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little things

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their love languages

characters: leona kingscholar, azul ashengrotto

𝑳𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒂 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒂𝒓

Quality time

he'll act like he hates it, but secretly loves when you're with him

even when both of you are in the same room but neither of you are talking

he always finds an excuse to keep you in the room with him whenever you go to leave

he's not completely subtle about it and you know what he's trying to do by the second time he's stopped you from leaving the room

he'll make ruggie bring you guys food so you don't have to leave

he doesn't talk much, but will listen to any stories you have

he'll always agree to go out with you whether it be shopping or just going out for a walk, even if he'll grumble about it

if you're out alone, you'll always end up bumping into him

you know it's not an accident because he's never out that much

but you don't mention it because you know he'll just deny it

even if it's blatantly obvious what he's doing

Physical touch

he usually doesn't like people touching him

but with you it's different

he'll grumble about it, but he secretly loves whenever you hug or grab his hand

if you confront him about it, he'll deny it

you go to bed with your head on his chest and you'll wake up in the morning with him curled up next to you practically clinging to you

there are times where he'll fall asleep with his head in your lap

literally purrs if you run your fingers through his hair

he's not as expressive while in public, but will lazily drape his arm around your shoulders nonchalantly

will rub up on you to get your attention

you'll find his tail wrapped around your wrist or leg at times unintentionally

forget trying to get up from his embrace in the middle of the night to get a glass of water

he has you practically glued down until morning

𝑨𝒛𝒖𝒍 𝑨𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐

Acts of service/Gift giving

this man will spoil you rotten

if he knows you're stopping by the Monstro Lounge, he will make sure to have your favorite food and drink ready for as soon as you enter

if you stop by unannounced, he makes sure to put a special order in for you, and have it done under five minutes

stressed about a due date for an assignment? no worries it's now due a week later

he doesn't want you lifting a finger to do something while with him

if you happen to forget eating, you'll find meals left for you three times a day

there's always a handwritten note with each meal making you wonder how he has time for this while also running a business

you always have the sneaking suspicion that he's also the one cooking all the meals

these things could be easily shifted into gift giving by the amount of things this man is willing to buy for you

you don't even have to ask and the thing you looked at through the store window just for a split second is in your hands

if you ever try to decline one of his presents, he'll practically force it into your hands claiming he only wants to see you happy

Words of affirmation

someone praise this man.

no seriously one hint of any kind of praise or loving words of any kind he'll become a blushing and blubbering fool

especially when it's from someone he cares about

the first time you say 'i love you' he almost faints

pet names make him practically physically melt

he's not used to getting them, so the first time you use one for him he doesn't know what to do

you don't see him for the rest of the day leaving you wonder if you did something wrong

once you see him again he has to assure you that it's not your fault, he just needed to recover

he never gets used to them, they still make him as flustered as they did when he first heard them

you've come to love the way he responds to them

"can you hand me a pen, love?" his cheeks darken significantly and he passes you the pen without saying a word

buy me a coffee ♡

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Leona x reader

Leona is in injured nothing bad just a small injury on his shoulder that makes it hard to move his arm and the reader wants to help when he may need to move his arm like taking a shower or something like that

wounded pride

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pairing: leona kingscholar x gn!reader

word count: 0.5k

You know something's wrong when Leona comes back from P.E. irritated and muttering under his breath instead of his usual still half-asleep self from just having woken up from under the bleachers all period. You walk over to him, finding him getting into bed, nursing his shoulder as he flips onto his side.

"Leona?" You call out to him, trying to figure out what's wrong, but all you get in return is an incoherent grumble under his breath. "What happened?" You press again, walking closer to where he lies with his back towards you.

It's when you see him wince slightly after adjusting his shoulder that you realize he's injured. "Leona, you're hurt," you try to get him to face you, but he stays where he is, mumbling a quiet 'I'm fine' before falling asleep.

You sigh at how stubborn he is and decide to just drop the situation for now, knowing you won't get much of anything out of him.

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It's when morning rolls around that it's brought up again when you find him cursing under his breath as he struggles to change his shirt.

"Here," you speak softly, helping him get his arm through his shirt hole. You hear a small grumble of a 'thanks' before he sits on the edge of his bed. You sit next to him, noticing how he's still unable to rest his arm comfortably. You know it'd be useless to tell him to go to the nurse because of his stubbornness, so you sit there silently waiting to see if he'd actually talk to you.

You expect him to move, but he doesn't; you both sit there in silence until he eventually speaks up. "Damn Vargas forced me to participate," he gets out, annoyance clear in his voice. He tried to go to his usual spot under the bleachers when he was stopped and forced to participate in the drills that day. He got so annoyed that he threw a ball so hard that his shoulder moved too far out from the force, nearly hitting a freshman in the head with it. After that, Vargas was smart enough to just let Leona go, not even bothering to stay for the class as he went back to his room nursing his shoulder.

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You help him with little things as the days pass, even when he says he doesn't need it. Every time he tries to change his shirt, you're there to help him get it over his shoulder without as much of a fight as he would have had if he'd tried to do it himself. You even head down to the infirmary to grab pain meds for him one day just so the muscles in his shoulder can loosen up to help him move.

He doesn't say it out loud, but he's grateful for your help, knowing how much of a struggle it'd be for him to do these things himself with only one arm to work with and how he'd never go down to the infirmary himself due to his pride.

After a couple of weeks, he's pretty much back to normal, able to now dress and shower himself without as much strain being put on his shoulder. It's safe to say he's left alone now at P.E. to sleep under the bleachers like he usually did.

buy me a coffee ♡

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Hello!! May i request for the headcannons twisted wonderland characters?

