#well see him in octavinelle

[olivia-anderson-fanfic]

Staying up late with you, RPG (2)

Summary: Kuroki Yuuya, Enma Yuuken, and Asaka Yuuki all find themselves dragged into their favorite piece of media. They're all… coping. If you can call it that.

Pt 1

Enma Yuuken wasn’t really the kind of guy to read manga. 

He had only picked up Twisted Wonderland one day because he’d had nothing else to do. He had rolled his eyes at the MC, a bright-eyed boy who had just gotten into Night Raven College, only for things to go wrong before he had even been sorted into his dorm. A monster, named Grim, was spouting about how he was going to roast the MC alive and take his clothes so he could enroll in the school in his place.

And then he had.

From then on, the manga followed the monster and his adventures through Night Raven College – dealing with people looking down on him because of his status as a monster, making friends despite his more prickly nature, shenanigans as Grim struggled to hide the truth about his ‘enrollment’ situation, and disastrous Overblots alike.

It was a good twist, and it immediately had him hooked. He found himself checking the shop once a day just in case they happened to get the newest issue early.

It was a good twist… until he was the one who had tumbled out of the coffin, who stared up at Grim, who had to see the flames puffing from the monster’s mouth with every word.

And the flames were hot, he could feel them lapping at his shoes, threatening to fuse the rubber soles to his feet. Which meant this wasn’t a dream, and that he was going to die.

But then the girl simply left.

Apparently, that was an option.

One that Enma took without hesitation.

Now, Yuuken-san, you might say, isn’t it wrong to leave that poor guy to die?

And he would respond with yeah, probably. Even if the ‘main character’ had been doomed to die from the start, he probably should have tried to help the poor guy, but… he hadn’t been able to think of a way to do that. If all of them were to leave, Grim would surely follow. The guy in the original novel hadn’t been able to reason with the monster, and Enma doubted that anyone could, and he didn’t want to die...

So, yeah, he would have to live with the fact that he had run away and let someone else get burned alive in his stead.

Sure, it wasn't like he had a choice, that guy was destined to die, but that didn't mean he couldn't feel a little bit bad about it.

Unless he simply didn’t process it. Which was kind of what he was hoping for.

It was easier to not process things when he was currently panicking about what to do. He would need to find a way to get into the group heading to the ceremony, because that would be the only way to track the people on campus and make sure that he wouldn’t get spotted, but there really wasn’t a way to do that inconspicuously…

Wait a minute.

He waited in a hallway until the group was just about to pass, and then stumbled his way into line hastily. “I’m here, I’m here,” Enma mumbled, tugging on the front of his hood, trying to cover his face, as if he were merely embarrassed.

No, he was trying to hide the fact that no one had ever seen his face before.

And he was embarrassed. He was a man of many talents, what could he say?

His ruse worked. No one spared him a second glance. Outside of the many second glances thrown his way by amused onlookers, of course, but at least no one was suspicious.

Some of the tension drained from his shoulders. Okay, he was safe.

He would still need to figure out how to stay alive in this strange new world – he had an idea, but trying to stay in the abandoned Ramshackle Dorm would come with its own challenges – assuming he was there long enough for that to be necessary… but, for the next hour or so while the ceremony took place, he would get to relax a little.

Or, at least, that was what he had thought, until Crowley had flung the doors open, about to show off the gorgeous ceremony hall for all to see, only for everyone to realize, very abruptly, that the entire place was in flames.

Enma’s eyes had landed on the boy from the coffin once again. Perfectly alive and well, sat in the middle of the flames with the monster.

“My familiar is claustrophobic,” the boy said, smiling sheepishly.

Enma almost didn’t move with the rest of the group, who accepted the explanation easily enough once the fires had all been whisked away by Crowley’s wind magic. Had he and the girl changed the story, somehow, just by being there? By choosing to leave? What would this mean in the long run?

Probably not much, outside of maybe having another person to deal with the Overblots… or not having Grim around for them, if the boy was as nerve-ridden as he seemed…

Was he this anxious in the original story?

Enma didn’t remember that, he had assumed that all of the fear he’d displayed was due to the fact that he was actively being threatened, but the guy hadn’t existed for all that long, so…

Whatever! Surely there will be no world-ending consequences from this! On a completely unrelated note, Enma would like to go home, now, actually.

The world did not listen to his silent pleas, unfortunately, so he was stuck trying to eavesdrop on the conversation Crowley and the fakeout MC(? Could Enma still call him that?) were having:

“I see you are eager to get sorted, but there is a proper procedure to these kinds of things, young…?”

“Kuroki Yuuya,” he said, smiling nervously.

Enma went very still. Because that wasn't quite the name of the original MC from the manga. One of Enma's favorite one-off jokes was Grim introducing himself to Riddle Rosehearts, where he said 'Yes, yes, my real name is Mito Yuuta, but you can call me Grim', only for Riddle to ask how those names were even related. It was dumb fun.

This, though? This was not dumb or fun.

Because, if Enma’s understanding of things was right, then this wasn’t the fakeout MC from the beginning of the novel, but instead some other random guy who had accidentally been beamed here, too.

Crap, Enma had almost allowed a random guy to die in his stead.

… he would like to go back to not thinking about this.

He tuned back into their conversation for a distraction:

“- Yuuya-san, would you be alright with taking a seat until your name is called?”

He nodded.

Grim opened his mouth, surely about to complain about not being able to go first as he had done in the manga, but Kuroki slapped his hand over the monster’s mouth.

Said monster was not pleased by this development, because he immediately bit down. Something Enma wouldn’t know if not for the pained expression on Kuroki’s face and the blood dripping down.

Crowley didn’t seem to think this suspicious, because he simply waved for Kuroki to go find an empty seat so the ceremony could start.

The ceremony was… a ceremony. Enma wanted to get this over with. Desperately. He was in the world of Twisted Wonderland for a possibly limited time, and he was spending it listening to people’s names getting called and the monotone voice of the Mirror repeating one of seven words repeatedly. It was so boring.

He didn’t stand out, though. Almost everyone was shifting restlessly in their chairs, chatting with their neighbors, lowering the brightness of their phones so they could text and play video games…

Enma’s phone buzzed in his pocket – wow, he was a terrible teenager, he hadn’t even thought to check for his phone – and he pulled it out, wondering how someone had managed to contact him even when he was within the confines of a manga, splayed in the grass by a bus stop.

“Dude, what model even is that?” the guy next to him asked.

Enma merely shrugged and tilted the screen away to check his notifications.

Kuroki has started a chat with you! Welcome!

Kuroki: Are you one of the other people from the coffin

One of the…?

His head shot up to look at Kuroki.

In a world with magic, it was likely that they would have some magical way of communicating, so the only phones that they would be able to connect to were each other’s.

(Though how their phones were even working here when there weren’t cell towers was another thing entirely. Enma couldn't even begin to try and figure out that.)

Enma: Yeah.

To his surprise, Kuroki didn’t say anything back once he got confirmation. What, did he just want to exchange numbers or something? For fun?

Then could they do the fun bit? Enma was currently practicing this little-known coping skill called avoidance and –.

Never mind, he got another notification.

Kuroki started a group chat! Welcome to ‘HELP’.

Kuroki: Guys, quick, I need help

Asaka changed the name to ‘what the fuck is going on’.

Enma changed the name to ‘No cursing, please.’.

Asaka changed the name to ‘fuck fuck fuck’.

Enma changed the name to ‘What is going on?’.

Kuroki: Guys

Asaka changed the name to ‘bastard’.

Kuroki: Seriously

Enma changed the name to ‘What is going on?’.

Kuroki: Okay. I’m just going to talk over you Kuroki: Where in the body would you say the soul is

Enma paused, his thumb still hovering over the button to change the chat name back to ‘What is going on?’ the moment Asaka changed it to something dumb again… his eyebrows knitting together.

Slowly, he navigated back to the chat box.

Enma: Do I want to know why?

Kuroki: Just tell me, please

He thought for a moment. If he were to guess…

Enma: The heart, maybe?

Asaka: wouldnt it just be all over Asaka: why would it be concentrated in one place Asaka: if you get a transplant do you swap souls

Enma decided he did not like Asaka. So much so that he wasn’t even going to dignify her questions with a response.

Instead, his gaze found its way to Kuroki, who was heavily considering their ideas. He looked at the mirror, as if it would give him all the answers. It would not, for it had no pupils for Enma to track.

His phone buzzed in his lap, and he quickly picked it up to see who had won.

Kuroki: I’m deciding that it’s in the brain

Okay, Enma officially despises everyone he had woken up in the coffin with.

Asaka: what the hell

Enma: Why even ask at that point?

Their (valid) complaints were ignored.

Maybe, partially, because Kuroki was called up to the front at that moment.

He stuffed his phone back into his pocket, and then slowly got to his feet.

Slowly, he shuffled up to the mirror.

And then he grabbed Grim, dragging him in front of his face, holding him in the way one might hold something they were trying to hide behind when nervous. Which he clearly was, so it was a successful act.

Whether it would fool the Mirror, though, was another thing entirely.

“The shape of your soul is…”

Enma, Kuroki, and Grim waited with bated breath.

“Heartslabyul!”

They all exhaled, however shakily.

Kuroki rushed to go sit with the other Heartslabyul students, though sitting wasn’t really necessary because he had to be one of the last people to get sorted with a name like ‘Yuuya’. Enma knew that much from experience. Might as well just stay standing, at that point.

Or maybe he just wanted to slump dramatically in his seat, which Enma could respect.

Enma relaxed just slightly as he watched Kuroki take a seat next to Deuce Spade. He set Grim in the spot Ace had long-since vacated to ditch with Epel, and the monster scowled at him, but Kuroki wasn't all that pleased either as he went back to pressing on the new wounds in his hand. Deuce raised an eyebrow at the pair of them, but quickly went back to paying rapt attention to the ceremony, determined still to be an 'honor student'.

It was nice to know that most things hadn't changed, even with the addition to the school. No need to worry about the plot, things should go pretty smoothly from here, which meant that he could sit back and enjoy this new world he had found himself in! Sweet!

Wait. Something not-as-sweet has occurred to him.

Kuroki was right about the soul being stored in the brain, apparently.

That was dumb.

Ugh.

Kuroki: Told you

Enma: The mirror was probably just being polite.

Asaka: wait seriously he was right Asaka: that sucks

Maybe Asaka wasn’t that bad after all.

Asaka: still makes sense more than heart though

Okay. Whatever. He powered off his phone.

“Thus concludes this year's ceremony!” Crowley said, rising to his feet, smiling brilliantly. “Let’s all make this a good year!”

Enma snickered into his hand. Across the hall, he was pretty sure he saw Kuroki do the same.

Enma got to his feet with the crowd and followed after Leona and the other Savanaclaw students until he reached a bathroom and immediately ducked inside to wait out everyone.

And then, it was off to Ramshackle dorm for him.

>>>>>

Pt3

[ryker-writes]

Hey there! I loved giving Malleus a stone as an accidental proposal! It would make sense to me that mers would also see it as that! Could we possibly get one with Floyd Azul or Jade?

omg yes absolutely! Thinking about it, merfolk probably would also take it as a proposal! Especially with their culture being inspired by The little mermaid and she loved to collect things. I love this request! For those of you who haven't seen the Malleus part, it's linked below!

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Accidentally proposing to Malleus with a rock

Accidentally proposing with a rock (Octavinelle)

Floyd:

It was an innocent gesture. You wanted to give Floyd a rock to show you care about him. A simple gift that you thought he'd like. Well, you think he likes it a little too much.

When you gave the rock to Floyd, his eyes went wide, and he quickly smiled and pulled you into a tight hug (careful not to hurt you too much), "Awwww of course!"

He seemed so happy to get the rock, it honestly surprised you. Then he started lurking around you more. Like, hovering behind you and picking you up at random times to carry you around anywhere. When you asked, he said he had a right to carry and lurk now.

You also caught Jade snickering more than usual at you and Floyd, like he knew something you didn't. But both him and Floyd didn't elaborate. Instead, Floyd laughed and wrapped his arms around you, setting his head atop yours, "Silly silly~"

It wasn't until later when you visited the Mostro Lounge's VIP room that you got a hint of what was happening. Normally you'd just go there to hang out, but you'd noticed Azul was unusually frustrated today. When he saw you, it only seemed to set him off on a rant as he paced about the room.

"I can't believe this. Of all the things you could've given, and to all the people...I can't even begin to imagine what's going through your mind. You must be as impulsive as him to do this and with such short notice! Now he wants to use the whole lounge for a day and dumps all these things to prepare on me. Could you not have waited until I've graduated at least so I wouldn't have to put of with this? You two could at least help me instead of leaving me to figure out how to cater for an entire wedding without giving me any specifics-"

At this point, you kind of zoned out because you were stuck on the whole "wedding" part. What?

As Azul paced around the room and ranted, without you fully listening, your mind was working to put together the pieces. He clearly was blaming you for something, and impulsivity could only mean Floyd was involved. That, and he mentioned giving him something...

Oh no...

Right on time, Floyd had strolled into the room, completely interrupting Azul's rant. But the second his eyes landed on you, his expression lit up and he'd made his way over to you. His arms quickly wrapped around you and he basically leaned all of his weight on you as he cheered, "There you are. I've been looking all over for you. What're you doing here with Azul?"

Hesitantly, you had to ask, "Floyd, what's going on?"

Tilting his head, he rested his cheek on top of your head and hummed in amusement, "Ah. Azul's just jealous of us. Getting married while he's stuck talking all business and contracts."

You're what? Did you hear that right?

Before you could ask anything else or try and explain anything, he'd picked you up again, and started walking out of the room with you. A very frustrated Azul calling out to you two, "At least give me something!"

Only for Floyd to wave a hand dismissively as he carried you out, "Nah. You got this. We're busy."

Something told you he wasn't going to let you just back out or call it a friendship rock...

Jade:

You like to think you know Jade pretty well. You've spent a lot of time together, so you thought it'd be a great idea to give him a little gift. So when you found this nice smooth and pretty rock, you knew it'd be the perfect gift for him. It's even practical since he can put it in one of his terrariums!

He even seemed happy when you gave it to him, after brief shock of course, and he had that sharp-toothed smile you knew well.

"Well well, I must say I never expected you to be so bold to give me something like this, but I accept."

That was all he said. You weren't really sure why it'd require boldness, but he didn't elaborate and instead brushed it off and quickly left saying he had work to do.

The day carried on as normal until you saw Floyd. He ran up to you and swung you around, "There you areee~ Welcome to the family! Ma's gonna love ya!"

Disoriented, dizzy, and confused, you had to ask, "Floyd? What are you talking about?"

He swung you around once more before finally setting you down, "Ah, you know. Proposing to Jade like that? Real brave of you."

Huh? Proposing?

But in a true Floyd fashion, he just ginned and waved goodbye as he scurried off, leaving you with many questions. The only way you'd probably get answers is to ask the man himself. So, you quickly made your way to the Mostro Lounge.

