#vio naphiet

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Summary: Danger only continues to climb, leaving behind more and more scars and injuries that you have just gotten almost numb to. But, of course, your friends have to react to it, because they care too much.

(Yaaaaay I got all the main requests out! Now I just have the Fish's Eye to get through. Eventually. I will be opening up the inbox for all requests at some point. Keep an eye out for that! Also hehehe, my OCs! I swear, I do care about them!)

Just when you think things are fading, that the scars and old injuries on your body were receding, something always comes around to mess you up all over again.

It really feels like you’re getting used to risking your life for the sake of saving people. In your mind, they’re your dumbass friends, but you really can’t call them that when you’re over here being a bigger idiot than any of them.

You don’t have magic, and magic refuses to heal you in the way it does others. But you go on anyway, letting your legs take you forward to grab another reached out hand, another knocked out body, and shield another person caught unawares.

You stopped keeping track how many bones you’ve fractured, how many scars you’ve gained, how nerves you’ve damaged.

You’ve almost learned to live with it, but, as always, you can’t really keep to that state of mind.

Not with all these students reminding you every so often.

“I don’t understand how you can forgive them,” Valenio hovered by the doorway, clearly intending on following right behind you as some sort of moral support. “After all that, I feel uneasy even being in the same room as any of those housewardens.”

As if those same housewardens also don’t feel uneasy whenever you’re in the same room. You’re not some taboo subject that shouldn’t be seen or touched.

Valenio means well, you know that, but it irritates you all the same.

“Don’t think about it too deeply, buddy,” you sighed out as you walked past him, “It’s a mess, but I can handle it. Just, focus on your own things, ‘kay?”

Antas was… more direct about it.

“Simply put, those pixies of yours wouldn’t stop filling my ears with their bell-like voices,” Antas waved about, as if they were still ringing in his ears, “Injuries and scars such as this are rare, you know. They think your body is giving up on you, that you’re on your last legs.”

Ah, that explains the stacks upon stacks of berries, tiny potion jars and other get-well commodities you’ve seen being left on your window as of late. But, even with that truth of those pixies concern, it’s easy to see that this was just an excuse to stretch out his own brand of concerned.

“Yeah yeah, don’t pay it too much mind,” you’re trying to keep it out of yours in the first place, even through all the occasional pain and itching, “If I’m actually dying, you’ll know about it.”

Tul’Veith is gentle to you, infuriatingly so, whenever you two meet up. He was already straining himself worrying over his body and studies, and here he was, constantly struggling to bring you more potions just to help you out.

“It took me a little bit, but I managed to get my hands on some amazing ingredients. Uh, here, this one should help with pain.”

And, you have to push it back to him. You know he’s not telling you the whole truth. He pulled from his own treasures that he used on himself, to help his own ailing body.

If you let Tul’Veith start with this worrying, he’ll never stop. And you’ll get distracted, and probably even think that you need this and drain him of everything he has.

“It’s fine. I’ll figure it out myself how to deal with it.”

Just, he really needs to stop.

And Vio, he seethes. Well, he’s always seething against something, like the whole world has somehow wronged him in every way it can think of. But, when you’re around, it seems as though it gets deeper, more sour.

He bites into his lips until they start to bleed, and he tugs at his hair until it’s out of its ponytail and is just a curly mess.

“Sorry, I didn’t sleep well at all.”

But, he doesn’t point anything out. He trudges on and at least pretends to have a normal day, coming up with every excuse to explain his mood rather than blow up in your face about your recklessness, and blow up at everyone else that gave you these scars.

You leave him alone, because as much as you appreciate him not saying anything, you don’t want any part of his mood.

Cheridal’s been persistent. He comes over to your dorm more and more, often taking up task that are generally tedious to do, like cleaning your forks and spoons to a mirror shine.

“Really? Nothing to talk about or say? No anger or resentment to speak of?” Cheridal asked as he wiped away every drop of water from your utensils before putting it in its proper drawer.

“Stop fishing, Cheridal,” you flicked water at him, almost cringing when your rubber gloves slipped down your arm, but you tugged it back with your teeth, “I don’t hate anyone. I don’t need anyone to take revenge for me.”

“Just, saying, the offer is still open.”

So he says, like he wasn’t eager to correct a perceived injustice. Your feelings are more than enough to get him to act, doesn’t really care if everyone else did something wrong or not.

You won’t let something like the state of your body be the reason you hate anyone. This was just the result of your actions. A reminder that not even magic would be able to save you if you do anything too stupid.