Where reader is very affecionate person and kinda clumsy whenever they are dating with them (nrc characters), YET they are very smart that every class lesson, they will write the note until it's full, since reader when they are at their world back then was always get the 2nd or 1st rank academic especially that relate to sciences.

(The characters in twisted wonderland is up to you, can be only housewarden, or vice housewarden or the first years)

Sorry if my grammar is bad, love your writting and hope you have a great day! ^^

sweetest devotion

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characters with a smart & affectionate reader

characters: leona kingscholar, azul ashengrotto, vil schoenheit

warnings: fluff, i accidentally made vil's slightly suggestive, not proofread

𝑳𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒂 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒂𝒓

he isn't really aware of how smart you are, mostly because he never shows up to class to begin with

gets annoyed when you initiate a cuddle session, only to pull back a couple hours later when you insist on having to go to class

he'll grip onto you so tight that you struggle to push out of his grasp, practically falling off the bed in your attempts to free yourself

you just smile at him when he looks at you with that grumpy look on his face, but will always say no when you ask him if he's going to class that day

you come to terms with him never wanting to go to class early on, just settling on giving him the notes after it's done

it doesn't really click in his brain whenever you give him the notes that you actually enjoy the class and do well in it, just grumbly skims through whatever stuff he already knows and doesn't care about

it's when ruggie threatens him for the nth time that week about going to at least one class that he gets annoyed at him and eventually just agrees

but that doesn't mean he's going to be diligent about getting to said class

he gets to the class twenty minutes in, ignoring the rest of the students and just slumping in vacant chair next to you

you smile when you see him in class for once, even if he is just slouching in the chair staring off into space

you instinctively grab his hand under the desk as the lesson continues

the warmth of your hand is the only thing really keeping him there

is genuinely surprised when he hears how much you actually know about the information in the class

watches in awe as you jot down almost everything the professor is saying without a pause

he's learning something new about you every day

𝑨𝒛𝒖𝒍 𝑨𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐

gets so flustered every time you compliment him or hold his hand

tries to play it off but he's really bad at it

he's immediately captivated by you when he finds out how smart you are in the classroom

you'll find him just staring at you when you lift your head up from your paper

he'll turn away from you in embarrassment when he's caught

but he'll just go back to admiring you a couple minutes later

practically swoons if you offer to help him with any business related things

he'll be so excited to tell you everything about it, and let you help him out with things

it's all slightly new to you, so you'll feel bad if you make any mistakes

azul ensures you that mistakes are a given in the line of work and that it's a good learning opportunity

he prefers to work with you than the unpredictability he gets with floyd anyway

it helps when he's constantly getting complimented by you from the work that he does

he's ready to just permanently keep you apart of the team

𝑽𝒊𝒍 𝑺𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒆𝒏𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒕

he isn't one for much pda, he has a reputation to uphold after all

knows how affectionate you are and won't outright reject you, but the most he'll do in public is hold your hand

however, the first time he found out about how well you were in potions, he was taken off guard

he knew you were smart, but didn't know how much you actually knew

had to do a double take when he heard you answer the question in class effortlessly, hardly even glancing at your notes

had to stop himself from pulling you to him and putting his mouth on yours right then and there

instead, he scoots his chair closer to yours and grabs your hand under the desk

you're taken off guard by the motion, but you don't pull away

he stays close to you for the rest of the class, practically dragging you through the hallway after it ended

finally gets you alone and does what he's wanted to since the start of class

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Hello! So for your 2024 Halloween (SPOOKY SEASONNN…srry) event I would like to request Leona and Kalim with prompt 2 please!

~ you need comfort after watching a horror movie ~

pairings: leona x gn!reader; kalim x gn!reader

warnings: horror movies, scared reader, scared kalim, leona being leona, mentions of murder, mostly fluff, not proofread

a/n: i decided that it would be better to make hc's of the scenario, and i also didn't know which way to write how kalim would react so i just wrote a mix of you comforting him and him comforting you

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ʜᴏʟᴅ ᴍᴇ

━─┉┈ 𝘓𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘢 𝘒𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘳 ┈┉─━

- doesn't even want to watch the movie, but you convince him to at least watch half of it

- soon he doesn't even have a choice if he wanted to leave since you're practically sitting in his lap in fear from the events happening on screen

- you can hear him grumbling under his breath about a 'stupid movie' that 'isn't even scary', but he doesn't push you off of him, even if he acts annoyed

- he would probably have fell asleep if you weren't jostling his body every time you jump at something on the screen

- isn't nearly as phased by the movie as you are

- calls you dramatic when you get scared by the cheesiest and cheapest jump scares.

- can't help but softly chuckle at your responses to the horror scenes on the screen

- jokingly asks if you wanted a nightlight when you couldn't fall asleep, and would jump at every slight noise

- is taken aback when you say yes.

- "i'm not getting a nightlight"

- "why not?"

- "because you're not a child and aren't going to get murdered in the middle of the night"

- ends up getting a nightlight anyway when you aren't able to sleep and keep waking him

- "there, now go to sleep"

━─┉┈ 𝘒𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘮 𝘈𝘭-𝘈𝘴𝘪𝘮 ┈┉─━

- would happily watch a horror movie with you, even if he hasn't really watched any before

- you make sure it's not a gory movie as to not completely scar him

- if he's not exactly scared of the movie, he'll watch with great interest in the plot, asking questions whenever something doesn't make sense

- he'll hug you and let you cling to him if you're scared

- however, even with the suspense of the horror movie, you can't

- asks if you need him to turn off the movie, even when you were the one to suggest watching it in the first place

- you assure him that you're fine and that being scared is the main point of watching a horror movie for some people for the suspense and adrenaline

- doesn't understand exactly why someone would willingly like to be scared, but isn't going to question it because you seem to enjoy the movie, even if you are scared

