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ððŠð¢ð¥ð ððšð« ðð¡ð ðððŠðð«ð! ðžâš
Grace finally has a Magicam account, and what better use for it than immortalizing their friendships?
.ðËË³Â·Ë ÖŽÖ¶Öž ââ
â ֎ֶ֞˷˳Ëð ÖŽÖ¶Öž.
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ðððð¿_ðŽð¿ð®ð°ð² I finally made an account!! First pic, tea party preparations with housewarden of Heartslabyul! ð¹ð«
â€ïž ð®ð°ð²_ðŒð³ðµð²ð®ð¿ðð LMAO? HE'S SUCH A PRUDE LOLL
â â â â â â â â â¬â ïž ððœð®ð±ð²_ð±ð²ðð°ð² @ace_ofhearts dude you're aware that housewarden Rosehearts owns a magicam account right?
âŠïž ð±ð¶ð®ðºðŒð»ð±_ðºð¶ð»ð± totes adorbs!! but kinda bummed u didn't pick me for such a cute pic idea... (ã
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â â â â â â â â â¬ðŠ ðððð¿_ðŽð¿ð®ð°ð² @diamond_mind Oh I'm so sorry!! I got so busy with preparations that it slipped my mind u_u; I'll save you a spot next time, promise!
â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â ââ â.ðËË³Â·Ë ÖŽÖ¶Öž ââ
â ֎ֶ֞˷˳Ëð ÖŽÖ¶Öž. â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â
ðŠ yuur_grace
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ðððð¿_ðŽð¿ð®ð°ð² ....okay so this MIGHT turn into a series. I pray to the Seven that Leona isn't active on magicam or else I'm migrating (he looks so peaceful tho, doesn't he?!)
ðº ð·ð®ð°ðžðµðŒðð¹__ Grace.
â â â â â â â â â â â â â ¬ðŠ ðððð¿_ðŽð¿ð®ð°ð² @jackhowl__ Jack...... 5 replies
ð ð¿ððŽðŽ_ð¯ðð°ð°ðµð¶ð¯ðµð³ you owe me a deluxe cutlet sandwich now btw ð
â â â â â â â â â â â¬ðŠ ðððð¿_ðŽð¿ð®ð°ð² I don't recall that being on our TOA?? 1 replies
ð° ðð®ðð®ð»ð®_ð»ðœð° ????? LEONA KINGSCHOLAR???? ISN'T THAT THE PREFECT WHAT. 1435 replies
ðŠ ðºð®ðŽð¶ð°ð®ðº_ððð²ð¿ð®ð±ð²ð¯ðŽð®ðµð®ð±ð® Sevens you narrow minded idiot.
â â â â â â â â â â â ⬠ð ððððð»ðœð° is that literally fucking leona kingscholar 34572 replies
â»oh, except.... maybe they forgot one little detail...
â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â ââ â.ðËË³Â·Ë ÖŽÖ¶Öž ââ
â ֎ֶ֞˷˳Ëð ÖŽÖ¶Öž. â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â
ðŠ yuur_grace
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ðððð¿_ðŽð¿ð®ð°ð² Decided to pay our octobuddy a little visit at the @mostrolounge this afternoon ðð¹What a face! (also, wow where did all of you come from?? Was Leona's sleeping visage that baffling of a prospect? ùáŽu,, actually, I'm now realizing that I hadn't even set this account to private...oops.)
ð¬ ððµð®ðð.ð®.ðºðŒï¿œï¿œï¿œð®ð ahahah!! oh man look at his face! little shrimpy's got guts~
â â â â â â â â â â â â â ¬ðŠ ðððð¿_ðŽð¿ð®ð°ð² thanks for being the cameraman buddy ùáŽu Í¡ÍÍâ
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â€ïž ð®ð°ð²_ðŒð³ðµð²ð®ð¿ðð I'm surprised you didn't get ptsd just from walking into that room LMAO
â â â â â â â â â â â â â â ¬ðŠ ðððð¿_ðŽð¿ð®ð°ð² @ace_ofhearts hm okay how about you join me next time
â â â â â â â â â â â â â â ¬â€ïž ð®ð°ð²_ðŒð³ðµð²ð®ð¿ðð @yuur_grace no thank you <3
ð¬ ð·ð®ð±ð².ð¹ð²ð²ð°ðµ. hahah. how swift. perhaps i may join you one day to capture such riveting images. 3 replies
ð ððððð»ðœð° ok no I'm actually so invested we can't just move on from the fact that this guy showed up all of a sudden and just KNOWS Leona kingscholar personally?!?? 200 replies
â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â ââ â.ðËË³Â·Ë ÖŽÖ¶Öž ââ
â ֎ֶ֞˷˳Ëð ÖŽÖ¶Öž. â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â
ðŠ ðððð¿_ðŽð¿ð®ð°ð²
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ðððð¿_ðŽð¿ð®ð°ð² Another face cradled! And a dear friend hugged! Had a blast at this wonderful get-together in Scarabia dorm âïžð®ð I think I'm ready to sleep for a week though hahaha ^^;
âïž ðžð®ð¹ð¶ðºð®ð¹ð®ðð¶ðºâª I'm so glad you came! I don't think I've had that much fun with friends in a while! You're always welcome whenever you feel like visiting ðâš
â â â â â â â â â â â â â â ⬠ðŠ ðððð¿_ðŽð¿ð®ð°ð² @kalimalasim always!
â â â â â â â â â â â ⬠ð ððððð»ðœð° ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME 1240 replies
ð ð·ð®ðºð¶ð¹_ð There's still some leftovers if you'd like to take some for Grim. Or yourself, really. 2 replies
ð ððððð»ðœð° oh okay so there's even MORE. why not. SURE. 212 replies
â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â ââ â.ðËË³Â·Ë ÖŽÖ¶Öž ââ
â ֎ֶ֞˷˳Ëð ÖŽÖ¶Öž. â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â
ðŠ ðððð¿_ðŽð¿ð®ð°ð²
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ðððð¿_ðŽð¿ð®ð°ð² Nothing better than a long evening spent with the beauty queen himself @vilshoenheit. And look, he reciprocated! How sweet~ ðâš A wonderful idol, an even better friend.
ð ðð¶ð¹ðð°ðµðŒð²ð»ðµð²ð¶ð⪠How precious. Do take good care of that manicure.
â â â â â â â â â â â â â¬ð ðð¶ð¹ðð°ðµðŒð²ð»ðµð²ð¶ð Wait, Grace, is this a private post?
â â â â â â â â â â â â ¬ðŠ ðððð¿_ðŽð¿ð®ð°ð² will do! ð€ 2304 replies
ð ð®ðœðœð¹ð²ðœð²ð¹_ð³ð²ð¹ðºð¶ð²ð¿ man you're better than me, i can't stand a second doin any a this balderdash
â â â â â â â â â â â â â¬ðŠ ðððð¿_ðŽð¿ð®ð°ð² your loss,, it's sooo relaxing ðââïž
ð ððððð»ðœð° YOU GUYS I CANT COPE ARE YOU KIDDING MEEEEEEE 784 replies
ð ððððð»ðœð° is this guy some sorta undercover cop or sum?? how's he got all these crazy ass ties??
ð¹ ððµð²ðµðð»ðð¿ðŒðŒðž oh, là là ... quelle beauté, the calm before the storm~
â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â ââ â.ðËË³Â·Ë ÖŽÖ¶Öž ââ
â ֎ֶ֞˷˳Ëð ÖŽÖ¶Öž. â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â
ðŠ ðððð¿_ðŽð¿ð®ð°ð²
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ðððð¿_ðŽð¿ð®ð°ð² Seems like I've been graced with this nice little picture from @0r1h0_shr0ud2 during a visit to Idia's dorm! No face hold unfortunately, but it's quite cute!ð©µð€ Very rare, it seems Idia has yet to realize the photo being taken ^o^. Peep the adorable little PreMo gacha figure I got for him...? ð
𩵠ð¬ð¿ððµð¬_ððµð¿ð¬ðð±ð® I was so happy that you decided to stay and keep my brother company, Grace Alexander-san. Idia doesn't show it, but you really made his day!
â â â â â â â â â â â â ¬ðŠ ðððð¿_ðŽð¿ð®ð°ð² @0r1h0_shr0ud2 awww! I'm always happy to spend time with you both! ð€ 3 replies
ð ðŽð¹ð¬ð¬ðºðð¿ð®ð¶ woah when was this?! you can't just spring such a rare event out of nowhere! delete, delete!!! 5 replies
âŠïž ð±ð¶ð®ðºðŒð»ð±_ðºð¶ð»ð± oh my Seven!! you both look so dope! truly inspiringâ and can we talk about how *adorbs* you look with that biscuit hanging from ur mouth?? (˵ â¢Ì Ꭰ- ˵ ) â§
â â â â â â â â â â â â â¬ðŠ ðððð¿_ðŽð¿ð®ð°ð² @diamond_mind brothaaaa keep this up and you'll be fighting off rumors for days LOL ùáŽu ahuahu
â â â â â â â â â â â â ¬â€ïž ð®ð°ð²_ðŒð³ðµð²ð®ð¿ðð @yuur_grace OH U WANNA HEAR ABOUT RUMORS??? HAHAH
ð ððððð»ðœð° Am I tweaking or is that like. *The* Idia Shroud from the family Shroud part of the largest technological pioneers in Twisted Wonderland. Or am I insane.
â â â â â â â â â â â â â â ¬ð ððððᅵᅵᅵðœð° this HAS to be a social experiment atp?? What in the world is this guy's power??? 467 replies
â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â ââ â.ðËË³Â·Ë ÖŽÖ¶Öž ââ
â ֎ֶ֞˷˳Ëð ÖŽÖ¶Öž. â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â
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ðððð¿_ðŽð¿ð®ð°ð² it felt almost special, leaving my vest off. Maybe it was the winter breeze. Tsunotaro helped me with his cape, though, despite my insistence. What a sweet personality! ðð We took a long walk through an abandoned woods, found some gorgeous gargoyles. To end my little series, I asked to hold him as well. He doesn't own a magicam account so I can't tag him... But at least he can keep the pictures :) Hurray! It ends! ð€âš
ð ððððð»ðœð° THERE IS NOOOOO FUCKING WAY I REFUSE NO NO ABSOLUTELY NO WAY THIS IS AN EVIL PRANK WHAT WHAT WHATTTTATSYSYTHJDHJ WHO IS THIS GUYYYYYY 1204 replies
ð ððððð»ðœð° OH YES DROP THE BOMB ON US WHY NOT. OKAY. THREE OTHER CELEBS WEREN'T ENOUGH I GUESS. 762 replies
ðŠ ðð®ð»ð¿ðŒððŽð²ð² Grace, you must know I have never been so entertained in my long life. Why, Malleus himself sits beside me and stares down at the screen in bafflement!
â â â â â â â â â â ¬ðŠ ðððð¿_ðŽð¿ð®ð°ð² @vanrougee ???? Explain?? ToT
â â â â â â â â â â¬âŠïž ð±ð¶ð®ðºðŒð»ð±_ðºð¶ð»ð± @yuur_grace you sweet summer child ðâ
â â â â â â â â â ⬠ð ð¹ð¶ðð¶ð»ðŽ.ðð¶ðŽð¯ðŒð¹ð @yuur_grace YOU ARE ENTIRELY UNCONNIVING. YOU PLACE MALLEUS UNDER INTENSE SCRUTINY FROM THE MASSES AS WELL AS LADY MALEFICIA! YOU SHOULD BE MORE MINDFUL, HUMAN!!
â â â â â â â â â â â ¬ðŠ ðððð¿_ðŽð¿ð®ð°ð² OH my god.
HEHEHE I HOPE YOU LIKED THIS AS MUCH AS I DID THIS WAS SO EXHAUSTING BUT SO FUN TO MAKE !!! ð©·ð€ð©·âšâš Also pls don't look too hard at the numbers ik a lot of them are wrong I'm sleep deprived and high on 3 monster cans ð€
#twst#twisted wonderland#mal draws#ace trappola#deuce spade#cater diamond#riddle rosehearts#leona kingscolar#ruggie bucchi#jack howl#azul ashengrotto#jade leech#floyd leech#kalim al asim#jamil viper#vil shoenheit#epel felmier#rook hunt#idia shroud#ortho shroud#malleus draconia#lilia vanrouge#sebek zigvolt#twst x reader#twst x yuu#twst x oc#twisted wonderland x reader#twst yuu#twst kalim#twst yume
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can I request house wardens + leech twins with a reader who doesn't eat enough bc Crowley doesn't give them enough for food, and they end up really ill and collapsing or something. I'm cravin some fluffy comfort rn, pls and thank you ð
I got youð«¡ð«¡ as someone who's been through an eerily similar situation, I really liked this request
*à©â©â§âË another crowley momentâ¢ïž
type of post: headcanons characters: riddle, leona, azul, floyd, jade, kalim, vil, idia, malleus additional info: romantic or platonic, reader is gender neutral, reader is yuu, mentions of food and not eating
Riddle wouldn't even have to like you to rush to your side. but he does like you, which makes it all the worse
after checking your vitals, you're in the infirmary. he's got doctors for parents, after all, and he knows that malnutrition is bad
he should have seen the signs...
with exams coming, he's been so busy, and he assumed that you were just tired from studying
but he can feel guilty later. right now, he needs to focus on you getting well again, and not killing Crowley
(then, of course, he'll look for some legal statute or clause that he can threaten Crowley with so you're fed properly)
*à©â©â§âË
Leona noticed you'd been acting a little weird lately, but watching you collapse still puts him in shock
luckily, Ruggie and Jack are nearby to help you to the infirmary, so Leona can focus on hunting Crowley down like an animal
there are very few times where Leona is particularly grateful for his status, but this is one of them. just one word on how his family will be hearing about Crowley's neglect, and the old bastard is begging him for forgiveness
even after that, Leona still sends Ruggie with snacks and drinks to Ramshackle
and if you ever scare him like that again, you'll regret it (lovingly)
*à©â©â§âË
the news of you collapsing during flight lessons reaches Octavinelle rather fast. no one is particularly surprised, since Floyd had mentioned how easily you'd been bruising lately just the night before, but everyone is certainly worried
Azul is the first at your side, asking you all sorts of questions, worried sick. Jade has to remind him to give you space to rest, since you look exhausted (had you always had those dark circles? how could Azul have not noticed?)
now, Azul and the tweels could easily find a way to pressure Crowley, but they know better than to trust him
from now on, you'll be eating in the Mostro Lounge, free of charge
*à©â©â§âË
perhaps Kalim was just oblivious, because he really didn't think anything was wrong until you were suddenly on the floor in front of him
sure, you'd been a little moody lately, but he figured it was just a thing you were going through. and besides, you know that you can talk to him about anything... right?
Jamil hurries to check your pulse, and shouts for him to get the school nurse- which is jarring, because Jamil never shouts
when you explain everything to Kalim later, he feels... terrible. he should've known- no, he should've asked
Kalim insists you stay at Scarabia while you're recovering, and makes sure you have the most enriching, delicious meals money can buy
*à©â©â§âË
Vil knew it was bad, but not this bad. if he had known you were on the verge of collapsing, he would've taken a firmer approach to getting you to eat
you're going to worry him to death someday, you know that?
after he's done verbally eviscerating Crowley, he'll insist on joining you at every meal. he'll eat at Ramshackle, breakfast, lunch, and dinner, if that's what it takes
he's subtle about it, at least
if he notices that your plate feels empty, he'll just take some food from his and put it on yours. gracefully, elegantly, without a word
you'll come home one day to see your kitchen stocked with vitamins, supplements, and apples (courtesy of Epel)
<3 and a note that says he'll treat you to dinner whenever you want
*à©â©â§âË
never scare Idia like that ever again. he wasn't even with you when you collapsed, and he STILL nearly had a heart attack
listen, he knows he's not a great role model when it comes to nutritional eating, but you have got to tell him these things. he would've had Ortho go get takeout! or something!
typical Crowley behavior, SMH. what does he think you are? a rabbit? even the school horses get treated better...
no way that Idia is going to even bother with that old fart, anyway. you want something? he'll get it for you. you don't even have to ask, he'll just send food to your place (and have Ortho check your vitals more often but shhh)
*à©â©â§âË
I would not want to be in the room when Malleus finds out about this
not even the building. you know what? I'd steer clear of the whole island, because it will not be pretty
when you collapse in front of him, it feels like he's dying, too. the panic sets in, and he sends Lilia to look after you, and Silver and Sebek to escort you to the infirmary, and then he casually threatens to smite Crowley. obviously
if the students and staff of NRC thought Malleus was scary just being Malleus, he's terrifying when he's mad
(rest assured that you will be getting ten times the amount of food from now on)
it's thunderstorms for days after, but he never leaves your side
#twisted wonderland x reader#twst x reader#queued#riddle rosehearts x reader#leona kingscholar x reader#azul ashengrotto x reader#jade leech x reader#floyd leech x reader#kalim al asim x reader#vil schoenheit x reader#idia shroud x reader#malleus draconia x reader
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Language Barriers
Based off the idea that Yuu doesn't speak the same language or have the same culture norms in their world!! Got inspired for once
Content Info: GN!, 4.6K words-ish, Fluff/Comedy, Platonic except in Kalim's, Aztec refs in Leonas, NSFW jokes in Heartslabyul, Staff being parents, Trey bullying
Characters: Mozus Trein, Divus Crewel, Dire Crowley, Ashton Vargas, Sam, Riddle Rosehearts, Trey Clover, Cater Diamond, Ace Trappola, Deuce Spade, Grim, Leona Kingscholar, Kalim al-Asim, Jamil Viper, Vil Schoenheit
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Since your arrival in Twisted Wonderland, you have begun to grasp the language and culture of this world. For the most part, at least.
You remember as clear as day when you first arrived, the pure confusion of the Headmage and those around you. Words from your lips were pure gibberish to them. They stared at you like you were an anomalyâ and they were right. You are one.
âGlitchyâ is the term they have used to describe your voice. âIt is as though the sound around you warps everytime you speak.â The Headmageâ Crowleyâ said.
The man had given you a necklace alongside an old dorm he housed you in. It was a simple looking necklace. A small mirror charm dangles in the center of it. Subtle enough to not draw attention to it.
It wasn't just a necklace however. It was a translator, a universal one.
The âglitchesâ from your mouth had stopped and became the strange sounds the natives here spoke. Still, the necklace is just a buffer. Just because you can understand them doesn't mean you know what they're saying.
You still do not know the slang, the culture, the phrases, the grammar. Words still slipped your mind. You swear all you can hear is gibberish at timesâ and honestly you donât doubt it occasionally is when students want to mess with you. You still had a lot to learn and there have been many miscommunications along the way. All part of the journey you suppose.
The staff here weren't coddling at all but they were accommodating. They made it clear that they favored no student more than the other. (At least that's what they claim.) But they also understood that holding you to the same standard would be unfair.
Mozus Trein
Professor Mozus Trein was a blessing when it came to learning about this world. His history classes made understanding this place easier. Trein would even give you extra context with his lessons to help you understand the everyday things and universal knowledge that you are unaware of.
His standards for your essays were different. He was no less strict on you but he was reasonable. He could tell that you truly understood the concept and put effort into your papers despite the language barrier and he is not going to punish you for learning.
You would get your paper back with a high grade and a page of corrections with explanations for each one. Why this comma here wrong. Why this was the wrong conjugation of that word. How this sentence could be improved.
âExcuse me, Professor?â You test the words as you speak them, accent slipping out. Trein looks to you from his desk. "Yes?â
âThis word here is marked as wrong, but I remember you saying âI before E except after C.ââ You tilt the paper to him and the older man adjusts himself on seat.
âLet me see hereâŠâ Trein paused to read the paper, expert eyes scanning for any potential mistakes. âAh I see, that word there is an exception. âSovereignâ doesn't follow that rule.â He closed his eyes as he explained and you nodded in understanding.
âI see, so I just have to memorize it. Are there any other words like that?â You didn't like how Trein seemed to frown as he thought about it. He hadn't realized how many there were. âYes there are. A lot more than I anticipated Iâm afraid,â a sigh escapes his lips and he shakes his head.
âI will not hold this against your grade since you have been improving with each assignment. Little mistakes like this will be forgiven so long as they are not repeated. Allow me to adjust your grade accordingly.â
You tilted your head as your B+ went to an A-. A small smile decorates your features. Trein nods to you and hands you your paper back. âThere you are then. On to you next class.â You turn to leave but are stopped by when he speaks again.
