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Hi! I just found your page and I really enjoy your writing! =D

I totally see why Epel prefers Savannahclaw over his own door but it does make me a sad for Vil, he cares about Epel too.

So I'm kinda wondering how Epen and the Savannahclaw students would react to seeing someone say something just awful to Vil when he's reached his limit enough to just turn around and punch them hard enough to send them running?

Or for something sweeter, I love the thought of Vil becoming a swan beastman for a while (after being hit with a spell) and rook & savannahclaw helping him through it, dealing with new animal instincts (overprotectiveness of his 'cygnets', a new love of swimming, and wing preening~)

These are just some thoughts I had and wanted to share =>

no pressure to write them of course!

That’s super sweet. Thanks for checking my blog out! I’ve been pretty swamped lately, so I’m only just getting around to everything in my ask box. I apologize in advance, if I don’t get around to things right away. Tysm for the ask <333 I hope you enjoy reading it, as much as I have writing it.

Professor Crewel’s class was one Vil had no troubles with whatsoever. In fact, it was his best subject. This was exactly why he found himself in his current situation. He’d been tutoring his lower class men in transformation potions, when everything had suddenly gone wrong…

Vil watched in horror as the first year added the wrong ingredient to the potion. They looked similar yes, but—

“Wait, don’t add that. It could cause an adverse re-“

The cauldron exploded, and Vil being the good prefect he is, shielded the first year from the spill.

That was when he felt his back burst into pain.

Professor Crewel approached the two, a furious expression on his face, as he stared at the first year.

“Detention. For a month. Schoenheit, with me.” Crewel said, his tone a bit softer as he grasped Vi’ls shoulder leading him to the Savannahclaw dorm.

Vil stared at the dorm in shock, his back twinging, and his gaze trailing to the Professor.

“Professor Crewel, why are we in front of the Savannahclaw dorm? Pardon my curiosity, but I do not quite understand the need for me here…”

Professor Crewel sighs, his voice sounding tired.

“Schoenheit, the potion gave you wings. That is the reason for the pain in your back. Savannahclaw is a dorm largely comprised of beastmen, so they’re the ones who are most likely to teach you to manage your current state. I’ve never seen a reaction like this, so I’m unsure exactly how long it will take for your condition to improve. I will speak to the Headmaster about this, as well.” Professor Crewel says, and Vil finds himself feeling hopelessly alone, as he enters the Savannahclaw dorm.

Leona sees him, and breaks out laughing. “Oh, this is rich. I’d heard you’d transformed, but this is better than expected. Go figure the Pomefiore Prefect would be a Swan.”

Vil frowns, and is surprised when a few passing students let out soft coos, as if they’d seen something cute.

“His feathers fluffed up~!”

“Adorable!!!”

Vil huffs, his cheeks on fire.

“How…insolent.” He mutters, drawing another amused snort from Leona.

“Well come on, Birdy. We don’t have all day. I’m not agreeing to keep you here, if all you do is stand around.”

Leona says, and Vil feels horror seep into his form.

“K-Keep me here?!”

Leona raises a brow, “Epel stays all the time. Why? You have a problem? Here we are trying to help.”

Vil shakes his head, sighing.

“No, never mind. Thank you for your help. I appreciate you setting our differences aside, to help figure things out.”

Leona grins, all sharp teeth, grabbing Vil’s wing in his hand.

“We’re not so different, now. Luck you, though. Spelldrive would be so easy with wings.”

Vil huffs, “Not so. Your stamina is far greater than mine.”

Leona snorts, “Another thing to work on during your time here, then.”

Vil nods, absentmindedly.

It takes a week to get used to the presence of his wings.

By then, Rook had effectively established himself in Savannahclaw, and Epel and [F/N] were both on decent terms with Vil. [F/N] had even carried Vil back in when he’d passed out during stamina training.

Vil likes Savannahclaw a lot. It feels almost like a home away from home.

Still—

He misses Pomefiore.

Epel looks at Vil in concern, “Vil are you alright?”

