#head empty no thoughts just Sebek

[estcaligo]

Ok, so about Sebek...

Just my rambling about Sebek moments in this part

(obviously spoilers for NBC event)

The most important moment for me: SEBEK CAN DRAW!💚💚💚💚

LOOK, SEBEK DREW THIS!!!!!!💚💚💚💚 look at that adorable kitty

100 points to Sebek! Omg, you're so talented.

I taught him, our drawing sessions are bringing results yay!

So when Sebek starts, there are two options:

Thanks and I'll help

After the first:

"Are you going to just stand and watch? You're helping!! Bring me more ink!"

After the second:

"Naturally! Did you think you could just stand and watch?! You hold the paper here."

He's so... omg. Yes I'll always help you Sebek

Mmmm...

Skully is walking a thin line, I swear. Kissing me in front of my fiancé TWICE. Don't test me, goth boy🙂💚

But ok, speaking of Skully, I actually teared up a little when his ideas were rejected. It was so sad. I don't know... I felt really bad for him. Because, you know, it hurts when nobody appreciates your ideas, so you just have to stay silent and brush it off.

Poor Skully.

And I really like how Jamil acted in that situation.

Jamil and Skully (after Skully snaps) are like that scene from Joker: "You were the only one who was ever nice to me. Get out."

Ok, back to Sebek.

Sebek waking up everyone?? Sebek, the Tick-Tock Croc allegations are not beaten, never!!!!

Also, you're so amazing, Sebek - you can sleep anywhere (how about my bed, it's more comfortable)

I like how when he starts counting, we have the option to say "two" after his "one" aaawww so many SebeKan moments!!

I won't put the whole part where Sebek is with Skully here, but I just want to say it's so cool and wholesome.

I'll only share this screen with the translation so you can also appreciate how awesome Sebek is

And that interaction at the end?? No context because I don't want it to make it too long, but the main point is:

SEBEK APPRECIATES OUR MAJIMESA*!!! *which can be translated with a lot of nice words

"I too hold Esther's earnestness in high regard. That is why I asked why the situation turned out this way."

In conclusion, Sebek appreciates us. He's so sweet omg

[otakusheep15]

Flufftober Day 31: Proposal - Diasomnia

Characters included: Malleus Draconia, Lilia Vanrouge, Silver (Vanrouge), Sebek Zigvolt

Word count: 3047

Malleus

Who proposed: Malleus

Malleus always had a complicated relationship with the idea of marriage growing up. He was pretty much exclusively raised by Lilia, a single father. He grew up hearing stories about how important love and marriage is, especially in fae culture, and especially especially because he’s the next in line for the throne. He needs to produce an heir once he’s on the throne, so it’s important that he finds someone he loves to create that heir with. 

Considering how isolated he always was growing up, Malleus doubted he’d ever find true love like he read about in fairytales. Then he met you, and suddenly everything was different. 

You taught him how to love in a way he never thought he could. Of course, he loves Lilia and Silver and Sebek, but that’s not the same. The way he loves you is different from anyone else he’s ever met. You practically saved him. You treated him like he was normal, like he wasn’t an all-powerful borderline god. You taught him a new kind of love he didn’t think he would ever truly experience. 

The love Malleus has for you is so pure, so soft. It’s completely different from the brooding, intimidating character everyone sees him as. He treats you like you’re the royal one rather than the other way around. 

When the thought of proposing first pops into Malleus’s mind, he gets so excited. The idea of growing even closer to you than he already is sounds perfect to him. It also helps that both Lilia and his grandmother are urging him to marry you soon so that he can produce an heir. That’s not the only reason he wants to marry you, of course, but the idea does urge him on for sure. 

Malleus begins planning the perfect proposal. First, he starts with the ring. He goes to every craftsman in Briar Valley, searching for the one who can make him the best ring. You deserve only the highest of quality, after all, and there’s no limit to how much he’ll pay. Once he finds the ideal craftsman, he has them make the ring to perfectly suit your tastes. After it suits his own standards, he pays and takes the ring. 

After that, he plans an outing for you and him. He decides to take you to dinner, having heard that this is a common date for humans, especially for proposals. He wants to make you as comfortable as possible, so he figures this is the best course of action. Naturally, he rents out the entire restaurant he chooses, meaning it’ll be just the two of you. 

When the two of you show up to the restaurant, Malleus looks very proud of himself. The restaurant is completely empty save for the staff, and he has a table reserved exactly in the middle of the room. He tells you to order whatever you’d like, as he’ll be paying for everything. 

As you dine, it becomes increasingly obvious what Malleus is up to. It’s not like you didn’t already know, as he’s never been the most subtle, but tonight it’s extra obvious. In a way, it’s honestly adorable. He’s clearly excited for what he has planned, and you’re just here for the ride. 

Once the meal is done, Malleus escorts you out of the restaurant, leading you on a nice stroll through Briar Valley. It lasts well into the night, and you can feel the tension rising the longer he draws this out. But, when you return to the castle without a ring, you start to think that maybe you were mistaken. Maybe he really did just want to take you out to a nice dinner and walk. 

You return to your room and begin preparing for bed. You head into the bathroom to take a quick shower. Then, you get into your comfy pajamas and head back to your bedroom, only to be immediately stopped in your tracks. 

Malleus is in the middle of your bedroom, surrounded by candles, on one knee with a ring. He stays there, waiting for your answer to his silent question. 

You run to him, and if he weren’t the Malleus Draconia, you would’ve tackled him straight to the floor. Unfortunately for you, he is very strong, so instead of a tackle, he merely catches you in his arms. Taking your almost-tackle as a yes, he pulls back just enough to take your hand, slipping the ring onto your finger. He then kisses your hand so tenderly, and you melt right then and there. 

Your wedding is actually so incredible. It’s extravagant and over-the-top, and everyone who should be invited is invited. Allies of Briar Valley, important nobles and high-ranking officials, and, of course, all of your friends. It’s the biggest celebration in centuries, and it’s absolutely going all out. 

Lilia

Who proposes: Lilia

Lilia gave up on romance long ago. Once he was put in charge of caring for Malleus, all of his own wants and needs were immediately put on the backburner. Honestly, he can’t even blame his lack of a love life on Malleus. He’s always been too busy for love, long before Malleus was in his care.

 Even when he meets you, he still hesitates, not sure if he wants to pursue anything. He liked you a lot, that much was certain. If he had to make a guess, he could also assume you liked him at the time too. But he just couldn’t bring himself to say anything about it for the longest time. 

Ironically, it’s because of Mallues, as well as Silver and Sebek, that he decided to confess to you. They’re the ones who encouraged him when he had a rare moment of self-consciousness. 

When he did confess, it actually went very well. You had accepted, and the two of you were officially dating from that point on. It’s the best decision he’s made in years, and he’s so glad his boys encouraged him to confess to you.

Now, he’s having a similar dilemma. You’ve been dating for a while now, and he really wants to propose to you. But, same as when he was scared to confess, he is now scared to propose. He’s never done something like this, and human courting rituals are so different from fae. He doesn’t want to mess something up and ruin your relationship. 

Once again, it comes down to his sons to hype him up. They give him all of the love and support he needs, and after a long while of trying to prove to him that he won’t ruin your relationship, he finally decides to suck it up and propose. Deep down, he knows you won’t reject him, and he wouldn’t be that surprised if you’ve been waiting for him. 

Normally, this is something he would meticulously plan out, taking his time to detail every little thing. However, even with the confidence boost, Lilia is still somewhat frazzled, so he decides to just do it as soon as possible so that he doesn’t have to sit with his nerves any longer. 

He buys a nice, hand-crafted ring that he’s sure you will love. He also buys a bouquet of flowers on impulse, deciding last minute that you’d like them as well. When he arrives back home, he notices you relaxing, and that somehow manages to calm him down. You look so nice, just hanging out around your house. You look up to greet him, immediately noticing the flowers. They make you smile, and you get up to meet him by the door. 

Lilia hands you the flowers before telling you he has a small surprise. Despite the nerves, he’s still the ever-cheeky Lilia, and he’s absolutely going to tease you, even if just a bit. 

He shows you the ring box, opening it up to reveal the ring he picked out for you. You stare in awe, and you smile at him as he places the ring on your finger. You’ve been waiting for him to be ready, and it looks like today is the day. 

The two of you walk hand in hand to grab a vase for your flowers, and you can’t stop smiling for the rest of the night. 

Your wedding is small. Initially, it was going to be bigger, but Lilia eventually decided that he wanted it to be more chill than originally planned. It ends up just being you, Lilia, Malleus, Silver, Sebek, and a few other close friends and family. Lilia doesn’t care much about the ceremony itself. He just really wants to be married to you. What he is excited for is the honeymoon. He loves traveling so much, and this is the best possible excuse to travel. Somehow, he almost convinced you to have a travel wedding, but you talked him down from doing that since you’re already having an extended honeymoon. 

Silver

Who proposes: you

Silver never really cared about relationships. He’s always been more focused on training to be a knight anyhow. It’s not like he’s against the whole concept of a relationship, and he never minded the thought of being in one when he’s older, but he just assumed a relationship would be years and years away, well after he’s finished his training.

What he did not expect at all was you to appear in his life. Suddenly, all of his plans of finishing his training before even considering romance just fly out the window, and he knows the second he sees you that he has to pursue you. With the encouragement of Lilia, he slowly begins courtship. 

Your initial romance is soft and slow, very much a fluffy slowburn. He’s so caring and sweet all throughout, always making sure you’re comfortable as he continues to court you. Even the littlest of gestures makes your heart melt, barely able to handle just how adorable he is. Everything about him is just perfect, and he can and absolutely will say the same about you. 

Everyone is hyping up your relationship so hard. Malleus and Lilia are your number one fans, and even Sebek is being supportive in his own unique way. The two of you are literally just a mountain of sugar and everyone around you is just completely obsessed. 

As you both grow older and your relationship develops, you only get more domestic, if that’s even possible. You’re truly living the cottagecore dream life out in the forests of Briar Valley where you spend your days hanging out with the animals and watching Silver continue to train. 

Much like your courting and early relationship, proposing is a slow process, but this time, you’re the one taking control. You’ve been wanting to propose for so long now, and now that you and Silver are stable and secure, you figure now is a good time to pop the question. With some support and advice from Lilia, you begin the process of planning your proposal. 

You manage to get a gorgeous ring, one that suits Silver’s ethereal vibe. You plan on proposing in the forest, surrounded by his animal friends. They’ve been a huge part of your life for so many years now, so it makes sense to have them around. 

On the day of the proposal, you planned out a nice picnic for the two of you. You spend the morning preparing sandwiches and fresh fruit as Silver watches you lovingly. It takes all your restraint to not just propose right now. He’s looking at you like you literally hung the moon and stars, and it makes you want to kiss every inch of his face until he can barely breathe. 

Still, you manage to hold yourself back, and you finish up the picnic preparations. With everything done, you and Silver head out, walking to your favorite clearing where you regularly have picnics. His animal friends join you as usual, and they snack on the fruits you packed while you and Silver enjoy your sandwiches. 

Once finished eating, you pull out the ring box, and Silver smiles at you when he realizes what you're holding. You’ve discussed marriage and proposing before, so this wasn’t exactly a surprise. He saw it coming, but you didn’t mind. If anything, the knowledge of your proposal only made the day better for Silver. 

Naturally, he says yes, and the kiss you share after is easily the sweetest thing at this picnic. The animals all seem very happy for you, and that only makes you feel even happier yourself. The two of you stay in the clearing for a bit longer, just basking in the beautiful scenery and each other’s company. 

Your wedding is nice and simple. A few friends and family are invited, and obviously all of Silver’s animal friends. It’s held in the forest, as it’s a very special place for the both of you. The clearing is minimally decorated, and everyone gets to enjoy the scenery. The ceremony itself is beautiful, and the reception is quite fun. The best part is that this is held right next to your house, meaning that if Silver gets tired, the two of you can just sneak away for a nap. 

Sebek

Who proposes: you

The day Sebek acknowledges that romance is a real thing that happens to people is the day the world ends. He represses his own emotions so hard, especially when it comes to stuff like this. It’s mostly because of his parents, and his dad more specifically. He has such a complex view on their relationship, and that’s made his own views on love a bit warped as well. 

When he begins feeling things for you, his immediate response is to repress and forget. However, that’s the absolute worst thing he can do, as that only makes him think about you more and more. Soon enough, all he can think about is how much he doesn’t want to be thinking about you, and he’s basically stuck in an endless loop at this point. 

It would almost be funny if it wasn’t sad. Lilia definitely tries to give Sebek advice, but most of his attempts just end with Sebek shutting down and getting grumpy. Even Malleus can’t seem to get through to him, and that’s when you know it’s bad. 

You, meanwhile, are just kind of vibing. You’re aware of what’s going on with Sebek to a certain extent. As far as you know, Sebek is in a funk because of something, and you're worried about him, but you don’t quite know what’s going on. No one will tell you why Sebek is so upset, and while you really want to help him, you also know to respect his privacy. 

Eventually, after a lot of yelling and lowkey threats, Sebek finally listens and admits his feelings for you, but he’s still not ready to confess immediately. Everyone has had enough of him, but they can only push him so far. 

What no one expects is for you to confess to him instead. Sebek is especially caught off guard, and he practically short circuits as you explain your feelings towards him. 

That seems to be the thing to finally work on him, and he (not-so) begrudgingly agrees to go out with you. You’re happy, Lilia and Malleus are happy, and Silver is just glad Sebek isn’t moping anymore. 

Your relationship progresses shockingly well from there. He learns to ease up a bit, and you help him out a lot during that process. Even if it’s hard for him to admit, he is genuinely grateful for you, and even more grateful you confessed to him when he didn’t have the courage. 

Little does he know you’re about to do it again. 

You’ve been together for a while now, and you really want to get married. If Sebek couldn’t even confess to you in high school, you know for a fact he would never be able to confess to you, even after all of his character development. Just because he’s less angry does not take away the fact that he’s still a bit of an anxious mess. 

That’s why you take on the role of doing the proposing instead. You’ve had it all planned out for a while now, and you think you’re finally ready to put your plan to action. 

You decide that the best place to propose would be at home. That way he’s comfortable and out of the public eye, just in case he does get a bit freaked out. You’re sure he wants to marry you, and you doubt he’d say no, but he might panic a bit if he’s caught off guard. 