âYou should be proud of yourself, Yuu. You are the hardest working student I've have ever had the pleasure of teaching.â You perked up and your smile grew as you were onto your next class.
Divus Crewel
Professor Divus Crewelâs classes were difficult for completely different reasons. Math and numbers were the same for the most part aside from some minor symbol changes. Word problems were the bane of your existence however. Thankfully Divus can see that you understand the math. He'll often pass you or only take half a point off if you use the wrong equation or misunderstand the question and such.
He also gave you a small private lesson about alchemy as well. Teaching you the basic terms and proper protocols that most students would have learned early in their education. He'd show how to differentiate the effects an ingredient would have by the prefixes of their names or symbols on the vial.
But most importantly he would help you socially. What you should dress like for certain events. The correct way to speak so you could sound like a native. Social cues.
And he would refuse to admit it but you were his prized pup over the rest. He may or may not have slipped you a few perfumes or clothing under the guise of âCrowley not providing enoughâ or âTaking stress off of you to do better in class.â You knew better though.
After all, how could he play off giving a coat similar to his? It was less flashy and more suited to your tastes. It wasn't obvious to anyone else that you matched him unless they really observed. Perfect to wear in his class.
He's always looking out for you. Making sure you are safe and secure. And should you get injured from another adventure, he is there with a potion in hand.
Dire Crowley
Crowley was the one that gave you the necklace and a place to stay. Though eccentric and a bit well⊠lazy, you couldnât deny that this was a good display of his generosity. Even if he does make you work for it.
Crowley was a strange one. He'd gift you some magical object one day and then forget you exist the next. Heâd help you with your paperwork for accommodations and then forget to approve of them.
One time he dropped off a stack of paperwork on you to do for him but still left you a huge comprehensive guide that teaches you how to do each one. On top of that there was even a translation card meant to help you. If he put this much effort into these papers he'd be done by now. You assume he made this so he can drop more on you in the future. You swear he mentioned he's doing this to you to âprepare you for when you become the new headmageâ er headmaster.â Yeah right.
He'd give you dangerous tasks then become overprotective if any boy dare get too close to you. He'd help with anything but only if you stroke his ego. Yet despite it all he was still, as much as you hated to admit it, generous.
Despite everything, he has taken you in instead of abandoning you in this world. You swear sometimes he acts like a dad to you⊠When its convenient.
He's so annoying but you canât find it in your heart to truly hate him. He may get you in trouble, but the moment it becomes too dangerous he steps in without hesitation to protect you and gives you a huge lecture after.
You hope you learn enough of the language to properly scold him.
Ashton Vargas
âIs this really necessary?â You ask the coach in front who re-wraps your hands tightly. âAbsolutely it is!â The Coach's booming voice resonates in you as he pats you on your back rather roughly. âGive me another punch.â
You swallow and raise your hands again. You hesitate. âCome on kid you aren't gonna leave a dent in me!â You swallow and swing at his stomach. Vargas was right, he doesn't even flinch as your arm practically vibrates.
âThat was a good form! I almost felt it.â A great guffaw rumbles in his chest. âAgain!â Another punch, he looks down approvingly.
âNot bad, not bad at all. I sense a lot of potential in you, kid. That's enough for today.â You breathe a sigh of relief as you wipe your brow and unwrap your hands.
âSeems my training regiment is working, you're getting stronger by the day. Stillâ this on its own isn't enough. You need protein, kid! Lots of it. And you know what a good source of protein is?â
You stare at him for a moment. âThose uhâŠâ the word slips your mind. âChicken⊠capsulesâŠ?â
âBingo! But they're called Eggs here Yuu.â Ashton puts a hand on his hip and makes a fist. âYou should start with a dozen eggs per day and increase from there. I know that headmage can't be relied on to pay you in time, so I personally will deliver some bulking meals myself!â
â... Why are you doing this for me?â Your voice comes out a bit quiet as you speak. Ashton looks at you for a minute. âWhy? Because youâre my student and I want to see you succeed. You got some serious strength hidden in you, and it would br a shame to see it wasted. BesidesâŠâ
As he speaks he starts taking down those punchy things, sandbags, you think. âThe students here are quite rowdy. I want you to be able to defend yourself, especially since you don't have magic. You have to rely on brawn, Yuu! And I will be the one to awaken it.â
Vargas strikes a pose for a moment before relaxing. âBefore you go I need to teach you some vocabulary.â
âVocabularyâŠ?â
âAbout your muscles of course!â The coach sat you down for a moment as he went into kinesiology. Micros and macros. Bulking. He broke it all down for you while flexing his muscles to emphasize his points.
âNow off you go Yuu, meet me here same time tomorrow, got it?â
Sam
Sam is a cool dude. You interact with him a lot. He never had an issue when you were first learning to speak. In fact he'd help you find the products you described to him. Of course he'd try and convince you to buy the more premium products but that's just business.
He'd even offer you a gig or two. His shelves don't stock themselves and his shadow friends wouldn't mind some extra help. Just know they can be a bit mischievous. While you were working you'd even get a small employee discount.
Even though your language has gotten better, there is still the occasional mix up.
âAh, prefect! What can I do for you?â Sam queried while leaning on the counter top, delighted to see one of his favorite customers. âI am looking for⊠umâŠâ You froze. What was that word again??
âThe⊠white liquid?â You watched as Sam racked his brain for what you meant. âAn invisibility potion?â
âNo no! It's like⊠a juice?â
âAh! I got it! Coconut milk!â The man snapped his fingers and winked. He frowned a bit when you shook your head.
âWait here.â The shadow man watched as you ventured into the small smack aisle in front of him. Soon you took a bag of beef jerky and pointed to the small symbol on it. âWhat is this animal called again?â
âThat's a cow.â
âYes! I need the juice from it! The cow juice! What is its name? I forgot.â you perked up and beamed at him, hoping he understood. It all clicked for Sam, and he let out a hearty laugh at the realization.
âDo you mean milk, perchance?â
âYes! I knew it had that sound! I need milk!â Sam chuckled again and waves his hand, sending a small shadow to retrieve some. âBy the way would you be down to do some work tonight?â
âTonight? Yeah, I can always use some extra cash.â The prefect was always so easy going. Guess they had to be in a place like this.
âGood. I'll apply your discount right now then!â
Heartslabyul
Your favorite Heartslabyul members have invited you to join them. Another Unbirthday party was to be hosted and the stars aligned today for the whole deck to help with the baking. It felt nice to be with them. They were like a family in a way, being with them felt like home. Alongside baking, there was some cooking being done too.
âGeez you really do like your eggs, huh?â Cater asked the spade who stirred his chopsticks with precision. He is determined to make the perfect tornado omelet.
âOh you have no idea.â Ace tsked. âWhenever we go out to a restaurant it's the only thing he orders.â
âNot true!â Deuce's interjection wasn't as strong as it usually is, much to focused on his creation. âYeah only if they dont offer any.â Ace retorts.
âGrim, it is unsanitary to touch the batter,â Riddle breaks up the impending argument to chide the direbeast âhelpingâ him stir, âTrey how many egg yolks do I add?â
âThree. You sure got it Riddle?â Riddle pouts a bit. He knows he got a shell in the batter last time but he's trying! âI'll get it right this time, you can count on it.â
âOoh, give the egg whites to Deuce if you aren't using them!â Deuce mutters a thank you to Cater as he finishes up his omelet. âDoes anyone else want one?â
Noâs resound across the kitchen aside from you and Grim which makes Deuce smile. âAlright, what kind do you want Yuu? I'm still unsure on what kind you prefer.â Deuce looks a little embarrassed at not knowing despite how long you've been friends.
Before anyone could tease Deuce, Trey asks the worst question he possibly could without knowing. âActually how do you like your eggs in the morning, Yuu? I rarely see you eat breakfast in the cafeteria.â
You pause for a moment, the pan you were greasing slipping slightly. Then you chuckled. âThat's very bold of you Trey, I never expected you of all people to say that⊠But judging by everyone else's reaction, I assume it doesn't mean anything here?â
âOh? Does it mean something different where you from?â Riddle asks, looking over at you. âIt does actually.â Cater looks up from his phone he was reading the recipe from, noticing your amused expression. âWhat else could possibly it mean though?â You hold in a laugh. Perhaps this wasn't the best time to bring it up but you can't help it.
âIs that so? I sure hope I didn't say anything offensive. What does it mean?â Poor Trey; he chuckles as he decorates one of the finished cakes not knowing the storm that's brewing.
âYou essentially just propositioned me in front of everyone.â The whole kitchen is silent as they stare at you. Trey looks flustered and confused out of his mind as an abundance of frosting squirts out of the bag. âI⊠pardon?â
Ace speaks first âHuh?! How does that make sense?â
âProposition? What does that mean?â
âDon't worry about it Grim.â says the diamond. âStill that seems far fetched, it's rude of you to mess with Trey like that you know!â
âI'm not lying! It's actually what it means!â Trey is adjusting his glasses now, embarrassment growing. Riddle looks horrified, trying to find his words. He's trying to rack his brain for a response before deciding to ask about it. His voice comes out a little hesitant and unsure. âAre eggs part of some sort of courtship in your worldâŠ?â
âUm⊠sort of..?â At your words Deuce pales. Ace takes this opportunity to be a little shit per usual. âWow! Seems like you have a chance then, Deucy!â
âOh shut it Ace! Wait, have I been propositioning you this whole time?!â His face is red and he's hiding in his hands. He has offered so many egg dishes over the years. Oh God he must have made you so uncomfortableâ this isn't what an honor student would do!
âI still don't know what that meansâŠâ Grim grumbles.
âNo no! Offering eggs is fine, it's just that particular phrase has very different connotations in my world.â
Ace is snickering at the whole situation, but especially at Deuceâs panic. He's also just as confused, however. Trey finally has the courage to speak. âUm, how exactly does that meanâŠâ He trails off, defeated. âI'm sorry Yuu, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortableâŠâ
âYou didn't. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to tease you too muchâŠâ
âOkay, but how exactly does that mean that?â
âYeah I'm with Cater on this oneâŠâ Ace adds.
âEnlighten me.â Riddle puts his hands on his hips, morbid curiosity getting the better of him.
âSo⊠When someone asks that they essentially mean to say they're gonna invite you to spend the night with them and cook you breakfast in the morning.â Trey looks even more embarrassed but so does Riddle.
âSo it's a sleepover? That's it?â Grim asks just to be waived off by Cater again who vibrating with laughter.
âThat's a pretty convoluted way of askingâŠâ Deuce looks to the side, also a little flustered. âYeah it makes no sense for me either, and I'm from that world, but that is what it meansâŠâ
âWow so Trey really is bold!â Cater snickers as Ace joins in with a âI never knew you had it in you.â
âEnough with this vulgar talk!â Riddle commands, clearly demanding the conversation to be over.
âI am never gonna live this down aren't I?â
Leona Kingscholar
I am gonna nerd a lil abt aztec mythology rn and I'm not apologizing
Herbivore is what he called you. It was meant to be an insult but you never took offense. There is no other creature that fights harder than prey that is fighting for their life or backed into a corner. If anything it was a compliment. You've seen how hard they can fight.
Yet today Leona took the title further. âYou are honestly like a little rabbit. All this confidence and attitude, yet harmless.â You raised a brow at him. âThank you.â
Leona's eyes shift ever so slightly. âYou're taking it as a compliment?â You tilt your head. âI assume rabbit in this world is synonymous with fragility hereâŠ? Odd. They're a symbol of warriors back in my world.â
âIs that so?â Leona speaks boredly, but he doesn't excuse himself or tell you to shut up. âYeah, rabbits are these mighty warriors that are completely invincible. Children of one of the 5 sin gods too. Nothing can kill them. Centzon TÅtÅchtin are no joke. Odd how they're considered weak here.â
You think for a moment. âBut they are known to be constantly drunk all the time and play around, so I guess that could be an insultâŠâ Leona just rubs his head. âTake it however you wantâŠâ
Kalim al-Asim
âLook at all the stars!â Kalim exclaims, pointing up at the sky. He lands his carpet along the sand dunes, eyes full of wonder. He then looks to you with bated breath, waiting for your reaction.
âIt's beautifulâŠâ You whisper, overlooking the patterns of stars decorating the night sky. It was straight out of a painting, vast and whimsical. Kalim was glowing at your happiness. âAaah, I'm glad you like it! I was hoping you would!â
You lean back against the ground. Shooting stars dart across the sky along the twinkling lights in a beautiful display. Your eyes land on the moon, admiring how different it was from your own.
âThe moon looks beautiful tonight, doesn't it?â You freeze for a moment. âHaha, careful saying that to people from my world Kalim, not that you'll be running into anyone else from there anytime soonâŠâ
Kalim looks over to you, brows slightly furrowed. âEh? What do you mean?â You look back up the moon again. âSaying âthe moon looks beautiful tonightâ where Iâm from means I love you.â There's a moment of silence as Kalim ponders.
âWell then the moon looks beautiful tonight! I love all of my friends!â Kalim grins at you, fist pumped to his chest.
âIt's not like that, Kalim. It's for romantic feelings. Funny, since coming here I've had a lot of experiences that would be considered flirtatious in my wordâŠâ You laugh a bit before a small frown appears on your features but Kalim snaps you out if it.
âSo what you're saying is⊠it's a love confession?â His eyes are glimmering, the moon reflecting on them beautifully.
âYou got it.â
âThen the moon looks beautiful tonight.â
Jamil Viper
So in TWST the languages aren't called the same thing in our world but I couldn't figure out the language of the Scalding Sands so I made one up. Can be a psuedo-prequel to my other fic Missing Yuu. It can be read here!
âYour Arabic is so similar yet so different than my world's versionâ Jamil pauses his mumbling and hums in question. âArabic?â
âIt's a language where I'm from. It sounds very similar to yours. Like I swear it could be some sort of dialect of it.â
âScaldic, you mean?â You nod looking over at him from where you lay in his bed. âIs that what it's called? It's a pretty language.â Jamil messes with the stereo in his room, taking out an old CD and browsing for another he wanted to show you. âMaybe once you get more comfortable in this language, I can teach you a bit.â
âThat would be lovely, thanks Jamilâ As the sounds of shuffling continue from his search and you absentmindedly mess with your necklace before sitting up. âWait! I know!â
Jamil perks and turns to you, watching as you start to take off your necklace. âHere put this on, you've shown me so much music from your world, let me show you some from mine!â
You offer the necklace over, shaking it a little for encouragement. Jamil takes it gently and examines the necklace. He lifts up his hair and slips it on, feeling a warmth on his chest from where the mirror lay.
You speak, and Jamil braces against the weird feeling of the necklace warping your glitched gibberish from your throat into his native language. âCan you hear me?â The words echoed in his head a bit. He took a moment to fully process them as they reverberated in his head.
He almost replies in his native tongue, but the amulet compels him to speak another language. Your language.âYes, I can.â He replies, slurring a bit as he feels his words echo and warp. Strange⊠he knows what he's saying but he can't understand it.
âYou have an accent, well that makes senseâŠâ You chuckle a bit as he sits beside you, taking a moment to adjust to the sensation. âI never thought about how the enchantments on these worked. I assumed that it would be instant. Is this what it's like for you?â
âCrowley said it would probably be different for me cause I'm not from this world. See why I ask you to repeat things all the time? ⊠thanks for not getting too annoyed with that by the way.â
You tap away on your phone for a moment. âHere we go, I got some songs in Arabic for you, look.â Jamil watches you press play and takes in the music. It was ethereal, so different yet so similar to his worlds. Uncanny yet compelling. Then the lyrics start and he furrows his brows.
âIt really is like Scaldic.â he replies, closing his eyes. âIts like if I focus hard enough I can hear it in my own language, but I cant.â
âSee what I mean?â Jamil nods. âI think I'm picking up some words though, but there's no guarantee the meaning is the same.â
âYeah it's how I feel all the time here⊠its frustrating at times. Oddly enough there are some words that stay the same, mostly food for example. Like mahalabia or horchata for example.â
âHuh, odd how that worksâŠâ the music coursing through his body invigorates him. He can imagine all the potential ways to move to this.
âYeah. And it's the same dish tooâ well sort of. It tastes so similar yet so different. I miss my world's food, but I'm slowly forgetting the taste of it. Its just vauge memory.â Jamil peers over to the saddened expression on your face. He never even considered that part of being from another world.
â... How about we listen to your music while cooking, then? I'm sure we can make something that tastes like home.â Your face brightens. âThat sounds nice.â
Vil Schoenheit
âThank you for putting up with my accent, it must be annoying to deal with.â You sip on the tea he offered you, trying your best to abide by the manners in this world. Vil merely looked at you.
âIt's not annoying at all. Your accent is fine just the way it is.â He almost seemed disappointed by the insinuation.
âAh⊠Sorry I just saw that Epelâs usually not allowed to use his accent around you, so I assumed I shouldn't either.â Vil sighs.
âThat's different. You have already proven yourself strong and beautiful enough to be who you are. Epel on the other hand needs to learn to accept himself for who he is first before he can truly be the person he wants to be. He must prove to me he can love himself as he is. If I hated accents, I wouldn't have let Rook speak in his."
âAh I see⊠Thank you.â It wasn't everyday that you get praise from the Vil Schoenheit. âYour speech has improved, though I may point out there are some words you may need to work on. Your accent may make it sound like you are talking about something else entirely. HmmâŠâ
You hold your breath as he thinks. âI want you to grow into the best spudling you can be, so how about you take voice lessons from me?â Vil seems to smirk at your surprised expression. âFrom you..?â
Vil nods. âYes. This way you can grow more confident in your speech and vocabulary. That voice of yours is beautiful, it just needs to be tuned.â You look at your tea then to him. âI accept.â
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attractive things they do #2 !
â w. housewardens
‷ "yuutapdatass tweeted: malleus pls stop dming me to rub our feet together as a nightly custom"
cw: hinted suggestive content for malleus, vil and leona. passive reader! enjoy â¡
RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS
shushing others so you can focus.
pens and textbooks alike cluster along your designated study table, accompanied by the riddle rosehearts as his knee brushes against yours wordlessly. he's utilising this free period, toiling out and about to aid you in your, regretfully, pointless revision. finals season starts to get rigid around this time, so he's more than content to lend a hand if you're willing to put in the effort. exceptâthe students abounded at the table diagonal to yours start getting chattier than what's socially allowed in the library, so riddle calls them out without a pain. one "they're trying to focus." and their mouths are zipped. he turns back to you, unperturbed, and smiles. "shall we continue?"
SO patient with you it makes you cry.
riddle may be a bomb of ire waiting to burst at any given moment, but you believe that his patience shouldn't go uncredited. a tireless awardee, a distinguished laureate, going sleepy in your eyes, although he's wrestling to win over the urge just so you can get the hand of the concept he's cramming into your head last-minute. the scent of white petunias could really alleviate his fatigue, and you make a promise to bring over a few of those in favour for his devoutness to your study sessions. for the time being, he'll make sure you pass, for him, and for yourself.
vows that he'll outdo your stupid ex in every way.
whatever your ex did wrong, riddle will do better. that's just in his nature. he swears with each and every fibre of his body, nuzzling his head in the dip of your shoulder, that he'll love you in ways that your morose ex never bothered to think about. a muttered pledge that couldn't compare to the pious burn that lit in his eyes, like a withstanding candle refusing to go out. his confessions are firm, where he'll be the betterment that you wished for on an astral night, so please, don't put him in your doubt.
