#deuce x yuu

[raguiras]

Might return from my hiatus if this does well lol. Reblogs appreciated!

Ship blog: @spade-of-storms

[akisteahouse]

FALLING FOR YA! featuring your quaint neighbourhood’s boys ACE TRAPPOLA, DEUCE SPADE, RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS and TREY CLOVER…

Ace Trappola! Who’d been your next-door neighbour and annoyance ever since you were born in the Queendom of Roses, after the fateful day where he threw his basketball over your backyard's fence. Self-proclaimed ‘childhood best friend’ of yours, hanging out with you for the next years many, many blisteringly hot summers - riding your bikes together at the beach(he’d fallen off so many times while learning, always averting his eyes whenever you bent down to put a bandaid on his scraped knees), stealing licks off each others rapidly melting ice cream(nevermind his pink-tipped ears, or how he didn’t seem to really mind at all), getting kicked out of the town’s movie theatre one too many times after giggling and nudging each other at lovey-dovey couples a little too hard(couples…psh, he could never, right?)… fun times, fun times. Lunch and dinner at the Trappola’s becoming an almost daily tradition, with Mrs Trappola fussing about second and third servings, before insisting you stay the night… but it was alright, your parents were too close with the Trappola’s to care, and Ace most certainly didn’t mind sharing a bed anyway - you’d just have to deal with his playfully kicking feet and his not-so-slick longing glances, but it wasn’t not like you’d mind too much - he was your best friend, after all, and what would he do without you? ;)

Deuce Spade! Who everyone knew as the resident problem-causing delinquent, and not for the sweet boy you’d seen tinkering away at his mom’s broken appliances at the blast cycle workshop next to your apartment, brows furrowed in concentration, bottom lip adorably sticking out as he worked. You’d found him doubled over in the park once, knuckles battered and bruised, blood streaming down his nose, and who were you to leave him behind? Deuce, who incessantly refused for help, but softened at the mention of his mother seeing him like that, begrudgingly letting you patch up with the cheap med-kit you’d gotten from the corner store nearby, grumbling a ‘thanks’ under his breath as you worked, offering to pay you back with fixing any broken machinery you had lying around, blue eyes firmly focused on the stray leaf on the concrete rather than your eyes, before leaving. Perking up like a stray cat when you found him the next day with a broken clock, and then a watch, and then a radio - nevermind how his eyes brightened when he saw you walk up to him on the very first day, how he looked at you like you were too good to be true, how he waited for you to come again to retrieve your fixed item, nevermind it at all. And oh, the day he vowed to change for the better, he vowed to change not only for his mother, but for you too - the one who’d treated him like a normal person. You would accept his diligent efforts, right? ;)

Riddle Rosehearts! Who’d always been a bit of a neighbourhood enigma, well, at least to the children, of course - the strange, quiet boy who never left his house. What child wouldn’t be curious? Well, your middle school friends were, for one, and on the night of Halloween, had dared you to visit the boy. And so, you did - hurling small pebbles onto the window where the redhead was currently studying, head bowed and nose deep into impossibly thick books, before he’d finally noticed your unceasing efforts. Chest puffing out and face red from anger as you scuttled closer to the window, berating something about how ‘rule 672 clearly states that no stone shall be thrown past eight lest it be a romantic intervention!’…oh? Romantic? You could certainly work with that >:)))))) Face red now for a different reason after you decided to declare that yes, this was a romantic intervention, blubbering about how ‘certain courtship rituals had to be done’… cute. Secretly visiting the redhead at night like he was a princess locked away in a tower, always throwing pebbles to alert him of your presence, all the while actually doing the courtship ritual he’d seemed so insistent about… sliding in love letters(each of which he’d kept neatly tucked away in one of his many books), poetry(face burning red as he read your sonnets, so obviously full of romantic mush he didn’t know what to do other than to shove his flushed face onto his hands), and of course, small gifts(all of which he kept secretly underneath his bed). Poor Riddle Rosehearts, who’d been struck with an ailment of the heart, one that even the most skilled doctors couldn’t undo - love, with you as the main cause. Oh well, it wasn’t like you or him particularly minded anyways, no? ;)

Trey Clover! Who you’d always seen manning the cashier at his family’s bakery, flashing a smile whenever someone walked in or out - you’d know this by now, as a regular of theirs. He seemed to know you too, waving and greeting you with a particularly bright smile whenever you walked in, even if you came in during bustling rush hours - yeah, he wasn’t particularly shy with his affections, to the point that the entire Clover family were well aware of his not-so little affection for you. Mrs Clover dropping some not-subtle-at-all hints about what a great son-in-law Trey would be to your parents, Mr Clover oftentimes joking(lie) about how you hung around the bakery so much that you were practically family at this point, Trey’s younger siblings very loudly complaining about how Trey talked too much about you at home(before being swiftly repressed by the man himself, saying that they were just playing around). You’d have to be a fool to not notice the wistful sighs he’d emit in your direction, the too-long-to-be-platonic gazes across the bakery from him, the way his fingers brushed against yours for a bit too long when handing you your orders…and maybe you were a fool, because you hadn’t responded to his actions, not one bit - but it was fine. Trey was a patient man, and he wouldn’t mind playing the long game, as long as the final prize was your heart ;)

[oh-hopeless-heart]

Deuce: “Hey Yui..so you’re like a girl but not right?”

Yui: “Demi girl. Go by she/they. Why do you ask??”

Deuce “Sooooo let’s say someone had a crush on you, HYPOTHETICALLY OF COURSE! If like a guy liked you would that be like straight orrrrr..”

Yui: “Nah it’d be a little gay.”

Deuce: “oh.”

Deuce: “…”

Deuce: “that’s good to know.”

[himasgod]

Hehehehe

First years with reader who is Ace's sibling? Reader is an absolute sweetheart to the point people question if they are actually related to Ace.

DEUCE X READER

Where he falls in love with Ace's kind sibling

I'm sorry if it's not what you expected cuz I didn't feel like writing about all the first years today, instead, I focused on deucey, hope u like it anyway <3

Deuce hears it so often he’s not even surprised anymore.

From underclassmen in the cafeteria to random upperclassmen in the hallways, the reaction’s always the same.

“You mean that Ace? Like, Ace Trappola? No way they’re related. Are you sure?”

The confusion never ceases to amuse and confuse everyone—except Deuce.

He gets it. You’re kind, quiet, polite to a fault. You smile at ghosts when they float by Ramshackle and thank the chef ghosts for your meals. You’re always the one with band-aids in your bag, the one who helps Grim reach the higher shelves in the library without complaining about his fireballs.

You're basically the unofficial nurse, therapist, and cheerleader of any anxious student, while your brother…

Well.

“TRAPPOLA!” Riddle roars in the background, and Deuce flinches.

Yep. That.

So no one really blames Deuce for being a little surprised the first time Ace introduced you. He’d been expecting another troublemaker with a grin like a loaded slingshot.

Not someone who greeted him with a soft, “Oh! You must be Deuce! Ace says a lot about you,” with a smile that knocked the breath out of him.

“Not all bad things, I hope?” he’d stammered, ears turning pink.

You just giggled, tucking a stray hair behind your ear.

“Well… it is Ace. But I don’t believe everything he says.”

And just like that, Deuce was gone.

“I’m serious, I think my sibling’s casting some weird love spell on everyone or something,” Ace grumbles one day, flipping a playing card over in frustration.

“They’re just… nice,” Deuce says, ducking his head to hide his blush.

“Yeah, to the point it’s suspicious. It’s like they got all the angel genes and I got all the cool ones.”

“Wouldn’t call it that,” Deuce mutters, but Ace is already too busy cheating at cards to hear him.

The truth is, Deuce can’t help it.

He finds himself looking for you on campus. Not in a creepy way—he just feels better when you're around.

You talk to him like he’s not just a delinquent trying to play hero. Like he’s someone worth talking to.

Once, you caught him struggling to carry potion ingredients, and without a word, you took half the load into your arms.

“Teamwork makes the dream work,” you’d smiled.

He had to stare straight ahead the whole walk back so you wouldn’t see how red his face had gotten.

“Hey, Deuce?”

