards you, pinching your cheek slightly while Riddle was not looking. His spirits had returned as he heard a childish whine leave your lips, manifesting as a slight curl of his lip.

“Yeah, yeah. Kinda hard to laugh like that, don’t you think?” You pout at him and take a quick glance at Riddle, almost tempted to tattle until a hedgehog finds its way into your hands.

It was only a dream, and you were still there.

A few nights later, he dreamt of your sullen expression fading away into sand. Akin to a stone sculpture, your body was frozen in time. Save for your head, you glare at someone with utter defiance and anger. Your wrist clutched by a clawed figure, you screech and screech until your throat is reduced to dry particles that soon faded into the air. Ace couldn’t hear a single thing that was leaving your mouth, but he does watch as you face him with frightened eyes. Along with that dirty tornado behind you, you were no longer where you stood and Ace found himself screaming in the fray. How he wished that he had the power to knock that blotted lion into the dirt, make him know what it is like to disappear from existence with a single touch of a hand. Ace gets closer and closer, pen aimed at those white fangs until he is back in his room with sunlight blinding his sight.

All it took were a few minutes to call you, and find relief in the fact that you were in your potions class and he was late. It was only a dream, and you were only there.

There was a certain point when he had a certain feeling that told him to not associate with the Octanivelle Housewarden. Something very sinister was hiding underneath those piles of contracts sitting at his desk, and Great Sevens, did Ace regret ever signing those contracts. Hiding away his shame and that slight tinge of paranoia, he could only sheepishly smile at your disapproving expression when he comes to admit that he enlisted Azul's help to cheat for the upcoming exam. Everything should have been alright, and you would have saved the day with the wits that got you out of the toughest of spots.

But when Ace swears he heard your spine snap in two when Azul's tentacles had squeezed around you so tight, the world had ended then. You looked so peaceful with your head lulling with the water currents, eyes shut as if you were asleep. You wouldn't hear Ace's gurgling screech through the water anyways.

And yet, you did.

"Ace! Ace! Wake up!" A hand clutching at his chest, Ace staggered awake with a frightened expression. His vision began to unblur, returning him to Crewel's classroom, eyes fixated on him, and most importantly, a very irritated Crewel. "Napping again, are we, Trappola?" Ace couldn't even gather the nerve to give a witty retort as he faces you from across the room. Your expression held concern, even worry.

Gritting his teeth, the frazzled redhead stood from his desk, muttering an apology before he left the room. Later, he tells you to get out of his head with a slight shove before retreating to Heartslabyul.

Ace found it extremely difficult to look at the Octanivelle Housewarden in the eye without fighting the urge to lunge at him.

It was only a dream, and you were still here.

Sometimes, the daydreams invade Ace’s mind more than he would have liked. There are days when he pauses midconversation as pictures play out in his head. 

They are not always so frightening. Suddenly, he knows how to dance without ever having to practice. Who would’ve known that he was decent at singing too? No one recalls those nights spent in your dorm, that beautiful show put on with the help of the Pomefiore students. He knows that you spend some nights with the Prince of Briar Valley on the Ramshackle Dorm’s rooftop when the moon is out, but you never told him a thing about these escapades. He knows about the mouse in the mirror of your shared bedroom. He knows that you like to have your hand held when Grim is nowhere to be found. He knows your smile and laughter in ways that no other student did, only when they were directed at him. All these hints of knowledge, and yet he knew before you even told him about any of them.

For all that it was worth, it appeared that you weren’t the magicless student that everyone believed you to be.

And Ace wished that you were nothing more than a magicless student. If only you weren't so sacrificing and kind to him, to Deuce, to Riddle, to almost every single person you have met. Stupid prefect, why can't you just save yourself instead of trying to save others?

He ponders on the question as he stares at your bored expression, fixated on the rackety ceiling of the Ramshackle dorm. Ace finds himself on one side of your creaking mattress, digging crescent marks onto his skin. Grim's snores were far away onto that little loveseat, and Ace knows that he won't be waking from his deep slumber. His heart ached and hung desperately from his ribcage as he watched you shift and sigh.

Ace feared that if he dreamed, it would be of nothing good.

"Ace, you're weirding me out." With a confused blink, Ace furrowed his eyebrows as you turned to face him with a concerned expression. "I know that the winter break is coming up, but don't you think you're acting a bit too clingy?"

"—ack!?" Choking on air, Ace's eyes widened at your accusation before he sat up, misplaced offense written all over his face. You continued to stare at him, seemingly unfazed by the thought. "You are acting clingy! You've been coming over for the past three weeks, and Riddle tells me that you haven't done anything to avoid your own dorm as of late."

Finally, both of you are seated upwards. You couldn't help but feel his leg align next to yours, his foot subconsciously playing with your own. Ace does everything he could to avoid looking you in the eye, prompting himself to turn away with a bitten lip. "I'm not being clingy. Don't get your hopes so high, prefect." You don't react to the way he spits out those words in such an abrasive tone. Instead you smirk at him, shaking your head as you lightly knocked your head against the wall.

"Aww, are you going to miss me when you go back home? I didn't know you cared about me that much, Ace."

"I don't! Shut up!" Ace's shout was shrunken down to a whisper as you both eyed Grim who happened to stir in his sleep. With a strained sigh, Ace scowled and nudged your shoulder with a harsh finger. "You don't get it, prefect. This is your fault." He clenched his jaw at the way you looked at him with such offense, but yet so softly as if you understood. "How is this my fault? I don't remember asking you to be my shadow." You whispered. Ace hates how he knows that you're smiling despite how dark it is. He has seen that smile and heard that voice together in those false memories that haunt him at night.

Clicking his tongue, Ace yanked your shoulder downwards back to the mattress. Forcibly tucking the blanket in, he sneered at you in annoyance. "You can't talk. You're the one talking to a weird stranger in the middle of the night. If Deuce and I never caught him that one time—" He paused and sighed before cutting that conversation short. Cheeks dusted pink, he grabbed the blankets and turned his back on your figure.

"Forget it. I'm gonna tap out now."

Ace is grateful that you never push him too much whenever he acted out like this. You do ask, and share your curiosities from time to time, often asking 'why'. This was an occurrence in which you let him be, only letting out that hum he had grown so accustomed to hearing in the day and night.