Currently, he’s busy being a knight, so you’re home alone as you wait for him. When he returns home, you greet him with a homemade dinner, and you can tell that makes him incredibly happy. Sebek is a sucker for domesticality and you’re actively using that in your favor. 

Dinner is amazing, and Sebek is in a very good mood, and you decide this is the best time to ask him. You pull out your ring, presenting it to Sebek. He looks at you in shock, as if he doesn’t believe this is actually happening right now. You give him a tiny speech about how much you love him and how proud you are of him for how far he’s come, and that you’d really like to marry him. 

He continues to stare, and you see him swallow in nervousness. Then, he steps towards you, enveloping you in his arms, and you know that means yes. Sebek doesn’t even try to act all tsundere, instead choosing to be sincere as he gives you his official yes. You give him the ring, and he continues to hug you. You can tell you’ve made him very happy. 

Your wedding is a rather normal wedding. There’s a decent guest list, if only because he knows a lot of people from being a knight. The ceremony and reception are both quite simple, as Sebek has never been one for flashy presentation. He does get teased a lot by several of the guests for how nervous he was back when you first confessed to him, but it’s obvious that everyone is happy for him, and you as well.

[busycloudy]

"Happy Birthday Prefect!"

 • So...Guess who's birthday it is. That's right, it's mine!😁

 • This is basically what I think they would give you when it's your birthday 

• Tooth rotting fluff fanfic? Headcanon? Idk🤷‍♀️Either way it's tooth rotting fluff(The last part might make you shred a tear tho)

 • Reader is gender neutral. The first years/our chaotic of a group is last! 

• Enjoy! (And happy birthday to anyone else that has a birthday today!)

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Riddle Rosehearts- A Necklace

He gave you a necklace with a Rose, to resemble him, on it. The beads are a bright red and black. In the center of it a beautiful and small glass rose is shown proudly.

Trey Clover- Favorite Sweet

He made you your favorite sweet! He made it specially, and don't worry, no oyster sauce was added!

Cater Diamond- A Phone Case

He got you a phone case that has your favorite thing on it. For example if you like cats he got you a phone case with a cat pattern on it.

Leona Kingscholar- A Ring

This ring was something that simply just reminded you of him. It was golden with silver lettering that said "Herbivore". He didn't tell you this, but he has one himself that says "Sleepyhead"

Ruggie Bucchi- Favorite Food

Ruggie got you some of your favorite food, free of charge! Well, all you owe him is to always have a smile on your face.

Azul Ashengrotto- A free drink + free food

He let you have a free drink, and a free dish from the monstro lounge. How very kind of him to do for a poor unfortunate soul like you! He may also let you sit with him in the V.I.P room and chat.

Jade Leech- Book- Terrainum

He got you a book about different plants, and a terrarium! When you decorate the terrarium, do get Jade if you need help! He will gladly do so!

Floyd Leech- Plush

He got you a eel plushie. He came across it and thought it was adorable, so he thought to give it to you! (He also has a matching shrimp plush)

Kalim Al-Asim- Pictures

Kalim knew for a gift like this, it couldn't be anything, it had to be sentimental, so he gave you some pictures the two of you had together. Hang it on your wall/fridge and he will be so happy!

Jamil Viper- Snake Bracelet

A golden snake bracelet that wraps around your wrist. He hopes this reminds you of him. (He'd be so happy if you wore it every day, please do so, or at least wear it as much as you can🥺)

Vil Schoeinheit- Hair Clip

He gave you a hairclip shaped like a crown. He was still the fairest of all, but maybe you could second him.

Rook Hunt- Bow and Arrow

Rook gave you a bow and arrow of your own Iff you ever would like to practice archery, come to him!

Idia Shroud- Controller- Headphones

He gave you a black and blue game controller with headphones that match, which also have cat ears on them. You can game with him anytime!

Malleus Draconia- Earrings

Malleus gave you dragon earrings, something to represent him. "Would you like to go on a walk tonight?" he asked you. The two of you looked at stars and constellations that night.

Lillia Vanrouge- Fingerless Gloves

Black fingerless gloves with a green bat symbol on it. He also says "You've grown so much since I first saw you" then patting you on the head.(KJDHSJHSHSDJ I DIED WHILE MAKING THIS PART)

Silver- A Blanket

This blanket had multiple squares of different shades of your favorite color(Like patchwork)The blanket was also very soft! If you wasn't already getting good sleep, this will definitely help!

Your friends, the first years, gave you scrapbook to hold all your memories, and matching bracelets

The scrapbook has pictures of everytime all of you guys have hanged out together, and some pages are still left empty to fill out more and more memories. The bracelets have all your main colors on each and every one of them, and connect to each other when close by. They have a striped pattern of Red(Ace), Dark Blue(Deuce), Yellow(Jack), Purple(Epel), Light Blue(Ortho), Green(Sebek), Grey(Grim), and [insert your main color](You).

Ace says the bracelets were "Duece's 'stupid' idea" But in all seriousness, he also loves them.

These things are something you can have so if you ever end up finding a way home, you can take it with you to remember them.

[luxthestrange]

TWST Incorrect quotes#692 Happy Dragon

Yuu*Smilling coming into your Boyfriend Class*Hey just double checking you cleared your calendar for dinner tomorrow night, right? Im dying to go to that new place~, Like I can't-...

Mal*Head empty-No thoughts, Blinking one eye at a time, looking happily at your face,Tongue tip out*...༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つ

Yuu: Oh sorry-*Coughs and with a baby voice, rubbing their belly*DINNER?~

Yuu*Showing calendar day for tomorrow with their phone, still using baby voice*TOMORROW?~

Yuu*Pointing at self*ME?~-

Mal*Eyes light up and claps, almost jumping out of his seat towards you*YAAAAAAAAAAY!!!

Things that Live in Malleus mind rent-free:

Family(Lilia,Silver & Sebek)

His tamagochi-looking baby game

Gargoyles

You

Icecream

[twst-drabbles]

Malleus 17

Summary: Most of Malleus’s day is spent zoning out while bathing in sunlight. It’s always fun to see his little lizard brain occasionally spark up an idea.

(I used to have pet lizards. Loved the way their eyes convey the absolute emptiness going on in their brain.)

Malleus hasn’t blinked for the past hour. He just sits there, on the window sill, face turned towards the sunlight as he stared into the lush yard outside. From a certain angle, he almost looks forlorn, like a doll abandoned by the side of the road.

If Sebek was here, he’d certainly be fretting around Malleus, trying to snap him out whatever trance he was caught up in. And Silver would whisper his concerns into your ear, hoping you’d give him ideas as to what’s wrong with Malleus despite being his owner for longer. And Lilia, cute bat Lilia, he’d be trying to goad Malleus into playing a flying game with him just to get him moving.

You walked over, leaned against the window sill, and poked Malleus on the forehead. He didn’t so much as twitch, his eyes remain unblinking. You pushed your finger against his head and watched as he practically became a wobble doll. You let go and Malleus still body rocked back and forth until he was stable again.

Malleus was still staring off into the distance.

You snorted. “Not a thought behind those eyes, huh? Empty-headed little critter.”

Bathing in sunlight always does this to him, like the warmth of sun soothed all the chaos in his head into nothingness.

There’s nothing wrong with him, Malleus was just zoning out for the moment. He’ll be back online in a moment. It’s always entertaining to hear the way Silver describes him, like this little pet was some always caught up in some grand and mysterious scheme. A magical genius so smart that his thoughts escape everyone’s comprehension.

That’s not quite it thought. Malleus is Malleus, and he’s more the kind of pet to get stuck on one particular thought or subject for weeks on end. All pets have different phases and routines, and long-living fae pets such as Malleus were no exception. He’s just slower to get to the next phase.

You opened the window. The wind gently blew right past the both of you, guiding the falling leaves and gently caressing your curtains. You took a deep breath in, and sighed it out.

Suddenly, Malleus’s eyes snapped wide open, back stiff and wings jittery. Energetic, excited about something.

“Oh?” You lowered your head. “Did you get an idea?” Are the gears finally turning again in his brain.

You scratched at his soft belly scales and laughed when he practically launched himself out of your hand. He was practically a rocket as he shot out the window, barely more than a blur as he flew in a pattern only he knew.

This month’s obsession seems to be dizzying flight patterns. All because Malleus witnessed Lilia’s flying right after he finished eating some of Crowley’s fermented peaches.

After a round of unsteady figure eights, Malleus finished with a belly flop on the grass, as Lilia did before. He got up, cleaned himself off, and fly once more. He’s nothing if not determined, that’s for sure. Still, it’s hilarious that he spent the entire day zoning out at your house.

Sure, you were a little concerned when he first did it, but you figured it out soon enough. You did as you usually do and let the pets do their own thing.

Maybe that’s why Malleus likes to come over here often. You’ve never been much of a person that fusses. Unless they’re putting themselves in active danger, you’re not going to bother them every single second of their life.

Well, whatever the reason may be, it’s still made clear that your house is a place to zone out in. You know you do that often. And, you will admit, you love the way Malleus's eyes go all empty like that.

[faeryarchives]

its you, it always has been you

summary: it was right then and there that he knew, he had fallen in love recent works: don't lose me, not yet & stay with me (leona kingscholar x gn!reader) & heartslabyul with a furina-like female reader!

* ˚ ✦ you're always on my mind, even out of sight: he always wonder when did it actually start? sometimes in the middle of the day, his thoughts would randomly travel back to you - are you taking care of yourself? oh look, he found a patch of (favorite flowers) in the hidden area of the botanical garden + wondering if you would like it if he give you a bouquet 💐 everything reminds you of him and he is getting frustrated why does everything goes back to you until he saw you from the distance admiring the sunset with grim and that is when he knew "no wonder you're always on my mind, even when you're out of sight' (girl i was wondering why it sounds familiar it's doppio's debut line) 🤍

— riddle rosehearts, cater diamond, LEONA KINGSCHOLAR, azul ashengrotto, vil schoenheit

* ˚ ✦ the world looks so dull without you: at first, it was not really noticeable but when you start to get busier day by day, his world gradually lost it's color (not literally) he didn't know why but there was something very important missing and yet he try to distract himself + thinking everything will go back to normal → he was so wrong and everything felt wrong 🤬 he tried going back to the root of all this and he noticed that everything happened when you spend less and less time with him so he tried the theory out and went out to see you and voila !! it was like he was feeling everything at once and the realization sink in + not spending another minute to waste and went on to spend time with you with his heart so full and beating rapidly against his chest from joy 🤩

— ACE TRAPPOLA, ruggie bucchi, floyd leech, kalim al asim, rook hunt, idia shroud, silver

* ˚ ✦ i can't imagine you with someone else: he doesn't like the feeling he gets when you get close with others and he hated himself for that 😿 it's an ugly feeling to have and he treats you as a friend + he has no reason to feel selfish right? they tried hiding it to themselves yet to no one's surprised - the more they bury the thought the more it grew and they finally come to terms with it when he realized it's not that he doesn't want you to have other friends, but he can't imagine you being in a relationship with someone else. he know that he is not the perfect person you want to have but won't you give him just one chance? 🥺

— deuce spade, trey clover, jack howl, jade leech, epel felmier, SEBEK ZIGVOLT

* ˚ ✦ all of the above in order: this man will go stages of grief for aloooong time i tell you 😭 their first stage is thinking about you all the time along with denial → they may be too smart for their own good but really dumb when it comes to acknowledging their own feelings 🧍🏻‍♀️second stage ofc they would realize the empty space you left behind temporarily and how their world seems to be incomplete + like the colors just vanished in thin air and they would start to recognize the fact that maybe it's okay to have feelings for you? nothing is stoping them from admiring you right? 🧐 but no is still no! maybe you are just close friends and he misses your company that's all! 👩🏻‍⚖️ third one is the same → they believe some people do not deserve your attention at all and made them very sad at one point because they can't stand the image of you with someone else 😔 last stage is acceptance and it just came on a random day of you two hanging out - hearing your usual stories and laughter light a bulb inside of his head and he finally accepted the fact that he had already fallen in love with you. 🫵

— JAMIL VIPER malleus draconia, lilia vanrouge

[twistedwonderlandwriting]

-˖⁺. ༶ ❤︎ ⋆˙⊹ Desperation ˖⁺. ༶ ❤︎ ⋆˙⊹-

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WARNINGS: Angst!|Implied violence|Blood|

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Sebek paced the room back and fourth the cheap immitation wood while glancing twords the phone lying directly top of her comforter on the perfectly made bed. Sighing exasperatedly whilst crossing his arms over for a few more impatient seconds while crossing and storming towards his bed and picking up her phone. Shaking it frustratedly like he was choking the device before dropping the rectangle onto his bed. Pointing to it accusationaly while leaning down and getting into its face or rather screen like that was going to do something. Raising his voice as if commanding the machine.

"CALL YOU INSIGNIFICANT HUMAN!"

Silver from across the room let out a scoff at this melodramatic display. That he foud quite ridiculous, almost to the point of being comediac. Lifting his sleepy head a bit better while commenting, quirking a single brow upwards slight while telting his head to the side slightly, his lips pressed into a line. sending a "really" look to the uptight retainer.

"That won't accomplish anything."

Sebek huffed at him, stomping his foot slightly before sending a glare Silver's way. Usually he wouldn't dare to act this was since he considered it to be a tad childish and un-knightly not to mention shamefull to Waka-sama but this was his room and there was no one to judge his strange behavior. Reaching across his bed and grabbing one of the few pillows on his bed. Flinging it hard twords Silver.

"Silence Yourself!'

Silver tilted to the left slightly tiredly and unnecessarily to avoid the rouge pillow that had been thrown twords him quite poorly for sebek considering that it hadnt even been in the general vicinity of her slouched form on a bean bag, instead hitting the wall right next to the tv. Glancing to the tv that was now stable after the brutal attack.

"Your aim was horrid. Perhaps you should go train." He huffed at his reply. Now was not the time to train. The human was late to their scheduled phone call. Making exaggerated gestures while speaking a bit too loudly.

"Now is not the time to train! The human is late."

Humming in thought of course silver just had to comment, he might burst into flames if she didnt, well he may have said er- well thought it was a comment but it was more like a observation. He hated when he was right."You must be quite fond of the prefect to wait this long."