LEONA KINGSCHOLAR
pressing you against the nearest wall he spots to kiss you.
there are numerous attributes to this man that renders you hopelessly drunk in love. one of them is his maddening habit of pressing you flushed against the nearest surface in his sight, and the most poorly lit areas when you're in stranded in a public space to guise the both of you. he executes this with the softest hint of care, ensuring that the landing wasn't too harsh, and advancing when given the green light. wispy strands of hair stroke your skin like a feather, as fine lips come crashing down to yours in a heartbeat, in paradise. he gives you a sheer once-over, bringing up the following statement: "grab onto my vest if you need to."
breathes the confidence into you.
downgrading oneself may be in his dictionary, but it won't appear in yours. he'll clasp any opportunity to brandish his infamous eye-roll to those whose comments about you stray a bit too loud. you may be a bit thrown off by the audacity and aimlessly think about the ways of which you could live up to hisâyour standards. you take a bit to reorient yourself when you hear your name being called out, sluggish hands circling your waist, as you're unable to finish your thought about how beautiful he is until he asks whether you're actually sparing a single thought for those nobodies. he casually states that you're leagues better than them, whether you think so or not, and won't mind giving you a physical demonstration if you can't bring yourself to accept it yet, because he knows it.
just knows what you want without you having to tell him.
eyeing an accoutrement that could accent your main outfit? longing for a new stand-alone book after the last one you buried yourself in was a letdown? leona has the prices covered. despite your incessant denial, that you don't actually need those, he tells you that a little spending wouldn't hurt. he doesn't need verbal expression to know what'll satisfy you, the flit of your gaze is the only opening he requires. you're embarrassed by how easily you're read, but the hearty smile that blooms on your face will be all the excuses leona needs to keep spoiling you.
AZUL ASHENGROTTO
drapes his coat over your legs if you're cold.
sometimes, you swear that he has the whole "affection capability" of a wooden plank. his actions aren't entirely faultless, nor was there not a single second of err in the delivery of his speeches, but he does haul around that handy coat solely for moments like these. perched wordlessly on top of mostro lounge's signature high stools, azul rebukes your rash behaviour after spurting out in the rain without an umbrella, clothes weatherworn and allânot to mention the lounge's benevolent addition of its AC. the chills rack your body from head to toe, not noticing that a fuzzy warmth starts to blanket your legs, as azul pats it down creaseless. he says that you can pay him in return at a later date, your declining health is his utmost priority at the moment.
sets you straight when you need it.
his prized coin collection seems to blur boorishly, bleeding into the soft jazz playing in the back. the thirsting need to word-vomit all over the place, thanks to the hours of ennui you've been experiencing ever since you've trudged yourself back to azul's room, threatens to tip over the edge. he notes your irresolute responses to his (nearly) bombarding questions while he's planted over at his desk, and takes the initiative to make you open up to him. he wants you to look at him, commit his words to memory, as he caresses your shoulder under the twinkling lavender glow of his night lamp with a sure look in his eyes, guaranteeing that you're going to do fine.
has a secret album dedicated to pictures of you in his gallery.
azul tries to get accustomed to the revolutionising tricks of technology just for you. fine, if he has to pass through every single hyperlink and learn unfamiliar terms, that's on him. other than owning a booming magicam account promoting #mostrolounge, he saves a single, peculiar file in his gallery that hoards all the pictures he's taken of you when you're together, on a date or not. he can't tell if your lovely visage is the sole cause to the rapid change of pace in his heart when he's dealing with a mounting workload, but if you ever drag yourself down after taking a quick glance at them, he'll bring you right back up.
KALIM-AL-ASIM
clears the hair out of your face when its windy.
you may be a tad bit hesitant to ride the magic carpet every once in a while, but kalim's sparkling serendipity puts your heart at ease. he takes you for a midnight rendezvous, golden embroidery flashing and sheening at every twist and turn you direct with the tassels with aplombâas he compliments. his headpieces jangle merrily like a thousand bells in the breeze, up until he notices your sight being blocked by the troublesome hair whirling all over the place. chuckle as he may, he shifts it to the side of your face with a deft hand, tracing the last strands down to your chin. "there. seeing better now?"
interlaces your hand with his in your sleep. (the physical touch GOAT)
wrinkled bedsheets rustle under the weight of your movements, coarse, and even a bit sullen as the morning ooze of sunlight drenches through your curtains, as if it prohibits you to sleep in the entire day. kalim's newfound ailment forces the two of you to be separated indefinitely, so colour yourself surprised when you feel the taut clutch of your hand in another, holding onto the remaining pieces of you that he needily ached for all night. sun-kissed fingers wove between yours like silken ribbons, his eyes pleading for you to stay, as a minuteâa moment without you in his worldâwould be infallible torture.
purchases a piece of the moon for you.
you know those moneyed, wealthy fans who purchase a piece of the moon for their favourite idol? kalim gets influenced, and is driven by his conviction that you deserve something more extravagant than rowdy parades or a hallowed mansion (regardless of how many he wishes to buy). he takes it upon himself to surf across Lunar Registry, registering your full name and gifting its stated amount for approximately...5000 sq ft of land of the celestial body that hung high in the sky, radiating its extraterrestrial luminance on your nights of sobriety. you chide him for such an impulsive act in return, but soften up when he states, upright, that he would gift you all the stars in space if he could.
VIL SCHOENHEIT
brings you to touch him himself.
no use if you're cowardly in the bold language of physical touch, vil will simply make you oblige into feeling him, whether its physically or through minds. oftentimes you find yourself hastily straddled on his lap, him decked in his satin-sewn pajamas, as you prod and poke his hands nervously while scrutinizing every area of skin that screamed of his unyielding years of care. there's a teasing lilt that lurks behind his voice, questioning if you're seriously taking your time trying to figure him out where you're aware that he's less than patient. he seizes your hand in his grip, and leads them to his chestâshamelessly. if he needs to remind you of who you're with every day, he'll be more than committed to reel you closer to his body.
demands full eye contact.
tsking and huffing is, an unsurprisingly normal habit for him to adapt. and this includes moments of when you're shying away from him, heaving under your tense breath about how unfairly attractive he is. slick in his latest outfit tailored specifically according to his calibrated measurements. high stilettos bests your height, and he almost seems disappointed in the lack of praise he's receiving (although he knows exactly why). you feel a manicured finger tilt your chin upwards, as your teetering praises come to an abrupt halt. he smiles, demanding you to look him in the eyes throughout every second you're worshipping him.
tells you to ready yourself before he showers you in his love.
vil wants you to experience each and every slide of his nails against your feverish skin, whispering pure promises and cherishing you, affirming that you're worth much more to him than a million grand. if you ever throw yourself below the bar lower than necessary, he waves your deplorable behaviour away, and asks if you truly believe that you're tumbling down that route of thinking when you're with him. vying arms enclose your figure like a velvet blanket, surrendering your chapped lips a centimetre away from his, as his refined scent tickles your nose until he advises you to prepare yourself to revel in his untiring devotion. all your worthwhile priorities were put on hold until further notice.
IDIA SHROUD
leaning back in his chair after finishing a game.
you arose from your sleep, previously dozing off while perusing written tales of the past propped up on idia's bed. the culprit of your awakening is off cheering in the same vicinity after speed running a round and emerging victorious, unmanned, of the latest version of a first-person shooter game he recently installed on his computer. he starts to recline in his chair as it creaks off his weight, arms slackened behind his head and his sweater gliding off of his stomach, exposing the barest bit of delicate skin that indulges you to run your hands across. he emits the heaviest of sighs while he runs a sore hand through his hair, as the disorientation of your mind starts to scatter all over the place.
"i thought it'd cost more."
Idia Shroud will not have you get scammed by lowly, needling scammers surfacing online websites like newborn piranhas. his head begins to split when you spout about the official item being too pricey and that you won't be able to milk a single penny out of your derelict dorm, so he insists that he pays for the item for you himself. you send him a link of the mentioned item, and he felt like he was dragging himself through wet cement throughout the whole mire. he remains indifferent to the price overall, and goes "oh? i thought it'd cost more." with a brazen smirk etched on his face that it almost gave you a whiplash.
discreetly orders things to your front door.
quivering lips settle atop of your shoulder for the last time before he sends you back from his room after the intimate amour that had you two wondrously occupied for the entire day. you pilfer a single gummy worm from his desk, and cloak yourself further into his jacket that intoxicates every one of your senses as you streel into the night air that reeked of petrichor. your steps begin to feel like bricks, whilst your eyes were betraying your wish to stay alert. as you approach the front door welcoming you to your dorm, you gauge the sight of a small box placed on the carpet with a small note plastered on it that follows the lines of "for you, pretty thing."
MALLEUS DRACONIA
cushioning your head with his hand.
bony fingers sail through the pleasance of your hair, twirling each and every tendril that it meets and bringing them to his defined, pillowy lips. amusement cracks through the ominosity that sits in his eyes, shielded by his bangs as he beams a smile your way before grasping your shoulders in a split second. he pushes you down onto the mattress with a thud, cushioning your head with a single hand, and tells you to save your yelps and complaints before he endows you with the ability to sing for him all night. he reassures you that he does in fact, know how to secure the deadbolt on the door.
doesn't bother with any potential contenders whatsoever.
malleus but it's "okay, and?" personified. yes, he's heard of the towering sovereign in the neighbouring country who was recently appointed. yes, he's heard of the lucrative salesman nearby situated in town whose attention you captured after visiting his booth. yes, he's heard of Leona Kingscholar. but he could not give Two (2) flying tamagotchis about whoever has been swaying your way, tossing cheap and low-grade courtship in an attempt to earn your affection. he notes that he does have some cheesy pick-up lines of his own to use, but unlike the others, he knows you inside and out. he has no use for the mainstream ways of love and is eager to please you to his own liking, further revealing the unparalleled reverence he maintains for you and only you.
brushes his fingers over your collarbone.
once you step across the threshold of his bathroom, adorned in his nightwear, malleus can't help but dim the lights with the flick of his finger after catching the sight of your collarbone that peaks out from underneath. he's in front of you the moment you blink, and hums in response to your addled self. he brings his ice-tipped fingers to your neck, padding it with caution, and sliding them down to the V-shaped collar that hides the rest of your warmth. stark fingers ghost over the structure of your collarbone, and malleus asks whether you think the gibbous moon will be kind enough as to not set so early.
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"You were a wonderful experience."
Trey, DEUCE, Jack, Jade, Floyd, KALIM, Rook, Epel, LILIA, Silver
"You were....everything."
Riddle, CATER, Ace, LEONA, Ruggie, AZUL, Jamil, Vil, IDIA, MALLEUS, Sebek
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How would they sleep with you?
Summary: How would the TWST boys sleep in the same bed as you?
Characters: All NRC students (-Ortho)
Warnings: None (?)
A/N: I'm suffering from TWST brain rot.
Riddle Rosehearts:
It depends on the day. Most days heâll just fall asleep next to you, other days heâll fall asleep in your arms. Sometimes he just wants to be held and what else is he supposed to do when you feel so warm? He canât stop the way his eyes start to close or the way he starts to lose consciousness. He likes when he wakes up in your arms too. It makes him feel safe and secure. Maybe he should ask to be held more often.
Trey Clover:
Normally heâll just fall asleep next to you. Really close though. Your shoulders will be touching but he wonât have an arm around you or anything. Of course, if you want him to hold you, heâs willing to. And if you want to hold him, he doesnât mind. Just ask and heâll do it.
Cater Diamond:
Heâs a cuddly sleeper. Most days he wants you to hold him while he sleeps. Something about being in your arms just makes him feel safe. He especially loves that heâs surrounded by you. Sometimes he does like to hold you, especially when your head is resting on his chest. Not only does it feel nice to have you against his chest, but itâs nice to feel trusted by you.
Ace Trappola:
He wants you to sleep on him. Your head on his chest and the rest of your body between his legs. Heâll have his arms wrapped around your back and when heâs having trouble sleeping heâll trace shapes into your back. And right before he goes to sleep, heâll plant a little kiss on the top of your head.
Deuce Spade:
However you want. You want to be held, heâs holding you. You want to hold him, heâs snuggling into your arms. You just want to sleep next to him, heâll face you so that youâre the last thing he sees before going to sleep. He really doesnât care. However, his favorite is when he gets to hold you. It feels nice to fall asleep with you in his arms. He always asks if he can hold you, and if you say no, heâs fine with that. Heâs not going to overstep your boundaries.
Leona Kingscholar:
He holds you or sleeps on top of you. His main goal is to keep you in bed with him and both of those are very effective. His favorite out of those two is sleeping on you. He gets to keep you there and sleep on his favorite pillow, itâs a win-win. Lets just hope the professors are willing to overlook your tardiness.
Ruggie Bucchi:
In your arms. He loves the feeling of being held. And I mean LOVES. Heâs not used to being held. It's a nice sensation. He feels safe and loved and he couldnât ask for a better feeling. Occasionally, he does like holding you, but thatâs usually just when youâre feeling down.
Jack Howl:
He prefers to just sleep next to you. He does want to be touching you but heâs not a cuddler. Heâll hold your hand or have his arm wrapped around yours but he doesnât cuddle. When he does cuddle, he wants to hold you. Holding you makes him feel better. But if you want to hold him and pet his ears, he wonât complain.
Azul Ashengrotto:
Heâs a cuddly sleeper but he doesnât want to admit it. When he goes to sleep heâs laying next to you, but when he wakes up heâs holding you super tightly. Itâs like heâs scared to let go of you. No matter how many times it happens, he refuses to admit that heâs a cuddler (at least to other people).
Jade Leech:
Prefers to just sleep next to you. If you want to cuddle, then go ahead and hold him, but he wonât hold you back. Heâd actually be amused if you hold onto him. Your arms wrap around him and he has to keep himself from chuckling. He didnât think heâd like being held, but thereâs just something about being in your arms. Maybe heâll sleep in a little, just to stay in this moment.
Floyd Leech:
Do I even need to say it? Floydâs a cuddler. He squeezes you. He doesnât let up once. You can tell when he starts to fall asleep because his grip on you slightly loosens. When he wakes up and notices youâre in his arms, heâll squeeze you until you wake up.
Kalim Al-Asim:
Cuddly sleeper. Heâs holding onto you like his life depends on it. He mainly likes when you hold him. He loves to just lay his head on your chest and fall asleep in your arms. If he wakes up and heâs no longer in your arms, heâll wrap his arms around you instead. He needs to be cuddling with you in one way or another.
Jamil Viper:
Heâs a big cuddler. He loves when you hold him. And if you run your hands through his hair? He is melting. Heâs so stressed all the time and he has to do so much work all day. Getting to fall asleep in your arms is the highlight of his day. Itâs like all his worries fade away the moment heâs in your arms. If you find that heâs sleeping in today, just let him. He needs it.
Vil Schoenheit:
Cuddling improves sleep, so Vil is a cuddler. He wouldnât be spread out all over you, but he would hold you in his arms. His favorite cuddling position is spooning. He likes to hold you against him. His sleep has always been good, but has improved since getting with you. Good job, you single-handedly helped THE Vil Schoenheit get better sleep.
Rook Hunt:
He doesnât care. As long as he can sleep in the same room as you, he doesnât care. He will sleep however you want. Youâre beautiful no matter how you want to sleep. What sleeping position does he prefer? Whichever one you prefer.
Epel Felmier:
He likes to cuddle, but he never admits it. He thinks cuddling is a girly thing. He wants to hold you in his arms. He does move a lot in his sleep and has kicked you a few times. And fell off the bed. When somebody asks if you guys cuddle, heâll deny and just say that he holds you. It sounds manlier to him.
Idia Shroud:
He likes to cuddle, but he doesnât like to say it. Heâs too embarrassed to bring it up. He will NOT initiate under any circumstances. You have to initiate. You have to ask for cuddles. Otherwise, heâll just lay beside you. Heâll sleep on his back and just stare at the ceiling. Heâs too tense to sleep when youâre next to him.
Malleus Draconia:
He likes to cuddle. Youâre not afraid of him and he likes to have that reinforced by cuddling with you. Especially if you let him hold you. You feel safe in his arms, not afraid. Heâs so happy. Heâll be smiling in his sleep just because heâs holding you. He does enjoy being held too, but mainly prefers to hold you.
Lilia Vanrouge:
To no oneâs surprise, Lilia is a cuddler. Heâll just force himself into your arms. Heâs nuzzling into you with a little smile on his face. He would also do this when youâre asleep. Heâll wait until heâs certain youâre asleep and crawl into your arms so youâll be pleasantly surprised when you wake up.
Silver Vanrouge:
He likes holding you. He falls asleep before he can fully put his arms around you, but he loves holding you. If he wakes up to find that you crawled into his arms, heâll be super happy. (You might not be able to tell, but itâs true). He has occasionally fallen asleep in your lap. It might not be his favorite position to fall asleep in, but itâs his favorite to wake up in.
Sebek Zigvolt:
Next to you. He canât hold you or be held by you, because then he might be slower to react if something broke in. He canât go through the extra effort to release his hold on you or climb out of your arms. The most heâll do is hold your hand. Itâs either holding hands or nothing.
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he's a ten but he...
premise. sometimes certain bad habits of theirs make their overall rating just a tad bit lowerâbesides the fact that they keep doing it.
characters. dorm leaders
content. gender neutral reader
malleus (doesn't have a sense of space)
"look beastie, that flower is a native of ours,"
"I agree mal, but I didn't think you taking up the entirety of my seat will make me see it better,"
he blinks, then shrugs.
like i said, has NO sense of space.
if an average person would make an excuse to constantly be in physical contact with who they admire, then malleus is the complete opposite. well, not entirely but he doesn't even bother to construct an explanation as to why he's literally sat over your seat when you coincidentally get put in a table together.
if you start questioning him about it the most you'll get in a very outright 'because he wanted to.' it's not even one of those sarcastic replies he's 100% serious!
cause he believes there's no use in lying about things to be honest.. to further emphasize that, if he ever acts like he does hold fondness for you that surpasses the platonic meter but doesn't mention it he probably hasn't realized yet.
if he did he'd already walk over and bluntly tell you about it.
(I wish I could be that unbothered.)
lilia thinks it's the cutest thing though. you swear you see flashes of light for a split second from the ceiling but when you look up there's only a suspicious swinging chandelier.
^ totally has his own album full of pictures.
if malleus ever discovers it he won't even be disturbed, probably would ask for a copy ð¯
since human lives, and their bodies are so fragile he'd taken it upon himself to protect you from harm. even if it means trailing behind you everywhere way too close for comfort, or standing a bees wing away.
while he is respectful most of the time, he's encouraged if you don't comment. if anything, he seems pleased you dont seem to be bothered! (and it'll get harder to tell him to stop when he's so happy the more you let it happen..)
"child of man, have you slept?"
*starts leaning his body forward, to squint at your eyes.* practically right in front of your face.
"WTF."
not even a warning or anything! but atleast he's concerned?
idia (won't even show up for anything and insists a 'virtual' date is better.')
user: where tf r u??
ghoul666: WDYM? at the dorm?
user: IVE BEEN WAITING HERE FOR 20 MINUTES
unintentionally stood you up ð
you literally have to tell him that you're waiting for him to arrive at the specified area you discussed where your date would take place but would end up vastly irritated when he questions if you guys even did.
ghoul666: we do??
user: I'm taking my minecraft bed away from urs.
ghoul666: NO PLS
ghoul666: HELLO????
next time you log in minecraft it's probably because he begged you to play, you WILL end up seeing some kind of structure that probably took days to make. that's not even the entire thing cause the inside is entirely decorated to your taste.
in short: he constructed some kind of venue for a wedding.. even changed his skin to wear a tuxedo ð
though he has sparked your pettiness, hence the ignoring him period. even you have got to admit that it's freaking adorable...
big sign, emphasis on please: Im sorry pls put ur minecraft bed back I can't sleep w/o u and I have to wait entire days for it to turn into morning :(
with what he's built you're sure it's 65% true.
if you do end up forgiving him, few weeks later attempting to schedule another date will only end up in naught.
ghoul666: can we not go there
user: ð
user: you are testing my patience love
ghoul666: ð (he is screeching about the term of endearment part btw KABSJAJSAJA ortho would enter his room very concerned.)
ghoul666: how abt
ghoul666: mimic together? call
user: sighs
user: I'm only agreeing cause I want to spend time with you
queue more screeching from his end that you're completely oblivious to.
the only screeching you're gonna hear though is when you guys do get into call as you play, and it's mainly out of terror when his soul gets sent to the void ascending when the entity pops out of a corner and starts chasing him.
"I GOT THIS. ILL CARRY U THIS IS FINE" *screams again* but really wants to impress you so he pushes through.
unsurprisingly does carry you.
asks to match avatars right after (idia love languange)
vil (frets over you way too much.)
"vil, did you see the chocolate in the freezer?"
"oh, that? I noticed that you've already gone through the ideal number of bars this week so I took it upon myself to make sure you don't go sick on me,"
"I love you but please give it backâ"
"I love you too, and no."
disclaimer: he does this for your own good ð (average mom excuse.)
looks out for you more than he does for his own dorm residents. everyone is wondering where he ran off to after class, especially since he's the one that scheduled the pomefiore meeting every fridays!
and to think he was the one getting irritated over the more newer first years for being late..
