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THE BIRTHDAY BOY!!

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Tsum Tsum!

a/n: I took one look at Ruggie's tsumderland card and went insane

cw: oc x canon (Ruggie x Daisy)

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Dividers.

“This is getting ridiculous now.” 

“Shh!! He’s sleeping!” Daisy shushes her lover and quickly looks down at her lap. Ruggie’s tsum lookalike was so incredibly adorable, as soon as he landed his eyes on her he hadn't gone away since, and now he's softly purring like a cat.

Oh, and holding Ruggie’s wallet.

“Can you at least give me my wallet back?” Ruggie asked, a frown on his face as he saw his girlfriend being monopolized by a round small version of himself… goodness, the little thing looked proud to be held by her. The nerve. 

“But he’ll look sad…”

“Who cares! Your boyfriend is very sad now, what are you gonna do about it?” Daisy stopped, eyes wide as Ruggie finally realized what he said and cringed. His ears went down and his face was all red, he looked somewhere else in embarrassment. “J-just give me my money back will you?”

Daisy chuckled for a moment, her own cheeks feeling warm. As one hand continued caressing the tsum gently, the other grabbed the wallet and she returned it to its rightful owner. 

“Thanks…” the boy said, opening it up to check if the few thaumarks he had were still there or not. Suddenly, he felt a warm feeling on his cheek, Daisy’s soft lips against his skin, giving him a sweet kiss before backing away, looking at the tsum as she cleared her throat.

“Sorry, this little guy is just so cute, I can't help it. But you're still my number one.” Ruggie turned his face, not wanting to be seen by her the way he was right now. So flustered, so embarrassed but so incredibly happy. He was certain his tail was wagging like crazy and he hated it. “Oh, he’s awake.”

“It.”

“He’s clearly alive so I'm not calling him an it!” Daisy pouted as the tsum climbed up her arms and rested on her shoulder, making the blonde chuckle. “What is it, little guy? Do you want something?”

Without any warning, the tsum’s ‘face’ clashed against Daisy’s soft cheek, giving her the best he could give similar to a kiss.

Ruggie was fuming.

“Alright, that's enough! Get back here you sneaky little–” as he tried to grab the small being he quickly jumped from Daisy’s shoulder, jumping around the botanical garden and running away from the hyena beastman. “You– Daisy!” Ruggie pointed at her, making her flinch from surprise. “Once I get back be prepared to give me all your attention, I don't want to see that thing close to you no more!”

“I– ok?” 

And with that he ran off in search of his tsum, making Daisy laugh out loud. Who knew two Ruggies could cause such chaos.

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Bilingual.

a/n: I don't have what to say uh anyway this came to me randomly while I was thinking of another totally different idea but it didn't make sense for Daisy I don't think so ┐⁠(⁠￣⁠ヘ⁠￣⁠)⁠┌ anyways

cw: oc x canon (Ruggie x Daisy); probably most likely horrible french translations I limited myself to like, 1 word, 2 names and 2 small phrases just to not fumble this more than I could but idk it probably is terrible yeesh

setting: after book 6; Rook and Daisy have been stablish to talking fully in french with each other

Words: 830+

🏷️: @viilpstick @justm3di0cr3

Dividers.

“How long are you going to be upset at me?” Daisy sighed, staring at her boyfriend who was just sitting down beside her on a bench, playing with a dandelion he found. “I already told you, I don't like Rook, do you not trust me?”

Ruggie stayed quiet for a moment, before mumbling something. Daisy asked him to repeat it and he clicked his tongue, looking at her with his eyebrows furrowed.

“I do.” He said. “But I don't like how you're able to speak your native language with him and not me.” 

Oh. That's the problem? Daisy chuckled, hand covering her mouth and Ruggie pouted.

“Ya think this is funny?”

“A little bit, yes.” Daisy looked at him with a soft smile, petting his head as if petting a dog for being a good boy. “I can teach you a bit of french. Just some words or phrases.”

“Really?” Daisy didn't imagine Ruggie would get actually excited about the idea, tail wagging fast as his eyes seemed to shine. “Then what can ya teach me first?”

Daisy let out a small giggle before she started to think. Let's see… what was a good phrase or word she could teach him?

“Hyène. Repeat it after me.”

Ruggie rolled his eyes, able to recognize the word as soon as it left her mouth. He tried to pronounce it but his accent was plenty strong, making him have difficulty. Daisy shook her head, pointing at her lips and telling him to look closely at how she moved her mouth, then, she spoke the word slowly, trying her best to exaggerate the movements so Ruggie would have an easier time. Ruggie tried again, and Daisy clapped her hands, making him laugh.

“See? Easy.”

“That was one word. Also congratulations on being so original.” Daisy stuck out her tongue for him childishly. “How can I say your name?”

“My name?”

“I still can't pronounce your given name no matter how hard I try. So teach me.” 

Daisy's face went a bit pink, she scratched her neck, a bit embarrassed, before nodding and telling him to look closely as she spoke her name.

“Eléa Carbonneau.” Ruggie frowned, and Daisy laughed. “Alright, one more time, slower: Eléa. Carbonneau.” Ruggie stared at her lips for a long time, making her a bit shy, but she tried acting as if it didn't affect her.

“Elea–”

“The ‘e’ is more accentuated, my love.”

“Eléa.”

“That's it.” She smiled at him. “Now my last name: Carbonneau.”

“Car– why is your name so difficult and long?”

“Just repeat it.” Ruggie rolled his eyes, asking her to say it one last time, and she did, slowly, until Ruggie nodded and tried:

“Carbonneau.” His pronunciation could get better, especially where he needed to accentuate the tone, but it was good for a beginner, and she was happy that one of the few words he learned is the right pronunciation of her name. 

“That's it! You got it!” Ruggie playfully bowed as Daisy pretended to cheer, telling him how good he was for a beginner, and he gave her that sweet and wonderful laugh of his, making her heart flutter. “Is there anything else you want to know?”

Ruggie pondered for a moment, before his cheeks went red. He looked at her as she tilted her head curiously. 

“How can I say ‘I love you’?” 

She froze. That's what he wanted to learn? ‘I love you’? She fidgeted with her fingers, trying to ignore the embarrassment and how fast her heart was beating, and slowly said:

“Je t'aime.”

Ruggie stayed a moment looking at her, staring even, and gave her a smile.

“How can I say ‘you’re mine’?”

Daisy chuckled, looking away embarrassed, but still said:

“Tu es à moi.”

“Your language is quite dramatic, flower.”

“That's because you're making me say dramatic things.” She laughed and Ruggie followed, they ended up laughing for a while, both a bit embarrassed but happy nonetheless. After Ruggie dried a tear that had fallen from how much he laughed, he looked at the girl who was still giggling, and tried:

“Je t’aime.” Daisy immediately stopped, looking at the boy in shock. He pronounced it incorrectly, but she understood what he meant. “And the other was…?

“Tu es à moi.” 

“Tu… es à moi?” He laughed, yet his eyes didn't leave hers, and Daisy couldn't help but stare, her heart beating faster than ever. “It's a bit dramatic, but I like it. Next time you see Rook tell him you belong to me.”

Daisy smiled, her hand moving to caress his cheek. He leaned into her touch, kissing the palm of her hand.

“I don't think he’ll care but… alright.” Ruggie looked at her for a moment, before reaching for her hair, and making the dandelion he had been holding stuck to it, behind her ear. Daisy touched the flower, her other hand falling to her lap as she smiled at her boyfriend. 

“There. Now everyone will know you're already taken.” 

“I don't think that's how it works, Ruggie.”

“Oh shush, let a man live.” 

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a/n: help me this is so cheesy. Uhhhh anyways based on that one Aladdin scene y'all know the one

CW: oc x canon (Kalim x Jeanne), gold digger..........? Is this a content warning. I mean she ain't digging that much gold in this story– [GUNSHOTS]

🏷️: @viilpstick @justm3di0cr3

Dividers.

Jasmine.

Jeanne and Kalim were finally finishing up their… hang out. Kalim’s magic carpet guiding them to Savanaclaw where he would drop Jeanne off for the night, despite her insisting it wasn't necessary and that she could take perfect care of herself.

“I know, but I still want to make sure you get there safely.” Was what he said, a soft smile adorning his face.

And, if we're being completely honest, Jeanne wasn't all that bothered. I mean, this was the first time a guy had been so gentle, so careful with her… people were usually such brutes around her, she guessed it might've been because of her tomboyish personality and appearance, but come on now, she would still like to be treated as a lady… so of course that Kalim's actions towards her made her happy, he treated her like a wonderful jewel, a precious treasure, as if he already didn't have enough.

Jeanne's grip on the jasmine flower he had gifted her tightened, her eyebrows furrowing as she remembered Damali and Jamil's faces when they left. She can't believe she's been so careless to the point that they noticed her schemes… her blue eyes traveled to the back of Kalim’s head, his short hair moving with the wind and Jeanne felt like something was caught in her throat.

It's fine. Who cares if he was gentle, kind and lovable? None of it mattered, he was simply a means to an end, a mere toy she would discard as soon as she was able to get her hands on his gold. She had to keep that in mind.

“Ok, let me help you.” Kalim got up on the carpet, holding out a hand for the girl that just sat there staring. She cleared her throat and hesitantly grabbed his hand, the motion of getting up being so fast she needed Kalim's help standing straight, his arms wrapped around her waist as he laughed sheepishly. “Are you alright?”