Vil smiles at Epel, “I see why you like it here, is all. Though, I doubt I’ll ever het used to it.”

Epel’s eyes widen and then, surprisingly, he laughs.

“Yeah, I can’t picture you getting used to it, either… Still, I’m glad you’re here. It’s nice you’re not all fighting anymore.”

Vil offers him a smile, “Me too.”

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An idea, Diasomnia gang with that one feral friend that does not follow the norms of Briar Valley most of the time. Sebek's reason to scream consists of Malleus and this feral fae friend of his. Would befriend humans to spite Sebek. Yuu's there being talked down by Sebek for being a human and this feral boi just go ooo a magicless human, my friend now bai with THAT smile Sebek hates so much.

Hiatus, who? Aaaaaaaaaajhhhhhhdhdhdhdh! Your asks give me SO MUCH JOY!!! Tysm for being patient with me. Life decided to eat me for dinner for a bit.

“Awww, you can’t use magic? That’s so cute. You’re from another world, right? Let’s be friends!!!”

Sebek just about lost it right there. Actually, scratch that—

He did lose it.

Fortunately, Malleus was present so he regained cool quickly.

Still, watching Malleus’s friend glomp Yuu, whom he had expressed dislike for was kind of…insulting?

Maybe he was just jealous?

No way. He wouldn’t be jealous of a simple human.

He is so jealous.

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Before that beastman reader was using Savanaclaw's kitchen, making TONS of meat skewers for Epel. Knowing his dorm members, they all act like menaces aiming for the meat until reader said that it's for the kit since he eats "rabbit food". The aggressiveness turned into teasing. "LOOK AT HIM TAKING CARE OF HIS KIT", reader continued cooking while blushing. He made sure NOT to share any of his extra meat skewers with his dormmates tho.

Savannaclaw enables him. >:3

[F/N] scowled at the rest of his dorm members as they grabbed at the skewers.

“Come onnn, [F/NNN]!! Man, you’re never this stingy!!!” One of them said, attempting to snag a skewer.

“They’re for the kit.” [F/N] explained, gruffly.

The dorm members perked up at that.

“Awww~! Look at him taking care of his kit. Well, why didn’t you say so?! Your kit is wayyy too scrawny. Those won’t be enough! I’ll fix ‘im a couple of steaks, too!” One of the members said, grinning.

“Right, I can make some ribs!” Another said.

Later that evening saw [F/N] carrying multiple Tupperwares of meat to Epel.

The kit looked shocked, but accepted them all with a grin.

[F/N] grinned as well, and finished off the extra skewers before he got back to his dorm.

Several expectant eyes met him when he got in.

“No. I have only one kit.” He said sarcastically, and the other dorm mates roared with laughter.

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Beastman!reader preening epel (I.E: smoothing down his hair, fixing his tie, helping him pick out an outfit) and Epel is just going along with it

Aa!!!! Cute idea!!!! Tysm for the ask!!

Epel had never exactly liked dressing up. It was one of the many reasons he preferred Savannahclaw to Pomefiore, but this was different.

[F/N] tugged the comb as harshly as he could through Epel’s hair, without risk of damage.

Pomefiore had tight clothes that were designed to fit the form.

Epel had never liked them, and he spent enough time with Savannahclaw that [F/N] had offered some “less stuffy” clothing options.

As [F/N] finished with his hair, Epel shrugged on the overcoat, attempting to tighten his tie.

[F/N] stopped him, shaking his head, ears slightly twitching.

He offered Epel a toothy grin, “A true Savannahclaw never tightens a tie.”

Epel grinned, wishfully thinking of transferring dorms.

If only the headmaster would let him.

Gracious? Yeah, right…

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Leona woke up to the sound of Vil screaming in the background, along with panicked and shocked voices of Pomefiore's students. He was processing this when he saw beastman!reader carrying Epel like a potato sack while running. Beastman!reader noticed Leona's presence, and he greeted his dormleader with a grin on his face before running again. Savanaclaw just looked at reader in amazement like he managed to take his kit back SOLO when Vil and Rook's right there.

