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OH. MY GOSH??

FIRST LIMITED DOUBLE AFTER 3 YEARS 😭

How are your guys’ pulls going? Sending a bit of luck your way!!

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SUMMARY: you comfort yuri after the events of chapter 14

COMMENTS: i fixed that bullshit scene in chapter 14 when those assholes made yuri cry. i know the mc isn't very confrontational but i am and i got SO mad when that screen happened that i actually skipped through most of the dialogue. fuck those guys. we comfort yuri in this household.

He wasn’t the one who did the betraying. He’d done nothing but his best at every turn. He would never do anything to hurt his patients. He had always done his best. That’s why he became a doctor—to help people in ways he couldn’t before. How could they just enter his clinic and say that!? How could he stop this from continuing? He wanted to leave, he wanted out, he could do this anymore—!

“That’s enough. Get the fuck out right now.”

Yuri sucks in a shuddering breath, his shoulders trembling. It takes a moment for him to realize that you'd stepped in front of him, arms crossed over your chest. The two Frostheim students don’t look deterred, though.

“Getting someone else to cover for yo—”

“Quiet. You have no right to speak here. Get the fuck out.”

“But—”

“Ah, no. Did you not hear me? You might want to go see Darkwick General if you’re becoming delirious. Did you honestly think you could just walk into Yuri’s lab and disrespect him like that? Take your fucking ointment and get out.”

“You—”

“Why are you still here? Trying to dig your own grave? I can’t understand why assholes like you think you even deserve to breathe the same air as him. Yuri is a very intelligent, compassionate man. He’s a far more valuable person than you will ever be.”

It takes Jiro coming back for them to scatter, but all Yuri can think about is how you’ve defended him. He stays silent, letting the thoughts wash over him, and it isn’t until you hold his face and murmur a soft “hey, let me see you,” that he breaks.

It’s embarrassing, sniffling in your arms like a child. His vision is blurry, but sees your heart broken expression and wishes he could fix it. He's the cause of it, the cause of that brokenness, and Yuri wants nothing more than to hold you together, to tell you that he’s fine and that they didn’t affect him at all, but he can’t speak. He soaks up your comfort, hiding his face in your shoulder as you wrap your arms around him, rubbing the most gentle circles onto his back. You’re talking—he thinks you don’t think he’s really, truly listening—and you say the sweetest things.

“You’ve done more with three minutes of your time than they will do with their entire lives,” you say, “You’re talented and strong and so, so smart. I’m always impressed by just how much you know. You’d think I would stop being surprised at some point, because you’re just such a hard worker, but I don’t think I ever will be.”

Your shirt is wet with his tears, His hands are wrinkling the fabric with the force of his grip.

Don’t go. Please stay. Please, please stay.

Believe him. Believe in him. Please.

He wants to stop the tears from falling, to remind you that he’s a strong person even though you've already confirmed it, but with your words his words die away. Your breath is warm against his ear and he shudders, a gut wrenching sob leaving his lips.

It’s been so hard. It always is and always will be.

“Breathe,” you murmur.

One of your hands finds its place on the crown on his head, and when you begin to stroke his hair like he’s someone precious, he crumbles all over again.

It feels so good to be vulnerable. He hates it, but it feels so good. You’re not shoving him away, or calling him a traitor, or yelling at him for his mistakes. You’ve accepted it, or maybe you don’t believe it, but whatever answer is good enough for him so long as you stay by his side.

“You’re a wonderful doctor, Yuri,” you say, “I’ve never met someone so dedicated to his work. I’ve never met someone as passionate as you about advancing the field. You’re so amazing. Don’t let those lowly bastards get you down.”

He hears you ask Jiro to fetch some tissues. He hears him leave.

Yuri thinks he might believe you.

For once in his life, he might believe the things he says about himself, because they come from you.

You have never lied to him, not even once. You wouldn’t start now.