He looks up from where he’s fixing something outside the dorm. You’re hugging a pillow to your chest, hair tousled from a nap, and his brain short-circuits for a moment before he manages, “Yeah? Did you just wake up?”

“I was sleepy, so I took a nap…but that doesn't matter... I mean, you want to go to the Mystery Shop with me?” you ask.

“Ace’s stuck in detention, and I… well, I kind of wanted your opinion.”

“My opinion?” Deuce blinks. “On… what?”

You shift shyly.

“I want to buy a charm. For someone. But I’m not sure which one suits him better.”

He stares. His eye twitched a little unconsciously as he felt his heart now beat in a sadder rhythm.

“...Is it for a classmate?”

You hum.

“Mhm. He’s really sweet. A little clumsy. Tries really hard to do the right thing. I think he likes bastcycles?”

Oh.

Oh.

His brain stutters like a bad engine.

“...Wait. Is that—”

Your grin breaks through like sunlight.

“It’s you, dummy.”

He just about drops the wrench.

By the time you two are officially dating, the confusion on campus triples.

“Ace’s sibling? Them? Dating Deuce? What is going on in that family?!”

But Deuce doesn’t care what people say. You make him feel calm. Whole.

Like maybe he doesn’t have to prove himself all the time just to deserve good things.

And when you sit next to him during class and gently fix his tie, or when you sneak him snacks during long lectures with a wink, he feels it again—that dizzy warmth in his chest.

Love, probably.

And if he sometimes ends up sparring with Ace over who gets to walk you to class, well… he’s not sorry.

“Just don’t break their heart, Spade,” Ace says one day, not looking at him.

Deuce nods solemnly.

“I won’t. Ever.”

Because you’re nothing like Ace—but maybe that’s what makes this so special.

And somehow, that kindness of yours?

It’s exactly the kind of chaos Deuce Spade’s heart needed.

[enderping]

A DAY LATE BUT HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEUCEEEE!! 🎉

I was lucky enough to pull him on both my jp and en server accounts XD

And ofc I had to draw his new fit somehow like cmon how could i not ?

[miya-and-me]

Deucey-boy felt silly today

Also how is my shading here better than when i actually render💀

[kauli01]

𖤐 • If his S/O acts like Yumemizuki Mizuki (Genshin Impact) and is a Baku! 𖤐 •

Genre: Fluff

CW: X Reader, possible OOC !!

Media: Twisted Wonderland.

AN: Mizuki is so gorgeous and her voice is so soothing <3 BTW I only write AFAB and GN Reader !! And possible OOC so srry!! Plus Spoilers to the Groovy art !!

Twst characters: Riddle Rosehearts, Deuce Spade, Rook Hunt, Epel Felmier, Lilia Vanrouge, Malleus Draconia.

Check out Masterlist / Rules ^ ^

“A shareholder of Aisa Bathhouse, a baku, and a clinical psychologist. Dedicated to the dispersal of nightmares, and to bringing people peace of mind.”

“The baku is a mythical creature known to devour dreams and nightmares”

𖤐 • ˚✧ { Riddle Rosehearts } 𖤐 • ˚✧

“A quick nap in the middle of the day can give you an energy boost, but I do mean "quick." Sleeping too long will make you more tired... Need me to wake you up in a bit?”

♡ —> Riddle is knowable about Baku’s and was surprised that he met one, much less, you being his S/O, Riddle noted that it seems you, Ya-chan and Te-chan are inseparable, he hoped that those two Baku’s don’t cause trouble in NRC or Heartsbyul but was pleasantly impressed of how reliable those two are. <3

♡ —> Riddle always tries to keep his distance from Ya-chan and Te-chan since he still has duties to do and work as well, but he sometimes gets distracted by your little companions. You quietly notice how stressed Riddle is since the upcoming exam and you try to figure out ways to calm him down or at the very least make him feel less stressed out and have a positive outlook… <3

♡ —> Riddle was confused by seeing another his Darling’s companions after you ask him to stay in his dorm room for a little comfort “session”…the little Baku strangely looked similar to you until you spoke and he realized that’s you in your original form! He stared at you with awe and the fact you have two forms is so interesting. <3

♡ —> Riddle yet he finds himself now lying down with a little Baku in his arms, Ya-chan and Te-chan preparing a meal for the two of those lovebirds, it was a strange feeling yet was welcomed. He wanted to pay back for what you, Ya-chan and Te-chan had done for him but you simply said this is free of charge and you wanted him to feel less stressed out about the upcoming exam so you figured that this would calm him down but his Darling told him that “The deeper we bury them, the harder we forget to find ways to wind ourselves down, we often find ourselves stressed out about the future instead of focusing on the present” <3

♡ —> Riddle but he couldn’t accept that, he wanted to repay his Darling with something at least, he figured that he’s gonna bring a bouquet of your favourite flowers and a tart! It’s the least he could do for them but he still wanted to repay you back…<3

𖤐 • ˚✧ { Deuce Spade } 𖤐 • ˚✧

“You’re doing great, it’s okay to need help sometimes, and there’s no harm in being a kid once in a while”

♡ —> Deuce heard about Baku’s since they’re known to devour nightmares but he wasn’t aware that they can eat dreams as well, to him; he should’ve known that information about Baku’s can also devour dreams! He felt so ashamed that because his Darling is a Baku. Yet you weren’t angry that Deuce didn’t know that information but instead let him know that it’s a great opportunity to learn about Baku’s, especially in person! <3

♡ —> Deuce literally can’t stop staring into your eyes because they’re so unique especially those unique shapes of pupils but he quickly apologized for his staring when he noticed you looking back at him! He didn’t want to make you uncomfortable, he can’t help it! Your eyes are so beautiful and soft-looking, he can’t help but feel safe and secure around you! <3

♡ —> Deuce always makes some sweets with some help with Trey, he figured he should make you sweets after each of your difficult sessions with your client after all, he doesn’t want his love to feel down about their abilities or anything like that <3

♡ —> Deuce loves whenever you yap about your day and in exchange he yaps back, you guys could talk for hours and hours! Sometimes he gets those cuteness aggressions because come on! You’re so adorable and your voice is gorgeous, he doesn’t want anyone to say otherwise or else, he simply loves you so much <3

♡ —> To Deuce, he thinks he’s lucky to have you as his partner because you’re so caring and the fact you help people makes him wanna be like you someday which he tries to do for you! He has those dreams of your future with him if you want to stay in Twisted Wonderland, he wants to treat you like the Queen you are and wanna protect you and Ya-chan and Te-chan as well! <3

𖤐 • ˚✧ { Rook Hunt } 𖤐 • ˚✧

“Good afternoon! Going by the look on your face, I suppose you must have had a pleasant dream just now? It seems the treatment has proven quite effective. Ah, perfect timing. The afternoon snacks are ready too.”

♡ —> Listen, Rook literally finds everything about you so beautiful especially those soft unique-coloured eyes of yours, your sense of style and how you fight, he could literally write a poem about how gorgeous you are and he has named 100 things he finds beautiful about you! If he wanted to, he could <3

♡ —> Rook was always curious about Ya-chan and Te-chan, he wondered if they can run and if they have another form just like yourself, he finds it adorable of how determined they are to assist you, he admires about how emotional Ya-chan can be and for Te-chan; how rational she is, like they’re opposite of each other in a way yet they somehow manage to stay together to assist his Darling! It’s beautiful! <3

♡ —> Yes, Rook has and will keep painting / sketching you and your unique features, he likes sketching you when you’re doing something else without you noticing that he’s drawing you, he simply wanted to surprise you when he finally finished sketching your portrait and to show how unique your features is <3

♡ —> Rook knows what Baku’s are and always wondered what’s it like having his beloved dreams devoured by a Baku, what would happen to him? Would he loose his sanity or would something better happens? Thus, he asked his Darling to devour his dreams, you were shocked because of how precious dreams can be and the outcome, you had expected him to ask you to devour his nightmares not dreams! You try to explain why you aren’t going to do that but can devour nightmares instead which he agreed to! <3

♡ —> Rook literally loves your soothing voice! It isn’t a surprise that he loves everything about you, he often finds himself charmed by your soothing voice and it makes him wanna seek that feeling even more, it makes sense that you work as a clinical psychologist! He has written a poem of your voice and sang it out loud in public much to your embarrassment but you appreciate his…unique ways he shows his love to you <3

𖤐 • ˚✧ { Epel Felmier } 𖤐 • ˚✧

“If you ever feel down, just drop everything, and go out for some fresh air.”