　Sorry for getting to this so late!!! 😭　I love your asks as always.

　Leona hated being woken up, so he was already in a bad mood, but the screaming worsened it. Leona exhaled sharply, pinching the bridge of his nose, before checking to see what was causing the racket.

[F/N] greeted his dorm leader with a cheeky grin, Leona noticed the kit in his arms, and nodded.

“Take your kit and go. These two woke me up.” Leona said and [F/N] grinned.

“Thanks, Leona.” He said, running off.

Leona sighed, turning to the Pomefiore students.

“Since you’re a dorm head it’ll be a bit harder to take a tooth, but I’ve always been one to enjoy a challenge.” Leona said, smirking.

Vil scoffed, “You’re the ones who keep abducting my student. I usually don’t like to waste my efforts on those who don’t need them, but it seems you’re in need of a small lesson.” Vil replied, and the two drew their pens.

((Several explosions later, Crowley was finally forced to intervene and call the two to a draw.))

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Hiii it's me again~ tbh i'm happy that you like my asks when it's just me sharing my non stop brainrots :3. Imagine Adeuce duo being approached by beastman reader, and since he's this tall Savanaclaw student (he gives off the terrifying vibes, fatherhood made him more intimidating) and reader simply asked them to hand over this lunch box filled with M E A T to Epel. The kit has to deal with so many questions during lunch and Jack has to explain about how Epel got adopted by his senior.

I ADORE your brainrots!!! I’ve been sooooo swamped lately with figuring out schooling and such, but the fact that you take the time to ask me things makes me so incredibly happy. I appreciate your asks a LOT. Nothing motivates me as a writer more than my readers. <333

Deuce and Ace stare at the towering figure before them.

“I’m trusting you two to give this to Epel.” This is all he says before thrusting the lunch box at the two.

Ace lets out a heavy sigh, “That was…”

Deuce nods, “I thought we were done for.”

The two share a glance mentally agreeing that they should DEFINITELY not risk upsetting the beast man.

The two approach their table with the other first years, and Ace unceremoniously flops the lunch box in front of Epel.

“So, who’s your bodyguard?” Ace asks and Deuce groans.

Epel flushes, trying to formulate a response.

“He’s not gonna get mad at us, right?” Deuce asked, cautiously.

Jack laughed from beside them.

“He’s a senior in Savannahclaw. Epel’s been adopted by him and is now an honorary member of our dorm.” Jack says, nudging Epel’s arm playfully.

Epel offers a small smile.

“That’s so cool!” Deuce exclaims admiringly.

Ace nods, “If we had a cool senior to look after us, we wouldn’t be in trouble all the time.”

Deuce frowns, “No, because there’s Yuu.”

Ace nods, “Yeah, we can’t really leave them. They’re too clueless about this world. Plus, they’ve helped us a lot. ”

Epel smiles and nods. “You’re like [F/N] and I in that matter. You’re like siblings in a way.”

Ace and Deuce exchange disgusted looks.

“Us?!” Deuce exclaims.

“No way. We’re only in it for the prefect.” Ace says, sighing.

“Yeah, only for Yuu!” Deuce agrees and Epel laughs.

“You’re just like [F/N] and I.” He says with certainty.

“There’s no getting through to him.” Deuce says, sighing.

“Just let him think what he wants.” Ace says, shrugging.

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Ok so most of the pics in history books are like, serious right. Vamp dad and Lilia owns a personal album full of their less serious photos during historical events, like a photo of Lilia carrying a wasted vamp dad during this treaty signing, a photo of Lilia smiling with a burning building behind him, Lilia and vamp dad with a bunch of raided children stuff. IMAGINE IF THEY INSERT IT IN THEIR HISTORY PROJECT AS A PROVE AND THE TEACHERS SAW IT. Trein's gonna get a heart attack.

Poor Trein 😭 Tysm for the asks as usual! My schedule is less hectic now, so I should be able to get to them quicker. I adore your asks. Just ✨the chaotic energy✨

Trein had asked for a simple group presentation using photos they’d found on the web and sources. He ran through the submissions of each student, nodding in approval at some, and frowning at others. He froze when his gaze landed on the two Diasmonia student’s submission.