“Yes.” Jeanne says firmly, hoping her face isn't too red as she finally gets out of his grasp and gets down from the carpet onto her small balcony. Kalim’s hand helped her the entire time. “Thank you for tonight.”

“When are we going on another date?” Kalim asked, his arms on the balcony, his body being supported outside by the flying carpet. “Surely it won't take long, right?"

Jeanne couldn't help but laugh as she fiddled with the flower in her hands. 

“These aren't dates, Kalim. We’re just hanging out.”

“But– what? I gifted you flowers and showed you my favorite place.” The white haired boy said, his voice a bit saddened as his red eyes looked at her with worry. “Do you not like me?”

“I–” Jeanne was going to deny it, to refuse, but instead she held her tongue, deciding it’d be in her best interest to not reject him just yet – or that's what she told herself as her heart raced. “It's complicated.”

Kalim hummed, but soon smiled, smaller than usual, but still a beautiful smile. 

“Well… I can wait until you sort things out.” And Jeanne laughed, though her heart broke a little. Foolish boy… Why did he have to go and fall so easily for someone like her? 

“Thanks, I appreciate it.” She walked closer, her hook moving to caress the boy's cheeks. He shivered at the coldness of the metal, and for a moment Jeanne almost retracted her arm, until Kalim held her wrist, making sure she didn't move. “Isn't it cold?”

“A bit. But it's a part of you, so I still want to feel it.”

Why did he have to be so loving? So wonderful and kind? She felt her cheeks going pink, she was slowly going crazy and if this got any more out of hand she would be caught or worse… 

She opened up her mouth to say something and Kalim seemed to move his head upwards to give her his full attention, but before any of them knew it, the carpet decided to give a little help to the complicated couple.

With a push, Kalim crashed onto Jeanne, their lips finally meeting as they both stood still in shock. Kalim was the first to close his eyes, his hands moving to hold her face in place gently. Jeanne stood frozen for a moment, until giving up and following her emotions, her hook and hand going towards his shoulder, resting there as if unsure of what to do or what to hold. Once it was over, they both separated, blue and red met and Jeanne cleared her throat, moving out of Kalim's grasp. 

“It's been a pleasure, Kalim.” She said, cursing herself for how shaky her voice sounded and just how red her face probably was. “Be careful as you go back to Scarabia.”

With that, Jeanne basically ran inside, the door to her room closing loudly, making her roommate groan in annoyance. She quickly apologized and went to sit on her bed, her gaze going to the flower she was still holding.

A jasmine flower. Love, purity and grace.

She dried a tear that dared to fall. She was nothing like that flower. Nothing at all.

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twst canon divergences to fit my OC and OC x canon.

Content: random headcanons I have for Daisy (my Yuu) up until book 5; book 6 is so long it deserves its own post + I feel like I still need to figure out Daisy's role there. Everything is subject to change.

words: around 3k+ (I know but I promise I did my best to make this as short as I could)

🏷️: @viilpstick @justm3di0cr3

Prologue

- Daisy was brought to twst after wishing upon a star. More info about her background can be found out here.

- Daisy made the association that the star she made a wish to brought her there as soon as she had time to breathe. She tried wishing for it to send her back but to no avail.

- She didn't mind how ruined Ramshackle was, in fact, she saw its potential right away. Once she saw the ghosts she was super scared but she told Grim to not harm them, since they were living there first so technically Daisy and Grim were the intruders. She apologized and asked if she could stay for a while, the ghosts immediately loved her for this.

- Daisy got so compelled by Grim’s will to enroll on the school she told him she would do her best to support him and help him enroll while she was there. Grim got embarrassed by how supportive Daisy was but said he could use the help of a hench-human.

- Daisy didn't get along with Ace from the start, when he belittled Grim and her for not knowing about the Great Seven, Daisy told him in a stern tone that “it's pretty narrow minded to believe everyone should have the same information as you do. In my view, you're the dumb one.” 

- When Ace and Deuce were fighting in the mines and Daisy tried to calm them down, Ace went as far as to mock her for being a “useless magicless girl”, which made her so upset she told them strictly to suck it up and work together, otherwise they would end up being expelled on the first day and as far as she knew that was the worst thing for a student, regardless of magic. This shocked them because so far Daisy had never seem so angry, they decided to finally listen and work together.

- Once they enrolled, along with the ghost camera, Crowley gave Daisy her uniform, making it up with magic – or whatever I haven't decided – so it would be different from every other dorm. He also gave her a dorm uniform so she would feel like a normal student.

Book 1

- Upon having her first dream, Daisy realizes The Great Seven are actually characters she's read in her fairy tales, but they're the villains of the story. She didn't say anything about it, thinking it was a dream to comfort her – because these stories were told to her by her parents when she was younger – in this dire situation and because maybe in this universe these people weren't the villains. She only mentions it in book 5 like in canon because that's when she actually starts getting worried these might somehow be premonitions.

- She let Ace stay and treated him with kindness, but he realized she was a bit uncomfortable with his presence, so, in his own way, Ace apologized for calling her useless, saying “your plan really helped that day. Thanks, I guess.” making Daisy super happy.

- Daisy felt scared of Riddle at first, not being able to speak nor look him in the eyes because he reminded her of her stepmother. But she really wanted to help Ace, seeing that Riddle's punishment was way too severe.

- Meeting Leona was the same as canon, but when Ruggie showed up him and Daisy had a deja vu moment – this is a reference to the fact that before Daisy was brought to twst, she and Ruggie had dreams almost every night about each other, but they don't remember who the person in their dreams were.

- During the incident where Deuce lost his temper, Daisy told him it was fine that he lost control for a moment, and it was admirable that he had such a great sense of justice. She told him she was proud of how much he loved his mother and that she wished she could be more like him, Ace and Grim, and fight for herself and what she thought was right. Deuce tells her that she already took the first step by inspiring both of them to get the mage stone. 

- When Riddle rejected the tart, Daisy finally worked up the courage to speak, even if she was a bit awkward. She told him he would soon regret what he was doing, and that if he didn't change, he would end up exactly like her stepmother: a ruthless tyrant.

- Daisy was the one to suggest Ace fought for the housewarden position after they learn about it, supporting Ace and saying he could be a decent housewarden if he managed to win.

- During the overblot fight Daisy couldn't do much, she mostly distracted Riddle and managed to save Grim from an attack, but needed to be saved by Cater from another.

- Upon seeing Riddle's backstory, Daisy cried with him, saying how much he had suffered on his mother's hand and that she understood what he had gone through to some degree. Still, she tells him that he was wrong, and needed to apologize.

Book 2

- Daisy accepts to help Crowley not simply because of the small blackmail he does, but because she herself decides to fight for what her parents taught her was correct and the idea of someone hurting others for their personal gain goes 100% against those principles.

- The little game between HeartShackle and Savanaclaw is awful, they lose to Ruggie and Leona so fast, and Ruggie makes it his life mission to poke fun at Daisy specifically for not being able to use magic and for being unathletic.

- Once they all make the connection that it was Ruggie behind all the injuries and run after him, Daisy manages to catch up to him through a shortcut – or something like that idk – and pins him down (my attempt to make the famous Simba/Nala scene) ordering him to stop running like a coward and bring them back their magical pens; not only does Ruggie not comply, he switches the situation by pinning her down and stealing her earrings, saying it's her fault for getting into other people's business. 

- Near the overblot Daisy gets visually worried for Ruggie, seeing how Leona speaks to him and hurts him; she learns about his desperation to succeed. 

- During the overblot Daisy is considerably more helpful because she has been making extra potions – supervised by Crewel – just in case something happens and she needs to defend herself. 

- After learning about Leona's past, and after playing the Spelldrive match, in the infirmary, Daisy is unsure if she should say anything to him, but once they're alone she manages to say she's in awe of how smart and cunning he is, and that he's incredible despite not agreeing with what he did. He tells her to get lost but she could see her words got through to him.

- By the end Daisy helps Ruggie with his arm despite his complains and tells him that despite their complicated beginning she was willing to see him in a new light. He told her he didn't care and just didn't want to be in debt with her, so she told him that she wasn't helping him to get something in return, but if she must she asked for her earrings back, as they belonged to her late mother and she loved them dearly. 

- Bonus: Daisy kept helping Ruggie with his arm in between book 2 and 3, he didn't like it but she was so insistent on it he just let her do what she wanted to.

Book 3

- Along with Jack, Daisy also said how much she was disappointed with ADeuce + Grim for going as far as to do a contract with someone so shady and for not even thinking enough about the consequences.

- Daisy was scared of the tweels, but because she already dealt with two overblots and her friends were with her, she stood tall and did her best to not be intimidated by them. 

- Daisy seriously tried to not mess around with Azul, but seeing Grim (and the others) suffer so much made her give up and follow the tweels to the Mostro Lounge, saying that she would just discuss with Azul and nothing else. Jack obviously came along and the others as well just like canon.

- When Azul proposed the idea of a contract with her, Daisy frowned and told him “I explicitly said I would not do any contracts with you. I do not think it is wise to do so.” but Azul managed to nudge her just the right way by reading her and understanding her empathetic nature. Basically, he told her that unless she truly wanted her friends to be free, he couldn't offer anything other than a contract. Daisy told Jack that she knew what she was doing was careless, but that she was with her hands tied, and so, she signed the contract.