♡ —> Epel thought those little critters of yours would be nothing but causing trouble! But his opinion changed when he saw how those two little Baku’s try to assist you in battle and every day activities, which made him a bit insecure about his capabilities thus he started helping you more often such as bringing you lunch or giving you medication whenever you’re feeling sick. He wanted to prove himself that you could rely on him as well! Instead of those two adorable Baku’s! <3

♡ —> Yes, Epel is a bit arrogant of how gorgeous you are and the fact that you’re his S/O, he has bragged about how gorgeous you are and the fact you help people, yet he still wants to prove himself that he’s the perfect man for you and hopes to become more “manly” for your approval, though you keep on telling him that it’s great that he’s working on himself, he should embrace his natural looks and you still love him no matter what, BUT he finds himself deeply in love with you even more <3

♡ —> Epel couldn’t bear the thought of people thinking his Darling is “weird-looking” because they must wearing blindfolds if they think his Darling is weird-looking! That ain’t true at all! He had gotten into fights due to that, whenever he overheard someone talking bad about his S/O, he had to defend his Darling’s name! Although, he kept being reminded by his Darling, that “some people are insecure about themselves and they lash out on others but it’s best if we ignore their words and hope they change for the better” <3

♡ —> since he still wanted to prove himself, lately he has been cooking for his Darling but sometimes Ya-chan and Te-chan somehow finishes cooking before Epel is done, he’s a bit butt hurt about it…but it just makes him wanna learn more in order to cook faster! But slowly, Ya-chan and Te-chan began helping him which he slowly agreed, each day, until they agreed to work together on preparing a meal for his Darling! And Ya-chan even made a meal for Epel’s hard work <3

♡ —> Epel finds himself playing with your tail whenever he gets a bit angry after Vil scolding him or he loses in a game, originally, he wasn’t going to do it at all because it’s embarrassing and weird, yet you reassured him that it’s okay just as long he doesn’t pull it at all, he only does it when you’re both alone and he loves you talking! It calms him down whenever you talk about your day even Ya-chan and Te-chan giving him snacks helps his day as well <3

𖤐 • ˚✧ { Lilia Vanrouge } 𖤐 • ˚✧

“Sunshine isn't always a good thing. If it's too bright, the light can get into your eyes and make you dizzy.”

♡ —> Lilia had always been teasing to your Little Baku Companions before your relationship had started! Especially towards Ya-chan but he means no harm to the poor Ya-chan while Te-chan tries to help the poor little Baku! They’re simply too adorable to ignore but perhaps, Ya-chan and Te-Chan should let Lilia help them with the meal preparation as a “asking forgiveness” gesture to them…? <3

♡ —> Since his Love is a Baku, he wondered if he could see your original form since Ya-chan and Te-chan looks so squishy and adorable in that form of theirs! He simply wants to see his Love’s original form and cuddle with you! He finds both your more human-like form and your non-human form adorable, if you’re willing to; he could let you wear a small little hoodie if it rains or it’s too sunny outside or let him put a little bow on your head <3

♡ —> Don’t be surprised if Lilia decides to spoil you with his love or even say that you’re so gorgeous each time he sees you in the dorm, he wants to spoil you so let the old man do it please plus pulling small pranks is his love language basically, he wouldn’t do something extreme because he doesn’t want his Love to be uncomfortable, of course! But if you’re willing to, he could put a little bow on your tail of yours or a little bat shaped pin on your hair <3

♡ —> Lilia is a bit protective over you so sometimes his little bats watch over you if something happens then they will notify him but that wouldn’t happen because you’re a strong Baku and those little companions can help as well but he always warns you to be careful about your surroundings, he simply doesn’t want to lose someone close to him <3

♡ —> Lilia’s nickname for you had always been “Darling” or “Starling” for no other reason then you shine so brightly like the moon, he’s a bit of a romantic and loves cuddling with you! He doesn’t want to leave behind poor Ya-chan or Te-chan so he lets them join in since they’re hardworking and deserve to take a break just like you <3

𖤐 • ˚✧ { Malleus Draconia } 𖤐 • ˚✧

“Our dreams are where they manifest themselves, and the deeper we bury them, the more likely they are to manifest as nightmares”

♡ —> Malleus finds it interesting that he met a Baku especially as interesting as you, it’s been a while since he met a Baku, and he finds it interesting that those two little Baku of yours always assisted you, even in combat, he was always known to be protective of you when you two started dating but now he’s feeling quite protective towards Ya-chan and Te-chan as well, it’s clear that those two little Baku’s are important to you and he doesn’t want his Darling to be hurt if Ya-chan and Te-chan were injured! <3

♡ —> Malleus couldn’t bear the thought of Ya-chan and Te-chan or his Darling being injured, he keeps on thinking of the worst outcome and sleeping is starting to become difficult, he seems to be always near you just in case, you are independent and can fight just fine but he isn’t gonna let the small chance of you being injured happened, you had noticed his behaviour changing subtly, you wanted him to be honest with you in your relationship, thus you let Malleus tell his feelings and what’s happening currently! If there’s a chance to help ease his mind then you are willing to do it <3

♡ —> You offered you could devour his nightmares if he wanted to after you heard his fears, while it doesn’t immediately fix anything, it could be the first step towards happiness, it almost slipped Malleus’s mind, of course! You can devour nightmares and dreams as well! Although you also have to be in a slumber to do it as well yet he agreed to it. nightmares tasted bitter like a tang of rust and a chaotic mix of seasonings, it broke your heart that Malleus is worried about Ya-chan and Te-chan and your lives. </3

♡ —> Malleus felt relieved but he still had that lingering feeling of fear of his Darling and their little companions lives, you always reminded him that they’re fine and they could fight just fine but if something happens to them then he can help them and you, his darling reminded him “it’s best to focus on the present moment instead of focusing the future, while we can’t control the future, we can control what’s going on in the present” he was tired, he wanted to sleep for the night, his love is next to him; Ya-chan and Te-chan comforting Malleus, it feels so calming <3

♡ —> Malleus doesn’t take it too well when someone makes bad comments about his love's appearance or their clothes, especially behind his back, if he wants to smit someone then he would but he doesn’t want to for the sake of his Darling and his reputation as the Prince, he always tells them that your beauty is like the moon, some may not understand it but others know how gorgeous the moon is and can be, each night, he tells you those words <3

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[moonlit-midnight]

my beloved platonic yuu ships✨

[eldritch-alicedoll]

One last dance before the Halloween end

For design reference here

[ephemii]

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫! 🎇🏮❄️

the hour marks a new beginning, hold onto that hand and pass the threshold...✨🤍

thank you all so much for the love you've shown me this past (almost) year since I've started posting-- you're all so wonderful and you've made my experience in the fandom so far very special 🩷🩷

...and what's a big day without the cozy wind-down? the night concludes!

have a good one, y'all!! :D 🌟

[kokii-omii]

lets hope he learned his lesson

[twst-aceofhearts]

Reddened

a/n: I'm so sorry this took so long TT - there may be a pt 2 idk depends on how busy I'll be with school - also don't ask why i posted this at 2:30 am

~sorry if you're not good at math but I had Yuu be good at it for the sake of this fic~

pairing: Deuce x Yuu

words: 1606

taglist: @luxaryllis @thegoldencontracts @waterthatsmoe

Deuce has been getting tutored by Yuu due to Professor Crewel’s orders. They didn’t mind, of course! They’ve been friends with Deuce for a while now. Although, lately, he’s been acting a bit weird.

“I-I think I get it now!” Deuce’s face turns red as Yuu’s hand accidentally brushes against his.

Yuu smiled. “That’s good. Here—try one more time and we can take a break.”

Deuce nods, his face still pink. He takes his pencil and answers a math question. “Is this…right…?” He gives a sheepish smile, trying not to look at Yuu directly in the eye.

Yuu picked up his notebook, looking over what he wrote. “It’s right,” They handed it back to him, placing it in front of him.