Yuri knows, after all this is over, he’ll be a scared boy curled up behind the brick walls he’s erected over the years. He’ll deny your touch and blush when you smile or ask to hold his hand. He’ll call you ignorant and watch as your face scrunches up in displeasure.

He’d think you hated him.

Why do you stay!?

What if...he messes up with you, too?

“For the record, I don’t believe a single thing those Frostheimer’s say.” you chuckle, “It all sounds like bullshit to me. But if there is anything you want to tell me, be in now or five years from now, you can. I promise I’ll listen.”

Yuri slumps into you.

“I only want to believe the things you tell me about yourself,” you hum, “Because if I believe what everyone says, I wouldn’t really know you. And that’s what I want to do.”

He lifts his head from your shoulder, meeting your gaze with his bloodshot one.

Yuri opens his mouth, but no sound comes out. What should he say? Thank you? I care about you? I want you to stay by my side? I want to protect you, too?

Your eyes dart around his irises, scooping up all of his emotions with your steady hands like they’re tangible things. Like you can understand him perfectly, even though he says nothing.

“Thank you for trusting me,” you reach up and cup his cheek again, brushing your thumb against the wetness of his cheekbone, “I’m honored to be able to help you in any way I can.”

And then,

“I care about you so much.”

You’re so close.

Yuri turns bright red and averts his eyes, sniffling violently. Jiro, back with tissues, hands him a few. He blows his nose and wrinkles his face in displeasure. How could he let those Frostheim students get to him?

How could he ever be weakened when he was next to two of the people who mattered most to him?

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I’VE ALREADY SEEN ENDING OF BOOK 7 SPOILERS FRICK GUYS MARK YOUR SPOILERS FOR EN PLAYERS PLEASE 😭

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Have been unable to sit up properly recently bc injury (hence the lateness in fanfic, I am so sorry 😭) so I binged like. 47 chapters of TWST in 2 days. There’s not gonna be any new content until the Vil event later this month. what am I supposed to do now.

(Probably Tokyo Debunker but we’ll see)

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I'm mad at tumblr right now bc I turned on notifications and it didn't give me a notification for any of your posts. Maybe I need to be on mobile for it to work. IDK.

Anyway, hope you feel better soon and if you need anything (that I can provide) don't hesitate to ask!

lots of love! /p

Awwhh thank you so much Kairi!!

Good news is, I’m better now! Bad news is, somehow I hurt myself. I am Going Through It.

Should still be able to write somewhat though so new fic soon, hopefully!

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sorry if this prompt is too vague or angsty but what about like "I didn't wanna bother you" headcanons

SUMMARY: telling jin, sho, ritsu, subaru, and yuri that you didn't want to bother them while visibly upset.

COMMENTS: WRITING FOR A HANDFUL OF MY FRIENDS GUYS esp subaru and yuri because i havent. really written for them alot. ALSO SHO FOR VIO BC VIOSHO ON TOP!!!!!!!!!!!!

Jin Kamurai

As if anything is more important than you.

Jin is broken. His stigma doesn’t work unless it’s amplified, and he’s too tired to move much most days. He’s accepted the fact that he’s decomposing, just going through life as a walking corpse.

But you’re different. You’ve always seen him differently, too.

He looks at you and he sees life. Not necessarily a future, but he does see life in you.

And it gives him hope.

Bother him? As if you could ever. Nobody else wants him around anyway.

It’s a privilege to be leaned upon by you. To be needed by someone so strong and capable.

Please, have mercy on him. Give him your trust. Bother him for the silliest of things.

It makes his bleak life brighter.

Sho Haizono

You’re seriously worried about bothering me?

He can’t believe it. There are so many things he expected you to say, so many things he expected you to do, but hesitating to tell him what’s on your mind?

He’s upset. Sho could never be upset at you, but if you’re not telling him something, then what did he do wrong...?

It’s not like he’s busy. And you can’t use the food truck as an excuse either, because you’re nearly always around him when he’s working!

It’s enough to piss Leo off.