- Daisy complained a lot when the tweels basically shoved Grim and Daisy out of Ramshackle, not backing away even when they tried to intimidate her, but unfortunately it was in vain. Daisy and Grim were shoved off of the dorm with a few pieces of clothing and essentials they were able to pack.

- Daisy didn't mind sleeping in a cramped space in Heartslabyul, but she was scared of being a bother, so she went with Jack to Savanaclaw. The only reason Leona even let her stay was because Ruggie told Leona his arm was still hurting and he couldn't do all the chores by himself, – a lie – so Daisy could help out. She agreed because she was already used to cleaning and catering to people's needs, so, Leona begrudgingly let her stay as long as she kept quiet and helped out while she was there. When she tried thanking Ruggie for helping convince Leona he said he was doing that to pay his debt with her for helping him heal his arm, nothing more.

- Most things happen close to canon throughout the story, but we get more time with Daisy at Savanaclaw, seeing her helping clean the dorm when she has time, which makes her get very close to Ruggie. She ends up developing a crush when she learns more about his personality and past, hearing him fondly talking about his grandmother. Ruggie also slowly starts liking her, but he denies it to himself for a while.

- Until the overblot fight, everything is close to canon. Daisy comes back from the museum with the photo to find an Azul who overblotted. Throughout the fight, Daisy is seen visibility tired and slower than usual, having trouble protecting herself, needing ADeuce and the other boys to help her out so she wouldn't get hurt. 

- Upon seeing Azul’s story, Daisy tells Azul she thinks he was actually super cute as a child – which he HATES like he screams bc she saw him as a kid in the photo – and that she gets him in a way, having image problems herself. This is the first we hear about Daisy’s insecurities with her appearance. She tells him she's also super surprised with how hard he worked and how hardworking he is.

- After the fight and her small talk with Azul, Daisy basically passes out – she stayed awake all night trying to get Leona to help her out, plus she was super tired from all the cleaning around Savanaclaw and trying to get the photo. Ace is able to catch her before she hit the ground, and tells Deuce and Grim they should get her to the infirmary, but instead, Ruggie tells them that was his job since part of the reason that Daisy was so tired was because of him, so he would take her to the infirmary himself. 

- There's a bonus scene not in canon, in which Ruggie and Daisy have a conversation in the infirmary. She thanks him for helping her out with Azul and for taking her there, and she also apologizes for being a bother all of these days. Ruggie says she wasn't a bother in the least, and that having her around Savanaclaw was actually great and that he looked forward to see her in the morning everyday; he told her he expected to see more of her around the school.

- When following Azul and the tweels to the museum to return the photo, Daisy once again expressed her admiration to how hardworking he was, and told him she would be delighted in doing business with him again, as long as it didn't involve any taking of her house. Azul laughed at that.

- Bonus, in between book 3 and 4: I actually don't remember how long it is between the two books, but regardless I'm making up more time for Daisy and Ruggie to interact. They become closer during this period and Ruggie starts doing very minor favors for Daisy and giving her pumpkin flavored desserts to show his affection in a way where he won't need to actually say he likes her with his words. Soon enough Daisy notices this and asks him on a date. 

Book 4

- I think the beginning of the book is very close to canon, in fact I don't think there's much canon divergence in this book. Daisy makes sure not only to get ADeuce’s number but to also get Ruggie’s number, she also tells him to say hi to his grandma for her.

- Daisy and Kalim hit it off like immediately. They are people who are naturally kind and empathetic, seeing someone like Kalim was a breath of fresh air and within just the few minutes she starts considering him someone very dear to her, they have instant chemistry. All the more reason for, when he starts acting weirdly, Daisy gets really worried and urges Jamil that they should get help, but instead chaos ensues and like canon they get stuck at Scarabia.

- Daisy gets visibly worried about Kalim throughout the book and tries talking to him when he’s his normal self, he tells her that he genuinely doesn't know what's going on, and before she can dig deeper Jamil always intervenes, making her wonder if perhaps he knows something about the issue, remembering the instances where she did stuff against her will near him.

- I didn't mention my other ocs until now bc I want to make a separate post about their own canon divergences on their specific books, but I will mention that Damali helps Grim and Daisy escape and leads them to the treasury, gifting them the carpet under the condition to give it back (and she slightly threatens them if they don't give the carpet back). So they escape and meet the octatrio.

- Since Azul and Daisy are in better terms and they both have a soft spot for each other (Azul will NEVER admit this tho) Azul decided to help, but obviously he also uses the excuse in game, it's Azul we’re talking about even if he has a soft spot there must be something in it for him. It's kinda funny to see this princess-like character walking around with these mafia coded characters.

- Basically everything happens pretty similarly to canon, but Daisy helps Azul making up their plans, as I want to lean into the fact that Daisy is a “Trickster” as Rook says, meaning she's good at planning and outsmarting others. I'm unsure of what she makes up by herself, but I don't want to leave all the planning to Azul because the whole purpose of this is to make Daisy/Yuu a more proactive character.

- Throughout this book Daisy is not scared at all from the tweels. If before she was forcing herself to not be scared, now she’s just plainly not scared at all. After everything that went down in book 3 and now their alliance in book 4 she grew accustomed to their presence and even finds them kinda funny. Azul is worried.

- Daisy gets super defensive over Kalim, basically standing in front of him protectively when Jamil is spilling all his feelings and intentions — not that it matters much, but it shows how much she cares for Kalim. When they're sent away Daisy is super angry, nearly as angry as in the prologue with ADeuce and tells Kalim straight away that Jamil is a jerk. She tells him that she herself believes in forgiveness and second chances — since her parents taught her this — but told him that until Jamil apologizes Kalim has all the right to be upset, and that he should at least get his dorm back. 

- Because Daisy is very sympathetic and forgives easily, she quickly decides to accept Jamil as he is, being happy that Kalim is with him. But she still defends Kalim from every single insult Jamil gave him.

- Later at the small party thingy in the Oasis, Daisy apologizes for being so harsh on Jamil, but still tells him he deserved it in a way. She says she understands him to a degree, being treated as a servant by her stepmother and never being able to do what she wishes because of that. Daisy says she hopes that he’s able to be free and that she's looking forward to meeting the true Jamil from now on. He says she's being stupid and way too trusting and Daisy just nods, saying that yes, maybe she is, but she doesn't mind.

- Not only the ADeuce duo show up but Ruggie does as well, since she sent him a message too. He used his money to get there and gets upset when Daisy says everything’s fine now, he tells her to never scare him again and mumbles about having wasted money, Daisy offers to pay up but he declines, until Kalim hears the convo and offers to pay, Daisy tries to say no but Ruggie says yes and Kalim insists, so she kinda gives up.

Book 5

- Daisy doesn't sign up for the VDC, saying that while she is interested in singing she wanted to rest and have a breather from all the stuff that she's been doing, but she still accompanies Jamil and Kalim and they — and by they I mean Jamil — teach ADeuce + Grim how to dance.

- Daisy knew Ruggie would be trying for the VDC, having offered a few singing lessons to him before so he at least had more of a decent understanding of singing, even if very basic. The ADeuce duo asks for lessons too but Ruggie laughs at them and tells them it's “boyfriend privileges”, this being the first time Ruggie had referred to himself as her boyfriend (even though both of them knew that), this makes Daisy so happy she agrees with Ruggie and doesn't share her singing lessons with them.

- Daisy didn't like how Vil bossed Epel around, but after their first encounter her and Vil actually got along pretty well, him being surprised she accompanied ADeuce + Grim to the auditions. Daisy is obviously not casted, since she didn't audition, but one day before the results Daisy caught Epel failing while singing and offered to help, showing him her own singing abilities; Rook was nearby and heard her, talking about her voice with Vil and convincing him to include her in the group.

- Throughout the book Daisy seems to be having a pretty easy time with maintaining Vil’s routine, even finding joy in it. Vil noticed how she had a very good posture, moved graciously while dancing and didn't had trouble adapting to her diet. He once asked about all this and she shared that before her parents died and her stepmother took over her home, they had quite a good amount of money and put her in ballet, singing and etiquette lessons at a young age. 

- Daisy has a problem that is brought up in this book and calls back to book 3: she's insecure about her appearance. Everytime the topic of beauty is brought up Daisy seems quite uncomfortable and avoids eye contact, she also has trouble following the skin care routine because she thinks she's not worthy of using the products. She has two important conversations with different characters: one with Epel, where he complains about how he hated that Vil wanted him to act all princely because of his appearance, and while Daisy agrees that Vil seems too much she tells him she kind of wishes she had a Vil around in her own world to tell her what he thought of her looks and what she could do to get better; another with Rook and Kalim, where Daisy basically opens up about her insecurities, telling them she didn't believe she was beautiful, and both of them telling her quite the opposite, Kalim specifically being by her side and helping her understand she should feel confident in her own skin; and another very small one with Vil, when he scolds her for letting the words of others (her stepmother) affect her and saying that if she truly was insecure, she must use it as a weapon and not a way to run from her fears. 