Feeling your calf brush against his, Ace stilled as his heart was flooded with relief and embarrassment. He shouldn't be thinking much about the idea of sharing a bed with you. It's no different from sharing a bed with a friend. No one can tell him why he feels both erratic and at peace when he feels your warm skin against his. He hates it. He hates every single bit of it. He hates you. He hates how you haunt his dreams. He hates how you haunt him in the day. He hates how you can never leave his head, and hates that—

"Ace?" His heart clenches once more at your sleepy murmur. He has yet to turn around and face you. "Yeah?"

"Thanks for keeping me company, but I can take care of myself! I can handle everything."

Of course, you could handle everything. Who do you think protects you? Who do you think has this weird ability to see the future and fix it before it ever happens?!

Ace remains silent, staring into the shadows as he attempted to force himself to sleep. Everything would be fine tonight. He won't let anything happen to you, not while you continue to haunt his dreams.

That night, he dances into a poisonous fog and with a prefect decaying in his arms.

That morning, he wakes up holding you a bit closer than he would've wanted to. It is only a dream, and you are still here.

It was snowing when he finally questions why he cared so much.

He should have trusted his gut when something was screaming at him to stay. He should have known something was wrong when all he dreamt of was sand piling up in a container.

Stay.

Stay.

Stay.

Perhaps if he dreamt a bit longer while he was at the college, it might have been enough to make him stay. Only when he was thousands of kilometers away from you, did he finally get the final piece of those dreams of sand.

He prays to the Seven that this was not a cruel joke. You only ever seem to die right in front of him in his dreams. By this point, he believes you are in Scarabia and he wants nothing more than to knock that vice-housewarden down to a peg. At least, that is what he tells himself.

Ace would not be able to handle the idea of you being buried alive in sand.

He still cannot stomach the thought, even now as you fidget on the bench. You are seated closely to him, thick puffy jackets touching as snow continued to flutter down. Deuce had taken Grim to the cafeteria to fill their stomachs. You did not expect Ace to tell you to follow him. Of all the things he could have said, "We need to talk," was the last thing you ever imagined him saying.

Your cheeks are flushed pink, and you cannot tell whether it is because of the weather or if it was over your own thoughts. Ace is too quiet, and just as always, he was avoiding eye contact with you again.

"How is your arm?"

"My arm is doing better. Jamil's overblot episode left a bit of a bruise, but other than that, it's healing."

"That's good."

Silence once more fills the air, save for the winds rustling through the pine trees and the sound of Ace's sharp breaths. You could only watch as his blank expression warps into one of heartbreak as he continued to stare blankly into the distance. His breath continues to shudder and hitch, and you swear it is anxiety as he begins to wince and whimper.

And suddenly, he blinks and he returns to you.

Whatever bravado he had in confronting you was broken down. Your heart ached at Ace's pained expression as he faced you. With a quick shake of his head, he rose to his feet and began walking away.

Concerned, you returned on your feet and gave chase as his steps hastened. "Ace, what's wrong?!" He cannot bear to hear you. He should have found relief in hearing your voice, but he doesn't want to hear. He needs you out of his head, out of his mind, and out of his head. He needs you close, in sight, in his ears, in his mind, and in his heart where he can lock you away forever.

"Ace, wait!" You panted out, reaching your hand out to grab at his scarf. Instead, all you feel is the slip of your toes against ice and you could only prepare to hit those cold shards on the ground— but you don't.

Cold calloused hands grip tightly onto your elbows, keeping you upright as you struggle to regain footing. As you allowed your pounding heart to calm in your chest, you catch a glimpse of Ace's angered expression. "Prefect, you need to be careful!" To your own surprise, your eyes flare with defiance as you pulled yourself out of his grip. "Okay, what's the matter with you, Ace? You've been acting weird since the start of the year." Eyebrows furrowed, you crossed your arms and gritted your teeth. "I think you're being too much. I'm not some glass figure that breaks so easily."

Something inside Ace snaps. In his frustration, his hands lunge out for you once more. Fingers were tightly latched against your elbow, not too harshly, however. He leans in closely to your face, red with exhaustion and exasperation. "Prefect, are you dumb?! This is the fourth overblot you survived and you still think you're invincible?!" Before you could reply, Ace let out a frustrated groan in an attempt to silence you. "What makes you think you can survive a fifth, sixth, or seventh?"

You paused, almost shocked by how Ace's voice seemed to crack at the end of his sentence. Only then, finally you listen and you still. Ace remained fixated on your face, torn between his angered expression and one of heartbreak.

Without warning, his arms wrapped themselves around your body. One arm across your shoulders, the other around your waist, and it is his head that is laid on your shoulder. You couldn’t see his obscured expression this way, but judging by the quietness in his voice, it was anything but insincere. “We can run away. We still have time to run before we even get those invitations to that Diasomnia farewell party.” He takes a moment to realize that he did sound insane. Perhaps you simply thought that this was just another one of his spontaneous ideas for mischief, evoking a dry sigh from your lips. Did you even understand what he was trying to tell you? Deep down, however, the rare gentleness in his tone told you otherwise.

“Ace, what are you—”

You felt his grip on you tighten, seemingly afraid of letting you go in fear that he will never have this chance again. In your melancholy, your hands hesitantly crept up to his forearm, squeezing weakly. “If we get Deuce in on this too, we can take those blastcycles and get the hell out of this island. You won’t have to deal with another Overblot ever again.”

And Ace knows that happy endings exist, and they are not obtained without sacrifice. He thinks about the many times you had to sacrifice your life for even a page of that hopeful fantasy that nobody dies, and it nearly breaks him. The boy didn’t want to think any further of how much more you will have to suffer these mundane motions to achieve the ending you wanted. He had only half a mind with not enough memories to make clear judgements, and yet—

“Ace,”

Had it not been for his attempts to keep himself from caving into his emotions, he would have begged and pleaded at your feet. Even so, he was thankful that the snow continued to fall violently to obscure your vision. You did not have to look at him to know what pained him, however.

He hates the way you hum so nonchalantly, betraying all the other versions of you that have died before his eyes, betraying the seemingly hundreds of you that never woke up from that sleeping spell. Ace already knows you are smiling, just as you have in his dreams. It is that damn smile that kills him.

