How The Cookie Crumples: Kalim x Yugure
Summary: Tis’ the Christmas season, and Kalim wants to bake cookies with you!! < 3
Hiiii @xopeach I was your secret santa for @twstedsecretsanta hope you enjoy this and I apologize for it not being on Christmas but you could also take this as a birthday gift too hehe
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It was the night before Christmas, all through the dorm. Not a creature was stirring, not even the magic carpet platform.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that the man in the red coat would soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds.
All except one child that was in it’s bed,
Kalim, the dorm house head.
Kalim tossed and turned in his bed, his eyes fixated on the canopy above. He glanced at his clock. 2:49 AM. His eyes stayed fixated on that clock… He watched fifty-one, fifty-two, fifty-three as the numbers ticked by till it hit 3:01 AM. He couldn’t handle it anymore. He swung the covers over him and he flung himself out the door. Was he in his otter pyjamas? Maybe but he surely didn’t care.
Kalim had the greatest idea. He couldn’t hold it in much longer. Astrew of streamers still left around the common area from a couple of hours prior, it was in his nature of course to party and he wouldn’t miss a great opportunity not to. He raced through the halls avoiding the mess lying around. He left the Scarabia dorm and he knew where he was heading. He sped through the chambers to make it to Pomefiore.
This is where he slowed down his fast pace up till now. He didn’t wish to be caught to bother Jamil since he knew his furry was bound to fall upon him if he was to be caught by his fellow dorm leader. He stood in affront of two doors, but see, he didn’t remember which door led to the person he was searching for. Unlucky for him, one door was to the vice-housewarden’s room while the other was to the love of his life.
There were many times when he accidentally walked into Rook’s room and he would’ve thought he learnt better by now yet he was here standing in front questioning. He was sure if he opened Rook’s door Vil would be almost immediately notified of his presence and he would be swiftly kicked out so there were no second chances and that’s why--
“Kalim why are you here so late?” A sweet voice whispered to him. He whipped around but swift movements were taken as a light was suddenly on one of the doors and Kalim was quickly pushed inside the other room.
“Wha— Yugure! So happy I found you, I had the greatest idea ever and I want you to help me.” He told her grinning.
Yugure yawned in response as she motioned her hand onwards, “Oh right! We should make Christmas cookies!” He announces, and the girl only laughs.
“The whole reason you came to see me and risked getting lectured by Jamil AND Vil was to make cookies?” She questioned. Kalim excitedly nodded.
Yugure opened her door slightly to see all the pitch black again. She grabbed Kalim's wrist and quickly walked through the halls of Pomefiore. The two didn’t say a word but both shared a smile.
Once they made it through the mirror Yugure spoke. “We’re baking in Scarabia though, I heard the fairies in the school’s cafeteria kitchen have been alerting when people have been up there late at night… Something about a mushroom incident a couple of weeks ago..?”
“That’s fine, let's go!” Kalim snatched her wrist dragging her through the portal. He raced down the halls to the kitchen of Scarabia. “Okay, I’ve seen Jamil make these cookies all the time. It couldn’t be that hard right?” He asked as he pulled out a large bag of sugar.
Yugure watched him intently as he pulled out the ingredients. “Yu… Do you know how to make cookies?” He asked sheepishly as he slowly realized his mistake.
The girl shook her head, “No… I mean it couldn’t be *that* hard.” She nonchalantly told him. “However, I think we’re missing something Kalim,” Kalim tilted his head with a confused look on his face.
“Huh? Why? We’ve got everything, there’s sugar, brown sugar, baking powder, soy sauce, eggs, and cream soda!” He exclaimed happily. Peach first gave him a blank expression before laughing.
“You’re forgetting the flour and the chocolate chips!” She chuckled as she started scouring through the cupboards to look for the desired ingredients.
Kalim slid behind her as he reached above for the chocolate chips and Yugure went for the flour. Yugure was quick to become flustered from the closeness of their bodies but she was quick to shake it off to focus her attention on the bigger and better things, cookies. The two placed their items beside the other disarray of ingredients there was.