So why hesitate? Come to him and lean on his shoulder, cry until his shirt soaks up all your tears and his voice lulls you back to serenity.

Let him help you. It’s all he’s ever wanted.

Ritsu Shinjo

That’s what he’s there for.

Ritsu sits down next to you as you curl up in bed, soft sobs filling the otherwise quiet room.

How could you even think of bearing all of this by yourself when he promised you his effort? His time?

His everything?

He sits with you after saying his piece, watching you cry with a furrowed brow. He doesn’t know what to do in this situation—he can memorize all the laws in the world and pass all the exams Darkwick throws at him, but when it comes to you, one of the most important people in his life...

He’s lost.

“That’s what I’m here for,” he repeats, softer now, as if saying it again will get it through to you that he means it.

Ritsu Shinjo doesn’t lie. He made a promise to you on the day you two became business partners, and he intends to follow through with it.

Subaru Kagami

How could you say that!?

If anything, he’s the bother! How could someone like you ever think so lowly of yourself!?

He looks heartbroken. You honestly think he might cry with you, with his shaking hands and trembling lower lip.

He looks crushed. More upset than you’ve ever seen him look.

If Subaru is being honest with himself, he wants nothing more than to grab your hands and hold them close to his chest, but he refrains.

He doesn’t want to upset you further.

“Please...anything. Anything for you,” he chokes out, hands clenched in his lap, “I’d do anything to make sure you were okay. Please let me.”

Yuri Isami

And what do you possibly mean by that!?

Yuri is huffy, but at the heart of it all, he’s concerned. He’s dedicated his entire life to helping people, and more recently, he’d dedicate everything he has to you.

So why do you hesitate? Do you doubt him? Is this an excuse so you don’t have to rely on him? Why else would you say such a thing!?

Yuri holds his feelings back and storms off to make you tea, thoughts racing a mile a minute. You take priority, you always have and always will, but he wishes so badly you would let him take care of you.

Why is it like pulling teeth for you to trust him? Is it something he’s doing wrong?

“Tell me what’s wrong.” Yuri demands once he’s back with the tea, taking the spot next to you on the couch, “I won’t ask you again.”

And even though his voice is sharp, you know him well enough to hear the tremble. He’s scared of losing you.

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Just wanted to pop in and say I hope you're getting better! Sick season stinks. XP

Drink all the fluids, have all the soup, and get all the rest! <3

Awh, thank you so much!! I appreciate it 💖Almost better now, thankfully! Just glad I don’t have a fever anymore lol.

Hoping to get back to writing soon, although might still be a bit as my brain is still Disconnect From The Wifi and I really wanna make sure my writing is good for you guys 😭 last time I wrote fanfic when sick there were like 3 spelling errors and I forgot to be gender neutral, so I don’t wanna frick that up again lol 💀

But yes, thank you so much !! 💖

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Annnd now I’m sick… sorry guys, might be a bit 😔

sorry, no fic today. been so stressed I’ve literally been experiencing chest pain lol oops

will try to get to a req soon! thank you for your patience 💖

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sorry, no fic today. been so stressed I’ve literally been experiencing chest pain lol oops

will try to get to a req soon! thank you for your patience 💖

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i think jin takes any chance to use you as a pillow. tells you not to move so he can keep his head laid on your chest or your lap. somehow has a sixth sense that tells him when you try to leave the bed so he wakes up and starts grumbling about you leaving without his permission. also would rather die than admit this to you but he likes it when you sit on his lap, facing him, gently scratching his scalp as his face is buried in the crook of your neck, taking in the scent of your perfume

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Hii, my nickname’s Estelle. The idea of the Valentines event is so cute <33

If it’s alright can I request an Animal Print with Rain Sounds at 9pm? Thank you in advance!

I had a nightmare last night and he’s my comfort character so it’d really make my day, but if not that’s also fine :3

WARNINGS: Mentions of Nightmares, reader is Prefect. Idk if reader having hair is a warning but they do.