It was that stupid smile of yours that screamed of nothing but acceptance.

“Don’t you think we’ve already tried that before?”

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As Malleus lulls the school to sleep, Ace makes an effort to crawl to your resting body. He fights and fights against the inevitable spell, taking the time to glare at the stunned fae as he pulls himself on the carpet with his nails, all to reach you. Ace never stops glaring as he curls himself against your back, holding you so close to him. Just as sleep finally took over, he buried himself into your hair, the loveliest place to die.

He wonders if you are dreaming right now.

Ace wonders if he ever gets to rescue you in your dreams, as he regrets he could not rescue you from this one.

[rea-crx]

Imagine having mc take care of dorm leaders that turned into animals like riddle a hedgehog, leona a lion, Azul a octopus, kalim an otter, vil would definitely be a peacock, idia would be a cat, and lastly malleus a dragon. They would definitely turned into animals due to some spell and I mean imagine seeing a huge dragon outside the ramshackle dorm, it would be really shocking and funny at the same time. 😆

Zoo Tycoon: Housewarden Edition

In which they accidentally turn into animals.

a/n: i started vibrating the minute I saw this because that's such a cute concept and I have no self control so here we go

Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle turning into a hedgehog was not on your to-do list today. But alas, here you were, holding a furious, tomato-colored hedgehog that refused to be handled by anyone but you.

“Aw, look at his little face!” Ace cooed, leaning in way too close.

Riddle puffed up, his tiny spines bristling in pure indignation. You could practically feel the how dare you emanating from his quivering form.

Deuce, ever the voice of concern, scratched his head. “What do we do now? Can he… even turn back?”

Ace smirked. “Maybe we just keep him like this. He’s a lot cuter when he can’t yell at us.”

Riddle launched himself at Ace’s hand, delivering a swift poke with his needle-sharp snout. Ace yelped, flailing backward dramatically. “Okay, okay! Geez, he’s still scary even like this.”

You cradled Riddle closer to your chest, where he settled down, still glaring daggers at the others. Somehow, he was perfectly content in your hands, even though he practically vibrated with rage whenever anyone else got near.

As the day went on, Riddle’s hedgehog antics only grew.

At lunch, he sat on your lap, sniffing your sandwich like a tiny food inspector. “You want a bite?” you teased, holding out a crumb.

His tiny paw batted it away with a disdainful look. Well, as disdainful as a hedgehog could manage. He turned his head toward the teapot, making his intentions very clear.

“Oh, of course. Tea for the hedgehog,” Ace snorted. “This is getting ridiculous.”

Later, in the library, Riddle climbed onto your textbook, curling up into a spiky ball to block your reading. You tried to nudge him gently. “Riddle, I need to study.”

He uncurled just enough to glare at you, his beady eyes burning with absolute authority. Message received: study time was over.

By nightfall, you were exhausted. Riddle was perched on a pillow next to you, looking surprisingly regal for a tiny woodland creature.

“Alright, Your Majesty,” you said, rubbing your temples. “How do we turn you back? Should we call Professor Crewel? Or maybe Professor Trein?”

Riddle chirped in protest, clearly not a fan of either option.

Deuce had another bright idea. “What if it’s, like, a true love’s kiss thing? Isn’t that how these fairy tale curses usually work?”

You rolled your eyes. “That’s ridiculous.”

But Riddle fixed you with a surprisingly intense hedgehog stare, his little nose twitching.

“Wait, are you… agreeing?” you asked, mildly horrified.

Ace snickered. “Do it. Kiss the hedgehog. For science.”

After much internal debate (and external heckling), you sighed and leaned down to press a soft kiss to Riddle’s tiny forehead.

There was a burst of light, and suddenly, you were nose-to-nose with a very human, very flustered Riddle Rosehearts.

He scrambled backward, covering his face with his hands. “W-well, that was… unexpected.”

“Unexpected?” you echoed. “You asked for it!”

Ace howled with laughter in the background. “So it was true love’s kiss! You two are so gross!”

Riddle glared at him, but his ears were still bright red as he turned to you. “I suppose… I owe you my gratitude. And, um…” He cleared his throat, fidgeting. “Would you—if it’s not too much trouble—consider going out with me?”

You blinked. “Wait, you’re asking me out now?”

Riddle crossed his arms. “You did kiss me. It’s only proper!”

You laughed, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. “Sure, Hedgehog Prince. Let’s go on a date.”

Riddle muttered something about proper decorum, but his small smile said he wasn’t too upset about it.

Leona Kingscholar

Leona turning into an actual lion wasn’t even the weirdest thing that had happened this week, but it was definitely in the top five.

“C’mon, Prefect.” Ruggie grinned as he all but shoved you into Leona’s room, slamming the door behind you before you could protest. “I got stuff to do, and someone’s gotta deal with him. He only listens to you anyway!”

You turned to find Leona—the lion version—lounging on his bed like the world’s crankiest housecat. His massive paws stretched lazily, his eyes locking onto you with the unmistakable air of finally, someone competent.

“Uh, hi, Leona,” you ventured, waving awkwardly.

He grumbled, a low rumble of approval that shook the floorboards, and flicked his tail in a way that said, Don’t leave.

It became clear very quickly that Lion Leona was just as much of a diva as Human Leona.

First, he refused to eat the steak that Ruggie brought him, pawing at it disdainfully until you had to personally cut it into perfect bite-sized pieces. He made a satisfied grunt after his meal, flopping down at your feet like you were the royal food taster he’d personally hired.

Then, there was the grooming incident.

“Leona, you have something stuck in your mane,” you said, pointing to a suspicious tangle.

He gave you a look that said, And?

Sighing, you grabbed a brush and carefully worked out the knot. To your shock, Leona let out a rumble that sounded suspiciously similar to a purr.

“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”

He blinked slowly, the feline equivalent of a smirk.

Ruggie, ever the opportunist, couldn’t resist stopping by to witness the chaos.

“Wow, Prefect, he’s basically a giant kitten with you around,” Ruggie teased, leaning against the doorframe.

Leona growled, a low warning rumble that sent Ruggie scurrying back. “Okay, okay! Sheesh, no need to get territorial. Have fun babysitting!”