Silver stated sleepily while trying to resist the urge to close his eyes. Though Sebek being the stubborn man he was refused, even as his cheeks were tinted with pink at the mere thought of them. "Of course not. They are nothing but a week human" However Silver just shrugged, lowering his head while Sebek sighed impatiently, turning once more twords her phone. Pressing the power button just once seing the time being 6:43 with his painfully empty notification center directly underneath. Staring emptily at the screen. "You have that look again... What? Daydreaming of walking with them in the forest or somethin?"

Why hasn't they called yet? They aways called by now. Is something wrong? Did something happen? Are they mad? Are they mad at me? What could i have done? Was it something i said? Did i offend them? Did i insultthem? Are they just bored? Are they done with me?

Something in his heart was aching, like someone was squeezing his heart, his brows burrowing together as he attempted to identify this feeling.

"They'll call. Im sure they will."

Sebek nodded reluctantly, forcing himself to turn away from the rectangle she had been awaiting a call from. Maybe he was being overprotective clingy and obnoxious, but it was nice to have someonethat was willing to hear Malleus’s greatness, they listened to him daily listing off the princes superior traits. So he had become a bit expectant...but he really enjoyed their company, though he would dial this back a bit..one call would be ok to miss....

Little did he know of the body laying outside of school in the bushes.

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It was early the next morning when Sebek awoke, and not his usual awaking at 5am. Groggily turning over as he stirred from his slumber, then the sound of footsteps alerted him of a unwanted presence in his room. Sebek immediately became alert, sitting up in bed. Reaching over to his sheathed sword in the dead of the night. His hand grasped the handle in the sword in a matter of milliseconds, prepared to strike down his foe in seconds before a familiar voice came through the darkness.

"Keep the it sheathed."

He paused at Lilia, wondering what the fae was doing in his room at the ungodly time of two am since the fae had never been in his room without being invited. Especially not when the green haired half fae was sound asleep.

"Lilia-Sama, what are you doing? Did something happen to Waka-sama-"

Lilia shook his head twords the overprotective teen. Quickly cutting off his line of questioning so that this conversation would be limited to 10 minutes instead of a hour.

"No, the headmage called a meeting. I was just here to leave a note to explain it in case Malleus and I had not returned when you had awoken."Sebek was surprisingly aware although he had awoken not a few moments ago. This was unusual, the usual didn't have a meeting until at least 8 am unless it was emergency.

"What is it?"

The Vice warden hesated for a few moments. Internally debating whether or not he should inform sebek of the situation, especially since it had to do with the human he had recently grown to be fond of and he didn't know what was to come. Eventually deciding that sebek was mature enough and that he would figure out anyways and it was best he heard it from a reliable source.

"I am not for certain what is going on, but it involves Grim and prefect."

That was all the confirmation that he needed. Throwing off his comforter, swinging his legs over the edge of his bed. He strode over to to his closet and swung open the doors….taking only a few moments to dress grabbing his phone and keys all within a minuteexit so he may follow close behind...hesitating and looking back at his sword for a moment. Before he swiftly grabbed it before following behind the fae.

Lilia apparently made not objections as they walked through Diasomnia to the mirror the path being cold and dark lacking the comfort it brought during the day….eventually reaching the mirror slipping through it to the other side.

The freezing air of hitting his face as soon as he made his way to the other side appearing in the room everyone used as a meeting room for housewarden. Immediately he was met with the sound of crying, his heart clenching at the context of it all. Taking a step or two closer to the circle of people gathered around something only to see grim. "I miss my hench human! You have to bring them home! Please! They wouldn't leave. Not without telling me! They have been gone for hours. I swear I'll be good. Just bring them back." It was heart-renching to see this usual pridefulcreature litterally sobing heartbroken on the ground Begging. Pleading. For his friend to return.

Riddle stepped in the center next to the creature, clearing his throat, having a attention direct twords him as he raised his voice to make a announcement. "The issue has been made clear. Let us waste no more time. Kalim, Vil, Jade, Trey, Leona, Ortho Lilia cover your dorms. Ruggie, Azul, Jamil, rook, Idia, Sebek Search campus. Any questions? No? Let's move." No on dared ask any questions, this was their prefect. Even if some didn't consider themselves close to the magicless human they at least owed them for all they had done. Sebek ignored everyone else as they scrambled to gather their wits, moving past as he entered the outdoors. Shoving away all his swirling thoughts of what may of happen to his human as he pressed on. Searching through the darkness.

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The chilly air was in his face making his nose a tad pink. Each and every breath being tainted with condensation making it look like smoke in the frigid air. A distinct crack came from the greenery immediately Sebeks mind went to the worst, his hand flying to his handle, quickly withdrawaling the sword from its sheath. Imaging the worst, huge, magical creature that may have caused you to not return. A snap sound emanated once more as something got closer. Sebek prepared to strike the vile creature where it stood. Only for a tiny squirl to appear from the bushes. Sebek scoffed at himself for having such a immediate reaction only for it to be futile in the end. Taking a few steps closer to the bush to look a bit closer at the creature only for it to scamper away.

Sheathing his sword about to turn away when a small hint of a dark color in the bushes caught his attention. Taking a few steps closer her drew his wand. Casting a simple light spell to reveal what lay within the darkness. A dark red substance splattered on the wall as it dripped from the bushes. The smell of metallic hitting him in the face hard. His eyes widening at the sight and darting all over to take in. Every detail.

Then his eyes landed on your skin that was now purple and red in most areas. Immediately kneeling beside you he frantically removed his jacket draping it over you before gently picking you up. His usually gelled hair now down in its natural form and hanging over his eyes. Your skin was as cold as ice to him as he cradled you in his arms. Running his fingers throughout your hair while muttering desperate apologies. Wishing that he could make it all go away. Tears running down his face as he begged your unconscious body not to forgive him, but just to make it.

"I'm so sorry. I failed human. I failed at protecting you. I don't deserve to be Waka-sama’s retainer. Please please please don't die. Not now. Not due to my foolishness. I don't want your life cut short."

[justcallmecj]

When Dragons Meet

"HII can I request a fluff Malleus x dragon reader (but like in friend way) Malleus meeting dragon reader for the first time. I think would be funny. Malleus being curious since the only dragons he know is himself and his family." Courtesy of- Ghost (On AO3)

Malleus's POV

        The first week of school went by just like they did the past two years. Fear. Avoidance. No one to talk too. Sure, there was Lilia, Silver and Sebek to keep him company, but they always have. Malleus wanted something new to do. Someone new to talk too.

        Unfortunately there was no one. No students were brave enough to approach the imposing Malleus Draconia. The only one with no care was Leona Kingscholar, and he only spoke to Malleus to start a fight, which Malleus could never bring himself to truly care about.

        The halls were empty, void of life and sound. Malleus ended up staying after classes to go gargoyle hunting, even if he has seen every gargoyle Nigh Raven College has to offer a hundred times over. It was a day like every other, and without his family in Diasomnia, nothing to truly do.

        Malleus found himself in the courtyard, so lost in his own thoughts that he didn't even remember making his way there. The courtyard isn't new to Malleus either, he could even name the century every gargoyle around was made. It was such an innate thought to him that he simply started rattling off dates to himself in a whisper, barely loud enough for even himself to hear.

        "Wow, that is an impressive memory. How do you do that?" a voice nearby asked. No, it wasn't nearby, the voice had the same quality of being far away, but Malleus' hearing allowed him to hear with no problem. Malleus turned around into the direction the voice came from. There was no one immediately in sights, so it took Malleus a moment to find who had asked him the question.

        Eventually, his eyes settled on a pristine white tail, lazily hanging from a tree branch all the way on the other end of the courtyard. He was unable to see the person the tail was attached to, being this far and them hiding within the branches of the tree. Regardless, the tail looked familiar, and Malleus suddenly had a theory he wanted to test.

        Making no attempt to get closer to his mysterious guest, like he normally would, he stayed put and simply spoke, only rising the volume of his voice from a almost soundless whisper to a quite speaking voice.

        "What was the question? I apologize, I was a little distracted." he asked. Malleus felt his pointed ears twitch when a giggle reached him. He caught sight of the tail lifting and suddenly reaching further down, along with the faint sound of rustling clothes and the flutter of something large. They must have sat up.

        "I said that you have an impressive memory. How do you do it?" There voice was so relaxed, not tinged with fear or painfully tense like Malleus is used to hearing from people. Does this person not know who he is? Or do they simply not care or feel afraid?

        "Well, I have a strong fascination with gargoyles, so learning the when and how of their creation comes with the territory, so I feel it is only natural." he answered. Again, Malleus is only speaking in a quite voice, and this person on the other end of the courtyard is capable of holding a conversation with him with no problems.

        "That's fair. If something interests you, why wouldn't you know that kind of stuff? Still impressive though." they responded. Malleus heard the quiet sound of scales brushing against wood, a sound he is quite used to. (No one will speak of the numerous trees he flew into when he was young.)

        Malleus finally decided it was time he found out who this mystery guest of his is. Filled with hope that this growing theory in his head was true, he made his way across the courtyard. However, he is not rude enough to keep someone waiting in a conversation, so he still spoke as he walked.

        "You sound like you speak from experience. Do you have any interests you are particularly fond of?" he asked. He was about halfway across the courtyard now, and he heard as the person adjusted in the branch again, seemingly to get a better view of him.

        "Yeah, I have a few. Maybe not any that will test my memory like your history of gargoyles, but I like them regardless." Just as Malleus was coming closer, a pair of equally white wings slowly fell into view, relaxing and finding purchase on two smaller branches that seemed to have grown perfectly for this exact person to use.

        "Well, an interest is an interest, no matter how big or small." he supplied. He was finally under the tree, and could perfectly see the person he's been speaking too.

        Up in the tree, lazying around, was another fae, a dragon type to be more exact, just like him.

        Their wings, tail and horns were a pristine white and seemed to be well taken care of. They wore the uniform of Pomefiore, however they have ditched the school blazer and had a few of the top and bottom buttons of their colored vest undone. It seemed they had done so to allow themself more breathing room and to get comfortable. Unprofessional, but school was technically over, so Malleus could understand.

        "Glad you think so." they said. They sat up the rest of the way, allowing their legs to dangle over the edge of their resting branch and lifting their wings, tucking them close to their back, but with how big their wings were, they still under over the edge of the branch. "What would you name be mister?"

        "Please, no need to call me mister." It made Malleus feel old, like how Lilia feels when people back in The Valley of Thorns call him 'Sir Lilia' or his other old titles. But, this person asked for his name. Of that is so, then they must truly not know who he is. If Malleus told them his name, would they recognize it and connect the dots? Would they fear him like everyone else does?

        But, they are a fae like him, even more so than Lilia and Sebek. Have they faced the same prejudice and feelings he has? With they feel empathy instead of fear?

        Is that a risk Malleus is willing to take with this potential new friend?

        "Why don't you give me a name? I am curious what you may come up with." No. It's not a risk he's willing to take. Maybe they will find out on their own after this, but maybe there is a chance their attitude towards him will not change when they do. And if his luck runs out, he can at least say he enjoyed the company while he had it.

        Malleus met their eyes once again. They seemed to be in deep thought, tossing the request around in their head. A smile that Malleus can't describe as anything but wicked took over their face.

        "How about Tsunotaro then? I think it fits you well." They smiled more gently, resting their head on the branch and swaying their tail near Malleus' face, a cold spike just barely brushing against his nose playfully. When Malleus sneezed due to it, they simply laughed and moved their tail again.

        Tsunotaro. A name basically meaning 'Mr. Horns'. Quite literal, but Malleus had to agree. It fit.

        "Then let it be so. I am 'Tsunotaro'. And what is your name, if I may ask." They smiled again and wrapped their hands tightly around their supporting branch, a glint of sharp claws digging into the bark. With a movement too quick to be human, they jumped off the branch and swung off, landing a a good couple feet away from the tree.

        They turned towards Malleus, playfully bowing in a show of their skill, to which Malleus chuckled and gave a small clap, and then walked toward him.

        That was strange. A movement as simple as walking towards someone was nothing important or new in everyday life, but for Malleus it felt alien. No one simply walked to him. They walked or ran away, subtly giving him a wide birth as he walked through the halls.

        But this person did it so normally. There was no fear or trepidation or tenseness in their muscles. A gentle and friendly smile on their lips. An unhurried feel to their walk, like they had no intention to get out of there as quickly as they can. It was new to Malleus.

        The unnamed fae stopped right in front of Malleus, a move no other at this school has had the bravery to do. Now that they are on the ground, Malleus saw that, while he still has them beat in height by a couple inches, they are still quite tall. It didn't matter but it was a thought that made Malleus have to hold back a chuckle.

        Their hand came up to meet his, a friendly handshake, one that Malleus returns. "My name is Y/N. Y/N L/N. It's great to meet you." Their tail swayed behind them gently as they speak, pure relaxation radiated off their body.

        "It is a pleasure to meet you Mx. Y/N" Malleus returned. Y/N laughed, placing a hand over their mouth in an attempt to stop themself. They failed.

        "No, please don't call me Mx. Y/N. Makes me feel old. Plus, we're friends now, so there is no need for formalities Tsunotaro." Their hand release his. Their skin, matched with a few hidden scales, was cold. It wasn't hard to see that Y/N was an ice dragon, but despite that, Malleus's hand still felt warm from the handshake.

        Friends. Y/N said that they were now friends. Malleus has never really had a friend. There was Lilia, but Lilia raised Malleus, more a parent than anything. There was also Silver, but Malleus can remember when Silver was nothing but a baby and even helped Lilia to take care of the little baby. Silver didn't feel like a 'friend'. There was also Sebek, but Malleus felt that Sebek took his duty as Malleu's guard a little to seriously, which got in the way of the whole 'friend' thing.

        But this person. The one who looked at him with curiosity and warmth despite their own nature as an ice dragon. The one who teased him while lazying around in a tree. The one who essentially named him 'Mr. Horns.' The one who refused honorifics under the pretense of being 'friends' even if they had only met him some ten minutes ago and didn't even know his name.

        They felt like a friend.

        A ring went off in the courtyard.

        "Oh, sorry. That's my phone." Y/N said. They pulled their hand held device out of their pocket, something Malleus still struggles to understand, and began to read something on it. When they were done, they looked up at Malleus with a apologetic sadness in their eyes.

        "I'm sorry Tsunotaro, I have somewhere I need to be in a few minutes. It's best I leave now so I don't end up late." That was understandable. Malleus is a prince, he understands one must always be punctual.