- however, if he's as scared from the movie as you, you'll both be clinging to each other, and flinching at every slight noise

- ends up screaming when jamil walks into the room with no announcement trying to find kalim

- stops jamil from turning off the movie insisting on finishing it, wanting to know how it ends

- jamil is just baffled, leaving the room, and not looking forward to kalim waking him up in the middle of the night from being scared

- overall, kalim enjoyed himself, and wouldn't be opposed to watching another movie with you sometime

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buy me a coffee ♡

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Hello! Can I please request for prompt 6 one shot with Idia x reader please? Idk if I’m doing this right so please ignore this if I am

~ you're unaware of the past inhabitant still living in your newly bought house ~

pairing: idia shroud x gn!reader

warnings: mentions of a dead body and blood, supernatural elements, gunshot wound, possible grammar errors, probably more warnings

word count: 1.4k

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Everyone you know called you crazy for even thinking of getting a house like this. The cursed house that hasn't had a single owner keep the house for more than a month before it was back on the market again. The real estate agent was ecstatic as she led you through the house after your interest in it, showing you each and every thing that's been done to it over the last year that it's been on the market to try and attract new buyers.

With all the new modern renovations that have been done, you would've thought that it would be at least double the price than it was, and you soon learned why it was so cheap on the market.

Some years ago there was apparently a gruesome murder of a young man that happened in the house, and it's never been the same ever since. Every single person that's stayed in this house has left as quickly as they arrived, claiming that they'd awake to things being thrown around the house and voices echoing throughout making it known that they were not wanted there.

You've never really had a paranormal experience before, but you'd be lying if you weren't the slightest bit curious if the stories about the house are true. You don't have another option anyway, the house being the only place in the neighborhood that's in your budget, and you don't really see the appeal of sleeping in your car.

The real estate agent is practically bouncing on her feet as you officially sign the deed to the house as well as the check for the down payment that you still feel should have been higher, but you're not going to complain.

A couple of weeks later, you have practically everything unpacked—not that you had much—and are settling into the house nicely. You haven't had anything that they said has happened in the house happen to you, so you figured the rumors were just that, rumors.

It isn't until late one night that something happens. You're rinsing off a dish in the sink when a mug that sits next to you on the counter suddenly falls off and shatters to the ground.

You jump, dropping the dish you had in your hand into the sink. You look down at the smashed pieces on the floor next to your feet and take a step away from the glass. Looking around the room, you see nothing out of place that would cause it to happen, and you didn't think it was that close to the edge of the counter, but after a couple minutes of contemplating how it happened, the only reason you come up with is you accidentally bumping it, even though you don't remember doing it.

The next day, you're back in the kitchen making breakfast when the blender suddenly starts from across the room. You jump once again at the sudden noise, turning around from what you're doing. You walk up to the blender with confusion, not even remembering plugging it in. Trying to turn it off, you hit the power button, but the blender continues to whirl. You hit all the buttons, but nothing seems to turn it off. Eventually, you reach behind it and yank the power cord out of the wall, letting the blender finally come to a stop to plunge the room into a sudden silence.

You shake your head, trying to rationalize it, but not knowing how. You guess faulty wiring could come into play, though it's not that likely it's the only excuse you have. Your mind wanders to the rumors of the house and the reasoning why countless other people have left previously, but you don't have a choice right now, needing somewhere to live. You just hope you don't regret the decision to stay later down the line.

A week passes and small things keep happening around the house, things being knocked off counters, lights turning off as soon as you flip them on, and furniture being shifted from its position. The thought of leaving crosses your mind a couple of times, but all the things that happen seem so minor that you don't feel like you're in any real danger.

It isn't until one night that it changes. You're walking into your bedroom from the bathroom, getting ready to go to bed when you hear a low voice emitting from the corner of the room.

"Why won't you just leave?" Your heart jumps into your throat as you turn to face the noise, letting out a small scream as you see a figure in the corner.

Idia lets out a small scream similar to yours when he realizes that you can actually see him in the room. "You can see me?" He asks in disbelief as you push yourself against the opposite wall with wide eyes.

"How did you get in here?" You say, his questions not even registering in your mind that's completely scrambled at the moment. You would have probably recognized him from the images online from all of the articles about the house if you weren't too busy thinking someone broke into your house.

"Hey, wait-" He tries to speak, but you're preoccupied with grabbing the first thing you can and swinging it directly at him. You watch the object phase right through him and hit the wall behind him before dropping to the ground. Your eyes widen as a puff of light smoke covers the area where he just was before dissipating completely.

"What the-" Your eyebrows crease in confusion, looking at the now empty spot where the person just was.

"I'd appreciate if you didn't throw things at me." His voice sounds from next to you this time causing your body to jump and spin around, finding him standing next to your bathroom door this time.

"How did you-" You look back at the spot he just was in wonder as to how he got across the room without you seeing him. Looking towards the person once again is when his appearance finally clicks into your brain. "You're Idia..." As soon as the words leave your mouth, he's groaning out in annoyance.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm the poor guy who was murdered in his own home because he couldn't hear the intruder walking into his room from his stupid noise-canceling headphones." You just stare at him, trying to process the information of you physically speaking to someone who's not alive.

"But, how are you here?" You ask, your voice quiet as if you're scared of scaring him off.

"I wish I knew." He sighs out folding his arms over his chest in almost a defensive position. The last thing Idia remembers was sitting in front of his computer, ready to drown out the world around him and finally use his noise-canceling headphones when suddenly everything went dark.

He didn't hear the person breaking in through the headphones and the next thing he knew, he was staring down at the scene in front of him. His body was lying face down on the keyboard, blood dripping down onto the floor from the gunshot wound in his head, and even from seeing all that, he was the most upset about his brand new headphones getting blood all over them, and the very expensive keyboard getting completely ruined.