You sighed, scratching behind Leona’s ears. “You’re really not helping my case, y’know.”

Leona just huffed and leaned into your touch, clearly unbothered.

By the end of the day, you were sprawled on the bed next to Leona, who was taking up approximately 80% of the mattress.

“You’re kinda cute like this,” you admitted, running your fingers through his mane. “Not that you’re not cute normally, but… y’know. Less grumpy.”

He gave you a look that somehow conveyed I am never not grumpy.

Feeling bold (and maybe a little delirious from exhaustion), you leaned down and pressed a quick kiss to his forehead.

There was a sudden, blinding flash of light, and before you could process what was happening, Leona was back in his human form, lounging beside you with his trademark smirk.

“Well, well,” he drawled, propping himself up on one elbow. “Didn’t know you felt that way, herbivore.”

You spluttered. “I—what—this was true love’s kiss?! That’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever—”

He leaned closer, cutting off your rant with a low chuckle. “Guess that means you’re stuck with me now. So… dinner? Or are you gonna keep brushing my hair all night?”

Your brain short-circuited, but you managed a weak, “Dinner sounds good.”

Leona smirked, clearly pleased with himself. “Smart choice.”

From outside, Ruggie’s muffled voice shouted, “Hey, did it work? Can I come back now, or is he still a murder machine?”

Leona groaned, dragging a hand down his face. “Sevens, someone muzzle that guy.”

You couldn’t help but laugh, leaning into Leona’s side. Maybe being stuck with him wasn’t such a bad deal after all.

Azul Ashengrotto

To be fair, you weren’t exactly surprised when Jade and Floyd ambushed you outside Mostro Lounge. Their grins alone screamed mischief.

“Shrimpy~,” Floyd sing-songed, grabbing you by the arm. “C’mon, we need your help.”

“Azul’s having a little… situation,” Jade added with a cryptic smile. “And we think you’re the only one who can help.”

Before you could protest, you were unceremoniously dragged into Mostro Lounge, through a hidden door, and deposited in front of a massive aquarium. Inside was—

“Is that an octopus?” you asked, squinting.

The octopus—no, wait, Azul—floated pathetically in the corner, looking as done with life as an eight-legged creature could manage.

“Yep,” Floyd said cheerfully. “Boss turned himself into an octopus. Wouldn’t let anyone near him, though, so…”

Jade handed you a bottle filled with suspiciously glowing liquid. “Breathing potion. You’re going in.”

“Excuse me?!”

Before you could escape, Floyd picked you up like a sack of potatoes and dumped you into the tank.

You flailed briefly, realizing the potion worked—thank Sevens—but also realizing you were now face-to-face with Octopus Azul.

“Uh, hi?” you ventured, swimming awkwardly closer.

Azul didn’t respond, but one of his tentacles twitched and pointedly smacked the glass. You got the impression he was saying Why me?

“It’s not like I asked for this, y’know!” you huffed, crossing your arms. “Your goons threw me in here!”

Azul floated closer, his large, round eyes narrowing as if to say Yes, and they will pay.

It didn’t take long for Azul to warm up to you, mostly because he realized you weren’t leaving.

“Are you sulking?” you teased after his sixth dramatic float to the other side of the tank.

A tentacle flicked water in your direction, splashing you.

“Hey!” You swam closer and poked him on the head. “Don’t be such a baby.”

Azul responded by curling a tentacle around your wrist, pulling you closer.

“Okay, fine, you’re cute,” you muttered, patting his squishy head. “There, happy?”

Azul’s tentacles tightened slightly, and you were 90% sure he was smug about it.

After what felt like hours of tentacle shenanigans (including one terrifying moment where Azul tried to steal your potion bottle), you sighed.

“You’re lucky you’re adorable,” you said, booping his forehead.

Azul blinked at you, his gaze softer than usual. He looked so pitiful and huggable that, without thinking, you leaned in and pressed a quick kiss to his forehead.

There was a bright flash, and suddenly you were face-to-face with human Azul, who was sitting awkwardly in the shallow end of the tank, his face as red as a lobster.

“W-What did you just—”

“Oh my Sevens, you’re back!” you interrupted, relief washing over you. “Thank goodness, I thought I’d have to live in here forever!”

Azul cleared his throat, clearly flustered. “I—thank you. For… that.”

“No problem,” you said breezily, though your face felt like it was on fire.

Azul hesitated, fiddling with his glasses. “Would you, ah, perhaps… accompany me to dinner? As a token of gratitude, of course!”

“Sure,” you said, smiling. “But only if you promise to stop turning yourself into an octopus.”

He flushed even deeper, complaining something about “unavoidable circumstances,” but you couldn’t help laughing. Maybe dating an occasionally-octopus Azul wouldn’t be so bad.

From outside the tank, Floyd’s voice rang out: “Aww, Boss finally grew a backbone! Way to go, Shrimpy!”

Azul groaned, covering his face with his hands. “I’m never hearing the end of this.”

You patted his shoulder. “Welcome to my life.”

Kalim Al-Asim

You really should have known something was wrong when Jamil showed up at your doorstep, eyes bloodshot and twitching slightly.

“I need your help,” he said, and those four words alone should’ve been your cue to lock the door and pretend you weren’t home.

But you didn’t, and that’s how you ended up sitting in Kalim’s opulent room, staring at a very excited otter splashing around in a gold-lined kiddie pool.

“You’re telling me Kalim turned himself into this?” you asked, pointing at the small, slippery creature currently attempting to roll onto his back and failing.

“Yes,” Jamil said, deadpan, rubbing his temples. “And he refuses to let anyone near him. Except apparently you.”

Kalim—the otter—perked up at the sound of your voice, flipping over and waddling toward you. He made a happy chirping sound before flopping dramatically onto your lap, his tiny paws grabbing at your shirt.

“See?” Jamil muttered, folding his arms. “This is why you’re staying here. I can’t deal with this anymore.”

Kalim was, to put it mildly, a handful.

One moment, he was contentedly snuggling in your lap, and the next, he was zooming across the floor, knocking over priceless vases and dragging an entire silk curtain into his pool.

“Uh, Kalim?” you called, watching as he tried to balance a sparkling golden spoon on his nose. “Maybe we don’t need to destroy the room?”