- Daisy helps Kalim understand that his problems are valid, scolding Grim when he said Kalim didn't have the right to complain. She tells him that he has all the right to feel upset for not getting the lead and that he should aspire to get even better, after all, Jamil wouldn't want to win against an already defeated opponent. 

- Daisy offers to teach Deuce and Epel ballet. She takes the opportunity to explain to them how there were boys who liked ballet when she was little and that they really shouldn't be ashamed of practicing it.

- Daisy scolds Ace a lot once he and Deuce fight, being worried sick until she can finally see Epel and Deuce again. She tells him he was a jerk and there's a gag where she turns her face away from him for like a day because of what he did, but they get over it. 

- Daisy admits she finds Neige very pretty and she feels very drawn to his personality, his smile seeming comforting to her and she even wonders if everyone in RSA is like Neige.

- Basically everything else happens like canon with very minor divergences that I don't think are worthy of being mentioned. When Vil tried to poison Neige though, Daisy was there alongside Kalim, the boy telling her — since they grew close — that Vil seemed to have a worrying expression and her agreeing to have seen the same on Jamil. 

- Overblot happens like in canon with minor changes in the fight. After it and it's revealed that her and Malleus are friends and that she calls him “tsunotaro”, she doesn't really get surprised by his title as Malleus Draconia, instead smiling at him and saying “to me you're the same old Tsunotaro”. 

- When everything is done and they lose, Daisy takes a time to get to talk with Vil in private and tells him that despite the overblot and how he feels about Neige and his roles, she still finds him enchantingly beautiful, and she tells him that he truly was like a hero to her, helping her understand the value in her appearance. 

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Sorry I love me a good will they won't they</3

a/n: idk what I'm doing with my life tbh I'm just like. Writing tons of scenarios without stopping. Anyways this was like made ages ago and I just decided to give it a proper ending... Anyways once again posting this and running away

🏷️: @viilpstick @justm3di0cr3

cw: oc x canon (Leona x Isabelle), banter, uhhh idk man denial of feelings?

words: 2300+

Dividers.

Obsession.

“I hope you do realize you're absolutely obsessed with her.” Ruggie stated as he finished folding Leona's clothes and putting them in their rightful drawer. The man in question laid in bed with a raised eyebrow completely confused.

“What?”

“With Isabelle-san. You’ve been talking about her for the last hour I’ve been here folding your clothes.” Ruggie got up, grabbing the basket filled with dirty clothes from both him and Leona — he wasn't gonna complain if Leona let him wash his clothes with his. “Actually, you’ve been talking about her during Spelldrive practice as well.”

“I wasn't talking about her, I was complaining.” The prince huffed as he crossed his arms, looking at the smaller one. 

“Excessively. I'm so tired of hearing about her I think I'll physically cringe next time I see her. Which is bad… she likes me enough to give me special treatment…” Ruggie sighed as Leona sat down to look at him incredulously.

“Because she always has a bone to pick with me. She's always on my case.”

“I'm always on your case and you don't talk about me nearly as much, do you?”

“You do stuff for me. She just irritates me.”

“Well, ok. Vil-san irritates you and is always on your case, do you talk as much about him as you do with Isabelle-san?” Leona shut his mouth, rolling his eyes and rolling to the other side of the bed, his back facing Ruggie as the hyena beastman sighed. “One way or another you’ll have to accept it. It ain't that bad, really, at least you know you’ll stay together regardless, while I– nevermind. ‘night, boss.” and the boy left before any melancholic thoughts could’ve been voiced, while Leona stayed there on his bed, eyebrows furrowed as he clicked his tongue.

Let's say, in the imaginary scenario that Ruggie created, that Leona was, in fact, a bit obsessed with his fiancée. What would happen then? Sure, they were getting married in 3 year's time, but that wouldn't change how Isabelle felt, and she despised him. And he despised her as well. Obviously. Surely. 

Leona groaned in annoyance and covered his face with his pillow, trying to force himself to go to sleep and ignore the annoying questions Ruggie planted in his head.

“Sit up straight, has your father taught you no proper etiquette?” 

“Oh shut it.” Leona basically growled but his fiancée showed no fear, in actuality, she seemed even more fierce, glaring at him as if demanding an apology. He didn't give it to her through words, but he rolled his eyes and waved his hand, and she nodded, not entirely pleased but it would do. 

After that day Leona didn't want to see Isabelle, in fact, he’s made it his life mission to avoid her when they had joint school activities, and ignored her calls — more than usual. But sitting in a limousine? With her? All the way from the mirror to the palace at Sunset Savannah? He simply couldn't avoid her.

“So.” Isabelle began, and he got ready for a scolding. “Why are you avoiding me?”

“I'm not.”

“You barely spoke to me the last time our schools had an event.”

“I was busy.”

“You ignored all of my calls, even the ones from the viewglasses.”

“I probably didn't see it. Can we get it over with?”

“No.” She insisted, a frown prevalent in her pretty face. “What's up with you all of a sudden? If I said something to upset you, you must tell me.”

“You upset me just by looking in my direction.” He glared back and Isabelle stared at him for a moment. She sighed and looked outside the window.

“I see.” She merely said. “I shall not look at you today if it upsets you this much.”

…Did he go too far?

He watched as her small hands were locked together, one of them kept making motions on the other one, like pulling the sleeve of her dress, pinching her skin lightly and scratching it as well. Leona moved his gaze upwards to the back of her head, unable to see her expression. 

Maybe he did go a bit too far.

Isabelle said stuff like this constantly to him tho! Like, come on now, he had way more right to be upset, she was usually the one starting fights! In fact, this whole thing started because he couldn't stop complaining about a fight she initiated!! 

Leona clicked his tongue, his demeanor shifted from being uncomfortable in her presence for being annoyed with himself. Why did he even say that? It wasn't even true. Maybe it was in the beginning, but not anymore. Isabelle was irritating, always bossing him around and testing his patience, but she didn't pry when he closed off when the subject of his family showed up, she cheered for him during Spelldrive matches, — well, more like threatened him because she didn't want to be engaged to a loser — and defended him to people who dared to bad mouth him. 

The issue of being or not obsessed with her didn't matter any longer. He needed to fix the situation.

Gently, Leona grabbed one of her hands and held it tight, and the girl looked at it in confusion, especially because Leona refused to make eye contact and just looked outside. 

“I lied.” Leona simply said, and he felt Isabelle relax next to him. “I'm dealing with some issues. Just let me be for a while.”

Isabelle huffed as she intertwined their fingers. “You could’ve said so from the start, moron. Take your time, just know I'm here to listen if you need me.”

“‘kay.” He whispered, his thumb caressing her hand, as the girl got a bit closer to him, deciding to hold his hand with both of hers. 

He wondered if she truly meant it, if he were to say what he truly thought of her, if she should accept him. In moments like this, Leona would let his ego aside, and pretend that they were truly in a real, loving relationship.

The guards were ordered to guide Isabelle to her room for the time they stayed there, while Leona refused his — it was his home, why would he need a bunch of guards to show him where his room was?

Almost as soon as he arrived at his room, he flopped himself onto his bed, only taking off his shirt to feel a bit more free and comfortable. Back at the same place he ran away from… he resented everytime he had to go back home. He was proud of his country, yes, but the palace carried too many memories, painful ones in fact… every hallway made him remember the servants talking about how useless he was, every dinner was a display of uplifting his brother while putting him down, every smile from Cheka showed Leona he could never be number one.

He was tired already. He just wanted to sleep. Maybe if he slept now, his brother would think he was actually tired, and let him skip dinner. It wasn't likely, but it was worth trying.

And so he did. Leona slept for hours in his room, a few servants tried to wake him up while knocking at his door but to no avail. Until, of course, Isabelle.

“Leona, wake–” She said, not caring to knock on the door but stopping midway and turning her head away from his form. “Put on a shirt, will you?”

“As far as I'm aware, this is my room.” Leona mumbled, his voice tired as he stirred in bed, his tail getting closer to him. “Could’ve knocked.”

“If I knocked you wouldn't have let me in.” She made a point and sighed, deciding to turn to him again despite her embarrassment. She walked close to him, hands on her hips. “Come on, dinner’s about to be served.”

“Then tell them I was too tired to show up.” He frowned slightly, his eyes still closed as he turned away from her. “Let me be.”

Isabelle sighed, scratching her head, unsure of what to do. “Cheka will miss you, he’s been talking about you all day.”

No response.

“Come on now, I can't show up without you and you know that! Stop being like this.”

Once again, no response.

Isabelle puffed out her cheeks in annoyance as she decided to take a look around his room. It was cleaner than she thought, but then again, of course it would be, the servants had time to clean his room without the giant cat to mess everything up. The bookshelf caught her attention, as she walked towards it she saw a few books she had never read before, a lot of them weren't fiction, but rather about topics too advanced even for NRC or RSA. She reached out for one book, opening it with curiosity.

“I had no idea you had an interest in geology.” Isabelle said, sitting at the end of his bed as she continued to read. “I guess there's a lot of stuff I still don't know about you.”

Leona sighed, finally sitting up as he scratched his head. Isabelle kept her eyes on the book, scared her gaze would betray her once she looked at him. “I guess."

He finally opened his eyes, and blinked a few times to be sure he wasn't seeing things. Right there in front of him, was Isabelle, half of her hair tied up in a bun as the rest was free, her clothes were from Sunset Savannah, no doubt, and they seemed to fit her perfectly, almost as if they belonged to her. His quietness made Isabelle curious, so despite her embarrassment, she looked up to him, lifting an eyebrow.