The Treaty between the Queend of Roses and Briar Valley was recognizable. This was by no means possible fabrication, but why on earth would they submit this?!

He recognized the current queen at the time, holding a glass of wine. She was known to love it according to historical accounts, but then there was Lilia Vanrogue, and propped on his shoulder an incredibly wasted Vamp! Dad.

Trein exhaled deeply, feeling a headache coming on, and continued to flip through the presentations pages.

Ah, that was…

The supposedly ruthless fourth king of the Afterglow Savanna and Vamp! Dad playing darts.

Vanrogue’s picture was plastered all over the dartboard.

Trein read the inscription ‘Lilia lost the bet.’

He skimmed over the page for context and wheezed at what he saw.

He was half tempted to pass these two with an A just to get them out of his class.

His heart couldn’t take it.

Really.

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Lilia and vamp dad talks so much trash about most of the respected historical figures and not only it frustrates Trein and most of the traditional students like Riddle, it confuses the other students too. Imagine vamp dad poking Lilia during history lesson and pointing to a picture of a historical figure "Look, he must've paid a huge amount of money to be depicted like that. He's not even that handsome. I still remember his fiancee having a crush on you".

BAHAHAHAHA HELP NO THIS IS GREAT!!!

Trein was perfectly aware of the age of the two Diasmonia students, but regardless their behavior was disruptive in his eyes.

Riddle on the other hand, was incensed.

“Look at him. Gosh, half his fortune likely went to this depiction.” Vamp! Dad said, laughing.

Lilia snorted, “Remember Cecily? His fiance? She had the hugest crush on you.” Lilia said, snickering.

Vamp! Dad rolled his eyes, “Only until she found out I was a vampire, then she wanted nothing to do with me. Remember the cake?” He says, turning to Lilia whose eyes glint maliciously.

“That was a masterpiece. Ahh, I was fortunate that the chef was a fool enough to fall for it.” Lilia says, chuckling.

“That’s likely why the history books say he was immune to poison.” Vamp! Dad said, earning a look from Lilia.

“I’ll ignore that comment about my cooking.” Lilia says, teasingly.

Trein walked up to the pair, “Just as you’re ignoring my lesson?” He says, sighing.

“Ah, Professor. Apologies. It’s just quite amusing to see how they’re viewed by others. As opposed to how we knew them. We’ll settle down.” Vamp! Dad says, words flowing smoothly.

Trein sighs resignedly and heads back to his desk.

Vamp! Dad feels a glare on his back, and turns around to meet the gaze of Riddle.

He smiles at him cheekily, watching the boy’s face turn red, before turning back to Lilia.

They continue their conversation in hushed tones.

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Jaguar reader cosplaying as Sebek in Diasomnia, casually wearing his dorm uniform and even gelling his hair the Sebek way imitating him in front of the mirror only for Malleus to walk in on him bc he heard his name.

Reader really didn’t expect his impression to be so good, nor it seems did Malleus, as the two stared awkwardly at each other. Malleus stared at reader, his gaze assessing, before he nodded and left the room without a word.

Sebek didn’t have to know about this was the silent agreement between the two.

One, reader didn’t want to get embarrassed.

Two, Malleus didn’t want a headache.

The two may or may not have become friends after that—

Sebek still doesn’t understand how Reader and Malleus met, but it’s okay.

Everyone should have the great honor of getter to know Malleus and seeing how magnificent he is, in Sebek’s mind.

Reader is slowly but surely befriending thr members of Diasmonia dorm.

Sebek may be just a tiny bit jealous, but it’s fine since Sebek met him first!!

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Crowley's up to no good and vamp dad is aware of it. How he stares at his brooches and trinkets, how he approaches his youngest for donations, how he dumped everything on Yuu. So, vamp dad has this stare, reserved specially for Crowley (this one is scarier than the dad stare™). Yuu and vamp dad's youngest was chatting, only for their chat to be disturbed by Crowley. Before Crowley could talk, he felt a pair of eyes menacingly staring at him from the third floor (he's on the first floor).