Kalim chirped in protest, clearly having the time of his life. He then waddled over to you, clutching the spoon like it was a treasure, and deposited it in your lap with a proud squeak.

“Well, at least he’s sharing,” you muttered, patting his head.

From the corner, Jamil was silently mouthing “thank you” over and over like a man who had just been freed from a lifetime of torment.

Kalim’s kiddie pool was more like a miniature lagoon, complete with floating toys and what looked suspiciously like a jewel-encrusted raft.

At some point, Kalim decided it would be fun to drag you into the water.

“Hey—wait, no!” you yelped as his surprisingly strong little paws grabbed at your sleeve, pulling you toward the pool. “I’m not getting in there!”

Kalim chirped insistently, his big otter eyes boring into your soul.

“Oh, come on,” you groaned. “Don’t give me that look.”

He gave you the look.

Five minutes later, you were sitting in the pool, soaked and glaring at Jamil, who was clearly struggling not to laugh.

“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” you snapped.

“Immensely,” Jamil said, smirking.

After hours of otter chaos—during which Kalim managed to steal your shoe, splash water in your face, and attempt to juggle three golden coins—you finally sat back with a sigh.

“You’re lucky you’re cute,” you muttered, patting his head as he snuggled against you.

Kalim let out a happy chirp, his little paws clutching your hand. He looked so ridiculously adorable that, without thinking, you leaned down and pressed a quick kiss to his forehead.

There was a sudden burst of light, and when you opened your eyes, Kalim was sitting in front of you, back to his usual self—though still dripping wet and grinning ear to ear.

“You kissed me!” he exclaimed, his face lighting up like the sun.

“I—uh—well,” you stammered, your face heating up.

“Does this mean you like me?” he asked, tilting his head with an innocent smile.

Before you could respond, Jamil groaned from the corner. “Sevens, just ask them out already.”

Kalim turned to you, his grin widening. “Will you go out with me?”

You blinked at him, still processing the fact that you had just kissed an otter-turned-human. But then you smiled, nodding.

“Sure, Kalim.”

Kalim cheered, pulling you into a hug that nearly knocked you over. Meanwhile, Jamil sighed in relief, celebrating about finally getting some peace and quiet.

From the doorway, a passing student peeked in, took one look at the drenched mess of a room, and decided it was better not to ask.

Vil Schoenheit

The day Vil Schoenheit turned into a peacock was the day you realized that your life at NRC was destined to never be normal.

“I don’t know how it happened!” Epel blurted, waving his hands in panic. “One second he was lecturing me about my skincare routine, and the next—poof! Peacock!”

“Of course, he’s a peacock,” you muttered, staring at the magnificent bird perched on the Pomefiore chaise lounge. The peacock in question—Vil—looked at you with a familiar haughty glare, which was impressive considering he now had beady bird eyes.

From the very beginning, Vil made it clear that he refused to be handled by anyone except you.

When Rook tried to approach him with a soothing poem about the beauty of nature, Vil screeched so loudly it sent even the huntsman scrambling.

When Epel tried to shoo him toward the door, Vil flared his tail feathers in a display so intimidating that Epel backed away, muttering, “This is worse than when he makes me wear lip gloss.”

But when you stepped forward, Vil immediately strutted over, his glossy feathers shimmering under the light. He circled you once before settling at your feet, letting out a dignified coo.

“Well, at least someone likes me,” you muttered, kneeling down to pat his head.

Vil preened under your touch, looking every bit the diva he was even in bird form.

Life with peacock Vil was… an adventure.

For one, he refused to eat anything that wasn’t served on fine china.

“Are you serious?” you asked, holding up a bowl of birdseed.

Vil turned his head away with a disdainful chirp, his tail feathers twitching in annoyance.

“Fine,” you groaned, dumping the seed onto a porcelain plate. “Happy now?”

Vil cooed in approval, delicately pecking at the food like it was a Michelin-star meal.

Then there was the incident with the mirror.

You found him perched in front of the Pomefiore vanity, admiring his reflection with an intensity that could only be described as borderline obsessive.

“You’re really leaning into the peacock thing, huh?” you teased.

Vil shot you a look that screamed How dare you, you pleb? before returning to his reflection, fluffing his feathers dramatically.

After a few days of peacock antics—including Vil refusing to let Epel touch his feathers (Glaring at him like he was screaming "He’s going to ruin them!”) and scaring off an unfortunate group of first-years with his aggressive tail display—you decided enough was enough.

“Alright, Vil,” you said, sitting down beside him. “We need to figure out how to fix this.”

Vil cooed softly, nuzzling against your hand.

You stared at him, your heart melting a little. He was undeniably cute in his current form, but you missed the human Vil—the one who could scold you for slouching and deliver a flawless monologue at the drop of a hat.

Without thinking, you leaned down and pressed a quick kiss to his feathered head.

There was a blinding flash of light, and suddenly, you were no longer holding a peacock but a very human—and very flustered—Vil Schoenheit.

“You… kissed me,” he said, his cheeks turning an uncharacteristic shade of pink.

“I—uh—well, you were cute?” you offered weakly.

Vil blinked at you, his usual composure slipping as he processed your words. Then, to your surprise, a small smile tugged at his lips.

“Perhaps we should make this official,” he said smoothly, though the faint blush on his face betrayed his nerves. “Would you like to go out with me?”

You stared at him, your brain short-circuiting for a moment. Then, you smiled, nodding.

“Yeah, I’d like that.”

Vil’s smile widened, and for the first time since he’d turned back, you saw the confident, radiant Vil you knew and admired.

From the doorway, Rook peeked in, his eyes sparkling with delight. “Ah, the beauty of true love!”

Epel groaned, muttering, “This is the weirdest dorm ever.”

Idia Shroud

The day you were unceremoniously dragged into Idia’s room by Ortho, you knew something was amiss.

Ortho clasped his hands together as you stumbled inside. "Please take good care of Big Brother!"

“Wait, what?” you started, but Ortho was already zooming out the door, leaving you alone in the darkened chaos that was Idia’s sanctuary.

And there, sitting in the middle of the room on a glowing gaming chair, was a cat.

A very grumpy-looking cat with blue flame-like fur tips and unmistakable, judgmental yellow eyes.