Deuce lets out an exhale, relief taking over his expression. “I’m really starting to get the hang of this…”

He glances up at Yuu to study their face, his eyes darting from their eyes to the corners of their mouth, then to Yuu’s cheek. He suddenly looks like there’s something on his mind.

Yuu tilted their head. “Deuce?”

Deuce quickly turns away, trying to hide his reddening face. He’s been staring at Yuu for a moment too long and he knows it. He doesn’t exactly know how to respond when Yuu addresses it.

“Huh?” he says, his voice cracking. “I-I’m just thinking.” 

His hands fidget with the pen in his hands, still avoiding eye-contact.

“Uh…okay. You want to go grab a drink from the vending machine and take a break?” Yuu paid no mind to it, rummaging through their bag for their wallet.

“S-sure, yeah, that sounds good!” Deuce replies. The break would give him the chance to clear his head a little.

Deuce shuts the textbook, placing his pen on top of the hard cover. He stands up, waiting for Yuu to do the same.

Yuu nodded, finding their wallet and standing up beside him. “Let’s go.”

Deuce follow Yuu, walking out of the library. He can’t help but sneak glances at Yuu from time to time as they make their way down the hall. He struggles to keep his eyes on the path ahead of him, his eyes darting away whenever they looked in his direction, trying to hide his embarrassment.

Yuu suddenly stopped in place, causing him to bump into them. Deuce lets out a surprised ‘oof’ as he collides into them. He stumbles back a little, regaining his footing before addressing Yuu. 

“Why’d you stop? What’s the matter?”

Yuu raised an eyebrow at him, pointing at the vending machine beside themself.

Deuce’s eyes followed the direction of their finger. He blinked once before he realized what they were pointing at. “O-oh,” he mutters, “right…”

With Yuu standing so close next to him, Deuce is becoming aware of his body, and the fact that him and Yuu were practically touching.

“Which one do you want?” Yuu went through their wallet, taking out a few thaumarks.

It takes a second for Deuce’s mind to understand what Yuu was asking. He’s too focused on the feeling of Yuu being right next to him. “Huh? Oh, um…”

He quickly scans the drink selection, searching for the one he likes. The last thing he wanted to do was make them wait long enough for Yuu to get suspicious of his behavior. “I’ll take the strawberry one,” he answers, “if it’s not too much trouble.”

“Yeah, sure,” Yuu inserted the thaumarks, getting a strawberry for Deuce and a [flavor] one for themself.

Deuce watches as Yuu use the vending machine to get the drinks. His heart is racing, still trying to calm his nerves. He mentally scolds himself for being flustered over something as stupid as standing too close to them. Yuu has done things like this before plenty of times. Why was it bothering him so much now?

Deuce lets out a defeated huff, accepting that he’s going to continue feeling this way for the rest of the day. He can only hope to not act like too much of an idiot around them.

“We should go back now before someone steals our stuff,” Yuu handed him his drink, before taking a sip of their own.

Deuce nods in agreement, taking the drink from their hand. He’s still feeling a little flustered, and he’s worried they might notice. He  takes a sip of the drink in order to avoid having to speak.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

While walking back, Yuu suddenly spoke up. “Can I try yours?”

Deuce nearly chokes on his drink when they ask him to share. He wasn’t expecting anything like that, swallowing hard before stammering a response. 

“U-uh, sure…?”

Yuu let out a grateful hum, drinking from the straw—the same straw where he drank from.

Deuce stares in silent shock. When Yuu pulled away, he’s left a little breathless. He didn’t even think that they’d want to do that. The act of sharing a drink felt very personal to him—not that he’s opposed to the idea. In fact, he’s already imagining drinking from the same place as them again.

“Here you go. It’s refreshing. You have good taste,” Yuu complimented, handing him his drink back.

Deuce manages to find the words to speak again, a little embarrassed by Yuu’s compliment. He takes the drink back, wrapping his fingers around the plastic bottle. 

“Y-yeah, it’s my favorite,” he says, trying to keep his voice steady. Taking their praise like that made  him flustered in a way he couldn’t explain. He wanted to hear them say that again, and again, and again.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Back in the library, Yuu plopped down in their chair, letting out a small sigh—relieved that nothing was stolen.

Deuce follows Yuu’s lead, sitting next to them. He’s still feeling the after effects of their compliment—he had practically been left speechless afterwards. Even now, he’s silently fidgeting with his hands. He glances in Yuu’s direction from the corner of his eye. He was wondering if Yuu could see how red his cheeks were.

“...Deuce? Are you okay? Your face is redder than Riddle’s hair,” Yuu chuckled, opening the textbook once more to start the next topic.

Deuce’s eyes snap to Yuu when they address his red face. He silently panics, trying to think of a way to respond that wouldn’t be suspicious.

“Y-yeah, I’m fine!” He tries to laugh it off, but it comes across as a little too hasty. “It’s just a little warm in here, that’s all!”

“...? It’s 60 degrees (F) in here though plus air conditioning,” Yuu blinked twice while looking up, their eyes meeting his.

Deuce winces a little at their comment. He knows it’s not real convincing, but he it’s not like he can suddenly drop the “Oh yeah, I have a crush on you” card right away at random. 

As Yuu’s eyes meet his, he could suddenly feel the redness in his cheeks spreading to his ears.

“I-I don’t know, I guess I’m just…” he trails off, looking for a way to end his sentence that isn’t a lie. “I’m just feeling a little off today, that’s all.”

Yuu shrugged, pushing the textbook with the correct page in front of him. “If you say so.”

Deuce lets out a quiet sigh of relief as they drop the subject. He’s silently grateful that Yuu hadn’t pushed anything further, turning his attention to the hardcover book in front of him and trying to focus on what he’s supposed to do. There were still things he needed to fully get a grasp of.

After a moment, Deuce speaks up again. “Can I ask you something really fast?”

Deuce hesitates, not sure how to phrase his question. Well, go big or go home as they say.

“How do you know if you, um…have feelings for someone?”

“...oh wow,” Yuu was expecting a question more related to the topic of geometry, not…relationship advice. 

“Well…” they trailed off. “...I guess if you feel happy with them and look forward to seeing them again.”

“Right,” he nods. That’s a given, he thought. There were more specific signs he was wondering about though.

“What if you also get really…flustered when you’re around them. Like, you get this feeling in your chest, and your heart starts beting really fast. And you can’t concentrate on anything else because they’re the only thing on your mind. And when they stand too close, you get all dizzy and stuff…is that a sign of having feelings for someone?”

Yuu blinked. “That’s oddly specific. Do you have a crush on someone or something?”

Deuce freezes at their question, his eyes wide. It was like the read his mind. “I…I’m just curious,” he says, trying to keep a composed tone. It’s a little strained.

“Then…yeah. That too.”

Deuce nods in response, trying to hide his nervousness. Their words don’t help him feel any better about his situation. If anything he’s more flustered now.

He thinks back to all the times he’d experienced all the things he asked them about—of all the times it happened around them. The realization causes him to feel his heart pound in his chest again. It definitely wasn’t just a small crush he had on Yuu.

“...Deuce, you know you can tell me anything right?”

Deuce looks back up, making eye contact. He can see that genuine look in their eyes—they’re being serious right now, silently telling him he doesn’t have to hide anything from Yuu.

He’s a little torn on what he should do. Should he be honest with you—telling you the truth? Should he try and push these feelings away—hoping they go away eventually? After a moment of silence, Deuce musters up enough courage to answer. 

“Yeah… I know.”

credit to @cafekitsune for divider

[rainb0ws-h4t]

Heartslabyul

continuation of my other post cuz I have motivation now. Kinda changed ur personality a bit, URE a boss now

Continuation of this

Tw: stalking, yandere themes , mentions of blood, hate comments online, slight manipulation(?),

RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS

Before you properly formed a friendship with Yuu, you never interacted with him. Not that you wanted to anyway, he was too strict for you and it was clear you two wouldn't get along with each other.

Of course, you two sometimes caught glimpses of each other in the hallways and library, but neither you or Riddle were interested to chat.

You heard stories of him and his overblot, and you did feel slight sympathy for the man. After all, it wouldn't easy overblotting and dealing with the aftermath. You just hoped he'd recover and everything would go back to the normal and mundane school days like before. This was the farthest your nonexistent relationship with Riddle went.