*shows up literally half an hour in*
why you ask? you simply shouldn't have texted him about abandoning your daily walk together through the gardens in favor of catching sleep since you called in sick (you're suspicious if crewel really did go in to check for proof, and not concern.)
vil's really feeling the absolute regret of not checking his phone during classes.. well, he only saw the message which was coincidentally sent like somehow ONE minute after the lecture started and he's only seeing it 59 minutes later.
oh you poor thing!! though the lunch break is short, he has about 5 minutes for a trip to the mirror chamber..
you'd think the 'seen' icon below your message was a weird omen for something you're not sure but it must be doom cause vil is right at the front porch of your crappy dorm. at his own expense?! looking more disheveled than you've seen him before.
if a few stray hairs was disheveled at all. more importantly, he still looked drop dead gorgeous!
you probably looked quite terrible with the blanket draped around your shoulders looking like you just crawled out of your grave, because he looked absolutely mortified at your state.
"oh great sevens.." he looked like he was faint, huffing and fanning himself with his hand. "look at you, why didn't you tell me sooner, darling?"
you blink, swallowing to make your throat less dry but your voice still comes out raspy. "I did, like an hour agoâ" without your invitation whatsoever, he steps in. promptly shutting the door behind him (which surprisingly still stands sturdy.)
vil takes a hold of your shoulders before reaching his hands upwards to tilt your face around. "you should have sent earlier," he says. you keep in the comment that you were sleeping during it, and you told him about it during second period so.. "your face is so pale."
you sigh.
"yeah, I just saw. I know, I look hideous right now."
vil frowns at you, stopping to angle your face at him. "don't ever say that. I always find you beautiful even if you are.." he glances at you from face to toe, then back up. "sickly."
"... I feel offended."
"hmph, shush now. let me draw you a bath then I know something that will boost your system."
after much coaxing in his end, you reluctantly take a warm bath in the hopefully hygienic bathroom. true to his word, vil did... concoct something. though it looked pretty the random steam that flew from it was really suspicious.
the residents don't dare to question, except rook of course. who already knew what transpired! :)
epel: ð (atleast vil wasn't around.)
"roi du poison~ tell me, tell me! is the trickster well? have you cured them with your love?"
"rook, you have 5 seconds to get out of my face."
rook giggles away.
kalim (thinks money will buy anything, including your forgiveness.)
"here!" there's a suspiciously bright smile on his face as he hands you.. some keys?
you deadpan, jingling it in your hands. it weighs heavy than the average, probably because of the fact that it's literally made of gold. "... kalim what is this?" you emit a sigh, from suspicion and concern.
"a gift!"
"wait why does it say lot 111--"
as you can already, that was an actual, literal house. which you imagine would probably be a lots more grand, and new compared to your old baby ramshackle.
but you do love it despite it's love for falling apart at the most inconvenient of times..
fighting with kalim was rare but it was hard to even argue with him because the notion of disagreements are so bizarre to him that he unintentionally doesn't treat you seriously with your concerns, accidentally downplaying them aaaand now you're upset.
after the ranting to jamil about how you must be busy with a lot, since you haven't even talked to him in the past 2 days. all it took was a side glance to his friend in denial and jamil immediately knew.
"what do you mean they're mad!? D:"
"just.. go apologize, I don't want to get caught up in this."
if his definition of an apology is buying you an entire house...
( ^ it is btw.)
kalim really doesn't mean any harm. he just really wants to sate whatever anger you held for him <- maybe he's overthinking it but it's kalim so he's 99% sure it's his fault! even though it hasn't even been confirmed from your end he'd probably accept it whole heartedly.
he wanted you to talk to him again so badly that he wouldnât mind showering you with houses... since your living situation doesn't live up to your kindness (sorry ramshackle love u xx)
you know what. he wouldn't even notice he's the reason you're upset at first even though he's been asking around on who put you in that mood. despite himself being the perpetrator but he didn't really know that did he?
the only reason he does is because he assumed you were just because you avoided him like some sort of.. cockroach! (he dislikes those.) and he couldn't take it anymore.
was probably 1 sec away from barging into your dorm which wouldn't take a lot of effort since one ram to the door would probably break it.
bless jamil for jailing all the carpets so kalim doesn't find them.
even if said carpets fling him off when he's riding them.
"kalim, why would you buy a literal house... and you also got a rare address paid--"
"for them! ;D"
"... you do know they'd be more offended by the fact that you'd try to replace that.., ahem. dorm, right?"
"oh... should I buy them a vehicle then?"
you only promise to forgive him once he takes back the keys, and the house entirely...
(grim begged you to keep it, 'house for him apparently.')
azul (keeps trying to offer you discounts thinking it's a good excuse to have you over.)
"I assure you. you'll find no deal better than this."
"I'm not even that hungry for sea food, actually I'm craving some--"
"you're in luck then! ahem, it's 26% off due to a special event for today."
pro tip: keep insisting to eat at other places cause he's gonna keep increasing the discount by 2% until you eventually relent. once, you made him go to the point of 75% off, it's almost hilarious if not for the fact it only worked once.
now he won't go last 50!
ahem. if you look closely you can almost spot tiny cracks accumulating with each denial you respond with, and each increase of his discount. he's grown to be wary about the bullshit 'lucky' promos you just happen to stumble on.
last time you did he practically lost a week's worth of the presumed income he's predicted cause you actually went around and told your first year friends about it... who.. in turn told some, other friends of theirs about it and you could guess.
love must hurt.. and unfortunately it's his wallet wailing.
but azul is not so easily swayed by this! for you have swayed him first! *wink wonk*
but azul has another trick up his sleeve... keeping on roping jade and floyd into it; whom are far too enthusiastic cause finallyâ something fun to do! someone to bother! not only have you got the most stubborn octopus having frequent suspicious 'deals' but here are his equally suspicious lackeys.
who keeps.. talking about fried octopus..
yeah, you're not sure if preaching about azulâs species is the job they were assigned.
they're fairly easy to point in the right direction anyways. the tweels have always associated you with the word 'fun' so just a little, friendly suggestion from and they were off to their merry way. mortifying every single person you come across with their sudden attachment.
one of their tricks? following you around. and just somehow, every single place you enter is just mysteriously full even though you peered inside and there was like 7 tables empty. what are they hosting? ghosts? spirits?
...
they do look like they've seen some though..
jade rn: "a shame indeed, you must be hungry. why don't we escort you back to monstro lounge?" :)
long story short you can't even reply cause the sleek eel is already guiding you around by the use of his hands on your shoulders. just to make sure you don't stray away from the destination, he says.
"didn't you say that yesterday's promo was like, a one day thing?" you quirk a brow, and you almost fool yourself into thinking he flinched.
azul clears his throat. "wellâtoday is.. the month before you've graced octavinelle with your assistanceâ"
he praises himself for his quick thinking.
COME ON! it doesn't matter if you're sick of eating stir fried shrimp, or the butter one, or every single dish they serve that includes shrimp! (also do not mention that you ate somewhere else before you just decide to visit his dorm because that establishment just mysteriously got filed a non-legal business report.)
then you've got floyd chasing you around with a fork. which is more terrifying because he's holding it in a notion that would seem like he'd just stab down at you when he catches up with your little goose chase.
it's just.. you're not sure if your stomach could take another bite of the poor food he stabbed into, and is now chasing you around with.
you screech. "JADE PLEASE."
the man shrugs. "it's a free taste."
"AZUL."
"... only on a condition of course."
frankly. it took all the balls he had to actually sputter out the most simplest sentence ever, cause during the time he rehearsed that in front of his mirror it just plagued him with embarrassment but he's getting desperate.
'I'd like to take you out to dinner, somewhere else of course.'
actually, maybe obliterating any possible craving for the food of his lounge just might've been part of his plans to ask you out..?
leona (prevents you from actually being productive via dragging you down to 'nap' every. single. time.)
"I will literally fail if you don't let go of me right now."
"hmph. so what? it's not like failing a grade killed anyone."
"leona just because you've lived through a lot of fails doesn't mean I have to, we're not all rich enough to not finish school."
to which he'd retaliate that all you'd need is to marry him and you'd be set for life.
there is no winning an argument with leona when it comes to his naps. if he states that you're to be next to him as he sleeps, its final. no buts, no retaliations, cause apparently they're all invalid according to him even if you drag him to court.
rhetorically of course, that if its a comical court scene his only statements are; 'well you're wrong', 'who cares', and 'i dont care'. one way or another he's still gonna win you over and now you're fit snugly in his arms, lamenting.
and if crowley chastises you for not doing the errands (via leona's common interference.) the only thing you need to honestly do is to complain to leona about it and suddenly crowley has the kindness to forgive you for your 'laziness' then says something about enjoying your time together?
leona's work no doubt.
you suppose he does has its perks. even if most of it isn't exactly ideal.
if you're being smart then you should give him an ultimatum or something, or bribe him. but... that really has no guarantee to work either cause you're ending up defeated, or just defeated and flustered since he's somehow unconsciously flirty.
at the end of the day you can't really hate him cause the following day you find out he sent an already sleep deprived ruggie to do your work. 'so you can shut your fussing up and let me enjoy you.' he says, and you quote.
it goes something like;
"if i finish my work i'll stick by you all day."
a stready flow of confidence keeps your voice firm as you glower down at the blank-faced leona sat on the grass. he merely tilts his head, raising a brow at you and seemingly pondering from the way his eyes fly to the sky.
you'd think that maybe your plan actually worked but he merely grunts and flops backwards, holding the back of his head with his palms as he laid. and! he ignores you.
...this little greedy man... "why should i care whether or not you finish your work?" he huffs, like the evil, arrogant spawn he is but you can't really defend yourself cause said evil spawn bewitched you so much that you actually still like him.
"because you care about me?"
"...fine," he scowls, releasing a breath you'd mistake for irritation. "then, do you really think i need you to finish your work when i can just keep you right here?"
you sulk. "i'll do anything you want?"
he deadpans as if you said something stupid. "i don't need you to anything else but sit still and be pretty."
...
...
see what i mean about him eventually winning you over? yeah.
next morning there's a rebellion in savanaclaw about overworked residents and ruggie is the head of them.
"he said that he doesn't need you today." <- ruggie, steering you away.
"really?" <- you, confused
riddle (overthinks TOO HARD.)
âI'm just a little busy.â
âI understand,â riddle says.
âI'm just a little busy.â he understands.
âa little busy.â its just⊠a small thoughtâŠ
âI'm just busy.â his mind is a hazard at this point.Â
for someone as supposedly maintained as riddleâyou'd think his mind is as composed as it is organized. like the pens you'd perfectly align in correlation to order of colors, or the neat pile of clothing folded neatly, tucked in some corner in your closet that is farther in since it's used less.
that's just how he is, or at least seems to be. a bundle of organized thoughts, every thought connected to another. a mind too clean to be going on haywire (when he isn't in a particular mood, that is.)
you're just busy. he thinks. you said it yourself, with that agonizingly nice smile that must be sprinkled with some kind of spell from the way it just eradicated all the protests in his throat upon sight. he isn't one to question it, he wants to help but not if you don't ask.
he can only stare with resigned acceptance at your insomnia induced eyes.
but when the curtain of darkness befalls night raven college, even in the comfort of heartslabyul is he still thinking about that thoughtâand he canât help but wonder; why exactly are you busy? its not that heâs suddenly hyper aware of your lack of presence since youâve been attached to the hip the previous week and now youâre just.
âŠbusyâŠ
riddle likes to think of himself as a level-headed, private person. like the boy he raised himself to be and therefore proud of. but its way past 10AM. which is usually the time he sleeps, and let me tell you that heâs never once broke the cycle for years. yet here he is, a frown of frustration present on his face as he wills his mind to sleep.
somehow closing his eyes felt forced, he immediately snapped them open once his mind decides to conjure an image of you even in the darkness his lids offers.
âTHIS IS ABSURD.â
and the yell promptly woke up the entire dorm from the ferocity of his scream. (and of course gave them the flashback of their year.)
that night was one of the worst heâs ever had because he woke up with red rimmed eyes and a pounding headache that ensured his bad mood the rest of the day.
everyone noted to steer clear.
and he unknowingly steered clear of yours since you were âbusy.â
âwhy are you sulking?â a voice queried, spoken as though they were eating something as they asked. a reprimand rises in his throat, but it all just dies down once his sharp eyes settle on you, slipping into the seat in front of him then raising a brow and the traces of irritation practically evaporates from his eyes.
he feels the need to coughâso he does. âiâmâ iâm not.â he clears his throat, avoiding your eyes but still sneaking in glances, something he notes is that youâre still looking everytime he does. (and boring an unimpressed face because he knows you donât believe him at all.)
guilt rises in his mind, because he feels a slither of annoyance and its the presence of pettiness that bothers him. riddle knows youâre not at fault, just his mind at convincing that you just somehow decided in the span of a day that you might not like him anymoreâso he canât help the bite.Â
âwhy are you here?â a glance not intended to look mean.
âi thought you were busy.â he adds.
your brows raise, he spots your teeth holding your lips back from showing your grin and he feels warm. âwhat?â he hisses defensively, despite you not even having replied to him yet.
he leans backwards, straightening up in his seat when your chin leans forward, resting on your intertwined fingers. you flash him a smile.Â
âmr. rosehearts, are you perhaps⊠sulking because iâm busy?â
âno!â
silence.
âno.â he repeats, weaker.
âwell,â you continue, beaming. âi heard from ace that you were awake the entire night, and that you kept him awake too. are you alright?âÂ
he sputters. âit wasnât because of you!â
you snort. âi didnât even say anything about me.â
so you incline to following riddle around, poking fun at him and still trailing after the seemingly enraged red head because despite his angry protests, demanding you to go away because youâre annoying he keeps glancing back to see if youâll follow,
so cuteâŠâŠ.
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The Tattoo (part two)
After scarabias overblot, and seeing what ace and Deuce were willikg to do for you, you were so touched that you decided ro get them tattooed on your body as a small heart and a spade. After that chaos ensues-
If you wanna read the whole prolouge, then it's here
Floyd feels a lot. He feels betrayed and enraged over the tattoo, feeling the urge to fight those two damn guppies you call friends. How dare you betray your mate like this, you were meant to be! Atleast he will show you that he will fight for his mate, if that's good or bad that's for you to decide...
He hates the tattoo, yet as much as he hates it he can't really put the anger onto you. It's that damn mackerel and crabs fault! They must have forced you into it! Don't worry, like the good mate he is he will mark over their dumb marks, showing who's boss. He hates hurting you but he needs to do what has to be done to show that you're his...
Jade is... off. As soon as he hears about the tattoo his composure just, shatters. He cant understand why you would play him like this, you're quite cruel aren't you? Playing him like this, making him lose his composure... you want him to kill to show how much he cares? Because he will- in fact, he will use any dirty tricks in the book to make sure he wins, magic or not..
If magic won't work, he will result to desperately trying to insert himself into your life more than he already has. You'll have a personal butler at this point, one begging for your attention and affection,, to think all this started because of a harmless tattoo...
Azul is about to throw up. The world is spinning, he feels like he is about to throw up. This can't be happening, right?? You, you really hate him don't you? Why else would you get those two troublemakers a tattoo but not him...
The desperation gets worse, the longer he thinks about it. He cant stop crying, having to lock himself in the vip lounge so nobody sees how this issue has reduced him to a sobbing little crybaby. The desperation turns somewhat into determination, the urge to write up the best contract ever to make you happy, maybe throw in a little condition where you need to get a matching tattoo with him..
Jamil is about to have another overblot. He, he is the reason? His overblot? He can't, he cant take it. Being the main reason for the tattoo makes him lose his mind. He avoids you for a week, nor being able to look at you without losing his composure and crying on the spot.
Desperation grows, turing ugly. He cant control himself, searching you out after a week of not seeing you. He begs for forgiveness, for you to not hate him, please, he begs you... He needs you, he needs you in his life, he needs you to love and cherish him, to be your number one.
Kalim feels off. This is one of the few times where he doesn't get what he wants. It's an unknown feeling, a hated feeling. He could be fine with anything else, bur a tattoo of your friends? Isn't he your friend too?? Is it because of the overblot that happened at his dorm? He will get you anything if it means that you'll forgive him! Please, he is begging you..
The jealousy grows, turning into an ugly mess. He cant help but hate on the Adeuce duo, hating them for taking you from him. He tries to endlessly gift you anything you look at for more than a second, trying to get you to spend countless hours at scarabia with several parties a week that always end in a romantic carpet ride. He tries really hard, okay? Just let him show you he is the best choise...
Epel is enraged, how dare you? The emotions get too intense, and he storms off. He cant believe you, picking favourites in your group? They may have been there before you but he loves you way more than they could ever love you!
He is in constant state of dissaray the first day, his anger rising the more he thinks about it. The anger stops being directed towards you and instead those two dumbasses, Ace and Deuce. He cant stand their asses! Going straight to battle living shit out of them.
Only, that isn't how it goes for him. He gets his ass kicked with everyone he tries to fight, getting so beat up he can barely stand up straight. Oh well, he can atleast leech off of you to nurse him back to health. You have to, please, he is begging for some alone time with you...
Also please someone help him with getting a new blazer, his old one is currently torn to shreds. The fights he got into wasn't really that good for him, since he is trying to fight people twice his size. Only for you, he would only go so far for you...
Rook feels... nothing. He can't bring himself to feel emotions currently, too stuck up on the tattoo. Sure, it's such a beautiful thing you care enough for someone that you would permanently etch that into your body. But why? Why couldn't it have been him? He is your friend too (he wish he was more to you, but that can wait, he will wait eons for you, only you)...
You feel bad for the man, wondering why he was so down all of the sudden. You still care about him (you care for everyone, they're you're friends after all), deciding to let him stay the night at ramshackle. He is forever grateful for your endless kindness, swearing to get into your good graces just so he can one day also get a tattoo..
Vil is desperate, he is emotional. The pain of not only comming second, but THIRD in your heart, it feels like you are stabbing him over and over again in the heart. He cant breathe, he cant stop the tears wellinh up in his eyes, he cant stop the emotions overflowimg his poor body. Why would you do something so heinous to this poor actor, he only wanted your love...
He has been acting since he was a little kid, yet this time he cant control his emotions, the stakes are too high. Your love is on the line! He can't stand to look himself in the mirror, feeling way too ugly for his emotions, his outbursts, his feelings. He wants to be enough for you, and he will do anything to achieve that..
THERES PART TWO DONE!!! The literal biggest thank you to @artdolliewishes for helping so much and expanding on the au with me!! It means so much to me that someone cares about a project I've done as much as I do :,)
Also I'm very sorry for being so delayed on posting, I went to the ER and all, I swear the students of nrc was trying to kill me lmao
#yandere twst#yandere twisted wonderland#yandere twst art#yandere twisted wonderland art#yandere floyd leech#yandere floyd leech x reader#yandere jade leech#yandere jade leech x reader#yandere azul ashengrotto#yandere azul ashengrotto x reader#yandere jamil viper#yandere jamil viper x reader#yandere kalim al asim#yandere kalim x reader#yandere kalim al asim x reader#yandere epel felmier#yandere epel felmier x reader#yandere rook hunt#yandere rook hunt x reader#yandere vil schoenheit#yandere vil schoenheit x reader#plumipal the tattoo
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I Love You~ â NRC Students x gn! reader
summary: How Twisted Wonderland boys react to you saying "I love you."
tw: stalking (Rook), slight angst for some, mainly fluff.
a/n: this is the most I've written for for so many characters. I hope I did them well, I even wrote for characters I'm not confident in. Also, I swear they don't all just say I love you too back, Heartslabyul boys are just too sweet not not (for the most part).
wc: 4.5k (~200 each character)
Master List
Your feelings had been building up over time. It got to the point that it felt like all your feelings were bubbling over. It was only sooner or later that the depth of your love was going to spill. You only hoped that it wouldnât scare him away.
⥠Riddle Rosehearts
It wasnât the first time you said those damn words that sent his heart into cardiac arrest. âLove you,â You would chime playfully as he seemed near to scolding you for something or another. He hated to admit how effective those words were on him, it didnât help how you said it so casually. Yet this time was different, your tone being nothing but soft, your eyes nothing but warmâŠhe wasnât prepared for this. Avoiding your loving gaze, Riddle could feel his brain melt, his tongue felt like lead, and his heart was beating erratically. When your gaze turned worried, shying away the longer he stayed silent, he somehow gathered the courage to respond.
