#First years

[mscherub]

Witchy Ways 🕸️

I fear this has not been proofread, so if you see spelling or grammatical errors, I am the queen of that so, yea, u have been warned 😎

Look at this post for my reasoning behind even writing this —> Witchy Ways Starters

Reader is gender neutral, and referred to as either Prefect or Y/N

Warnings!:

Reader does Witchcraft 💖

Swearing

I don’t really think there’s anything major…

Word count:

1.9k

Part 1: “Alchemy Exams Are…Easy?”, TBD

Prologue:

Well…ending up in Twisted Wonderland wasn’t exactly a bad thing for you in a sense granted that magic has always interested you from a young age. Here it’s not just a concept or something that requires intention, like what you’ve learned, no, here it’s physical, real, and it’s able to be seen in real time! No having to wait to see spells take effect, nah, they happen right then and there. And you can see spirits? And talking animals like Grim? It’s like a dream come true!

And of course, the best part of all, it’s widely accepted and integrated into almost every culture that spans across this world you’ve only gotten to see a sliver of here at NRC, a complete contrast to your world where even the idea of magic or witchcraft is a one way ticket straight to hell if you practice in it, or so the people say. But unfortunately, you can’t even perform magic yourself here since you don’t possess that type of power, which is something you’ve grown to accept, because now you are able to marvel at what real magic is like, and not just the way you’ve been performing it your entire life thus far.

A bonus is that all the knowledge you've gained of witchcraft back in your world, contrary to belief, is more useful here than one may think, assisting you in alchemy and even History classes. You know a lot already, and by the Sevens does it help you out especially in overblot situations.

Others say you have a questionable aura, not in a bad way they say, but it’s odd, and enigma, and when they look at you they can’t help but notice that you always seem to glow, emitting a sort of energy that is different from any other non-magic user that they’ve ever encountered. They ended up chalking it down to that, since you were from another world, you were just weird in that way, and that it was a normal thing for you. Great reasoning, I guess…

You haven’t told anyone you do this ”otherworldly magic,” so, just like anything you’ve grown accustomed to, some habits that you’ve picked up from your learnings still manage to slip their way through in your new life here, and those actions are viewed as awkward and weird by the others because it’s quite literally a foreign subject. How do you break it to them that magic does technically exist in your world but it’s not exactly the same…

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Part 1: Alchemy Exams Are…Easy?

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“Ok…so.” Deuce drawls on as he looks down at his notebook with a defeated look, like his notebook was mocking him for not knowing the answer.

“So?” You sigh as you fidget with the pencil in your hand. Helping the first year group study was normal, you all got close, and having a little study session was always a good way to ensure that at least the majority of the group would get a passing grade…most.

“Uh…ok, well…wait, what was the question again?” Deuce sighs as he looks back up at you with a pout.

“Bro, they just said it like for the second time a minute ago…” Ace sighs as he rolls his eyes.

“Don’t get snippy.” You remind him.

Pens are scattered about the table, along with books, grimoires, erasers, and drinks and snacks galore. It was the time to lock in, and some found it more difficult than others.

“What are cloves usually used for within potions? The effects of it in the potion more so.” You repeat. You watch Deuce, almost being able to hear the gears turning and clicking within his head. If he thought any harder than this smoke may come out of his ears.

“Effects of cloves within a potion…ok. Well…cloves are used for, well, mainly used for…erm…” he sighs, his hands encase his head on either side and he bobs his leg up and down underneath the table.

“Deuce…think.” You say gently. You smile at him, hoping it’d do something at least.

“Hexes?” He spits out, looking at you while pursing his lips.

“Ah…what are they used for in potions?” You look right back at him and shake your head. “We can try again with the next question…” you murmur. You clear your throat, and without looking at your notes, answer the question for him.

“Answer: cloves are mainly used in potions to aid in protection, protecting oneself from negative forces if potion is consumed, and it’s most commonly used within love potions because it draws love and money in.” You say, not stuttering once.

“Yep, I’m failing!” Deuce groans as he burrows his head in his arms.

“Don’t say that—“

“I can’t even answer a question as simple as that…I’m not gonna do good! Yet you seem to know it all!” He doesn’t even look up, huffing into his arms.

“Ok…could any of you have answered that question?” You look around at everyone at the table. Ace tenses up and he looks away, Jack’s tail stops swishing and his ears flatten against his head, Epel looks down at a blank page in his notebook, Sebek crosses his arms and lets out a small huff, Grim looks guilty, and ortho, well, he’s ortho-

“Mmm! I could have! Idia helped me with the basic knowledge of alchemy. It’s quite simple! Having access to the internet and multiple databases allowed me to read up on a lot!”

“You and Ortho both have it down…Prefect I don’t get how you know so much. No offense or anything, but you’re certain you’re magicless, right? Cause how come you seem to know more than all the folk here?” Epel sighs as he puts his pen down, not making another attempt to write anything.

Think of a rebuttal quick, uh-

“I liked biology and chemistry back in my world. Great classes. We, erm, experimented a lot and you know, you have to get to know the elements and what you're working with.” You shrug. Good enough.

More sighs and puffs of air are produced from the boys around the table and all you can do is find some patience and do your best to help them study. You knew you’d do fine.

Well, and at least you knew one of them would pass…man did they need some good luck. Hmmm…Good luck.

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Being the great friend you are, you spent the night before the exams doing last minute check ups with where everyone was within the material. They all got a little better, a nice gap of improvement from the last study session, so you had some hope.

But you couldn’t watch your friends suffer, no, so you decided to make them something that would hopefully aid them in their troubles, which would be this upcoming exam.

“The hell is this?” Ace inspects the little bottle sealed off with a cork and yellow wax dripped over the top. Inside the small jar contains various items, such as salt, cinnamon, rosemary, oregano, parsley, ginger, thyme, and orange peels. What for? Well, you knew it was a good luck spell jar, something you made yourself frequently. To them, it just seemed like some seasoning packet.

“Do I put this on food?” Grim hums.

You shake your head and don’t say anything else.

“Is it a stimulant, human? I don’t believe this is permitted—“

“It’s…for good luck.”

…

“How is this little thing gonna do me any luck? Just a whole bunch of herbs and spices mixed together. Prefect, I thought you were smart.” Ace huffs.

“Ok, rude, and just trust me. I put hard work into those for you guys.”

They go quiet and you can see Deuce elbow Ace, telling him to keep his mouth shut about any other further remarks he may have.

“Look. Keep them on you while you take your exam. When have I ever even remotely let you guys down?”

“By being smarter than us—“

“That’s besides the point. You know what, keep them on you or don’t. I’m just trying to help.“ you glare at them before you send them off to go study up on their own.