He's been wandering around the house ever since, watching the police come in and do their investigation, and the first people to move in since the incident. He didn't even mean to do it at first, but he knocked a painting off the wall when he saw them get settled in what was once his room. He saw their reaction and figured he could continue to move and knock things over, trying, and succeeding to run them out of the house.

He'd do it for every single person that would move into the house, working flawlessly, until you that is. He's not even sure how you're able to see him, no one else could.

"You're the reason why no one's been able to stay in the house." You say, everything starting to come together in your mind, like seeing a ghost, or spirit, or whatever you'd call it, standing right in front of you is an everyday occurrence.

"Yeah, well they were loud. Especially the ones with a newborn, it was like a screaming fest in here, I couldn't even hear myself think." Idia speaks out in a small huff.

"You realize every time you scare someone off you're just going to have to deal with more people coming in to check out the place." You say, looking at him expectedly.

Idia opens his mouth like he wants to say something, but then closes it again.

"Fine," he says after a few seconds.

"So I can stay?" You ask with a small smile. Idia just sighs out before disappearing through another light mist. You're taking that as a yes.

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buy me a coffee ♡

[slight-gaming-addict]

so i'm obviously very bad at time gated things so halloween has bled into november now bc i said so. dw i'm still getting requests for the event out! i just don't know how long it'll be until they're done!😭

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Can I request an Azul x gn! Reader, where the reader is stalked? (I’m sorry it’s my first time requesting something, I’m so bad at this)

~ someone seems to have grown an attachment to you ~

pairings: azul ashengrotto x gn!reader

warnings: stalking, anxiety, paranoia, concerned azul, scary/horror themes, heights, breaking in, i did not know how to end this

word count: 1.1k

a/n: this took me way too long to write i apologize but happy halloween anyways!

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ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴅᴀʀᴋ

It started when you were walking home from a friend's house. A new, unknown feeling crept over you, leaving you uneasy and nervous as you moved through the streets. Yet, glancing around, you didn’t notice anything unusual—people strolled on the sidewalks, carrying drinks or briefcases from their day. Everything seemed ordinary.

You shook your head and continued to your shared apartment, your feet instinctively picking up speed.

That was a week ago. Ever since, the same unsettling feeling rises in you whenever you leave the house. Sometimes it even hits you when you think you’re safe in your bedroom, causing shudders as you yank the curtains closed, sealing yourself from the outside world.

You try to convince yourself it’s just anxiety, making attempts to calm down, but you only manage an hour or so before the feeling creeps back in.

One morning, you’re standing at the kitchen sink with water running, staring out the window at an apparently empty street when Azul walks in. He pauses, seeing you blankly staring, the faucet still on in front of you.

“Are you okay?” Azul cautiously walks up behind you, trying to get your attention, but you don’t react, as if you don’t even notice him there. He’s noticed you’ve been off all week, tried to ask about it, but each time you brush him off with a half-hearted smile and a vague assurance that everything’s fine.

Azul steps closer and looks out the window himself, trying to see what’s holding your attention, but there’s nothing unusual outside. He reaches over to turn off the sink, and only then do you snap out of it, blinking as you realize someone’s there.

“Hey,” you say, glancing back out the window before turning to him. “Sorry, I’m just a bit out of it.” Azul gives you a concerned look.

“What’s wrong?” he asks, trying to gauge what’s bothering you, but you brush it off again and change the subject.

His worry deepens when you leave, claiming to pick up breakfast with a forced smile. He watches as you shut the door behind you.

The walk to the bakery is quick, and you grab pastries for both of you. But as you step outside, you freeze, noticing someone at the bus stop across the street, staring directly at you. You grip the bag tighter, telling yourself it’s just someone waiting for a bus, but the anxiety lingers.

Every few seconds, you glance over your shoulder, but everyone else is just going about their day. You finally relax when your apartment comes into view, sighing as you unlock the door. Just to be safe, you check out the window, only relaxing when you’re sure no one’s there.

You turn around and jump, startled to see Azul at the end of the hallway, looking at you questioningly. He’s noticed your heavy breathing and knows something is bothering you, even if you won’t admit it.

“Darling, what’s wrong?” He carefully takes the bag from your hands. You offer a small smile that doesn’t reach your eyes. “Nothing. Let’s eat. I’m starving.” Azul wants to press further, but you’re already heading to the kitchen, leaving him no choice but to follow.

Days pass, and it gets worse. You’re barely sleeping, and your anxiety’s at an all-time high, especially at night. You keep trying to hide it from Azul, not wanting him to worry, but he’s noticing. One day while you’re at work, he decides to make your favorite meal, hoping to ease your tension.

While shopping, he accidentally bumps into someone and apologizes before continuing. But just as he’s about to leave the aisle, he thinks he hears the stranger say your name. He turns, but they’re already gone. Shaking it off, he resumes shopping, assuming he misheard.

Finally, when you get home that night, you feel the most relaxed you’ve been in weeks, grateful for Azul’s thoughtfulness. But just as you’re finishing dinner, all the lights go out, plunging you both into darkness.

“What the—?” Azul mutters, getting up to check the breaker. He hands you a flashlight, but before you can ask to go with him, he’s gone. “Wait, Azul…” you call, but your voice shakes. Alone in the dark, you nervously sweep the flashlight beam across the room.

As you move the light, it lands on the window, where you notice it’s slightly open. A small breeze chills your skin. You can’t remember leaving it open and feel rooted in place, light fixated on the window as if expecting something to move.

Azul’s sudden return makes you jump. “It’s just me,” he assures, noting your distress. “Did you figure out the electricity?” you ask, but he shakes his head. “Everything looks fine, but nothing’s working.” You’re about to respond when a crash from the bedroom makes you both jump.