“What?”

“Where’d you get that?"

“Oh.” She looked at herself, her face pink as she let out a small smile, happy he noticed. “Your sister-in-law, she said she bought this for me a while ago, had it custom made too.” She closed the book, touching the fabric of her dress. “It's beautiful and very well made. She's incredibly kind.” Leona just hummed, unable to keep from staring at her. He rested his head on his hand as he looked, his eyes going all the way from her toes to her head, making Isabelle even more embarrassed. “Why are you staring? Does it look weird?”

“In a way.” He watched amused as Isabelle made a pout, a sigh escaping her as she looked at the ground with disappointment. “But it suits you.”

Isabelle looked at him, unsure if she should take it as a compliment, but his reaction didn't seem to express anything other than intrigue. He kept looking at her, his eyes couldn't drift away from her as his irises got bigger, reminding her slightly of a cat. His tail moving a bit as he watched her, a smile slowly creeping on his face. She was beautiful. And she was wearing his country’s clothes.

Fine. Maybe Ruggie was right… he was a bit obsessed with his own fiancée.

Leona heard steps outside his room and groaned in annoyance. He knew it was probably a servant trying to call him for dinner since Isabelle didn't seem to have success– wait.

Isabelle was in his room. For a longer time than it was expected. He was shirtless.

He smirked, an idea popping in his head.

“Why do you have that weird smile on your face?” Isabelle asked, looking at him suspiciously. Leona simply let out a chuckle, getting up and standing in front of her, the girl look even more confused. “What are y–”

Before she could continue, her back was already resting on his bed, Leona on top of her as he watched her face grow red and her eyebrows furrow. He couldn't help but chuckle as he nuzzled his face in her neck and Isabelle complained, but still made no effort to try and get him off of her.

Then, the door was opened.

“Your highness, dinner is– oh goodness!” The servant quickly closed the door as Leona laughed against Isabelle's skin, the girl getting unbelievably red and perplexed upon realizing his plan. “I-I’ll tell His Majesty that you're busy at the moment. Forgive my intrusion.”

Leona finally relaxed, the weight of his entire body falling onto Isabelle who complained once more. Upon realizing he wasn't moving she simply sighed.

“So you were just using me to run away from dinner huh?”

“What? Are you disappointed?” He asked, his breath on her neck as she shivered and moved her face away from his.

“Not exactly. Just annoyed you used me for your own personal gain.” She tried to explain, where Leona was laying down he could feel her heartbeat, and it was increasing with every passing second. He smiled.

She was nervous.

“If you wanted me to lay you in bed–”

“Don't you dare finish that sentence.” She finally looked at him, a glare on her face and he laughed. Leona's hand moved to Isabella's face, his thumb making circular motions as her cheeks went pink. It was then that he realized how unbelievably close she was.

“Hey, mouse.” He started, eyes never looking away from hers. “I'm gonna do something, and if you don't want me to, I'm giving you the freedom to push me away.” he quickly looked at her lips, enchanted by her, and she seemed to freeze upon realizing what he meant.

He got closer to her, his nose brushing against hers and his lips hovering just above hers. He was about to do it, to kiss her right there without a care for what this meant about his own feelings for her and–

Her phone rang. She pushed him away and got up.

“I-I’m– there's– I-I have to answer it– you know, my father he– I-I’ll go.” With that, Isabelle quickly walked out of his room, leaving Leona by himself, his back laying on his own bed.

And he laughed.

Her eyes… Leona might be a predator, based on his lion features, but he was so sure that Isabelle was the one fitting that role at that moment. Bewitching him and making him do crazy things. Making him quite obsessed with her and her presence.

He couldn't help but want more.

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(Ignore that this is a couple of hours late)

The new fic???? It’s so good??!!!!

The poor servant tho, they just tryin’ to do their job lol.

HELP TY<333

Leona literally saw the opportunity and took it....... Anything to not done with his family......m the servant is getting compensation do not worry🙏🏻

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a/n: idk what I'm doing with my life tbh I'm just like. Writing tons of scenarios without stopping. Anyways this was like made ages ago and I just decided to give it a proper ending... Anyways once again posting this and running away

🏷️: @viilpstick @justm3di0cr3

cw: oc x canon (Leona x Isabelle), banter, uhhh idk man denial of feelings?

words: 2300+

Dividers.

Obsession.

“I hope you do realize you're absolutely obsessed with her.” Ruggie stated as he finished folding Leona's clothes and putting them in their rightful drawer. The man in question laid in bed with a raised eyebrow completely confused.

“What?”

“With Isabelle-san. You’ve been talking about her for the last hour I’ve been here folding your clothes.” Ruggie got up, grabbing the basket filled with dirty clothes from both him and Leona — he wasn't gonna complain if Leona let him wash his clothes with his. “Actually, you’ve been talking about her during Spelldrive practice as well.”

“I wasn't talking about her, I was complaining.” The prince huffed as he crossed his arms, looking at the smaller one. 

“Excessively. I'm so tired of hearing about her I think I'll physically cringe next time I see her. Which is bad… she likes me enough to give me special treatment…” Ruggie sighed as Leona sat down to look at him incredulously.

“Because she always has a bone to pick with me. She's always on my case.”

“I'm always on your case and you don't talk about me nearly as much, do you?”

“You do stuff for me. She just irritates me.”

“Well, ok. Vil-san irritates you and is always on your case, do you talk as much about him as you do with Isabelle-san?” Leona shut his mouth, rolling his eyes and rolling to the other side of the bed, his back facing Ruggie as the hyena beastman sighed. “One way or another you’ll have to accept it. It ain't that bad, really, at least you know you’ll stay together regardless, while I– nevermind. ‘night, boss.” and the boy left before any melancholic thoughts could’ve been voiced, while Leona stayed there on his bed, eyebrows furrowed as he clicked his tongue.

Let's say, in the imaginary scenario that Ruggie created, that Leona was, in fact, a bit obsessed with his fiancée. What would happen then? Sure, they were getting married in 3 year's time, but that wouldn't change how Isabelle felt, and she despised him. And he despised her as well. Obviously. Surely. 

Leona groaned in annoyance and covered his face with his pillow, trying to force himself to go to sleep and ignore the annoying questions Ruggie planted in his head.

“Sit up straight, has your father taught you no proper etiquette?” 

“Oh shut it.” Leona basically growled but his fiancée showed no fear, in actuality, she seemed even more fierce, glaring at him as if demanding an apology. He didn't give it to her through words, but he rolled his eyes and waved his hand, and she nodded, not entirely pleased but it would do. 

After that day Leona didn't want to see Isabelle, in fact, he’s made it his life mission to avoid her when they had joint school activities, and ignored her calls — more than usual. But sitting in a limousine? With her? All the way from the mirror to the palace at Sunset Savannah? He simply couldn't avoid her.

“So.” Isabelle began, and he got ready for a scolding. “Why are you avoiding me?”

“I'm not.”

“You barely spoke to me the last time our schools had an event.”

“I was busy.”

“You ignored all of my calls, even the ones from the viewglasses.”

“I probably didn't see it. Can we get it over with?”

“No.” She insisted, a frown prevalent in her pretty face. “What's up with you all of a sudden? If I said something to upset you, you must tell me.”

“You upset me just by looking in my direction.” He glared back and Isabelle stared at him for a moment. She sighed and looked outside the window.

“I see.” She merely said. “I shall not look at you today if it upsets you this much.”

…Did he go too far?

He watched as her small hands were locked together, one of them kept making motions on the other one, like pulling the sleeve of her dress, pinching her skin lightly and scratching it as well. Leona moved his gaze upwards to the back of her head, unable to see her expression. 

Maybe he did go a bit too far.

Isabelle said stuff like this constantly to him tho! Like, come on now, he had way more right to be upset, she was usually the one starting fights! In fact, this whole thing started because he couldn't stop complaining about a fight she initiated!! 

Leona clicked his tongue, his demeanor shifted from being uncomfortable in her presence for being annoyed with himself. Why did he even say that? It wasn't even true. Maybe it was in the beginning, but not anymore. Isabelle was irritating, always bossing him around and testing his patience, but she didn't pry when he closed off when the subject of his family showed up, she cheered for him during Spelldrive matches, — well, more like threatened him because she didn't want to be engaged to a loser — and defended him to people who dared to bad mouth him. 

The issue of being or not obsessed with her didn't matter any longer. He needed to fix the situation.

Gently, Leona grabbed one of her hands and held it tight, and the girl looked at it in confusion, especially because Leona refused to make eye contact and just looked outside. 

“I lied.” Leona simply said, and he felt Isabelle relax next to him. “I'm dealing with some issues. Just let me be for a while.”

Isabelle huffed as she intertwined their fingers. “You could’ve said so from the start, moron. Take your time, just know I'm here to listen if you need me.”

“‘kay.” He whispered, his thumb caressing her hand, as the girl got a bit closer to him, deciding to hold his hand with both of hers. 

He wondered if she truly meant it, if he were to say what he truly thought of her, if she should accept him. In moments like this, Leona would let his ego aside, and pretend that they were truly in a real, loving relationship.