Your asks make me so happy, ughh! This is great! I’m a little swamped lately, so I apologize for the late answer! Tysm as always!!! Hope you’re having a great day!!

If looks could kill, well, it is very likely Crowley would cease to exist. Taking advantage of the young was something Vamp! Dad would not stand for.

He watched the Headmaster approach Yuu and his youngest son, who seemed to be becoming friends, and scowled.

He’d been having such a good morning, too!

Leave it to Crowley to kill his mood.

Crowley shuddered, before he started speaking, and his gaze landed on Vamp! Dad’s form.

Ah, perhaps he should be gracious today.

Crowley left the two students there, confused.

“He just left?!” Yuu exclaimed, shocked.

“Well, that’s a relief. Now, can I have your Magicam?” Vamp! Dad’s youngest said and Yuu nodded, offering their phone.

Vamp! Dad smiled.

Crisis averted!!!

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My schedule has been incredibly hectic lately. I apologize if I haven’t answered any asks. Hopefully things will calm down soon, then I’ll be able to answer any requests! Asks are still open, but it will take me a little bit to answer them <333 tysm for stopping by!!!!

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Vamp dad loves buying antique and pretty things so he can remember about the bygone eras. Since the Asim family are merchants, I can imagine him trading and buying from Kalim's ancestors. Aaa vamp dad telling Kalim about his ancestor. "He's optimistic, cheering up his fellow merchants in the dark woods where they could get lost anytime. I've seen merchant groups give up in the dark woods, except for your ancestor. I offered him safety for some of his goods and he's still smiling"

Helppp— So precious omh

Kalim hadn’t heard much about his ancestors, so when he was recognized almost immediately by Vamp! Dad, he was shocked. That, however , quickly faded into excitement at the prospect of learning more about his family’s history.

Vamp! Dad was more than happy to share, too, he had long since grown to love the Asim family.

Vamp! Dad sat down with Kalim, explaining how he was very much like one of his ancestors.

“He too, had a cheery attitude. He was also incredibly brave. The group he was in had to pass through the Dark Woods, which very few dared to enter. He lead and encouraged the group. The only thing that set him back was a monster, which I killed. I traveled with them the rest of the way in exchange for this pendant here. We became good friends. It’s intriguing how much you resemble him in personality…” Vamp! Dad trailed off, looking wistful for a moment.

Kalim stared at the pendant, thoughtfully, before grinning. “He sounds so cool! You must have been great friends for him to give you that stone. It’s usually used for aah, um…Confidants? Yeah, that’s it! Thank you so much for sharing, Senpai! I’ll be sure to invite you to the next feast!!!” Kalim said, offering a blinding smile.

Vamp! Dad returned the smile, before looking to the pendant wistfully.

“We were good friends indeed.” He mummers, sighing.

It was a shame how quickly mortal life faded.

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Vamp dad's oldest son laughing at his friend who tripped while the Diasomnia first years look so confused. "Senpai aren't you gonna nag at him ?", "If I do, that makes me a hypocrite. I laughed at Lilia when the young prince burned his bangs"

Wooo! Love this idea!!! Also me too, vamp! Dad, me too!

Vamp dad’s oldest was walking with one of his friends in Diasmonia, the two were comparing notes from class. Suddenly, his friend stumbled, falling over. The school shoes were incredibly difficult to keep tied, and Vamp! Dad’s son burst out laughing.

His friend sighed, “Yeah, yeah. Laugh it away. Next time you trip, I’m filming it.”

Vamp! Dad’s son huffed, in mock offense. “I never trip. My reflexes are too good for that~!” He teased, earning another sigh from his friend, who muttered “Say that to your Dad’s shoe.”

The Diasmonia first years looked between the two, slightly concerned.

“Senpai, aren’t you going to stop them?” One asked quietly.