“Idia?” you whispered, staring at the cat.

The cat hissed—its ears flat against its head. Yep, that was definitely Idia.

"Ortho wasn’t joking…" you muttered, inching closer.

Idia-the-cat glared at you, his tail swishing like a disapproving metronome. But as soon as you reached out a cautious hand, he hesitated before begrudgingly letting you scratch behind his ears.

He let out the tiniest, most reluctant purr.

“Oh my god,” you whispered, your grin growing. “You’re so cute like this.”

The purring immediately stopped, and Idia swatted your hand away with a mortified meow that screamed, Don’t push it.

It didn’t take long for you to realize Idia-the-cat was just as much of a shut-in as his human counterpart.

When you tried to offer him some cat toys Ortho had left behind, he ignored them completely—until you dangled a toy shaped like a gaming controller.

Then, he lunged at it with surprising ferocity, claws out and eyes gleaming with an intensity that said, This is serious business.

You had to stop him from knocking over his prized figurines while he chased the toy across the room.

“Idia, stop! That’s a limited edition!” you cried, diving to save a teetering anime girl statue.

Idia froze mid-pounce, his tail twitching guiltily.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought,” you said, setting the figure back on its shelf. “You’re worse than Grim.”

Idia meowed in protest, and you could swear he was rolling his eyes.

After a few hours of babysitting Cat Idia—during which he refused to eat anything but snacks from his secret stash and managed to trap himself inside a VR headset—you were completely exhausted.

You flopped onto his bed, sighing. “Idia, you're my friend, but you’re so much work.”

The cat jumped up beside you, curling into a surprisingly neat ball. His flame-like fur glowed softly in the dim light, and for a moment, he actually looked peaceful.

Unable to resist, you leaned over and pressed a quick kiss to his head.

There was a sudden flash of blue light, and you yelped as a very human—and very embarrassed—Idia Shroud appeared beside you.

“W-What just happened?!” he stammered, his face as red as his fiery hair tips.

You blinked at him, your brain struggling to reboot. “Uh… I think true love’s kiss broke the curse?”

Idia froze, his expression cycling between mortified and completely panicked.

“Wait, d-does that mean you… like me?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. “Because if you don’t, I-I’m just gonna go dig my own grave now—”

You cut him off with a laugh, your cheeks burning. “Yeah, I like you, you dummy.”

Idia stared at you, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. Then, after a moment, he managed a small, shy smile.

“I… like you too,” he mumbled, fiddling with a lock of his hair. “So, uh… do you maybe wanna… go out? Like, on a d-date or something?”

Your heart did a little flip. “I’d love that.”

From the doorway, Ortho peeked in, his face lighting up. “Brother, I knew you could do it! This is the best day ever!”

Idia groaned, burying his face in his hands. “Ortho, please!”

But despite his embarrassment, he couldn’t stop the small smile that lingered on his lips.

Malleus Draconia

The day began like any other—except for the part where a massive dragon blocked the sunrise by parking itself right outside your window.

You blinked blearily, rubbing your eyes. Surely, this was a dream.

Then you heard an enthusiastic voice from below. "Good morning! Do you like your new dragon?"

You leaned out the window to see none other than Lilia Vanrouge, waving up at you with far too much cheer for this absurd situation. Beside him, Sebek was on his knees, his fists clenched, eyes practically bleeding tears of devotion—or frustration. Hard to tell with Sebek.

“Lilia,” you called down, “what the hell is that?” You pointed at the dragon, who was now looking at you with suspiciously familiar glowing green eyes.

“Oh, that’s Malleus!” Lilia replied, as though this was completely normal. “He seems to have had a little… magical mishap.”

“MISTAKE OF FATE, NOT A MISHAP!” Sebek roared, glaring up at you like it was somehow your fault. “AND THE YOUNG MASTER HAS CHOSEN YOU TO TEND TO HIS NOBLE FORM!”

You stared at the dragon—Malleus—again. His enormous tail thudded against the ground in what you could only assume was agreement.

“...You’ve got to be kidding me.”

After some coaxing (read: being dragged out by Sebek while you were still in your pajamas), you found yourself face-to-face with Dragon Malleus.

He lowered his massive head toward you, his glowing eyes narrowing in what you could only describe as smugness. When you hesitated, he huffed, a cloud of warm smoke billowing over you.

“Okay, okay, I get it! You want attention,” you grumbled, reaching up to pat his snout.

The dragon let out a low rumble of approval, curling his tail protectively around you.

Sebek sobbed dramatically in the background. “TO THINK THE YOUNG MASTER TRUSTS YOU ABOVE ALL OTHERS! IT IS BOTH AN HONOR AND A TRAVESTY!”

“Sebek, for the love of the Seven, stop yelling,” you snapped. “I already have a headache.”

Lilia chuckled from his perch on a nearby tree. “Oh, this is delightful. I wonder if I should be worried for you or amused by Malleus’s possessiveness.”

Dragon Malleus growled at Lilia, his tail sweeping protectively in front of you like a giant scaly barrier.

“Noted, noted!” Lilia said with a laugh, holding up his hands.

After a day of being followed around by a giant dragon who wouldn’t let you out of his sight (and growled at anyone who dared approach), you were officially at your wit’s end.

“Malleus,” you said, crossing your arms. “I know you’re stuck like this, but you can’t just… kidnap me for emotional support!”

Malleus blinked at you, his big dragon eyes somehow managing to look both sheepish and stubborn.

You sighed, stepping closer. “You’re kind of cute like this, though,” you admitted, reaching up to scratch his snout. His eyes half-closed in contentment, and you couldn’t help but laugh.

Then, on a whim, you leaned up and pressed a quick kiss to his scaly cheek.

There was a sudden burst of magic, and you stumbled back as the massive form of the dragon shimmered and shrank. In its place stood a very human—and very flustered—Malleus Draconia.

“Child of Man,” he said, his face uncharacteristically red. “Your… your kiss… it broke the spell.”

You stared at him, your brain buffering. “Wait, true love’s kiss was the answer?!”

Malleus nodded solemnly. “Indeed.”

From behind you, Lilia cackled. “Oh, how romantic! A tale for the ages!”