The guards were ordered to guide Isabelle to her room for the time they stayed there, while Leona refused his — it was his home, why would he need a bunch of guards to show him where his room was?

Almost as soon as he arrived at his room, he flopped himself onto his bed, only taking off his shirt to feel a bit more free and comfortable. Back at the same place he ran away from… he resented everytime he had to go back home. He was proud of his country, yes, but the palace carried too many memories, painful ones in fact… every hallway made him remember the servants talking about how useless he was, every dinner was a display of uplifting his brother while putting him down, every smile from Cheka showed Leona he could never be number one.

He was tired already. He just wanted to sleep. Maybe if he slept now, his brother would think he was actually tired, and let him skip dinner. It wasn't likely, but it was worth trying.

And so he did. Leona slept for hours in his room, a few servants tried to wake him up while knocking at his door but to no avail. Until, of course, Isabelle.

“Leona, wake–” She said, not caring to knock on the door but stopping midway and turning her head away from his form. “Put on a shirt, will you?”

“As far as I'm aware, this is my room.” Leona mumbled, his voice tired as he stirred in bed, his tail getting closer to him. “Could’ve knocked.”

“If I knocked you wouldn't have let me in.” She made a point and sighed, deciding to turn to him again despite her embarrassment. She walked close to him, hands on her hips. “Come on, dinner’s about to be served.”

“Then tell them I was too tired to show up.” He frowned slightly, his eyes still closed as he turned away from her. “Let me be.”

Isabelle sighed, scratching her head, unsure of what to do. “Cheka will miss you, he’s been talking about you all day.”

No response.

“Come on now, I can't show up without you and you know that! Stop being like this.”

Once again, no response.

Isabelle puffed out her cheeks in annoyance as she decided to take a look around his room. It was cleaner than she thought, but then again, of course it would be, the servants had time to clean his room without the giant cat to mess everything up. The bookshelf caught her attention, as she walked towards it she saw a few books she had never read before, a lot of them weren't fiction, but rather about topics too advanced even for NRC or RSA. She reached out for one book, opening it with curiosity.

“I had no idea you had an interest in geology.” Isabelle said, sitting at the end of his bed as she continued to read. “I guess there's a lot of stuff I still don't know about you.”

Leona sighed, finally sitting up as he scratched his head. Isabelle kept her eyes on the book, scared her gaze would betray her once she looked at him. “I guess."

He finally opened his eyes, and blinked a few times to be sure he wasn't seeing things. Right there in front of him, was Isabelle, half of her hair tied up in a bun as the rest was free, her clothes were from Sunset Savannah, no doubt, and they seemed to fit her perfectly, almost as if they belonged to her. His quietness made Isabelle curious, so despite her embarrassment, she looked up to him, lifting an eyebrow.

“What?”

“Where’d you get that?"

“Oh.” She looked at herself, her face pink as she let out a small smile, happy he noticed. “Your sister-in-law, she said she bought this for me a while ago, had it custom made too.” She closed the book, touching the fabric of her dress. “It's beautiful and very well made. She's incredibly kind.” Leona just hummed, unable to keep from staring at her. He rested his head on his hand as he looked, his eyes going all the way from her toes to her head, making Isabelle even more embarrassed. “Why are you staring? Does it look weird?”

“In a way.” He watched amused as Isabelle made a pout, a sigh escaping her as she looked at the ground with disappointment. “But it suits you.”

Isabelle looked at him, unsure if she should take it as a compliment, but his reaction didn't seem to express anything other than intrigue. He kept looking at her, his eyes couldn't drift away from her as his irises got bigger, reminding her slightly of a cat. His tail moving a bit as he watched her, a smile slowly creeping on his face. She was beautiful. And she was wearing his country’s clothes.

Fine. Maybe Ruggie was right… he was a bit obsessed with his own fiancée.

Leona heard steps outside his room and groaned in annoyance. He knew it was probably a servant trying to call him for dinner since Isabelle didn't seem to have success– wait.

Isabelle was in his room. For a longer time than it was expected. He was shirtless.

He smirked, an idea popping in his head.

“Why do you have that weird smile on your face?” Isabelle asked, looking at him suspiciously. Leona simply let out a chuckle, getting up and standing in front of her, the girl look even more confused. “What are y–”

Before she could continue, her back was already resting on his bed, Leona on top of her as he watched her face grow red and her eyebrows furrow. He couldn't help but chuckle as he nuzzled his face in her neck and Isabelle complained, but still made no effort to try and get him off of her.

Then, the door was opened.

“Your highness, dinner is– oh goodness!” The servant quickly closed the door as Leona laughed against Isabelle's skin, the girl getting unbelievably red and perplexed upon realizing his plan. “I-I’ll tell His Majesty that you're busy at the moment. Forgive my intrusion.”

Leona finally relaxed, the weight of his entire body falling onto Isabelle who complained once more. Upon realizing he wasn't moving she simply sighed.

“So you were just using me to run away from dinner huh?”

“What? Are you disappointed?” He asked, his breath on her neck as she shivered and moved her face away from his.

“Not exactly. Just annoyed you used me for your own personal gain.” She tried to explain, where Leona was laying down he could feel her heartbeat, and it was increasing with every passing second. He smiled.

She was nervous.

“If you wanted me to lay you in bed–”

“Don't you dare finish that sentence.” She finally looked at him, a glare on her face and he laughed. Leona's hand moved to Isabella's face, his thumb making circular motions as her cheeks went pink. It was then that he realized how unbelievably close she was.

“Hey, mouse.” He started, eyes never looking away from hers. “I'm gonna do something, and if you don't want me to, I'm giving you the freedom to push me away.” he quickly looked at her lips, enchanted by her, and she seemed to freeze upon realizing what he meant.

He got closer to her, his nose brushing against hers and his lips hovering just above hers. He was about to do it, to kiss her right there without a care for what this meant about his own feelings for her and–

Her phone rang. She pushed him away and got up.

“I-I’m– there's– I-I have to answer it– you know, my father he– I-I’ll go.” With that, Isabelle quickly walked out of his room, leaving Leona by himself, his back laying on his own bed.

And he laughed.

Her eyes… Leona might be a predator, based on his lion features, but he was so sure that Isabelle was the one fitting that role at that moment. Bewitching him and making him do crazy things. Making him quite obsessed with her and her presence.

He couldn't help but want more.

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a/n: this is supposed to be a small vignette story for this drawing I made-- anyways posting this and running away

contents: oc x canon

tagging: @viilpstick bc I told u I would write this

“Perse, someone left you a flower.” Vil said as he observed his friend and devoted fan get to class. As the girl set her school bag beside her chair she stared at the flower with curiosity, picking it up to examine its delicate petals. “Any idea who it is from?”

“...no.” she said, though her tone was rather distant as she stared at the plant. “It's a pomegranate flower. My favorite.”

“The person must know you well, then. I had no idea, since you're fond of flowers in general.” 

“Yes. It's been my favorite ever since I was young.” She grabbed a book and pressed the flower between its pages, trying to make sure the flower would stay with her for a while.

Perse sat down, fixing her hair and putting her book away. “I suppose whoever it is won't be stupid enough to try it again.”

“Why, do you not like secret admirers?”

“No. It's cowardice in my opinion. Sending someone gifts anonymously because they don't have the guts to talk to me in person.” She frowned and sighed. “I’m sorry for bothering you so early with this. I do hope you don't mind, Dahlia.”

“And there we go with those nicknames of yours…” Vil sighed with a slight smile on his face. “Well, do tell me if you ever find out who this admirer of yours is. I’m rather curious to know who this coward could be.”

As Vil went back to check on his makeup before the teacher arrived, Perse stayed quiet, deep in thought as she frowned slightly while remembering the flower. 

•••

“Perse Achillea! Someone gifted you a flower!” Little Ortho’s voice was heard by the girl who had been way too focused on her game to notice the flower that had been put in front of her door. She took her headphones off and walked towards the door which Ortho had previously walked — well, flew — by, and said flower was in the robot’s hand.

A pomegranate flower. Yet again.

Perse picked up the flower from his hands and stared at it, her eyebrows frowning at that. “I thought he would’ve given up. I clearly didn't make any effort to meet him.”

“Him? Do you happen to know who he is?” the boy questioned, curious but also a bit sad. Ortho was sure Perse and his brother were meant to be! But now this happens…

“No.” Perse quickly says, leaving the flower on her desk and going back to her game, headphones on. “I don't care anyway. I'm not interested in whoever is sending me these.”

“But for him to send you a flower, it must mean he cares about you.” Ortho makes a point, getting closer to her and taking her headphones off, making the girl complain as he held it high as he floated. He laughed at that and Perse couldn’t be mad at Ortho of all people. “I mean, it even has a note.”

“A note?” Perse questions, her curiosity coming back. “Why didn't you tell me before? Where is it, Ortho?”

“Well… I can give it to you, but!” He lifted a finger, still holding her headphones on his other arm. “I want permission to call you big sis for a week.”

“Ortho, we’ve talked about this.” Perse sighs and massages her forehead. 

“I know, but please! It's not that big of a deal! I mean I'm- I'm not even my big brother’s actual brother anyway.” the younger one argued, and Perse felt her heart break upon hearing those words. 