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Exam day has started! The classroom is quiet for the most part besides the sound of the scribbling of pens and the occasional cough or the knocking over of a water bottle(I had, too, lol. Always scares the FUCK outa me during a test).

And just as most of the students were getting to the second page, you were printing your name and heading right up to turn the paper into Crewel. He glances up at you as he’s drawn away from his work and he quirks a brow, though this wasn’t anything new to him since you always were the best pup in his class <3

He takes the test out of your hand, glances it over, gives an approving nod and sends you back to your seat. You can feel the eyes on you now as they feel like little prickles on your skin, each stare laced with a little bit of envy for your current position.

You take your seat again and quietly watch as Grim prints his answers down, staring thoughtfully around the room in hopes of scoring a freebie answer from a book spine or something. You do take notice of, however, the little good luck spell jar nestled in his bottom paws.

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Fast forward about a week later, everyone was certain they had failed the exam, and quite frankly, most did, barely scoring even a 56%.

When the scores came back you weren’t very surprised to see a big red “A, 100%” as your score. It was expected, and people hated you for it because that meant no curves for grading. Thanks, Prefect…But the boys were not expecting to have passed themselves, getting scores even as close to yours.

“I got 89%!” Deuce hums happily as he flips through his test to find the answers he missed.

“I got 93%” Jack responds.

“97%” Sebek smiles as he holds his chin high, a smug smile creeping up onto his face.

“90%!” Epel sighs out of relief Vil won’t be ok his case now

“Mrahhhh! 90%, too!” Grim chuckles.

“100%” Ortho beams as he holds up his paper.

“You can search stuff up whenever you feel like it.” Ace grumbles. “I got 87%, let me guess, you got a 100%?” Ace looks at you with a look that says “I will not be surprised by the answer I hear.”

“Yep.” You smile.

“Always. But, I really wasn’t expecting to do this good. Going over the material last night I for sure thought I’d end up like the rest of the guys.” He sighs. Everyone nods along with his words and looks back at their scores. Then back to you.

“So. Did you guys end up carrying those little bottles I made you guys on exam day during the test?” You smirk, your shoulders raised a bit as you wait for a response.

They go quiet and they all make eye contact with each other before they nod, albeit timidly as they slowly make connections.

“Thought so.” You sigh. “Good!”

“Ok, how did you…” Ace huffs. “We never told ya that…and what does that have to do with anything?”

“I just could tell based on your scores. You’re welcome by the way.” You smile, and with a small wave of your hand, you take your leave to go discuss something with Crewel.

They all watch you walk away, and now their suspicions have increased tenfold…what weird shit did you pull, and why did it work?!

Ok, this is just the beginning I fear >:), thanks for reading my lovelies <3!!!!

Also, as per request, @brights-place , I hope this is ok to start off with, I have some pretty good ideas for later

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Birthday Wishes

Synopsis: You, your kids, and all of your friends and colleagues work together to give your husband, Satoru, the best birthday ever. 

Pairing: husband! Gojo x f! reader

Contains: Teeth-rotting fluff, comfort, angst but i promise it’s brief, canon divergence, reader and gojo are married and they adopted the first years, reader and gojo also have a baby together, the students being students, yuuji planning a party, everyone is happy bc i freaking said so. 

wc: 3.2k

a/n: happy birthday satoru <3 you’re so loved.

likes, reblogs, and comments appreciated <3 (also, if you want to read the first part where they adopt the first years, it’s here!)

barely proofread, sorry for mistakes.

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The first time Satoru felt bothered about birthdays was when he was seven, and he was walking around the city on his own so he wouldn’t have to deal with his annoying trainers. He passed by a park, and he saw a family singing happy birthday to a young boy. He was surrounded by his family and friends, who all looked happy to be there with him. There were presents, a cake that everyone shared, and decorations that the boy loved.

The sight made his heart pinch slightly, and he began imagining how his birthday party would look if the world was perfect and far kinder to him. As he grew older, that pinch on his heart turned into a tight squeeze, an ache that intensified with every minuscule reminder that he truly was alone in this world, no matter what people told him. 

Even though he attempted to shove the idea of birthday parties, celebrations with friends, and a family to hug him tight on his special day to the back of his head so it wouldn’t hurt as much, every year on December 7th, he found himself making a birthday wish when it was late and everyone else was asleep.

I wish I could make friends; when he turned eight. 

I wish I could have a party; when he turned eleven. 

I wish I could have a normal day for once; when he turned fifteen. 

I wish I could stop having nightmares about Toji; when he turned eighteen. 

I wish Suguru would come back; when he turned twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two, and twenty-three. 

It was fine. He was the strongest. He shouldn’t feel that way about a birthday. They were stupid and beneath him anyway, right? He’s not like everyone else, even though there was a tiny sliver of something heartbroken within him, constantly screaming about how badly he wanted to be like everyone else. 

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“Satoru.” 

The nightmare has the same scene as the others. The crowded street in Shinjuku, Satoru’s heavy breathing as he’s desperately blinking back tears, and Suguru, dressed in black, slowly turning around so his back was facing him. 

God, no. Not again. 

“Satoru.” Suguru’s tone is dismissive, and Satoru’s feet are glued to his spot on the sidewalk. He can’t follow him where he’s going. He never could. All he could do is watch as his best friend walks away, leaving him and the friendship they had behind. 

No. Please. 

He knows how this ends, but it still hurts. Around him, the people and buildings start to darken, and the light fades with every step Suguru takes away from him until he’s alone in pitch black. Soon, there’s nothing but a sickening, shadowy silence. 

– 

“Satoru.” 

The voice that calls his name isn’t Suguru’s from the nightmare. It’s soft, feminine, patient, and so full of love. You. He feels fingers tenderly brush against his cheek, and he stirs in his sleep with a small groan. 

“Baby,” you call him again. “It's time to wake up.” 

Satoru’s eyes flicker open, and he’s met with your smiling face. He looks around the large bedroom that you two share, remembers that life is so, so much different now, and exhales in relief. He sits up in the bed, and he looks over at the digital clock on the nightstand. “Oh, wow, it’s past noon?” 

“Well, yeah,” you say with a small, quiet laugh. “We all thought you should sleep in today.” Your hand finds his cheek again, and you lean in so you can kiss his forehead. “Happy birthday, Toru. I love you so much.” 

“Oh?” He looks at the clock again to check the date. Sure enough, it’s December 7th. 

However, the ache that he’s felt for most of his life wasn’t there. Since falling in love with you, it’s been replaced with a comforting, gentle warmth. For the last few years, he’s actually looked forward to his birthday, because it meant another year and more experiences with you and the family you two made together. More time, more love.

He smiles up at you and hugs you close to him so he can rest his head on your tummy, allowing you to rake your fingers through his snow-colored hair, which was messy from sleeping all morning. “Thank you, pretty girl. I love you, too.” 