âI-I love you too.â
⥠Trey Clover
It was no secret how much you both cared for each other. You both seemed like a married couple to the other students. You never really needed to say anything out loud because your love was shown through actions, the way you both smiled at each other, and how the other was always on the mind. Yet hearing you say those words out loud shocked him. What shocked him even more was how much he longed to hear you say it again, and again, and again. It didnᅵᅵt take long for him to regain his composure, smile brightening as he didnât even hesitate to respond.
âI love you too~â
⥠Cater Diamond
He always hid behind a smile and a flash of his camera. People would say his care for you only ran skin deep, but you knew otherwise. You had managed to wiggle your way through Caterâs walls and that scared him, but it also brought a sense of relief. His compliments towards you were genuine, showing you just how much his fans loved you (an extension of his own love). Heâd always say he loved you playfully, sending a wink your way making you nearly combustâŠand youâd respond in kind (unknowingly doing the same to him). So when you said those three simple words, your tired eyes fluttering shut as you snuggled into his blankets, he felt like he was going to puke. He felt like a complete coward that he could only reply back after you had fallen asleep, vowing to show you just how much he cared the next day.
âI love you more than you know.â
⥠Deuce Spades
We all know that Deuce isnât the sharpest tool in the shed, yet you found that endearing. The way he showed his care for you was so obvious it was hard to ignore. How he clearly favored you over Ace, sending threatening glares to any student who dares to look at you the wrong way. You had never felt safer than when you were with Deuce, so youâd try to reciprocateâŠyet he always seemed to outshine you in your made up care competition. Yet you quickly found his weakness after he shied away after you hugged him once. So when he did something so endearingly silly, it was only natural for those three words to slipâŠrip Deuce. He stammered, face blazing red as he tried to wrap around what you said, trying to untangle any hidden meanings. Bashfully, he couldnât meet your eyes as he responded.
âIâŠlove you too.â
⥠Ace Trappola
This menace. He flexes all the time, claiming how you must love him with the way you follow him like a puppy. YeahâŠhe makes it hard sometimes. So out of spite youâd go to Deuce, causing Ace to sulk. It was in those moments that you realized he was lowkey (highkey) projecting his feelings onto you. It helped you deal with his unabashed praise for himself. You found yourself teasing Ace back, poking him and irritating him (he did find it annoying but heâd rather your attention be on him then anyone else). Heâd show off during his games, always looking towards you and making him a clumsy mess on the court. When you finally muttered how you felt (somewhat bitterly) Ace felt his brain shut down for a second before quickly rebooting, a shaky smirk on his face with bright red cheeks as he replied.Â
âOf course you do! Who wouldnât- OW! Okay, okay, I l-like you too I guess.â
(bro couldnât even say love you back ð)
⥠Leona Kingscholar
To anyone who didnât know him, theyâd think he was indifferent to you, if not annoyed by you. Yet to your and Ruggieâs keen eyes it was easy to see his affection for you crack through his impervious exterior. How heâd drag you with him for his constant naps, how heâd let you play with his hair, and how heâd glare at anyone who seemed to get a little too friendly with you. Leona didnât like being vulnerable, after all, showing your belly meant submission and death. So when you said those three words heâd dreamt of you saying, how lovingly you were staring at him as you fiddled with one of his braids, he felt his scowl worsen at the fluttery feeling in his chest. His green eyes glanced away, his face softening back into a neutral expression.
âI better be the only one you say that to, herbivore.â
⥠Ruggie Bucchi
Heâs another one that people canât tell if he likes you or is using you. Whenever you were seen with him you were helping him with chores (in reality you only helped him so you both could relax together afterwards). It was clear how much you cared for him, bringing him snacks, helping him with chores, offering to pay for his meals (rip your already bare wallet). In return, heâd share with you. A feat that no one had ever seen him do before. Ruggie never felt guilty for taking/getting foodâŠthat was until you never seemed annoyed by how much he took from you. So he felt it was only fair if you had some tooâŠyou did pay for it after all. He found his tail wagging when you smiled at him, hugging him, or even when you ruffled his hair. So when you said that! Those words he never expected to be uttered from your lips, let alone aimed at him, his tail just couldnât stop moving! No matter how composed he seemed, it was like his brain was on fire (insert that spongebob clip).
âShishishi, I suppose I might feel the sameâŠthe price for that information is the other half of your donut. Shishi.â
⥠Jack Howl
This guy. Definition of tsundere. Acts like he wants nothing to do with you while sticking by your side for as long as he can. The nice thing is that he helps you become more healthy. He never forces you, but you feel more inclined to join him in his âmorningâ jogs (his morning jog is way too early for you so it's technically his second jog of the day and he calls it his wind down jog). Everyone can tell how he feels for you, it's clear in the way his eyes are always searching for your comfort, how he steps in when someone gets too pushy, or when his tail sways when all your attention is on him. Another guy you feel super safe with. The two of you were studying when you said it, atmosphere warm. Jackâs ear twitched, unsure if he heard you correctly, eyes searching yours for confirmation. When you gave no indication that you were joking or being silly, it felt like his heart flipped.
âIâŠcare about youâŠas well.â
⥠Azul Ashengrotto
He is sneakily unseaky about his feelings. One moment heâs treating you like an actual valued guest with no hidden intentions (ð) and the next heâs lowkey (highkey) flexing on you. Mixed signals because you arenât sure if heâs trying to make you feel bad about yourself or if heâs trying to make himself look better to you. âOh donât worry, this wonât put a dent in my pockets,â Heâd say with a smug smirk (youâre lowkey side-eyeing him). One time you poked him to see howâd he react and it was super amusing. Ran away with the brightest blush youâd ever seen claiming he had work to doâŠyeahâŠright. When you realized he is in fact trying to impress you (and realized it was really fun to tease him with affection), you became more comfortable around him, looking forward to the next time you could visit the Mostro Lounge. It got to the point that Jade would just bring you to the VIP room (if Azul wasnât busy swindling a poor soul). When you spoke those words it came out of seemingly nowhere, Azul spilling ink all over a contract he just finished writing. He was so close to darting out of the room, face ablaze, hands trembling. Do you know just how powerful those words are?Â
âP-perhapsâŠd-do youâŠI-I thinkâŠâ (You broke him, donât worry he just needs time to collect himself. He loves you too ð)
⥠Jade Leech
Rip. It kinda takes a lot to catch his eye (do you even want that?). He found it amusing how kind you were, you wouldnât make it for a second in the deep (kâŠ). Yet what really caught his eye was that you were a green thumb. How you recognized one of his mushrooms and the gleam in your eyes as you stated all you knew about it (not much, but more than anyone else heâs met). Now you have a scary eel that pops up every now and then. Jade only cared about mushrooms, but now on his hikes heâd spot a plant you liked (every now and then bringing it back for you). Downside, you now had Floydâs attention as well. I mean câmon, his brother finding interest in someone? He just had to check the guppy outâŠthankfully Jade stopped him from squeezing you (a true testament of his care for you). The words spilled out of you when Jade had offered toâŠâhelpâ...with a certainâŠâproblemâ of yours (an annoying student who wouldnât leave you alone). A look of pure shock washed over his face before it quickly turned into a cunning grin, something that sent the hairs on your arms to raise.Â
âMy my, what a bold statement. Please, treat me gently would you?~â (He did not forget about your âproblemâ)
⥠Floyd Leech
Rip #2. You know he cares (sometimes) when he stops calling you guppy (sometimes he does it just to annoy someone cough Riddle cough). Your case was a mix of both. One time when Floyd wouldnât stop poking your cheeks you poked his nose with a âboopâ, and he had deemed you boops. Also wouldnât stop booping you back after that. He is not ashamed at all. Heâd squeeze you, drape over you, pick you up, poke you, nearly kill you. The usual. You always would pretend to be annoyed (although sometimes that annoyance was very real) and Floyd always found your reactions hilarious. Although he had his bad moods, 6/10 times heâd feel better when you booped him. Jade would tease him, Azul would ask you over to the Mostro Lounge more often, even Riddle would avoid you (because where you were Floyd had to be nearby). When he was in a bad mood and you booped him while saying âI love you~â, Floyd froze. Sharp eyes watching your every move like the predator he is, a wide grin revealing his sharp teeth.Â
âAwwww, I love ya too Boops! Now lemme squeeze ya!âÂ
⥠Kalim Al-Asim
Where do I even start? Heâs loving on you the moment he sees you. Hugs, cheek kisses, hand holding, it's all normal to him. He cares about you so why wouldnât he show you? Poor Jamil, he was really stressed at first, unsure what your intentions were. So to start, you had to prove yourself to Jamil, Kalim had accepted you the moment his eyes landed on you. The more you hung out, the clearer your affection for Kalim shined, and you two were basically a married couple at this point. It was easy to care for him, reciprocating his affection without hesitation. Idk there's not much to say about him, heâs just a loving and carefree guy. It was when you both were winding down, hanging out with just the other, doing some homework (one of the ways you proved yourself to Jamil). Your dreary eyes watched as Kalim swayed in place, his eyes soon meeting yours. His beaming smile had all your defenses down, words falling out without you realizing it. It wasnât until Kalim jumped at you, squeezing you tightly, face nuzzling into your neck.
âI love you too! We should get married!â
(ð
)
⥠Jamil Viper
Itâs admirable that you managed to break down Jamilâs walls. He was even more surprised at how your attention would always seem to land on him instead of his insufferable prince. No matter how much Kalim basically begged for your attention, your eyes would always drift to Jamil, a warm smile on your lips when your eyes met. He showed his affection for you in how he looked after you. He had grown up taking care of someone, and although he found himself hating Kalim for his position, for Jamilâs spot in the world, he found himself enjoying caring for you. He loved how your eyes lit up when he offered you lunch, he had made too much anyways (riggggghhhhtâŠ), he felt his heart flip when you offered to help clean up or when you offered to help braid his hair. It was still hard for him to wrap his head around the fact that you truly cared for him and had no ulterior motives. His heart beat erratically when you said those words, when you looked only at him so lovingly, how your hand caressed his cheek so tenderly. It was all so overwhelming and he pulled away, pulling his hood up to hide his blush. His tongue felt heavy and he wasnât sure if he had the heart to let himself be so vulnerable.
âLetâs continue this laterâŠbut rest assured I feel a similar way.â
⥠Vil Schoenheit
Ohhh boy. Vil, as much as I love him, might be a bit overbearing at first. If anything, youâd feel ashamed about yourself at first. You never seemed to be good enough as Vil would always find something to pick apart about you. Youâd eat too many carbs, your uniform was wrinkly, your eyebags seemed to be more pronounced. When you snapped, crying and pleading for him to just stop, that you knew you werenât beautiful or perfect like him and you didnât want to hear it anymore, Vil had to rethink how he showed his care. He didnât say those things because he thought you were ugly or terrible, he only wanted you to better yourself. To become more healthy and to take better care of yourself. Reflecting, he realized just how mean he seemedâŠenter the spoiling. Instead of nit picking you, he would give you stuff without a word. You found yourself with skin care products made by him (he didnât want to taint your skin with bad ingredients), he would bring you a balanced lunch (perhaps breakfast and dinner too, if youâd be kind enough to join him), and heâd gift you outfits that complemented your figure perfectly (sometimes heâd have to get them costume made). It was a bit of a shock at the drastic change, but you found yourself doting on him more as well. You both were having dinner together, Vil complaining about his coworkers and you talking about whatever you were into at the moment. When he mentioned something heâd think youâd like you found yourself sweetly telling him you loved him. He was astounded, eyes locked on yours. As much as he tried to be composed, he couldnât deny the fluttering of his heart or the heat on his cheeks.Â
âI love you as well, my sweet potato.â
⥠Rook Hunt
This man ð. At first you were terrified. Man was literally stalking you. You even went to the professors for help because excuse me? Stalking bad. And as much as Rook took amusement in your actions, he decided to finally get to know youâŠface to face (he already knew a ton about you). You gave him bombastic side eye when he first was trying to talk to you. Heâd pop out of bushes (strangely no leaves stuck in his hair), heâd appear right behind youâŠone time he seemed to appear from literally nowhere. Against your own will, you warmed up to the freak. When he wasnât continuously complimenting you, you found him to be funny. Rook is also unashamed about his love for you, heâd shout it from the roof tops if you asked. He also took the fact that you were warm to him as a sign of affection. You didnât nearly deck him for popping out of the bushes this time? Oh mon chéri, his heart melts that you felt his presence to be so comforting. It felt weird, Rook had complimented you many times, spouting about how much his heart yearns for you. You almost didnât want to tell him that you loved him, a bit spiteful since you knew how smug heâd look afterwards (youâd never live it down either). Yet when Rook handed you a rose, spieling about how it could never compare to you, you found yourself crumbling. Instead of that smug look you expected, he looked genuinely happy. Green eyes bright and shining, smile so wide you thought it split. Yet that gleam soon looked like that of a predator who finally caught his prey.Â
âMon chéri, my heart weeps with joy, I cannot imagine a world without your brilliance shining. Avoir son cÅur est la plus grande récompense.â
⥠Epel Felmier
Epel is a tough nut even if he looks cute. Heâd tease you mercilessly (Ace moment) on some days, while most he found himself complaining to you. Vil would work him tirelessly, and he can handle tough work! Youâd sneak him candy or some jerky (that was more manly than candy). He found himself always trying to impress you, whether it be carrying something heavy or showing you his grades (he improved from last time okay). He loved how you complimented his strength or his intelligence, but deep down he was scared you saw him as a cute prim boy that Vil was trying to turn him into. If anyone tried anything with you heâs the one youâd go to, making his chest puff in confidence. Of course heâs trying to not fight so Vil wonât punish him, but a stern talking too wasnât out of the picture. You both were relaxing under a tree. You mindlessly watched Epel as he carved an apple, handing you pieces when they were cut perfectly. Another one who canât handle it when you say it. Eyes wide, shoulders hunched, face matching the apple he was holding.Â
âYa c-canât jusâ s-say that! Y-you tryna k-kill me? âTch, youâre lucky I like ya too.â
⥠Idia Shroud
Heâs such a simp. Some days he can barely squeak out a word to you, hiding himself in the comfort of his hoodie, others heâs flexing on you about just how much more he knows about a game than you. When heâs feeling extra generous (trying to get yâalls intimacy meter up to max) heâll buy you the fancy currency in your favorite gacha game, go on, do as many ten pulls as it takes to get your favorite character up to max level. His favorite moments are when you both are watching an anime together, in the same bedâŠit makes his heart explode just thinking about it (dudes on the opposite side of the bed ð). What makes him care for you even more is how you interact with Ortho. You two are his favorite people and seeing how well you both get along just further warms his heart. When you muttered those words to him, he literally screamed. Hoodie up, hiding under his blankets, his hair the brightest pink itâs ever been. He felt light headed and he was sure if he opened his eyes his vision would be spotty.
âG-gah! Your charm is maxed out! Itâs n-not fair that you had the special dialogue to insta kill me.â
⥠Ortho Shroud (platonic only obvs)
He is just a little ray of sunshine. Heâs the reason why you got so close to Idia in the first place. Heâs always on the hunt for any potential friends for him and his brother. You were always sweet to him, doting on him and calling him cute. Ortho honestly thought of you as another sibling (might as well be with how much you hype him up). Ortho would always try to accompany you if he had time, always âhintingâ at you to visit his brother (bro is not hinting, straight up just asking). He felt his cpu warm as he processed his happy feelings at watching you and his brother get along, as well as when you always brought Ortho over to join you both. It didnât take long for you to tell Ortho you loved him, I mean he was just so adorable!
âIâm so happy! I love you too!â
⥠Malleus Draconia
I hope you're ready to become a royal beside him. He shows he cares with grand gestures (which Lila helps make them smaller gestures). Malleus is used to people fearing him, and the fact that you didnât? Man was gobsmacked. He shared his interests with you, and you shared yours with him. He would research anything you said that he didnât understand (it was even better if you were the one teaching him). If you thought your affection was spilling over, Malleusâ was flooding. It turned into him giving you fine jewelry, clothing, flowers, food, you want it, it's yours. He cared for you greatly, and he was unsure how else to show his affection. You gave him a hug? Heâd hug you now as a greeting. One time you booped his nose and he went cross eyed following your finger. Youâd almost spilled your guts then (Iâm surprised you didnât cus that shitâs adorable). You always confused him with your cute forms of affection, but he wouldnât have it any other way. It seemed impossible for you to keep in your love any longer on a bright, moonlit night. As you stared into the night sky, you spilled those three little words that unknowingly sealed your fate. Malleus felt his heart be set aflame, eyes taking you in. It was then that he finally thought of a perfect ring for you.Â
âI love you as well, child of man. More than you could ever imagine.â
⥠Lilia Vanrouge
As silly and carefree as he was, Lilia wasnât ready to love again. He had his family, and that was all he cared for. So when he found himself messing with you more, missing when you werenât around, wanting to cook for you (rip #3), he felt scared. Love never went well for him, it was almost like he was cursed, and those he cared for were ripped away from him. Yet you were so sweet, trying his food and trying to give him pointers on how he could improve. The cute scared face you made when he popped out of nowhere. Gosh you made it so easy to love, it was honestly unfair. He was supposed to be the cute one! You canât go stealing his title! You also found it a struggle to love Lilia. You knew he was older than time itself (ð), and honestly you felt a bit weird for falling for him. I mean, you were so much younger, and he was a fae. It just seemed like a lot, so you kept your feelings to yourself. That was until one night, Lilia was tucking you in since you fell asleep on him, and you muttered those cursed words as you drifted off. He actually avoided you for a few weeks after that, and you felt embarrassed that you slipped. It wasnât until he could no longer avoid you, missing you too much and having thought it through enough.
âI hope you understand the weight of your words, after all, us fae stay with our partner for life.â
⥠Silver Vanrouge
He is so easy to get along with. Heâs always looking out for you, offering you snacks when you're hungry and handing you water when you havenât drank any yet. While he does find himself dozing off a lot, he appreciates when you try to poke him awake or go over the material he slept through. No one even questions your status, they just assume you're together with how lovey dovey you both act. Heâs fallen asleep on your shoulder more times than he can count, his soft hair tickling your neck. Heâd apologize when waking up, but you were too entranced by not only his beauty but the cute animals that now surrounded you both. Not to mention the way your heart would pitter patter as he would promise to defend you, his shining eyes showing complete seriousness. You had whispered your love for him when he was sleeping, gently playing with his hair. You thought he wouldnât hear, but boy were you wrong. His soft eyes blinked open sleepily, a small smile tugging at his lips.
âAm I dreaming? I hope Iâm not, because I love you too.â
⥠Sebek Zigvolt
Another tsundere ass. He gets overwhelmed by his feelings for you so often Iâm surprised your eardrums arenât permanently damaged from his constant yelling. It was confusing for him because the only other person he felt a somewhat similar feeling towards was Malleus Draconia, and you were nowhere near the level of the future king of Briar Valley. Heâd take his strange feelings out on you, inadvertently pushing you away. Thank the sevens for Lilia (or not) because the bat fae would always have something to say about Sebek when heâd see you. âHave you heard of how brave Sebek was?â âHave you seen how cute he is when his face turns red?â Thankfully, Sebek got used to the pitter patter he felt when you smiled at him, no longer scolding you forâŠsmiling? Another one that you learn tends to project. Heâs degrading you for being human? Well heâs half human too, so he probably feels the same about himself more than you. Which causes you to try and compliment him moreâŠwhich leads to him shouting, cycle repeats. I hope you brought ear plugs, cus the moment you spilled your guts, the soft atmosphere turned harsh. His face lit up red as his shoulders rose to his ears, be prepared for a flustered, shouting croc.
âC-cease your tempting words human! I-I only have eyes for Waka-sama! I have no time for foolish endeavors that will ruin my position! W-wait, donât l-leave! I n-never said I didnât f-feel the s-same!â
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Request: Dorm leaders seeing female mc in a bathing suit?
Idia would really die. A nosebleed would be a dangerous thing. Idia certainly wouldn't have prepared to see you in a bathing suit. It would take time for him to be able to function again. Not that Idia is complaining. He thinks you look beautiful in almost any outfit.