COMMENTS: Hi Estelle! Thank you for the request :D This is such a cute prompt!! And I’m really sorry about your nightmare, hope this helps you feel better! Sorry it took me a couple of days! And, sorry if this is really long hehe. I love writing for Silver because it allows me to write just. pure wholesome. he's so sweet.

“Prefect?”

The gentle voice snapped you into reality. Your brain, still whirring from adrenaline, took slightly longer to adjust to the scene in front of you. The confusion and panic must have been evident in your eyes, as the person spoke again.

“It’s alright, I’m here. Take a couple deep breaths, then, try to focus on three different things in the room for me, please.”

You followed the voice’s instructions, breathing in, holding, and then breathing out through your mouth. The sensation of your breath passing over your lips seemed to help ground you. 

…What was the second thing? Oh, right.

You cast your eyes around the room, looking for something to focus on.

First, Deuce was laying on the floor, completely dead to the world. Startled, you realised that it wasn’t just you, him and the voice. Your other first-year friends and Grim lay scattered around the Ramshackle living room in their pajamas and various sleeping positions.

You wracked your brains, trying to remember why on earth there were like, seven people in your living room other than yourself.

Your mind was taken back a couple hours as memories flooded your brain. You’d invited the first years to Ramshackle for a sleepover. Sebek had initially declined the invitation, but Lilia had overheard and insisted he go. Day of, Silver had apparently been instructed to escort Sebek there. He originally had planned to head home, but after some convincing (and some pointedly ignoring the way the other first years were shooting you teasing looks), he’d accepted your invitation to stay. The evening had been pretty fun, but it had taken you all a long time to actually fall asleep. 

…And then, the nightmare.

Just the thought of it sent creeps up your spine. You shivered, registering your breathing speeding up again. You hastily cast your eyes around for the second thing.

Your eyes land on a digital clock, sitting on the coffee table.

2:38 am, it read.

You felt a surge of irritation. Your stupid brain was going to suffer with class tomorrow because it scared itself awake and now you felt too unsettled to sleep. 

That’s so dumb, you thought. The clock didn’t seem to be helping, so you cast your eyes around for the third thing.

You didn’t see anything of interest at first, but then you made eye contact with the boy sitting on the edge of the couch. His auroral eyes searched yours, the concern obvious in his face. They shimmered like Opals in the dark. You felt your breath hitch.

“Prefect?” Silver asked, a hint of worry in his voice. He spoke gently, but urgently. You realised how worried he was about you. You forced a smile.

“I’m okay.” You managed, voice hoarse and cracking. You cringed at how unbelievable you sounded. He evidently didn’t believe you either.

“What happened? Are you hurt?” He shifted a little closer to you, and you adjusted your seat on the couch to give him a little more room.

“I’m alright, just a nightmare.”

His eyes flooded with sympathy and concern. “Do you need anything? Water, fresh air?”

You paused for a second.

“Uhm… I don’t need anything, but… could you stay with me for a little bit? I don’t really wanna be alone right now.”

He smiled softly. “Sure thing.”

The two of you sat there for a while, drinking in the safety of each others’ company and talking quietly. Being with him seemed to spread this warm, comforting feeling through you. Pairing the warmth with the lateness of the hour and your exhaustion was a recipe for drowsiness, and you found yourself fighting to keep your eyes open.

Silver seemed to notice this, and his eyes softened. He gently reached out and brushed some hair out of your eyes, and you felt yourself sleepily lean into his touch. He smiled.

“Get some rest, Prefect. I’ll keep you safe from any more bad dreams.”

You mumbled a sleepy response and laid back down on the couch.

You were asleep before your head hit the pillow.

Silver watched over you gently as you slept, determined to stay true to his word. He’d even use his signature spell if he had to. He wasn’t sure why he felt this way, or what it was fully, but something had been different tonight. He’d felt more worried than he had in a while, but it was a different kind of worry.

Maybe it had something to do with how he seemed to prefer your company above anyone else’s. He’d have to ask Lilia about it in the morning, but for now? He looked down at where you laid and smiled.