In short, it was utter chaos. The two experimented with many things however the two always seemed to fall short in the cookies the two of them desired.
Till that is Yugure went digging in the cupboards when she discovered the best thing for the two of them at this moment, a recipe book. “Kalim, throw away the last batch… It was really salty, I don’t know why we thought putting in soy sauce was a good idea… It says here what we need so we won’t be up all night doing this.” Yugure said simply as she started putting together everything, Kalim excitedly came behind and started helping as well.
While their final batch seemed to be amazing, most sadly had become burnt. Kalim and Yugure sat down as they both enjoyed a cookie which wasn’t burnt to a crisp as many others had.
“Mhm… At least not everything wasn’t a waste, these are good!” Kalim exclaimed happily.
Yugure only laughed at their baking disaster. The two of them quickly cleaned up even though Jamil would probably figure out about their expedition from how the kitchen was cleaned.
The two tried, they really tried to ensure Jamil wouldn’t figure it out but it was hard to say it confidently as there were smears of butter, rapid chocolate chips and many other giveaway signs that this wasn’t the way Jamil left it the night prior. Not to mention the incident in Pomefiore Rook probably was still up when the two of them left the dorm and it was only a matter of time before the two of them would have to face the consequences of their own actions sadly.
Yugure was about to leave the dorm before Kalim invited her to stay the night in his dorm due to how big it was and how Rook or Vil was probably up and would catch her sneaking back into the dorm. It took a bit of convincing on Kalim’s part since Yugure was quick to get excited to take the chance to pull a prank to attempt to freak out Rook but Kalim was successful in keeping her in his dorm for night.
Kalim opened the door to his enormous room, fit for the king of the Scalding Sands himself. He was quick to run over to his bed and jump upon it before he quickly motioned for Yugure to follow.
She did so happily as she crawled into his bed as well. She was extremely flustered by this arrangement but she was far from refusing this. The two of them soon drifted off of their consciousness and into a deep slumber. It was to be known in the morning that Yugure would have a surprise with Kalim’s arms wrapping around her cuddling her.
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Not to mention the angry Vil and Jamil lectures which were to come along with their rendezvous.
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❀ ❝ 𝗮𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 ❞
━ lilia vanrouge x fae! gn! reader
━ being a retired soldier of briar valley won't stop you from attending night raven college, but it seems the fates have decided to make you miserable by sorting you in the same dorm as a certain someone you wanted to forget, someone you have never spoken to for the past 300 or so years.
includes a few spoilers for chapter 7! f/n stands for first name.
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"just how long is this blasted ceremony going to last?"
a fae in the sea of humans, merfolks, and faes alike mumbled under their breath as they scoffed to themselves, crossing their arms as they wanted to get out of this uncomfortable yet stylish ceremonial robe.
once it was their turn to be sorted, the ex-soldier of briar valley stood before the dark mirror as it spoke to them, "state thy name."
"f/n l/n."
"...f/n l/n, the nature of your soul is... diasomnia!"
the fae merely hummed in response before softly thanking the dark mirror and lining up with the other first-year students that are sorted in diasomnia. they, of course, did not fail to notice a familiar mint green-haired fellow in the line.
'sebek zigvolt... isn't that baul's grandson and... his student?'
they shook their thoughts away and tried to focus back on the ceremony, watching as a new student ━ or so they say ━ caused a fuss because of their little cat, but the fae knew this little creature was a magical beast.
after the whole fuss, they got into their dorm and were about to head to their room, when they heard a familiar voice behind them.
"ah, you must be one of the new students... or not. i don't remember seeing a traitor in our dorm."
the voice sounded oh-so-familiar to this fae, causing them to sigh as they turned around and met with his raspberry-red eyes, one that was full of life compared to when they last met. they gulped softly to themselves but kept their indifferent expression on as they stared at the man before them.
"...not really pleased to meet you again, l/n."
to him, that was an utter lie.
to them, that sounded like another one of his painful truths.