There, Jade was setting up some tables, as composed and collected as ever. Seeing you, he straightened up with that same sharp-toothed smile as earlier, and welcomed you, "Good, you're here dear. We have a small dinner to celebrate our engagement before we can begin making preparations."

Stunned by the wildness of it all, you tried to nervously correct him, "Jade, I feel like there might've been a slight misunderstanding-"

"Nonsense," He began, stepping closer and wrapping an arm around you, "It's common knowledge that gifting a special rock is a marriage proposal among merfolk. You're mine now, dear."

Azul:

Azul and you are really close. There was no denying it when you spent so much time at the Mostro Lounge VIP room just hanging out with him. So you thought you’d do something nice for him and get him a little gift.

Then there was this perfect rock you found. It was smooth and round with specks of blue and purple, perfect for Azul.

You didn’t expect him to act so…odd when you have it to him. You held it out in your hand towards him, and he just stared at you in shock. His face turned about as red as Riddle’s hair, and you could tell he was struggling to speak. If Jade and Floyd were here, they’d no doubt tease him for the look on his face.

After a few moments of stunned silence (you figured it was best to just be patient and wait for him to collect himself), he took the rock with slightly shaky hands. He held the rock close to him, over his heart, and took a deep breath. Then, he cleared his throat, and tried his best to answer, “I…wasn’t aware you felt so strongly, but it’s clear now. Don’t you worry, I can handle this. I’m…delighted to receive this.”

Not thinking much of his words, you simply smiled at him. It wasn’t uncommon for Azul to get a bit flustered by small gestures. He wasn’t treated well as a child, so you know little shows of appreciation mean a lot to him.

He scurried off with the rock to his office moments later, and there was silence for a moment before you heard him sputtering on the other side of the door. He probably would be embarrassed if you listened in though, and you wanted to spare him (this time).

The day went on as usual for a while. Classes went by, you spoke to some other friends, and went to visit the Mostro Lounge again later.

But the Lounge was…busier than normal. Students who worked there were scrambling about trying to serve customers and clean and adjust the smallest of details on things. Several of them looked super stressed, and some looked like they were about to pass out. Jade and Floyd, were the only calm ones who stood off to the side, watching them all with amused smiles.

You went up to them to ask what was happening, but Floyd spoke before you could, “Can ya let Azul flounder a bit longer? This is fun to watch.”

Azul was floundering? But he’s usually so calm and collected when he’s working. He couldn’t still be flustered from your gift earlier, right?

“What’s going on with Azul?”

Jade chuckled and was the one to answer you, “You sent him on quite the spiral. He’s got everyone working overtime to make sure everything is perfect for you.”

Now more confused, you had to ask, “Me? What did I do?”

At that, the duo only laughed more, clearly knowing something you don’t, but refusing to elaborate at you and everyone else’s expense. There was only one way you were going to get an answer; from Azul himself.

Marching past the two, you made your way to Azul’s office, barely knocking before going in.

And boy was he startled. The second you entered the room he sat up straighter and his cheeks turned pink, but he quickly tried to hide it behind his hand and muttered, “Ah, you’re here. My apologies, I’m still working on the contract right now.”

Walking up to his desk in complete confusion, you asked, “What contract? What’s going on?”

There was a moment of silence throughout the room. His gloved hands fidgeted with the pen and papers on his desk in front of him, trying to figure out the right words to say.

Then, he slid the paper over to you for you to read. Well, you only read the top before sitting stunned.

‘Contract of Marriage’

Huh???

Now it was your turn to be stunned into silence. So, he filled the silence, “I…was quite surprised by your gesture earlier, but I accept. If you’ll have me, I’d love for you to sign this. It’s quite possibly the best contract I’ve ever written.”

[pomefioredove]

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 🙏

I got you🫡🫡 as someone who's been through an eerily similar situation, I really liked this request

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ another crowley moment™️

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)

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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)

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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

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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

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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

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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)

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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

[solxamber]

Receiving Gifts on White Day with: Octavinelle

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Azul Ashengrotto

Azul stands at your doorstep, posture straight as a business presentation, but his grip on the gift box absolutely betrays him. His fingers twitch. His smile is a little too composed.

“Ahem.” He clears his throat. Twice. “As per tradition, I have prepared a gift of equal or greater value to your Valentine’s gift.”

You take the box, flipping it open to reveal mini pastries that are so meticulously crafted they look like they belong in a luxury boutique. You pick one up, noting the suspiciously perfect sheen.

“These are definitely stress-baked,” you say, popping one into your mouth.

Azul immediately tenses. “That is unfounded speculation!”

You hum, pretending to consider. “So you didn’t spend the past week in an existential baking crisis?”

“…That is beside the point.”

Your grin only widens. “Azul, these are incredible.” You take another bite, watching as he visibly tries to suppress a proud smile.

Then, because you love chaos, you lean in and murmur, “I might have to make a contract for more of these.”

Critical hit.

Azul chokes on air. “E-Excuse me!?”

You smirk, pressing a quick kiss to his cheek before stepping back. “Happy White Day, Azul~”

His glasses almost slip off. His brain? Outsourced to the Coral Sea.

Jade Leech

Jade stands at your door, perfectly composed, a gift box in one hand and a very unreadable smile on his face. It’s the kind of smile that means danger.

“Good morning,” he says smoothly. “I trust you slept well?”

You eye the box. This feels like a trap.

“…Should I be worried?” you ask, taking it from him with caution.

His smile widens just slightly. “Why, I’m wounded. Have I ever given you reason to doubt me?”

“Yes.”

He chuckles.

You open the box—and pause. Inside are handmade chocolates, but nestled beneath them is something that looks suspiciously like—

“…Jade.” You lift the item. “Is this one of your mushrooms?”

His expression does not change. “I can assure you, it is entirely safe.”

You squint. “What kind of safe?”

“The delicious kind,” he answers, completely unhelpful.

You glance at the chocolates. Then back at him. “If I eat this and start hearing colors that don’t exist, I’m coming for you.”

Jade simply laughs, amused. “How delightful.”

You sigh, deciding to just take a chocolate for now. The moment you taste it, your eyes widen.

“Jade. These are amazing.”

He tilts his head. “Oh? I’m pleased to hear that.”

“No, like actually amazing. Did you study chocolate-making?”

Jade hums. “Perhaps. I may have… consulted a few books.”

You stare at him. “You studied for this?”

A pause. Then, softly, “I wanted them to be perfect for you.”

Oh. Oh no.

You weren’t prepared for that.

Then—before you can react—Jade leans in, pressing a slow, deliberate kiss to your temple.

“I trust that is an acceptable return gift?” he murmurs, right by your ear.

….You are absolutely doomed.

Floyd Leech

Your door explodes open.

“SHRIMPYYYYY~!”

Before you can process your impending doom, Floyd lunges and bodyslams you into a hug. Your feet leave the ground. The world spins. Your life flashes before your eyes.

“Floyd—!”

“HAPPY WHITE DAY!” he yells, grinning as he finally sets you down. He shoves a massive bag into your arms, practically bouncing in place.

You blink at the weight. “Did you kidnap something?”

“Nope~!” He grins. “Just gotcha a bunch of stuff. Some chocolates, a plushie, and—” He leans dangerously close. “—a surprise.”

You narrow your eyes. “Floyd. What kind of surprise.”

His grin widens. “You’ll see~”

You cautiously dig through the bag, finding expensive chocolates, an absurdly large plush shrimp, and—oh. Oh no.

You pull out a mystery envelope. “Floyd, what is this.”

“Ehehehe~” He practically vibrates with excitement.

You open it—and immediately pause.

“…This is a coupon for ‘one free kidnapping.’”

Floyd beams. “Yup! Just give me a time and place, and whoosh! Off we go!”

You stare. “You… made me a kidnapping coupon.”

“Personalized just for you~”

You’re equal parts touched and concerned.

Then—before you can react—Floyd leans in, pressing a surprisingly gentle kiss to your cheek.

“You like it, yeah?” he murmurs, his voice dropping to something softer, something fond.

Your heart flips. “…Yeah.”

His grin returns—wild, unhinged, perfectly Floyd.

“Good! Now c’mon, I wanna see how fast you can run before I really use that coupon~”

You are in danger.

Masterlist

[cheapshrimpysheep]

Under the Mistletoe 1

SUMMARY: You told your classmates about Christmas and the tradition of kissing under the mistletoe. But what if it's someone else helping you get a kiss from your crush? Or your crush trying to get a kiss from you? Or even prevent you from kissing someone else?

CHARACTERS: Heartslabyul (Riddle, Ace; Deuce; Cater; Trey); Savanaclaw (Leona; Jack; Ruggie) & Octavinelle (Azul; Jade; Floyd)

TAGS: Fluff; GN Reader; Kissing

WORD COUNT: An average of 340 words per character.

COMMENTS: As I believe some characters would be more direct and others would try to beat around the bush some have more words than others for this reason.

I hope you all enjoy and have a Merry Christmas. 🎁

Under the Mistletoe 2 - Scarabia (Kalim; Jamil); Pomefiore (Vil; Epel; Rook); Ignihyde (Idia + Ortho) & Diasomnia (Malleus; Silver; Sebek; Lilia)

CONTEXT: As the end of the year approaches and the snow begins to fall, you comment to your schoolmates that it is reminding you of a holiday that exists in your world called Christmas. They get curious and ask you more about it, you talk about the gifts, the tree, getting the family together, etc.

Until Cater asks if there wouldn't be any romantic traditions on such a cute holiday, and the first thing that comes to your mind is the tradition of two people having to kiss if they both happen to be under a mistletoe or holly.

You even say that there are people who purposely place mistletoe in a strategic spot to attract the person they want to kiss and pretend it was an accident. A very popular Christmas romance troupe.

Riddle heard about what you said about Christmas from the other Heartslabyul students. Ace and Deuce were the ones who came up with the idea of one last Unbirthday party for you before they go home for winter break as a way of trying to help with your homesickness. He went to Ramshackle Dorm to invite you and Grim personally.

“Good morning, [Y/N].” Riddle greets you when you open the door and tells you about the party they're having for you that afternoon. “Don't worry, it wasn't inconvenient at all. The preparations were the same as for a regular Unbirthday party, the only difference is that it was made especially for you this time. And speaking of things for you.” He takes a small red box with a bow out of his pocket. “Ace and Deuce told us that one of your traditions was exchanging gifts. I hope you like it.” He hands you the present with a smile.

You thank him but say you don't have a gift for him because you didn't know he was going to give you one.

“Do not worry, I understand. If the rules of your tradition are that you must give me a gift in return, I will gladly accept it. If not, it is your holiday, you will know better than I what to do. I just hope that following your holiday rules can cheer you up a little.”

You open the present, it's a crown-shaped lapel pin, just like the one he always wears.

“May I?” He asks, taking the pin out of the little box and deftly placing it on the lapel of your uniform blazer. “It looks good on you.” He smiles.

You two hear something above you, look up, and see a ghost's hand holding a sprig of mistletoe.

“Mistletoe?” He wonders and looks at you. “Do you have any idea what they might be doing?”

You tell him about the tradition of kissing under the mistletoe and he blushes, but you quickly say that it is not mandatory, if either person feels uncomfortable they can refuse.

“So you are saying that the rule is that if two people meet under a mistletoe, they must both kiss if neither of them objects?” He recaps and you confirm. “W-well... It turns out that I meet all the requirements of such a rule. Do you object?”

You say that you do not.

“In that case, we have a rule to follow. And you know how I dislike rule breakers.” He smiles smugly, holds your chin with his fingers and kisses you gently.

Ace was one of the people you told about Christmas and the mistletoe tradition. The day before he left to spend the winter break at home, he came to see you at Ramshackle Dorm. When you open the door you see Ace with his forearm resting on the door frame.

“Hey, [Y/N]. Tell me, wasn't it to you that I lent my notes on the history of magic?” He asks with that cat-like smile.

You immediately suspect because it is always YOU who lends HIM your notes.

“So it must have been someone else.” He looks up. “By the way, you should take care of that mistletoe growing outside your dorm.” You look up at the top of the door frame and see a sprig of mistletoe taped to it. “Hey, didn't you talk about some tradition with it?” He smiles.

You laugh amusedly.

“Oh, come on, don't tell me you don't have the guts?” He smirks. “I'm up for the challenge!”

You take a step forward and lean in slightly showing that you are also up for the challenge. This makes him blush.

“Hey, just to be clear, you know I'm not trying to force you, right? You don't have to do it if you don't want to.” He smiles awkwardly.

You ask if after all the one who doesn't have courage is him.

“Ah, now I know we’re on the same page here.” He takes your hand to pull you towards him a little and kisses you without further hesitation.

Deuce was one of the people you talked to about Christmas and he went to talk to Riddle to ask if they could have a little Unbirthday party before they left to ease your homesickness a little. Riddle agrees and Deuce went to Ramshackle Dorm to invite you and Grim and take you two to the party.

This is what he tells you with a smile when you open the door for him. He starts to blush when you thank him for being so sweet to you.

“I-It's nothing, really.” He says with an awkward smile. “I just wanted to cheer you up. Oh! By the way, you talked about exchanging gifts, right?” He hands you a present he was hiding behind his back. “You don't need to worry about giving me one back. It's just because you said it was one of your traditions. I hope you like it.”

You open the present, it's a scarf and a matching pair of gloves, blue with black spades. You thank him and that's when you hear laughter above you. You both look up and see a ghost's hand holding a sprig of mistletoe.

“You mentioned mistletoe as another tradition, didn't you?” He asks confused. “What was it again?”

You recap what you said about the kiss under the mistletoe, he blushes like crazy and stutters.

“W-well, I... I d-don't mind... I mean I would like to- I mean, ugh, what about you?”

You say you would like it too and take a step forward. He leans in so his lips are level with yours, but you'll have to be the one to initiate the kiss because he won't be able to do more than close his eyes and wait for you to do it. But once you do, you'll feel his lips form a smile.

Not only was Cater one of the people you told about Christmas, he was the one who asked if there were any romantic traditions. And since you mentioned the mistletoe thing he decided to do what he was about to do when he came to visit you.

“Hey, [Y/N]-chan~.” Cater greets you with a cute smile. “How are you feeling? Are you still homesick? I've been thinking about what you told us and...” He takes a present from behind his back and hands it to you. “Here! I wanted to give you a little gift.”

You thank him but say you don't have any gifts for him.

“Aww, don't worry about it. You don't need to give me one. Your smile is more than enough.” He winks.

You open the present, it's a teddy bear the same color as his hair.

“On top of things, you'll be here alone during the winter break. If you miss me, hug the teddy bear and feel hugged by me, mkay~? Oh, by the way, I was really curious about that mistletoe tradition you talked about. Would you mind showing me what it is like?” He says, fiddling with his lock of hair.

You're flattered and say you wouldn't mind, but there's no mistletoe above the two of you. He takes his magic pen and makes a sprig of mistletoe he had in his pocket float over your heads.

“Now there is~. You said there were people who do it on purpose, so this counts too, right?” He smiles as you nod.

He leans in, touching his nose to yours and with a seductive look, inviting you to be the one to initiate the kiss.