Nothing would make him happier than to just be here with you.

♥ Thank you for reading!! I hope you enjoyed it! ♥

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♥ --2025 valentine's day masterlist-- ♥

-Animal Print Pillow with Rain Sounds at 9 PM (Silver, Hurt/Comfort, Realising he loves you)

-Chef's Hat Pillow with Rain Sounds at 10 PM (Trey, Hurt/Comfort, Being jealous)

-Silk Pillow with Warm Milk at 9 PM (Vil, Comfort/Hurt, Realising he loves you)

-Octopus Shaped Pillow with Warm Milk at 11 PM (Azul, Comfort/Hurt, Confession)

-Cactus Shaped Pillow while Counting Sheep at 9 PM (Jack, Fluff, Realising he loves you)

-Crocodile Shaped Pillow while Counting Sheep at 9 PM (Sebek, Fluff, Realising he loves you)

♥ I think that's all for now. let's check back again later. ♥

♥ Shall we head back? ♥

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SUMMARY: Something goes wrong, and you’re in tears. How do the Overblot boys help you?

WARNINGS: Tried to keep things vague but sorry if it’s a lil too specific sometimes. Reader is Prefect. Written under a romantic presumption but could possibly be read platonic. The Hell Word pops up in Leona’s and Idia’s. Book 3, Book 4 and Book 6 spoilers in Leona’s, Jamil’s and Idia’s respectively. I wrote all of these late at night also, so fair warning

NOTES: sorry it’s been a while, life go brr. This is heavily self indulgent, and sorry if it’s OOC. Might do the others (First, Second & Third years) if enough people want it. 

Also, if you like this, please feel free to check out my Valentine’s Day Event!

He hesitates for a moment, hands hovering beside you as he thinks carefully about what to say. As he speaks, his voice begins to shake. 

“Thank you for trusting me of all people with your feelings and circumstances. I… I am so, so sorry, Prefect. I’m-- I wish I was good at this - there are no rules for comforting someone you care about - but I’ll do my best. I— I can’t imagine what it’s like, going through what you’re going through. What you’re about to be going through. But— of course, all of Heartslabyul and I are at your disposal. Anything, anything at all that would bring you a moment’s comfort or peace, please come to us. I— all of us care about you deeply. Please tell us what to do to assist.”

If you want it (and are willing to excuse a slightly flustered Riddle), he’ll give you a tight hug, trying to convey how much he cares about you. He hates that he struggles to talk about things like this. For you, he’ll do anything. Anything to bring your rosy smile back. And if anyone dares oppose him? Heads will roll. 

He’s been strangely quiet during your explanation, venting, tears - all of it. He waits until you’re finished - and then a moment longer, to consider his words. He reaches up to dry your tears. With his spare hand, he takes yours and pulls you a little closer, speaking in a low, gentle voice. 

“Oi, Herbivore, c’mere. It’ll be alright, you hear? You’re strong, shameless and crafty. Hell, you give that Octotwerp a run for his money. If you gotta fight tooth and claw to get through this, then I’ll fight with you, okay? Just— no more waterworks for now. Yeah, it sucks. But you’ve cried about things, so now you should have the strength to get up and stick through them. If that’s all you can manage, I’ll get Ruggie to take care of the rest. Just don’t push yourself right now, ‘kay? Good, now rest. You’ll need it after a sob-fest like that.“

He pulls you into a surprisingly gentle hug, rubbing circles on your arms. After a while, he’ll ask if you want to nap with him. Once you fall asleep, he’s calling Ruggie and making plans. No way in hell are you dealing with more than you have to. He’ll fight for you himself if he has to. 

Hearing the pain, the anguish and the tears in your voice, he has to fight back tears himself. He hesitantly reaches out for you. Pausing for a moment, he begins to speak, voice filled with emotion. 