"not so pleased to meet you either, vanrouge."
the fae then turned around and left to head to their new room, leaving the ex-general in the hallways of his dormitory as he sighed to himself and mumbled, "after 300 years, you had to show up and pretend nothing ever happened between us, huh?"
meanwhile, the fae crashed on their bed and stared upwards, trying to calm their quickened heartbeat after meeting with that certain someone after so long.
"damn it, of all dorms, it had to be one where he's the vice leader..."
tough luck for this little faerie. it seems they have to face their past once again.
the fae wanted to roam around their dorm and explore for a while, but the chances of meeting him out there again are high and may the thorn fairy forbid they ever cross paths again today.
and so, they spent most of their days roaming around and exploring the esteemed night raven college and attending their classes, all while avoiding him. they have crossed paths with silver and sebek once in a while, but those two have no idea who this faerie was to their precious instructor.
of course, f/n had come face to face with their crown prince for the first time, since he hasn't hatched yet by the time they disappeared and ran away from briar valley.
those three had no idea who f/n exactly was, and they only knew one thing.
they're an ex-soldier of the royal army in briar valley.
"father, if you don't mind me asking, is f/n a co-worker of yours?" asked the silver-haired boy in curiosity, wanting to know more about the new addition to their dormitory, just like the other two.
"i have crossed paths with them a few times and thanked them for serving the country," spoke the horned fae as he sipped on his tea while looking at the older fae seated across him.
"they spoke of my grandfather as well. are they a co-worker of yours, lilia-sama?" asked the mint-haired first-year as he looked at his instructor.
lilia sighed and had no choice but to tell them, now that they were curious. he set his teacup down and hummed to himself, thinking about where to start. however, before they could say anything else, another voice chimed in.
"you could say we are co-workers. though, comrades would be a better term."
all of their heads turned to look at the source of the voice, and there stood the ex-soldier of briar valley with an indifferent expression on their face, but one could argue that their eyes could indicate they were a little nervous.
"ah, l/n... what an unpleasant surprise..."
the other three looked at lilia as he said those words and wondered, if f/n was a comrade, why is he treating them like an enemy?
"vanrouge, i have shown myself this time to settle things with you," spoke f/n as they still stood there, not caring about the inquisitive gazes of malleus, silver, and sebek.
"after 300 years and you finally decided to patch things up?" asked lilia as he raised a brow at them, focusing his raspberry-red eyes on the faerie before them.
f/n bowed their head a little in shame as they spoke, "...i apologise for suddenly leaving you behind like that. it was not my intention to hurt you."
it was silent for a while ━ an uncomfortable silence for all five of them in the lounge. seconds felt like minutes, and minutes felt like hours to them due to how long the silence was. silver then looked at his father, noticing how his eyes remained on the faerie before him, how his lips had a thin line as he did not want to speak just yet, and how his grip on his teacup tightened then loosened a bit.
it did not take long for the other three to guess that these two had some history.
"...i know a simple apology is not enough to make up for the 300 years i've lost with you, but i did not have a choice back then," muttered the faerie as their eyes set on the floor, avoiding lilia's gaze as they felt uncomfortable to face their mistakes.
...
"l/n, i order you to spy on briar valley's royal army. gain their trust and give us their information."
"yes, sir."
the faerie found themselves enlisted in briar valley's army, working closely with the general and meeting the infamous princess often. f/n kept a fake personality on to win both of their trust, to know everything about them and the next plans of the army to defeat the opposite side. none of them ever had suspicions against f/n at first, because what faerie would work for the human army?
things were well for f/n at first, having to successfully carry out their tasks perfectly and gain the trust of two of the most powerful beings in the country.
that is until they felt their usually icy-cold heart warming up and beating faster around the general. it seems that spending more time around this general to extract information from him ended up making this little faerie fall in love.
love? how absurd. there is no time to fall in love in the middle of a war.
but the way his stern yet subtly adorable eyes meet theirs, the way his hands feel on theirs, the way he would offer them his food ━ no matter how distasteful his cooking was, no one can afford to be picky when in the front lines, as he says ━ all these little actions would make f/n's heart jump in their chest.