Once he’s done brushing his teeth and washing his face, you appear in the bathroom door again. An adorable, yet frustrated whine from your side makes him look down, and you laugh, shifting your baby so she’s in front of you instead of resting on your hip. “Someone is a little upset that she didn’t get her morning cuddles from Daddy.”

Satoru chuckles at that, and he takes his daughter from you right as she starts reaching for him, her blue eyes light with adoration and excitement. “Aw, ‘m sorry, princess. I was sleepy.” He rains kisses on her chubby cheeks until she bursts with giggles, and Satoru can’t help but grin, gently stroking the girl’s hair—colored exactly like yours except for a few white strands. “How has your morning been, Riko? Hope you’ve been good to Mommy.” 

“She was whining for a while because she didn’t know where you were, but other than that, she was great.” 

He carries Riko and follows you out of your bedroom. Like every time he’s in the hallway, Satoru finds his favorite picture hanging on the wall. It was from the evening when Riko was born. Kento was kind enough to take a picture of you and Satoru holding her. The three teenagers you adopted, Yuuji, Megumi, and Nobara, were surrounding the bed with teary eyes and happy smiles. 

Speaking of. 

“Hey, the house is as quiet as the day we moved in,” Satoru says. “Where’s our other three kids?” 

“Hm? Oh, they’re taking care of some things at the school right now,” you reply once you reach the living room where the first of many gift bags rested on the couch. You lift it up for him to see, and Satoru gasps excitedly. “Oooh, a present?!” 

“Duh, silly. It’s your birthday.” You trade him the present for Riko, and you point towards the notecard that was taped on the gift. “That’s a clue. When you’re done opening that, get dressed. You’re going to be going on a little scavenger hunt for the rest of your gifts.” 

“Oooh, interesting. Can I teleport?” 

You frown, and Riko cosigns with an adorable pout and whine. “Absolutely not. That takes the fun out of it.” 

Satoru scoffs with a roll of his eyes, but his smile doesn’t fade. He starts opening the present, and you sneakily open your messages to text one of your sons. 

You: We’re about to leave the house. It’s 1pm right now. Do you think you guys can be done by four? I’ll do everything I can to stall him.

Yuuji: 100%. We got this! :)

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“Alright, everyone!” Yuuji calls out to the rest of the group. “Mom just left the house with Dad. We only have about three hours to get everything there and set up! Everyone ready?” 

“All ready,” Yuuta replies as he places three more bags full of party supplies in the back of Kento’s car. “Ino is with Kugisaki and Inumaki right now. They’re at the bakery grabbing the cake.” 

“I bet you lunch tomorrow that someone here is eventually going to drop the cake.” Yuki chortles.

Maki snickers as she loads a box into the trunk, using her free hand to ruffle Yuuta’s hair when she passes him. “I agree with her. There’s always some type of tragedy when setting up surprise birthday parties.” 

“Ladies, please. Let’s not speak that into existence,” Choso says. “I heard that [Y/N] spent quite a bit of money on that cake.” 

Next to Yuuji, Megumi taps his shoulder to get his attention. “Do you think he used his Six Eyes to see the presents we hid in the library?” 

“Well, Mom said he woke up a bit late. He had to get ready before starting the scavenger hunt she set up, plus Riko’s an adorable distraction, so I doubt it.” 

Megumi nods, then peeks at his phone. “Okay, got Mom’s location. They’re about thirty minutes away from home. Now’s our chance.” 

“I’ll have Ichiji meet the students at the bakery once they’re ready,” Kento Nanami says, pulling his jacket on to fight the December chill. “I would hate for them to have to catch the subway back.” 

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“Holy crap.” Takuma Ino’s surprised voice echoes throughout the living room where everyone else is setting up for the party. “This is where you guys live now? This place is huge!” 

“Yup!” Nobara answers as she takes off her shoes and places them next to the others near the door. “Amazing, right? I truly had no idea how much money Dad had until I saw this place. There’s rich, and then there’s stupid rich.” 

Megumi pauses filling up a balloon and turns towards her with a small, amused smile. “I thought you learned that when you spilled something on one of his shirts and nearly fainted when I told you how much it cost.” 

At the memory, Yuuji snickers. “Then we tried to shove it in your shirt to hide it.” 

Megumi rolls his eyes. “Like the idiots you two are.” 

“If anyone is used to how much Gojo likes to spend on clothes, it’s definitely Megumi,” Maki says as she tapes a blue tablecloth down on the table. 

“Yeah, he’s known him the longest. Has Gojo-sensei always lived here?” Yuuta asks. “I never heard him talk about a house this size.”

Megumi shakes his head. “He had no intention of living here. This place was a gift from the Gojo clan. He showed me once when I was nine, then never brought it up again. He had a small place near the school he stayed at.” 

“Then he fell in love?” Yuki asks with an excited grin. 

“Then he fell in love,” Ieiri Shoko replies. She smiles as she points at the portrait of you and Satoru on your wedding day hanging on the wall. “Moved here, adopted those three, then [Y/N] had Riko.” 

“Speaking of Riko, why couldn’t she be here?” Nobara asks with a small whine. “I was hoping to hold my baby sister while you all set up for the party.” 

Panda scoffs. “You could help, y’know.” 

“I did help! I went to go get the cake! Right, Toge?” 

Toge, who was helping Yuuta with some decorations, nods with a thumbs-up. “Salmon.” 

“Alright, guys, the table for the presents is all set up,” Maki says. “Leave your gifts here.” 

“I’ll go grab ours from the library!” Yuuji announces, then taps his older brother on the shoulder. “Could you give me a hand? There’s quite a few.” 

“Of course.” 

Choso follows Yuuji to the sunroom that you and Satoru turned into your at-home library. He finds the presents stashed in the corner behind one of the bookshelves, and starts to lift a few of them. 

“Wow,” Choso breathes out. “This is a lot of books.” 

“Yeah, Mom reads a lot. Her and Megumi spend a lot of time here,” Yuuji replies.

Choso helps by grabbing a stack of presents, and smiles at his words. “I’m glad to see how happy and comfortable you are here. All three of you.” 

“I still can’t believe it. Like, a part of me still thinks that this is a dream and I’m going to wake up back in the dorms, still attached to Sukuna.” 

When Choso’s smile falters, Yuuji changes the subject. “You should come over more often. I know you and Yuki are incredibly busy, but I still want to teach you how to play video games.” 

“I’ll make time. And I—” 

“OH, NO!!!” 

The loud chorus of fearful gasps and screams make Yuuji and Choso drop what’s in their arms, and they sprint down the long halls back to the living room. “What is it?!” Yuuji exclaims. 

Toge turns around with a gulp, then shakily points towards the ground. “Mustard leaf,” he whispers. Yuuji looks to where he’s pointing, then gasps in horror, nausea swimming in his gut.  