“This is— I’m very, very sorry, Prefect. You do not deserve to go through this— any of this. Should you request anything at all, the Mostro Lounge will provide, free of charge, of course. If there is anything we— I— can do to ease your burdens, please do not hesitate to ask. The world can sometimes be a deeply flawed, unfair place. I wish that I had the power to better shield you from this side. I’m truly, very sorry, Prefect. Please know that I— we care about you. This world is a far better place for your presence in it. Please, let us return the favour for you.”

He (with permission) gently pulls you into a hug, holding you as though you were glass. He was going to find who- or whatever caused you to hurt like this and make their pitiful existence miserable. Those poor, unfortunate souls. 

As you confide in him, Jamil seems to turn strangely quieter than usual. His solution oriented mind begins to whir, thinking about what he can do to help, the logistics of it, etc. Your sniffling snaps him back into reality. Putting solutions aside for now, he reaches for your hands and squeezes them gently, offering you a small, sad smile.

“Hey, everything will work out. It sucks right now, obviously, but in a while, it’ll all be okay. That’s just the way life goes, for some reason. World shattering events can happen, but time marches on anyway. It’ll always drag you with it, too. What I mean is that because you’ll be okay eventually, it can help you be okay now. I guess. And we at Scarabia are always here for you, okay? Kalim’s… Kalim, and I’m always here for you if you need to vent or complain or if you need help. I’m never too busy if it’s you, alright? Just don’t bottle it up… that works out well.”

He smiles a little ruefully at that last comment, then takes off his hoodie and drapes it over you. He tells you to keep it - that way he’s always there with you if you need it. He squeezes your hands and rests his forehead against yours, comfortingly. Jamil wasn’t used to being quite so… hopeful. But you had helped him become better, and he wanted to return the favour.

Vil may be a good actor, but his thoughts were shockingly readable as you vented to him. He seemed to react correctly in all the right places, asking questions but never pressing for answers. When you finish, he gently reaches out and starts stroking your hair. He pulls you a little closer for comfort. He pauses for a moment, then begins to speak.

“I’m so sorry, Prefect. You do not deserve this - any of this. Pomefiore’s students and I are always here for you, no matter the need. Anything you need, it would be our honour and privilege to provide. In times such as these, I find taking care of oneself is extremely important. Not to the extent of perfectionism necessarily, but enough to bring you joy. So please, if it’s not too much trouble, please find one indulgent thing each day. Not something so unhealthy it’d ruin you, but something gentle and sweet. Like a bubble bath, or watching that movie you’ve mentioned wanting to see. It’s important to keep yourself as happy as you can, when life is attempting to do the opposite. And if you can’t think of anything, then please, come to me. Let me take care of you.”

He then, with permission, sweeps you into the biggest, comfiest, warmest hug you’ve ever experienced (Ghibli-style), and stays that way until you move. He wants to do so much more for you. He knows where you’re at, and, being the kind of person you are, he trusts you’ll know what’s best for yourself. He only hopes you let him take care of you, too.

Bro was low key in panic mode. What the hell is he supposed to say/do??? He really, really can’t afford to screw this up. He’s pretty sure he’d get a -1000 debuff to his Charisma stats if he doesn’t say the right thing. Usually, he wouldn’t particularly care if it was just some NPC he had to comfort - but this is the protagonist we’re talking about! And Ortho’s not here, just his luck! He sighs and his mind races back through every Otome/VN game he’s played and every shoujo romcom to figure out what in Twisted Wonderland he’s supposed to say.

“Uhh, that’s not very… plus ultra? Shoot, I mean-... That sounds really tough. I’m sorry, Prefect… Stuff like that is rough… I’m, uh, not the best person to go to for advice. Not particularly known for my ability to… handle stuff. mentally. But uh, I’m always here for a distraction if you need. That’s what I typically do. Distract until you don’t feel anymore haha… but uh, that’s probably not a good thing. Still, though. I’m always happy to play games or watch anime with you.. Or something. Those are my favourite things, not necessarily yours. We don’t have to. It’s honestly enough just to hang out with you… ugh, that was cringe, wasn’t it?”