        "Of course. I understand. If you must leave, then please do." he said with a slight nod of his head. The look in their eyes brought a lonely sadness to Malleus's heart, but he could handle it.

        "Okay. Well, I'll make sure to be on the lookout in the halls for you from now on. I'd love to pick up our conversation on gargoyles." They winked as if to punctuate their words. It brought a genuine laugh to Malleus' chest, one he made no attempt to hide.

        "I will be waiting for that day."

        There is always a chance Y/N finds out who he is before they see each other next and that conversation will never come, but for now, Malleus will allow himself to hang on to the hope that it will.

        Y/N turned and started to make their way across the courtyard. At some point, before Malleus could tun away himself, they turned and began to walk backwards. They waved enthusiastically and shouted a goodbye. Malleus returned the gesture.

        And just as Malleus had turned to begin his walk to Diasomnia, he heard a whisper. A quiet noise among the wind. But no matter how quite it was, Malleus heard it and knew that he was meant to, they those words were made for him to hear, that Y/N knew he would hear them.

        "Goodbye, Malleus. Hope we can talk again soon."

I get that the relationship between Y/N and Malleus here can be read as either the beginnings of romance or just platonic, but the request specified platonic so I hope I got that across. I found it a little harder to write than romance and my thoughts literally were 'why is this harder than romance?!?" {Looks at my AO3 reading history: 'oh, nvm') Also, I did not go back and proofread because I wanted to get it done and posted, so sorry about any mistakes.

[blues824]

(round 2 sorry)

silver w prompts 17 and 28

You requested: Going ice skating + Being caught after slipping on ice

Silver

When he suggested ice skating as a possible date idea when he got time off of being a knight, you thought he was joking. The mere thought of being on the ice scared you, as you knew you were going to be bruised worse than a banana. You know when Bambi is learning to walk and he slips and falls? You were worried that was going to be you.

But, Silver was quite serious. You realized that when you both were on the bus to the bottom of the mountain, where the frozen lake was. You didn’t want to let him down or embarrass him, so you were in quite a bit of a pickle. He was tying your skates for you, and you were breathing rather heavily.

“Are you alright, Y/N?” He looked up, and his auroral eyes peered into yours.

“Y-Yeah. I’ve just… never skated before. I don’t know how,” You admitted quietly. You were grateful that it was cold outside so you could blame your body temperature rising to account for the coldness rather than shame.

“Oh. That’s alright: I can teach you how,” he stood up and offered you his hands to hang onto. You stood up very slowly, digging your fingertips into your boyfriend’s arms as you worked hard to steady yourself on the skates.

The way he easily walked to the frozen lake was envy-inducing. He looked graceful, while you looked like you had put on a pair of six-inch heels after only wearing crocs for your entire life. Silver went from the snowy grass on the outside of the lake to the ice smoothly, and he turned to help you onto the ice.

“I’m scared…” You didn’t know if you wanted to do this, but Silver gave you a small smile before once again holding out his hands.

“It’s going to be okay. I am your knight, Y/N. I will protect you from any harm, and that includes falling.” With that level of assurance, who couldn’t feel a bit more confident?

You cautiously stepped onto the ice, sliding a bit forward, and Silver started guiding you to the opposite side of the lake, where there was an empty space. This man was skating backwards while you were struggling to skate forward.

“Ok, Y/N. I’m going to let go of your hands, and you’re going to put them out in front of you. Then, you’re going to put your feet together, bend your knees, and start in a marching motion. You will be using it a lot while we’re skating.”

This guy must be out of his mind if he thinks you’re not going to fall forward.

Your arms were shaking when he let go, but you did what he said. He was demonstrating what you should be doing, and you were surprised that you didn’t fall. To be fair, you were marching in place, and your feet were going up and down directly.

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It had been about two hours at this point, and you were surprised that you had fallen only a few times. To be fair, Silver did teach you how to fall correctly, and he always rushed over to see if you had hit your head at all. Luckily, the one time you had fallen backward, you fell on your ass instead.

The only issue was actually getting back up. There were a couple of instances where you didn’t put both your hands on your knee to put pressure on it, and you slid forward. Your beloved knight would catch you before you fell forward, and he would help you steady yourself. 

Whenever you felt like giving up, he would be there to press delicate kisses upon your face as an act of encouragement. You really couldn’t have asked for a better ice skating teacher.

But, you were at a stage where you could skate about freely, and you knew how to stop, resume skating, fall and get up correctly, and you were learning how to go backwards.

“Where did you learn how to skate, Silver?” You asked as you both skated about on the lake.

“Lilia taught me how to when I was younger. In Briar Valley, there was a lake that froze over in the winter, and a lot of the fae folk would take their children to skate. Lilia thought it would be a nice outing for myself, Sebek, and the Prince. I was the slowest, and probably the most cowardly on the ice. However, I am grateful because now I get to teach you,” He looked at you, a bit of blush decorating his cheeks and the tip of his nose.

“Well, thank you for having so much patience. I was like a baby giraffe at the beginning.”

“As was I all those years ago. But, look at us now.”

All of a sudden, your skate hit a chip in the ice, and it sent you falling forward. Silver noticed and was quick to rush in front of you and catch you in his arms. You gathered your bearings rather quickly and looked into his eyes, and he quickly pushed a kiss to your lips before breaking apart.

“Are you ready to go, Y/N?” He asked, noticing that you were probably feeling a bit sore.

“Yes, but we can stay if you want,” You didn’t want to ruin his fun, as you knew that he did like ice skating. However, he shook his head.

“I’m afraid that I’m starting to fall asleep, but I want to make sure that you get to your dormitory safely before I nod off.”

Reaching for his extended hand, you both start going to the benches that were set up so that people could take off their shoes and put on their skates. You were very happy to be back in your normal footwear, your muscles grateful to not be skating anymore.

Silver, being the gentleman that he is, took your backpack from your hands that held yours and his skates as well as your water bottles, handed you yours, and you both started heading towards the bus stop.

[takeachillpillshawty]

Very specific TWST head cannons

Jack was accidentally given alcohol by a third year at a party because they thought he was also a third year.

Ruggie would make bets with students if they can guess Jack's age correctly.

Malleus would stay back at after the final class of the day just to sing, he likes the sound of the empty class room. He stopped doing that because a rumor about a "haunted class" was spreading.

Sebek yelled so hard one time, he couldn't talk the next day due to the pain.

Vil watches those self care videos, as in the earwax removal, black head removal, technically any of those gross removal videos. It's a guilty pleasure of his.

Cater is a hot cheeto girl, he and Idia would make ramen and put hot cheetos in it.

Silver is a heavy sleeper...like heavy sleeper. One time a fire broke out in Diasomnia and everyone was screaming. Only after the fire was out did he wake up.

Malleus used to talk to stuff animals as a kid.

Sebek monologues to himself, and everyone can hear him.

Sebek when he was a kid chased another child with a broken ruler for saying Malleus' name in vain.

Riddle and Jamil have this weird friendship, basically it's just them trying to relax but remembering there are idiots who are in the dorms and can't rest until they get things done.

Each dorm has their own WiFi router, Idia usually hacks into the others in case Ignihyde's one is down or he just want to see people's search history.... Let's just say he's not comfortable around certain classmates.

Idia permanently puts Ortho on child lock so people won't ask him to look up not so friendly things on the internet.

Ortho can get sick from viruses or corrupted data he accidentally downloaded.

Jade and Rook have a passive aggressive rivalry. Like imagine them in the botanical garden having lunch and Jade handed him a poison mushroom infused tea and Rook just 'accidentally' pours it in a plant watching it wither. While looking Jade dead in the eyes, both have smiles on there faces, as they passive aggressively try to kill each other.

Cater x Jade or Rook would be so fucking funny. Like imagine dating the most dangerous students in the school but hey at least the dick is crazy.

Trey has a collection of his baby teeth and his siblings baby teeth on his night stand. No-one brings it up...ever.

another reason why Cater doesn't eat sweets is because he'll get a tooth ache just eating a smore.

A student once asked Crewel if it was possible to make 'crack' in potionology..... Crewel wasn't getting paid enough for this.

Crowley has committed tax evasion.

Azul Is thicc. I said what I said, and don't boo me. I'm right.

Ruggie is banned from Monstro Lounge due to finding loop holes in Azul's contracts and getting free stuff.

Malleus hates cake with too much frosting, It defeats the purpose of the cake.

Malleus would use fae circles to teleport prefect to him.

Floyd likes to just bite things, especially his phone case.

Rook takes the best photos.

Sometimes people forget that Vil is an actor and model, so when seeing him in a movie, commercial or magazine they just get jump scared and remembered .

" oh yeah....Housewarden Vil is a celebrity.."

I think prefect is desensitized to meeting famous or high status people that they're not a big deal to them. Imagine Prefect going to a cafe and THE KALIM AL ASIM Is paying for their drink, everyone is shocked that someone who's richer than royalty is paying for you and all you say is " Oh thanks Kalim. "

I feel like up to book 6 every dorm leader helped out in repairing Ramshackle adding there own piece of their dorms in there. A gaming room from Idia, A luxurious bathroom with skin care supplies and designer clothes from Vil, pantry and groceries from Heartslaybul and Scarabia and a cook book from Trey and Jamil respectively. An indoor and outdoor pool from Savannah claw, wallpaper and decor from Azul, and finally furniture and jewelry from Malleus.

[belphgr]

Day 1 | 12.2.2023

WC: 509

Prompt: Yuu is lonely.

he/they pronouns are used

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It’s been months since they’ve last seen their family. And Yuu had no idea how he survived this place.

There wasn’t anything inherently wrong with Twisted Wonderland, or Night Raven College for that matter. The people were a bit twisted and that included his friends, but they showed that they cared in their own way.

But the feeling of loneliness was ever imminent. It has always been that way since he stepped out of that coffin and unknowingly entered an entirely different world with people he didn’t know and things he had never witnessed.

They just chose to ignore the feeling. Or to be more precise, he made sure to never think about it for too long, because there was always something going on. Grim throwing a tantrum, Ace picking a fight with Deuce, Epel complaining, Sebek yelling. And not to forget the bullying and the whispers behind his back.

But now, staring at the ceiling, Grim snoring away beside his head, they’re left alone with their thoughts. Something they’ve always hated.

Tonight isn’t even a kind of special night. It’s not his birthday, there isn’t a holiday coming around that would be celebrated in his world, and the day wasn’t even particularly stressful. But for some reason, his mind chose this moment to finally acknowledge the emptiness in his chest.

And they hated it. They hated how their chest squeezed in hurt because they always felt left out. They hated that they never understood the reference to Ace’s jokes, they hated how shocked everyone becomes when they say they had never heard of this extremely popular person that everyone else grew up knowing. They hated they couldn’t show anyone their favourite bands or music because they don’t exist here. He hated how no matter how hard he or his friends tried, he would never feel like he was truly a part of this world. And he hated that he just had to live with it because he doubts he’ll ever see his family again.

But despite everything, he can’t find it in him to cry. He’s so tired, so emotionally drained and empty that letting out tears just feels like a waste of time. He wants to go home to his cat and his snake. He wants to help his big siblings bake something and laugh about it when something inevitably goes wrong. He wants to lie in his own bed with his several squishmallows and talk about the recent, stupid online drama that’s on the trending tag on Twitter and wheeze about how dumb it is. He wants to make jokes that people will understand. He wants to feel like he’s fully a part of something again.

But he knows nothing will be back to normal ever again. They take small comfort from knowing that the hollow feeling will subside in due time, but it will never fully go away.

At this point, Yuu just wants a hug. They want to be held and told that everything will be okay, even if they know it’s a lie.

[estcaligo]

Sebek's voice

tw - suicide attempt, suggestive paragraph, Prefect is unstable, Sebek is angry

- I had made a more lighthearted version, but decided to change it. - I don't think it is truly x reader, more like x oc, but it is still a prefect and still a part of my series.

It's been raining for three days already.

But today, the weather decided to go all out - a full-blown storm. Trees bent under the howling wind, rain swallowed everything in sight. It was too much for November, you thought. Luckily, you didn't have any outdoor lectures today, and the lightning started right after you reached the main building.

Speaking of lightning...

Now that you think about it, the quarrel was so stupid. You can't even remember what exactly started it. Words flew back and forth, escalating until, somehow, it's been more than two weeks since you and Sebek last spoke.

You know it was your fault. You know you overreacted, said too much, maybe. But you were just so tired, so overwhelmed. So much had been happening, and... you should have chosen your words more carefully. But it's too late now.

Everything is hazy from that day, except for Sebek's voice. It was raw - cracking, even though he was almost shouting, more than usual. You remember the sound of that pain clearly.

And it's all you have now. 

Only now, with his booming voice gone from your daily life, you realize how empty it feels around you. Sure, you hear him in the corridors sometimes, calling out to Malleus, or in the cafeteria while you eat.

But none of it is directed at you. Since the day you became... more than friends, you'd claimed his shouts, his "human!" as something reserved just for you. His yelling was yours. His scolding was yours. His huffs were yours. His worried reprimands were yours, and yours alone.

And now, you've ruined it.

Both of you are too proud to apologize first, so you dwell in the silence that stretches between you now. It's not like you don't hear him - it's that you don't feel it anymore. Without him speaking to you, it's as if you've gone deaf. Ace and Deuce have to call your name more than once to drag you out of this limbo, but it doesn't matter. What's the point of listening to the world if you can't hear his voice?

Loud or quiet, harsh or gentle - Sebek's voice always made you feel something. Calm, safe, shattered, mad, confident, soft, light, warm...

When you were sobbing in your ramshackle bedroom, his voice dragged you back to reality. When you were down, surrounded by darkness in your head, his thunderous tone jolted you like lightning, forcing you to pull yourself together. When you hesitated because of past failures, his shouts were the push you needed to act without fear. 

Sebek's loud presence took away all fear in your life. Of sounds, of memories, of love, of yourself. 

Because of Sebek, you also stopped being afraid of storms. Thunderstorms used to bring back sounds you'd rather forget, but Sebek changed that. Now, you crave the clash of thunder and the flash of lightning because they remind you of him.

The way he speaks, the way he yells, the way he scolds you... his voice is louder than any storm, and it's become your favorite sound. 