Trey heard about what you said about Christmas from his Heartslabyul dorm mates. The day before he left to spend the winter break at home, he came to see you at Ramshackle Dorm.

“Hello, [Y/N]. How are you?”

You say you're fine but wonder why he's asking.

“It's just that Ace and Deuce told me about that holiday you have in your world around this time of the year and that it was making you a little homesick.” He takes his hand from behind his back revealing a gift bag. “They said that one of your traditions was exchanging gifts, so I thought I'd make you something to cheer you up a little. Don't worry, you don't have to give me anything in return.”

You accept it and thank him for the gift. When you open it, it's a bag of your favorite type of cookies, homemade by him.

“Be careful with Grim around, okay? I made the cookies for you, or at least most of them.” He smiles. “Oh, by the way, Cater said something about a tradition with mistletoe and to ask you about it.”

You tell him about the kiss under the mistletoe

“Oh, I see.” He straightens his glasses and smiles awkwardly. “That's why he told me about it then.”

With curiosity you ask why.

“Because he's convinced we have a crush on each other.” He sees you getting flustered and keeps smiling. “Maybe he wanted that to happen to us?”

You two hear something above you, look up, and see a ghost's hand holding a sprig of mistletoe.

“Ha ha ha. And it seems he's not the only one. Well, rules are rules. Unless you don't want to do it of course.” He keeps his reassuring smile on.

Once you say you do want to do it he will smirk, tilt your head with his fingers on your chin and kiss you sweetly.

Leona found out about this Christmas thing because he ended up overhearing a conversation between Jack and Ruggie, and Jack ended up talking about the mistletoe tradition. The day before he left to spend the winter break at home, he knocks on the door of Ramshackle Dorm.

“Oi, herbivore, do you have any mistletoe?” He asks you. You ask why. “It has to do with a tradition of mine," He smirks. "Do you have it or not?” He crosses his arms.

You say you don't have any. And why would you have it? They're poisonous, you can't even use them in the kitchen.

“Okay then, have a good winter break.” He says with another smirk and turns to leave.

You grab him by the sleeve so he stops and looks at you and you ask him what that was all about. What kind of tradition was he talking about? He says it's no big deal, that it's just a tradition from his country. And you say something like: “As if you weren't the most tradition-hating person I know.”

“Ha ha, you know me well. I don't follow stupid traditions but I don't know about you, so I needed to do something just in case.”

“Something about what?” You ask.

“Something about your stupid tradition with mistletoe.” He reveals, frowning his eyebrows and lowering his ears as if he was annoyed. “I heard what you told Jack about this, so I decided to take precautions.”

“How would you take precautions about that?”

“Simple, destroying all the mistletoe into sand with my signature spell.” He smiles smugly. “But don't worry, if you still want to carry out this tradition of yours I saved one for you.” With his magic pen he makes a sprig of mistletoe float over both of your heads. “Take it or leave it, herbivore.”

You will have to be the one to take the first step forward and reveal your intentions to kiss him. If you do, he will grab you by the waist and kiss you.

Jack was one of the people you talked to about Christmas and consequently who also ended up hearing about the mistletoe tradition. But that wasn't what he was thinking about the time he went to visit you at Ramshackle Dorm the day before he went home for winter break.

“Hey, [Y/N].” He greets you with a smile and a little wagging of his tail, but then he got slightly shy. “I've been thinking about what you said about this Christmas thing and... um...” He took his hands from behind his back and handed you a present. “You talked about exchanging gifts. I... thought maybe following one of your traditions would cheer you up a little.”

You accept the gift and thank him but say you don't have one for him.

“Don't worry about it. It's your tradition anyway, not mine. You don't need to get me anything.”

You open the present, it's a knitted light brown cardigan with a snowflake pattern. You tell him how cute/pretty it is as you try it on.

“I'm glad you liked it. It's also very warm for these days. Ah? Sorry, I got you a size bigger than yours. I can exchange it if you want.” He rubs the back of his neck with his ears down.

You say it's not necessary, it even covers more that way, making it even warmer.

“It's actually cute seeing you like that.” After realizing what he just said, he blushes a little and looks away, embarrassed.

You two hear something above you, look up, and see a ghost's hand holding a sprig of mistletoe. Jack starts by looking at it confused until he remembers what you had said about it. He was too flustered to say anything, and that was a tradition of yours, not his. You say you don't object to kissing and ask about him.

“Y-you don't?” He tries not to express too much with his face, but he can't do the same with his tail. “Well, me neither.”

You take a step forward and close your eyes, it takes him a moment to gather the courage to lean in and kiss you.

Ruggie heard about this Christmas thing from Jack and he ended up telling him about the mistletoe tradition as well.

“Wait!” Reggie says sullenly. “You mean anyone who's with [Y/N] under a mistletoe have to be kissed by them?”

“That's what they said. If both of them agree, of course.”

The day before he goes home for winter break you see him in the backyard of Ramshackle Dorm. You call out to him who had his back to you, he turns around suddenly and smiles awkwardly.

“H-hey, [Y/N]! What am I doing? I... came to see how you were. Jack told me about that holiday you have in your world this time of year and that you were a little bit down because of it.”

You appreciate his concern but ask what that has to do with him being in your yard instead of knocking on your door.

“I, um...” He sighs and with a sullen face and his ears down he gives up. “Fine! Jack also told me about your tradition of kissing someone under the mistletoe and I was trying to get rid of them all. Happy?”

You ask if he was doing that so you wouldn't kiss anyone.

“What else could it be?” He sighs and calms down. “Sorry, I don't know what came over me. I didn't want to ruin your tradition... or yard. Just... Never mind, forget it! Have a nice winter break.”

He turns to leave, but you grab his sleeve to stop him and make him look at you again. You ask him if he would feel better if you fulfilled that tradition with him and he blushes.

“With me?... Well, if you don't come and charge me for it later.” He shows you that wide smile of his.

But you say you need a mistletoe for that and if he's been getting rid of them all...

“And where did you think I was going to put them when I found them?” He takes a sprig of mistletoe from his coat pocket. “This was the only thing I found around that wasn't the tree in the botanical garden. It probably even came from there.”

He stretches out his arm and places the sprig over your heads.

“Come on, I want everything I'm entitled to. Shye hee hee.”

He wants you to be the one to give him the kiss. After all, he's the type to receive, not to give. But as soon as you do he won't hold back.

Jade told Azul after hearing from other sources. Azul asked him why he was telling him that, suspicious. Jade replied with a smile: “I just thought it was information of extreme value to you of all people.”

Azul could tell Jade was messing with him, but he still asked who knew about that mistletoe tradition and Jade said those kinds of things spread quickly through the school. On the same day he knocks on the door of Ramshackle Dorm.

“Good afternoon, [Y/N].” Azul greets you with his charismatic smile. “I heard that you were felling a little homesick because of a holiday in your world that took place at this time of year. I also heard about a tradition of exchanging gifts. Is this true?”

You confirm.

“What a wonderful thing. That's why I took the liberty of getting you one.” He takes his hands from behind his back and reveals a beautifully wrapped small present with elegant wrapping paper. “I hope it can cheer you up.”

You don't take the gift and look at him with extreme suspicion.

“You don't want to accept a gift that I am offering you with so much thoughtfulness. *sniff* Your distrust breaks my heart.”

You continue to look at him suspiciously and say that you know him well enough to know that he never gives or even receives something without there being an exchange of some sort. His fake crying turns into a sly smile.

“I see you learn quickly. I'm even proud. How about we do this: if you don't like my gift, you can return it to me and we won't make a deal. But if you like it, I'll just ask you for a small favor in return.” You ask what favor. “I'm not asking much, just a token really, a trifle. What I want from you is that you get rid of all the mistletoes you may come across. Do you think this is an unreasonable thing to do?”

“Well no, but-”

“So I don't see why you can't accept my proposal. Go on, open the present and see what it is.”

You open the small, delicate package revealing a beautiful necklace whose pendant is the famous golden shell of the Sea Witch. You couldn't stop yourself from smiling in time.

“So you like it that much?” He smiles triumphantly. “Have we got a deal?”

You ask why that specific agreement and he tries to give excuses that you know are not true until he reveals that he knows about the mistletoe tradition. You ask him if he doesn't want you to kiss someone.

“If it's not me, no!” He replied in the heat of the moment and blushed.

You two hear a sound above you, look up, and see a ghost's hand holding a sprig of mistletoe. What if the deal is that you just follow that tradition with him? You propose this, showing that you are interested in him, which renews his confidence.

“You mean like an exclusivity contract?” He smiles seductively. "Those are my favorites.” He tilts your head with his fingers on your chin and kisses you sweetly.

Jade knows what you said about Christmas through a friendly conversation with Deuce whom he approached for reasons completely unrelated. Later on the same day he knocks on the door of Ramshackle Dorm.

“Good afternoon [Y/N].” He greets you with a polite smile. “I hope I'm not interrupting anything important, but I heard about what you said regarding a holiday you have in your world this time of year and I got quite curious to know more. May I invite you to talk about it over a cup of tea?” He brought with him a little bag with different tea bags.

You let him in and supervise him as he prepares tea for the two of you in your kitchen. He took the opportunity to talk to you while he prepared tea and some tuna snacks so Grim wouldn't interrupt your conversation. You ended up talking so much that you even talked about Santa Claus.

You were already sitting on the lounge sofa with your teas (Grim in the kitchen with his snacks) when Jade says: “I wanted to ask you: I heard of a mistletoe tradition that involves two people kissing. Is this true?”

You confirm and explain better how the tradition goes.

“I see. What a romantic tradition. May I be so bold as to ask if you could demonstrate with me what this tradition is like?” He sees that you're flustered. “Fu fu. Can I take this as you not minding doing it for me?”

You confirm and he says he's glad he brought mistletoe with him. As it is a poisonous plant, he had some interest in studying it in the botanical garden. With his magic pen he makes the sprig of mistletoe floating above your heads. He gently tilts your head with his fingers on your chin. “May I?” He asks before kissing you.

Floyd heard about what you said about Christmas from Ace during a rest break at basketball practice. Even though he found this holiday boring from the description, he was interested in that mistletoe thing. That's why he was knocking on the door of Ramshackle Dorm.

“Hiiii Koebi-chaaan~!” Floyd greets you with a well-disposed smile. “I heard about your holiday and I wanted to try the mistletoe thing with you.” He says with the utmost naturalness.

You ask if he is talking about two people kissing under the mistletoe.

“Yeah, that's it. You don't mind showing me what it is like, right?” He knows you like him, that's why he's so confident about this. “Do you have any mistletoe?”

You say that unfortunately you don't have any and he pouts. But then he has an idea and smiles again.

“Does that mean we have to find one? Okay~, that’s more fun. Come on Koebi-chan!” He takes your hand and takes you with him.

If you couldn't close the door before he pulled you, he'll close it for you with magic. Even when you are already walking at the same pace as him, he doesn't let go of your hand. He doesn't feel like doing it. Floyd takes you to the botanical garden.

“Jade and some other guys have been studying mistletoe for its poisonousness, so there's at least one of those trees around here. Now we just have to find it.” He tells you excitedly, he seems to find this treasure hunt fun, at least for the moment.

You managed to find the tree before he loses his patience. He says he feels tired and makes you sit at the foot of the tree trunk with him. If you let him, the two of you will end up having a make-out session. A kiss for every sprig of mistletoe.

If you would like to read more from me, you can find it in my pinned post: INDEX

[telephoniii]

hello!! idk if you accept requests, but i randomly thought of octavinelle trio with a reader who's also from the sea like them and on land they're a total sweetheart, upbeat and doesn't give off the vibe of scariness at all, but the trio know that they're actually pretty scary! Cuz back in the sea they were an orca or something (like. sweet but theyre actually scary is my vision) if the octotrio is too much then is just floyd ok?? Sorry for yapping too much AHHH ur work is so great ty for writing so much 🙏🙏

THE DEVIL IN DISGUISE

☆彡 in which you’re scarier than you seem

word counter: 180 per character

octavinelle boys x gn!reader

warnings: possible ooc, light bullying? (jade & floyd)

a/n: i love these boys, but they’re all pricks. lovable pricks. on another note, i think i’m going to officially open requests. i have a few that i’m working on and i’ve been having a lot of fun with them. they’re also nice for when it gets busy and I don’t have a lot of time to brainstorm ideas to write myself. anyway, i hope you enjoy :>

floyd leech

He thinks you are the CUTEST thing in existence. You're so fun! So squeezable! Floyd thinks that your switch in personality from land to sea only adds to how adorable you are. He is fully aware of your scary side, yet it only motivates him to tease and mock you more. On land, he'll try to sneak up behind you in the hallways. If you don't catch this man? He's picking you up, squeezing you, and twirling you around. Azul has told him to stop several times. Jade just wants to see you snap at Floyd, so he never interferes. If you do catch and stop him? He's pouting for the rest of the day while plotting his revenge. Everyone's going to assume Floyd's just picking on the helpless classmate who's too nice to do anything back. But he knows it's a facade. Which is exactly why he goes harder on you than anyone else. Riddle is PRAYING for you.

jade leech

You and him are similar in a way. Except he hides his true nature less well. Jade is quick to catch on and finds it extremely amusing. He wants to see how far this act of yours will hold up, meaning he's purposely putting you in situations that'd aggravate you. All while he wears an innocent smile. He takes up the role of a devil on your shoulder in a way. Jade is constantly trying to tempt you into revealing more and more of your scary side in front of others. Calling him out on this won't do you much good either since he's playing a similar game to you. He'll just give you that dashing smile of his and claim he has no idea what you're referring to. If you get caught up in trouble with other students, run out of your land potion way too quickly, get involved in an argument, etc, more often than not you'll find Jade somewhere nearby smiling at you. And something about that grin tells you he defiantly pulled some strings to make your life just a little bit harder.

azul ashengrotto

He's the only one out of the three who's slightly intimidated by you. But even then, it's less fear and more intrigue. Azul wants to pick your brain. Do you switch from sweet to scary on purpose? If so, why? What're you trying to gain from doing so? He'll do little things to let you know that he's well aware of your true nature. It won't be anything drastic like Jade, just little, snide comments here and there with a smug look. Azul has offered you so many job opportunities at the Monstro Lounge. A personality like yours is way too good for business. He actually holds you to a pretty high regard and isn't afraid to tell you that, calling you his 'star pupil' when you work for him. Azul tries to be close to you a lot. Is he plotting to make a deal with you? Most likely. He's trying to get your guard down so you're more likely to agree to whatever he wants to do with you. Your unique personality could be a great Joker card if he ever needs it.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Would you say Vil beats Leona in the scandalous chest territory or is Vil's chest too small

ARE YOU FR AsKING ME tO COMPARE VIL AnD L*onA BOObS 😭 What has my life come to… OTL

If you take a look at both Vil’s Luxe Couture and Relax in Room models, you’ll see that both are lower cut than Leona’s School Uniform and Playful Dress.

Leona’s Halloween Dress is lower cut than Vil’s Luxe Couture and Relax in Room outfits. However, the opening for his Halloween shirt is slimmer than both of Vil’s looks. Vil seems to be showing more skin overall despite his cut being higher than Leona’s.