Whatever happens, you’ll be sure to face it as best you can.

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Wait can you do a dynamic explanation for how your oc acts with us(Yuu)?

Depends honestly, cause I have Eldritch Prefect, the Caretaker, the Janitor and the Regular Prefect to think about, buuuut since I don't want the post to get too long, Imma talk about the OC's in the house pet au.

For the Caretaker, Antas is another pet, but one that ran away from his owner after he attacked her live on television. Usually, driders such as he are considered to be dangerous pests, so when they show behavior such as that, they'd be put down without hesitation. Basically, he's a mini drider that wanders from house to house, hoping to find a cool little corner to spin his web in and rest. He does not look good, all malnourished and dehydrated since he does not know how to hunt for himself. But, of course, the Caretaker eventually finds him around in their garden and they have to take him in. He had to be in isolation for quite a bit cause he did not relax around the other pets. He needed to have small bits of exposure, over time until he eventually comes out of his shell. And man did he. His spider half started getting more and more vibrant until eventually they started to bloom in some colorful lilac butterfly scales on his abdomen with a stain-glass like pattern. But yeah, he very much ends up attached to the Caretaker at the hip. Would try to crawl up their leg and onto their shoulder. Sometimes will hide in high places and jump right on their head. He's a quiet little thing, but the little shakes of his limbs tell all of his happiness. He can still fit on your hand, just so you know.

Valenio in the house pet au is another pet that managed to escape his kidnappers. He's never had an owner but he did have a friend that he liked to visit cause they fed him all sorts of weird foods he's never find in the deepsea. He had a lot of little guppies following him around, hiding in his very long trails of frills and fins. He doesn't look that different from his regular au self, just vastly smaller. Though, he is the length of your leg. He is big, though not as heavy as you might think. His little human torso, you can grab with one hand, but just barely. But, anyways, Caretaker was having a beach day but had to cut it short when they found a beached Valenio, very much heavily injured with all the little guppies trying to keep hiding in what was left of his fins. At home, Valenio has a tank all to himself. It's a huge tank as well, almost reaching the ceiling. You need a ladder to reach but it's all fine. Caretaker did try to take him back to the sea, but nope, Valenio is staying planted in the tank. He likes it. You can't move him. Just you try. Much like the other pets, he's not the smartest. He tried to get the Caretaker in the tank with him, cause he didn't know they couldn't breathe underwater. Also, despite the large size of his tank, it's the easiest thing to clean cause he goes out of his way to help you out. Though he does have a meticulous system that you have to follow or he will give you the silent treatment.

Oh and the guppies are weird little things. They're these shapeless forms of ink, they tend to take on the form of clione but sometimes they look like jellyfish. Either way, it's a sentient thing that hide within the fins and frills of Valenio. They're not a hazard, nor does it bother him.

Vio is a another human, a brat of a human fae, but a human nonetheless. He's attending the college nearby and is trying to expand his social network in order to make something of himself and his family. To that point, he actually does, initially, look down on the existence of the Caretaker since all he's heard about them is that they're a shut-in that everyone else spoils. So, to his eyes, the Caretaker is a leech. Basically, he's rather ignorant of the plight of the Caretaker cause he has tunnel vision on his own goals. He has magic, so the job industry and the education system treats him as well. Vio has his own troubles to deal with, so he sees his efforts and his well treatment as a result of all his hard work rather than it being something he was always going to get. He will get humbled when he sees the stacks and stacks of rejection letters on the Caretaker's shelf.

Cheridal is a red sea snake that has taken up home in a little ice cream shop by the sea. His owners really do love him to death, but they can't be with him all the time, so they arranged for him to be staying with the Caretaker whenever winter rolls around. His owners don't live near here and they're hesitant on taking him with them as they don't want him to be too far from home. Cheridal is actually smaller than Jamil, thinner too, but that doesn't stop him from play fighting with all the pets. Hell, he'll even play fight with the Caretaker. He'll beat them one day, he swears! He really has too much energy, so when he's not wrestling, he's usually swimming in the pond outside. If the Caretaker is not looking, he will try to sneak into the freezer for any frozen treats that might be in there. He's a weird creature. He likes to take an ice cube, toss it to the floor and skid it across the floor and chase after it.