Azul starts toward the sound, but you grip his arm, stopping him. “We need to check,” he says gently. He leads you down the hallway, your fear rising as you hold onto him tightly. In your room, the window is smashed, and glass covers the floor. A brick with dark red letters reading “they’re mine” lies in the shards.

You’re too focused on the message to notice the figure lurking in the shadows until you hear a creak. Glancing over, you see a man stepping forward—the same one you saw across the street, and the one Azul bumped into at the store.

“Who are you?” Azul demands, pulling you close, his voice trembling. The man says nothing, his gaze fixed on you, a slow, unsettling smile creeping onto his face. You back up, crunching glass underfoot, but there’s nowhere to go with the man blocking the exit.

Azul’s eyes dart around, settling on the bedside lamp. He squeezes your hand and releases it, then swiftly grabs the lamp and hurls it at the intruder. Taking advantage of the distraction, he pulls you out onto the fire escape.

The man leans out the window, cursing as you make it to the emergency ladder. “Don’t look back, just keep going,” Azul whispers urgently. The man tries to reach for Azul but can’t.

Seeing the man disappear, Azul hurries you along the ledge. He realizes he’s likely heading down the stairs to intercept you, so he taps on a nearby apartment window, hoping for help. A young girl, initially hesitant, opens the window after seeing your terrified expressions, and you both climb through, locking it behind you.

Grateful, you explain everything, and she dials the police. You stay with her until they arrive, but despite your in depth descriptions to the police, the man is never identified or caught.

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buy me a coffee ♡

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"Long live the king."

Yeah I put my heart and soul into this how could u tell?

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(Kicks the blog door)

Yes! Halloween event! So I won't miss my shot so I'll make my request:

Activity: trick or treat competition on who can get the most candy Characters: Deuce x Reader and Grim? I thought maybe the reader and Deuce would go on a Halloween date together and have a candy collecting competition but Grim crashes the date to get candy too >:D

If the idea doesn't convince you, you can discard it without any problems, take your time and without pressure, thank you. <3

🕸️ 2024 𝖍𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓𝖙 🕸️

༺☠༻ day 3 ༺☠༻

~ a friendly competition never hurt anyone ~

pairing: deuce spade x gn!reader; grim x reader (platonic)

warnings: mostly just fluff, competitive deuce, grim's a party crasher, cute grim tings, annoyed deuce

word count: 0.9k

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sᴡᴇᴇᴛ ᴛᴏᴏᴛʜ

Halloween is yours and Deuce's favorite holiday because of all the activities you're able to do together. Every year it's something different, whether it's a competition or a scavenger hunt—you always find yourselves doing something. Last year, it was a challenge to see who could come up with and make the most costumes in one night. Let's just say Deuce ended up with all his fingers wrapped in bandages from stabbing himself with a needle as he hurried to put the clothing together.

This year, you decided to go with something less dangerous for him—a little candy competition. You kept it simple: the rules were to go house to house and see who could get the most candy by the end of the night, without changing costumes or going back to the same houses for more candy.

"You ready?" you ask, meeting up with Deuce on the starting street. He opens his mouth to answer, but a voice behind you jumps in.

"Yeah, let's get this party started!" You both turn to see Grim standing there, grinning with a tiny bucket in his hand.

"What are you doing here, Grim?" you ask, crossing your arms over your chest, though you can't help but smile at him.

"I'm here to get my candy on, let's go!" he says, already moving toward the first house on the block. You shake your head and glance back at Deuce.

"You're babysitting," you call out to Deuce, already turning away from them.

"What?" Deuce shouts back, exasperated, clearly not planning on having Grim join his night.

You laugh and start running down the block to the first house. "Two hours start now!" you yell back, grinning as your candy-gathering journey begins.

Deuce scrambles after Grim, not wanting to waste any time, even if things didn’t go exactly as planned.

As they move from house to house, Deuce has to keep trying to stop Grim from sneaking candy out of his bucket, needing every piece he can get if he wants to win.

"Yours isn't even full yet," Deuce says, pushing the small creature away from his candy.

"Yeah, but I want some now, and I don't wanna eat from mine yet," Grim retorts, inching back toward Deuce's growing pile of candy.

Deuce pulls the bucket out of reach. "Don't you dare."

They spend the rest of the time going down the street, collecting candy while Deuce continues to fend off Grim's attempts to raid his stash.

As time passes, Deuce grows more annoyed as Grim persists, finding every opportunity to try and steal from his bucket. He's tempted to leave Grim somewhere and run off to collect more candy, but he knows you trusted him to watch over Grim. He doesn’t want to let you down, so he endures Grim's antics until the two hours are up.

Despite the circumstances, Deuce manages to fill his bucket fairly well while fending off Grim. However, as you walk back down the starting street, you realize that leaving Deuce with Grim may not have been the best idea when you see Deuce looking like he’s about to throw Grim through one of the house windows.

You jog over with your buckets of candy and quickly set them down before grabbing Deuce's arm to calm him down.

"Hey, hey, what's going on?" you ask, trying to diffuse the situation. It’s not hard to figure out the issue, though—a bucket of spilled candy lies at Deuce's feet while Grim tries to cram as much as he can into his own tiny container.

You sigh, noticing the pure irritation on Deuce's face. You're starting to regret leaving him alone with Grim, knowing how much of a handful he can be.

"Grim, here," you say, stopping him from grabbing any more candy from the ground. You set one of your full buckets next to him, letting him dig through that instead.

Looking up at Deuce, you can still see the annoyance on his face. You feel bad for leaving him to deal with Grim and bend down to start picking up the leftover candy scattered around.

Deuce joins you, even though he's still clearly frustrated. "I'm sorry," you say softly as you place the last pieces of candy into his bucket. It's barely more than half full with what’s left. Some of the tension leaves his shoulders at your apology, and he glances over at you.