Ortho was someone she cared deeply, even if this Ortho wasn't… well, you know. Still, despite being a robot he was considered a Shroud, and Shrouds and Achilleas… they weren't meant to be anything but “coworkers”. They couldn't be anything but “master and servant”. Anything other than that was wrong. It doesn't matter how much she appreciates Ortho, how much she loved how kind and warm he was, how loving and affectionate he could be… it was… wrong.

“Ortho, listen…”

“Please.”

As she stared at his big yellow eyes, Perse's defenses began to go down, her walls began to break — well, just a bit. Her logical side was still very much present.

Perse sighed and scratched her neck. “Not a week, four days. For days of calling me that, no more.” Ortho threw himself at the girl, his metal arms seemed to crush her in a hug and it was a bit painful, but it didn't matter how much she complained Ortho kept hugging her and pulling her in his arms. Perse let herself chuckle at that. “Ok, ok, fine! Now give me the note and my headphones!”

Ortho giggled and quickly put the headphones on her head, grabbing the note he found with the pomegranate flower soon after. Perse got the note and unfolded it, only to loudly groan at it.

“What? What is it, big sis?” 

“Nothing. Just whoever this is being an utter idiot.” 

Perse threw the note in the air, seemingly not caring about it anymore and going back to her game. Her eyebrows furrowed in annoyance as her movements with the mouse and keyboard were fast and stronger than necessary, indicating a bit of anger.

Ortho grabbed the note mid air, and not being able to resist he unfolded the piece of paper, blinking in confusion at what was written:

‘Sorry. You're the smartest person I know.’

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“Uh… Persie?” Cater calls his best friend, making her stop at the middle of the hallway to see a drone carrying a bouquet of, you guessed it, pomegranate flowers. The drone came just close enough to let go of the bouquet, quickly falling right into Perse's arms as she looked at it in shock. She saw a note just like last time falling with the flowers, and she quickly grabbed it. Cater whistled at that, impressed. “Dang, whoever this dude is, he's going above and beyond to get your attention, Persie. I’d given him a shot if I were you.

“Yeah, and end up with someone petty and dishonest?” She mumbled, rolling her eyes, but Cater was able to hear it and he lifted an eyebrow at that.

“Come on, he’s probably not like that!”

“...yes he is.” She frowns, giving Cater the bouquet and the note. “Stay with it, I'm not interested. You can throw them away, I don't care.” 

The girl left and even when Cater called to her she didn't look back, he looked at the bouquet and the note without knowing what to do. He glanced at the note and wondered if he should read it… I mean… Perse did say she wasn't interested…

Cater couldn't handle his curiosity and unfolded the note, reading quickly what was inside. He tilted his head in confusion not only because of the contest but because of the writing. He was sure he had seen it somewhere… 

The red head looked at the drone who still stood there, as if it had been heartbroken by the scene that unfolded. Cater gave the object the bouquet back and put the note in between the flowers. “Sorry lil’ buddy. Better luck next time.” 

And Cater left, and soon after the drone did too, but towards a different direction: towards Ignihyde dorm. 

As Perse finally got back to her room after her club activities with Vil and Ortho, she saw the same bouquet of flowers in front of her door, the note right in the middle of it. The tan girl heavily sighed, and picked the note, unfolding it to read what it had to say this time.

‘The last thing I wanted to do was hurt you.’ 

Perse looked at the flowers and back to the note, sighing once again in defeat. She got the bouquet and brought it back inside, putting it in a vase she had laying around and leaving the note right beside it. Perse softly let her fingers caress the petals of each flower, a now determined look on her face.

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“So…” Ortho trailed off as he waited for his brother to begin his updates. “When were you gonna tell me you were big sis’s secret admirer?”

Idia nearly fell when he heard the younger boy’s question. The ends of his fiery hair turned pink in an instant as his face followed suit, and he held his tablet closer to his chest as if to protect himself.

“B-big sis? A-admirer??” He repeated, still not believing what his ears heard. “Sheesh, Ortho, no! I–I could never. That's extremely cringe. I mean in general I–I couldn't but– especially because it's… because it's Perse…” he felt his face burning up and he knew his hair was way pinker now. Ugh. Why. Why did feelings exist?

“Big bro, please, I recognized your writing on one of her notes.” Ortho stated. “You don't need to lie to me, you know? I know you’ve been in love with her ever since you were young.”

“I’m not-” Idia frowned in embarrassment. “I'm- I’m not in love with her! I-I mean she's beautiful- I mean, she's attractive- I mean, objectively speaking she's attractive you know like if you put a gun to my head and asked ‘hey is Perse Achillea attractive?’ I'd say yes of course she is because if I didn't I'd be lying but she's not only attractive I mean she's also incredibly smart and funny and fun to be around and she knows all the games I play and listens to me ramble for hours even though she probably does this out of pity you know but anyway I feel like I'm talking a lot am I talking a lot?”

“Yes. Yes, you are.” the younger one wasn't surprised in the slightest. That's his brother for ya. “Why are you taking the initiative now?”

“I'm not- I'm not taking the initiative, I'm not trying to flirt with her, I would never.” Idia mumbled, looking elsewhere with a pout. “We… We had a fight. A big one. I still think she was the one in the wrong-” lies. He was totally in the wrong. “-but regardless I… maybe I was a bit too harsh on her… I just want to apologize and she loves pomegranate flowers so…” 

“You're gifting her her favorite flowers to apologize?”

“Yeah… but she seems to be avoiding me more now that I’m sending them…” he sighed. “She probably thinks it's gross.”

“No. She thinks you're a coward.”

“Ortho!”

“I said that's what she thinks.”

“It is what I think.” Both brothers jumped at the sudden female voice that popped out of the blue. There, walking towards them, wearing her uniform and all was the subject of their conversation. Perse made her way to Idia as he started internally panicking. "So, you've got something ya wanna tell me?" She crossed her arms as Idia looked at Ortho, mentally asking for help, but unfortunately for him the little boy was on Perse's side now, so he just shrugged.

"Well... You shouldn't be eavesdropping on someone else's conversation."

"Idia for sevens's sake." Perse frowned, getting even closer to him, cornering the taller one between her and a table. "What do you have to tell me?"

He stayed silent, his eyes drifted elsewhere, not being able to hold her gaze. He held his tablet with more strength now, as if that somehow would make this situation go by quicker. Perse sighed.

"Of course you don't. I was stupid for even thinking you did." She turned around, meaning to go back to her room thinking she had decided to meet him for nothing, but before she could, Idia suddenly felt the courage — after being pinched by his brother — to say something.

"Wait." She stopped, still not facing him. Idia clicked his tongue. "I didn't mean to- I didn't- I'm sorry." She turned, crossing her arms. She wasn't satisfied, she needed more. Idia groaned but complied. "I'm sorry for not listening to you when you clearly warned me about our research. I'm sorry for being petty and for lying that I would do as you asked but in the end I didn't. And I'm sorry that our progress was ruined because of that."

Perse stared at him for a few seconds, then smiled. Still, she wanted to hear one more thing, and she made it known with the movement of her head. Idia went pink.

"And... I need you." She blinked, and Ortho put his metallic hand on where his mouth should be. Idia looked at the two quickly realizing how he sounded and fixing it right after: "to help me!! That's what I meant by it!"

Perse giggled at that, having fun at his expense. "Well, you did give me flowers. One could think you had other intentions..." She said in a flirtatious tone, and Idia quickly turned around towards his brother, desperately needing this conversation to be over.

“A-anyways! Ortho, come on, let me update you.” 

“Oh, uh- sure.” Ortho said, flying towards his brother and giving one last look towards Perse who still stood there, amused by all this. The girl decided to go back to her room though, after all, she had already gotten what she wished for.

As she finally got there, she noticed right in front of her door a small vase with yet another pomegranate flower. She took the vase and examined it as she got inside the room. It had a purple bow around it, no note in sight, but she knew all too well who had sent it to her. Must’ve sent it earlier that day, huh…

Perse giggled as she smelled the flower, in awe at its beautiful vibrant color. “I can't believe he remembered. After all those years he still knows my favorite flower?” She smiled softly at the plant, running her fingers through its petals. Upon realizing what she was doing however, her smile dropped, sighing heavily, disappointed with herself. “You’d think I'd be over him by now.”

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"Sewing Kit"

Summary: after Grim ruined Ruggie's clothes during his and the prefect's (forced) Spelldrive practices, Daisy decides to make up for it by sewing his clothes.

a/n: once again gonna post this and ignore this acc for like months bc I'm embarrassed about posting this; also again you may read this as reader x ruggie, I don't mind

"I already told you I can't pay you back with money, so you don't even come for me after all of this is finished."

"I offered to help because I wanted to help. I don't want anything from you, senpai." Daisy explained after sighing, continuing to sew one of Ruggie's clothes that had ripped a hole. Ruggie was going to sew it himself as he usually does, but since his clothes ripped because of Grim during the Spelldrive practice that Leona so kindly forced Daisy and Grim to participate, she took it upon herself to solve the issue. "If there must be a reason, think of it as me trying to make up for what Grim did."

"There's no need though…" Ruggie murmured under his breath, sitting on his bed and watching as the girl did her job efficiently and fast; he wondered where she learned how to sew, if perhaps it had been something she needed to learn like him, or if it was a hobby of hers.

He stared as the girl moved so elegantly and he wondered if she lied about her background. Even doing something so simple as sewing, Daisy still carried herself like a princess. If he didn't know any better, Ruggie would've sworn she was royalty from another country.