Sebek, meanwhile, looked like he was about to have a heart attack. “T-T-THE YOUNG MASTER’S TRUE LOVE?! UNBELIEVABLE!”

Malleus stepped closer, his expression softening as he looked down at you. “If this spell has revealed anything, it is that my feelings for you are genuine. Will you allow me to court you properly?”

You blinked, your face heating up. “Uh… yeah. Sure. But maybe next time, we skip the whole ‘giant possessive dragon’ thing?”

Malleus chuckled, taking your hand. “Anything for you, my treasure.”

Sebek fainted on the spot.

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Hello! For the christmas celeb request, may i request a bullet hc of the twst characters (1st years preferably and anyone else u want) reacting to you kissing them on the cheek cause both of you were under a mistletoe and immediately running away afterwards? Like pre-relationship and it was almost instinctive for u but you couldn't bear to see their reaction jfjsjfjsjjs thank u so much !!!

COMMENTS: Hi. I liked the idea! I thought it was really cute. ❤️ And since it's something short I made it for all the characters. And as a bonus I also made it for Rollo. ☺️

Hope you and all enjoy it. 💋

CHARACTERS: All NRC Students (Ortho is platonic) + Rollo

TAGS: Fluff; GN Reader; Headcanons

WORD COUNT: An average of 100 words per character. 

Context: You told them a little about Christmas and the tradition of giving someone a kiss when the two people were both under the mistletoe.

I don't believe Christmas exists in Twisted Wonderland, so this is a tradition of yours. Some of the boys have been spreading sprigs of mistletoe around in the hopes that this will happen and you will give them a kiss.

This is their reaction when you kiss them on the cheek out of nowhere and run away.

Riddle almost freezes as he blushes. He needs a minute to process what just happened.

When he finally looks around, astonished and confused, he can't find you anymore.

He looks up, sees the mistletoe and remembers what you told them about it.

He concludes that the best thing to do (and what he wants to do) would be to kiss you back when you were under the mistletoe again. 

So he will try to be close to you and attentive for when this happens.

And when it does, he will walk up to you with a smile, but blushing slightly, and give you a sweet surprise kiss on the cheek, like you did to him.

“You were under the mistletoe.” He smiles. “Rules must be followed accordingly.” He gives you one last loving look and continues on his way.

Ace jumps immediately! And blushes a little.

You run away while he's trying to ask what was going on.

“Oh, no you won't!” He doesn't waste time chasing after you.

When he reaches you, he grabs you in a hug.

“Did you think you could get away without revenge?” And he kisses your cheek back.

Deuce half jumps, half stands petrified in confusion.

He blushes and sees you running away. “Wait! What was that? (Y/N)!”

He has no idea whether to follow you or just stand there. And he is struggling with this decision.

When he finally realizes that there was mistletoe over the two of you, he decides to try to do the same and return your kiss.

And when he does, it will be a kiss like yours, quick, shy and he will run away.

Cater tried to grab you before you could run away, but he was unsuccessful. However, he didn't run after you.

He was so sad to see you leave after that sweet kiss.

“Aww, why are the cutest ones always the shy ones?”

He will try to find you to return the kiss.

And when he does, it will be a casual but loving kiss. He will wink at you and walk away.

Trey will look at you right after the kiss and see you running away.

He just chuckles amusedly. But he'll be more attentive so he can be the one to kiss you back next time.

And when he does, it will be when you least expect it. He will simply walk past you, minding his own business, stopping to kiss your cheek and moving on as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Leona can predict your steps, herbivore. Do you really think you could surprise him?

As soon as you turn to try to run away, he grabs you and pulls you back to him.

He gives you a lazy but loving kiss on the cheek and only then does he let you go.

He will enjoy watching your reaction with a smirk on his face.

If you stood there blushing, he'll say: “What? The herbivore wanted to play and can't even handle a counter-attack?”

Jack jumps and looks at you in amazement as you run away.

It takes a few seconds for him to process what happened.

But as soon as he notices the mistletoe above him, he realizes what happened and runs after you by instinct.

When he reaches you, he stands in front of you and cushion the shock.

He starts to blush when he realizes he's practically hugging you and lets you go.

“I... I just want to pay you back.” He says as his tail wags. He kisses you on the cheek and runs away like you did to him.

“Oi! Wait a minute!” Ruggie immediately runs after you without thinking.

As soon as he reaches you he grabs you in a hug.

“Shye hee hee. Do you really think you'll stop me from retaliating your attack by trying to run away from me?”

He kisses you on the cheek affectionately.

Azul is absolutely shocked! And confused. He sees you running away with a perplexed and blushing face.

Only then does he look up and see the mistletoe. “Damn it, now I'm in debt.” He never liked a debt so much.

He'll kiss you back even if he has to put a sprig of mistletoe right on the door of the Mostro Lounge VIP room.

And when he manages to attract you to where he wants you: “So, it seems you have made me indebted to you. Something dangerously bold, I must warn you. Fortunately I like to be merciful to you.” He kisses your cheek as quickly as you kissed his. “The deal is fulfilled.”

Jade simply looks at you running away with his eyebrows raised in surprise.

After realizing that it was because there was a sprig of mistletoe above the two of you, he chuckles.

He will follow you stealthily to pay you back in kind.

He will continue to follow and observe you until he finds the perfect and most fun opportunity.

And when that happens, he'll first enjoy watching you getting flustered and then give you a kiss on the cheek with the same intensity as yours and leave with a smile.

“Hm?” Floyd will look curiously at you running away.

And if he was in a bad mood, you just cheered him up.

He doesn't even care if it was because of the mistletoe. Now he wants to play tag with you.

He will follow you and wait for your guard to be down so he can surprise you with a hug.

“Bah~!” He kisses your cheek playfully. “This was fun. Let's play again!”

Kalim is surprised and when he looks at you he sees you running away.

He smiles very happily at your gesture, but he’s confused.

Only then does he look up and realize that you were under the mistletoe.

“Oh! I should try to do the same to them and return the kiss.”

The problem is that he will eventually forget to do it.

It's only when he meets you again and happens to be the one who sees the mistletoe above you first that he remembers: “Oh, yeah! I almost forgot. There's something I want to give you.” And he kisses your cheek playfully, but affectionately.

Jamil noticed you approaching, but since it was you he let it go.