And Tul'Veith. He's another pet, a ghostly looking immortal jellyfish. His upper body is human, the rest below is the jellyfish, but all of him is slightly see through. You can see his bones. Anyways, Tul'Veith is very much a sickly little thing that was not taken care of right with his previous owner. The novelty of owning a unique pet wore off so that owner tied him up in a bag and threw him in a river. And, luckily, the Caretaker found them while they were on their hike. By the time the Caretaker took him to the vet, he had already started regressing back into a polyp. So, all the Caretaker could do was place him in a quarantine tank and wait for him to grow. And grow he did. Into the tiniest of baby pets. Here's the start of a new life for Tul'Veith, the strange little creature that still, somehow, remembers everything. He'll be staying here for a bit. Tul'Veith is very much loving despite all that he went through. Out of all the pets, this one has to be the most well behaved, but is also the kind that doesn't have much regard for the state of his body. He gets injured oh so easily and he knows it, but it doesn't stop him from playing around with the other pets when he can. He actually weirds a lot of the other pets out cause they're not used to someone as small as he. They look at him and register a baby, but he does not act like one at all, so they take caution and tend to just, distance themselves. Seriously, he's like the size of your pinky. He's tiny.

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If all your OCs were yandere for us(Yuu/reader) at the same time how would they act?

Would they find out about how the others feel? Would they be okay with them? Would they change their behavior with us because of the other competition?

(sorry for the many questions I just wanted to give a general idea)

Have a good day 🥰 love the OC content

Let's see let's see.

Antas as a yandere...oh boy...okay, so since I already established the fact that he can disguise himself as anyone he sees, he would probably try and see all side of your personality via pretending to be your friends. And if he spots anyone that may or may not fancy you, he will take on their faces and do something that will ruin their reputation in both the eyes of NRC and yours. However, I would imagine that somehow or another, you end up being able to recognize him no matter the face he wears, which gets to him, both that he likes it and is also afraid of whatever substance you may see underneath it all.

Valenio as a yandere is just, a silent guardian. With the development of the obsession though, the call of the deep sea is much stronger than ever, until eventually he ends up embodying many of it's aspects, leaving only his obsession behind. So, he loses interest in his research, he's no longer as strict on taking his potions and medicine. All he wants to do now is just, go home. He wants to drag you to the bottom of the sea with him, where he will sing a lullaby for all to hear. But, of course, he doesn't. He wants you to take his hand, but he also enjoys your presence too much to do so.

Tul'Veith, aware of his very weak, very bulliable state, plays it up to very masochistic levels. Deliberately fabricates situations where he gets hurt and humiliated so you can come swoop in and save him. When attention is lost, he will tear up or start to sniffle. Probably at some point or another starts to refer to you as his god. Years of existing and reincarnating has chipped away at so much of his pride that he's on his knees to never be forgotten. He hates looking like a fool but he fears the same fate that all of his siblings have met. So your attention is very much something he feels he needs to live.

Vio is...a prideful brat. His mind is doing circles, always focusing on your presence but he denies it to death that he wants anything to do with you. No matter how many hours he spends thinking about you, no matter how his body responds, he is in denial of it all. If anything, he starts snapping and just, being a not so good person. However when you had enough and command him to shut up, heat shoots up his spine and basically becomes meek. Vio basically discovers he likes being put in his place and both hates and loves it.

And Cheridal is a pleaser. The kind of guy to drape himself on you when he can, gives you very expensive things that you have clue where he got but it's yours anyway. And gives you a coupon for whatever sweet treat you want from his parents shop. He catches anyone talking shit about you? He will beat them to unconsciousness and present their bodies to you. Basically something of a guard dog. Is tame for the most part, but will froth at the mouth if he even so much as suspects someone did something to you.

Antas is surprisingly okay with the presence of other yanderes, not in the sense that they can have you but in the sense that they're very useful tools to keep the other riff-raff away from hurting you. Their loyalty is something he can put trust in, but the ones he does see as a threat would have to be Valenio and Tul'Veith. Valenio because he's the younger step-brother of someone he knows, and Tul'Veith because he uses his frail deposition as a weapon. Cheridal is easy to keep busy, all he has to do is let a rumor rise about you getting bullied and he's on the hunt. And Vio...yeah he's the son of a failing noble house, it won't be hard to pile on even more shame onto him.

Valenio only registers the others as mosquitos. People that he can swat aside with little to no issue, and for the most part, he can. Whatever you want, he will follow, so if you want to hang out with the others, he won't mind, but he will make sure that they don't step out of line and try and take his place as the favored one. So, Cheridal and Tul'Veith really do annoy him because of their overly attached behavior. He doesn't mind Antas, mostly because there are aspects of himself that he hates so much he'd rather hide from you for all eternity behind others faces.