The cake is splattered across the floor. 

Ieiri releases a loud sigh to break the silence, and she drags her hand down her face. “And there’s our tragedy.” 

Megumi shakes his head. “I blame Maki and Yuki for speaking it into existence.”

“Well I blame Takuma for dropping the damn thing,” Maki snaps back.

“I said I was sorry!!” Takuma shouts, looking as nauseous as Yuuji felt.

“Oh, no. Oh, no. No, no, no, no, no!” Yuuji’s heart pounds, and he yanks his phone out of his pocket to check the time. They only have about forty more minutes if they want to be done on time. What now? How can I fix this? 

“Okay, no one panic. That won’t get us anywhere.” Kento says. “First things first, let’s get this cleaned up. Itadori, call [Y/N] and let her know what happened.” 

“Yeah, he’s right. Besides, this isn’t the first time we had a cake dropped on someone’s birthday, remember?” Yuuta gently pats his shoulder. “It’ll be alright. We’ll clean up.”

Right, he needs to call you. As everyone else either helps clean the mess or continues setting up, Yuuji steps outside where it’s quieter. He waits for a couple of seconds, then presses the green button near your contact to call you. 

“Hey Yuuji, is everything alright?” You softly ask him once the line connects. 

He swallows hard. “Hi. Uh- Yeah, things are fine. How’s Dad doing?” 

“He’s currently showing Riko around the butterfly garden where we confessed that we loved each other for the first time. He’s having way more fun on this hunt than I anticipated. We might be about twenty minutes late. I figured it wouldn’t be too much of a problem, just in case you all needed more time.” 

“Well…” He mutters sadly. “We messed up the cake. I don’t know what to do. I can’t imagine throwing a birthday party and not having a cake.” 

“It’s okay. Are Yaga and Utahime there yet?” 

“No. They mentioned that they’d have to work late so they wouldn’t be able to help set up. They’ll be at the party, though.” 

“Good. Have either Kento or Ieiri call and ask them to stop by the bakery closer to our house. Yaga will know exactly what to get, okay?” 

The knot in Yuuji’s chest eases. “You had a back-up plan.”

You laugh at that. “If being a sorcerer and being in love with the one and only Satoru Gojo has taught me anything, it’s to always have a plan B, and sometimes a plan C. Everything’s going to be alright. I promise.” 

“I’m really sorry about the cake. I know you spent a lot on that. Gosh, I just really wanted everything to be perfect, and—” 

“Yuuji,” you sigh. “It will be perfect. He’ll be so excited that you even came up with this plan and brought everyone together for it. You tried your best, and no one got hurt. That’s more than enough. Yaga is going to pick up Satoru’s favorite treat, and we’ll put his candles with that. All of the guests will have the cake he brings. Don’t beat yourself up.” 

“Thanks, Mom.” 

“Of course, honey. Chin up, okay? Finish strong. I’m so proud of you for planning all of this. It wasn’t easy, but you did it. I’ll see you all soon.” 

“See you soon.” When Yuuji hangs up the phone, he’s overcome with a burst of determination. Finish strong. I can do this. He walks back into the house with his head held high.

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“Satoru, did you really have to buy her so many butterfly clips for her hair?” You ask as you hold up the souvenir bag from the butterfly garden. “Riko’s going to be wearing these for the rest of her life.” 

“Of course I did. Look how cute they are in her hair!” He lowers his head so he can talk to Riko, who’s safe in your arms. “Right, princess? Of course you need sixty butterfly clips. I would’ve gotten you a million of them if I could.” When the baby giggles in response, he kisses the top of her head. 

In his hands are all of the gifts he’s received throughout the day. Clothes, accessories, cologne, a new watch, and a detailed birthday card and love letter from you. Satoru spent the whole afternoon smiling that you’re certain that his face will be sore tomorrow morning. 

“This was so much fun, pretty girl,” he tells you as you approach the front door of the house. “Thank you. I’m so grateful for you.” He begins unlocking the door, and you struggle to contain your excited grin. This is it. 

“Still wondering what’s going on with Yuuji, Megumi, and Nobara,” Satoru mumbles as he opens the door and switches on the light. “I really hope they didn’t take a mission today—” 

“SURPRISE!!!” 

Satoru stops in his tracks, and the shock is so great that he lifts his blindfold to take all of it in. His colleagues, his students, and his three teenagers are all here in the living, wearing blue party hats and using noise blowers. There’s balloons, a banner that reads, Happy birthday, Satoru, and a table full of presents and cakes. 

He looks over at you with wide eyes, then back at everyone else in the room. “A party?” He whispers. “Did you plan this?” 

You shake your head. “Actually, he did,” you say as you point at Yuuji, who was standing in the front with Nobara and Megumi. “I planned your scavenger hunt, and he planned your party.” 

“I hope you like it,” Yuuji says as he steps forward with his dessert, neatly topped with a few lit candles. “Happy birthday. Thanks for being so incredible. From stopping my execution all the way to adopting me, you really changed my life. You changed all of our lives.” 

Your heart swells at the scene, and the crowd ‘aww’s. Yuuji does a small countdown, and everyone starts singing happy birthday to him. Satoru thinks back to the child he was; how he watched from a distance as that boy in the park was surrounded by love, and how he yearned to be in his spot. Now, he is. 

Once they’re finished singing, Satoru reaches forward and hugs Yuuji, Megumi, and Nobara all at once. “Thank you,” he whispers to them. “You all changed my life, too.” When he pulls away, he looks down at the still-lit candles, then glances at you. 

“Go on, love,” you tell him quietly, wiping away the happy tears that formed in the corner of your eyes. “Make a wish.” 

Satoru thinks about his past again, and how he spent all of his birthdays wishing to be somewhere else, something else, someone else. But as he looks at you and the daughter you blessed him with, the three kids he would choose in every lifetime, the students he cared so much about, and his colleagues from Jujutsu Tech that all came here for him, he desperately wanted to stay himself and stay where he is.

I wish for another safe year, full of love, he thinks to himself, then blows out the candles.

[lostasterries]

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I'll color it when school isn't hectic anymore:[

bonus:

[lanirawhoney]

First year KageHina for @belatinysun

"hinata makes kageyama freely laugh for the first time and his heart almost explodes seeing his bf's adorable giggles"

[incorrectjjkquotes]

Yuuji: Are leaves called leaves because they leave the tree? Nobara: Do they even want to leave though? What if the tree makes them leave? Megumi: I will fucking make the two of you leave if you don’t shut up, it’s 3 AM.