However, he wasn't expecting to receive a kiss. So he quickly looks at you in shock and sees you running away as he blushes.

He puts his hood up to hide his face, and only then does he look up and see the mistletoe. And now he wants to pay you back.

He will mentally record all the places he sees where mistletoe is placed. And when he sees you near one he will find a way to put you where he wants you.

And when that happens: “Ah, (Y/N). I was looking for you. I need to give you something.” He kisses your cheek, says goodbye to you and continues on his way with a smirk on his face.

Did you just kiss Vil Schoenheit on the cheek? Without formal permission?! How bold! How daring!

He sees you running away with a mix of amazement and shock on his face. And with that hand on his chest like ‘Excuse you?’

The fact that he knows it was because of the mistletoe above you doesn't change the fact that he believes an act like that cannot go unpunished.

The next time he meets you: “You have no idea how lucky you are that what you did to me wasn't witnessed by someone who could sell it as scandalous gossip.” He tells you annoyed. Then he sighs. “You need to be more careful.” He smiles smugly. “And you need to make it up to me.”

He makes you agree to carry all his bags the next time he goes shopping.

“Oh, and one last thing.” He says, still looking angry, but then he kisses your cheek in a skillfully affectionate way. “You were under the mistletoe, dear.” He smiles and goes on his way.

“Wha?!” Epel gets startled and says something in his dialect before looking at you and seeing you running away. “What in tarnation was that?!” He blushes a lot.

He looks around trying to understand what just happened until he sees the sprig of mistletoe above him. This only makes him blush even more.

He doesn't really know what to do about it, but he knows he really wants to kiss you back.

However, it is fate (or Rook) that makes you meet again under the mistletoe.

And this time he is the first to realize it and quickly but passionately gives you a kiss on the cheek and runs away like you did with him.

Rook looks at you with one of the biggest smiles on his face, but sees you running away. “Oh non, Trickster. Why so shy?” He says with pity, but then he smiles with that hunter's look. “This way you leave me no choice but to go after you.”

And that's what he does, carefree and having fun.

He stalks you until he finds the perfect spot. Where the two of you will be completely alone and isolated.

You are startled by an arrow sticking out of a tree above you, with a sprig of mistletoe on the tip. And then by his voice.

“Aw, Trickster.” He says in a velvety voice and approaches you. “You left before I could thank you for the beautiful gesture. I was so happy to be able to feel your lips on my skin. Allow me to repay you.” He comes very close and kisses your cheek slowly and passionately.

Idia jumps and gives that high-pitched scream of his. He gapes at you as you run away. “YOU are the one who is running away? I'M THE ONE WHO WANTS TO HIDE!” his hair almost exploded in pink.

And that's what he does: he hides in his room for the rest of the day. Or almost, if it weren't for Ortho taking him out of there and convincing him to do the same to you with his help.

It takes a long time to convince him, but the two end up forming a plan.

They will lure you to a strategic point in Ignihyde where the two of you will be isolated from other people.

And Idia will appear out of nowhere behind you with that evil smile. “Very cowardly of you to hit and run. I thought you were braver, but it looks like I would lose that bet.”

Even though the tips of his hair are pink, he feels confident being alone with you and seeing you flustered as well.

He comes closer and gives you a cute kiss on the cheek. “There, we're even.” He turns around and practically runs away from you.

It was just a platonic kiss, so you didn't feel the need to run away. It was like kissing a little brother.

Ortho looks at you smiling with his eyes.

“Oh, this Gear doesn't allow me to return a kiss. Can I give you a hug instead (Y/N)?”

You just made Malleus fall in love with you (again).

He sees you running away, which makes him confused.

He didn't realize there was mistletoe all over you and that doesn't interest him either. Only you interest him.

He doesn't need to follow you, he transports himself to where you are.

“Why did you run away? Is that part of your tradition?” He asks a little sadly.

You will have to admit that you were embarrassed because you were afraid of his reaction and he will listen to you.

“Afraid?! Did you think I would punish you for this?” Now he is sad and worried.

You explain that you were just afraid he wouldn't like it because he might not like you back. And he laughs heartily.

“You needn't to worry about that, Child of Man. I can assure you that the feelings are mutual. Which makes me conclude that I should return the kiss.”

He kisses you on the cheek gently. And after that... he won't leave your side for the rest of the day.

You probably did it while Silver was sleeping, so you end up waking him up with your kiss. (the irony)

He looks at you confused as he has just woken up and sees you running away.

He is unsure whether you were part of his dream or not.

So when you meet again he doesn't talk about it.

But a little bird appears above you holding a sprig of mistletoe in its beak.

He ends up remembering the tradition you mentioned and asks if he could give you a kiss.

You accept and he kisses you softly on the cheek.

Sebek almost goes into a defensive position, but stops himself for knowing that it was you.

He sees you running away and for a second he is undecided whether to follow you or not. He ends up not following you because it wasn't an attack.

He will deny with all his might that he was blushing.

However, he feels he owes you the same in return, or that he must pay you back in kind.

The next time he sees you and you happen to be walking under another mistletoe he will shout: “HUMAN!” and will walk decisively towards you.

“You have a lot of nerve to do what you did and run away. At least stay and deal with the consequences properly!”

He quickly kisses you on the cheek with extreme affection and then straightens up while blushing.

“Here! The consequences of your actions.” He turns and walks away with every muscle tense.

You didn't surprise Lilia, but he pretended you did.

He lets you kiss his cheek and watches you run away, amused.

“Khee hee hee. Ah, shy youth, it's so cute. I should return the gesture.”

He will follow you until he finds the best opportunity.

He will appear right next to you, hovering upside down and give you a sweet kiss on the cheek as a surprise.

He will laugh in amusement at your reaction.

“Next time we're under the mistletoe, it'll be your turn. Khee hee.”

Rolo looks at you and freezes in that position, following you with a wide-eyed gaze.

It takes him a second to realize he's blushing a little and hide his face with his handkerchief.

“What rude impudence!” He says to himself, irritated that he liked it. “Forcing me to participate in such a ridiculous tradition. They should be punished for such disrespect.”

He won't try to kiss you back. Instead he will avoid you as much as possible. He doesn't want you to make him feel that way again. It's not... appropriate.

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