This was actually mathematically confirmed by Discord user Murtha:

If we take a look at the Episode of Octavinelle manga, Leona seems to sleep completely shirtless, sooo... I guess if you count the manga, Leona has Vil beat in the "who is more exposed" competition 🤡

In terms of their actual physiques, I tried to find the most skintight outfits for both Vil and Leona to compare. That would be Vil’s Beans Camp and Leona’s Magift/Spelldrive Uniform! Aaah, but it’s difficult to see any real dimension… We also don’t see enough of Leona’s to compare him to Vil’s from the earlier models.

We should keep in mind that the live 2D models don’t always accurately reflect the actual characters! (Think about how different the P.E. Uniforms for Silver and Sebek are much beefier in their card artwork than in their models, or how Malleus should reasonably tower over all other characters on the game screen.) So it may not be fair to even use Vil and Leona’s models as reference.

Based on in-universe lore and not personal bias whatsoever/j, I do believe that Vil would be less… defined… since he does indicate that he doesn’t want to become too muscular. From his P.E. Uniform voice lines: “Harmony between one's body and attire is paramount. I have to be careful to avoid getting...’swole,’ as it were.” Epel also notes that Vil's physique is that of a "beanpole", stating: "This beanpole (Vil) ain't nothin' compared ta the Savanaclaw housewarden." This is in contrast to Leona, who does appear to engage in physical activity or training, at least for his club activities even if he’s often depicted as napping or slacking off.

So!! My conclusion is: Vil is showing more skin, but Leona strikes me as… larger in size 💀 if that makes sense! Both scandalous, but in different ways.

Outside of Vil and Leona though, Beachwear/Tropical Wear Floyd has the most open shirt (while still technically being closed); it exposes his belly button too. If we're counting open shirts too, Beachwear/Tropical Wear Jack is showing the most boobage.

... And here's some more math (also done by Murtha!) to prove it:

The SSR and SR Beachwear/Tropical Wear cards all feature the characters completely shirtless as well. That count includes Floyd, Lilia, Riddle, and Ace!

[camradacheri]

leona kingscholar x reader

you are cold in savanaclaw and leona is your warm boyfriend. based during book 5 when the sdc posse takes over ramshackle.

“this is like low grade torture! maybe i should just go back to ramshackle.”

the goal of the savanaclaw dorm seemed to be to freeze you to death tonight! usually the cool nights were a gift after the hot sun gave you a beating throughout the day. but tonight, you were turning into an ice cube!

“you’re fine” leona said in response, his voice came from the left of you, half muffled by him laying face down into his pillow. he turned his head towards you to be heard more clearly. “you said it yourself, babe. you’d rather die than spend another minute with those “heathens.”

it’s true…you did say that…but that was before you knew savanaclaw was a whopping 10 degrees tonight.

“well, you know, i’d rather have vil fuss over my lack of a self care routine than get hypothermia! also did i tell you that rook can’t sleep without listening to whale noises? i swear, every night for the last week i’ve been having this dream where i’m on a little sailboat and i’m trying to row myself out of this big ass whale’s mouth! i didn’t really know what to do the first time it happened, but i think tonight is the night that i will be able to defeat that monster! he won’t know what hit h-“

you’re cut off by glancing over to see that leona had opened his eyes and was making a face at you. it’s not a look of annoyance over you keeping him awake by complaining about getting frostbite to detailing the events of your reoccurring, traumatic, nautical dream. it’s something softer than that, adorned with a small smile, it’s a look of adoration.

“…stop it.” you say, not knowing how to deal with tender moments like these just yet in your relationship.

you had grown a mutual fondness for each other last fall after the ‘seize ramshackle’ conundrum when he so graciously let you and grim sleep on the floor of his room.

it was a time of feeling like there was a greater power working against you while you fretted over the fate of your friends and the threats of the damn octavinelle fish mafia. simultaneously, it was also a beautiful time of feeling blessed by fate when you got to hear leona’s raspy morning voice and see him come out of the shower wet and shirtless every day. who could blame you for flirting! i mean, you didn’t think you’d actually stick the landing!

it came as a shock, but you knew you had him when he sweetly offered for “only you and not that damn cat” to sleep beside him on his bed on the last night of your stay.

seasons have changed since then and you have found yourself beside him more often than not. freeing the tangles in his hair with your fingers after spelldrive practice, sitting between his legs as he braids your hair, laying on top of him as he runs his hands up and down your bare back, and very simply living alongside each other.

leona never struck you as someone who would shy from physical affection and you were right. he was leaning on your shoulders and wrapping himself around you before you two had even shared your first kiss. you just weren’t expecting his words to be as dear as his touches. not quite honeyed, but sweet enough to make your eyes light up.

“you’re so pretty. especially when you’re yapping, baby.” leona says softly. he lets out a hum before pulling himself towards you. warm arms encircle you and cold hands instinctively encircle him back. you tuck your head into his chest and let out a sigh of contentment from the cocoon of warmth your boyfriend has wrapped around you.

“…you’re warm, ona.” you say with a smile.

“mm hm. don’t go anywhere.” you hear him respond from above your head.

“don’t cry, little baby boy. i was just teasing, i know you wouldn’t let the love of your life turn into a popsic-HEY!” the bullying of your boyfriend came to an abrupt stop by him tightening his hold on you and abruptly rolling you overtop of him and to the opposite side of the bed.

“…what the fuck just happened?” you say, gripping at his shoulders as you try to get your bearings.

“well i was just laying there. it’s still warm. you wanted to be warm, didn’t you?” he says and you look up to see him smirking with half lidded eyes.

you roll your eyes as you feel him fixing the positioning of the blankets around you to keep you cozy before he nestled himself closer to you and you moved further into your lion’s warmth. silence overtook you both as you bask in each other’s presence.

“…..”

“you know…rolling like that just now…it really reminded me of somersaulting around in that bitch whale’s mouth…” you mumble out before losing consciousness.

leona let out a barely audible chuckle before kissing your forehead.

“night, baby.”

[smokesandsonatas]

I just want to see the Octavinelle trio get surprised, tongue-tied and amused because the reader is cunning.

Characters: Azul, Jade, and Floyd.

Warnings: None, just the old contract signing the Octavinelle way. First person pov. Mostly in Azul's pov. Tension (?).

Not beta read.

Shrimp Cocktail.

Apparently, it does not take a lot to amuse the Octavinelle trio. Or the story where you took a deal with Azul and it went unexpectedly.

They should learn not to underestimate Shrimpy.

Azul had always underestimated you. In his eyes, you were a mere human—a dimwitted fish floundering in the waters of Night Raven College. You lacked the cunning and intelligence of Jade, who could manipulate any situation with a few well-placed words, and you weren’t a lazy smartass like Floyd, who could memorize an entire book but discard it just as easily if he found it dull and boring. With your easy-going nature, you seemed like the perfect prey.

Well, you are the perfect prey.

Here you are, sitting in Azul’s office at the Mostro Lounge, the twins flanking you in chairs beside you. Floyd lounged with a lazy grin, manspreading on the sofa, while Jade sat, poised like a gentleman, a smirk barely concealed behind his gloved hand. Grim had been left behind at the ramshackle dorm, leaving you alone in the scammer's den. Azul could barely contain his amusement—you had just fallen into his trap, one he fully intended to exploit. You sat quietly in front of him, your face poised with a neutral expression. To Azul and the twins, you looked kind, naive—perhaps even a little stupid. They think you are an airhead. Their excitement was barely contained. They got you right where they wanted you to be. Here in Mostro Lounge, with no one but them watching over you like predators waiting to pounce and choke their prey.

"You're here for the favor of us providing Grim with food three times a day, seven days a week, for the duration of your absence with Professor Trein as the school's official photographer at an event outside Night Raven College," Azul began, his voice dripping with the saccharine politeness he used to mask his true intentions. "In exchange, you agreed that you will work for fourteen days, regular shifts, without any compensation for Mostro Lounge. I expect you to fully commit to your duties."

You nodded, hands neatly placed on your lap, a small smile on your lips. "Yes, that’s exactly it."

Jade’s grin widened slightly. You were so naive, so predictable. Pathetic, really—but there was something endearing about your earnestness. Everyone in Octavinelle liked this about you—how you walked into traps with your eyes wide open, never realizing until it was too late. You really are a shrimp, through and through. No sense of survival, no sense of fear.

Jade could feel his twin looking earnestly in you, their expression one of amusement.

You will never survive in the ocean.

"Very well then, Prefect," Azul continued, practically trembling with excitement as he handed you a golden scroll, a quill magically appearing in his gloved hand. "Sign this contract, and the favor you ask shall be yours."

You took the pen, hovering it just above the dotted line. Azul’s eyes gleamed with anticipation—just a few more minutes—seconds, and you’d be bound by his terms, forced into two weeks of unpaid labor. The satisfaction was almost too much to bear. You would be working without compensation, and Azul could even charge you for any drinks or food you will consume during your shifts!

Azul had also noticed that whenever you work, customers come flocking in! Is it because you're the famed Ramshackle dormleader? He can only suspect so. He might also have you gather more customers—all for free, technically, you are working free to him anyway.

Azul raised an eyebrow when he saw you set the pen down and lean back, that small smile on your lips widening into something sharper, more calculating.

Azul frowned.

"Azul," you began, your voice light and casual, but with an edge that made the room’s atmosphere shift. The twins noticed it too. Jade’s eyes narrowed slightly yet the smirk remains in his lips, and Floyd’s grin widened a little more as they both watched you closely—their eyes glued to you as a clear sign of their newfound interest.

Azul blinked, thrown off by your sudden change in demeanor. "Is something wrong, Prefect?"

"Not at all," you replied smoothly. "I’ve just been thinking about our arrangement. Fourteen days of unpaid work for three meals a day for Grim. It sounds like a fair trade, but then I realized something interesting."

Azul’s hand twitched slightly as he tried to maintain his composure. The contract is perfect in his eyes, all will favour him, how could it not be perfect? "And what might that be?"

You leaned forward slightly, eyes gleaming with a mischievous light. "Well, the contract is almost perfect. Almost. But there’s one tiny detail that caught my attention—the meals for Grim. You’ve agreed to provide them three times a day, seven days a week, but the contract doesn’t specify the quality of those meals, does it?"

Azul’s smirk faltered, it is common sense that Grim will be given tuna in cans, isn't it? "The meals will be adequate, and his favourite tuna—"

"Ah, ‘adequate,’" you interrupted, your tone almost playful. "That could mean anything, really. Some stale bread, leftover scraps—technically, that would fulfill the contract, wouldn’t it?" You giggle, a sound so sweet it almost had the twins—in their fascination, to stand up and hover behind you. You heard a thud, no doubt it was the twins. Jade’s eyes narrowed, yet his smirk remains, replaced by a look of intrigued and amusement. Floyd sat up straight, fully intending to be by your side yet his uniform was immediately yanked down by Jade, stopping him from interfering. Floyd almost let out a hiss at his twin, though eventually he relents.

"But here’s where things get interesting," you continued, voice dropping to a near sweet tone that Azul use. "If Grim receives such ‘adequate’ meals, he might not be satisfied. A can of tuna alone won't cut it, he needs meat. A properly cooked, healthy meat seeing as he is a carnivore. He could get hungry, irritated—perhaps even cause trouble." You pout—a gesture which distracted Azul for a second as his eyes fell on your lips—appearing as meek as possible, "And as his caretaker, his henchman, I’d be worried. Distracted. And a distracted worker is an inefficient worker."

You locked your eyes against Azul's blue ones.

Azul’s eyes widened as he began to see where you were leading him. He blinked in intrigued and a mix of irritation and amusement.

"And," you pressed on, now leaning on the table, merely inches away from Azul's face. "if Grim were to get sick or cause problems because of poor nutrition, it wouldn’t just be a problem for me." You roll the scroll and use it to poke Azul's chest. "It would be a problem for Mostro Lounge. After all, you’re responsible for providing his meals, for almost a week at that. Any disruption he causes would reflect poorly on your business, wouldn’t it?"

Azul’s mind raced as he tried to find a loophole, but you had him cornered. Refusing your amendment meant sticking to a contract that could end up causing more trouble than it was worth. Agreeing to it, however, would mean committing to a higher standard of care for Grim, cutting into his profits. Twenty-one cans of tuna is not a big expense for him, but if you're to insist on nutritious meals... Well, that would cost him much more than what he intended to provide for your gremlin of a cat.

A simple overlooked in his part really, perhaps it is his fault for thinking you're one of those anemones that will blindly agree to anything without reading the fine print.

Finally, Azul forced a smile. "What do you propose, Prefect?"

You smiled sweetly, as if this were all a friendly discussion. "I propose that the meals provided for Grim meet a specific standard. Balanced, nutritious, and satisfying. A mix of tuna and properly cooked meat. A steak even. That way, Grim stays in good condition, I stay focused on my task outside of Night Raven College, and Mostro Lounge continues to run smoothly." You smiled at Azul as you lean at the table—mere inches away from his face, the octomerman can practically inhale your scent, have you always smelled this good?

"I also propose that I won't do overtime during my shifts for fourteen days, though I will not get paid, I would love it if my meals and drinks are free of charge—all within the time of my shift, of course."

You smiled sweetly at Azul—the way you don't break eye contact. It's exhilarating. It's making him sweat under his dorm uniform. "It’s in everyone’s best interest, don’t you think?"

Azul hesitated. This was not the agreement he had envisioned. His meticulously designed scheme had been dismantled by your shrewd maneuvering. We're you secretly a trickster? Appearing naive and helpless yet you are the one who catches people in your trap of being a false prey.

With a begrudging sigh, he conceded, "Very well, I’ll agree to the contract your propose. The meals provided for Grim will meet the specified standards, and you shall have the favours you asked during the course of your shift at Mostro Lounge."

You picked up the pen again, a triumphant glint in your eyes as you prepared to finalize the deal. A sweet, sweet, smile on your lips. "Thank you, Azul. I’m so glad we could come to an agreement."

As you signed the contract, Azul's sense of triumph morphed into a tumult of frustration and begrudging admiration. It's disgusting, your body language appeals to him—he knows it appeals to the twins too, given how Floyd is laughing right now, with Jade snickering beside him. You're one of the first—if not the first who had successfully turned the tables on him. It is not even a heavy contract, just an agreement for food and yet, Azul concedes to your demands. Though he suppose it is not bad, since he will see you everyday for almost two weeks. What had seemed like a one-sided victory for him had morphed into a more balanced exchange. You had come into his office alone, seemingly naive, and yet you had outmaneuvered him with words that unsettled him deeply, yet amused him greatly—jellyfishes swimming on his stomach. Perhaps during that time for your compensation he will invite you to his office so he can give you a proper assessment.

Heh, not bad at all.

Jade and Floyd had their mismatched eyes glued on your form, as you stand. Admiring the sway of your hips as you walk outside the room where nobody ever comes out as victorious as you are. You, a small shrimp, had greatly amused the twins. Unfortunately for you, Floyd hates being bored and Jade loves unpredictability—both qualities you tickled the moment you succesfully negotiated a deal with none-other-than Azul Ashengrotto.