[astro-stars]

First years convos (1)

The cafeteria buzzed with its usual lunchtime energy, but one table in particular stood out—the one occupied by Yuu and the first-year chaos squad. Ace, Deuce, Jack, Epel, and Yuu had gathered once again for their daily dose of questionable conversations and hearty laughter. Today’s topics promised to be even more chaotic than usual.

“Alright,” Ace said, leaning forward with a smirk, “serious question: if you could have any superpower but it came with a ridiculous drawback, what would you pick?”

Deuce scratched his head. “Uh… super strength, but I’d have to sneeze every time I use it?”

“Lame,” Epel said, waving a hand. “I’d want to turn invisible, but only when I’m holding my breath.”

Jack frowned. “That’s not practical.”

“None of this is practical,” Yuu pointed out with a laugh. “I’d want to talk to animals, but the drawback would be that they’d all gossip about me.”

“Shrimpy, you’re already living that one,” Ace teased, and Yuu threw a napkin at him.

Jack crossed his arms. “I’d pick super speed, but the drawback is I have to eat five times as much.”

“You already eat a lot,” Epel said, grinning.

“That’s why it’d work,” Jack replied, deadpan.

“Next topic,” Deuce said, clearly eager to contribute. “If you could swap places with any of the housewardens for a day, who would it be?”

“Vil,” Epel said immediately. “I’d banish all the fancy skincare rules for one day. Live free.”

Ace snorted. “I’d pick Leona. Dude spends all his time sleeping anyway, so it’d be an easy day.”

“You wouldn’t last five minutes in Savannaclaw,” Jack said.

“You’re just mad ‘cause I’m right,” Ace shot back.

“What about you, Yuu?” Deuce asked.

Yuu thought for a moment. “Probably Riddle. I’d want to see what it’s like to run Heartslabyul without a single rule for one day.”

“The dorm would burn down,” Ace said, and everyone burst into laughter.

“Okay, okay,” Epel said, wiping tears from his eyes. “What’s the weirdest food combination you’ve ever tried?”

“I dipped fries in ice cream once,” Deuce admitted sheepishly.

“That’s not weird,” Yuu said. “It’s delicious. I’ve done it too.”

“Pickles and peanut butter,” Epel said, grinning. “It’s better than you think.”

“Nope, nope, nope,” Ace said, shaking his head. “I’m not even entertaining that one.”

Jack shrugged. “Raw eggs in milk. It’s a protein thing.”

“You’re terrifying,” Yuu said, staring at him.

“Alright,” Ace said, leaning back. “Last question: if you could fight any mythical creature and win, what would it be?”

“Kraken,” Deuce said without hesitation. “It’d be awesome.”

“A chimera,” Jack said. “It’s got a lion, a goat, and a snake. Beating one would be a real challenge.”

“You guys are too serious,” Ace said. “I’d fight a unicorn. What’s it gonna do? Stab me with glitter?”

“You’d lose,” Epel said, smirking. “Unicorns are supposed to be super strong.”

“What about you, Yuu?” Deuce asked.

Yuu grinned. “A dragon. If I win, I’d make it my friend.”

“That’s cheating,” Ace said. “You’re supposed to fight it, not make friends with it.”

“Why not both?” Yuu replied, and the table dissolved into laughter.

As the lunch hour ticked by, the topics grew more ridiculous and the laughter louder. By the time they left the cafeteria, they were all wiping tears from their eyes and clutching their sides from laughing too hard. Another day, another chaotic lunch for the first-year crew.

TAGLIST: @soramcduckahyucky @lunasmisosoup

DIVIDER: me!!

[webco-dawnn]

Haikyuu First Year Headcanons !!

Tsukishima

When you ask to try on his glasses, he'd let out a scoff and say no, but with a little more begging, he eventually gives in and lets you try them on. He will never admit it, but seeing you with his glasses on (even if he couldn't see too well) was a cute sight he'd remember forever.

I know this is kinda cliche since this is in every headcanon post ever, but you two have study dates, sometimes with the other first years tagging along. But when it's just the two of you, he'll visibly be a little more gentle. When you don't understand something, he'll act annoyed that he has to explain it again, but in reality he actually doesn't mind and really likes it when you ask for help since it known that you feel safe around him.

One time Akiteru walked in on you guys cuddling. Tsukishima paid Akiteru half of his allowance for a month to keep him quiet about it. (Though Akiteru wasn't even going to tell anyone in the first place, but money is money, so he accepted it)

Tsukishima doesn't really enjoy pda.. he thinks it's gross to watch couples make out in the corner of a room or to the side of the hallway, but he'll make exceptions for you. if you wanna hold hands in front of a crowd, you bet he's going to. Before he leaves his last class to go to volleyball practice, he'll press a quick kiss to your cheek, forehead, or even your lips if he feels like it. but that's the most he'll ever do.

Kageyama

EVERYTHING is a competition between you two. Who can get to class first, who can text back the fastest, etc. But it's always a friendly competition. If he sees that you're not in the mood for it, he won't push it, and instead push everything else away to make sure that you're okay.

Sometimes he'll just have his head in your lap, your hands playing with his hair while he rants about volleyball. Whether you understand it or not, he's glad that you at least listen to him rant about the one thing he loves the most (he loves you more, of course)

Sometimes (most of the time) he gets bad grades which often ends in tutoring by you.. Even though you two are supposed to be tutoring after school, most of the time it ends in cuddling or making out. There has never been a successful tutoring session between you two.

sometimes he'll just invite you over to have "napping dates" which is exactly what it sounds like. he'll ask you if you wanna come over, when you come over, you two will cuddle in bed and nap together. He often asks this after a stressful test or a stressful game that's about to come up. it usually calms the both of you down.

Hinata

He'll try and get you to play volleyball with him, begging for hours on end. When you finally give in to play with him, he starts explaining the basics with a cute spark of excitement lighting his eyes up. If you get injured, he'll tend to those injuries with no complaint, only asking you if you're okay the whole time. (And apologizing, saying that it was his fault for dragging you outside and playing volleyball with him.)

You're most likely taller than him, and if you are, you have to bend down to give him a kiss. Sometimes, you tease him. When you can tell that he wants a kiss, you sometimes don't bend down, which results in Hinata jumping up and clinging onto you to get to your height. If you're shorter than him or just about the same height as him, he'll still cling onnto you like a koala.

Even if he is shorter than you (maybe, idk how tall you guys are..) he's still the big spoon. He loves recieving cuddles and all, but he likes giving out cuddles and affection more. He'll wrap his arms tightly around you, keep you close, tightening his grip every few minutes. He'll press kisses to your forehead and whisper how pretty you are into your ears while playing with a few strands of your hair.

Once Hinata gets comfortable in his relationship with you, he will never leave you alone. he's like a little lapdog. he'll climb into your lap randomly, lay his head on your chest and just listen to your heart beat, shower your face in soft kisses while you're trying to study. he's a sucker for affection.