Once you assure him that it was very much not cringe, he sighs in relief and gives you a small, soft smile - not an expression you’ve seen often on him. He reaches over and pulls out two controllers, throwing one to you. He boots up a game, commenting how he’s not gonna go easy on you just because you’re sad. You wouldn’t have it any other way.

You cautiously ignore the thunderstorm brewing outside as you vent to Malleus about your problems. You carefully construct your words and phrases, to protect Sage Island from month-long hurricanes. After you finish, Malleus asks if you are comfortable with physical affection. With consent, he pulls you into a hug. 

“Apologies, Child of Man, I am not familiar with methods of comfort. I will do my best - I only ask for your leniency if I say something wrong, and for you to understand that all I say is with the best intentions. I want you to know that I care about you. I believe it is important for those going through difficult periods of time to know where they have true friends. No matter what, Child of Man, I wish to be counted among those. If I am, and with your permission, I will enact all I can to assist you through and out of these situations. I only ask your patience. I promise, I will do whatever you require during this time. Only speak my name, and I will be there.”

Malleus continues to hold you gently, unsure about what to do or say from here, other than gently repeating he’s here for you. He stays there with you until you are ready to move on, then takes you for a walk around campus. And this time, he’ll only go on two tangents about gargoyles you pass.

♥Thank you for reading!! I hope you enjoyed it!!♥

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Valentine’s Day Dreaming Event!

If you want to see my regular master list page, please click here.

Hey all, it’s been a while! I wanted to get back into the swing of writing and Valentine’s Day is coming up, so, keeping with the theme of my blog, I’ve decided to do a special Dreaming event!

Here’s how it’ll work:

First, you request a pillow to determine the character you want. One character per request/ask, but make as many requests as you’d like

Rose-scented - Riddle

Cherry shaped - Ace

Duckling - Deuce

Trendy - Cater

Chef hat - Trey

Lion’s - Leona

Cactus - Jack

Worn out - Ruggie

Octopus-shaped - Azul

Mushroom-shaped - Jade

Basketball print - Floyd

Sun print - Kalim

Moon print - Jamil

Silk - Vil

Hand sewn - Rook

Apple print - Epel

Bodypillow - Idia

(Not writing for Ortho this event, apologies!)

Gargoyle print - Malleus

Bat shaped - Lilia

Crocodile shaped - Sebek

Animal print - Silver

Then, you pick a sleeping aid. This determines your genre.

-Rain Sounds (Hurt/comfort, them comforting you)

-Counting Sheep (Fluff)

-White Noise (Angst)

-Warm Milk (Comfort/hurt, you comforting them)

Lastly, pick a bedtime:

9 pm (Realising they love you)

10 pm (Mild Jealousy)

11 pm (Confession)

12 am (A Date)

Lastly, feel free to add anything else to your ask. If you have some ideas or things you’d like to see in your dream, let me know!

Here’s an example of what a fic request would look like:

“Could I have a bodypillow with warm milk at 2 am?”

(Idia, Comfort/hurt, on a date)

Please keep suggestions safe for work, one character per ask, and deadline for requests is the 9th! If you’d like to see event fics written thus far, please check out #Rhea’s Valentine Event 2025~!

Thank you! Hope you all enjoy my event!

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Valentine’s Day Dreaming Event!

If you want to see my regular master list page, please click here.

Hey all, it’s been a while! I wanted to get back into the swing of writing and Valentine’s Day is coming up, so, keeping with the theme of my blog, I’ve decided to do a special Dreaming event!

Here’s how it’ll work:

First, you request a pillow to determine the character you want. One character per request/ask, but make as many requests as you’d like

Rose-scented - Riddle

Cherry shaped - Ace

Duckling - Deuce

Trendy - Cater

Chef hat - Trey

Lion’s - Leona

Cactus - Jack

Worn out - Ruggie

Octopus-shaped - Azul

Mushroom-shaped - Jade

Basketball print - Floyd

Sun print - Kalim

Moon print - Jamil

Silk - Vil

Hand sewn - Rook

Apple print - Epel

Bodypillow - Idia

(Not writing for Ortho this event, apologies!)