As you left the room, Floyd let out a low, almost purring chuckle—how dare you Shrimpy? His blood is now pumping in excitement because of you. "Hehe, Shrimpy’s got some real bite, huh? This is gonna be interesting."

Jade’s gaze followed you with a newfound intensity. "Indeed. The prefect is far more dangerous than they appear. Heh, perhaps they relish the game, much like we do."

Azul was left staring at the contract, his frustration intertwined with a growing, unsettling admiration. You weren’t the dimwitted fish he had thought you were. No, you were a tempest—a captivating, unpredictable force in the waters of Octavinelle. The way you had twisted the terms of the agreement had left him both disturbed and intrigued. Your brilliance was both unsettling and exhilarating, making him realize that you were a much more dangerous fish than he had ever anticipated.

A shiver of something dark and obsessive crept into his thoughts. You had managed to turn a simple negotiation into a display of strategic dominance, leaving him with a dangerous mix of respect and a growing, unsettling fascination. The twins are no better, Jade glues you into his memory, the way you answer casually—it is attractive. Floyd is well, Floyd. He might visit you later and compliment you for outsmarting Azul!

Hehe, who would've thought you are a predator in your own right? Perhaps the shrimp cocktail is a dish best served cold after all.

[harzilla]

ohh. Brain rot time.

Long lost sibling AU. Except Yuu is the lost sibling of one of our dear Twst boys. Like through magically shenanigans Yuu is pulled from the twst verse as an infant or toddler(or in Malleus' case an egg) and ends up in a magicless world. The world has no magic so they're forced to fit whatever the constraints of that universe are. So if for example, they were Riddle's sibling. They simply lack magic. But if they were a mer, beastman, or fae, then they not only lack magic but they were forced to become human. Yuu has no memories of twisted wonderland, no memories of their previous life. They only know the life they've lived with their adoptive family. Things like fairies, mermaids, and magic are nothing but fairy tales.

Until the day they woke up in the coffin at NRC. Okay, so turns out magic is actually real! Hey, Yuu's actually handling it okay(I swear game Yuu is extremely mentally stable if they're handling all the shit so well). The mirror, for whatever reason can't accurately read their soul. So they still think they don't have magic and want to go home to their magicless world.

Even if Yuu looks strikingly similar to their sibling, maybe nobody makes the connection because, duh, Yuu is from another world. Like even if Yuu looks like Leona or Azul for example, it must be a coincidence because duh, Yuu is human not a beastman or a mer. Nobody actually figures out Yuu is actually from the twst universe until whatever magic that caused them to be sent to another world as an infant and stripped them of their original identity finally wears off.

Like maybe something triggers it. Maybe fighting their sibling's overblot and saving their life(since an overblot can kill the mage it's attached to) is what triggers the magic to break.

Book two, after Yuu is knocked out by the spell driver disk and wakes up in the infirmary. Everybody is so focused on Leona that they don't notice that Yuu has sprouted a pair of lion ears on their head. Yuu doesn't even notice until they realize that everything is so much LOUDER and why does the room stink of medication so much?

Imagine book 3 and Azul's overblot has been defeated. Everybody's beat up and then Yuu suddenly collapse and they're having trouble breathing. People are panicking and then somebody notices that their skin is starting to change to grey and black and that the seams of their pants are starting to tear because SOMETHING is moving inside Yuu's pants. Maybe it's one of the twins who figures it out and yanks up Yuu's shirt and sees that they're sprouting GILLS on their torso. Poor Yuu is picked up and tossed into one of Octavinelle's tank where they finish transforming and surprise. Yuu almost looks like a carbon copy of Azul in that form. Even their hair changed color to the same shade as his in this form. Like maybe Azul and Yuu were the only two survivors of their clutch, but Yuu was lost or stolen and the lost of one of the only two children they have left was what finally triggered their parent's divorce.

Oh oh. Like imagine with Malleus. Insert shenanigans where Yuu ends up in their world much more down the line so they age at the rate of a human instead of a fae(or maybe they age like a fae but still look like a human so their family thinks they have some kind of medical condition that makes them age slowly, poor Yuu is the big family secret until they're old enough to be on their own). Let's say there's some shenanigans and Yuu and Malleus were twin eggs. The two of them when the eggs are close together they can communicate with each other(maybe if you listened closely you could hear the faint cooing or squeaks of the baby dragons in their eggs as they talk to each other). Yuu's egg is stolen and has just disappeared. Poor Malleus spends so long calling out to his other half, he's just a tiny baby in his egg and he doesn't understand why his sibling won't answer him anymore. Maybe as he grew he always knew something was missing. Even if he wasn't told about his sibling. He just KNOWS somebody should be there. Maybe that's why Yuu in that universe doesn't fear him. Because the both are naturally drawn to each other as their other half. Perhaps Yuu ends up waking up one day with their head hurting because somehow they're sprouting horns and their skin peeling because surprise! They've got scales starting to sprout all over their body.

Maybe book 6 Poor Yuu's hair just suddenly burst into flame when facing Idia's overblot because they're in S.T.Y.X. and there's so many phantoms and so much blot around that it finally overloads their system and triggers the curse to finally manifest in them. Poor Yuu went from a normal haircut to a ball of blue fire for hair.

Imagine going from being an only child or having maybe one other sibling to finding out you're actually Kalim's sibling and oh yeah, You actually have 30 other siblings. Kalim's taking it great and can't wait to introduce Yuu to their long lost family but it might take them a bit longer to process.

Being Riddle's sibling, Yuu might actually feel grateful they ended up in another world if they have decent parents because they're not sure they're ready to face Mrs. Rosehearts when they find out she's their bio mother.

Can y'all see my vision here? So much angst potential but so much comedy potential as well.

The shenanigans from the more emotionally constipated cast trying to navigate this new found relationship. Or trying to figure out how they're going to introduce Yuu to their family.

Then you got ones like Rook. Poor Yuu, hope they're good at learning French.

Edit: I've expanded on the idea more here https://www.tumblr.com/harzilla/761475981811777536/original-post-found-here?source=share

[meltedbluecaterpillar]

I Don't Care!: Diasomnia

Heartslabyul - Savanaclaw - Octavinelle - Scarabia - Pomfiore - Ignihyde

Romantic Jealousy: Based on real or imagined threats to a romantic relationship. There could be a history of infidelity or flirtations; however, this could also be solely based on insecurities. Sexual/Suspicious Jealousy: Based on fears that a partner may have cheated or be engaged in inappropriate communication.

Does he get jealous?

Malleus Draconia

Malleus is very aware that he isn't as social as his peers. So when Floyd comes to tease you he can't help but get emotional...

Malleus crossed his arms over his chest, watching the scene unfold with knit brows. Classes had ended for the day, and Malleus had made his way through the halls to retrieve you from Ace and Deuce and all of the other students that tended to cling and hover around you.

Malleus personally disliked it. It wasn't that you having friends upset him. It was the way they appeared so close. How they all seemed to yearn for your attention. Malleus was the object of your affections. No one else. The only 'person' he begrudgingly shared with was Grim.

So seeing Floyd wrapping his arms around your shoulders left his stoic expression twitching and contorting into a silent fury. Malleus couldn't see your expression. But through body language alone he could tell you were uncomfortable. Floyd cooed and lifted you off your feet as he squeezed your body. Until he noticed Malleus in the corner of his eye.

"Shrimpy, Sea Slug came to getcha." He sang softly as Floyd smiled as he pivoted, holding you against his body as he and Malleus locked eyes. "Guess that means we can't play today." Floyd held his stare with Malleus, disinterested in the way the clear sky began to swirl with darkened clouds. How the wind started to pick up and shake the trees. Floyd snickered before letting you go, you stumbled as your feet suddenly hit the floor, and Malleus reached out to catch you. Causing their locked eyes to break. "Specially 'cause Sea Slug seems mad..." His tone was still playful, but the twin seemed to be making a brisk walk in the other direction down the hall.

Malleus assisted you in standing, his hands holding your shoulders as he looked you over. The silent fury had melted into melancholy. "Are you alright?" He asked, the dark and heavy clouds had began to produce rain over the campus. Something that wasn't on today's forecast until now.

You nodded, thanking him with a sigh. Floyd was too rough, too handsy. You didn't like it. You asked Malleus to lean down so that way you could thank him. You pressed your lips against his cheek. And with his eyes widened and his cheeks flushed a dusty rose pink;

The weather had cleared again.

Lilia Vanrouge

Lilia didn't view himself as insecure. He was just having a hard time seeing Ace so close to you...

Lilia is an old man. You are not. Sometimes he would watch you run and play with those closer to you in age. Lilia was 700 years your senior. He had no issue with taking your hand when he discovered his feelings for you.

But with age comes with new anxieties. He wouldn't live forever. But there was a chance he would outlive you as well.

He stood near the once empty classroom. Listening in on a conversation being had between you and Ace. He never meant to pry on you personal matters unless you brought them up to him. But Lilia couldn't help it. "I do like you." Ace admitted, his tone awkward as Lilia leaned against the wall. His arms crossed as a frown rested on his lips. "And I know you're with Lilia but... I'm just saying, he's a thousand years old-" Lilia's eyes turned towards the tips of his shoes when you corrected Ace. Reminding your classmate that Lilia was a few hundred years younger than one thousand.

The conversation continued with Ace making an attempt to convince you to leave Lilia in exchange for him. Ace is around your age. He's human. And you would be perfectly happy with a more 'natural' arrangement. A Fae and a human was extremely uncommon in this world. In your world, Fae didn't even exist.

You raised your voice, startling Lilia as he listened to you shout at Ace. How he was just a little 'booger' and making a suggestion like this had to be one of many other reasons why he was still single. When Lilia heard you storming towards the door, he dashed down the hall and into another empty classroom to hide.

His heart thudded in his ribs. Lips parted as he caught his breath. His face warm as his hands now clenched into fists at his side. Lilia was upset with Ace making a move on you.

But he was ecstatic to know that you truly did cherish him just as much as he cherished you.

Silver Vanrouge

Silver already has so much to worry about. Something about Deuce being your friend made him worry...

Silver couldn't help how often he dozed off. His head bobbed as he sat on a small plastic chair beside you, leaning back with a stern look as he fought against his desires to sleep.

You were holding a stop watch and a small clipboard. Coding everyone on the track team for their times as Coach Vargas barked for everyone to pick up the pace. Silver didn’t mind. He knew that you liked to help your first year friends.

It was early in the morning on a Saturday. A little chilly, but nothing Silver couldn’t handle. But just for you, he had brought a black parka with the Diasomnia emblem for you to wear as the two of you sat in the cold air.

Now it was time for the team to take a break. Get some water, check on their time, stretch if they needed to. Deuce came over with a bright smile. Silver liked Deuce. He's a good boy with good intentions. He cherishes his mother and he has lots of growing to do. His eyes fluttered shut as the two of you talked. His head bobbed again. Even after an energy drink and a paper cup of coffee, he still couldn't stay awake.

"O-Oh but... I mean we don't have to do it like a date..." The words that left Deuce's lips filled Silver with the energy he needed for his eyes to shoot open. He sat up in his chair and looked at Deuce. "I know Deuce, it's just studying." You smiled up at him. Deuce awkwardly scratched the back of his neck. Still smiling as Silver stared in disbelief. Maybe he misheard something.

Deuce wouldn't pull that in front of him. There's no way. "Is it okay if I join?" Silver asked the two of you. His expression hardening as you turned to face him with a soft laugh. "If you want. We're just going over some stuff for a test on Monday." You and Deuce are classmates, even though you're Silvers age.

But something didn't sit right with Silver. Especially since Deuce looked disappointed after he invited himself to the study session. Or 'date', according to Deuce.

Sebek Zigvolt

Sebek doesn't believe in jealousy. But Ruggie proves that to be false...

Sebek narrowed his eyes, his teeth dragging into his bottom lip as he saw Ruggie holding one of your books above his head. Tossing it between one hand to the other. He was smirking, trying to get you to play with him.

"Is he a middle schooler?!" Sebek huffed and made his way over, now standing behind you as he easily took your textbook back from Ruggie. "Enough! No horseplaying in the halls!" He shouted as the beastman looked up in shock. And so did you. But you looked much happier to see Sebek than Ruggie did.

"Great, Loud Mouth is here." He huffed in annoyance as he folded his hands behind his head. "I was just messing around, don't burst a vein." Ruggie grumbled as Sebek handed you your textbook back. Remaining behind you with his hands now attaching themselves to your shoulders.

"I am not a Loud Mouth! And I am sure the Prefect doesn't appreciate you bothering them." Sebek didn't realize he was causing a scene now. Ruggie started to smirk again. "How would you know?" The hyena asked as he started to take a step away. "You have no idea how close we actually are Sebek. Since you're always gushing about your boyfriend Malleus-" "Lord Malleus is not my boyfriend!" He snapped as he started to slowly process what Ruggie said.

You and Ruggie are friends. Sebek was aware of that. It didn't bother him, until right now. You barked at Ruggie to leave Sebek alone, and the hyena only snickered and made his way down the hall. Vanishing among the sea of students. Sebek is one of Malleus' retainers. His job was to watch over the future king of Briar Valley. Sebek wasn't the best at managing his time between you and Malleus. But he did try.

So what did Ruggie mean by that? Was he just talking to hear his own voice? Or was something else going on?

[yuu-kantokusei]

How would each twisted wonderland characters treat you?

Romantically <3, except for Ortho

Twst characters x you

Reader is yuu

TW: none, just pure fluff✨️

❤️Heartslabyul🖤

Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle would initially struggle with his feelings, as his strict adherence to rules and propriety might make him hesitant to openly express affection. However, once he acknowledges his feelings, he would be a chivalrous and protective partner, offering small, thoughtful gestures like walking you to class or helping you with studies.

Ace Trappola

Ace would be playful and teasing, often flirting casually but meaning every word deep down. He’d try to act nonchalant about his feelings, but his actions—like always finding excuses to spend time with you or standing up for you—would betray his true emotions.

Deuce Spade

Deuce would be adorably awkward, often blushing and stumbling over his words when trying to compliment you. He’d strive to be dependable and strong to impress you, even if it means overexerting himself in front of you.

Cater Diamond

Cater would shower you with compliments and flirty remarks, always trying to make you smile. While he might come off as insincere at times, he’d genuinely care about you happiness and would subtly open up about his own insecurities once he trusts you.

Trey Clover

Trey would be the calm and dependable type, showing his affection through acts of service, like baking your favorite treats or lending a helping hand whenever needed. He’d be subtle but steady in his romantic gestures, making you feel safe and valued.

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💛Savanaclaw🖤

Leona Kingscholar

Leona would act aloof and indifferent at first, but his actions would speak louder than words—like protecting you from danger or lending you his cloak when it’s cold. Over time, he’d show his softer side, enjoying quiet moments with you and indulging in playful banter.

Ruggie Bucchi

Ruggie would be cheeky and lighthearted, often teasing you but also going out of his way to do sweet, unexpected things, like bringing you flowers or sharing his food (a big deal for him). He’d appreciate your kindness and would want to make you laugh.