It echoes in the walls of your mind, crawls under your skin, blankets your thoughts in a haze of rain and static, and resonates all over inside out. When he comes for another scold, going on and on, coming closer and closer, and becoming quieter and quieter - words dropping from a roar to a murmur until all you can hear are the breaths you share in the dark, intertwining until you can't differentiate between your moans and his, merging in a symphony of sounds shared only between you-

"Louder. I can't hear you."

A sudden clash jolts you out of your daze. You blink, realizing you've dozed off on the couch in the Ramshackle lounge, a book - which Sebek lent you - almost falling from your lap. For a split second, you thought you heard him, but it was just thunder. It's raining again. 

You sit up, the book slipping from your fingers as you clutch your head.

"Not you. Again." you whisper, not noticing the tears slipping down your cheeks. You stare blankly out the window as the lightning streaks across the sky.

"Still not you. You're brighter. Louder."

Sebek is brighter than any lightning, louder than any thunder. What is this mockery? Like you don't deserve to hear the real thing - your Sebek - just these dim imitations...

"Pathetic human" you imagine Sebek would say. And he'd be right.

You don't want it to be a text, so you record a voice message.

"I love you. I'm sorry."

You can't hear his voice, but at least he can hear yours - one last time.

The storm only gets worse, but you're glad. The noise means no one will notice, not for a while. From where you stand on the roof of NRC, you can see the whole campus spread out like a map below you. A few months ago, Malleus showed you this hidden spot - tucked behind the gargoyles, yet easily accessible - so you could admire them together. You never thought you'd be here now, misusing this knowledge in the worst way.

"What am I doing wrong?" you whisper into the rain.

"Please, shout at me like you always do. Wake me up with your thunderous roar. Call me an insolent human, make me ashamed of myself... like I should be.

Say something....please...I want to hear you...I need to hear you again.

I need to hear your voice.

You are my voice of reason.

You have always been my voice of reason, my sound of hope... 

Please. Seb. Please."

Nothing.

Well, then - into the silence you go.

You take a step forw-

"YOU DAMN FOOLISH HUMAN!!!"

Green lightning fills your vision, a deafening roar shakes the world. Your vision goes white, and before you can react, strong arms wrap around you, squeezing so tightly you can't breathe. Everything is a blur, your senses reeling from the storm's chaos and the rage vibrating in his voice.

"I'M TALKING TO YOU! HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND?! LOOK AT ME! I SAID LOOK AT ME!"

His voice sounds so close yet so far, you can feel his breath on your skin. You try to reach him with your hand but-

"Sebek..." is all you manage before darkness pulls you under.

You wake in your room at Ramshackle, body trembling with cold. How long had you been standing there, soaked? It doesn't matter. You turn your head, seeing Sebek at your bedside, fury and worry twisting his face.

"Woke up already?" he snaps, voice low and angry. Really angry.

But he's here. He's with you. He's talking to you. It's all that matters.

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

"YOU BETTER BE!" he thunders, the force of his voice filling the room.

"You'd better have a damn good explanation, or I'll make sure you don't move without my supervision for the rest of your life!" he hisses, quieter but no less angry.

"It was stupid. I'm sorry for making you worry..."

"LIKE YOU SHOULD BE!" he yells again, and you can see it now, the fear beneath the anger. You're such a fool.

"Prepare yourself for a long lecture, you hear me?!" he demands.

Without thinking, you get up and reach for him, pulling him into a tight embrace, face buried against his neck.

"Yes. Yes, I can hear you. And I want to hear that lecture. Please. 

I love hearing your voice."

[kalims]

˃ ᵕ ˂ . . "what are you willing to do? oh tell me what you're willing to do."

I would,

premise. in which it's the things he's willing to do.

parts. one , two

characters. rook, cater, ruggie, lilia, epel and kalim.

contents. scenario, fluff, crack, comfort, teaspoon of angst in lilia,

includes. gender neutral reader, sebek x gn!reader (platonic) in lilia's.

cw. mentions of nudity (not what you think it is I swear)

note. not proofread, but read clarifications please thank you!! it's to clear up general idea's of the scenarios

I know most of lilia's part is sebek but I hope you know the whole point of it

my unofficial 'I am back' post

rook hunt

I would be your number one fan.

who the hell thought it would be a good idea for you to be the main character in the play?

oh wait.

that's right it's freaking vil. the worst part? it's VIL and no matter how much you resent the idea, you can't exactly deny vil all in his glory when he asks you because either way he's gonna strike you down with one look alone.

well at the very least if vil insisted you be the main lead out of... over 300 students in the school he must really be striving for success. if he wasn't he wouldn't be so lenient.

now you get why epel is both terrified and irritated at vil.

you were getting starved! (which is in fact, not true but you swear your stomach is still empty and lonely after one meal full of vegetables) maybe you don't mind veggies, maybe you do. but heck.. you enjoy those delicious, savory food once in a while.

you huff, panting as you kneel over. this was absolute hell. if you knew your character liked to apparently 'test their speed with horses' literally everyday you wouldn't have taken the spot. really though who even enjoys that?!

the play took place in an older era, where high society and such was a thing. typical main lead is outcasted yadda yadda.

you wipe the sweat off your brow and sweatdrop. "bonjour! you look positively sparkling!" a bottle of water is promptly shoved in your face, but even with the sudden intrusion of space you pay it no heed. after all water had never looked so enticing before.

though sparkling? you'd rather use the word 'hot and sweaty'. if anyone was sparkling it'd be rook. "I'm more stinky than sparkling." you can't say you enjoy the feeling of sweat on your skin.

even at your little joke his smile doesn't falter, rather it widens through the crinkle of his eyes. "you are still beautiful in my eyes, trésor"

you raise a brow at his casual compliment.

"I don't see how you'd like me racing with horses." it is rather ungrateful, you'd expect a character like yours to be on the horse, not running alongside it! magically out of nowhere rook pulls out a handkerchief which you gratefully accept.

your nose catches a whiff of the scent. wow, it smells like rook. too bad it's getting sacrificed for the better good. you think, patting down your forehead in the way vil taught you.

cause apparently just dragging it across your skin wasn't as good as patting it. though you won't question the unusual languange.

rook seemed to find your comment humorous as he laughed. "whatever you'll do. I will always admire!" well gods. his smile was contagious cause you found yourself mirroring his look. rook looks pleased with the upturn of your lips.

he catches a hold on your shoulders. "perhaps this is merely stage fright. first time, no? do not fret! I will be cheering for you if it makes you feel better."

your face twists into that of doubt. "um.. rook I love you but that seems.." embarrassing? you'd got your own share of people yelling out your name in a cheer. especially your family at an event you were featured in.

the experience wasn't that nice. it's not that you hate it, but something about it is like a thorn in your mind.

rook tilts his head. "nonsense, trésor. I will show everyone how nice your performance is, they deserve to know!" he proclaims.

oh no no no—

you chant in your head, frantically running around rook and attempting to stop him from giving you an example. just the first shout attracted the attention of your other co-workers.. "ROOK—"

"let them hear the depths of my love!"

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cater diamond

I would be present.

cater is observant.

his ability to sway nearly every conversation to his favor is partially due to his ability to pick out the opposing person, be it a nervous twitch when the conversation tilts to a subject. or the gleeful shine in their eyes.

he can tell, especially you.

sure. he might've known you less compared to his friends but it feels like he can tell everything about you.

it does feel like a crush at first, he's questioning himself whether his feelings are actually romantic or not. borderline gaslighting himself that it's not even when he tries everything to impress you.

'you're just a friend' he tells himself but he's testing out the tricks social media told him to. holding eye contact when he can't even contain his heart.. amongst other things it's his favorite.

cause he can see your eyes, and at times you look away. clearly embarrassed by the contact.

"how's my favorite person doing?" cater slides in. seemingly out of nowhere, slinging a casual arm around your shoulder while keeping you close.

seriously. the occurrence had happened to often you had grown to find the little shoulder sling present in your everyday.

technically you are his favorite person but no matter how much he says so you just don't believe it.

you roll your eyes but can't keep the smile off your face, despite the clear look of exhaustion on your face. "just peachy. don't you have class right now?"

as far as you were aware. the time period between classes were alternating. it was the students that had to move between rooms to attend their class.

cater shrugs. "we were excused for club practice. it just ended, so I thought; why not see how you're doing?" he explains. pinching your cheek out of the simple urge and grinning when you grunt and slap his hand away.

as far as he can tell. you are definitely not feeling peachy, the bags under your eyes. more prominent than ever, or the unkempt appearance that both vil and riddle would practically strangle you for speaks volume.

"I'm fine."

cater knows that look all too well.

he tightens his grip on your shoulder and practically pushes you to his side, not really forceful. his eyes soften the littlest bit.

whatever vulnerability cater had shown for a little quickly disappeared as he simply smiles, perhaps less bright than his usual but it was.. something.

closer than you've ever been cater leans in, in a voice you've never heard. it's quiet, and gentle. "well. if you ever aren't come talk to me, okay?"

you still at the sudden warmth that jolts in your heart. "okay.."

ruggie bucchi

I would give you the tastiest piece

"—can you believe it?" ruggie huffs. words coming out in mumbles due to the amount of donuts he'd eaten in a single minute. it seemed that a mouth full of his favorite treats isn't gonna stop him from telling you all about leona's recent orders for him.

you absent-mindedly swirl your drink with a straw. "totally."

it was like, it goes in one ear and out to another. it does feel a little horrible to ignore something someone's talking about, especially if that person is someone you like! the only reason you were listening is cause you liked his voice.

you did get the gist of it though. it seemed like leona was in a bad mood nowadays, which meant ruggie had to take most of it by the increasing amount of errands leona had him run.

leona in a bad mood = ruggie's now more broken sleep.

as the resident ruggie stan you didn’t really mind him leeching off the salary you'd gotten for crowley. a few madol isn't gonna hurt your savings, plus. it's not like you haven't bought a few treats for yourself previously in the past.

you leave out the part that you like seeing his delighted face.

you did sneak a few glances by the plate almost finished by ruggie in a mere few minutes. you, by no means spent cheap money on it. for the guy you liked you'd probably buy anything he'd like (within reason) and then 'fall short' if ace asks you to buy him food.

it looked scrumptious in all honesty but from the look of ruggie's face and the assumption that he won't stop any time soon prompted you to shut your mouth and just enjoy him enjoying the donuts.

"thanks a lot for this. you know just how to cheer up an exhausted hyena up." ruggie laughs under his breath. sending you a rare look of appreciation that has you cracking a smile.

proudly, you nod. "of course. anything for you."

you wince. maybe that was too bold, but then again. it didn't seem to faze ruggie in the slightest.

after a period of silence, not exactly awkward in the slightest but rather comforting. no words needed to be said, you liked that, ruggie liked it as well. he casts you a peek.

"I can see you ogling at it. you look like me when I look at the donuts."

you frown. "no I don't.. I am not, ogling at your food."

ruggie shakes his head but there is a trace of a smile in his face. "I might be eating a lot right now but I can't leave you out of it can I? you gave it to me." ruggie says, pausing to look at you before continuing, "it's our food,"

to seemingly show you that it's 'ours' ruggie takes out the final donut in the plate and hands it to you with a grin. "I saved the best for last, here. open your mouth." he urges, threatening to squash it right in your face if you didn't with fast motions.

you sigh. he's just taunting you at this point. and, as far as you can tell that's his favorite flavor.

"but that's your favorite." you point out but ruggie's grin only seemed to spread across his face wider.

he shakes a finger in your face. "nope. correction, you're my favorite now eat up!"

you were too flustered to rebel against it.

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lilia vanrouge

I would love with you

"aren't they simply adorable?" lilia raises one finger to point at the duo that.. didn't really seem all to adorable to you.

you sweatdrop. "uh.. yeah.. totally cute." it's not like you were gonna say outright: those are two men who are battling each other, definitely doesn't look cute to me. more like horrifying. to lilia out of all people! if silver and sebek are anything to him it'd be babies.

he beams.

it's safe to say it positively breaks down your entire body to skip a beat of your heart.

earlier the afternoon lilia had graciously extended an invitation to his dorm. something about bonding and since you're incredibly down bad, of course you wasted no time fretting over yourself as you trudged towards the mirror with barely contained excitement.

while sebek did pick you up (courtesy of lilia) you're sure he knew why you were barely able to keep yourself on your toes, hence surprising why he didn't bother to comment in it.

most probably something about the audacity of humans and defending himself if you pointed it out.

you aren't sure of the details which is admittedly kind of idiotic but did you really care? no.

but did you expect to spend your afternoon quite literally babysitting two grown men with the man you can call your yearning? quite a suprise and one you can't say you welcome.

when you accepted the invitation you didn't spend hours picking out articles of clothing and practically thrashing your wardrobe trying to make a 'casual' outfit that would appease to his eyes just to waste it on.. watching two grown men live their own lives!

frankly it's frustrating. it's endearing that lilia had his family in mind every step of the way but all the more irritating. and you don't even mean the part where he had his family in mind.

you just wish he'd realize they aren't the boys he used to baby before.

after god knows when, you watch lilia enter mother hen mode when silver fell down from his sitting-sleeping position. lilia gently lowering himself to adjust silver's position.

you look down.

and god did you feel awful for invalidating his love for family (kind of) it was too presumptuous of you to assume that you'd ever fit in it anyways.

oh well. you shrug. at the very least you were able to bear witness to it.

call it a sixth sense but you can tell sebek is right beside you. he huffs. "you, are a pitiful human." he says casually. the words are awfully mean, but you sense no particular ill intent from the boy.

instead you find it quite amusing. so you laugh quietly under your breath. "so I've been told." you can't use your fingers to count the amount of times sebek had called you that.

you both just stay like that. in silence, surprisingly no quips from sebek's mouth.

till he turns to you.

"the way you look at fathe—master lilia. you are being a coward by not telling him."

"I'm fine with that, there are things better left unsaid."

sebek stares at you. as in, stares real hard. the kind of look you'd see with someone who was feeling a mixture of confusion and frustration.

he opens his mouth as if to say something.

your own gaze lands on a poorly wrapped bandage around his arm. you raise your brows and gesture, "enough talk about me. what is that?"

great seven.. sebek had hoped you wouldn't see that, even so. he didn't pick you out as someone to care anyways (not that he wanted you to) it's just bizarre in itself.

at the mentioned he grunts and looks away. "it is merely a scratch!" he huffs. looking forward aggressively as if to try and hide away the sweat in his forehead. you roll your eyes.

it is a scratch but also not one? sebek and only noticed the blood down his arm when he was in the restroom. it seemed like silver had managed to nick him.