As you and Yuu became closer though, you heard a few passing whispers on how Riddle became prone to lashing out at others more often. Something about Yuu not attending his tea parties again? Although he did make up for it by properly apologizing, it did cause the students of the Heartslabyul dorm to be cautious of him again.

It was a small break in between classes, and you just kinda wanted a few minutes of being by yourself. Absolutely nothing can compare to the comfort of solitude. You were holding a few books from the library, wanting to catch up more on Trein's history lesson.

You were enjoying the peace and quiet until—

"Don't you ever attempt to act this foolishly in my presence again! Off with your head!" The familiar redhead raised his magic pen and summoned a collar that chained itself around the necks of two students. He crossed his arms, "Maybe this will teach you how to behave as a proper human being, rather than some uncivilized bufoon-" He interrupted himself as he caught sight of your figure down the hall.

Noticing his distracted state, the two students scurried off. Riddle's gaze darkened immensely as he marched towards you. You were not sure if his anger was directed to you or someone else. Your head quickly whipped around if anyone else was the cause for his darkened stare. By the time you looked back at him, he was already right in front of you.

"Do you really assume that the Prefect actually holds the slightest bit of interest towards someone like you?" He spoke, tone dripping with malice.

"Excuse me..?"

"You don't even hold a candle to the Prefect, so don't even bother attempting to do any more damage than you already have done." As expected of the housewarden of Heartslabyul, always so stern and strict...

"Why are you speaking for them? It's clear that if the Prefect didn't want to form a friendship with me then they wouldn't have. You're acting as if I'm forcing them to be friends with me."

"Don't speak back to me." His anger flaring up once again. "I am in a much higher position than you are, and I command you to never speak or even be near to the Prefect ever again!"

Your gaze hardens the more he speaks, "Using your position to force someone to never speak to their friend again because someone can't contain their sensitive feelings? And I thought a Housewarden should know better than to abuse their power."

Riddle's face turned to shock as his voice was hitched in his throat, not finding the ability to speak. You took this as a sign to walk away, the power Riddle held was more than anything you could ever achieve. You were lucky he didn't immediately blow up on you.

~~

Riddle was stunned.

He wasn't used to anyone holding their ground against him. Of course, there were times that it did happen (ace—ahem) but this was different. The fact they didn't seem the slightest bit scared of him intrigued him. Their hardened gaze never faltered, and their words remained sharp and steady.

Huh.

Maybe the Prefect was on to something. He was starting to see the appeal. After his anger had cooled and he started going about his regular schedule , the image of you standing your ground against him just never left his mind.

He stalked observed you from afar and was able to see different parts of you that he wanted to explore. That day when you argued with him was only one side of you that you showed to him. Your playful side, serious side, quiet side, and so many more.

His preferences never left the Prefect, but somehow, your enigmatic personality draws him in.

Riddle describes you as a rose. The deep red petals mesmerizing his mind, reminding him of every single part of you that he has yet to explore. His hand would grip the stem tighter, the thorns prickling at his fair skin. The blood would stain his pristine white clothing, but he wouldn't care. If it meant that he gained more time to take in your hypnotizing beauty, then what was there to lose?

CATER DIAMOND

Cater always rubbed you the wrong way.

His smiles never reached his eyes, the boisterous personality he expresses definitely felt off. Everything he did just seemed like an attempt to cover up something.

You never approached him before you and Yuu became close, you doubt you would be able to keep up with his upbeat energy without exhausting yourself. You did, however, stalk his account sometimes when you just felt like it.

There was this one time that Yuu mentioned Cater asking for your Magicam username. You didn't think into it too much because it could've just been him being curious or just for the randomness.

That was until your Magicam account started getting bashed on for absolutely no reason did you start connecting the dots. You had only a few posts that were all from last year and the comments and replies were just hating on you intensely

You couldn't think of anyone else responsible other than Cater. The intervals between his posts were usually 1-2 days long but there was these two posts that had a week long interval. It could've just been a coincidence, but that week was the same week you've been getting all these hate comments.

To confirm your suspicions, you created a burn account and checked Cater's profile again. Safe to say, there were multiple posts containing fake information and unreal images of texts between your account and his. He must've just blocked you from seeing those posts, that must've been the reason why you weren't able to view those on your main account.

The notifications from the haters (as much as you hate to admit) got to you, even if you didnt do anything. The comments stung. You hadn't done any wrong so why did it hurt? This caused you to be more detached from social media, your view of it dimming by each hate comment.

You ultimately made the decision to delete your account, afraid that if you waited any longer and your personal information would get leaked. That and you planned to confront Cater. You normally wouldn't resort to confrontation, but you refused to take the disrespect. Plus, you'd doubt he'd stop without someone stepping up to him.

It was around lunch when you, grim and the prefect sat together. They had to leave for a few minutes for the bathroom. You silently scanned the cafeteria, checking for a familiar ginger male. You noticed him walking right past where you were sitting. Funny how he thought he had the audacity to ignore you when he started an online bash against you for existing.

"Do you think I wouldn't be able to find out?" You asked, back facing Cater as he froze in his steps.

He immediately turned around, that same fake grin plastered on his face like tape. "Oh, heya!" He waved his hand. "Uh.. Were you talking to me?" He questioned, a slight quiver in his eyebrow.

"You're the one who started that online hate train for me, right?" You turned your head to face him.

"W-what are you talking about?"

"Don't act stupid with me. You're much more conniving than you present yourself to be." You stood up, facing him fully.

Cater hesitated to speak, "Sorries! But I'm not sure what you're talking about! But hey, send me a dm if you wanna talk more. Gotta go, peace!" He made a peace sign with his hands, before making an attempt to flee the scene.

Although before he could exit, a loud slap ran loud through the cafeteria. Everyone's eyes immediately locked on the source of the sound.

Cater's eyes widened as his cheek suddenly stung with burning pain. He brought a hand to slowly cup his reddened cheek as his eyes locked on to your serious ones.

"Didn't you hear me? I said don't play stupid with me." He continued to stare. "I wasn't planning to make this dispute a big deal if you had just admitted to me you did it." You took a step closer to him.

"W-wha.."

You raised your hand, readying to slap him again harder.

"(Name)? Hey, what happened?" The prefect spoke, sensing the tense atmosphere. Your raised arm slowly lowered.

"Myah, why's everyone staring at us?" Grim asked as he casted a curious glance at everyone in the room.

With one last look you shot him, you exited the cafeteria immediately with Yuu running after you. Cater still stood there, quiet. His hand still cupping his stinging cheek. His ears ringing as it blocked out the whispers that spread through the space.

___

Cater sat on his bed, phone in hand as he tried to figure out what to post. A few students had already posted about what happened earlier during lunch. Sevens, this was bad... Each letter he type was deleted a few seconds later, and each idea he had was scrapped.

His focus wasn't completely on his screen though. It kept flickering towards... you. You humiliated him in front of many, and almost outed him for what he did online and yet...

He wasn't mad.. no, he was intrigued. At first, he was mad that the prefect slowly gained the confidence to refute his dates and selfie ideas when they started hanging out with you. He thought your influence was the reason his relationship with Yuu slowly fell apart, his insecurities flaring up and blaming you.

One of the main reasons he sent a hate train to bash account.

But ever since he saw you up close, how he wished Yuu could embody every single trait of yours that you held. So maybe then could they be more like you— identical even. But even then that wouldn't be enough. He always thought you were this reserved and quiet kid who would never stand up to anyone unless the situation really called for it.

That entire dispute at the cafeteria changed his whole perspective on you entirely.

Cater started taking selfies with you in the background, some people even thought you and Cater made up. The hate towards you slowly dissapeared, thanks to Cater.

It wasn't long before Cater eventually swayed the internet into thinking that you and him were dating off screen. The rumors started coming in rapidly, after all, Internet celeb Cater Diamond had a partner!

Though, everything was denied by you personally. With you posting a statement that what the internet made you two to be was just a giant misunderstanding, and that you and him were nothing more than just acquaintences. Unfortunately, Cater's voice in the social platform held more power than yours ever will.

As you turned off your phone to focus on walking back to your dorm, a camera shutter suddenly sounds.