Jack Howl

Jack would be shy and reserved, struggling to express his feelings outright. Instead, he’d show his affection through protective actions, like walking you home or training with you to ensure you’re safe. His straightforward honesty would make his rare compliments all the more meaningful.

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💜Octavinelle🩶

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul would be calculating at first, possibly trying to win your affection through carefully crafted gestures. However, as he falls deeper, he’d become more genuine, offering heartfelt compliments and finding ways to make your life easier. He’d see you as his equal and want to share his success with you.

Jade Leech

Jade’s romantic gestures would be subtle and sophisticated, often surprising you with meaningful gifts or taking you on unique outings, like exploring nature or stargazing. His enigmatic personality might make his feelings hard to read, but his devotion would be unwavering.

Floyd Leech

Floyd would be unpredictable and intense, expressing his affection in bursts of energy, like playful hugs or enthusiastic declarations of love. While he might overwhelm you at times, his loyalty and genuine care would shine through, especially in moments of vulnerability.

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❤️Scarabia💛

Kalim Al-Asim

Kalim would be warm, open, and enthusiastic, showering you with affection and grand romantic gestures like surprise parties or extravagant gifts. His sincerity and joyful nature would make you feel cherished and adored every moment you’re together.

Jamil Viper

Jamil would be more reserved, hesitant to express his feelings outright. However, he’d show his love through thoughtful, understated actions, like remembering your favorite things or subtly looking out for your well-being. When he does open up, his passion would be intense and heartfelt.

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💜Pomefiore❤️

Vil Schoenheit

Vil would have high standards for himself and his partner, encouraging you to be their best self. His romantic gestures would be refined and elegant, like inviting you to exclusive events or giving you personalized beauty tips. He’d be deeply supportive and proud of your growth.

Epel Felmier

Epel would try to impress you by showing his strength and determination, often trying to act more masculine or heroic. Despite his occasional insecurities, he’d be sweet and genuine, cherishing quiet, heartfelt moments together.

Rook Hunt

Rook would be poetic and extravagant in his affection, constantly praising your beauty and uniqueness with flowery language. His attentiveness and romantic flair might feel overwhelming, but his sincerity would make you feel truly special.

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💙Ignihyde🖤

Idia Shroud

Idia would be extremely shy and avoidant at first, struggling to even make eye contact. However, his feelings would manifest in small, thoughtful ways, like customizing a video game avatar for you or sharing his favorite media. Over time, he’d become more confident in expressing his love.

Ortho Shroud (non-romantic)

Ortho would be your biggest cheerleader, often playfully teasing his brother about his crush. He’d act as a supportive friend, helping Idia open up to you.

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💚Diasomnia🖤

Malleus Draconia

Malleus would be regal and romantic, treating you like royalty with old-fashioned manners and grand gestures, such as conjuring magical displays just for you. His deep respect and adoration would make you feel like the most important person in his life.

Lilia Vanrouge

Lilia would be playful and mischievous, expressing his affection through teasing and fun surprises. However, his wise and caring side would emerge in moments of seriousness, offering you guidance and unwavering support.

Sebek Zigvolt

Sebek would struggle to reconcile his loyalty to Malleus with his growing feelings for you. He’d be loud and overly formal at first, but his protective and earnest nature would eventually shine through, revealing his softer side.

Silver

Silver would be gentle and dreamy, often lost in thought about you. He’d show his affection through quiet, tender moments, like sharing peaceful naps under a tree or offering heartfelt words of encouragement.

[lustlovehart]

Might've sent this already but I saw it in my notes while looking for something, so just ignore if you've already seen it.

Can you imagine the reader getting sick while they're with the monsters? I can imagine Riddle and Cater being utterly helpless trying to get to Trey, Ace or Deuce as soon as they realize it. Oh after getting us the proper care I can imagine Riddle inch his spectral hand close to our forehead to cool even a bit of our fever. I don't know how zombies work that much but I'm all for pathetic boys so I can imagine their limbs coming off while trying to carry us inside if they couldn't find Trey immediately.

Out of Octavinelle boys the only one who'd have much knowledge about humans would be Azul and if he is out to get whatever plants/medicine necessary in his limited human form, tweels would be a disaster let's be honest they don't see sick things in the sea cuz those creatures usually die so quickly from the harsh environment so they are out of their element, their cold skin might help with fever but too much would make it even worse. I can see Floyd trying to squeeze us to make it better but after seeing it made us nauseous he just stops. Jade is trying to remember his land facts with a serious face all the while.

Sickness Kills, Sickness no more

Another adorable idea!! I really don’t know what else to add on it as I could really see what you said about how they react!!! (≧◡≦) ♡. If it’s a simple cold, i’m sure you could just tough it out and they would never notice. Buut, if it’s genuinely something detrimental to your health, they begin to notice and panic. I thought this was cute and wrote something up! I really wanted to write Chenya in this post, but after those few Chenya asks in the past, current;t struggling on what to make him😭 Will it be kitsune or nekomata, a struggle indeed 😞

CW: (Heavy) Obsession, Jealousy, Rook is being a weirdo, Reader Has a high fever, They want to turn you into a monster too, They change your clothes for you, Implied/Wanting Murder and Actual murder (Fellow, Neige and Skully)

Featuring: Heartslaybul, Savanaclaw (Jack mentioned), Octavinelle, Scarabia, Pomefiore, Idia, Diasmonia, Rollo, Fellow, Skully, Neige

Heartslaybul might be the best location to fall ill actually! As all of them are formerly human, unlike the others. But… that just aids them in their guilt so it might have backfired for them. Riddles' experience as a Doctor has him feeling the most responsible for your well-being. How utterly careless… he let you get sick. What would his mother think of him? What will you think of him?

Ace and Deuce are practically rushing around to grab whatever Riddle orders for your health. When they find themself not fetching stuff and standing by your side, Ace is cursing you to stay alive, even without magic, he’ll find a way. Deuce is placing his forehead on yours, hoping his cool (dead) skin will calm down that fever. When your warmth reminds him of his failures, all he can do is sit by your side and hope you’ll say anything to him.

Trey stands next to you, being the one who moniters your body temperature when Riddle is incapable of taking human form. He’ll be silent attempting to calm everyone down, but he can’t be very useful in that regard when the bolts in his neck trickle electricity every now and then (he has shocked everyone else from stress) or even when his limbs fall out of place fromte pressure, though not nearly enough as Deuce’s; they continue to detach and crawl over to you, their own mind having them pat your head or hold your hand.

Cater… Is very scarce in this case. As you heave in your hot and cold body, you think he doesn’t care very much, which you don’t mind, everyone else is much too worried. Little do you know Cater was given the special mission of collecting life force if you end up falling to this disease. He’s determined to do just that. They’ll have everything prepared for your new afterlife. When he comes back, you can only quirk a brow at the smile he has on his false face.

It was only a backup plan… But your laugh, the way the sun hits you reminds them you’re just a frail human. Perhaps… It’d be better if you’d never have to suffer in that mortal body. Stay forever in the shadows of this hospital.

Savanaclaw is only a third qualified, as Ruggie has never been human, and Leona was cared for by other people whenever he was ill. Their biggest problem when you fall sick is they don’t really have the proper knowledge nor materials to deal with it, unlike Heartslaybul who consists of all humans, and quite literally reside in a hospital.

When your heaves grow heavier and heavier with each passing moment, Leona rests you on his tomb (if you were conscious you would’ve freaked out at him, but luckily, you’re not), taking whatever water they can salvage from Savanaclaw, they try their best to cool your fever down. The pale wraps Leona already has on your body increase in quantity, acting as makeshift blankets while he brushes your fevered face.

Meanwhile Ruggie is the one who makes mad dashes around people houses, stealing whatever possible fix there is for illnesses. When Leona is busy cooling you down within whatever his power gives, Ruggie takes his place by your side tending to your every need, albeit with confusion.

If even for a moment you cough a little too hard, or even breath too rough, their backup plan in case all fails comes closer. Though, this backup plan would be their first, if it wasn’t for a certain—hunter… Telling them you’d hate them for all time. But even then, what’s affection if a little hate isn’t there? In truth, they wouldn't mind if you despised them, as long as you’re safe.

Then again, the act of them taking the vitality of innocents for your survival, would no doubt put guilt in your heart.

When you get better, all they can think about when they look at you is how they won’t be there when you really need assistance… What better way than to leave you in this tomb with a mummy?? After all, those bandages are the only sliver of protection you have from being killed so easily… Perhaps they should ask him, how to make you stay for eternity.

Octavinelle is the exact opposite of Heartslaybul it’s actually kinda funny. (Not to them, oh goodness how do they help fevers?!?). You being sick is one of the few times Jade’s so serious, the lack of double-sided compliments scaring you more than your fever. While Floyd is desperately squeezing the cold from his body into your skin, Jade comes from behind and holds your face in his hands, cooling it down from the oceans temperature. Neither attempt works, but they don’t stop.

Azul is urgently collecting every form of marine medicinal herb there is in the sea, even going true form and grabbing ingredients the size of ships. He’ll even do the wretched ‘running’ on land if it means getting you what you need. Magic can only take him so far, those human books he read didn’t need to tell him, he already knows as much.

When Azul comes back he hurriedly tells them to lay you down for treatment, having the two diligently perform every task he asks them. Jade isn’t cracking back-handed jokes and Floyd is entirely focused and still, only time to time fidgeting as he waits. If you weren’t so dazed you’d question if they were really the sea monsters you know.

The sounds of splashing water, the feeling of hands, tentacles, and tails all simultaneously work on ridding that fever. Somehow, it lulls you to sleep.

Your body remains floating in the water as all of them have you wrapped up in their limbs. When you come to, you realize they must’ve stolen someone’s clothes as a new pair are on you, as your new wardrobe is no longer soaked in sea water. You didn’t notice at first, but as soon as you woke up, their eyes were staring deep into your skin, almost like they’re searing the memory of you well and breathing into their memory.

The longer they look at you, the more they think about you. The dangers on land are so horrible… They never get such scenarios like that in sea… that means you must stay where such illnesses can’t reach you.

When you get sick in Scarabia, Kalim will beg you to make a wish, telling you he can make you better if you just ask. It’s one of the few times you genuinely want to make one, but your voice is much too hoarse for it to come through. You open your mouth and any words are too quiet to be commanded, with each syllable replaced with a cough. While Kalim is fretting over your well-being, Jamil is staring from the side, forked tongue hissing everyone once in a while.

This Jamil is capable of being a proper servant towards other monsters, as he knows their makeup… but with you, it’s a bit of a harder case. You don’t eat humans (he thinks), neither do you have tough skin, or enhanced ability, you are a mortal through and through.

Surprisingly, it’s Kalim who pushes through and knows what to do, albeit only slightly. He’ll tell Jamil you need water, and… and…! He can name some of the materials, but sometimes he trails off. It’s been so long since…

Jamil pinches Kalims ear to recenter his attention before slithering over with the needed supplies. He’s dabbing your face with water, taking a cloth and repeatedly dunking it into the liquid. When he takes the rag to dip back into the pitcher, he halts when you weakly grab at his wrist. It’s a weak sight, a vulnerable one, yet it makes his heart race because of how… weak you look. He watches you take his hand and place it on your forehead, eyes fluttering shut as soon as that cold touch hits you.

Right… Cold blooded…

Kalim wraps you in a makeshift blanket to keep your body warm, yet not too warm, while Jamil continues to switch between both hands to keep you cool, his tail wrapped around you. The touch of your skin on his reminds him just how warm you are.

When you finally get over your ailment, Kalim has you wrapped around himself, hugging you tightly as if you’d disappear. While Jamil isn’t nearly as affectionate, every time you walk around the desert the underlying feeling of eyes following you, persists every second… A silent statement of the danger you face all alone, telling you to stay and never harm yourself again.

Pomefiore with another human, except while not as medically skilled as Riddle, much better than everyone else due to his upbringing. Though, this knowledge gets outshone by Vil and Rook, who somehow, do know how illnesses work.

“Rook, do not caress them so… Just feed them the necessary remedies.” Vil sits by your side, ridding your body of the heavy clothes you adorn, until you’re left in much thinner cloth. All while he glares at the way Rook serandes your sweating face. Even in your current state, you can’t help but judge Rooks poor timing of poetry.

“Ah, amour… Even in such a vulnerable condition... I can’t help but believe your glisten is just as beautiful as yesterdays...” you feel his wispy hand stroke your cheek, wiping away your sweat, whispering something under his breath. If you had the energy, your would’ve walked away, but alas, you don’t. You look back at the ceiling, focusing on a single crack in the flawless interior, hoping the beating in your head would leave.

A particularly hard ache in your head as you lift your hands to hit the pain out, but you’re hands are stopped by Vil and Rook taking hold of each of your limbs. Rook whispers a ‘non non’ while Vil continues dabbing cool water on your skin, reprimanding you for such a harmful action.

All this action has you wondering where Epel could be… Come to daytime, the only interval where all of them are essentially harmless unless in the shadows, Epel finally shows himself when they’re both gone. His face isn’t too visible, as the shadows inside the mansion block out all light. You open your mouth to say something, but it’s quickly covered by an apple, teeth grazing the skin. For a moment you hesitate, but your hunters has you crunch into the fruit. You watch him bring the apple to his eyes, examining the marks before smiling.

“They were so worried about the fever, they forgot about food.” he brings the apple to his own lips, fangs piercing the same place you bit, your bites unionized. You’re none the wiser to Vil and Rook in the shadows, realizing, you don’t deserve an illness like this… It’s simple, just like Epel realized, the fragility of human and deciding to rid himself of that… they shall show you the same ephiany.

Ignihydes Underworld isn’t exactly the type you can wander around in… Which is why when Idia sees you resting your fevered head on his shoulder, he panics at the sight flickering in and out of your body. No… You shouldn’t be dying yet—!

And then he comes to the realization, if you died, without any ties to reality, you and him… Would never be alone again. He’s eerily silent as you cough, eyes darting back and forth at the suggestions in his mind. When you lean into him, he stays quiet, draping part of his cloak around your body, both of you trapped in the warmth of the fabric. If you died peacefully, you wouldn't become a ghost and join Heartslaybul… You wouldn't have to worry about the fear of a brutal death and suffering through life, is this not a mercy for you?

He hugs you tighter the more you cough, an ongoing war in his mind. You would never see those guys again… He wouldn’t have to worry about them, or you preferring their company over his—

“Idia…” your voice is horarse as shivers peak through your speech, “Please…”

Are you asking to die? Are you asking for him to be the one who guides your soul? Are you… wanting to be with him? He’s already preparing a scythe in hand, but when you flip your head up to look him in the eyes, he stops all motion.

“I don’t want to…” … You don’t have to finish for him to know. He knows when a person is desperate to live, and you’re one of them. No matter how much envy consumes him when you’re with those fiends, he won’t take your life, not until you truly wish to pass on.

But, that doesn’t mean the vermin around you are spared from his dark occupation. If anything, Idia will see to it they’re sent to the next life sooner than intended.