"sit."

"human! you are not—"

"sit."

sebek grumbles but sits down anyways. once again surprising you with his obliged silence as he waits for you to return with a new roll of bandages. the boy can feel the searing embarassment of getting treated by a human by all things!

"my my, seems like silver did a number on you did he?"

lilia chuckles deeply. sending the boy a look which sets off a fire within. sebek immediately opens his mouth to defend himself, while you. busy yourself with wrapping it around tight, but loose enough not hurt.

"silver is lucky to have done it that's all!"

you laugh.

sebek snaps his gaze to you. "what are you laughing about, human?! your way is that of a parent and I don't appreciated you flocking me." he grits out. possibly not realizing the extent of his words till he spots the look of rare suprise in lilia's face.

his face mirrors yours, but yours is definitely coated with embarrassment.

lilia giggles, a fond glance he gives you sends thousand butterflies in your stomach. "parent eh? I didn't know you yearned for another parent my dear sebek. if you wanted two that can be arranged fufufu.."

arranged?!

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epel felmier

I would do the craziest thing with you

while you did have your own fair share of being in trouble plenty of times (a good amount stems from being with ace and deuce) you aren't sure if the potential consequences of this one can top any of them.

you squat outside the window of vil's room, which could be considered a violation of privacy if your intention was to break in this room.

right. your eyes slide to your left. in a similar position, epel sits beside you. hugging his legs to his chest looking oddly innocent for someone whose idea was to do this in the first place.

in hindsight you can call it epel's master plan to get a week with vil off his back.

apparently his master plan included adding paint to vil's shampoo, an atrocious color of bright violet. and yes, you were both on the roof. probably looking creepy as fuck to anyone else but you merely prayed that no one would look up.

"are you sure this is safe?"

"it is."

one peek down there made you question his sincerity, either he wasn't worried about falling off or was just too into waiting for vil to get out the shower.

speaking of, "what if he comes out naked?! I don't wanna see that.." you groan. shivering by the mere thought and even epel grimaced when you mentioned it.

"uh.. I hope he won't..?" so we're basing the possibilities out of your hope? great. you think grimly. you really think this is a bad idea, horrible really. but if it's epel you'll do it.

now I know what the 'in the name of love' shit they were talking about. you deadpan.

the more you stare down the more it seems horrifying to just drop down. epel huffs at you, clearly noticing your frantic eyes. "don't look down." he says, and you do just that. the problem is now you can't stop thinking about it. there isn't even a railing to stop you if you slip.

"what if I fall?"

"I'll catch you."

oh shit.

your heart rate speeds up immediately as you lower your eyes, trying your hardest to act casual.

"... with what your tiny, noodle arms?"

epel's face scrunched up at that. he casts you a glare but you know there's no malice in it whatsoever. it's become normal at this point, picking at each other. (of which you thoroughly enjoy)

he crossed his arms. "it's not—! agh whatever!" epel fumes. smacking your arm playfully as you feign a groan of pain. "my arms are manly and strong!"

you looked at him then at his arm before grinning. epel makes a look of offense.

both of you burst into a fit of giggles right after and you never thought he could look any more beautiful with crinkled eyes and a wide smile on his face.

though the moment of felt joy was hushed upon the shrill scream that definitely belonged to vil. of course, it was manly but nevertheless unable to mask the terror in it.

that was like an omen for punishment and revenge. you cover your mouth and look at epel with wide eyes.

he looks at you as well but you can tell he's holding in the cackles.

in all fairness it wouldn't have been too bad if epel used the shade of purple vil had on the tips of his hair. but this one? it's literally a bright neon that will burn your eyes for life.

you can't give yourself the moment to feel warm at your shoulders bumping, too wrapped into muffling the giggles that would definitely wake up the entirety of pomefiore from their beauty sleep.

you and epel are practically gripping each other for life, shoulders shaking in wheezes. midst that, you both failed to hear the rustle over your heads.

"my my, my ears have not decieved me! I know two love birds singing when I hear it."

"OH MY F—"

the laughing immediately seizes as you both look up at rook hovering over the two of you, donning an amused smile.

you sigh. "oh shit."

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kalim al asim

I would give it to you

kalim is by no means rich.

he's loaded.

since the day he was born even his room as a child cost more than the monthly expense of a citizen, toys handcrafted by the most talented, a blanket soft and crocheted with the most expensive of silk.

an entire vault filled with treasures, gems, things made entirely out of gold. at some point he leaves them untouched, swimming in it out of boredom.

even scarabia wasn't exempted from his touch of gold.

you could say he doesn't know how to live other than luxuriously.

it sounds bad. he knows, but for the entirety of his life it's all he's ever known. and kalim isn't really one to break out of a habit that's been going on for so long.

nor does he see any bad in it. out of the goodness of his heart he merely thinks he's rewarding you with the things you deserve.

last week a whole lot of tuna was sent to your dorm. it was definitely the work of grim, and you imagine the little feline brought up your name in a conversation with kalim. the boy didn't have a second thought before he took out the money that didn't make a scratch in his account.

while you would have wondered who sent the shit ton that would last grim a good year it was prominent that it was kalim from the exaggerated words of happiness in the gift card, filled with little doodles. (you assume he couldn't help himself)

you make a mental note to limit the interactions between kalim and grim.

the second time it was purely out of coincidence. a mistake on your part, if you'd like to say.

off handedly you'd mentioned to kalim that if someone were to ever give you something on valentines, you'd rather it be one that's beneficial to you. a practical gift. but since it was the day of expressing love you settled for the classic choice of flowers.

everyone loves flowers!

but you didn't expect to step into the cafeteria with your friends and immediately get slapped by a straw flower that apparently sprouted wings and flew (a joke of course) but you like to think that it had something out for you.

deuce's jaw drops at the amount of wildlife around the wide room. there's flowers everywhere and in the sole center was kalim sheepishly scratching his cheek.

"oops."

you just stared around, gobsmacked and flabbergasted. "what.. in the holy name of—" you trail off.

beside you. ace grimaces, slapping away a flower that fell in slow motion beside his face. then dragging a palm across his face. "all of this and he says.. oops?" he groans.

after picking up his jaw from the floor deuce nods hesitantly. "yeah, isn't this a bit much?"

as flattered you were. it really was.

on one, sunny, hot day you invited kalim for a walk around scarabia. beyond the dorm, away from all the glamorous things.

kalim didn't complain one bit and went along without much fuss, happily even if you might add.

the sun shines down at you harshly. the weather in the desert here sure is unrelenting. you wipe the sweat off your forehead. feeling the crunch of the sand beneath your feet.

the boy isn't too far behind you, taking animatedly as you nod along.

"that reminds me! your birthday is coming up." at that, your eyebrows raise. you still can't keep the heartwarming smile off your face at the mere fact that he knows, and remembers.

you smile at him kindly. kalim flushes at the beam. "where did you hear that from?" you question absent-mindedly enjoying the walk despite the great struggle the heat brought you.

because goddamn was it hot in here!

kalim falls into step beside you. "I asked the grandmaster for it."

more like basically forced. but he doesn't know that.

he continues, "what would you like? anything you want! I'll give it to you." kalim grins. there's no doubt whatever he's saying is nothing but the truth, he has the power to get anything you ask.

you feel embarrassed at the thought that clouds your mind. one word.

you.

at your silence kalim tilts his head. "what's the matter? if you need more time to think it's alright!" he reaches out and clasps your hands together, further flustering you.

you gulp. "I just... I really want you, you and your heart." you slap yourself on the head in your mind cause god did that sound cliche.

you tense at the frozen kalim. only staying still when he breaks into this, love struck, goofy grin and giggles. he all but practically throws himself onto you in a tight embrace.

"you already do!"

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clarifications

I've been practically dead but don't blame me I've been stressed & sick fr

after this I'm probably gonna be dead again BYE HOMIES

anyways for cater's part it's him basically being there for mc, like not just present but there.. yknow... idk if you get what I'm saying LOL

so like picture this, you're going thru a hard time and there's a shoulder to lean on which is cater. WHICH I ALSO REALIZED OMG HE DID GAVE US A SHOULDER TO LEAN ON LITERALLY WKAJSKJA

B4 you say lilia's part didn't even include the whole romance thing I just thought it'd be sweet if I incorporated his lil' family in it

so while you might not think it's a lilia x reader it really is, I'm just showing the parts that'll get lilia to love you. especially if you're doting on his babies!!

ngl reader in lilia's... I lowkey thought they were a grandma when I was building their character

'I would love with you' is loosely based off two parents loving their children lmao idk what I'm saying. anyways j hope you spotted it, lilia taking care of silver + you taking care of sebek = loving them (platonically)

draft for epel's was actually like. since rook appeared out of nowhere I wanted reader to be startled and slip off, epel actually saving them just like he said. (with his noodle arms.) you're free to imagine it! but if you do wanna see me write that just hit me up in my inbox and I'll write an alternative scenario 🤫

[rendy-a]

For the ask game what about hanging out with the yandere first years after the dance 💃

I had considered doing something actually at the dance but really, if you are solely in charge of a huge abandoned building, you know you are inviting your buddies over for a slumber party.

“I’m not saying it’s a competition but if it was a competition, who would you like best?” Ace asked.  You rolled your eyes.  “That’s the opposite of not making it a competition, Ace.”  Then you lean over to pat Deuce on the shoulder, “Plus, what does it matter?  We’re all friends here.”  Deuce gives you a strained smile, but you hardly notice the effort it takes him.  “EXACTLY MY THOUGHTS, PREFECT,” Sebek chimes in an enthusiastic agreement.  “What are you even doing here?” Jack asks suspiciously, “You can’t just invite yourself to a slumber party.”  Sebek straightens up, frowning, “I was SO invited.”  Then he smiles smugly, “The Prefect invited me themselves.”  The rest of the first years give you an exasperated look.  “Yeah, I ran into him as I was leaving the dance and…it just sort of came up…so I asked if he wanted to join us,” you reply as you tap your pointer fingers together in a guilty manner. 

The rest of your first-year crew give each other side glances.  Then Epel sighs, “Well I guess a slumber party is more about staying up than sleeping anyway.  So, it doesn’t hurt if a loud guy gets invited.”  This earns a snort from Deuce and a chuckle from Jack.  You see Sebek doesn’t appreciate the jibe and decide it is up to you to break the tension.  “Hey, how about a game.  Like…I don’t know, cards or dominoes or spin the bottle or something.”  You expected a laugh or a groan from at least someone but instead you found all your friends intently gazing from you to each other, as though sizing up the situation. 

You narrow your eyes at the awkward response, “That was a joke guys.  A joke?  Ha ha?”  All at once, the gathered students let out forced laughter.  “HA HA!” Sebek chortles loud enough to make you worry he’d wake Grim, “WHAT AN AMUSING JAPE, PREFECT.”  You waive your hands down, hoping to cajole him into lowering his volume, “Yeah, yeah, I’m quite the jester but seriously, what do you guys want to do?”  There are some glances shared between your friends.  Then Epel smiles and says, “How about some snacks?”

“Oh yeah, sure.  I think I can round something up.” Then you stand from the couch, ready to head to the kitchen.  Epel leans over and grabs your wrist, “Oh, no need.  I brought some juice.  Bottled juice.  It’s perfect for a snack.  And in bottles.”  You look at him and shrug, “Ok, sure.”  The reply makes him smile and you see Ace and Deuce share an eager glance.  ‘Guess everyone really likes juice,’ you think.  Epel returns with a crate of juice and sets it on the table in the middle of the room.  The rest of the first-years come and take seats on chairs and sofas surrounding the table.  Then they eye the crate speculatively. 

Finally, Jack grimaces, picks up a bottle of juice and pops off the bottle cap.  Then, in one giant gulp, downs the entire bottle.  With a hearty gasp, he wipes a drip of juice from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand as he slams the bottle down in the center of the table.  You look at him wide-eyed, “Guess you were really thirsty?”  He stammers, “I..I…just prefer pear juice.  But…this is fine.”  Then he looks at you carefully, as though judging how believable you find that.  “I..I see,” you say suspiciously.  However, no one else seems to remark on Jack’s odd behavior, so you decide to let it go.

You lean over and reach your hand across the table.  Deuce gasps, causing you to pause and look at him, “What?”  Deuce blushes and looks away, not meeting your eye, “N.nothing.  It’s nothing.”  This has been a long night, so you shake your head and reach past the empty bottle left by Jack and grab your own bottle of juice.  Disappointed sighs escaped the boys.  “There is enough for everyone, dig in,” you say, misinterpreting their disappointment.  Having ordered the action, they jump to comply.  To your surprise, Jack even ends up taking a second bottle of the apple juice he claimed to not have greatly enjoyed.  You smile into your juice at his tsundere nature.  It’s a nice moment of relaxation as you all sip at the juice while making small talk about the dance, sharing stories about the things you’d seen and experienced that night.  You thought the evening was back on track but the feeling didn’t last. 

“But really,” Ace circles back around, “If you had to pick, which of us is your favorite.”  Ace was stubborn when he got an idea in his mind, and you knew he wouldn’t let this question rest easily.  “I’m not picking a best friend; you are all equal best friends to me.”  You know that was an evasive reply, but you didn’t really want to hurt anyone’s feelings.  Ace, Deuce and Epel seem annoyed at your response while Sebek lets out a pleased gasp at being labeled as your (joint) best friend.  Jack seems to take the reply calmly and you are glad that you have at least one person not being strange over this favorite friend business.

You smile at Jack for supporting you in this and he returns your grin, seeming far more pleased as he drinks his second bottle of apple juice, tail wagging through a gap in the slats of the wooden chair he sits on.  Then you hear a small clink as Ace sets his bottle back on the table.  He leans over his knees, pushing the bottle to the middle of the table in front of him, “Hey Prefect,” he says mischievously, “Want to see a trick?”  Then he sets the bottle on its side and spins it, so the open end lands on you.  With a sly grin, he spins it several more times, each time the ending opens to you.  “Guess we are just meant to be, huh?  Don’t fight it, Prefect, I’m ready for my kiss.” he replies cockily.  You roll your eyes at the joke, suspecting the truth lies in some ‘magic’ trick taught to him by his brother. 