TREY CLOVER

Trey was... ordinary you guess. Sure, he was a great vice-housewarden and an amazing baker but nothing about him struck you. Unlike the others, Trey was laid-back and relaxed and never involved himself unless the situation called for it.

So you were confused when Yuu confessed that Trey intimidated them the most in Heartslabyul. You didn't understand though, he seemed nice and you never sensed any strange or even creepy behaviour from him to Yuu.

Yuu was invited to another Unbirthday party by those two freshmen who hung around them constantly. Unfortunately, the prefect wasn't able to refute their persistance.

"I'll go with you." You offered.

"Huh..?" Yuu looked up at you.

"I said I'll go with you. You're uncomfortable going by yourself, right?"

They stared into your eyes for a few seconds, "You'd do that for me?" They muttered.

"Sure, we're friends after all."

With that, you forced (even if you offered) yourself to go to the party with Yuu. You couldn't just leave them by themselves especially when you know how they felt around those boys.

As you walked, you immediately avoided making your appearance known. You'd rather drip dead right there than maintain a civil conversation with Riddle and Cater. Yuu stuck beside you though, seemingly more attached to you than ever. Of course, it was inevitable that Riddle and Cater noticed you two.

You excused yourself for the bathroom after asking Yuu if they'd be fine. You wandered around Heartslabyul, you probably should've asked for directions.... But oh well. As you continued walking around the dorm, you stumbled on a cute kitchen. No one was inside it currently.

Interested, you explored the space. It seemed recently used; with bowls in the sink, the mixers still plugged in, and the oven warm. It was clearly for the party outside and the one who inhabited the kitchen was probably still outside. That means you were alone...

A creek from the door you entered alerted you,

"(Name)?" A familiar dark green haired male entered the kitchen.

"Trey? How'd you know my name?" You asked, not remembering talking to Trey or even telling him your name.

"And how'd you know mine?" A small smile formed in his face.

"Well, Yuu told me about you." You responded.

"Riddle and Cater told me about you too." You observed a slight wariness in him as he spoke. You wondered what Riddle and Cater made you out to be..

Not knowing how to continue the conversation, "So... you bake?" You asked.

"Yeah, I do. My family ran a bakery where I'm from so it's only natural I'd also learn to bake." He replied.

"Do you... do you want help in cleaning the place? It'd probably go faster if you have someone helping ya." You offered, feeling slightly bad that you were leaving Yuu by themselves even longer.

"Huh? You don't have to trouble yourself really. I made the mess and I should clean it up." Trey started moving towards the dirty dishes in the sink.

You moved in front of him to prevent him from getting any closer to the sink. "And I desperately need an excuse to not go back outside at the moment."

Trey appeared surprised for a moment, "You don't plan on moving anytime soon, are you?"

"Yeah." You responded blankly.

Trey smiled, "I guess it would be better with company."

You and Trey spent the next 20 minutes together cleaning the kitchen. It was peaceful, barely any chatter was involved between you two.

As you headed back to the party, you couldn't help but wonder why Trey intimidated Yuu the most. He was nice and a hard worker. Immediately after noticing your presence, Yuu jumped in your arms and kept blabbering about how they were glad you were safe and unharmed.

You're not sure if that's what started it, but Trey has lately been inviting you over to Heartslabyul for baking sessions. You've started enjoying his company even more, his sweet tarts are just a plus.

___

Trey didn't understand Cater and Riddle.

Riddle made you out to be this insolent and misbehaving buffoon that had no place in a prestigous college like NRC. He also did mutter how you should spend more time at Heartslabyul so that you'd be influenced by their traditions.

Cater complained about you. How you almost outed him and humiliated him in the cafeteria. But then he also whined complained about how you kept ignoring him in hallways and his dms!

So it was no surprise that he developed a slightly dimmed view of you as the two continued talking. But he always avoided making assumptions, so he didn't just regard you as a douche right off the bat.

Color him surprised when you turned out to be so nice. You offered to help him clean and initiated a conversation with ease.

Trey felt a sense of pride that the nice side you showed him wasn't being presented to Riddle or Cater. Feeling slightly special that he was able to be friendly with you unlike the aforementioned two. You were so friendly, how could you ever be the same insolent brat Riddle mentioned?

He started inviting you more often than normal, even expecting you to show up without telling you. He wanted— needed to see that soft side of yours. That addicting smile you sent him every time made all the gears in his head stop working.

C'mon, don't you like baking with him?

___

Yuu has been discouraging you to go though, but you've always brushed their warnings off. You convinced yourself that you could always see through someone's facade, no matter how well they conceal their true intentions. It worked on Cater, right?

But.. you find it harder and harder to refuse his invitations. His saddened expression, his disappointed "oh..", and his guilt tripping remarks.

You really should've listened to Yuu.

ACE & DEUCE (it's easier for me to write them tgt)

Ace and Deuce were annoyed how the prefect suddenly distanced themselves from them. They were even more irked when they realized it was because of another person. How can the prefect just abandon them like that? The two were practically the first friends they made here!

In response, the two ambushed the unwilling prefect at random times and dragged them away to hang out together. That was when they first met you.

You and Yuu we're sharing a small conversation between each other, just the two of you under the comforting shade of a tree. The serene atmosphere disturbed by the two goofs who approached you two unwanted and unannounced.

"Prefect, we've been looking for you!" Deuce exclaimed as he stopped right in front of you.

Ace came running behind him, panting. "You couldn't have waited a few seconds for me you jerk?" He remarked as he caught his breath.

Yuu looked at the two boys Infront of them, nervous and fidgety. "Oh.. Ace and Deuce, what are you guys doing here..?"

"Wellll..... Professor Crewel gave me a really complicated project to make up for that test I missed last week.." Ace explained while scratching his head, ultimately leaving out an important detail where he intentionally missed that test cause he knew Professor Crewel would give him an extra hard project to make up for it.

"He's basically asking you to help him! And plus, you haven't hung out with us all day, so maybe this can make up for it!" Deuce eagerly spoke.

Sevens, these two boys are so hopeless... You remember seeing Ace wandering the courtyard the day of Crewel's test, and only conveniently making an appearance after the test ended. They'd go that far just to have an excuse with the prefect. Have they even courted an actual person before?

"You've spent too much time with your friend already, don't ya think?" Ace stated, not asking, stating.

"You guys can always hang out another time, right?" The two were persistent, you'd give them that.

Yuu fiddle with the ends of their blazer, not sure if what they really wanted to say would appease them. "Well.. I'm not sure if-"

"I know you're free today~" Ace tried to play it off as a joke with a laugh, which in return, came out more menacing.

"Stop it." You intervened.

"Huh?"

"Eh?"

The two said in sync.

"The prefect has been feeling sick. I'd rather they avoid coming into contact with chemicals." You lied, hoping they'd buy it. Yuu turned to you in surprise.

"What? But Yuu has been fine the entire day?" Deuce confusedly said.

"You're lying." Ace furrowed his brows.

"I'm not." You replied.

"Okay, prove it." Ace's irritation becoming more palpable by the second.

"Just ask Yuu."

Then all the eyes turned to the prefect, two sides awaiting and wanting completely different answers. They hesitated, but spoke with sureness in their voice. "Yeah.. I've been feeling a bit down casted today. I just didn't want to make it obvious.."

You turned to face Ace again, "See?" The seemed to have hit Ace he wrong way when his fists visibly clenched.

"Then you have to go back to ramshackle and rest immediately! We'll escort you.." Deuce offered, a slight red tinting his cheeks at the last part of his offer.

Ace placed his facade on again, "Yeah! We'll even cook soup for you!"

Yuu's conflict to choose between either you or the two boys was growing by the second. Normally, they'd just go along with what everyone said. That's how they have always been. But that was also before you came into the picture. "I.."

"They're fine with me." You said.

"You can stop speaking for them, y'know." Ace crossed his arms.

"What do you think Yuu?" Deuce asked, still eagerly waiting for Yuu's answer.

But Yuu knew who they'd feel more safe with, "I'm fine with them. You really don't have to trouble yourself with-"

"It's really no problem! I can take care of you the entire time while youre sick!" Deuce invaded their personal space and held their hands in his.

Just as Ace was about to but in, you spoke.

"The two of you either must be blind or just ignorant." You slowly pushed Deuce off of Yuu. "Can't you see that they DON'T wanna go with you two? Seriously, is it really that hard to read the room?"