"It's alright," he replies, though you can tell he's still not fully okay. Instead of pushing him further, you stand up and hand him his bucket, suggesting you all head back to the house to watch some movies.

Deuce is disappointed with how the night turned out, but he agrees, not wanting things to end on a bad note.

As you walk back, you keep giving Grim candy, hoping he'll crash from the sugar overload. Sure enough, when you arrive home, Grim barely makes it onto the couch before he's fast asleep, surrounded by candy wrappers.

Deuce chuckles softly at the sight, and you grin, glad to see he's feeling a bit better. You cover Grim with a blanket and turn back to Deuce.

You check the time, seeing it’s still relatively early. "So, up for a rematch?" you ask. Deuce barely lets you finish the sentence before he's racing out the door to find more houses for candy. You shake your head, grinning, and run after him.

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buy me a coffee ♡

[slight-gaming-addict]

Skully x Night Raven College uniform　_(:3 」∠)_

[slight-gaming-addict]

oh requests are closed? WRONG i need an ace x reader fanfic STAT. GO GO GO ‼️‼️‼️💥💥💥

[slight-gaming-addict]

Hello! I wanted to make a request for the Halloween Event with Leona and Malleus (If that's fine with the rules, just want to make sure) with them and Yuu entering a haunted house where the actors are trying to killing them, more precisely Yuu.

🕸️ 2024 𝖍𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓𝖙 🕸️

༺☠༻ day 2 ༺☠༻

~ your local haunted house has its share of dark secrets ~

pairing: leona x gn!reader; malleus x gn!reader

warnings: bones breaking, angry, aggressive, and heavily protective leona, a sprinkle of fluff:); reader is said to be shorter than malleus, protective and angry malleus, he destroys a building, classic malmal

word count: 0.9k;1k

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ᴍɪɴᴅ ɢᴀᴍᴇs

━─┉┈ 𝘓𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘢 𝘒𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘳 ┈┉─━

You're the one who had to convince him to come with you to the local haunted house in the first place. You had to drag him out of bed after prying him off you just so you could get up.

"I don’t want to go to some dumb house," he grumbled, turning away from you. After a lot of annoyance and your nonstop pleading, he finally agreed to go.

You convinced him that it wouldn’t take long and that you guys could come back right after, just wanting to spend some time with him. "You can spend time with me without leaving the house," he muttered.

"Stop being grumpy, it’ll be fun!" you said, pulling him toward the large house, where a line of people waited outside for their turn to enter.

Everything seems normal as you walk in, with props popping out at you from around corners—until the actors start appearing.

At first, they only come close, stopping just short of touching you, but the farther in you go, the more real the props look, and the bolder the actors get.

Leona isn’t a fan of how close they're getting, keeping a firm grip on your waist as you walk through the house, screams from others ringing in the air.

It’s when you feel someone tug at your wrist from behind that you let out a small scream, yanking your wrist free. You hear a low growl from Leona as he glares at the person who grabbed you, ready to pounce at the next one who dares.

The house seems to get darker as you move through, your heart pounding in your chest while Leona’s grip on you stays firm.

Unease settles deep inside you, and you start to regret convincing Leona to come. You want nothing more than to be under the warmth of your covers right now.

Leona’s had enough and is already looking for the exit, guiding you through the house. But he isn’t prepared when your body is suddenly ripped from his grasp.

You scream as a hand grips your ankle and drags you to the hard ground. You try to kick at whoever’s grabbed you, but their grip is too tight.

Leona is frantic, shoving away any hands that reach for him, not caring about the sound of bones cracking or the pained cries under his brute force.

Finally, you kick yourself free from the grip and push yourself backward. But before you can do anything else, Leona is there, shoving the person who grabbed you into the back wall so hard that decorations fall from the ceiling, clattering around them.

The shock wears off just enough for you to stand on shaky legs, adrenaline still pumping through your veins.

“Leona,” you call softly, trying to stop him from throwing more punches at the person who’s already knocked out.

As soon as Leona hears your voice, his head snaps toward you. He lets the body drop to the floor and walks over to you, cupping your face in his hands.

"Are you okay?" His gruff voice is still out of breath. You nod, feeling his rough palms brush across your cheeks.

“Y-yeah, let’s just... get out of here,” you stammer, your heart still racing. Leona nods, gripping you firmly as he guides you toward the exit.

The entire way out, Leona doesn’t let anyone get close to you. His low, warning growls echo above the chaos, and his grip on your waist is strong enough to keep you close but not to hurt you.

Anyone who even thinks about messing with you two backs off as soon as they see the look on Leona’s face, as if he's ready to burn the place down over the slightest provocation.

It takes longer than he’d like to find the exit, the house too big and too dark to navigate easily.

He exhales in relief when he finally opens a door and the cool night air hits you both. Goosebumps prickle your skin as the cold air brushes against your torn clothes from being dragged along the floor.

Leona pulls you closer to warm you as he quickly guides you away from the haunted house.

“I’m sorry,” you say, slightly out of breath from the rush. “I didn’t think—”

“It’s fine,” Leona cuts you off, his tone clipped with a trace of irritation. If you didn’t know him, you might think he was annoyed with you, but you know he’s angry at the situation, not at you. Still, you can’t help but feel bad for dragging him into something he didn’t want to do.

“I shouldn’t have pushed you so much, I just—" you begin, but Leona sighs, stopping you in your tracks. He lightly grips your chin and makes you look at him.

“Hey,” he says, his voice softer now. His eyes dart over your face and body, checking for any injuries. Once he’s sure you’re okay, he takes your hand and starts walking again. "Let’s just go home,” he says, relieved that you’re safe.