Kalim would blush a lot when he saw you. Kalim may be innocent but not stupid. Maybe it's time for Sacrabia to build a swimming pool lol. Would apologize for staring and try to act normal.
Azul would like to see you in a bathing suit and you would like to see him in merfolk form. So you made a deal together about this. Azul would be really shy at first. He would blush a lot.
Vil would definitely help you choose a bathing suit. He will surely know which color and which type of fabric suits your skin best. Both of you should look as good as possible. Vil would be self conscious about this lol. Only the best for you with him~
Malleus like what he sees very much, but don't like others to be able to see it. You really bring out his more possessive side. Going to the beach with Malleus could be difficult. Malleus wouldn't try to cover you, but would dish out free death glares to anyone who stared at you too much.
Leona would wake up really fast. His sixth sense would tell him to wake up and it wouldn't be wrong. Another person who would become possessive. Leona wouldn't want other people near you. Definitely would hit anyone who made you uncomfortable~
Riddle would be redder than a tomato. Nothing could have prepared him for this moment. Of course he should have realized this while going swimming. He would try to cover his blushes but stutter a lot.
First years here
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GRIM ACCIDENTLY OUTING YOUR CRUSH ON HIM !! . . grim accidently blurting out how much you love the dorm head . .
gender neutral reader / fluff / crack taken seriously / mutual pinning
a/n: this has been rotting in my idea list for like over 2 years, enjoy! og account: @/cupids-chamber
MALLEUS DRACONIA
Malleus was surprised, when you had decided to tag along on his Gargoyle Study Club meeting, however he was ecstatic with the idea of you joining him, while he talked about his favorite things. Truly an exciting time, talking to his favorite person about his favorite things!
For once he didn't quite mind having no one at the meetings, because he got to spend time with youâand Grim . . he's there too . . In fact, Malleus kind of finds it endearing he stuck around this long with you, listening to him, despite clearly not being interested in the topic.
Malleus walked around, showing you his collection of gargoylesâexplaining the extensive history of each one, and you listened, throughout his explanations which most people would find extremely boring, though seeing how passionate he was about the subject, you couldn't help but be engaged.
You followed along behind him, as he showed you each one, Grim on your shoulder, yawning rather loudlyâclearly bored with the past hour, where you dragged him into Malleus's club meeting, which you passed off as a 'morale' thing to doâwhen he can clearly tell you did this because you liked him.
"Ah . . I have something I want to give to you"âMalleus shifted through the drawers, looking for the miniature gargoyles he had made for the both of you (well just you, he figured grim would appreciate something more . . edible . . he got tuna.).
Grim leans in closer to you, whispering rather loudly, so much so you knew Malleus could hear, "henchman, how much longer . . my whiskers are turning white here!!", he whispered all bit dramatically, and you sighed internally, mumbling a soft, "Grim not right now", in response.
After a few more moments of silence, Grim leaned back, and exclaimed, "You seriously like this guy, he likes gargoyles more then I like tunaâ"
Grim paused, realizing he spoke a little more than he really should've. . . and Malleus paused, dropping whatever was in his hand to the floor, turning blankly at you, looking at you with a dumbfounded look on his face . . (he's processing, give him a minute.)
RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS
Riddle isn't the kind of person to intrude in a conversation, especially when he knows he isn't wanted there (debatable)âHe also doesn't enjoy listening in on others private conversations . . However, this case is different, obviously he has the right to be curious when you're being so very loud, I mean practically everyone can hear you!
His heels clicked on the floors, as he raced through the hallsâRiddle doesn't often find himself in a rush, but lunch had started 5 minutes ago, and he was running behind on his schedule.
His hands gripped his notes tightly, and just as he was about to make a turn, he heard his name . .âRiddle stopped in his tracks, looking around, in order to find the source of the noise, that's when he spotted you . . and grim, who was speaking rather loudly.
Now, Riddle swears he's not purposefully ease-dropping, but Grim was loud. . he was bound to overhear anyways! . . Well that's what he'll keep telling himself, in order to ease the guilt of listening in on your private conversations.
"Riddle?!" Grim exclaimed, waving his little paws around in shock, "out of everyone henchman, you like thatâ", you covered Grim's mouth with your hand, whispering loudly in response, "Why don't you tell the whole school I like Riddle, Grim?!?"
Riddle paused in response to that, 'you liked him? . . as in romantically? . .', Riddle loses his grip on his notes, in shock. Papers scattered the floor with a thud, and before Riddle could fix the mess he had accidently caused, you turned, and faced him . . This is gonna be one long confessioâconversation.
VIL SCHOENHEIT
See, Vil isn't the kind of person to believe in a rumor or petty gossip that he hears across the halls of Pomefiore, because if there's drama then Octavinelle and Pomefiore are the absolute first at the crime sceneâHe's well aware of how a small lie and a fake rumor can go and ruin someone's life, which is why Vil prefers information from the source.
That being said, Vil does enjoy gossipâand at time's he draws his own conclusion to a topic, and keeps it to himself, he's on the middle line of it all, but you bet, he'll 'coincidentally' overhear all the drama going on at your family reunion but don't worry, he's amazing with secrets. (Headcanon: he probably pretends not to like gossip, but still listens and reacts when Rook tells him what he overheard)
And this is why Vil couldn't help it but approach Grim when he heard him complaining begrudgingly to himself, about you kicking him out and making him run 'errands' . . which were more likely then not, a distraction.
"Oh it's nothing, henchman just needed privacy . . ya . .", Vil raises a brow, and Grim should've shut down, but when a can of good tuna got involved . . Well a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do.
Grim took the can of tuna from Vil, "They're preparing a confession letter", Grim spoke and Vil couldn't help but feel a pang of betrayal at the revelation, how could they like someone else . . When he's breathing! (At least wait till he's cremated, like gosh . . So as long as his body exists, even if he's not breathing, you should love him frfr #hawkmothcore for the win) . .
"To who?", Vil asks, curiously, and Grim stares at him blankly, "I'll give you another can to goâ" he offers, "Gimme it right now, and I'll tell ya'".
Vil sighs, handing him another can, "The letter is for ya', henchman likes youâ".
LEONA KINGSCHOLAR
Now normally, Leona could care less as to what goes on in the botanical garden, while he takes a nap there (mainly because he's too asleep to register his surroundings), because even with his acute sense of hearing, rarely anyone visits, and if they do, they only do so to take a break or catch a breather, or to just immerse themselves in the garden as a sort of escape, so it's usually all quiet and soothing, for the most part.
However, some days he wasn't so lucky, be it students randomly popping in so they could skip class, or to have a picnic, or that random couple, who thinks it'd be a cute and adorable idea to have a date in the botanical garden because no-one goes there, and it's so secretive and the mystery excites them. (he hates, he fucking hates it, he's the biggest hater there is, he despises all couples equally.)
Leona was all comfortable, half-asleep, his eyes were closed as he was ready to just get some shut-eye, sleep for a couple hoursâuntil, he heard footsteps, rather loud ones . . Now, he normally doesn't care, and to be frank, he doesn't care right now, he figured they're taking a small stroll, and will stop . . eventually. (delusional king!!)
"Grim this is ridiculousâ", Leona's ears perked up as he heard your voice, now that had his eyes wide open, looking around for you . . Well he's not that curious, as to what you find 'ridiculous' (he's very curious, he needs to know each detail, tell him everything), but he does hope you expand on it.
"C'mon henchmen! The best way to get over someone is confess and get closure?", Grim was confused himself, with whatever he was saying, "Oh yea Grim, which class did you learn that from, romance 101 with Crowley?â", Leona snorts.
"No actually I asked Trien!" Grim says . . a bit too confidently for comfort, "Grim . . I don't think you should be proud of that", you point out.
"Just tell Leona you like him? He's not gonna kill ya"
". . ." Leona froze, . . you liked him? I mean yea that makes sense, he's really attractive, but youâLiked him? . .
AZUL ASHENGROTTO
Azul states that he doesn't favor you that muchâalthough the twins will argue otherwise, especially since Azul got you to taste test the new Monstro Lounge menu items, before he released it . . before even tasting it himself, . . and maybe he didn't want to let it slip that he liked you onlyâbecause he ended up also inviting Grim to taste the food with youâAnd with Crowley's payments . . well you were more than willing to accept free food.
To be fair, Azul is aware you do get a bit more special treatment, and deep-down he's well aware he likes you, but confronting his feelings? in this economy? . . not gonna happen . . He'd rather you assume he's a cat person who likes Grim, because clearly that's what you think of him, since he's so pretty and smart and good at covering his feelings. (He's not, he's boyfailing a little too close to the sun.)
Azul had everything set upâand by that he means, he had a plan and got other people to set it up for him, according to said plan, because he couldn't give away the fact that he had planned it himself, no . . that would make it seem like he was into you, and he'd rather die then you know thatâIn fact, he'd rather have his tentacles inked dry and cut off, fried and dipped in his ink, and shoved so far down his throat he chokes and dies before that even remotely comes close to happening.
You sat beside Azul, as he asked asked you about the food, and you gave responses that he mostly liked, . . well you did have some comments about the blue cheese rigatoni . . But to be fair, he entrusted the blue cheese to Floyd . .
Grim was half-way through his food, when he randomly spoke, with his mouth rather full, "This is amazing . . I can see why you like this guy henchman . .â" Azul paused and he practically stopped blinking, if his ears could perk up, then it would right now, "âfor once your taste in men . . has good justification henchmâ" Grim only paused when he recognized your glare, and only then did he realize how badly he fucked up . . "I'm not getting the good tuna for awhile . . am I?"
KALIM AL-ASIM
Kalim doesn't usually come in without an appointment (lies), or before informing you beforehand (lies on top of lies), and he doesn't really like invading your personal time (and lies again) . . at least not knowingly, but today was different . . he wanted to go somewhere with you! It's a surprise, and surely you'd appreciate him randomly popping into your dorm and dragging you outside, in the sunlight like an upstanding citizen and friend.
Kalim settles on the couch in the lounge of Ramshackle, stretching his arms out as he gets comfortable. All the while, Grim stares him down, . . something Kalim noticed off the get-go, "Why are you looking at me like that?", he calls out, confused and a tad bit unnerved at the blatant piercing stare.
"You're the one henchman likes, right? . .âwhat's your credit score? . . how many cans of tuna are we talkingâ"
Kalim paused, ". . . what?", he asks blankly, still paused at the first half of Grim's sentence, enough to not notice or take offense to the rest of his words and questions. "Why can't ya' hear me . . ?! I asked what's your credit scorâ", grim responds, only to be cut-off mid-sentence by Kalim "BEFORE THAT!"
"That you're the person henchman likâ", Grim pauses as he hears your voice, and as you enter the room, Grim realizes his mistake, "Fuck."
"Kalim act natural!" Grim asks, as he goes back into his usual stance, but as he see's Kalim not moving, . . "who am I kidding . . no one can get shit through to ya' in one go . . I'm fucked."
IDIA SHROUD
Idia had his gaming equipment set up for two, well it would be threeâbut paws and controllers isn't the most fun thing to play around with, therefore Grim has opted to watching, instead of playing. Which he gets bored of rather fast, and well Ortho preferred to watch his older brother then play, or do normal kid things like advanced calculus.
Although Idia didn't really mind that, he enjoyed playing with you, because you were a really good challenge, a true gamer! . . And with newer games, he found that you listened and got the hang of it fast, and it was fun helping you grow your account on his favorite games, and it was also fun listening to you ramble about your favorite games from your world.
"So yea in genshin impactâ", you rambled on and on about the Fontaine chapter, and about the 'archon' which was like the great seven, and how sad her storyline was, Idia dabbled in Lore from time to time, though he really found it amusing how you took the time to describe everything, you really helped immerse him in the storyline, and to be honest, sometimes he could imagine he was playing the game with you.
"âand then if you went into this specific area you could actually hear her cry . . OH oh! . . and when Neuvillette cried, it would like downpour so hard . . ", you continued rambling, and Idia would just listen, so much so that you guys completely forgot the game you were actually playing . . which seemed to upset Grim, who wanted to watch.
"Yea yea . . henchmen, we get it was sad, and it's fun talking to the love of your lifeâbut could we please have more playing and less talking!", Grim explained rather dramatically, his paws flinging up, only to be silenced when he saw the two of you silent, looking at each other . . and then Idia's hair burst up in bright pink flames . .
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now I'm actually invested in this idea. maybe I'll write a full length fic someday idk... for now I have short hcs
parts 1 | 2 | 3 | kalim | bad ending
summary: crowley decides to "give away" yuu to the highest "donation" for financial reasons type of post: headcanons characters: all nrc students additional info: can be read as platonic or romantic, except malleus is pretty romantic, second person pov, yuu is gender neutral, maybe a little ooc I wrote this as soon as I got up
crowley has had his fair share of "what the fuck" moments from you but this was really taking the cake
he acts so... casual about it?
swaggers into ramshackle one morning and says times are tough and your personal expenses are straining the budget so he's decided to "put you in someone else's care"
"The screening process will be vigorous to make sure you end up in good hands!" like you're a cat or something "Your expenses will be covered and you'll have somewhere to go during break!"
okay great. pretty obvious you have no say in this, so you don't even argue. what's the worst that could happen?
*à©â©â§âË
Ace, Deuce, Jack, and Epel find you the next day to say they're pooling their money to buy you
"To what?"
Epel shrugs. "Oh, well Crowley said we need to offer a donation to prove we're capable of supporting you..."
(you think that if not for the laws of this land you would have slaughtered that old fart)
Jack goes on a really long tirade about how shady and underhanded this is, making sure to reaffirm that he believes you should be free to make your own choices
"So you'll let me go once you get me?"
"Uhhh..."
Ace thinks once they buy you you'll have no choice but to do all of his homework for him
Deuce says that's not really how it works- and even if he tried, Riddle would kill him
(they've already gone over this twice before finding you)
Epel happily volunteers to take you home with him over breaks, probably the only positive in this mess
even if he thinks the whole thing is kind of funny
*à©â©â§âË
incapable of keeping his mouth shut, Ace accidentally spills the plan to Riddle, who is understandably aghast
you can't just give away a person under your care like a toy!
of all the irresponsible things...
of course, he'll have to put up his offer, too
purely for your sake! with a nicer room and a brand new copy of the dorm rules, maybe you'll stop getting yourself into trouble
he's got some family money (doctors, naturally) and considers this a worthwhile purchase, for his sanity and yours
of course, Trey and Cater overhear and may or may not be pooling their own cash for a chance, too
going behind Riddle's back on this is a risky venture, but hey, someone's gotta be on your side, here, right?
I mean, between a bunch of sixteen year old boys, the housewarden, and them, who would you choose?
actually don't answer that
...not that it's much of a secret, anyway. Cater's already got their gofundme equivalent link in bio
*à©â©â§âË
Leona initially plans to have you become a live-in lackey like Ruggie
but then he really starts thinking- and, hey, the possibilities are endless, right?
for one, you'd make a really good pillow
he might have to kick Grim out for your full attention, but you could learn to live with that
and malleus would hate it
...that's reason enough for him
plus, he's got money to burn, so why not?
either way, he sets his bid at a reasonable (maybe too confident) price and sits back to watch the chaos unfold as everyone scrambles for a piece of the pie
news travels fast around school, after all
then Ruggie finds out that you could dethrone him as Leona's #2 and is understandably a little annoyed
that's his cushy post-grad job gig, thank you! he's worked hard for that!
besides, why should Leona get to hoard you? the guy can barely take care of himself!
so, Ruggie ends up outsourcing to a few dozen classmates for the necessary funds at a steep I-owe-you price
he's gonna be eating nothing but dandelions for a while...
*à©â©â§âË
now, Azul is annoyed
once the news goes school-wide, it's all anyone can talk about
talk about good marketing...
why didn't he think of such a brilliant scam? he could have negotiated with Crowley to have a café brand deal tie-in!
of course, he's already set his bid, with Jade and Floyd offering to pitch in as necessary
it's a risky investment, sure, but a worthwhile one
Azul tells everyone that with the prefect's "obvious" popularity, having them at the café a few nights a week would drive sales through the roof
though that's really just what he says to shirk suspicion
a likely excuse coming from him, though, really, it would just be nice having you around
and if not for his own affections, Floyd's incessant begging and Jade's subtly manipulative comments about "how nice" it would be having a new face around would be enough for him to cave eventually
*à©â©â§âË
"Kalim, no," is the first thing that Jamil says
"I strongly advise against this. It's another one of Crowley's silly scams and you could end up a target bec- are you even listening?"
hint: he is not
the second Kalim found out that he could get to take in his favorite magicless student like one of his treasures, he was all over it
(AKA infinite sleepovers)
and for what? a little optional donation to prove he's got the funds? he's got cash to spare!
he's already got your new room in Scarabia set up before he even puts his bid in
right next to his of course :)
and despite what Jamil insists, he himself might be working behind the curtain just a little to ensure he's the one who ends up with you
after all, why should Kalim get everything? this might be a valuable learning opportunity for him
You don't always get what you want
*à©â©â§âË
as much as Epel tries to keep the rest of his dorm from finding out, it's inevitable
he's actually a little surprised that the news didn't get to Vil sooner
with Rook around campus, surely he must have said something...
when Vil does find out, though, he just sighs
oh, of course. what next, will everyone meet each other in the arena and fight to the death over the prefect?
of all the silly, immature things...
oh? what's that? he's bidding anyway? of course he is, silly potato. he can't have some unwashed miscreant making you sleep on polyester bedding
(really, he's the only person on campus worthy of your time)
Rook has also been mysteriously absent from the dorm lately, though his initials on a poem and a strangely large sum of money end up in the donation pile
but really, that could be anyone... Rook would never dare betray Vil again, right?
*à©â©â§âË
Ortho finds out directly from the other first years and sends Idia the details immediately
with a little note of encouragement, of course: "could be excellent for improving your social skills!"
Idia understandably freaks out
"WTF!!!! nooo way! this is a person, not a chatbot we're talking about here! I can barely keep virtual pets alive!!!!"
(liar)
(...but this is still different)
the conversation ends there, but semi-anonymous bid from someone named "gloomurai" gets cashapp'd directly to crowley
*à©â©â§âË
everyone in the room immediately turns to Malleus
"For the record, I think it's wrong to be bargaining over a human being," Silver says first. "But if anyone could handle it with grace, it's you."
Lilia laughs. "Oh, you're just saying that because you like the prefect so much!"
"Father, you're the one who likes the prefect so much,"
"Oh, right! carry on then. After all, I'm sure we could share,"
Sebek is the only one relatively against the idea, though Lilia luckily manages to get him to lower his voice after his third speech about how you aren't good enough for his liege
Malleus is rather quiet through the whole evening, neither agreeing nor disagreeing with any of the points made
he disappears for a short while, and when he comes back he seems a little more confident
though, of course, he goes to you first
seeing him at Ramshackle in the middle of the night is a familiar and welcoming sight after all of the chaos of your week
and he's in a great mood!
"Child of man! I've come with news," he says. "I have heard of your predicament and have come up with a solution!"
you immediately sulk. "Oh, no. You know I think this whole thing is terrible, right?"
"Yes, Silver mentioned you might not like the idea of being bought and sold like a trinket. But worry not, I do not plan on paying for you in money,"
you pause, at a loss for words, and then tentatively continue. "You're not...?"
"Of course not. What a primitive idea, I was baffled to hear it myself. My proposal will be more traditional: a modest sum of treasure, and a generous amount of livestock and the finest crop Briar Valley can offer,"
certainly he's not this naive, you think
"You really think Crowley is going to accept that over money? I'm pretty sure Kalim just bid away an entire country's worth,"
he laughs. "You speak as if this is some kind of business deal! I'm quite confident that my dowry will be best,"
huh. that was a strange way of putting it
but then again, you still didn't really understand how things work here, so you go along with it
and you allow yourself to relax. he seems confident in his offer, and he doesn't even see you as some kind of prize to win!
"Oh, well, alright. Thanks! I'm glad you're on it,"
he smiles. "Rest assured, child of man, you're in good hands. My dowry will far outshine the others, and the wedding will be even better,"
"I was honestly getting a little nervous for a momen- wait- wedding!?"