no matter how hard f/n denies it, they are falling for the general and soon, they would forget about their mission. instead, they have a new task this time: to establish a relationship deeper than friendship and camaraderie with general lilia vanrouge.
everything was well with the two of them. their newly formed relationship has given both of them another reason to get up in the morning and fight in battles to win the war, to protect each other and their beloved country.
however, any avid reader would know that happy endings don't last forever. an unfortunate circumstance befell the two military couple, and f/n found themselves back in their boss' lair. the damned human looked down on them as he spoke, "so, l/n, do you have any explanation for not replying back to our letters?"
the faerie in shackles glared up at the wretched man but did not say another word, refusing to even speak and address him. the man chuckled darkly as he continued looking down at the faerie with a smirk, "it seems the little faerie has fallen in love and forgotten their purpose. well, let's see how your dearest beloved will react upon discovering that the person who holds his heart is a traitor."
f/n's eyes widened for a moment as they struggled to break free from the shackles, looking up at the man as they spoke, "wait, don't...! he doesn't have to know!"
the man disregarded f/n's words and gestured to the rest of his guard to toss the faerie in the basement, locking them up in there for, what they intended to be, centuries.
f/n managed to sneak out at some point, breaking free from the chains and disappearing from the lair as they ran away, hoping to rush back to lilia, but they knew it would be difficult to find him deep in the forest.
so they did one thing: escaping from the land of briar. there was no use to run back to lilia as f/n thought their boss had probably revealed their identity as a spy to him. he'd just push them away if f/n decides to head back.
...
"let's not talk about this in front of them," spoke lilia as he sipped on his tea, but the other three glanced at him and decided these two should talk it out. malleus was the first to stand as he said, "it seems you two need to discuss something personal... we'll excuse ourselves."
the three then walked away, leaving f/n and lilia in the lounge as the ex-soldier/spy sat on the couch across lilia, still refusing to look at him in the eye. it was silent for a moment, it was uncomfortable, it was awkward.
none of them were able to look at each other for a while.
none of them were able to utter a word.
until f/n let out a sigh and decided that now was the time to face their past mistakes, ask for forgiveness from their former lover, and to explain their 300-year-long disappearance.
"...vanrouge━"
"just address me the way you used to."
"...lilia, i've been avoiding you and running away for the past 300 years because i was worried that they are still out there..." spoke f/n as their tone went low and apologetic and their eyes stayed on the male before them.
"and you never once thought that i could protect you?" asked lilia. "... i had thought you found out about my identity and would want nothing to do with me," answered f/n as they hung their head low.
"and who are you to decide that for me?"
f/n went silent for a moment, looking back at lilia as they bit the inside of their cheek in anxiousness. lilia had a serious expression on, one that f/n grew fond of in the past, but it was also one that is rarely seen from lilia nowadays in nrc.
the silence was deafening, even if it was only for a few seconds. the ex-soldier twiddled with their thumbs as their heart pounded in their chest, all the while lilia looked back at them with an indifferent expression, but it was evident from his pained tone that he was still upset at them.
"do you have any idea how much i worry for you out there when you disappeared? i had no idea if you were alive or dead, i had no idea if you were safe or locked up. i heard nothing from you for the past 300 years and i thought that maybe you died and your body was never found, but then now i see you here in the academy, alive and well, acting like there was nothing between us," responded lilia in a worried yet frustrated tone as his eyes glared at his former lover.
"i thought you'd be angry at me for betraying you," replied f/n.
"and you think i won't be angry at you for running away and not giving me an explanation?" asked lilia, letting out a heavy sigh as he grew displeased, avoiding f/n's gaze as he refused to even look at them now, "but no matter how infuriated i was, your well-being still becomes one of my priorities."
then, silence followed. f/n could not find the right words to say, and lilia could not find any other words to add to his statements. the two sat there in silence, waiting for the other to at least say something to break this pin-drop silence.
after what seemed like hours, but was actually a couple of seconds, f/n stood up and took a seat beside lilia, wanting to grab his hand but opting for just sitting beside him as they looked at the male.