Tul'Veith is another possessive one, but keeps it under wraps as he needs to seem harmless. He's uh, he's rather extreme though and will probably break his arms or legs just so you have to look after him.

And Vio continues to be a brat. Hates that he thinks about you all the time but also hates when others are spending all this time with you. Again, it's easy to put him in his place.

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which of your ocs like hugs?

Hohohohohooho it got long. Short answer: all of them do! Long answer...

Antas is the kind of guy that actually has more trouble receiving hugs than giving them. Gets all stiff and uncomfortable but does not have the will to shrug it off cause that man has not been touched sincerely since...ever. He's so touch starved that it's borderline uncomfortable for him to fulfill that need but gives in nonetheless with a very, veeery delicate silence. Hugging him makes him feel fragile. It's easy to see, in just the slight curl of his back. Whenever he's in front of the camera, that part of himself he buries deep, so he has no problem whatsoever, but off camera he recedes and keeps a distance, a polite distance that tends to keep anyone from getting too close.

Vio will put up resistance cause he's so used to his family smothering him with love to make up for the fact they're falling on hard times. He's the kind of man that sputters and says he doesn't need it cause his brain interprets hugs as a sort of pity gift and it makes him reflect on his own self worth. That being said, I say he fights but he never runs far from a hug. He give up eventually and just, lifts his arms in defeat and lets the hug happen. He can say all he wants how he doesn't need to be coddled or need hugs but at the end of the day, he likes being spoiled no matter how he pouts. Now giving hugs? Yeah good luck getting him to do that. (It's actually real easy, just look a bit sad and he'll do it cause he sucks with words.)

Tul'Veith, man that man's hugs will never fail to make anyone feel like a baby being carried by a saint. Even so, he doesn't give hugs often cause he always doubts if they're good or not. Considering that, with how much time has passed since his siblings went away from this existence, Tul'Veith often doubts if he should cling to this place at all, that if he should allow himself to continue to call himself Tul'Veith rather than the Shiloh? That being said, even though he feels as though his being and old self are being chipped down to nothing, old habits shine through. Through giving hugs. He can't help but indulge in the need to protect something, to watch over. That's what giving hugs feels like to him. And receiving hugs actually scared him for a bit, but then allows it once he drives away the doubts in his head. Hugging is nice, but to receive a hug feels nice too, as though the cat you've been comforting has finally decided to return a gentle favor.

Ah Valenio. Honestly is pretty neutral about hugs but when he has a bond with someone, be it a friend or lover, he always thinks about how those arms might not be able to wrap about him one day. He's still affected by his curse, however slow, and being someone whom the deep seas want back, it's only a matter of time before he grows too big and the call becomes too much. So, the wrapping of someones arms around him helps him enjoy the fact that he's here in this moment. That someone here, living and breathing and not at all a remnant expressing itself as the abyss deep below cares for him and his safety. So, when he gives hugs, they're pretty tight and snug, but not enough to suffocate anyone.

Cheridal's hugs are always casual and he gives them freely. Did well on a test? You get a hug! You won a sports match? You get a hug! That being said, they're always quick and brief before they get too awkward. He really just gives off strong punkish bro vibes. All those piercing on his ears and the one on his tongue certainly don't help, though doesn't make it a habit to always wear them unless he knows he need to intimidate someone. That being said, if anyone gives him surprise hugs, prepare for a wrestling match. You just challenged him! At least, that's how it was back at home. Surprise hugs = wrestling challenge! He won't always win, but knows to take the loss with grace.

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I'm the anon that asked for a list of drabbles for your ocs the other night, and if asks for ocs are still open; I'd like to ask who is a cat lover and who is a cat hater and why?

Antas claims he hates cats but he has this one elderly cat that he adopted that pretends to hate him. Anytime Antas has guests, the elderly cat will sit in their lap and just, glares at Antas like she's saying "you fuck up, and I'm going home with this person," and Antas just, glares back cause how dare you give him attitude when he feeds and cleans after you. But when he's gone for just the slightest bit too long, the elderly cat will climb onto his lap and will complain if he moves. And then she jumps off and it's back to her prickly attitude again.

Valenio is a cat lover. Loves those purring creatures and they love him just the same. Back when he first was getting adjusted to the land, he would have real bad chronic pain in his lower back and legs, so he would have to sit or lay down for long periods of time, which led to all sorts of cats just, deciding that he's their bed now. All the little fish under the sea would avoid him, so to see creatures actually want to interact with him had him falling in love.