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Holding Them and Not Letting Go with: Housewardens + Jamil
a little something before i go all in for the milestone events <3
Riddle Rosehearts
Riddle goes bright red the second you wrap your arms around him, stiffening in your hold like heâs forgotten how to breathe. He tries to splutter something coherentâmaybe a reminder about PDA rules, maybe a request to know whatâs going onâbut his voice gets tangled up, and all that comes out is a confused murmur.
You donât let go, though. Instead, you squeeze him a little tighter, prompting him to look down at you, his eyes widening with soft confusion. âIs⊠Is something wrong?â he stammers, gently pressing his hand to your shoulder, trying to read your face.
âNothingâs wrong,â you answer with a warm smile. âI just love you, Riddle. Thatâs all.â
For a moment, heâs frozen. Just love him? He feels his heart stumble, so unfamiliar with this kind of simple, generous affection. In his childhood, hugs were formal gestures, love was measured and conditionalâa reward to be earned, rarely felt freely. But here, with you⊠youâre holding him because you want to, with nothing expected in return.
Slowly, Riddleâs hands find their way to your back, and he pulls you close with a tenderness that surprises even him. Thereâs a quiet ache in his chest, an overwhelming mix of joy and disbelief, like heâs filling up with something he never knew he was missing. He clings to you, unable to speak, as though afraid that words might shatter the beautiful warmth settling between you.
You both stay like this, tangled together in silence. In this simple embrace, Riddle feels more seen, more loved, than he ever has before. Itâs a feeling he wants to hold onto foreverâa happiness he never thought heâd be allowed to have. For the first time, he feels completely at peace.
Leona Kingscholar
You wrap your arms around Leona, your grip firm as if youâve decided youâre never letting go. At first, heâs as stoic as ever, arching an eyebrow in mild confusion. âOi, herbivoreâŠwhatâs this all about?â he mutters, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.
But when you stay silent, he lets out a chuckle, amused by your stubborn clinginess. âIf youâre hoping to trap me, you might wanna try harder than that.â
After a few more moments, his teasing fades. Youâre still holding him, your head resting against his chest, heartbeat steady against his. He tries to check if youre upset and realizes then that youâre not sad, nor do you seem upset; youâre simply content. When he starts to pull back to look at you, you give him a warm smile and quietly say, âI justâŠlove you.â
The words wash over him, soft and simple yet deeply affecting. His expression shifts, from nonchalance to something much more vulnerable. To Leona, whoâs spent much of his life overshadowed, unwanted, and fighting for recognition, the idea of being someoneâs first choice feels like an impossibility.
And yet, here you are, holding onto him like heâs the only thing that matters. He swallows hard, not saying anything, but the look in his eyes says it all.
He finally allows his arms to come around you, drawing you in with more intensity than heâd probably ever admit aloud. His tail snakes around your waist in a protective loop, pulling you even closer, as if anchoring himself to you. âDonât go getting mushy on me,â he mutters, trying to sound unaffected, but his grip tightens just a bit more.
But despite his usual attitude, heâs never felt thisâŠfull. Full of pride, full of warmth, full of something heâs struggled to admit he even wanted. And itâs all because of you, the one person who looked past his rough edges and stubborn exterior.
He chuckles softly, burying his face in your shoulder, whispering, âGuess you got yourself a lion for life, herbivore.â
Azul Ashengrotto
Azul is hunched over his desk, papers and ledgers strewn around him, eyebrows furrowed as he works late into the night. Heâs so engrossed that he doesnât even notice you approaching until you gently climb onto his lap, resting yourself against him without a word. His body goes rigid in surprise, the usual control he wields over his composure completely shattered.
âAre you... feeling alright?â he asks, voice a little breathless, struggling to keep himself calm as you press your face into the crook of his neck. âAre you sick? Is there something wrong?â
You just shake your head, pulling back just enough to meet his eyes. âI just love you, Azul,â you whisper softly, a warmth in your gaze that sends his heart into overdrive. âAnd Iâm so proud of you.â
With that, you wrap your arms around him again, holding him close, and suddenly, all the strength in him unravels. He hadnât realized how much heâd needed thisâhow much he craved reassurance, wanted to know he was worth it.
All his insecurities, fears, and memories of feeling out of place resurface, but theyâre softened by your presence, and with just one hug, youâre able to ease away all that self-doubt he keeps buried.
Without another word, he wraps his arms tightly around you, his grip firm and filled with an unspoken desperation. He clings to you as though youâre his lifeline, as though youâre the single steady point in his otherwise frantic world, and for a few moments, he allows himself to just feelâto let go of the worries, to set aside the constant weight of expectations.
The mountain of paperwork on his desk feels meaningless compared to the comfort you bring, and all he wants is to stay like this, holding you as closely as he can, reveling in the feeling of being loved for who he is.
Kalim Al-Asim
Kalim is in his element, animatedly discussing ideas for his next big celebration. His hands gesture widely, his voice bright, detailing elaborate plans for decorations, food, entertainmentâhe's clearly in his happy place, and you canât help but feel utterly captivated by his joy.
Without even thinking, you throw your arms around him, hugging him tightly mid-sentence. Kalim laughs, hugging you back with his usual enthusiasm, though a bit of surprise colors his expression when you show no signs of letting go. âHey, is everything okay?â he asks, a smile in his voice.
You lean back just enough to grin up at him, eyes shining. âIâm perfectly okay. You just looked so radiant talking about the partyâand I love you.â
He stares at you for a beat, completely dazzled, and then his face breaks into the brightest smile as he spins you around, laughter bubbling from both of you. When he finally sets you down, he pulls you close, cradling you like youâre the most precious thing in the world.
âIâm so glad you chose me,â he murmurs softly, his forehead pressing against yours. The simple joy radiates from him, a warmth and gentleness that wraps around you both. Itâs a pure, unfiltered happiness that you feel too, knowing that you chose him, and he chose you.
You stay wrapped up in each other, reveling in that perfect moment, glowing with the warmth of shared love. For now, with his laughter filling the room and his arms securely around you, nothing else matters.
Jamil Viper
Jamil walks into his room, the exhaustion from managing Scarabia weighing heavily on his shoulders. But before he can even remove his shoes, youâre already there, waiting for him. Without a word, you step into his space, your arms winding around him in a gentle but firm embrace.
His body relaxes instantly, the stress of the day melting away as you run a soothing hand down his back. The warmth of your touch settles over him like a blanket, but after a few moments, he notices you havenât let go. The silence stretches, and his concern grows.
He pulls back just slightly, searching your face with quiet intensity. âAre you okay?â His voice is soft, careful, as though bracing for something serious.
You meet his eyes with a smile, your voice tender but full of affection. âIâm fine. I just⊠I love you. Iâm proud of everything you do. You work so hard, and I see all of it. I just wanted to be here, with you.â
A deep warmth spreads through Jamil at your words, the weight of the day almost forgotten as he pulls you back into him. This time, his hold is even tighter, more possessive, as if heâs afraid that if he lets go, this moment will vanish. His face buries itself into your neck, and he inhales deeply, breathing in the scent of youâyour presence, your comfort.
For once, he allows himself to fully sink into the embrace, no longer needing to wear his usual mask.
With you, he doesnât have to hold back his feelings. For the first time in what feels like forever, he lets his guard drop, the emotional wall heâs spent building his whole life crumbling in the warmth of your arms.
âI could stay like this forever,â he whispers, the words barely audible as he holds you close. His voice is thick with emotion, a mixture of tenderness and longing. âI never want to leave your side.â
In the comfort of your touch, Jamil realizes something. Heâs never felt more at peace, more cared for, than he does in this moment. He holds you tighter, savoring the feeling of being loved so deeply, so completely. No matter what happens, he knows this is where he belongsâin your arms, and with your heart.
Vil Schoenheit
Itâs been a long day, and by the time you reach Vil, all you want is to collapse into his arms. But before you can even speak, heâs already analyzing you, frowning at your slumped posture, the bags under your eyes, and the way you havenât had time to take care of yourself. "Did you eat today? Are you even sleeping? Honestly, I can'tâ"
And before he can finish his lecture, you launch yourself at him, wrapping your arms tightly around his neck.
He catches you with his usual elegance, barely flinching. His lips curl in that slight, amused way, but the concern in his eyes softens as you cling to him, not letting go.
"Darling, What's wrong?" he asks, his voice taking on a gentler tone as he instinctively pulls you closer. You can feel the smoothness of his coat beneath your fingers as you bury your face in his chest.
"I missed you," you murmur. "I'm just happy to see you. I love you. And I love that you worry about me."
Vilâs chest tightens at your words, a soft, almost imperceptible sigh escaping him. He gently strokes your back, the movement slow, deliberate. âYouâre something else,â he teases, his lips twitching, but thereâs warmth in his voice. âYou know you shouldâve eaten something, and yet here you are, throwing yourself at me.â
His hands remain on you, though, pulling you closer, stroking your back with a tenderness he rarely shows in public. He may pretend to be exasperated, but the way his fingers gently brush the length of your spine betrays his true feelings. Deep down, heâs touched by how much you put up with him.
"You should be scolded for your own good," he starts, but itâs a half-hearted attempt. Thereâs no real bite to his words this time. Instead, he just holds you tighter, deciding that, just for tonight, you donât need any more lectures.
âYouâll never be rid of me now,â he murmurs softly, his voice barely above a whisper. âAnd youâre welcome to lean on me, always.â
In the comfort of his embrace, you let go of the dayâs stress, finding peace in the warmth of his arms. Thereâs no need for anything else, just this moment, just him.
Idia Shroud
Idiaâs explaining the intricate details of a new strategy, his eyes wide with excitement. But then, suddenly, you set your controller down and throw yourself at him in an unexpected hug, effectively cutting off his speech. His hair flares a brilliant shade of pink as his brain momentarily glitches, clearly unsure of how to process what's happening.
And he is in full panic mode. His mind, always working a mile a minute, goes into overdrive trying to figure out what he did wrong, or if he's somehow messed things up.
âUhâare you okay?â he stammers, voice filled with concern but entirely thrown off by the situation. You donât answer with words, just a soft smile as you bury your face in his chest.
âI love you,â you whisper, âand youâre adorable.â
Heâs used to being alone, to being misunderstood, to retreating into his games and hiding from the world. But here you are, in his arms, embracing him for no reason other than that you love him.
Despite his anxious thoughts swirling, he awkwardly places his arms around you, his body stiff at first, unsure of what to do. It takes him a moment before he relaxes, and as he holds you, his mind starts to clear. All those fearsâof not being enough, or of being too muchâslowly fade away, replaced by something that feels warm and real.
You, who listen to him ramble about things no one else would care about. You, who understand when heâs not up for going out, who accept him as he is. He feels so undeserving of someone so kind, but at the same time, something deep inside him stirs. Itâs happiness. Itâs love.
His arms tighten around you as he buries his face into your hair, his heart racing with a mixture of overwhelming joy and disbelief. Heâll never understand why someone like you would choose him, but as long as youâre here, he wouldnât trade it for anything in the world.
Malleus Draconia
Malleus stands before you, holding the gargoyle he crafted with such care, the stone masterpiece shimmering in the soft light. "This is for you," he says softly, his voice full of pride. His eyes shine with the unspoken hope that youâll appreciate the effort.
Before he can say anything else, you wrap your arms around him, pulling him into a warm embrace. He freezes for a moment, unsure, before his own arms encircle you with surprising gentleness. Heâs always craved touch, but the depth of affection you offer fills him with awe.
The two of you stand there, the moment stretching on in comfortable silence, until Malleus pulls back slightly, his eyes searching your face. "Are you alright?" His voice holds a hint of concern.
You smile at him softly, your words simple but filled with a warmth he rarely hears: "You mean the world to me. I love you."
Malleus's breath catches in his throat, and before he can think, his arms tighten around you. He pulls you impossibly closer, as if afraid youâll slip away. His heart races as he feels the weight of your love, the pure acceptance and tenderness you give him. The loneliness heâs lived with for so long, the misunderstandings, the isolationânone of it matters now.
Heâs here with you. You see him, not as a prince or a fae of great power, but simply as Malleus. And that, more than anything, fills him with a kind of peace heâs never known.
Malleus buries his face in the crook of your neck, holding you tightly as if to make sure this moment doesnât slip away. "I will never forget this," he murmurs softly. "I will cherish you... forever."
In your embrace, he finds something he thought was impossibleâa sense of belonging. He smiles, feeling the warmth of your love seep into him, and he knows he is truly loved.
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Pocky Game
SUMMARY: How would they react if you asked them to play Pocky with you? Do they already know the game? How do they act while playing? And who is the first to finish the biscuit stick and kiss the other?
CHARACTERS: All NRC students (except Ortho)
TAGS: Fluff; GN Reader; Bullet Points;Â Kissing; suggestive?
WORD COUNT: An average of 310 words per character.
COMMENTS: I had this idea for some time but only now did I write it down. I don't know what else to tell to you other than: I hope you enjoy ð
CONTEXT: The Pocky game is a party game played with Pocky, a Japanese chocolate- or candy-coated biscuit snack. Two participants place the Pocky between them âLady and the Trampâ style, and try to be the last to hold onto the biscuit, often resulting in a kiss.
Since it's a game similar to the famous scene from "Lady and the Tramp" where they eat spaghetti, my headcanon is that this game exists in Twisted Wonderland.
How to play:
Pick a partner that you wouldn't mind kissing.
Face your partner and put a Pocky stick between you. Each partner takes an end of the Pocky stick in their mouth.
Each partner bites their end of the Pocky stick until their mouths meet in the middle. The first person to pull away loses!
Riddle has no idea what this game is, you'll have to explain it to him. âSo, if I understand correctly, you lose if you pull away and you win if you keep eating the biscuit stick. Very well. It sounds simple. But is there any purpose to the game? Is it some kind of endurance test?â You say, in a way, it can be seen like that. He smiles.âI see. Are there any other rules I should be aware of before we begin?â You say no, that you already explained everything.
You put the biscuit stick in your mouth and point the other side at him for him to bite. He does so and you begin the game. The closer he gets to your face the more he will blush. Until he starts having difficulty looking you in the eye and diverts his attention to the biscuit stick, which makes him make a cute face.
When there is only one bite left to finish the game, it is his turn and he pulls away. âW-wait!â The only times he gets redder than he already is is when he's angry, but of course this was not the case. âYou never said there was a possibility that neither of us would pull away. If we both continue eating the biscuit stick until the end, what happens? Because if we had continued...â He looks away, embarrassed.
You apologize because you thought finding out during the game would have been a fun surprise. But you didn't know he wouldn't like the idea of... kissing you.
âWhat? No, no! It's not that I don't like the idea, I actually really wish I had done it... it's just that... I didn't know that it was the objective and I didn't want to, you know, be ill-mannered in case you...â Then he gets slightly upset with you. âYou should have warned me! You lied to me when you said there were no more rules.â He smirks confidently. âIf you were a student of Heartslabyul, it would have been off with your head for this. But I will allow you to play again and if I consider the end of the game satisfactory, you will have my forgiveness.â
In the second round, even though it's his turn, he will stop and hesitate, he wants you to be the one to consent. So you take the last bite and kiss him. You feel his lips relax. And If you deepen the kiss, he will reciprocate and hug you, pulling you towards him by the waist.
Ace knows this game so well that it's not you who invites him to play, it's he who invites you. âYou also bought a box? Ha ha ha, we thought the same thing. That's a good sign.â He winks at you and smirks. âWhat box do we start with?â
While you play, he looks you in the eyes with a mischievous and provocative look, to see when you will chicken out and lose. The longer this takes, the more he will smile and the more smug his look will become. His face reminds you of a sly cat.
When there's only one bite left for your lips to meet, he stops, to let you choose whether to kiss him or give up and lose, while he looks you in the eyes defiantly.
If you finish the game and kiss him, his eyes will widen in surprise, but soon after that he will close his eyes and you will feel his lips form a triumphant smile. He place a hand on the back of your head to deepen the kiss.
He's the one who breaks the kiss with the most smug smile he's capable of. âWow, chill out. We still have a lot of biscuit stick to play with.â There is a pause in which you reply. âWhat do you mean I was more excited than you?!â He blushes. âLie! You were enjoying it as much as I was!... Wait! I mean...â He blushes even more. âYou know what, let's play again to find out.â He smirks again.
The name of the game is not unfamiliar to Deuce, but youâll have to remind him what kind of game it was. You explain the rules to him, that both players eat the biscuit stick from one side and the first one to pull away loses. âOkay, so whoever finishes the biscuit stick first wins?â He asks and you confirm.
âI see. So let's... wait! What happens if none of us pull away?â He asks innocently. You suggest that he finds it out while you play. And he trusts you, so he accepts the suggestion.
You put the biscuit stick in your mouth and point for him to bite the other side. He does so, and as your faces get closer he begins to blush.
As the two of you take bites, it seems to bring out his competitive side, causing him to pay more attention to his bites of the cookie than to the fact that he's getting so close to you.
He's the one who takes the last bite and kisses you. But he'll quickly jump away and start apologizing. âSorry, I didn't mean to- I mean I didn't think- expected-â He stammers, unable to finish a sentence and almost as red as when his Housewarden gets angry.
If he sees you looking sad or disappointed because it looks like he didn't want to kiss you, he'll immediately tell you that's not the case! Clumsily, and stumbling over his words.
âWait... that... that's what you wanted? T-To kiss me?â The poor boy is a little slow. But now that he's realized this, he's going to try to muster up all the confidence he can and suggest that you try it again. And if you take out another biscuit stick to play again he'll be like: "Ah, yes! Try again the game, yes. That... that's what I meant, hahaâ
Cater was the one who had the idea. And it was probably trending on Magicam. He will ask you to play in the cutest way that only he knows how to ask. âOh, you know this game too? So you can play with me right? Right, [Y/N]-chan~? You're not going to tell me that you've already played this with other people and you're not going to play it with me. You're going to make Cay-kun very sad, and a little jealy~.â
If you accept, he'll ask you if he can film you two playing. He promises not to post it on Magicam if you don't want him to, but the footage will be so cute that he'll at least want to keep it as a souvenir for himself. âPretty please~?â
He will play like it's any other game, while looking sweetly into your eyes. Yes, he is taking the opportunity to flirt with you. If you get embarrassed, even just a little bit, he'll find it super cute.
He will let you take the last bite and decide whether to kiss him or not, while he looks at you seductively as a way to convince you to kiss him.
If you do, you'll feel his lips form a smile as he deepens the kiss. One of his hands on top of one of yours and the other on your cheek.
After the kiss, he will stay very close to you, wanting to hug you and with his forehead touching yours, laughing. Like those couples on social media.
Trey recognizes the name. âIt's that game where two people eat the same biscuit stick until they meet in the middle, right?â He smiles awkwardly. âIsn't it usually played between crushes?â
If you answer yes in a way that makes him understand that that is exactly why you want to play with him, he'll give you that rare smirk of his, and chuckles. âOkay. I'll be happy to play with you.â
Even though he knows how the game works, he will let you have more control over the game. You'll take the first bite and he'll follow, as if the fun part for him was seeing you having fun and not the game itself.
He will be smiling sweetly the whole game, but when only the last bite is left, his smile turns into a smug as he looks into your eyes, and he kisses you, kindly and relaxedly. Then he'll pull away with that smug still on his face and he'll even lick his lip.
âWell, I guess we both won. That's what you wanted, right? Did I play well?â His expression is a mix of his gentle side with the rare cheeky side. âOh,you would like I hadn't pull away so soon? Sorry, I'm still getting used to the rules of the game. I don't mind playing it again if you want. It was fun. With or without the biscuit stick.â
Yes, Leona knows what game this is, and he will tease you for wanting to play it. âIsn't that a cubs's play? How cute.â he says lying in the botanical garden, as always. âAnd why are you asking me to play? Do I look like someone who plays these games?â
You take that as a no (or at least as a 'try to convince me') So you say that if he doesn't want to, you'll find someone else to play with. Points if you say something like: "Maybe Tsunotarou would like to play with me."
âOI! I never said no! But if you want, you'll have to play with me lying down, because I'm not going to get up to make you that favour.â
He just straightens his head, resting it against the base of a tree before you begin. He opens his mouth for you to put the biscuit stick in his mouth. The only thing he'll do is bite that whenever it's his turn.
At first, his expression is neutral, almost bored. But every time your face gets a little closer to his, a smug smile forms on his lips. In the last bite, not only is he smiling, he's looking you in the eyes like a greedy predator.