"...i'm sorry."
lilia let out a sigh before giving them a small smile, ruffling their hair as he spoke, "don't fret, it has been centuries since then. i am not a being who holds grudges for too long."
f/n smiled a little and hesitantly wrapped their arms around lilia, and he did not object to their affection as he, too, wrapped his arms around his former lover. once they pulled away, sebek suddenly spoke by the staircase.
"they're your ex-lover, lilia-sama?!"
silver tried to hush sebek, but lilia and f/n had already looked up and noticed the three of them eavesdropping and peeking down at them. lilia smiled in response to sebek's words as he spoke, "hmm... i'd say remove the 'ex' and you have it right."
f/n looked at lilia in surprise as they muttered, "what...?"
lilia looked back at the fae beside him, giving them a cheeky smile as he asked, "we never officially broke up, no?" f/n blinked their eyes in surprise before shrugging their shoulders, "i mean... technically not?"
f/n then looked back up at the other three, their eyes landing on silver as they spoke, "i heard silver calls you father." lilia nodded his head as silver gave f/n a polite smile and bowed his head in respect to his father's lover, "uh... yes, i'm his son."
"is that so? then, it looks like you three earned another parental figure."
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Pie Throwing with Ace and Deuce
Character Pairings: Implied but not stated Deuce x reader, Ace x Reader
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"Y/N! DEUCE PLEASE DON'T I'LL DO YOUR CHORES FOR THE REST OF THE WEEK IF YOU DON'T THROW IT PLEASE!" Ah yes, Ace's last desperate pleas for some mercy... How did the ginger get here again? The only way he's ever known. Trouble.
You weren't there when it took place but Deuce filled you in on the details. It occurred last night, Ace had stayed up late in hopes of sobbingly putting together his project last minute due to his neglect of it for the time he'd been assigned to do it. He understood now why Trein gave them weeks to complete this as it was nearly impossible to find anything important regarding the topic and he needed to get into the utmost details to be able to even extract anything for his paper.
This resulted in him only having 2 hours of sleep. He would've pulled an all-nighter if his house warden hadn't caught him late at night getting a snack when he should've been asleep. Ace craved something to fill his stomach until the sunrise... It seemed the ginger never learned from his mistakes as he took a jam tart out of the fridge. Deuce didn't cover the rest; you could only imagine what happened to Ace afterward. However, this time around, Riddle was different in his punishment.
He decided instead of collaring Ace that he would be the target for the pieing station for the dorm's fundraiser.
So, here you all are at the present time. Ace facing his punishment and the two of you serving it to him by hand. You and Deuce laughed at Ace’s predicament as Deuce handed you a whipped cream pie.
"Sorry Ace, but there's no way I'm passing up something like this!" You snickered and threw the pie straight at Ace's face.
SPLAT!
"Perfect aim prefect!" Deuce complimented. Now as the two of you expect Ace wasn't too happy about this, having a pouty look while glaring at the two of you. At least, you thought he was, it was a little difficult to tell with all the whipped cream on his face, dripping onto the ground.
Deuce and you began to move away; your heel clicked happily satisfied with the beautiful creation you put together.
Ace however wasn't going to allow this injustice to continue on. The two of you went on your merry way until...
SPLAT!
You and Deuce's heads were covered in whipped cream. Swiftly you looked for who was the culprit. Ace had a shit-eating grin proud of his work. "ACE YOU DUMBASS YOU AREN'T SUPPOSED TO DO IT TO US BACK!" Deuce splurted.
"So? You do it to me I do to you." He shrugged, "That isn't how this works???" You question. "That's a bold assumption I know what I'm doing," the three of you went dead silent.
Till you all bursted out laughing, "You don't know what you're doing?" "I DON'T KNOW RIDDLE JUST PLACED ME HERE AND GAVE ME A LECTURE AND TOLD ME TO STAND THERE I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING!" The three of you were laughing at Ace's stupidest. Even if you all didn't know what Ace was supposed to be doing there. Even though Ace didn't know anything, there was one thing you knew for sure. Even if you wouldn't be able to find your way home you'd be in the company of those who made it.
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