Vio has a cat back home that's the designated home greeter. He's a cat that unfortunately outlived the previous butler so now this cat has essentially taken that butlers place. Vio loves that cat, though he would say he's a cat person.

Tul'Veith is neutral on the subject, as he's never interacted with a cat but if he does, he would likely learn to love them. Until his body decides to develop allergies at cat dander.

Cheridal doesn't hate cats but is very conscious of all the fur they leave behind. Likes interacting with cats well enough but can't see himself every adopting one unless he sees a pitiful one off the street and he has to feed it. While he won't permanently be keeping the cat, he ends up doing this whole foster care thing. He finds a cat, feeds it, gets it clean and get it all it's shots and surgeries, and then adopts them out to others.

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out of all your ocs, who do you think you'd get along with the most irl?

Let's see, out of all the ones I'd get along with, it's definitely be Tul'Veith and Cheridal. Cheridal is just a nice hype man to have around who celebrates even the smallest of victories, however trivial. That and he's the kind that goes and adopts introverts such as myself but in such a way that doesn't feel like he's inserting himself into your life. He comes and goes as he pleases and it's a nice kind of friendship where you don't have to worry about keeping up appearances. Each interaction is kept brief and slowly starts climbing up over time until eventually, whoops you're his casual friend now. He will now fight to defend your honor.

And Tul'Veith, his soft demeanor is so delicate that no matter how weak you may be, you still worry that you'll somehow scare him, which, by association, makes me take up the "brave" mode. You know, the kind of feeling you get when your friend is an even more socially anxious mess than you are and asks you a favor and suddenly you get the ability to do the thing your anxiety was saying no to? Yeah, he gets the feeling from me.

Valenio is very much a minding his own business kind of man that never has much room for lingering with anyone. In fact, he hates wasting time so I can't see myself ever approaching him as I too value my own time too much. As soon as class is out, he speed walks to his next class or his place of research. Busy busy. I leave him be.

Antas is polite, but in such a distant way that you can tell he's not intending on getting anywhere closer than friends. Just small brief chats that play out like a script rather than out of actual interest, and we all have experienced talking with people who clearly are talking out of social obligation rather than their own volition.

And Vio is just a prickly punk. Almost snobbish and I'm not about to poke that. Definitely not scary, he radiates this aura of someone who will make messes because of how easy it is to rile him up. His temper gets the best of him and that's not my problem to solve.

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Vio 1

Summary: Vio’s unable to sleep. Nightmares have been plaguing his head for far too long, ruining his focus, ruining his hard earned looks. He goes to soak a hot towel on his head to hopefully alleviate a headache, but instead found you with his roommate.

(Eldritch AU time! It’s been a bit and I was in a horror mood. Vio’s not an important OC honestly, not even that well developed. He’s just someone I made to be scared of the Prefect cause he saw something he probably shouldn’t have. But, since no official characters show up, I had to make the title of drabble about him. Oh well, enjoy the horror experience!)

The sleeping pills that Vio has been using since the start of his headaches no longer work. There was a temptation to take more than what’s safe just to get his full beauty sleep, to keep the nightmares away, but he knows it’ll kill him.

And so he walked down the hall, guiding himself along the wall so he doesn’t fall, making his way to the bathroom just to put a hot towel on his head, when he saw you, the guest, in the lounge. With his roommate laying face first on the sofa.

Like an egg cracked in the middle. Something poured his roommate’s head, seeping out with the weight of black smoke, but fluid as the ocean. It collected in your hands, never straying too far from your fingers, as though you were holding a precious treasure.

As though a monster holding a most delicate dinner.

Vio violently recoiled away, slamming his hand over his mouth to keep quiet, the skin of head tightening up, his brain refusing to stop its painful throbbing. As though the pain itself yearned to be closer to you. Even as his eyes blurred with the near migraine, Vio couldn’t deny the call of his curiosity.

He peeked over just as you sank your fingers into the writhing mass, a plastic smile on your face as you gentle pulled that, mass of black matter apart. It flowed over your fingers, never listening to the pull of gravity, only obeying your laws, as the black matter seemed to follow whatever rhythm you were conducting.

At the center of it all, was a soft silver string. Delicate, beckoning to whoever lay eyes on it to pick it up, admire it, and spin it into a pattern you’d love. Only then did your smile become real.