The two were quiet for a moment.

"Oh yeah? And who are you to be talking for them like you're doin' them a favor?" Ace's expression darkened visibly.

Deuce cracked his knuckles, "For all we know, you're probably the one who's forcing Yuu to stay with them!"

"Right! That must be the reason why they even started hanging out with you!" Ace accused.

"Or have you ever considered the idea that they actually like me?" You asked.

"Oh please, the prefect could never like someone like you!" Ace yelled.

"You're not showing us anything to like about you right now, so I doubt the prefect could hold a positive opinion for you!" Deuce continued.

"Why should I present someone any likeable qualities when I want them to hate me?" You said.

Just as Ace and Deuce were about to retort, another voice barged in.

"Bad and tardy pups. I expect the two of you in my classroom this instant." Professor Crewel stood behind the boys, who instantly turned from mad to shivering.

You sighed in relief as the two boys finally left, glad their suffocating and persisting presence finally exited. You turned to Yuu who seemed to be staring at you with... Admiration?

They quickly shook their head, snapping them out of their trance. "Thanks a lot.. Im not sure what I would've done without you."

"Don't mention it." You smiled at them.

___

Ace dreaded seeing you whenever you were with Yuu. You always gathered all their attention effortlessly, he used to be able to do that... That's why he hated you. Some part of his mind told him that the prefect got bored of him, so that's why he'll try to get them back!

He'd purposely catch you at times whenever you were with Yuu, so that he'd attempt to impress them by humiliating you. Except... He'd always leave as the defeated. He even tried punching you, but he missed when you dodged instantly.

This one-sided rivalry started an addiction.

He had this rush of adrenaline whenever he argued with you, and he chased after that sensation by the second. Ace wasn't even sure if this was even for Yuu anymore. He was lost in whatever spell you casted onto him that fateful day under the tree.

You made him taste something that ignited a spark within his soul, and he'll forever chase after it.

Deuce wasn't the same case... Well, kind've bit not exactly. He wanted the prefect's attention, how did he achieve that however? He stalked observed you. You were the sole reason the prefect started this sudden change of theirs. How you captivated the prefect in such a short amount of time confused him...

In other words, he was jealous. Jealous of how easily you handled him that day. Jealous of how you could fight back without losing your temper. Jealous of how easily you enamoured Yuu. That's why he'll simply observe you from afar and copy your techniques!

But then.. he started wondering how he could impress you as well... He invited the prefect over to his club to originally impress them with how fast he could run. But when he saw you sitting together with the prefect, he started running and running— Heck, the winds were probably struggling to catch up with him— until he reached the end. He beat his old record, but he didn't focus on that.

When he saw that bewildered look in your face, something in him obsessively started planning even more crazier stunts to have you captivated and jaw-hanging as you stared at him.

That's right... keep your attention on him and him only.

___

Finally done <333

Can't say I'm proud I'm just glad I'm finished with this tbh

It might be ooc sorry yalllzzzz 💔

i might write some alternatives to this cuz I some good ideas!!!

People who wanted to be tagged: @fancyhawk45 @brights-place @avalordream @kthehoeforfictionalmen

[oh-hopeless-heart]

Yui, Yui Tokumitsu.

Yui Tokumitsu.

That last name. The man it ties her to. No matter how many years it’s been since he left her and her mother’s life she still carries the title of his daughter.

Yui, Yui Tokumitsu Spade.

Yui Spade.

…

Doesn’t sound so bad…

[himasgod]

Can I request the first years finding out that their S/O is touch-aversed? She still loves them, she's just uncomfortable with being touched by other people.

FIRST YEARS X READER

Where you are touch-aversed

How would guys react if they tried physical contact with you, and you told them you are not comfortable with physical contact?

Epel had always felt like people underestimated him.

Too soft, too cute, too “girlish”—words that stung worse than a hex.

So when he started dating you, he was determined to prove he could be a strong n reliable partner. Not clingy. Not needy. Just dependable.

Except he also kind of wanted to hold your hand.

The idea kept floating in his mind. Every time you smiled at him like he’d just handed you the moon, every time you tucked your head when you laughed—it made him want to hold you close, just a little.

So one afternoon, after sneaking off to an apple orchard near Ramshackle, he reached for your hand as you stood beneath a tree. You gently stepped aside, not rude, just… careful. And Epel paused, hand mid-air.

“Ah… sorry. Did I mess up?”

“No. I just... don’t like being touched. Not really by anyone. It’s not about you.”

Epel blinked, lowering his hand slowly. He rubbed his neck, thinking.

“I see. That’s alright.”

You tilted your head. “Really?”

“‘Course. Granny always said that love ain’t about what you take—it’s what you give without expectin’ nothin’ back,” he said, voice a little quieter than usual.

You smiled, eyes a little wide.

Epel picked up a fallen apple and tossed it into his hand, smirking faintly. “I don’t need to touch you to know you care. You bein’ here with me says enough.”

He offered you the apple instead of his hand. You took it.

“Maybe someday, you’ll let me hold your hand. But if not, no big deal. I’ll just find other ways to make you feel special. Like teachin’ you how to climb trees or sneakin’ out with me for pie.”

You leaned into his shoulder—not quite touching, but close enough to count.

Epel flushed. “Whoa, okay, that’s kinda intimate for you, huh?”

You laughed. “I’m trying.”

He grinned, fiercely proud.

“You’re doin’ great. I’ll go your pace, always.”

Sebek prided himself on being the most dutiful boyfriend anyone could have. Protective, watchful, vocal about his admiration (often too vocal).

But subtlety? That wasn’t exactly his strongest suit.

So when you gently pulled away the first time he tried to offer his arm during a stroll around Diasomnia, he froze like someone had cast spell on him.

“You… recoiled?” he asked, stunned.

You winced.

“Sorry—I didn’t mean it like that. I’m just... not good with being touched. It makes me uncomfortable.”

Sebek looked like he’d been slapped with a wet fish.

“You mean to say you dislike physical closeness in general? Even from me?”

“Yes. But I still like you, Sebek. I just... express affection differently.”

He went quiet for once, lips parting and closing again like he didn’t know how to argue with something so… personal.

Then, after a long pause, he straightened his spine.

“Very well. If this is your nature, then I shall honor it to the fullest extent! Affection does not solely rely on touch!”

He cleared his throat, raising a finger dramatically.

“I shall serenade you with sonnets of adoration instead!”

You stared.

“Sonnets?”

“Yes! Glorious declarations of loyalty, recited from a safe distance!” he beamed.

You snorted, unable to help yourself.

“That’s... actually kind of sweet.”

“Of course it is,” he huffed proudly. “I am no crude brute. I am capable of restraint and—above all—respect.”

From that day forward, Sebek began to show his love with grand words, acts of service, and excessive praise.

He’d always ask permission before getting close, and though his voice was loud, his intentions were always gentle.

Jack wasn’t one for public displays of affection anyway. He liked his space, liked his quiet.

But when he started dating you, he found himself wondering what it’d be like to hold you—just once. Maybe sling his arm around your waist walkin side by side, something simple.

The first time he brushed your fingers and saw you recoil slightly, he froze mid-step.

You were quick to reassure him.

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to react like that—it’s just... I don’t really like being touched.”

Jack stared for a second, ears twitching. “…Got it.”

You looked at him nervously. “Does that bother you?”

He shook his head slowly. “No. It surprised me. But I get it.”

You waited for more, but he didn’t speak right away.

Jack wasn’t the type to talk just to fill space. When he did finally speak, it was with quiet conviction.

“I don’t need to touch you to be close to you.”

You exhaled in relief, and Jack gave you a small smile.

“You’re important to me,” he said, looking straight ahead. “If that means showing I care by keeping my distance, that’s fine. I’ll be right here anyway.”

From then on, Jack would stand just close enough for comfort, always aware of your space. He’d open doors, carry your bag, walk you to class—even leave fresh bottles of water near your locker with your name written on them in neat blocky letters.

He didn’t say “I love you” out loud much—but you could feel it in the steadiness of his presence, the quiet loyalty in his gaze, and the respectful distance he never dared cross without your okay.

Ace had always been casual with touch.