When you finally get back home, you're happy to crash into bed and fall into a deep sleep with Leona’s arms around you. By the time you wake up, the haunted house is completely gone, as if it had never been there in the first place.

━─┉┈ 𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘶𝘴 𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘢 ┈┉─━

Malleus is ecstatic and readily accepts your invitation to go to a haunted house. He’s never been to one before and is eager to experience what has you so excited.

You try to explain what exactly it is, but he only stares at you with a questioning look—why would people volunteer to be scared?

You convince him to at least try it once, promising that if he’s not having fun, you’ll leave and find something else. However, you didn't anticipate how difficult leaving might be once you were inside.

You probably should have listened to your gut when you immediately sensed something off about the place, but you chalked it up to nerves, thinking the house was supposed to make you scared.

Walking into the house, you immediately notice the change in atmosphere and how cold it is. Goosebumps form on your arms, and you instinctively move closer to Malleus.

Malleus tears his gaze from the decorations to look down at you, checking that you're okay. You nod, assuring him you're fine, though the unease doesn’t fully leave your body. He seems to notice this and wraps an arm around your waist to hold you close. “Just stay close to me, love,” he says softly but loud enough to be heard over the noise in the house.

You wish you could say his touch calmed your nerves, but your heart continues to race. You've been in plenty of haunted houses before, but none have ever made you feel like this. You let out a soft breath in an attempt to steady yourself, focusing on getting through the house and letting Malleus experience it all.

After a few minutes glued to Malleus' side, you're able to calm your nerves slightly as the cheap props and scares remind you of other haunted houses you've been in before.

But the nerves return in full force when you enter a section of the house that looks and feels entirely different from the rest.

You glance behind you but can’t see the doorway you just walked through, your stomach twisting in knots. You’re about to ask Malleus if you can turn back when a large figure suddenly blocks the path behind you.

Your body starts to tremble, and you abandon the idea of turning around, instead quickening your pace, forcing Malleus to do the same.

Malleus doesn’t understand your sudden change in demeanor, unaware of how unusual this part of the house is. He gently grabs your wrist, stopping your frantic movement and turning you to face him.

“Are you okay, love? What’s wrong?” Malleus asks, concerned. You glance back at the hallway where the figure was, but it’s gone, leaving only an empty, dark corridor. Swallowing, you shake your head gently and look up at him.

“N-nothing, I’m okay, just got a little spooked,” you say, offering a small smile despite your heart still pounding in your chest.

Malleus isn’t convinced by your attempt to reassure him, concern still evident in his eyes. “Do you wish to go home?” You bite your lip, torn between not wanting to ruin his first haunted house experience and knowing he’ll sense if you lie. Reluctantly, you nod.

He leads you down the hallway, but finding the exit turns out to be harder than you both expected. Every time you pass through what looks like an exit, it leads to another dark part of the never-ending house.

You sense Malleus growing frustrated beside you, and you grab his hand to calm him, telling him you’ll find the way out soon, even though you're not entirely sure.

Then, just as Malleus steps away for a moment to check another door, you feel yourself yanked into a different room, a scream tearing from your throat.

Malleus spins around at the sound, panic surging through him, anger building at whoever dared to take you from him.

He hears your muffled screams behind a wooden door and doesn’t bother checking if it’s locked—he knocks it off its hinges, splintering the wood as it crashes to the ground.

Multiple hands are on you, dragging you deeper into the dark house, rendering you immobile. You struggle in their grasp, but each movement only makes their hold tighter, bruising your skin. Desperately, you scream Malleus' name, hoping he’ll find you, knowing you have little chance of escaping on your own.

They throw you into a small room, and you scramble backward, pressing yourself against the wall. It’s too dark to see much, but you can make out the vague shapes of masked figures surrounding you.

Your heart pounds in your chest as you fumble for anything you can use as a weapon. Your hand closes around a loose nail in the floorboards—better than nothing—and you clutch it tightly.

Malleus is nearly ready to tear the entire place apart as he storms through the hallways, calling your name, desperate to find you.

The masked figures move closer, and you catch the glint of metal in their hands—knives. You clutch the nail defensively, your stomach churning with dread.

You push yourself around the room in circles, trying to avoid them, but they tire of your stalling. They approach from both sides, trapping you in the corner.

As one moves closer, you panic. When they're within reach, you jab the nail into their leg with all your strength, piercing through their pants. The figure groans in pain and drops the knife, and you scramble to grab it, slashing at the figure in front of you.

The others move in quickly, surrounding you, and all you can do is hold the knife up defensively, hoping to do enough to escape. But the closer they get, the more your stomach fills with dread.

You’re about to strike again when the door bursts open, slamming into the wall across from it. Malleus stands in the doorway, fury etched on his face.

In an instant, the figures around you are sent flying across the room. Malleus rushes to you, and the knife slips from your grasp as he lifts you into his arms.

Relief washes over you, and sobs wrack your body as you cling to him, the warmth of his presence soothing your fear.

Without wasting any time, Malleus carries you out of the building, holding you securely as the structure crumbles and collapses behind you, finally safe in his embrace.

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buy me a coffee ♡

[slight-gaming-addict]

—— 🦇 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 🐈‍⬛ ——

prompts | request a fic {event requests are closed}

🪓 ~ sensitive topics | 🔪 ~ horror/scary themes |🩸 ~ gore | 🧛 ~ supernatural | 💀 ~ includes death | 🍭 ~ fluff

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~ back for you {azul x reader} 🔪🩸💀

~ mind games {leona, malleus x reader} 🔪

~ sweet tooth {deuce x reader} 🍭

~ after dark {azul x reader} 🪓🔪

~ haunted {idia x reader} 🧛💀

~ hold me {leona, kalim x reader} 🍭

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🕸️ 2024 𝖍𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓𝖙 🕸️

༺☠༻ day 1 ༺☠༻

~ there's a serial killer on the loose in your town ~

pairing: azul ashengrotto x gn!reader

warnings: serial killer, death, blood, horror themes, reader is called 'darling' and 'honey'

word count: 0.8k

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ʙᴀᴄᴋ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ

"Another body was found early this morning, with multiple stab wounds, left lying in a ditch. Sources say it’s yet another victim of the same killer, and there are still no leads—"

You flip the TV off with a sigh, trying to shake off the chills creeping through your body.