Gargoyle print - Malleus

Bat shaped - Lilia

Crocodile shaped - Sebek

Animal print - Silver

Then, you pick a sleeping aid. This determines your genre.

-Rain Sounds (Hurt/comfort, them comforting you)

-Counting Sheep (Fluff)

-White Noise (Angst)

-Warm Milk (Comfort/hurt, you comforting them)

Lastly, pick a bedtime:

9 pm (Realising they love you)

10 pm (Mild Jealousy)

11 pm (Confession)

12 am (A Date)

Lastly, feel free to add anything else to your ask. If you have some ideas or things you’d like to see in your dream, let me know!

Here’s an example of what a fic request would look like:

“Could I have a bodypillow with warm milk at 2 am?”

(Idia, Comfort/hurt, on a date)

Please keep suggestions safe for work, one character per ask, and deadline for requests is the 28th! If you’d like to see event fics written thus far, please check out #Rhea’s Valentine Event 2025~!

Thank you! Hope you all enjoy my event!

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TWISTED WONDERLAND ANIME OCTOBER 2025????

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100% agree with everything said- Floyd and Sebek is an AWFUL duo, that'd be so uncomfortable D':

however, may I please add a few-?

(mild book 6 spoilers)

I feel like Jamil and Leona would be pretty bad, especially after seeing their interactions in book 6. Jamil CONSTANTLY feels undermined by any kind of authority, and Leona loves flaunting his where he can. It'd be half one sided at first - Jamil feeling like he has to be better and do better than Leona, and Leona casually one-upping him constantly, with (seemingly) 0 effort. Jamil would lose his mind and try harder. Leona, seeing that Jamil's efforts are working, would absolutely not back down from a challenge (probably would make him like you more honestly) and continue trying to one-up Jamil but actually putting effort in this time.

I also think Cater and Kalim could be pretty bad, depending on your perspective/how "bad" is judged.

Kalim's such a wholesome, stand up guy that he'd be doing everything he could for you. Cater tries to be the same, but has constant nagging doubts/depression. Kalim and Cater are friends, so Kalim would notice this and try and help Cater feel better, which just makes him feel worse. If Kalim even gets a hint that Cater likes you, there's a solid chance he'd back off immediately and get really sad too - both that he shouldn't like you, and that he made his friend sad. Cater blames himself for Kalim's sadness. it'd be slow starting as first but they would absolutely both spiral.

I think maybe also Vil and Sebek would be a pretty bad duo. Vil would absolutely not see Sebek as competition - he looks like a crocodile and has the manners of one - and Sebek would be fuming. Constantly trying to pick a fight with Vil, who just makes him look like an idiot in whatever he does - not always intentionally, either. I think Vil could definitely outplay Sebek most of the time as Sebek's impulsive, arrogant and loud nature would be his downfall most of the time - and Vil would absolutely not be scared of making Sebek look like an idiot in front of people, Sebek does that himself most of the time. But I do think occasionally, Sebek has a sort-of Genuineness around you that makes Vil feel like his stomach's doing summersaults. Vil can beat Sebek normally, but how can he - an actor, who lies for a living - beat such a pure, genuine display of affection? He's always number 2 anyway - especially when it comes to pure, genuine people. It happens often enough for him to be on edge but not so often that Vil loses hope.

Azul and Idia would also be pretty chaotic. Their friendship is iffy at the best of times but two highly competent people who sorta hate each other but sort of are the only friends each other has (at least in person)? they're gonna be at each others' throats.

Worst love triangles to be caught in, in my humble opinion (twst edition):

Leona and Malleus

Riddle and Floyd

ANYONE and Floyd, really

Azul and Jamil

Neige and Vil

Honorable mention: ANYONE and Sebek