Slinging his arm around your shoulder, ruffling your hair, poking your cheek when you pouted—it was all part of how he expressed affection. So when you flinched the first time he held your hand, his smile faltered for half a second.

He didn’t say anything right then.

You laughed it off quickly, and he let it slide.

But it started happening more. A subtle tense in your shoulders when he leaned too close. A quiet step back when he jokingly tried to pick you up. The realization came slow.

So one lazy afternoon, with you both sitting in Heartslabyul’s lounge after a round of magical history tutoring, he brought it up.

“Hey… can I ask you something?”

You looked up from your notes.

“Yeah?”

He rubbed the back of his neck, eyes wandering to the roses outside.

“You don’t like being touched, do you?”

There was a flicker of guilt in your eyes, and you opened your mouth—but he was quick to wave his hands, sitting upright.

“Wait—don’t freak out. I’m not mad or anything! I just... wanna know if it makes you uncomfortable.”

You hesitated, but nodded.

“Yeah. It’s not about you. I just don’t like... being touched. It makes my skin crawl sometimes.”

He blinked, taking that in. No teasing grin. No smug quip.

“Okay. Thanks for telling me.”

You blinked. “That’s it?”

“Yeah, that’s it,” he said, grinning now but softer this time. “You think I’m gonna make you hug me if it makes you uncomfortable? I’m annoying, not evil.”

You laughed, a bit breathless, and he leaned back on his hands, glancing up at the ceiling.

“Still,” he added, tilting his head your way, “if there’s ever a way you do like affection—just tell me. I’m good at switching tactics, y’know. Might even start writing you love letters or something dramatic like Sebek.”

You giggled, warmth in your chest, and bumped your shoulder gently against his.

He looked shocked, then smug. “Hey—was that your version of a kiss?!”

“Shut up, Ace.”

Deuce wasn’t exactly the smoothest when it came to romance, but he tried. Maker, did he try. Carrying your books, pulling your chair out, offering you his jacket even when it wasn’t cold. He’d blush furiously every time—but your smile made it worth it.

But the one time he reached out to hold your hand after class and you instinctively pulled away, his heart sank.

He’d pulled back immediately, stammering an apology. You'd assured him it wasn’t personal.

But he’d spent the rest of the day racking his brain, worried he’d messed up somehow.

It wasn’t until the weekend—when you two sat by the Ramshackle steps, sharing snacks—that you brought it up.

“I’m not mad about earlier,” you said gently, watching the sky. “I just... I’m not good with physical touch.”

Deuce blinked, fingers tightening slightly around his sandwich wrapper.

“You’re not?”

You shook your head. “Even hugs or hand-holding. It’s not something I’m comfortable with. I still love being with you, though.”

He looked at you like you’d just handed him something precious.

“Okay,” he said softly.

You glanced at him. “Really?”

“Yeah,” he smiled, rubbing the back of his neck. “I mean—yeah, I’d like to hold your hand and stuff someday. But it’s not more important than you being happy. I’d rather walk beside you without touching than make you uncomfortable.”

The way your lips parted made his cheeks turn red.

“I’ll learn what works for you,” he added quickly. “Like, if you like words better, or... if there’s something else I can do. I want to be someone who makes you feel safe.”

Your heart swelled, and you gently placed your hand over his—not quite holding, just a light touch of fingers.

He froze, eyes wide.

“Like that?” he whispered.

You nodded. “Sometimes.”

His grin was shy but proud, like he’d just passed the world’s most important exam.

From then on, Deuce never reached out without asking. He’d offer a hand with a quiet “Is this okay?” or send sweet notes folded into perfect rectangles. He still blushed every time you smiled at him. But more than anything, he was patient.

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𝓣𝓦𝓢𝓣 !𝓝𝓢𝓕𝓦! 𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓬𝓪𝓷𝓸𝓷𝓼 !

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DNI If you’re uncomfortable with these topics !

𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓼𝓵𝓪𝓫𝔂𝓾𝓵 𝓿𝓮𝓻 !

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𝑅𝒾𝒹𝒹𝓁𝑒 𝑅𝑜𝓈𝑒𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓈

mommy kink

Tries his best to top, but ends up bottoming almost every time

The reason he’s bad at topping is because: 1, he’s very stiff, he’s too overwhelmed. 2, he literally tops by the book

Before his first time, he read a book on tips and bases everything he does on that

He is trying his best to get better though

Serious praise kink. Degradation will actually break his heart

Riddle has surprising stamina so he can go a decent number of rounds, although he doesn't last as long

He's prone to overstimulation, this is all very new to him

Mostly liquidy, and tastes ok. Somewhat sweet.

Kind of loud, but he tries to muffle most of it because he considers it "indecent"

𝒜𝒸𝑒 𝒯𝓇𝒶𝓅𝓅𝑜𝓁𝒶

Ass man

Eating ass, looking at ass, cumming in ass, fucking in ass. Completely ass drunk

Lots of foreplay for him. Even teasing can count as foreplay for him when he's in the mood, which is quite often

He's really mean. He'll deny you orgasms and will tease you the entire time about it.

He loves reverse cowgirl and doggy for obvious reasons aforementioned, but he likes seeing your spine arch as well

Personally I hc Ace specifically being either Bi or Pan. I feel like he'd also be open to poly relationships or simply bringing a 3rd person into the bedroom

A little bit of degradation on both ends will really get him going

Ace is a switch but prefers to be the one in control. He's super athletic, of course he'd have good stamina too.

Thicker consistency, and kind of sourish. A little harder to swallow.

So whiny and he curses so much

𝒟𝑒𝓊𝒸𝑒 𝒮𝓅𝒶𝒹𝑒

Deuce is very sweet and very gentle

Would never do anything to hurt you

It would be pretty chill with him, very sweet unless you propose something else

Deuce thinks of intimate time as a private thing between the both of you, so he takes it very seriously

Your pleasure above his. His priority is to make sure you feel good all throughout

This by consequence also brings about some of the sweetest aftercare. He’ll make sure you know how loved and appreciated you are <3

For that reason, I think he’d be very open to experiment with kinks and positions, as long as it doesn’t involve hurting you or potentially putting you in a dangerous situation

Seeing your blissed out expressions fuels him to keep going further

Sometimes a few curses slip up, but he tries to hold them back

Tastes as decent as cum can taste like. Not watery, but not super thick either, it’s not particularly difficult to swallow

Cuddles afterwards always. Or at least expect him to end up falling asleep cradling you in his arms

𝒞𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒟𝒾𝒶𝓂𝑜𝓃𝒹

He films the whole thing on his phone and has a whole album dedicated to it. And he’s sneaky about it too, you can hardly tell when he’s filming, unless he’s blatantly doing it which also adds to the excitement

Asked for nudes way too quickly

Sexting (shocking)

He’d have no reservations using his unique magic. Are both of his hands busy? No problem, he’ll use Split Card for another pair, sometimes several

Taking advantage of his unique magic, he’d try all sorts of things to push you over the brink.

I feel like he'd test to see how much stimuli you can stand with all his clones

He’d put your hair up if it’s long enough, and pull on it

Cater would also have an obscene amount of toys from the most popular ones to the most niche.

He’d also be down for pretty much anything, at least once

A little thicker, with a little more sour and salty taste.

𝒯𝓇𝑒𝓎 𝒞𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇

He'd definitely use doodle suit to make his and your cum taste like whipped cream

For this reason he loves eating you out and vice versa

Trey sucks on whatever he can. Your shoulder, your neck, your tits, your fingers. Treating them like sweet candy

He loves to have you clawing at his back and leaving scratch marks all over it, so he really likes missionary

He'll help you brush your teeth after giving him head

Best aftercare ever?? Like he'd whip up anything you'd like, run a hot bath for you, and tuck you in afterward, maybe even cuddle if you feel like it

Although Trey is very usually mild-mannered, this switches around with you. He can become quite rough as a way of stress relief if you give him permission. He'll slap you, yank on your hair, keep a sharp grasp on your hips and wrists

Trey is vocal, but not too loud.

He can make it taste and smell like anything, but it does have a thicker consistency

He'd often incorporate real food, as a form of temperature play and sitophilia. He'd pour a chilled drink over your body to lick it all up or place something sweet between your legs to eat you out

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