You jump when you feel a pair of arms wrap around your waist, followed by a soft chuckle from behind.

“Sorry, darling, didn’t mean to scare you,” Azul says, resting his chin on your shoulder. You smile, turning in his embrace.

“It’s okay, I’m just a little on edge,” you explain, glancing back at the now black screen. “They found another body this morning, and they still don’t have any leads.”

Azul lets out a small sigh, his eyebrows creasing as he gently rubs your cheek with his thumb. The comforting gesture almost makes you forget the conversation until he speaks again. “I’m sure they’ll catch the killer soon.”

“It’s been weeks, and they haven’t found anything,” you reply, a worried expression crossing your face. Even with the grim topic, Azul just smiles at you.

“It’ll be alright, darling,” he says confidently. You’re not sure how he manages to stay so positive in a situation like this, but his demeanor somehow eases your anxiety.

Your eyes drift to the clock on the wall, and you realize how late it’s gotten. “Crap, I have to go,” you say, pulling away from Azul’s grasp and quickly grabbing your keys.

Just as you're about to rush out the door, Azul catches your wrist, spinning you around to place a kiss on your lips. You smile into the kiss but reluctantly push him away, knowing you’re already running late. You laugh, slipping out of his grip before he can pull you back in, knowing he’d only try to convince you to stay home. With a quick goodbye, you hurry out the door.

It’s not until you're halfway to work that you realize you left your phone at Azul’s place. Already more than ten minutes late, you decide to pick it up after your shift.

What you didn’t expect was for today to turn into the busiest day you’ve ever had. Without much of a break and having to stay late, it’s already dark by the time you leave.

Your anxiety spikes as you step outside, the darkness reminding you of the recent murders. You walk quickly to your car, wishing it was parked closer to the building. Every sound, every rustle, makes you jump, but each time, you find nothing but empty streets. You curse yourself for not carrying a weapon, knowing how dangerous the town has become.

Heart pounding, you finally reach your car. You quickly unlock the door, throw yourself inside, and lock it, letting out a small sigh of relief.

You start the car and head toward Azul’s place to grab your phone. You don’t like being out this late and hope he’ll let you stay the night instead of driving back home in the dark.

When you arrive, you knock on the door. “Azul?” you call out, not wanting to stand outside for long. There’s no answer, so you knock again, anxiety creeping in as you glance around. The lights are on, so you know he’s home, but he still doesn’t respond.

Growing more nervous, you try the door, surprised when it opens. You step inside cautiously. “Azul?” you call again, shutting and locking the door behind you. Your phone is right where you left it on the kitchen counter, but there’s still no sign of Azul.

Your heart skips a beat when you notice the basement door slightly ajar. Azul always keeps it locked, saying he stores one-of-a-kind items down there. You’ve never questioned it, respecting his space, but now it only makes you more uneasy.

Hesitant but worried, you grip the door handle and open it wider. “Azul?” you call, peering down the dark stairway. Still no answer.

Your heart races as you descend the stairs, your voice trembling each time you call his name. The creaking steps amplify your anxiety, and something feels off, but you can’t put your finger on it.

At the bottom of the stairs, you spot a faint light shining from under a door. You approach it slowly, hand shaking as you grasp the handle. The door clicks open, and you step inside.

The room is bright, and the floor is lined with plastic sheeting. A chill runs down your spine as your eyes scan the area. You try to swallow the growing fear, your concern for Azul pushing you forward.

With each step, the plastic crunches beneath your feet. You walk toward a hanging sheet of plastic, dividing the room in half.

Regret floods you as soon as you pull it back and see the bloodied body of a young girl lying lifeless on the ground. You stumble backward, a muffled scream escaping as you cover your mouth in shock.

Panicking, you spin around, ready to flee, but there, standing in the doorway, is Azul. He holds a freshly cleaned knife, his expression unreadable.

“Now, honey,” he says softly, “I really wish you hadn’t seen that.”

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buy me a coffee ♡

[slight-gaming-addict]

[slight-gaming-addict]

—— 🕯️ 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬 🔮 ——

request a fic {event requests are closed}

hi everyone! i've decided to do a lil halloween event where you guys can request from different prompts. you don't have to request a prompt listed below, but i can't guarantee i'll write what you request so it'll be better to choose one from below!

please also keep it to a maximum of 2 characters at a time just so i don't get overwhelmed with too many characters at once. with that request to your hearts content and i hope you have fun!

the fics will be posted throughout october, but i will close requests early in case i get too many requests in at once so the earlier you request the better!<3

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1. show up to party in matching costumes unintentionally

2. comforting the other after watching a horror movie

3. going to a haunted house but:

a) it's actually haunted

b) actors are trying to kill you

c) it's incredibly lame

4. exploring abandoned buildings and finding out they're haunted

5. getting trapped inside an actual haunted house

6. supernatural (any supernatural being you can pick one or i can choose for you:)

7. vampires don't need to be welcomed in to houses on halloween

8. sneaking into a graveyard

9. decorating/making halloween snacks

10. trick or treat competition on who can get the most candy

11. stalker/serial killer

12. getting kidnapped

just as a quick side note, please make sure you don't request a character i don't write for, you can find my request rules here along with the twst characters i won't write ty:)