Diasmonia is an interesting case… They all do care for your current state, and your health of course, yet there’s a lack of urgency somehow… They cater to your sickness yet do it as if they’re only fawning over you rather than saving your life.

Malleus will take a humanoid form, holding your hands as he hums a tune, retelling tales you’ve told him. Occasionally, he will place his palm on your forehead, humming when he sees it’s just as it was when he last checked. There’s no point in asking what he’s doing, he’ll only smile with a tilt of his head before returning to stone, an ominous ‘Don’t fear, you’ll feel better soon enough.’ If you let him walk out, the cycle will repeat a few hours later, furthering your worries. If you grab onto eroding stone, though, he’ll turn back and hear your whispers, not real words but vespers of some. He’ll take his other rough-edged palm, pulling your hands to his lips. For a moment, you see regret in his eyes, but it doesn’t seem to last long when he says ‘it’ll be over soon.’

Lilia feeds you his food, one that’s… particularly not consumable for humans or monsters, yet he beams as if you’ll accept it. You somehow escape from the quick end you would’ve met had you eaten it, Lilia telling you it’s better to get accustomed to their food if you’re going to stay with them… You remind him you’ll be leaving soon enough, and he laughs… you don’t know why.

Sebek… Is very confusing in his behaviors. One moment he’s asking you ways to slightly ease the pain if he spots you wincing, next he’s flinching like he suddenly remembered something and telling you to stay sick for the monster's well-being. It’s conflicting, especially in your current state, everything only seems dizzying. When you wake up from your rest, you don’t feel any better, but there’s a single flower laid on your chest. It’s not much, but the sweet scent helps you forget your headache for a little.

Silver is the only one who remotely seems worried about your human form withering away. When the others are gone he’s next to you actually performing duties to rid your fever, quickly hiding the materials whenever he senses their arrival. He’ll shush you when everything becomes too much, whispering for you to sleep; he’ll rid you of any bad dreams you could encounter, you’ll only dream of your desires. So please, sleep. You never expected such behavior from the other three at all… Until it dawns on you when they overhear their words.

“Yes, the others only seem to ponder the idea, never act on it.” You hold back a cough while you lean against the wall, listening intently to whatever Malleus tells the other. “I wish to care for them until they’re much too weak to walk anymore.” He doesn’t mean… “And then we’ll do what all of them are much to meek to do.” You feel your body crumple under your weight, built arms scooping you up.

Silver… There’s a sorrowed look in his eyes as he looks at you, mouthing a quiet ‘sorry’ under his breath.

“… When they’re not human, they’ll never wish to leave this castle again.”

In the following days they continue to act like it’s your last day in the living, like your fate is predetermined. Malleus and Lilia lavish you in affection, while Sebek instructs you on ways of the dark as if you’re marrying to his family, albeit with a very distancing tone.

Every time they appear and go, you cling to Silver like your last life line, your grip is weak yet the look in your eyes acts like a command to him, insisting he better you.

And fortunately for you, you’re cured. Unfortunately for them, you’re cured.

Sages Quarter

- Rollo goes about the fever like any other one you’ve had, simply because everytime you have had one, it’s him who diligently sits by your side and aids you. (nevermind Jack… And Neige… He’s your main, he thinks, he hopes.) He’ll calmly talk you through the fever as he dabs your forehead, changes your wear, and feeds you in bed. It’s nothing he's never done before. But that’s only if the fever is normal; if it’s the high type, his demeanor take a shift and he looks much deadlier than he did before, his eye bags only increasing in depth.

“Do not move, you will strain yourself.” He watches you open your mouth, the glint in your eyes the kind you make when you’re about to throw a joke at him. Your pretty voice doesn't come out to his disappointment, only a whisper. The occurrence has him panicking, chastising you for silently laughing at your failed retort. “Is it really that funny that you can’t even talk?” he watches you mouth words, placing his hand on your lips, halting anymore movement.

You must be delirious from the fever, as you don’t protest but rather, smile at him. His chest tightens but he’s not sure from what emotion.

For a moment, your eyes go blank, and he’s swift to remove his palm, leaning into you with urgency. It was only for a moment, anyone else would’ve missed it, but not him; he remembers your eyes. He sighs when he sees the light reappear, taking his spot at your side once more.

“Do you take enjoyment in watching me worry?” you don’t have to do much for him to know you’re laughing at him, the look in your pupils tells him all he needs to know. Your hand hesitantly reaches for his cheek, brushing the back of your hand against pale skin. He takes possession of your palm, inhaling before letting the limb go again.

“M… Maybe… I do…” he can tell the effort it took to say just those few words. He watches you close your eyes before taking his handkerchief from his pocket, neatly folding the fabric on your chest.

“You… Truly—I can’t leave you like this…” … A wonderful thought. Maybe he just shouldn’t leave you, ever.

- Skully is quite literally screaming in panic, what exactly is he meant to do?!?! He basically webs you an entire luxury bedroom in your ail, gently coaxing you to lay down on the swindles of web. He smiles at your acceptance, ready to care for you with diligence! But then he remembers, that the entirety of this forest is dead. Any sign of life is quickly caught by him for consumption, any water has disappeared from streams, and plants have been desecrated for so long.

… How is he supposed to help you?!?

He can’t just wait for a wandering traveler to appear! That takes weeks or even months, he can’t wait that long! And even then, he can’t resort to feeding you the human…! It’s barbaric! For you at least... He does it all the time, but that’s because he’s a monster!! He doesn’t do it in front of you… you already seem so disappointed in him when you spy anyone just caught in his webs, the thought of you only looking at him with more fear in those eyes is unbearable—!

“Skully…—” he jumps at the feeling of you leaning on his shoulder, sweat glistening. He panics at the sight, picking you up with four of his arms while the other two set up your bed again.

“Please stay right here dear! I’ll find a way for you—” You pull his head down, close to your face, staring into all his eyes. You huff a single breath into his ear, the word ‘town’ the only audible thing. He knows himself, he stands out way too much to blend into society, so he really shouldn’t… But he can’t stop himself when he lifts you off the bed, a torn blanket he stole wrapped around him like a cloak.

He really shouldn’t… But for you he would break all manner of rules. Even, if he must be ungentlemanly, and leave a trail of webs and red in his wake, he’ll do it all, for you.

- Fellow turns his haunted head, his false joints bending to walk towards you. Thing strings begin to surround you like snakes, not touching, only moving around you.

“Fellow…? What are you…?”

“Shhhh, I thought sick people like you need sleep? My, don’t worry, you’ll be perfectly safe in my care!” the strings quickly push you towards him, Fellow’s false body and intricately designed clothes sound from the force you bump into him. Your head slowly turns up to look at the puppet, his face only a mere inches away from you. If he was a human, there’s no doubt he would be infected by now.

With each step he takes your hand weakly grabs his neck, the fox-themed marionette humming as the strings behind him follow close behind. You open your mouth to question what exactly he’s doing, but only a cough comes out. For a split second, Fellow looks down at you with pain, remembrance of something, something you don’t know. He’s back to the cunning showman persona just a moment later. With the opening of his fake mouth, words come from him.

“As I said, my valued hunter, I will make sure your visit to my stage…” your eyes flutter shut from exhaustion, your last feeling being hard lips placing a chaste kiss on your temple. “You will never feel fear in your life again, dear puppeteer, for the rest of this stage is yours.”

A puppeteer… One that controls the doll on stage… Is that really the case here?

You wake up to the instant feeling of rejuvenation. Just what happened?

The sight of Fellow cleaning his strings bloodied with crimson, tells you It might be better to not know just how you’ve been cured.

- Neige lets you rest your head on his chest as his ivory wings envelop you in a warm embrace, telling you you’ll get better soon, he promises.

It’s not like you can deny his oath, not without a voice. Even then, if you did have one, you don’t think you would’ve anyway, it would be too cruel to tell Neige you don’t trust him to fix you. He’ll lay pristine white covers over you as he flies out the window, a sense of urgency in the angel that he never feels very often unless it’s about the dear human he’s meant for.

When he gets back, he’ll tend to you with tenderness and a gentle touch. Each dab of a towel is soft yet effective, and every spoon of remedy kind as it goes down. He’s certain it’ll work, especially with each blessing he gives you, it must, it has to.

But it doesn’t. You still lay in bed coughing, your speech disappearing with each passing moment. It doesn’t do good for his heart, and he’s not even a human yet it hurts, it hurts seeing you frail like this. But, then his breathing hitches when he realizes a certain feeling swelling inside him.

Wrath. He’s angry that the world won’t let him help you, even more so that the earth feels to do this to you in the first place. He puts on a smile for you as he sits at your bedside, but the way he clenches his fist tells you there’s something else.

“Neige…—”

“It’s okay! I’m going to fulfill my promise, okay?” his eyes sparkle with determination, and all you can do is nod.

The next time he flies over, word of an all-healing elixir reaches his ears, and so, he finds the seller, giving them the kindest of greetings in disguise. He offers up the price everyone spoke of, telling the vendor about your condition. He's hopeful this will work when he gives it—!

“No.” … What? Any other words the seller had to go out one ear and the other, only the way they looked at him seared into his brain. The next moment is a blur for Neige, only the repeated word of ‘Greed’ repeating in his mind.

… When you get better, he folds his wings far away from you, hopeful that you won’t see the black scattered amongst the ivory. Even then, he will commit all manner of sin, even fall from grace, to make sure you stay so heavenly.

A/n: If MH!Reader got a high fever when Crowley is around, you can bet money they’re coughing into a napkin and shoving it in his face to get him sick. If their illness ends up being something really bad, plague? Even better (for them, not everyone else cuz now you have the worst illness ever??? For Crowley too cuz wtf why’d you try giving him the plague?!?)

[theliving-radio]

The Meaning of “Big Brother”

Part: 2

Warnings: none, more fluff, shenanigans happen again, Gender neutral, Big Brother Malleus calls you “Baby Sibling”

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Malleus continues to ask around the school on what it means to be a “Big Brother”. He would ask those who were the older sibling in their family for advice, and whatever they gave him, he wrote down in his notepad.

During his adventure, he ended up in Octavinelle to ask more students. Though, he suddenly paused when a thought crossed his mind.

Who was the oldest between the Leech twins?

“Oya~ you want to know who the eldest between me and Floyd?” Malleus was able to find Jade easily since he was working in the lounge.

“Correct. Lately I’ve been asking around the campus on the matter of the meaning behind ‘Big brother’. While being in Octavinelle, I thought about Floyd and you, curious on which one is the oldest.” Malleus was able to answer truthfully.

Jade wasn’t surprised by the fact that Malleus was in the Octavinelle dorm. He heard from a few students that the Fae was going around and asking certain people questions. When Azul caught word that Malleus Draconia was here, he ran out of his office and went to find him in hopes to create a contract with him.

Jade is more amused that a future king wished to come and ask him about family.

“I’ve heard from Floyd before in the past that he is neither the oldest of youngest between you two. So that makes me question if he’s telling the truth or is there more to it?” Jade hummed at Malleus questions, watching as the fae took out a notepad.

Well that’s interesting.

“Well, he is correct first of all.”

“Oh?”

Jade chuckles, “We are Mer-eels. Our mother laid about around 10,000 eggs. Of course most of the majority of those eggs were swept away by the ocean currents, or eaten by other predators. Floyd and I were the only to survive.”

“10,000? That is an incredible amount.”

“Indeed, as who is the eldest, well… we hatched at the same time.”

Jade… wasn’t fully telling the truth. Yes, Moray Eels can lay up to 10,000 eggs. But, he was speaking on behalf of his fish counterpart. Good Sevens! His poor mother birthing 10,000 eggs just sounds dreadful! Thankfully it was just him and Floyd. The part where they both hatched at the same time was not a lie however.

“If the birth was at the same time, along with the hatching… then there isn’t really a distinct eldest or youngest between the two.”

“Precisely.”

“Hm, that doesn’t really help me here… but I did find the fact interesting.”

Malleus closes his notepad and thanks Jade again for answering his question before walking out of Mostro Lounge. Jade waves as he watches the Fae walk away before turning back to his work behind the bar. A few minutes go by and Jade hears a huffing and puffing Azul, he looks up to see that the octopus looks like he’s about to kneel over.

“My my, have you been running around the dorm this whole time?”

“Jade! Haaaa… have you-,”

“Seen Draconia around? Why yes, I have. We talked for a bit and he asked me some interesting questions.”

Azul walks over to Jade behind the bar counter and grabs his shoulders. “And?! What did he need?! What did he want!?”

“He wanted to know who was the Older Brother between Floyd and I,” Jade answers without missing a beat and smiles down at his business partner.

Both stare at each other in dead silence. Azul lets go of Jade and slowly turns around to his head to his office. Once the Octo-mer made it back into his office, Jade started to mentally count up in his head before he heard loud cursing in the office.

“Ah, 13 seconds. A new record.”

“Malleus! If I had known you were visiting, I would have thrown a party!” Kalim happily greeted the tall Fae.

Malleus smiled at the idea of a party that he would be invited to, but he will save that for another time.

He’s on a mission right now.

Kalim happily walked with Malleus to the Scarabia lounge room, offering Malleus to sit down with him. He took a seat next to Kalim in the soft blankets and pillows laid across the lounge floor. “If you want, I can make us some tea and we can play a game of Mancala!”

Malleus chuckles at the over excited human. “Perhaps another time. I’m here to ask you some questions. Serious questions, actually.”

“Oh!” Kalim positions himself so his body was fully facing Malleus, he then slaps his cheeks with his hands and furrows his brows, trying to look more serious for the topic. “Serious… So what’s the questions?”

“I’ve heard you have a lot of younger siblings, and you are the eldest among all of them. I wanted to know how you make time to spend time with all of them.”

Kalim blinked for a second and broke out into a huge smile. “Oh, my siblings? Well, it’s been awhile since I’ve played with them since I’m here,” he lets out a chuckle and continues, “But when I do go home, I do my best to play with all of them! I make sure to try to play something that all of us can do together. Sometimes they don’t agree on what we should do, and small arguments do occur… but I do whatever I can to make sure they’re all happy in the end!”

Kalim continues to talk, recounting stories about his siblings, all while Malleus wrote down in his notepad.

“Hey Kalim, did you finish your homework? I didn’t see you in your room.” Jamil walks around the corner and chokes on his spit when his eyes land on Kalim and Malleus.

WHAT IS HE DOING HERE!?

“Ah, Viper! You made it just in time! Al-Asim was just telling me about his younger siblings. Please, join us.” Malleus tried his best to smile at the Vice Housewarden, unfortunately it only made Jamil more nervous.

“Yes, come join us Jamil! Oh that reminds me, how’s Najma?” Kalim asked all of a sudden, curious on how Jamil’s younger sister is doing.

That’s such an odd question to ask out of nowhere…

“Ah yes, I came to Al-Asim to ask about his younger siblings and how he cares for them as an Older Brother. And now that I’ve been reminded, you are Najma’s older brother… now tell me Viper, what is it that you do with your sister?”

What kind of question is that?! Is that why he’s here?!