He takes the last bite, attacking you with a kiss. He's been standing still the whole game, so when he does that you almost get a jump scare. Just like felines preparing to attack.
But he doesn't just attack you with the kiss. At the same time he puts his hands on your waist and makes you lie underneath him.
He breaks the kiss for a moment and looks at you to see your reaction with the most smug smile on his face. âAs if this wasn't why you asked me to play with you. Now deal with the consequences.â
Jack doesn't know what game it is, but maybe he's heard the name somewhere. You'll have to explain it to him.
âOkay, it sounds like a simple game. And... You want to play it with me?â He says rubbing his neck. You say yes and if he wants too. âI... I think I donât mind.â He says wagging his tail.
If you insist on knowing if he is really sure he wants to play with you, he will stop beating around the bush and tell you bluntly: âYes. Yes, I would like to play it with you.â But blushing a liiittle bit.
You are the first one to put the biscuit stick in your mouth. He will follow you. He'll be flattered the whole game. He's never played a game so... intense for him.
Whenever your eyes meet, he looks away and his ears lower.
When there's only one bite left he'll stop and let you decide whether you want your lips to meet or not.
If you kiss him, his ears will immediately stand up straight! And if you don't pull away, he will relax, his ears will go back down, and heâll deepen the kiss.
And you might be surprised when that shy boy a minute ago, suddenly pulls you close to him by your waist and turns the kiss into a passionate one. His tail wagging like crazy, by the way.
And as suddenly as he brought you closer to him, he will pull away, embarrassed for having let himself be carried away.
He will start apologizing and if you want to keep the flame burning, the best option is to shut him up with another kiss. He will love that.
A game that involves eating? Sign Ruggie up! A game that involves sharing food? âHum... In that case I should have something else for the halves I let you eat.â He bargains with you.
You can try to dissuade him with something like: âBut it's just a silly game. And it's just a biscuit stick.â But he will respond with: âIt could even be a freshly picked dandelion, I don't play with food.â He's telling the truth, but trying to appear playful.
You suggest giving him the entire box if he plays with you once. But play the game the way it should be played, not finding a way to play around the rules just so he can keep the box. âShye hee hee. Don't worry, I have no reason to do that.â
You're the first one to put the biscuit stick in your mouth and wait for Ruggie to start eating the other side. But he looked at you and the cookie with a mischievous look, came closer, opened his mouth and... ATE ALMOST THE ENTIRE THING IN ONE BITE! Leaving you just one bite away from placing your lips against his and ending the game. His gaze was cutely mischievous.
If you finish the game and kiss him, he will hold it for a second just to see if you don't pull away. And when he realizes that you are enjoying the kiss, he will grab you by the waist and deepen the kiss. And there is only one way to describe his kiss: Greedy
Azul doesn't recognize the name of the game, but when you explain it to him he realizes it's a land version of one that exists under the sea. And he'll ask you if he can see the box.
He glances at the front, but then turns it over to see the ingredients list on the back. He's counting the calories, isn't he? You try telling him something like, âCome on, it's just a silly game. Just a little biscuit stick.â
But to your surprise, he starts talking about how a game can be a brilliant marketing strategy, to wonder if he could incorporate those biscuit stick into a dessert on the Mostro Lounge menu and whether the students would be interested. You ask for his attention again.
âIâm deeply sorry for wandering off in thoughts while you were talking to me, but I heard everything you said, don't worry. And since you just gave me an idea for a special new item on the Mostro Lounge menu, the least I can do is accept your invitation to play. That might teach me more about this product. And... that way weâll be even, correct?â He adjusts his glasses.
His confidence starts to slip as the game starts and he realizes how close your face is to his, and how close it will be by the end of the game. He tries his best to remain unmoved and maintain eye contact with you, but he can't stop the blush from appearing on his face.
When there's only one bite left, he stops so you can take the last one and decide whether the kiss happens or not.
If you do, you will feel the tension in his lips, but he will not break the kiss. And if you don't do it either, it will start to relax and deepen it. The tension turns into a smile and you feel his hands cupping your face.
Jade doesn't recognize the name of the game, and asks you if you could explain to him how to play and what it consists of. He recognizes the description as the land version of a game that also exists under the sea.
âAh yes, I believe I understood how this game works.â Then he gives you that deceptive smile he does when his true intentions are suspicious but hard to tell. âAnd you chose me to play it with you? Well, I'm honored. I'm more than eager to partake in this land activity with you of all people.â
You are the first one to put the biscuit stick in your mouth. He follows you with a calm smile. But the eyes, they're focused on yours, intensely.
He follows the instructions you explained at the beginning, imperturbably, as if he were truly just following the rules of a simple game. But that was just what he showed. From the look in his eyes you could tell there was much more behind this behaviour.
He always shows himself so passive that it almost came as a surprise to you when he took the last bite like an attacked to kiss you. But his eyes weren't completely closed, just half closed. As if he was observing you and studying you while enjoying the kiss.
And when you start to deepen the kiss, he pulls away, with a charming and dangerous smirk on his face. âIt seems that we ended the game in a draw. That is not usually a very exciting outcome, is it. Perhaps we should play another round. And perhaps... make up some new rules of our own. Wouldn't that be interesting?â
Floyd doesn't recognize the game by the name you said, but if your description makes it seem fun in some way, he'll agree to play with you. The problem is that it seems boring to him. It's just eating a cookie. What's so special about that?
You decide to reveal to him that the real reason people play it is to get a kiss from their crush at the end. This makes him smile mischievously. âAaaah~ So that's why you want to play with me, isn't it Koebi-chan~?â The smile becomes cute. âAnd what is my reward if I play?â
You say if he doesn't want to kiss you he can just not play. And he sulks. âEhh? That's not what I said. I want to know what I gain by playing.â He smirks. âBecause I don't need to play to get a kiss, do I?â He pauses for a moment to appreciate your reaction. His cute smile returns. âAh! I know, why don't you give me the box of biscuit stick as payment?â And then he says in that deep voice through the sinister smile. âYou're not going to play with anyone else, are you?â
If you accept he'll be like âYAY. Let's play then! :3â. You are the one who puts the biscuit stick in the mouth first and he follows with a relaxed look and smile. He follows the rules like you said, but it seems like he's more focused on you than the stick, as if he was amused watching your movements and reactions.
He leaves the last bite for you, watching you with mischievous eyes and an amused smile. If you take the last bite and kiss him, he won't move, not even return the kiss, to see how long you can hold out like that.
When you break the kiss disappointed he will say with a smirk: âAww, Why so sad? Wasn't it the win you wanted? I told you the game was boring.â He takes the box from your hand, and he wraps an arm around you to pull you close to him. âNow if you still want to make out, you should just do it you know? I'm in the mood so don't waste it.â
Kalim doesn't know what game it is but he accepts any invitation to play anything. He's like: âOf course I'll play with you! Hum... what game is that again?â And after you explain he will say with his big enthusiastic smile: âSounds fun! I know I can't accept food from other people, but it's you, even Jamil says it's okay accepting things from you. So how do we start?â
You are the one who puts the biscuit stick in your mouth and points it to the other end for Kalim to bite. He does so with a cute, innocent smile.
He seems to be having fun playing. When there is only one bite left to finish the game, it is his turn, and he ends the game giving you an extremely loving kiss. Like a smooch.
He breaks the kiss with a huge happy smile on his face. âHa ha! This is fun! Can we play again?â
He will make you play with him until the box is empty. And when he asks to play again and you say that the cookies are gone, he will say: âOw, I was having so much fun. You too? That's great! We should buy more. I'll pay for all of them.â
When you go to the Mystery Shop to buy more and Kalim discovers that there are several flavours, he will buy ALL OF THEM! All of the ones that Sam has? Yes, because Sam, somehow and at that moment, has ALL OF THEM THAT EXIST!
Jamil knows the game because he's heard of it, If not from schoolmates, then from his sister or something. âIsn't that the game where two people eat a biscuit stick to kiss at the end?â He says this with a neutral face, but then he makes that smug face, with one eyebrow raised. âAnd you want to play it with me? *chuckle* Fine. I don't see why not. I just have one question: Will you allow me to finish the game however I want?â
You say that as long as you follow the basic rules, he can end the game however he wants. âIn that case, don't forget that you were the one who allowed it.â He says.
You put the biscuit stick in your mouth, but before he bites the other side, he puts a finger on your chin to tilt it a little and only then bites the biscuit stick.
He plays the whole game with that cocky smile. This is one of those rare moments where he lets his cheeky side show.
When there's only one bite left, he lets you decide how the game ends. The moment you touch your lips to his he will grab you and pull you towards him to deepen the kiss in the blink of an eye. Like a snake biting its prey in a single moment.
And then, he breaks the kiss, licking his lips, and still with his arms around your waist. âYou're the one who said I could end it however I wanted as long as I followed the rules.â He says with a smirk and brings his lips closer to your ear. âI hope you haven't regret it.â
Yes, Vil knows this game. There was a time when it became very popular and he usually keeps up with those trends. Especially because sometimes they are incorporated into teen shows. âIf I ever participated in one of those scene? No. No offence to the genre but I prefer to participate in films and genres that are less... melodramatic. That and IF I were cast in one of those shows there would be little chance of me getting the love interest role. I am perfectly aware that Iâm more of a âmean girlâ type.â He says with a certain pride in both his voice and his face.
âAnd you want to play it with me?â He smirks charmingly. âMy dear, you and probably all my fans. I hope you know that if I accept, firstly what a privilege and honor it is, and secondly, that this must remain between us. *chuckle* Well, if you understand that, then perhaps I can give you that pleasure.â
He lets you be the first to put the biscuit stick in your mouth and extend the other side to him, inviting him to bite. He does so with elegance and as if he were following some kind of etiquette for that game that you didn't even know could exist. That and he even places his index finger and thumb on your chin to adjust your posture while playing.
When there's only one bite left, it's his turn. He closes his eyes and kisses you gently and delicately. He'll stay like that for a second before breaking the kiss, and lovely looking at you with a soft smile.
âI must admit it was more satisfying than I expected. Thank you for inviting me to play. I shall be the one inviting you next time.â
Epel's never heard of that game, mostly because he's never been interested in that kind of stuff. So you explain it to him. But he doesn't quite understand why that would be fun. âSo two people eat a biscuit stick from each side until someone pull away? But what if no one pull away-... wait... Don't tell me the goal is to kiss at the end!?â
When you confirm, his surprised expression begins to turn red. âA-and you want to play it... WITH ME?! No, it's not that I don't want to. I mean...! Hum... you just caught me off guard. But... yes, I... would like to play with you too.â He ends up agreeing with a sweet smile.
He starts playing a little shyly, but as you two take bites he starts to see it as a real game and his competitive side gives him confidence. So much so that when the last bite arrives and he takes it, kissing you, he only realizes it too late.
He quickly pulls away, blushing profusely! He stumbles over his words as he apologizes, because at the same time he also remembers that that was the intention of the game.
âEH! Wait! This is what you wanted, isn't it? Why am I apologizing? Oi! Are you laughing at me? Fine! Let's play again!â He gives you that confident smirk. âAnd this time, I'm not pulling away! I'm warning you!â
The second time you play he is definitely more confident. And he keeps his word, as soon as you kiss again, he doesn't pull away. His lips start out tense, but they relax as he forgets about the game and enjoys the kiss.
Of course Rook knows this game! A fun excuse for two lovebirds to kiss? How would he not know something like that? âOh, and would you like me to have the honor of being your playmate? Mais bien sûr, Trickster! It will be my greatest pleasure.â He smiles enthusiastically.
âMay I have the honours?â He asks, holding out his hand for you to hand him the box. He takes one of the biscuit stick and puts it in his mouth, inviting you to bite the other side and start the game.
He plays with a big âinnocentâ smile on his face. But eventually, as your faces get closer, his eyes change to that hunter's gaze.
When there's only one bite left for your lips to meet, he stops and lets you decide whether to take the last bite or pull away, while he fixes his intense gaze on you, observing you. Yes, he likes to hunt, but part of hunting is also setting traps and waiting for the prey to fall into them.
If you finish the game and kiss him, you will feel the smile he already had grow and the kiss becoming sweeter and more passionate. His hands cupping your face, him bringing his body closer to yours, and then one of the hands slowly leaving your face to end at your lower back.
When he finally releases your lips, he's looking at you with desire. âTrÚs bien Trickster. Your lips are sweeter than the chocolate in the biscuit stick.â He brings his lips closer to yours again. âAnd now, I so ache to taste that mixture of flavours again. Would you allow me to play this once more with you? There are some sensations I would like to introduce you to, as a token of my gratitude.â
Ooh, Idia knows very well what game you are talking about. Probably for the same reasons that you know it too. âDo you think you're in an Otome game or something?â He mocks you with that smug smile. âAnd even if you wanted to live that fantasy, why me?â he sulks. âDo you think I would be the only one to fall for this âcause of the games I play? That's a bit mean, don't you think? Or did the association of one thing with the other make you feel pity for me? I'm sure any student with good taste would love to play this with you, you don't need to invite me just because no one would do it with me.â
You tell him, in the form of a scolding, that you want to play with HIM! Not out of pity, but because you like him. And maybe, just maybe, you expressed it quite bluntly because of the adrenaline of being upset with him at the moment.
âY-y-you like me?! C'mon, why would you?â You two continue to argue until he says something like: âFINE! I'll play with you, but when you lose because you pull away at the first bite, don't blame me.â
He's the one who reaches into the box and takes out a biscuit stick to put in his mouth and points the other end at you with an almost annoyed look on his face. Which looks more like a pout.
You take a bite, he takes another and so on. As your faces get closer, to your surprise, he seems to become more confident. Do you really want to play? He'll show you how a game is won! The heat of competitiveness escalates because of the dangerous mix of stubbornness of the two involved.
When there's only one bite left, it's his turn, and he's already so heated up by the game that he finishes it as if he were making the final strick. Turning your kiss into a surprisingly passionate attack.
But only for a second, until he opened his eyes in disbelief and immediately pulled away with his hair bursting pink, and the paleness of his face contrasting with his blush.
âI-I-I warned you!â He sees you smiling, and his smugness strikes with full force. âOh! So you weren't just baiting, you really wanted it. Fine then. Next round! And this time I'm not going to chicken out in victory, you hear?â
Malleus is already beaming with joy that you invited him to something. The fact that it's a game only makes him even more excited. Even though he has no idea what game that is. You just explain the rules, that two people eat the same biscuit stick until someone pulls away and that person loses.
âI see. It seems like a simple game to play. But what happens if neither player pulls away?â You decide to respond with: âWhy don't we play to find out?â He laughs ans smirks. âFearless as ever, Child of Man. Are you truly not concerned about what might happen if you withhold information from me? Fu fu. Very well. We shall see how our game ends.â
You put the biscuit stick in your mouth and point the other side at him for him to bite. He does it with a loving smile, and tries to take bites the same size as yours. He doesn't want to cheat without knowing it.
When there's only one bite left to finish, he stops, not knowing what to do. So you're the one who ends the game and kisses him.
He is surprised, but doesn't break the kiss, instead he maintains it and deepens it. He carefully puts his arms around you to bring you even closer to him. And then brings one of his hands to your cheek. You can feel him controlling his strength to make sure he doesn't hurt you, even though he wants to hug you tighter.
He breaks the kiss unexpectedly. âI am not hurting you, am I?â He asks slightly concerned. âI am learning to control my strength, but I am afraid I might run the risk of burning you with my breathe.â You say you weren't feeling hot at all, or at least not that kind. âThat is other of my concerns. I may not hurt you at first, but if I let myself be carried away... I am not aware if the same thing happens to you, I hope so, but I feel the need to show you through actions like this how much I'm in love with you and that could be...â
You tell him that just as he learned to control his strength, he can learn to moderate other things. And perhaps the best way to do that is to continue training with you, little by little. Maybe with another round of that game?
Silver doesn't know this game, but if youâre willing to explain it to him he will be happy to play with you. You explain the rules except the part about what happens if neither player pulls away. But Silver doesn't remember to ask either and you start the game as soon as he understands the basic rules.
You put the biscuit stick in your mouth and point to the other end for him to bite. He does so and plays as you had explained to him, taking a bite whenever it is his turn. His expression remains the same throughout the game... as always.
When there is only one bite left he stops, confused about what he should do and looks at you, or rather, into your eyes, looking for a hint or something like that. And you decide to be the one to end the game and kiss him.
He is surprised, but does not pull away. He just stays like that the whole time you do. Even though his lips are relaxed, it's as if he simply accepts it and does you the favor of staying there.
You're the one who has to break the kiss, probably disappointed that it seems like he didn't reciprocate.
âWhat's wrong?â He asks, with the same neutral face as always. âYou look sad. Did I do something wrong while playing?â You explain to him, in your own way, that it seemed like the kiss was nothing to him, but he didn't pull away either, so you were confused.
âI failed to express myself again.â He says, now with a slightly disappointed expression. âI'm sorry. I... really enjoyed it.â He smiles for a second and then goes back to being disappointed with himself. âBut I didn't know what to do, so I just... let you lead, I think. I understand now that I should have taken some kind of initiative. We could play again if you could give me a second chance? Would you be willing to tutor me in how to express myself to you through a kiss?â He smiles at you again. âI would be very grateful.â
Sebek doesn't even know what game you're talking about and he's already complaining about you wanting to play a silly game with him. But fine, he lets you at least explain the game and the rules.
âJust as I thought, a foolish human game. And it is not even productive as a sport to train the body or an intellectual one to train the brain. Why would I waste something as precious as time playing something like that with you? The game is simply two people eating a biscuit to see who can finish it the fastest. FOOLISH!â
You opened your mouth to correct him and say that that wasn't really the goal, but thinking about it, maybe it was a fun way to convince him to play. So you choose to insinuate that he is so slow at eating that he wouldn't be able to beat a mere human in such a competition.
âWHAT?! You believe you're up to my standards in any kind of physical competition? HA! That's what we're going to see, human.â He says smugly. âPass me one of those biscuit stick, if you please.â
He's the first one to put the biscuit in his mouth, and he even crosses his arms looking at you with a defiant and cocky look.
You start playing, and quickly, without him noticing in time, he kisses you. But only for like half a second before pulling away in the blink of an eye. âAH! YOU DECEIVED ME!â He says with a serious and offended look but a blush on his face. âThis is not a game, it's a trap! AND I FELL FOR IT!â
You ask if he didn't like it, and his blush only deepens. âTh-those weren't my words! Do not distort my speech!â So you ask, with a smirk, if he would play with you one more time. âVery well! We shall play again.â He smirks too. â And this time I will not pull away! Be warned, human!â
As incredible as it may seem, Lilia doesn't know this game well, but he has heard of it. This is a recent thing for very young people, and as that phase of his life had already passed and Silver was never interested in those things, he ended up never having the opportunity to get to know the game.
You see his eyes light up with amusement and interest as you explain the game. âKhee hee hee, sounds like a simple but fun game.â Then, he smirk with a sly look. âI wonder what happens if neither of us pulls away. I assume you were inviting me to play because you are also interested in finding out? Fu fu. Let's play then. Will you do the honours?â
You put the biscuit stick in your mouth and Lilia bites the other side. He plays with a cute expression rather than a smug one, probably to make you more comfortable and confident playing. His red gaze can be too penetrating, at least for the first round of the game.
When there is only one bite left to finish, he stops, even if itâs his turn. He wants you to be the one to decide how the game ends.
You take the last bite and kiss him. And now you can feel from his lips that his cute expression has given way to smugness again. He cups your face and deepens the kiss. He is surprisingly (or not) very skilful, so much so that if the kiss were a dance he would certainly be the one guiding it.
And he's the one who breaks the kiss, gently, and gives you a cute smile. âI know I'm irresistible, but let us save some energy for the next rounds, shall we? How many biscuit stick are in the box?â
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JUST A PECK.
kissing their forehead bcs they deserve it :(
dated: 26th march 2024.
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Housewardens having a meeting: .....
Riddle: I was first, so-
Leona: So? I have Cheka.
Idia: So? I have anime and Ortho.
Azul: Well it's no surprise she's fond of those two. I, however, can offer her a stable life-
Kalim: So can I! I'll spoil her in riches!
Vil: What do you potatoes know about spoiling? I will polish and keep my dear apple at her finest beauty!
Malleus: *Resting on Y/n's lap because he wasn't invited to the meeting* Mineâ€
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