Yamaguchi

He gets a little nervous when showing any affection. When he grabs onto your hand to hold, his palm is a little clammy and kinda sweaty since he's pretty anxious.. He'll keep a tight hold on your hand, not letting go unless you want to, of course. he doesn't want to scare you off by acting possessive.

Right after he confesses how he feels about you, (which happened at the end of lunch in the hallway) his next class was about to start, so he impulsively leaned over and pressed a quick kiss to your cheek before running away.

Anytime you call him a pet name or nickname he gets FLUSTERED. his face turns red, he starts stuttering and stumbling over his words, he's visibly SHAKING. but he loves it. he's just a little nervous ..

Yamaguchi LOVES it when you play with his hair. when you cuddle with him, he tries to sneakily get you to play with his hair by tucking his head right beneath your chin. Or he'll say something like, "I don't mind if you play with my hair.. y'know.. if you wanna," just to try and coax you to do it. you catch onto it pretty quickly, but you're not even mad. it's cute how he tries to get you to play with his hair without outwardly saying it. but you end up fidgeting with his hair Everytime.

[lovettery]

An Exchange of Wretched Words

Summary : First years reaction after a fight with sensitive!reader.

Includes : Kei Tsukishima, Tobio Kageyama, Shoyo Hinata, Tadashi Yamaguchi

CW : Argument, OOC kinda?, angst, hurt/comfort

Kei Tsukishima -

He knew it was coming. He should have just bit his tounge and let you rant but when has he ever been able to do that? Instead, he yelled back. Yelled horrible, disgusting words at you just to get a reaction. Just to inflict the same pain he felt to you. The guilt bubbled in his stomach, bile rising through his throat at the thought of all he said to you, his reactiveness towards you. He had never laid a hand you, he wouldn't dare. But he knows how his words hurt. Sitting on the sofa, he could hear your sobs hidden and muffled beneath your shared pillows. The image of you curled into a ball on the soft sheets making him far more angry at himself. He wanted to run to you, hold you in his arms and whisper sweet words to you in hope of erasing all the damage he's caused. But the fear inside him, the fear of vulnerability and consequences he's yet to overcome, stops him from moving. He'll knock on the door eventually, letting himself in and sitting beside you with a gentle hand on your hair, caressing it lovingly as he apologises over and over. Until then, he'll sit here and wallow, your cries the only sound in the room.

"Shh I know, I know.."

"Angel I..didn't want this, I didn't mean to say those things to you"

Tobio Kageyama

He hadn't realised the effect his words had on you in the moment, his rage blinding him to your pain. As your eyes widened and tears began to cover you're cheeks, only then had he realised. You storm off in both fury and sadness whilst he watches, heart heavy with regret and despair as he watches you slam the door. He hadn't meant to hurt you, he would never do that purposefully. Especially not to you, someone so dear to his heart. After thinking everything over once more, the disgust at himself showing on his face as he recalls his actions. His pointed fingers, his intimidating stature and degrading words. He walks towards your shared rooms and knocks gently on the rough wood before letting himself in. There you sat, hands in your lap as you stare at the carpet floor. Eyes heavy yet empty, hands slightly shaking, and tear-stained cheeks. He walks over to you and brings you closer to him by a hug. Holding your head to his chest, his arms wrapping around your waist and shoulders as he lays his head on top of yours. He whispers apologies, rubbing his hands along your skin as he begs for your forgiveness, all pride forgotten. Instead, replaced by his everlasting love for you.

"I'm.. sorry. I'm sorry.."

"You have every right to be upset at me. I wish I could take it back, I really do. I never meant it"

Shoyo Hinata -

He hates arguing with you. Hates it. Your arguments always caused over such petty things. He shouts and accuses you of being selfish and bitter. Something he can't help but feel sounds odd coming from his mouth, something he knows he wouldn't say. Why would he? You weren't selfish, you made him lunch everyday, sat and watched his volleyball games even if you held no Interest. And you certainly weren't bitter, you were the sweetest and most giving person he knew. Instantly, seeing your taken aback face he retracts his statement and rushes to you. He grabs your arms and brings you into a hug, burying your face into his shoulder as he desperately attempts to fix the situation. Feeling your cold tears drop against his bare skin, his guilt becomes too much to bare as he can feel tears swelling his eyes too. You both stand there, holding eachother in sobs, bodies limp and voices low.

"I..I don't know why I said that..i'm so sorry baby"

"Please, please I'm sorry. I love you so much I never meant it baby you know I wouldn't"

Tadashi Yamaguchi

He's not the type to argue with you, instead always making sure to communicate his true feelings. Unfortunately, you caught him off guard during one of his worst days and all the frustration and jealousy he slowly built up came crashing down all at once in a pour of yelling and tears. After realising his mistakes, he too started crying, holding you gently. Whispers of apologies in your ear as he caresses your back, gentle kisses trailing across your nape and arms in a silent apology. His voice gentle, a stark difference to his previous state. He wasn't sure what to do, whether to give you space or stay by your side in silence, a recognition of what he'd done. He'd eventually give you space to breath and recover, going out to the shop to buy flowers and your favourite snacks in an attempt to cheer you up. Once he gets home he'll leave them at your door and wait until you're ready to talk it through. When you are, he'll once again softly hold you as he apologises and explains why he reacted in such a way and how to avoid it happening again.

"I'm sorry my love, I was wrong. I took my anger out on you and that wasn't fair"

"When you're ready to talk I'll be here..always"

[jadelover69]

im bored so yall get my fem! twst name headcanons!! yippee yayy...

Riddle Rosehearts: Rosalinde Rosehearts

Ace Trappola: Alicia Trappola

Deuce Spade: Dinah Spade

Cater Diamond: Clarissa Diamond

Trey Clover: Trixie Clover

Leona Kingscholar: Lavanya Kingscholar

Jack Howl: Jacqueline ’Jackie’ Howl

Ruggie Bucchi: Regiane Bucchi

Azul Ashengrotto: Azura Ashengrotto

Jade Leech: <333 Scylla Leech

Floyd Leech: Florence ’Flor’ Leech

Kalim Al-Asim: Kaamisha El-Asim

Jamil Viper: Jamila Viper

Vil Shoenheit: Viola Shoenheit

Epel Felmier: Evelyn ’Eve’ Felmier

Rook Hunt: Remi Hunt Idia Shroud: Isadora Shroud

Ortho Shroud: Olympia ’Oli’ Shroud

Malleus Draconia: Malaya Draconia

Lilia Vanrouge: Lilian Vanrouge

Silver: Silver or Sage (i cant decide😭😭)

Sebek Zigvolt: Sekhet Zigvolt

TAGGING!! (so yall can help me decide 😭😭😭)

@babyghoul138 @cheerleaderman @twtysevapr

@jewelulu @beneathsakurashade @bunniehunn @the-rini-rush

@theolivetree123 @teighveepao @skrimpyskimpy @skibidibabygirl

@cloudiepuffs @kuragebride @4necdote @blood-red-bumblebee

@quartztwst @anonymousplant @gl00myb3arz @imafrealinrainbow478484

@justyoureverydaytwstsimp @angelwishezz @lavanda-fanstamal

@amai-sakura-chan @lpendergast @verysadsnail

lemme know if u wanna be tagged or not!!!