You reach it, the string retreating just a bit, but you managed to pinch it. You pulled, harshly, so far above your body that it snapped. Like beautiful piano wire. The snap made a noise, a music note, high, thin, reedy. Like a scream. And Vio’s roommate’s body gave a hard flinch, but he still stayed lax, his hand fell to the floor, fingers skimming the tile.

Vio needed to get help. He had to get up and inform Housewarden Vil, Rook, somebody to get this monster out of this place but…his head…it refused to even complete those thoughts. Sharp needle-like pain laced through every cell in his brain. He can’t keep the tears at bay, the pain was too much, but he had to get up. He can’t just, sit there and let that monster crack his head open and snap whatever is in it.

But the monster found him. You found him there, sitting against the wall, almost writhing in pain. All his lungs could give was a garbled whimper of fear.

You haven’t stopped smiling.

Vio tried to push himself away, but all he could do was pathetically crumple to the ground, violet curls sticking to his sweat-filled forehead.

“Ah, you as well?” The beat to your steps, the impeccable balance and lightness to you cannot possibly be produced by any force of gravity. You stood before Vio, but you were nothing more than a smear in his blurry vision. Even so, the moonlight doesn’t reflect off your skin the way it should on human skin, “Hold still a moment. All will be well soon. You’ll get nice dreams soon enough.”

You reached out, then sank your fingers into his head.

Vio woke up in his bed, sweat gone, headache gone, feeling completely refreshed. There was no weight to his skull, no tiredness inside his bones, and the nightmares that have been plaguing him for months are gone as well.

He shot up from bed, frantically looking room to room until he saw his roommate in his bed, snoring the morning away. Breathing, fingers twitching in deep sleep, no smoke or silver string to be found. He’s alive. And Vio’s alive as well.

A nightmare. He thought. Yes, yes, another nightmare.

He knows that’s not true but…it was better to believe this, no matter how fake. He has to pretend. Vio doesn’t know the reason why you decided to spare him and his roommate, or what you were even doing, but he knows well enough he can’t anger you. If he pretends, then maybe you’ll pretend as well?

And maybe give pity and give an answer one day? No, likely not.

Let’s just, start the day. If, if that Prefect approaches…No, stop that. Get dressed, put on your makeup and get through the day!

But still, Vio found it strange that his head didn’t hurt in the least. It’s normal now, lighter than it has in years. He hopes this continues.

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OC Index

Heartslabyul

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Savanaclaw

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Octavinelle

Cheridal Swirl

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Scarabia

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Pomefiore

Antas M. Agoria

(Eldritch AU) Summary: Antas performs play after play to an ever listening, ever awake and grinning audience. He is the only actor, but these scripts he’s written were made for you.

(Janitor AU) Summary: Divus told you to look for a student that skipped his remedial class by the name of Antas M. Agoria. You know nothing of this man other than his face and general personality. Why would Divus ask you, the janitor, to look for a student instead of an actual classmate? Because you had a knack for finding the hidden and disguised.

Vio Naphiet

(Eldritch AU) Summary: Vio’s unable to sleep. Nightmares have been plaguing his head for far too long, ruining his focus, ruining his hard earned looks. He goes to soak a hot towel on his head to hopefully alleviate a headache, but instead found you with his roommate.

Ignihyde

Valenio Mara (Goliath)

(Yandere) Summary: During the days when his curse doesn’t flare up, when he can properly think without being consumed by this never ending hunger, Valenio likes to sit next to you, no matter the annoyances. Doesn’t matter if people stare at him, just as long as they know his place next to you cannot be challenged.

(Yandere) Summary: Pity goes to the fool who was found, bound to one of the Great Seven statues. He’s a student, of that many can be sure, but had almost nothing to him. No magic pen, no identification. Even his clothes, save for his underwear, were missing. Valenio passes by with you without much care.

(Yandere) Summary: Valenio has a gift to give, but is unsure if it’s good enough.

Summary: “Eat it. Crunch it. Swallow it whole. It is your cure. It is your gift.” Valenio refuses to listen. He won’t eat his brother’s last gift. He will not consume this coral-like horn Rahkan cut off for him.

Diasomnia

Tul'Veith

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Antas and Valenio

Summary: You set off into the woods simply for the fun traveling. Valenio follows because he wants to pick a specific flower for his upcoming opera performance. And Antas tags along presumably for the sake of keeping you company.

OCs

(Janitor AU) Summary: Danger only continues to climb, leaving behind more and more scars and injuries that you have just gotten almost numb to. But, of course, your friends have to react to it, because they care too much.