Meanwhile, his joke has not gone over well with the other boys.  “I’mma jump over this ‘ere table and smack some sense inta him,” Epel mutters under his breath.  “I’d be happy to offer my support in that battle,” Sebek glowers.  “That’s not necessary,” begins Jack, “I’m a lot faster than you two.  I’ll have this finished before you can even get over there.  Their muttering had caught Ace’s attention and was beginning to draw your own as well.  Deuce uses this opportunity to distract you, “Say, isn’t it time to change out of that formal wear and into your pajamas?” 

He'd successfully distracted you from the escalating conflict over Ace’s prank and towards your stuffy formal outfit.  “Yeah, I guess it is strange that we’re all still wearing this stuff,” you say as you look down at your clothes, “Hey guys, I’m going to go change.  Feel free to use any of those rooms on that side of the hall to change.  They should all be empty.”  With a gesture you indicate a section of rooms used for storage.  Then you head off to swap out your clothes for comfortable pj’s. 

You return to the lounge to see that your friends have followed suit and also changed out of their formal wear and into more comfortable clothes.  Sebek had apparently borrowed a hoodie from Jack, making him look a bit odd in his formal pant but you supposed that was to be expected with how suddenly he’d been included in the night’s activities.  Still, you think it looks like everyone is having a good time; joke wrestling over something on the couches.  You swing wide of the chaos and take a seat in a rocking chair near the windows.  You pull a blanket around you and smile at the antics of your first-year friends.  The warmth of the blanket combined with the rocking of the chair and lateness of the night quickly lulls you to sleep. 

Ace is the first to notice your unconscious state, since he is the only one facing your direction with the rest ganged up on him from the other.  “Hey, look,” he says and nods in your direction, “The Prefect is asleep.”  Jack ceases his attempt to put Ace in a headlock, rubs his head and remarks, “We should keep it down then.”  Sebek begins to open his mouth and Deuce quickly covers Sebek’s mouth and hushes, “Shhhh!”  Sebek shakes off Deuce and whispers in a tone that is rather quiet for him, “Don’t be ridiculous.  Of course, I’m not going to wake them.  I just want to contribute to their successful slumber.”  Then he takes a decorative pillow from the couch and gently slips it behind your head, stroking your hair softly as he does. 

“Stop being so handsy,” Ace complains.  “Is this something you do often?” Jack asks suspiciously.  Sebek admits that he often dreams of doing such things for Malleus.  “It is a great honor to be able to guard the one you respect while they are so vulnerable.  I’ve thought about it a great deal.”  Epel scowls, “So leave and go tuck Malleus in then.”  Sebek flushes, “Its not just the Young Lord I respect enough to take care of like this.”  Then he stubbornly lifts his chin as though daring the others to make him depart. 

Jack sighs, “Enough, you all should go to bed.  There is no point to everyone staying up to guard the Prefect.”  Epel scowls, “So what, you get to stay up and look at them all night because you are tough?  You think I can’t protect them?”  Deuce cracks his knuckles, entering his delinquent mode, “That sounds like a challenge to me.”  Surprisingly it is Ace that is the voice of reason, “Come on guys,” he replies quietly, “We can’t be making any loud noises, or we’ll wake them up.  Either go to sleep or stay up.”  Then he slumps on a chair with a determined pout, looking at the Prefect with lidded eyes. 

The rest of the boys join him, taking up spaces on the chairs and sofa.  Sebek and Jack quietly moved one of the sofas to have a better view of the Prefect before settling in.  What followed was a silent vigil, each boy refusing to relinquish his spot watching over the Prefect he adored to another.  Sometimes a brief conversation would start but any slight shifting or sigh you gave brought the banter to complete silence.  Finally, the dawn came bringing you to wakefulness with the morning light.

You stretch, lifting your arms over your head to ease some of the tension in your shoulders from sleeping in a chair.  You feel the pillow drop from behind your head and turn to grab it.  Then you stand and return it to the sofa, smiling at the sleepy bunch of students waiting for you there.  “Guess I conked out kind of early, huh?”  You smile at them good naturedly.  “We didn’t mind,” Epel says quietly.  You look at the Pomefiore boy and notice the dark circles under his eyes.  “Exactly how late did you guys stay up?” you asked, not really expecting an answer.  “Vil is going to kill you for ruining your complexion, you know that right?”  You laugh it off, but each student quietly recognizes the truth in that statement.  Even so, no one felt regretful for the choices they’d made.  It was worth a scolding from the Dorm Leader over what they’d gained.  A full night admiring the gentle expression of the sleeping Prefect was a prize not to be taken lightly.  And perhaps next time, you’d even agree to play Spin the Bottle.  A boy can dream.

[twsted-kinks]

Magicless Human (NSFW TWST OC x Reader)

>ageless and minors dni<

Basically I had an idea but couldn't think of a character to work with it so I just have this random character now. Thought about Sebek or General Lilia but things felt too OOC and I wanted shapeshifting. This one is really dark y'all so READ THE CONTENT WARNING

It takes place in NRC and reader is Yuu. Yuu is afab and gender neutral.

I wrote this instead of answering asks :| I am bad at having a blog

Content Warning: noncon/dubcon, being tricked and trapped, using violence to get reader to do sexual things, shapeshifting fae, reader cries and beds a lot but rapist doesn't care, inhuman dick, magic being used to alter mental state and kinda body modification (so reader can take dick that's humanly impossible), lots of degradation, prejudice against humans and magicless humans, vaginal and oral sex, painful sex turned pleasurable, video recording, creampie, unsafe sex, talking about pregnancy but not confirmed if reader gets pregnant

“Hey! Yuu!”

You stop in the hallway and turn around. “Ace? I thought you already headed back to Heartslabyul with Deuce?”

Ace shrugs and responds. “I was but Grim decided to get himself stuck.”

“Oh, I’m already headed back to Ramshackle, so-”

“Nah, he’s close by actually. come with me.” Ace starts walking away and gestures for you to follow.

“I thought-” You pause for a moment then join him. “Huh, he must’ve changed his mind.”

After a moment, Ace opens the door of an empty lecture hall and gestures for you to go in. You walk in and look around, but don’t see the grey furball.

“Grim?” You call. “Where is he? I don’t see him.”

The door creeks shut followed by the click of a lock.

“I knew a human like you would be dumb, but to be this stupid?” An unfamiliar voice chuckles. “It’s just astounding.”

“What? Ace, what’s with your voice?” You spin around to see Ace standing strangely for him, posture way too straight and arms folded across his chest.

“Having to deal with brainless humans all day is bad enough, yet you are so much worse. Not only are you an idiotic human, you’re also just a worthless waste of space with no magic to make up for it.”

“You aren’t Ace! Who the fuck are you?”

“Finally connected the dots, hm?” The figure snaps his fingers, dropping his disguise, revealing pointed ears and deep crimson eyes as he towers above you. A man with long hair and a sharpened scowl storms toward you, way too quickly. You raise your fist to hit him, but he grabs your arm.

“Stop it! Let me go!” You scream.

“You think a worthless human like you can stop me? The door is locked and the room is soundproofed with magic, and you can do nothing to dispel it.” The man laughs, taking hold of you chin with his other hand as you struggle against him. “Such a weak useless little thing, yet one with a pretty face. Your looks are the one thing you have going for you, yet they have you studying things you’ll never be able to do. You’d do much better as a brothel’s whore.”

You scream again and knee the man, making him grunt and release you. You run to the door, pounding on it, screaming, trying to pull it, push it, anything.

“You worthless cur! You will regret resisting me.” In an instant, the man is behind you, grabbing the back of your collar, and yanking you back. “I am offering your life worth, of you finally being of value, and you dare hit me?”

“Stop it! Let me go! I won’t tell anyone! Just let me go!” You beg as the man drags you across the room and throws you over the front desk.

“Scream all you want. It won’t stop me, and it won’t save you.” The man presses his chest against your back pushing you down against the tabletop. “I’ll show you your place and the only worth you have.”

You hear ripping as your bottom is torn in two.

“NO! STOP IT! I-I’VE- I’ve never-” Tears form in the corner of your eyes.

The man groans above you. You feel dense fabric press against your ass, something firm and large rubbing against your underwear.

“Please- You can’t.” You sob. “I-I’ll do anything- just not that. Just not-”

“Not what?” The man grinds harder against you. “Make me an offer, and maybe I’ll do something else.”

“I’ll… I’ll suck you off, if you stop.”

“Offering your mouth?” The man hums. “It will shut you up. But I want more.”

“W-what do you want?”

“You’ll strip for me, show me your body, then use your mouth to please me. Or-” You feel the man’s hips shift, only a few layers of cloth separate your cunt from the man’s hardened cock. The man chuckles. “Or, I could just rape you and skip the teasing.”

“Please! NO! I’ll do it!” You cry.

The man grinds against you a bit more before pulling away. “Fine, get up.”

You try to wipe the tears from your face as you stand on wobbling legs. The man takes a few steps back then urn to face you. You begin to remove your uniform jacket.

“Ah, not yet.” The man waves his hand and a phone floats out of his pocket. “While most human inventions are useless, some are nice to have, like this little picture box you species invented.”

“You’re going to record me?” You ask.

“Yes, and can you do anything to stop me from doing so?”

You hesitate then shake your head.

“Good, now strip.” The man taps the screen and the phone floats closer to you.

You shrug your jacket off and let it fall to the floor.

“Slower.” The man growls. “If you can’t even be a good whore, then I’ll just have to use you like a toy.”

You freeze for a moment before continuing, slowly undoing the buttons on your shirt. You look down as you do so, not being able to look up at the man or the phone floating around you. You slowly peel the collar of your shirt down, slowly showing more and more of your torso. Finally, your shirt falls to the ground as you cover your chest with your arms. You can’t look up to meet the man’s gaze, but you hear the sound of a zipper opening.

“More.” The man commands. “Show me your chest, or I can rip the clothes off myself.”

You hesitate but eventually move your arms and begin to remove your bra/binder, pulling it over your head. Your hands hesitate on the button of your bottoms. You finally undo the button and let what remains fall to the ground, only leaving you in your underwear.

“Well?”

You look up to see the man with his fist around his cock, slowly stroking it. Tears stream down your cheeks again as you loop your thumbs under the hem of your underwear and pull them down. Finally, you stand nude.

“Such a gorgeous body wasted on a magicless human. You could make a good spouse if the rest of you had any worth.” The man steps forward and cups one of your breasts in his hand, kneading it with his fingers. “Luckily, you don’t need brains or magic to be a good little cocksleeve. You agree, don’t you?”

“Wha- No, I- AH!” The man squeezes your breast harshly and tugs you forward.

The man leans down, mouth by your ear and growls. “You agree, don’t you?”

“Y-yes.”

“You’re brainless. You’re magicless.” The man grabs your other breast, massaging it along with the other.” Just a little useless human who’s only use is getting fucked. Correct?”

“Yes.”

The man licks the shell of your ear, making your shudder. “Your body only exists for the pleasure of others, of those better than you. Correct?”

“Yes.”

“Good.” The man hums and pulls away. “Now get on your knees.”

You take a deep breath in and do as your told. You sit on your knees, looking down at the floor. A hand slips into your hair, taking hold, and yanks your head back. Your face is forced upward, but your eyes are closed from the pain.

“Don’t look away. Your face is one of the few good things about you.” The man slaps your cheek with his cock. “If you want to be a good whore, you’ll have to learn to look at whoever you’re sucking off. Now open your eyes.”

You open them, tears streaming down. The man looks down at you with his phone floating alongside him, capturing his point-of-view.

“There you go. Now, to properly break you in.” The man rests his cock across your face, the tip almost reaching your forehead. “Though, I know, with a pretty face like that, you’ve sucked plenty of cock. You love sucking cock, don’t you?”

You feel a sharp tug at your scalp. “Y-yes.”

“Say it.”

“I love-” You hiccup. “I love sucking cock.”

“And you want me to cum down your throat, right?”

Another tug. “Y-yes! I want you to- to cum down my throat.”

“A whore asking so nicely? How am I to refuse. Though, you’ve sucked lots of cocks before, haven’t you? You’ve sucked off so many humans that a cock like this is nothing to you, isn’t that right?”

You remain silent for a moment, but a harsher tug makes you whine. “Yes! I’ve sucked off so many humans!”

“But not only humans. You’ve sucked off plenty of beastmen and mer here haven’t you?”

“Yes!” You respond before he tugs your hair. “I’ve- I’ve sucked off lots of beastmen and mer too. I love cock! I don’t discriminate! I love all kinds of cocks!”

“Oh?” The man coos. “Such a skilled little whore you are. A cock like this should be of no issue for you. But the cock of a fae, especially one of someone like me? Well, I can have one of many shapes, but I hope I can test your skills with something more extreme.”

You eyes widen as you feel the man’s cock grow in size, becoming thicker and so much longer. The cock is longer than your own head and as thick as your wrist. There’s no way you can take it! You haven’t even sucked dick before, but this man- He’s making you say and do things, and, if you don’t- More tears stream down your cheeks.

“Shh, it’s okay. I know it’s intimidating, but I know a whore like you will take it with no problem.” The man pulls his hips back and rubs the tip of his cock against your lips. “Now open your mouth, stick out your tongue, and wrap your lips around your teeth. I know I don’t need to remind you, but I can tell my cock is already making you delirious.”

Reluctantly, you do as your told. You struggle to open your mouth wide enough, but the man doesn’t care. As soon as you open up, he’s forcing his cock inside you. He ruts slowly, adding a bit more cock every time, and every time you choke. He’s barely half way, and you’re already gagging.

“Mmm, sounds like this coming from a well used whore? What a compliment!” The man laughs. You feel his free hand shift, lightly wrapping around your throat as his thumb rubs circles under your jaw. “You truly are beautiful for a human. You’re wasted in these halls. You could be the star of a brothel or even the little pet of a noble, if you gave this all up.”

You slam your hands against the man’s thighs, trying to push him away.

“Breath through your nose slut!” The man forces his cock deeper. “Has my cock broken your brain that much? Ha! Seems even a well used human is still a human. Fine, I’ll be kind.”

You feel a tingling around your neck, something surging from his fingertips and palm as the sensation tingles in your throat. Suddenly, you’re not struggling as much, and you can breathe! Your throat has opened to a point that must be inhuman. You’re not sure what’s going on, but you know that the man did this to you.