Jamil had to sit down so he wouldn’t fall over due to feeling light headed.

“Why do you want to know?”

“Because I am an Older Brother now, and I wish to know how to be a good to my Baby Sibling.”

Ah so it ties back to the Prefect… Jamil was ok with that, it’s not like Malleus was demanding much, just some advice and information…

Was that a notepad?

“Najma is always checking up on Jamil! I’ve heard them talk over the phone before, asking about his mental health and if she needs to send over their mother’s special tea blend.” Kalim answered for Jamil, causing the boy to look at his Housewarden in betrayal. “Oh! One time Jamil made her really angry so Najma planted a small beetle on his desk.”

“That was not ‘small’!”

“During one summer, they went on Vacation to Sunset Savanna. From what Najma told me, Jamil was so hard to handle due to there being so many bugs in the area!”

Jamil jumped Kalim from across the lounge and both started to tussle. Kalim laughing thinking it was a game, while Jamil was trying to shut him up with the embarrassing stories.

Meanwhile Malleus was just writing down everything, a small smile on is face as he thought about his Baby Sibling. Maybe he can take you on vacation one day! Just family bonding time!

The Dragon Fae paused his writing as he taps his pen against the paper, already planning his next destination.

Rook Hunt was already waiting for Malleus just at the entrance of Pomefiore. He was holding a small notepad of his own, ready to present it to Roi de Dragon.

"Hunt... I assume you know why I am here?"

"Yes! I couldn't help but hear from around the school that you are looking for advice to better care for the Trickster! Comme c'est beau!" Rook couldn't help but praise Malleus. Just the display of him wishing to improve himself to be a better Older Brother! How beautiful, it's so touching!

"Unfortunately, I can not stay to tell you about the experience within my own family due to having to help Roi du Poison... so I have gone ahead and prepared my own notepad for you!"

Oh! That was kind of him!

"I thank you. I also assume that what you wrote down is how you spend time with your siblings, along with how you treat them?"

"Oui! I have two older siblings and three younger ones. I am considered an older brother to the three, after all, and I wish to share my knowledge with you, Roi De Dragon! After all, you are a Big Brother now, and as a Big Brother, it's our job to look after our Baby Siblings."

Malleus couldn't help but smile at the hunter's words. So even Rook Hunt understands the importance of being an Older Brother.

Excellent.

With that, Malleus said his goodbyes to Rook as he went off to ask more students for advice.

A red screen flashes right in front of Idia as he was in the middle of one of his games. At first it startled him, and then he began to panic. The red screen switches to a camera in the main hall of Ighihyde, showing Ortho guiding a tall figure through the dorm. But that wasn't just any tall figure...

That was Malleus Draconia!

Why is Ortho leading Malleus Draconia to his room?!

"Oh no no no no no no, I am not ready to die! I haven't even finished getting my daily pulls!" Idia full on panics as he types away on his monitor, trying to send a message to Ortho.

Idia waits for Ortho to respond to his message... and then sees he's been on read...

And Ortho still leads Malleus to his room!

"Big Brother! There's someone who wants to see you!"

Like sevens they do!

"I'm not here!"

Malleus and Ortho just stare at the door in silence, processing Idia's response.

"Shroud, I wish to only ask you some questions-"

"Nobody is here! Please leave a message after the beep...”

Malleus waits for a while, "... I did not hear a beep.”

Ortho sighs as he tries to unlock the door. "Brother is just nervous around company."

"I understand, but if he's not available, maybe I can ask you.” Malleus confessed as he watched the robotic boy turn to him.

Ortho points at himself, “Me?” Malleus chuckles at the young boy and nods.

“Yes, I have been asking around the school for advice from other students who are also older brothers. Though, seeing how Idia Shroud in unavailable, I should take a different approach.”

Ortho nods as he believes what Malleus is going to ask. The younger Shroud has heard talk around the school how Malleus Draconia has been asking about how to be an Older Brother. When he ran into Malleus in the Mirror chamber, he mentioned how he wanted to talk to Idia and Ortho thought it was a wonderful idea.

Idia is the best Big Brother after all!

“Do you wish to ask me on my own perspective on being the younger sibling? Is so, I will happily answer any questions!” Ortho responded enthusiastically, Malleus couldn’t help but chuckle from the young boy.

Malleus takes out his notepad and pen, ready to write down the new information he will receive. “You would be considered Idia Shroud’s Baby Brother, so I wish to know… how well are you being taken care of? Does Shroud take his role as a Big Brother seriously?”

Ortho hums and tilts his head to the side, going through his memories and wondering on which one to use as a good example. His eyes open back up and he lights up on the spot. “Big Brother does treat me well! In fact, he makes different models of me with different outfits!”

“Ah yes, I do recall you having your own version of ceremonial robes. He helped you make them?”

“Yes! Idia has made a lot of upgrades for me in the past, even right now he is doing research on a new model for me!” Ortho was getting more animated by the second as he spoke about his own older brother.

Malleus wrote down the younger Shroud’s answer, pleased with the result.

He can’t make you ‘upgrades’ like how Idia does for Ortho, but maybe he can make you something else?

Maybe a gargoyle for Ramshackle?

Malleus paused his writing as he just remembered something. He pulls out a pocket watch from inside his school uniform and sees how much time has passed.

“Ah, it’s already late… as much as I wish to ask more questions, my own Baby Sibling is waiting for me.” Malleus puts his watch, pen, and notepad away.

Ortho giggled, “I completely understand! Please say hi to them for me!”

Malleus nods as he begins to make his way out of the Ignihyde dorm. Ortho waved at Malleus as he watches him leave, still standing outside Idia’s room. After a few seconds go by the door to the room opens up, revealing Idia. Ortho was expecting him to be nervous, instead he was met with Idia’s face all scrunched up, like he ate a lemon.

“Did he just come over to ask about family? Malleus? Bruh, from anyone else, I can see that. Him? That’s like the Final Boss asking the hero advice on how to become a better villain, super cringe.”

“I think it was sweet for Malleus Draconia to come visit you! You’re the best Big Brother after all!” Idia couldn’t help but huff out a small chuckle, as he reaches his hand out and ruffles the top of Ortho’s head. The younger Shroud giggles at the action, enjoying the affection his Older Brother gives him.

You were currently waiting on the front steps of Ramshackle, waiting for a certain Dragon Fae to show up, and that certain Dragon Fae was going to get an earful from the rumors you were hearing all day.

Apparently Malleus was going around asking other students who had younger siblings about ‘What does it mean to be a Big Brother?’ You couldn’t help but groan in your hands.

That’s just super embarrassing!

Green lights begin to sparkle as you peak from your hands, seeing the green fireflies that appear every time Malleus came to visit. When removing your hands, you see him. Malleus standing before you looking proud as ever.

You were annoyed by the his actions, but seeing him now looking like he conquered the world made that annoyance evaporate.

“Took you long enough. I’ve heard you’ve had an eventful day today.”

“Ah…” Malleus looks away from you, scratching the side the side of his cheek. “So you’ve heard. I was hoping this to be a surprise.” You couldn’t help but snort.

“A surprise? Horton you’ve been asking every student around the school about the meaning behind ‘Big Brother’! Like seriously, you think I wouldn’t find out about it?” You give him a teasing smile as you watch him crouch down to sit beside you on the front porch steps.

Malleus began to pout, and you let out a laugh seeing the intimating fae pout. POUT! “I wasn’t aware that my questions would cause a stir around the school. I only wished to seek advice.”

“Did you get what you were looking for?”

Malleus turned to look at you, he examined you as you awaited his answer. He turns away and pulls out the notepad he’s had with him this whole time, turning back to you he smiles.

“Would you like to see what I’ve gathered?”

You couldn’t possibly say no.

The rest of the evening you read through his notes, pointing at certain facts and stories from other students. There were a few times where you had to put the notepad down due to having a laughing fit.

Just watching you be happy with his research made the dragon fae happy. As he saw the way you smiled and your laughter echoed around the evening sky, he made a promise;

He will do everything in his power to make sure his Baby Sibling always smile.

Maybe that’s what it means to be a Big Brother.

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I finally finished the second part! Oh good lord! Hope you all enjoy it!

@frootloopscos @d1g1t4ld1v1n3

[solxamber]

Giving Them Chocolates on Valentine's Day with: Octavinelle

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Azul Ashengrotto

You approach Azul in the Mostro Lounge, your heart pounding against your ribs. He’s behind the counter, meticulously checking over inventory, looking as polished and composed as ever.

At least, until he notices the neatly wrapped heart-shaped box in your hands.

His sharp eyes narrow slightly in suspicion. “What’s this?” he asks, adjusting his glasses as he peers at the chocolates like they might explode.

You blink. “It’s chocolate.”

“I can see that,” he says, ever the businessman. “What I mean is—why?”

You resist the urge to roll your eyes. Typical Azul. Always thinking there’s some hidden clause, some kind of catch. You hold out the box a little more insistently. “Because it’s Valentine’s Day. And because I like you.”

The effect is instantaneous.

Azul’s expression shatters. His carefully maintained composure cracks like glass. His fingers twitch where they rest on the counter, and for the first time, he seems completely, utterly lost.

“You…” He blinks rapidly, his voice quieter now. “You like me?”

You tilt your head, watching his face turn a shade of pink you didn’t even know he was capable of. “Yeah. I thought that was obvious.”

Azul makes a sound. You’re not sure if it’s a laugh or a quiet gasp of disbelief. Either way, he clearly doesn’t know what to do with himself.

He exhales sharply, adjusts his glasses again—completely unnecessarily—and shifts his weight like he’s trying to ground himself. Then, as if desperately grasping onto something familiar, he clears his throat and straightens up, the businessman in him taking over.

“Well,” he says, smoothing a hand over his coat, “in that case, it would be highly inappropriate of me not to offer you a proper date.”

You blink, caught off guard by the sudden shift. “Oh?”

Azul nods, trying so hard to appear composed despite his ears still burning red. “Mostro Lounge serves only the finest cuisine. Allow me to treat you to dinner tonight. Naturally, I’ll cover all expenses.”

Your lips twitch. “You’re really making a date sound like a business transaction.”

Azul scowls immediately, crossing his arms as he actively fights for his dignity. “That’s not—! I just meant that it would be—! Ugh.” He sighs, pressing his fingers against his temple before looking at you again, this time softer.

“…I’d like to take you to dinner,” he amends, quieter now. “Because I like you too.”

Your chest warms.

Now you’re the one who feels a little breathless, your heart stuttering at the rare sincerity in his voice.

You smile. “Then I’d love to go.”

Azul exhales, as if he’s been holding his breath this whole time. He nods, then quickly busies himself with setting out a reserved sign for the best table in the lounge—as if planning everything right this second will keep him from combusting.

You watch him, amused, and so, so fond.

For all his smooth talk and confidence, he’s just as flustered as you are.

Jade Leech

You really should have prepared for this better.

Jade Leech was not the kind of person you could just walk up to, hand over chocolates, and expect a normal reaction. You knew that. And yet, here you were, clutching a heart-shaped box like it was a live grenade, stumbling through your words as his ever-present, knowing smile grew sharper with every passing second.

“So, um,” you start, regretting every life choice that led to this moment. “I—I made these for you. Because it’s, uh, Valentine’s Day. And also because I—uh—”

You stop.

Jade is watching you way too intently, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he waits so, so patiently for you to finish your sentence.

You take a steadying breath and just force it out. “Because I like you.”

For a long moment, he doesn’t say anything.

Instead, he hums, soft and thoughtful, as he takes the chocolates from your hands—his fingers brushing against yours, just barely. Then, without warning, he leans in.

Way too close.

Your breath catches.

Jade tilts his head, studying you like he’s greatly enjoying the way your face is rapidly heating up. “How interesting,” he murmurs, his voice low and far too entertained. “You’re quite adorable when you’re nervous.”

Your stomach flips.

Jade watches your reaction for a moment longer—dragging this out on purpose, the menace—before finally pulling back. And even then, not by much.

His smile softens, and there’s something almost warm beneath the teasing glint in his eyes. “I accept,” he says simply.

It takes your brain a full three seconds to catch up. “Wait—you—”

“I like you too,” he continues, as if it’s the most natural thing in the world.

You blink, still thoroughly disoriented, and Jade laughs quietly, clearly enjoying himself. “Shall I take you to dinner tonight?” he muses, tapping the box lightly. “It would only be fair, since you’ve already given me such a lovely gift.”

Your heart is fighting for its life.

“…Yeah,” you manage. “That sounds nice.”

Jade grins. “Perfect.”

And just like that, you know you’ve fallen right into his trap.

Floyd Leech

You’re pretty sure you’re about to die.

Because the second Floyd spots the chocolates in your hands, his entire mood plummets.

One moment, he’s just existing—normal Floyd behavior, a little lazy, a little restless. And the next? Oh. Oh no.

His grin disappears. His eyes darken. His whole posture shifts, and suddenly, he looks one wrong move away from squashing the nearest person to death.

“…Whatcha got there, Shrimpy?” His voice is low, slow, and dangerous, like a predator catching the scent of something it doesn’t like.

Your fight-or-flight instincts scream at you to run.

But you don’t.

You force yourself to stay put, lifting the chocolates a little higher in a silent please don’t kill me gesture.

“…They’re for you,” you manage.

Instant. Mood. Whiplash.

Floyd blinks. And then—all at once—he’s grinning again.

“Ehhh? Really?!” His entire demeanor flips so fast it gives you whiplash. Suddenly, he’s giggling, practically bouncing as he snatches the chocolates from your hands and leans in so, so close.

No personal space. Not even a little.

It’s our space now.

Floyd hums, inspecting the box like he’s debating whether to eat the chocolates first or eat you. “Y’know,” he drawls, tilting his head, “if these were for someone else, I probably would’ve squeezed ‘em real, real hard.”

Your stomach drops. “I—uh—”

“But they’re for me!” he interrupts, all teeth and delight, pressing the chocolates against his chest like a prized possession. “So it’s fine~!”

You exhale, shaky. “Great. Love that.”

Floyd chuckles, and before you can react, his arms are around you. Tight. Secure. Warm. He leans in close enough that you can feel his breath against your skin.

“Mmm… you’re mine now, though.”

Your heart short-circuits.

Floyd giggles again, sing-song and sweet, but his grip is firm, unyielding. “Forever n’ ever, right, Shrimpy?”

You swallow hard, helplessly flustered. “…Yeah.”

His eyes glint with satisfaction.

“Good,” he purrs, and somehow, you just know—

You’re not gonna regret this. (probably)

Masterlist ; Valentine's Event

[tsukii0002]

Scarabia student: Pathetic human with no magic

Yuu: Ha, ha, yes I am.

Octavinelle student: You are an incompetent person.

Yuu: Ups busted.

Pomefiore student: You don't have a shred of class.

Yuu: You hit the nail on the head.

Savanaclaw student: That damn cat...

Yuu: …

Savanaclaw student: *with a smug look* What? what are you looking at?

Yuu: *grabbing him by the collar of his shirt* Listen and listen to me well, if you talk about my Grim again we'll see who changes the world first, you or me.

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