[r3dr3ality]

Can we get some Hoilday related Twisted Wonderland art? Please? Thank you?

I started working on a twst first year drawings for this ask, but that's going to take a minute, so I have a sleepy Leona being annoyed by average 5 year old Christmas behavior

Zoomed in art under the cut + sketch for the 1st year drawing I mentioned

[it-happened-one-fic]

Somehow Comfortable - Deuce

Author Notes: I'd been kind of wanting to write a sleepover fic with the first-years and this happened. But, honestly put, I adore the relationship between the prefect and their first year friends. I didn't include Ortho here because he's got his dock in Ignihyde and wouldn't have on in Ramshackle. I'm sure he still came over for a bit though. Anyhow, as per usual, reader is gender neutral. I hope you enjoy!

Type: Gender-neutral reader/ fluff/ romance implied/ can be platonic

Word Count: 1267

You blearily opened your eyes, and the first sensation that you really noticed was that of arms being wound tightly around your waist. You frowned at both that considerably unusual feeling and the sight of the dark fabric that most certainly did not belong to your faded pillow.

Memories slowly came trickling in as you listened to the gentle sounds of people breathing deeply around you, and, slowly but surely, both oddities to your morning were explained.

You’d had a sleepover at Ramshackle dorm last night. The guys had brought games, and the evening had run late with all of you laughing. But perhaps most pointedly, you could not recall ever going up to your room last night. And that explained everything.

Shifting slightly, you looked up to see what appeared to be Deuce's neck and jawline. Apparently you’d had your face buried in the sleeping boy’s chest, which wasn’t exactly surprising since the last thing you recalled was that you’d been sitting between him and Ace. 

You could only assume you’d fallen asleep due to exhaustion and decided to use Deuce as a glorified pillow/cuddle-buddy. You even still had your arms draped loosely around him. And in truth, it was tempting to just shove your face back to where it had been and go back to sleep. But you didn’t. 

Instead, you carefully twisted to look behind you and found Ace snuggling into your back. His were the arms that were wrapped around you, and he was frowning in his sleep. Tugging at you slightly, in an obvious attempt to pull you still closer to him in his sleep. A rare show of innocent, unguarded affection that was just different enough from his usually teasing behavior to bring a smile to your lips.

You were soon twisting back towards Deuce though, as the young man let out a soft hum that signaled his gradual waking.

Bright blue-green eyes fluttered open, and the sleepy young man was almost immediately looking down at you simply due to the fact he’d already been curled loosely around you with his face buried in the top of your head. 

His eyes slowly focused on your half-amused smiling face, and a sleepy smile of his own appeared on his face as he seemed to finally recognize who you were and where he was. And, once more, you were reminded of the fact that he truly had some of the most unbelievably bright eyes that you’d ever seen.

“Morning,” His voice was still slightly rough from disuse as he shifted. His arm sliding back from where it had rested along your side just below Ace’s as he pushed himself up so that he was propped on his other arm.

“Are Grim the rest behind you?” At your question, Deuce shifted, glancing over his shoulder with an amused grin appearing on his face at whatever sight he beheld.

“Yeah. Grim, Epel, and Sebek are using Jack as a pillow.” The young man yawned slightly as he looked back to where you lay in front of him. Laughing softly to yourself as you tried your very best to not rouse Ace. 

The mere image of a disgruntled but sleeping Jack being cuddled by your two other friends and cat was beyond amusing. Especially since you knew from past sleepovers that Jack tended to run hot in his sleep while Sebek was one to seek others' warmth. Supposedly something to do with the kind of fae he was.

You smiled at Deuce as you recovered from your bout of groggy amusement, and Deuce, for his part, just watched you with a fond smile of his own as you further relaxed. Trapped by Ace, but still somehow comfortable where you lay next to Deuce on the floor of Ramshackle’s lounge.

“Did you sleep well?” You questioned Deuce softly as you looked at him from where you lay, and he nodded. Stretching slightly before relaxing once more and tilting his head at you.

“Yeah, you?” He eyed you curiously, looking relieved as soon as you nodded. 

You frowned though, humming slightly to yourself as you realized that it was probably time to face the day even if you really didn’t want to get up. 

At last you sighed slightly, knowing what you must do despite your current comfortableness, “We should go ahead and get up….”

You trailed off mournfully, but Deuce only nodded. Already beginning to push himself the rest of the way up as soon as you spoke, “You go ahead and use the bathroom first, I’ll get the other’s up.”

A grin appeared on his face that reminded you of the fact that even though Deuce was beyond sweet, he was also capable of just as much meanness as the others. It was just that Deuce’s meanness was more lighthearted in nature. After all, he was reformed from his thug days.

“If you’re sure…..” You trailed off as Deuce nodded, already waking up more as he jerked his head towards where you could now see the rather unhappy-looking Jack laying. Epel using his chest as a pillow, Grim on his stomach, and Sebek practically glued to his side.

“Jack’ll be up soon anyway; he can help me with the others,” Deuce’s smile was wide and unhesitating. But then you’d discovered quite some time ago that Deuce truly did enjoy being helpful. So you didn’t object anymore as you carefully began to free yourself from Ace’s hold. Ignoring the almost immediate sleepy grumbles that began to emit from the redhead as he did his best to cling on to you.

You soon stumbled free though, resting your hand on Deuce’s shoulder as you finished freeing your leg from Ace. “Thanks Deuce…” You paused, twisting to look at him with a smile that you saw mirrored on his face, “And good morning.”

“Can you two lay off the sappiness this early in the morning? You already fell asleep propped on each other last night,” Ace’s groan came from at your feet, and you looked down to see him scratching at his messy hair.

“I didn’t fall asleep on Y/n,” You could practically hear the frown in Deuce’s voice as you laughed softly to yourself but went ahead and started making your way towards the bathroom. You weren’t about to give up having the room to yourself since it had already been offered. 

“Oh yeah? Epel and I both have pictures,” Ace’s jeering rose from down the hall, and you felt yourself roll your eyes. Already missing the peacefulness that had been so prevalent when it had been just you and Deuce awake.

But it was just in their nature. Because if Deuce was the gentle one, then Ace was the rambunctious one. And if it got too out of hand, you’d just tease the redhead for cuddling you.