“There, a little boon to help any others that use you.” The man pushes his cock even deeper until he finally bottoms out. The soft sculpted hair circling his cock encases your nose, and all you can smell is his scent, strong, musky, yet addicting. Something’s not right in your brain. You can feel yourself getting wet.

Now the man starts to fuck your face, one hand in your hair, pulling your mouth up and down around his cock like a fleshlight as his hips meet your face each time he thrusts forward. You can feel yourself dripping. You shouldn’t be enjoying this? What’s wrong with you? You feel your cunt pulsing, begging to be touched. You shouldn’t give in, but you can’t help it. You reach down and begin rubbing your clit. You can’t help but moan.

“There you go. There’s the slut I’ve been looking for. This is your place, just a hole to be fucked.” The man laughs above you and thrusts into your throat, fucking it even faster as his balls slap your chin. “An unending line of cocks should always be ready to use you, and you should welcome each one gladly.”

The weight in your throat, the stretch of your jaw, his smell, his warmth, you can’t help but rub your clit faster. You can’t help how your thighs shake and how the pit in your stomach gets tighter and tighter until it finally snaps. Your eyes roll in the back of your head as you moan around the man’s cock and your cunt pulses around nothing.

“Cumming before me? How selfish, but it’s alright. I will fill your throat soon.” The man grunts and holds your head in place, keeping it still as he fucks your throat. Each thrust is shallow. The cock deep in your throat the entire time.

Finally, he thrusts deep into your throat, your nose pressed into his pubic hair as he holds your head in place. “That’s it! Take it! Take it like the whore I know you are!” You feel his balls pulse against your chin as he cums deep. You have no choice but to swallow all he gives you from his twitching cock. Eventually, he pulls your head from his cock, still spurting cum. He aims his cock, painting your face and chest as you heave below him.

“You were gorgeous before, but now you are absolutely stunning.”

You collapse forward, keeping yourself up with your arms as you cough. Droplets of cum splat onto the ground.

The man kneels down and places his finger under your chin, making you look up at him. “And what do you say?”

You look at his confused for a moment.

“What do you say when someone gives you a gift, whore?”

“Th-” You cough. “Thank you.”

“For what?”

“For… For fucking my face.”

“Good, now stand.” The man grabs you by the arm and forces you up.

“We’re done right? I can go.” You start to wipe the cum from your face.

The man laughs and pushes you back, your hips meeting the edge of the desk.

“Do I look satisfied?” The man retorts as he leans closer to you and his long tongue licks up along your neck. You feel something warm touch your leg.

“W-what are you doing?” You ask, panicked.

“I’m getting ready to fuck you.” The man shoves you down onto the desk and grabs your legs, forcing them open. His phone moves taking in the entire scene.

“But you said-” You try to pull yourself form his grip. “You said you wouldn’t!”

“And, like the stupid human you are, you believed that. Do you really expect me not to properly fuck a whore?” The man chuckles and pulls you by your thighs, forcing your hips to meet.

“NO! STOP!” You hit his chest, but he only laughs in response.

“Go ahead. Scream all you like. No one can hear you, and, even if they did, they wouldn’t help a whore like you. They’d only get in line and fuck you when I’m done.” The man rubs the tip of his cock along your slit.

“If you behave, I can make it hurt less, but, if you don’t-”

A loud slap rings in the lecture hall. The man stands with his eyes wide open as you hold your hand, the palm stinging from the impact.

“You…” The man glares down at you with a rage yet he speaks calmly. “I take pity of your worthless life, show you the only thing of any value about yourself, and even allow you to pleasure yourself while I use you. I show you kindness no human should ever receive, but it’s alright.”

The man grabs your wrists and slams them down on either side of your head. You feel something growing against your stomach. You look down to see the man’s cock grow even more. His cock grows to reach past your navel and the tip grows to the size of a fist. Large bumps stretch to line the shaft as two massive knots swells at the base.

“No…” You beg with a sob.

“I am going to fuck you, and you can do nothing to stop me. Scream all you want, hit me all you want. No matter what, my cock, all of it, will be inside you.”

“You can’t! I’ve never- I’m a virgin!” You shout.

“A slut who still has their virginity? How sad.” The man pulls back, running his cock along your folds. “Don’t worry. I’ll break your cunt. I’ll break you.”

“Please, no.” You cry and try to thrash around.

“You feel that?” The man rubs the tip of his cock between your folds. “I’m about to take your virginity, and you can’t stop me. You’re just a magicless-” He thrusts against you, his tip pushing past your cunt. “Brainless-” He thrusts again, almost forcing his way in.

“NO! STOP!” Your voice is getting hoarse.

“Worthless human!” He thrusts again, finally gaining purchase and forcing his tip inside you.

“NO! TAKE IT OUT! STOP!” You scream, tears streaming down your cheeks. The man forces his cock event deeper, thrusting slowly in and out of you.

The man grabs your jaw, keeping your face still. “Open you eyes, whore. Look at me. You don’t deserve the cock of a fae. This is an honor, you pathetic human!”

Your eyes remain shut closed.

“I said, ‘LOOK AT ME!’” The man harshly thrusts forward, forcing more of his cock even deeper. The girth stretches you cunt to the point of bleeding, and the bumps tug at your walls.

Your eyes and mouth shoot open as you scream. “STOP! IT HURTS!”

“And whose fault is that, whore?” The man shifts his body, pushing your thighs against your chest as he mounts you. “This could have been pleasurable for you, but your went ahead and spat in the face of my generosity. But do not worry. I am not out of kindness. I can make the pain go away.”

“PLEASE!” You plead.

“Beg for my cum. Beg for me to knot you. Beg to be bred with bastards.”

You only sob in return.

“No? In that case…” The man chuckles, and you feel him shift inside of you, cock widening even more.

“WAIT! STOP!”

“Then beg.” The man growls.

“P-Please, give- give me your cum.” You whimper.

“What else?”

You feel the bumps digging deep into your flesh.

“YOUR KNOT! PLEASE!” You hiccup. “GIVE ME YOUR KNOT!”

“That’s it now beg to carry my bastards.”

You feel the first knot kiss your entrance.

“KNOCK ME UP! GIVE ME YOUR BASTARDS!” Tears pour from your eyes. You vision became blurry long ago.

“Good, whore.”

You feel the man’s hand run down your torso and settle at where cock is sheathed inside you. His thumb rests at your clit. You feel the tingling feeling again, starting at you clit and shifting into your cunt. The pain begins to fade but doesn’t leave fully, but the wave of pleasure greatly outweighs it.

“There.” The man rocks his hips into yours, pressing his knot against your entrance. “Doesn’t that feel better?”

A lewd moan escapes you.

“Now that’s the face of a cockdrunk slut, the only face you should ever have. Isn’t that right?”

“Yes.” You mewl.

“Louder-” The man grunts as he pushes his cock forward, his first knot threatening to force you wider. “What are you?”

“YES!” You whine. “I’M A SLUT! A WHORE!”

“And what do you love?”

“I LOVE COCK! I LOVE CUM!”

The man laughs as he forces his full weight on top of you, spreading your cunt wider as the first knot is forced inside you. You throw you head back in a silent scream and your thighs shake. Just a bit more. You’re almost there.

“This is the proper place for a human like you.” The man groans as he shallowly thrusts into you, his second, even bigger knot, meeting your cunt with each thrust. “Magicless. Brainless. All you’re good for is being a piece of fuckmeat.”

“More…”

“What was that?” The man asks with a smirk.

“Please, more.” You beg, wrapping your legs around his waist.

“More what?”

“MORE! FUCK ME! BREED ME! ANYTHING!” You thrust your hips forward, trying to take more of him. “JUST CUM IN ME!”

“Demanding whore.” The man laughs and begins to thrust faster. You look down, seeing how his cock disappears inside of you. There a large bulge in your stomach, moving which each of his thrusts. That’s his cock. It’s so big, it’s so deep! Your legs shake. Your breathe is uneven. You can’t stop moaning. With each thrust, the bumps, his first knot it rubs into you, filling places that should never be touched. His second knot pushes further and further, spreading your entrance more and more, almost entering you. The coil in you tightens more and more, until it finally snaps.

You cry out in pleasure as your back arches, moaning as your toes curl. Your cunt tries to pulse, tries to squeeze around the cock violating you, but it’s stretched too wide. The man groans above you and use his full weight again, forcing the second knot inside you. Then you feel it, his cock twitch and a gush of liquid.

“THAT’S IT WHORE! CUM WHILE I BREED YOU! TAKE IT AND CARRY MY BASTARDS!” The man growls and rock his hips into you, finally fully sheathed inside you. You feel his balls against your ass, pulsing with each pump of cum that fills your womb. You don’t know how long your mentally gone, but, once you come down from your high, you see the man above you, chest heaving and sweat dripping down from his body onto yours. You look down again and see your stomach bloated from the amount of cum inside of you.

“Good to see you finally accept your place.” The man leans down, face close to yours, and run his tongue along your cheek. The man chuckles and shifts his body, resting his hands on your thighs. He holds you in place as he begins to pull his hips backs. You mewl as you feel the knot tug at your entrance. You moan when it finally leaves you. The second makes you do the same. Finally, he pulls his cock out of you and cum gushes out of you. You see his phone float down to your cunt, recording your gaping cunt.

You spread your legs further and whine.

“Hm?” The man raises his eyebrow. “What is it, whore?”

“I’m empty.” You whine and rock your hips forward. “Fill me.”

The man smirks. “Don’t worry. I’m not done with you.”

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Winter Break ★

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After the Winter Festival, all the stress that piled on top of you disappeared. Too tired to move, you were asleep as soon as your head hit the pillow. 

Luckily the next day was the start of Winter break, which also meant an empty school with a half-empty dorm. Break means fewer rules, because Azul, as strict as he may seem, wants us to enjoy Winter too. But, this would be the first year without your family. Last year it was upsetting waiting for the trio to come back until Spring. 

The frustration of not being able to be with both of your families for the holidays was bothersome, but you try not to mind as you watch half of your dorm try to rush out to the Mirror Chamber, bags in hand and loud chatter. You kept a smile as some members passed by waving to you and wishing you well. But your body ached from the last night’s performance and your head starts to hurt.

It was too early for all the bustling that was happening, all the members were finally out through the portal, chatting within the main hall and saying their goodbyes. You roamed around the main hall looking for your small group. Passing clusters of people, you dodged bags and stepped in between luggages trying to reach your group. 

“Y/n! There you are,” Yuu calls out. 

The rest of the group turns towards you. Ace huffs at your lateness, arms crossed and cheeks puffed out. Yet, his brows are rested showing that he wasn’t truly annoyed. Deuce gives you a big wave and immediately moves to make space within the circle just for you.

“We’re just about ready to head out,” Deuce says with his arm thrown around your shoulder carelessly.

“What took you so long, we almost left without saying bye!” Ace pokes his finger at your forehead playfully.

“My dorm members were rushing out, I didn’t want to get hit,” You slapped Ace’s hand as he kept poking you, “Are you not waiting for the others?”

The three of them shook their heads, “Epel said that he was getting nagged by Vil, so it might be a bit for him,” Ace says.

“No clue about the other two though,” Yuu answers.

“And we’re in a rush to go back home,” Deuce says with his arms stretched out ready for a hug.

Your spirit deflates about the thought of home. With outstretched hands, you reach out to Deuce and hug him. Yuu hugs Ace and pushes him closer to the two of you as you all get tangled up in one big group hug. Someone’s hand ruffles at your hair and the group hug separates. Ace and Deuce give you a final wave and walk through the portal.

Yuu turns to look at you and before he can say anything Epel rushes in between you guys, “Hi! Bye! Vil’s on my trail!”

With that, he disappears into the mirror and is met with a grumbling Vil and a smiley Rook. They both said some parting words to you and you were then met with Jack. 

“He’s in a rush.”

“Sure is..”

Jack smiles at the both of you, “Well, I have to get going as well.”

Just before he can rush off you jump him and give him a tight hug, he panics but you can see his tail swishing back and forth as he tries to lightly pull you off. He gives up, pats your head, and waits for you to get up on your own. Then finally he walks off with his tail still wagging.

Sebek is last to greet the two of you, making a show with his grumbles of going back home to his ‘human’ (he stresses) father and his mother. He’s getting dragged along by Lilia who is waving to you and you exchange your last goodbyes. 

“So…what are you doing for winter break?” Yuu finally asks.

“Since the ocean is frozen over, me and the others are staying in the dorm. You’re more than welcome to stay over. If it ever gets lonely with just you and Grim,” 

Yuu smiles brightly at you, “We’ll take the offer!”

“So, you want to head over to the dorm now?” You point back towards the Octavinelle Mirror and Yuu gives you a big grin before it deflates into a frown. Your eyebrows shoot up in worry. 

“I’ll have to take your offer on another day, the Headmaster has us doing a ‘serious’ job for the break.”

“Oh. I see, then next time for sure. I’ll lend you a hand once in a while, but I should go back and see if Azul needs anything.”

You walk through the mirror and head straight to Azul’s office. Jade greets you as you enter and Floyd moves to make space for you on the couch beside him.

“Y/n. You’re here. We’re deciding on what to do during the break,” Azul mentions as he pulls out a list of things that they (mostly Floyd) want to do.

“Can we bake and watch movies?”

“MOVIES!” Floyd starts to rapidly shake you around in excitement.

“Also, I invited Yuu and Grim to join us during the break at some point,” You say watching Azul stress out for a quick second before regaining his composure.

“Fine, that’s fine. We do owe him for the trouble.”

“You mean your overblot,” Floyd and you spoke at the same time as you watched Azul deflate more into his seat.

“YES. That,” Azul says, his face flushed with embarrassment. 

Jade chuckles, “Speaking of Yuu, I’m surprised he isn’t here right now.” 

“Ohh yeah, where even is Shrimpy? He isn’t hiding from us is he?” Floyd flops his body against you pushing his full weight on top of you. 

“The Headmaster left him with an ‘important’ job to do over the break,” you answer exasperatedly. 

Azul and Jade share a look in between them that you manage to catch. A silent exchange is shared and you make note of their sudden interest, with those two you aren’t sure what they could be planning. You get up carefully as Floyd slides off your body with a whine and make your way towards the door.

“Where are you going? We still haven’t decided on an activity for tonight,” Azul skims his list one more time.

“I don’t mind anything, so you can choose for me. I’m going to be in my room for a bit,” You respond as you shut the door behind you.

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