“Stop them? Of course not. I laughed at Lilia when his bangs were scorched off by the prince. Why would I stop them?” Vamp! Dad said, shrugging.

The first years stared at him in horror, but Vamp! Dad continued unfazed.

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Jaguar reader putting a big photo of him on Sebek's wall since he saw the beloved Malleus painting. That's it. That's the thought.

Sebek scowls at the abomination hanging up on his wall, and tries desperately to tear it off.

Somehow, he’d managed to enchant it to stick!!

He was so going to find a place to drop some surprise catnip, Sebek thought scowling.

He tried pulling it down again and swore when he knocked over his lamp instead.

Why?!

Why that spot, too?!

He could have placed it anywhere else!

Literally anywhere!!

It just had to be on top of Malleus’s painting.

Well, it could have been worse.

But still!!!

He’s so lucky Sebek actually likes him.

If it had been Silver who’d done this…

No, Silver is too mellow for that anyways…

Sebek sighs, tugging once more at the portrait of his feline esc friend.

He gives up with a sigh.

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Ooo since Sebek and Silver acts as Malleus' guards, what if the vamp sons act as attendants and a companions (like the male equivalent of lady in waiting) of the prince ? Since papa vamp helped raised Mal before having kids it's natural that Mal grew closer with his kids. They're quite a sight tho, a fae prince surrounded by pretty companions (probably stalked by Rook), and the brothers tend to hide behind Malleus if they're scared of Rook. It's endearing to Malleus since people fear him.

Pomefiore was known for its pretty members, but so was Diasmonia.

The only thing is that they were seemingly unapproachable.

That didn’t stop Rook, though.

Rook was a hunter in all ways that mattered.

He was particularly enthralled with the vampire family, however, and loved observing them.

Their reflexes were perfect, as was expected of ones serving the future prince, and—

Ah, speaking of the future prince…

Malleus shot a glare towards Rook.

“He’s following us again.” The youngest and most fashion loving vampire said, tugging at Malleus’s sleeve.

Malleus chucked deeply, “Not for long.”

The oldest and most mischievous son, sighed.

“I really hate it when he does that.”

The middle child nodded, “I wish I could’ve chucked something at him, but he’s just so scary. I bet he would have liked it.”

Malleus simply smiled at his attendant’s interactions.

He wasn’t the only scary one in the school it seemed.

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Vamp dad and his sons wearing vintage or even antique watches or brooches which attracts Pomefiore students. When they're asked where did you get it the answer is either "(insert) coup d'etat" or even the names of ancient castles since those things are spoils of war. Vil's confusion when vamp dad said that his brooch was from the winter palace, a palace that was destroyed by the faes.

Vil stares at Vamp! Dad, his eyes wide.

He knew that he was a vampire, but he was that old?!

Of course, Vil wasn’t one to judge by any means.

Vamp! Dad still looked glorious, after all.

He was incredibly fashionable.

Actually, that’s how they’d ended up in this situation.

Vil had noticed Vamp! Dad and his sons wearing very peculiar matching brooches. The gems seemed to be made of some sort of ice, and Vil was entranced.

Beauty was something that always caught his attention.

“Excuse me, but just where did you obtain those brooches of yours? They’re absolutely gorgeous.” Vil asked, all smiles.

The younger vampires shared a collective look, before simultaneously leaving the scene.

Vamp! Dad, however chuckled. “Oh? Curious are you? Well, they were from the Winter Palace. Now, that was before the rebellion. It was known for its never melting ice, why even fire could not melt it. You see, that’s because the winter spirit Jack…” Vamp! Dad rambled, going on for around thirty minutes.

Vil could only nod his head, as he struggled to follow along.

He thinks he understands why the other vampires left now, but he can’t leave.

It would be rude, and he really is trying to listen.

He just won’t ask next time…

An hour later, and Vil is grateful that the school has a curfew.

Vamp! Dad pauses, checking the time, and promises to tell Vil the rest of the story the next day.

Vil swears a tiny piece of him dies at that sentence, but he nods with a strained smile.

He asked, after all.