He’d doubtless accuse you of siding with Deuce yet again, but that was fine. After all, it would be true. You frequently sided with Deuce because the relationship you had with each of them was different.

Ace was your close friend whom you could tell anything and laugh about anything together. Ride or die, as he put it one time when he’d shown up to talk your way out of a situation for you.

And Deuce was different. That was a little bit too soft of a feeling to be friendship, and you felt closer to him than mere affection. But that wasn’t something you were going to question at this moment. Instead, for right now, you were happy to just enjoy the morning you had here in the present.

[myeagleexpert]

We always see Yuu's departure from one of the boys' eyes, but almost never from her point of view.

Translated from fan to fan, see the artist's original work at:https://twitter.com/00kinaki_M/status/1304030386230456320

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[thecreatureinyourcloset]

First year incorrect quotes

[b0njourbeach]

[toffee4you]

Sleepover Headcanons—--

First Years

Content: Prefect!reader, platonic, everyone's rowdy, Sebek's getting clowned on

Other parts: second years, third years

How would the twst boys behave during a sleepover at Ramshackle?

Ace

He's the first friend who comes over (along with Deuce) and only brings his own possessions to the sleepover. That bag of chips he bought? Yeah, they're for himself. Maybe he'll be willing to share if you make a fool out of yourself, though.

Maybe the only sharable item he brought is his deck of cards, but you were quick to ban that due to his habit of cheating.

Ace isn't that much of a handful when it's just Deuce and Grim. They have their usual petty fights, but you're able to meditate it. The real problem starts when more people begin to join; he's definitely beefing with your other friends, namely Sebek. Have fun trying to ensure nothing gets broken!

He's one of the last people to fall asleep out of the first years... And the first to pull pranks on the sleeping ones. First it's Jack, then it's Deuce. He really motivates you to not fall asleep in all the wrong ways.

Deuce

He comes with Ace but ACTUALLY brings snacks and drinks for everyone.

You don't have to worry much about Deuce fighting with others, the only issue is when Ace provokes him into arguing. You'll have to break it up before things spiral into a fistfight.

He falls asleep pretty late, but not late enough to outlast professionals like Ace... Or just exceptions like Ortho. He becomes the victim of getting his face drawn on.

Epel

This is being kept a secret from Vil for... Reasons. You're pretty sure he'll get dragged back to Pomefiore if his housewarden finds out, even if it's a weekend. After all, sleepovers typically mean staying up late.

He mostly brought apples and apple products due to the mass amount of it that he has, but rest assured he brought a game or two as well.

This one right here is the initiator of the pillow fight. He ends up smacking Ace in the face while shouting at him with a thick accent to the point where everyone's just confused, then everything goes in a downwards spiral from there. At least it was fun.... But the only terrifying part was dodging Jack and Sebek. you really wouldn't want to get hit by them, even if it's just with pillows.

Jack

He was just honestly doing his best when he brought protein bars and movie disks. At least the bars are chocolate, so despite how dense they are, nobody minds too much. No one wants to mention his choice of movie genres until Ace does and gets into another small fight.

He's fun to be around since he doesn't rage after games like most of the others (sometimes Deuce is fine). The only issue is that things will get noisy when he catches anyone cheating, so you'll have to oversee the games.

He tries to stay up like everyone else, but since he's so used to his regular sleep schedule, he falls asleep first. He's the victim of having makeup all over his face and getting all prettied up in ribbons and braids. Admittedly, you joined in with braiding his hair and tail.

Sebek

This guy pulls up with his Malleus plushie and immediately becomes the target of jokes within the first 15 minutes of the sleepover. He actually does bring a few refreshments though, which is surprising. You suspect it might have been under the directions of Lilia.

He seems really on edge the entire time since he's not guarding Malleus, but once he gets into the mood of the sleepover, his mind won't be as occupied on it. Plus, Malleus and Lilia ordered him to attend for his own good. He needs peers to hang out with.

#1 game rager, and Ace/Grim are having a field day out of it. He's not good at online games at all, so his only wins are either playing against Jack or playing tabletop games instead.

Watching him chomp down all the snacks starts to make you concerned that maybe there isn't enough at all. Fortunately, an unknown hero (...Ace...) replaced his drink with dark coffee to hold back his appetite. Sebek will try to pretend he can drink it at first before he has to give up, and that's when round 2 of the jokes begin.

Falls asleep around the same time as Deuce, and immediately, everyone wants to test out if his singular lightning-shaped hair strand can actually charge up devices... And Ortho. It's a rumor that was going on for a while.

Ortho

Ace, Deuce, Epel, and Grim get HYPED when he comes because they just know he has all the good games with him. The video games.

He did research on what kind of snacks to bring, plus Idia actually gave him the advice and budget for it so his little brother would look cool in front of everyone!

Naturally, he crushes everyone in online games, but he did try to slightly nerf himself after some of the others game raged.

Surprising good at pillow fights too. He's speedy and able to dodge by flying, plus his power output can be stronger than what it looks like. In fact, he nearly knocked Deuce out cold with a pillow and had to apologize later.

Ortho charged earlier in the day so there's no issues with staying up all night. No one exactly suspects him of being mischievous because they're all focused on Ace, but in reality, he's the ONLY person who gets to have the last laugh at everyone when they fall vulnerable to face-drawing and pranks in their sleep.

Grim

Your little furry friend. He didn't really help you prepare much for the sleepover and kept trying to get into the snacks beforehand, but he's super excited for it.

He talks big everytime he starts a game and rages when he loses, requesting to play something else or to do “another round” until he wins. There is no in-between.

He accidentally sparks jealousy in Sebek when casually mentioning how often “Tsunotarou” hangs out with the both of you, thus causing another fight. It's easier to break up a fight with Grim since you can just grab him and swaddle him. Kitty burrito.

Makes for an amazing pillow or heater when he falls asleep. The only difference between during a sleepover and during usual naps with him is that your other friends get to experience the fluff as well. Note that this does not stop the pranks from happening.

Special: Ouija Board

Epel is the one who brought along an Ouija board, and Ace pushes everyone else to play it by questioning their bravery.

Already, the two people who are fearing this board the most are Sebek, Grim, and Deuce—they won't admit it, though. Each and every one of them is pretending like this game is child's play.

Jack is probably calling this stupid but plays anyways because he won't stand for being called a chicken.

It starts with a simple question of “Are you there?” and ends with panic as the planchette moves to “Yes.”

It seems like everyone forgot there were actual ghosts at Ramshackle, but it was funny nonetheless seeing everyone panic; especially Grim. You would've liked to think that he'd be used to it by now.

When weird rumors about Ramshackle start circulating the school again, you'll know exactly why now. Even Malleus asks about it during his next visit. You might've spotted Rook lurking around the dorm a few times too.