He shifted his gaze to her fingers: small, delicate, with a handful of calluses. His eyes went up to her arms, then her neck, and finally her face; round brown eyes looked carefully at her job, frowning ever so often whenever she messed up.

Ruggie contained a laugh, but not his smile, and soon enough, when Daisy looked up, she caught his stare. Ruggie cleared his throat and looked away as Daisy chuckled.

The prefect seemed to finish sewing, smiling happily at her work and showing it proudly to the hyena beastman with a smile. 

"See? Good as new." She said, and Ruggie couldn't help but chuckle at how proud she was for doing something so simple.

Being delighted by simple things, Ruggie noticed, was a common occurrence for Daisy. Smiling at a simple plate of food, laughing at a simple joke Grim told her, thanking Leona for the simple act of letting her stay in the dorm… she enjoyed the simple things. 

Ruggie would never say it out loud, but he admired that in her.

The blonde looked around, searching for a pair of scissors to cut the string. Ruggie was able to get up so he could get her one, but Daisy seemed to find her own way of cutting that string: using her teeth.

She got her face close to his shirt, putting the string between her teeth and snapping it with them, wrinkling her nose in the process. Her canines weren't sharp, at least not as much as his, but that action made him blink at her in surprise, the very motion so confident, he felt his cheeks warm for a moment.

Wha- was he crazy? She literally just cut a string with her teeth. What about it?? 

"Are you ok there?" She asked, noticing how he stared at her in awe. Ruggie cleared his throat and took his shirt from her.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine. Thanks, I guess."

Daisy sighed. Well, she wasn't expecting much, but she was a tad disappointed at that reaction. 

"Alright… you're welcome. Have a good night, Ruggie-senpai." She bowed slightly as she got up, making her way to the door of his room to go to sleep. 

"Hey, uh-" Ruggie suddenly called and Daisy stopped, waiting patiently for what he had to say. "Let me walk you to Leona-san's room. We wouldn't want you accidentally pissing another Savannaclaw student off on your way there."

She rolled her eyes, starting to walk as he followed right behind her. "It's not my fault… I always apologize but you guys never seem to listen to what I have to say."

"Yeah, I guess that's a problem amongst the people here." Ruggie agreed, walking alongside her, noticing how small she looked wearing the clothes he decided to lend her so she could sleep in something that wasn't her uniform. They fit her almost perfectly, since he wasn't that much taller than her, but they were still a bit big, and Ruggie felt a sense of pride in having the prefect wear his clothes to walk around the dorm.

Even if it meant he had one less pair of clothes… oh well.

The two fell into a comfortable silence as they walked the corridors of the dorm; he shifted his gaze to her, noticing just how long her hair was, he saw the small mole resting just under her right eye, and he suddenly wondered what it would be like to touch it. He contained a small laugh at the thought; there was no way they were ever getting that close so she would be comfortable with him touching her face.

But… her hand perhaps? 

Ruggie slowly extended his pinky, trying to touch her fingers, and after his claw and then his fingertip made contact with her hand, Ruggie couldn't help but notice how the girl flinched.

"Wh- what are you doing?" Daisy asked, but didn't move, she just looked at him, cheeks red and confusion written all over her face. 

Ruggie let out an embarrassed laugh, putting his hand in the pocket of his pants. "Nah, I just wondered what your reaction would be if I grabbed your hand. Thought it'd be funny." He lied.

If Daisy noticed his facade, she didn't seem to comment on it, and soon they reached Leona's room. Ruggie waved at her and gave her a quick goodnight, before basically running back to his own room, ashamed of his poor attempt at holding the prefect's hand.

He threw himself on his bed, eyeing the shirt the girl was just sewing minutes ago. He groaned. 

"Stupid… why'd you even think that would work…?"

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"If I didn't know any better."

a/n: when I tell you I'm like so seriously embarrassed about posting this LMAOJAKSJW I'm gonna post this once pretend I never did it and hide in my other acc just you wait-- welp, this is a very small scenario for my oc x canon, supposed to be the vignette story of the p.e. clothes for my oc. I understand that this kinda stuff is not everyone's cup of tea so if you're not into that pls just walk away ty. Also, you may change my oc's name for yours if you wish to read this as a reader x ruggie fic, I don't care much if I'm being honest

Daisy sighed as she sat down on a bench, trying to catch her breath. Savannaclaw's morning training was no joke, it was way more intense than she could ever imagine… but then again, if they were the top of their school when it comes to Spelldrive — well, at least second to Diasomnia — then she guessed it shouldn't be a surprise. She grabbed a water bottle and drank most of it in practically one go, she was exhausted, and she still needed to get that picture for Azul… today was gonna be rough.

"You're already tired?" Ruggie's voice popped out of nowhere, making Daisy flinch at the sudden sound. She lifted her head and saw the beastman standing in front of her, his head tilted with a smirk on his face.

Daisy huffed as she frowned. "I'm not used to this training, you know?" She glanced at his arm for a second, her expression softening a bit. "...is your arm ok?"

"You're such a worrywart, I'm fine." Ruggie groaned, instinctively caressing his arm. "You should worry more about yourself, you know? You have a contract with Azul."

Daisy became quiet after that. It was no use trying to voice her worry for Ruggie's wellbeing, ever since Leona's overblot she has been checking up on him, worried about his health, but all she got was a groan and a 'worry about yourself, prefect, I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself'. It was frustrating, but there was nothing she could do about it.

Ruggie sat down on the bench, taking her bottle from her hand despite her complaints and drinking from it. She sighed in defeat.

"So? You have a plan?"

"About my contract?" She thought for a second after he nodded. "Well, I'm… not really sure. I'm just gonna try and go to the museum, see how things are and if I get lucky I'll be able to get the picture."

Ruggie hummed but didn't say anything, so it became quiet between them, the only sounds being the students walking and talking occasionally, Grim almost picking up a fight with Leona who promptly ignored him, and Jack who sighed at the monster.

Daisy shifted her gaze to the side, taking a look at the guy sitting beside her. Ruggie was… annoying, she thought; he was self centered and seemed to know exactly what buttons to push to get on her nerves, yet… she found him intriguing. He tended to Leona and did exactly as he was told, but only if he could get something in return, he wasn't one for blind trust but, in a weird way, he seemed to really do trust Leona and his plan — well… until the lion beastman gave up, that is. He was hurt but he actively avoided getting help from anyone, it was almost as if he didn't believe that people would want to help him; he was annoying and had a way to piss her off, but he seemed to be way softer than he said he was, at least that's what she could gather by observing him for the past few days.

His ears were big, bigger than Leona's, rounder than Jack's… his eyes were a beautiful blue color and she noticed he had freckles all over his face; he was smaller and skinnier compared to the others in his dorm, but he was just as capable of handling himself during Spelldrive practices;

Daisy glanced at his lips for a moment, recalling his cheeky smile and how his eyes tended to smile together with it. It usually meant he was messing with her but… strangely enough, she couldn't help but think his smile was really pleasant.

"Are you done checking me out, prefect?"

Daisy's cheeks went red upon realizing he noticed her stare. The girl cleared her throat and looked away, scratching her neck, nervously.

"I wasn't checking you out, I was just- I was thinking." Well… she wasn't exactly lying, she was thinking.

"Sure you were." He teased, turning to look at her. "What were you thinking of? I saw you staring at my lips."

"I wasn't- I wasn't doing it on purpose, and I wasn't thinking anything like that." Daisy quickly said, trying to defend herself.

At that, Ruggie hummed and tilted his head, a smirk forming onto his features. "Like what?"

Gosh, he was insufferable.

Daisy decided she wouldn't answer. She couldn't let him get on her nerves.

"You just gonna ignore me now? Aw, you hurt me like that, Daisy."

"You really do enjoy annoying me, huh."

"Your expressions are priceless, so yeah." Ruggie laughed that signature laugh of his and despite the situation, Daisy felt the urge to laugh with him… was he using his spell on her or something? Ruggie seemed to catch the very small smile she was trying to contain, and smirked at her mischievously. "Is that a smile I see? Did I make you smile?"

"No." Daisy tried to contain herself, clearing her throat and covering her mouth.

"Worrying about me, staring at me, and now smiling at my teasing… you know, if I didn't know any better-" he paused, as if taking delight in her curious expression. "-I'd think you have a crush on me."

"A crush? On you?" Her eyes widened in pure shock, now letting a small, shocked and neevous chuckle escape. "Well, I'm all for believing in your dreams so if that's what you're dreaming of, go for it." She rolled her eyes, the smile being unable to contain at this point.

Truly, she was starting to question what was the matter with herself. Part of her was annoyed at his teasing and at the insinuation he just made, but another — a part that seemed to grow each day she spent in Ruggie's presence — seemed to weirdly enjoy it, like having him try to pick on her was fun somehow, like hearing his laugh was worth the frustration he made her feel.

Ruggie chuckled, and Daisy felt her ears turn pink. There it was, the confirmation that she truly was going crazy.

They both heard Leona call for the last training session, though he himself seemed to want it all to be over already. Both of them got up and Ruggie continued on his training as if their exchange never happened, and Daisy couldn't help but be a bit bothered by it.

There was nothing she could do though, not right now at least.

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