#💙! Barbs's writting!

[midnightmah07]

Anneliese silently watched as Jamil dragging Damali away to the dance floor, her words stuck in her throat. When she caught sight of Rook getting closer, she couldn't resist the urge to ask.

"Are you and Damali a thing?" It was a very straightforward question and approach.

"Hm?" Rook saw the opportunity in his front. Damali and him actually talked about encourage the rumors... To see a little drama, of course. "Bien, oui. In fact, we are dating."

The sound of shattered glass was heard on the room. But, not actually heard, whatsoever, whoever looked into Anneliese's eyes would see a growing despair sight.

"Of course, I-I should've guessed... I mean," She takes a deep breath.

Feeling pressured, Anneliese wanted to hide her expression and avoid meeting his gaze, unaware of the hint of amusement in his eyes.

"I hope you guys are happy." But deep down, Anneliese really hoped he didn't got to be happier; Or at least not happy in the same way, she saw him to be when he was around her. "She is beautiful, Rook. She looks kind... She-" She probably gives him butterflies.

Clearing her throat nervously, Anneliese played with her hair, feeling a pang of insecurity. She looked away from him, not wanting to feel compared, especially since Damali was so pretty - something Anneliese found hard to be or see herself as.

For a quick moment, Rook felt the immediate urge to break the facade. He could see her genuine nervousness growing, stirring an impulse within him to reveal the truth. And, Sevens forbid, him to hurt the one he has been pinning on for so long.

So, instead of letting her go, Rook takes her arm.

"Ma chérie," his hand trailed over her cheek gently, as he was able to see the tears in the corner of her eyes. "As if I was ever going to give up on you. Only a fool to do so."

"I thought-"

"-You were silly to think so." He amusedly said. "Why you even cared so much? I thought you didn't felt anything for moi."

"I never-" She closes her eyes in embarrassment, those words won't get out from her mouth, at least not after this. "You are a bastard."

He chuckles. The hand holding her arm goes down to hold Anneliese's hand, with the other hand letting her cheek go as he presses down a kiss.

"Care for a dance?"

The silence wasn't a bother to Rook. He remains in the wait list for three years, he can definitely wait a few seconds.

"Yes..."

HELP THEY'RE SO CUTE🥺🥺🥺🥺

He's just sooooooo I mean sooooooooo and then heeeeee and heeeee

Anneliese please just kiss him I'm begging you I'm on my knees like come on don't be a coward now KISS HIM–

[midnightmah07]

Her last chapter (A/n: i woke up and choose violence today- ALSO FIRST POV and short)

The mirror was correct; I'm afraid I never belonged in that place. Clawed my way out of that rabbit hole, hoping for the feeling of sanity once again.

"Good morning-"

"-I will take her order, the usual Miss Kurosu?" The attendant asked me, cutting off his co-worker. Maybe that day I wished for the unusual like I felt in that place...

"Yes. The usual." But, perhaps coffee wasn't the answer for it.

I step to the corner of the counter a heavy sigh leaving my lungs in a twirl. After leaving that twisted place, I seek for my dreams, I hoped for something between the lines of creativity, I craved for recognition. And that's when I wrote my book, "Twisted wonderland." Sure, it was not a creativity tittle, since it was the name of the place, but no one needed to know. No one knew the story written in the book was my life.

"Yuuna Kurosu."

The call out for my name made my head snap up to where the server had my order in their hands.

"Thank you." I took the coffee, heading back to the streets.

The book? A success. People came up with their theories, questions that not even I, the author, could answer.

"Miss Kurosu!" But, there was one question specifically they would all ask me. I turn my head with the hand on the doorknob. It was a teenager girl with my book in her hands. When she noticed she caught my glance, the was a small sight of embarrassment, but when she approached me, she tried to remain calm. "I've read your book, so many times... But, never understood. If Yuui, loved Vian. Why she didn't stayed?"

The only question, I would never know how to answer. As if, they could see right through me, that I wouldn't be able to have an answer. If Yuuna, loved Vil. Why did she left? That is what I would hear.

"Sometimes, the concept of love for some people, just isn't meant to be." Was my enigmatic answer for a straight forward question.

Of course, the teenage girl hums in confusion.

"Can I get a picture?" She asked me.

I nod.

Awhile, she took out her phone, I wondered myself the question. Did I left because the dark mirror was right? Did I never actually belonged?

The silence with a smile on my face, as the girl thank me after getting her picture, made me reflective.

I didn't hold grief for not belonging.

I held pain for not belonging with him.

The last kiss, was the last chapter of Yuui's book. The continuing pain of my life, was the tale not to be told.

What if I jump from a bridge

What

What if mayhaps

I end my misery right here right now

You're evil. You're so evil. You're so mean. How dare you. To make my pookie sad like this. How. How could you. You're lucky this isn't canon. I will get my revenge.

[midnightmah07]

Class fight (A/N: that one scenario I forgot to send,,, sighs.... anyway part two tomorrow, w/ ruggie interaction)

Grace Chatte is the embodiment of her name, delicate and elegant personified, a graceful girl. That is how everyone would see her, her soft way to speak, her gentle yet outgoing persona, the confidence she would held up. People saw in her a Pomefiore girl. And the mirror could see that as well. Proudness involved around the room once she was set what dorm she would go. Bernard was slightly upset her sister wouldn't be in Savannaclaw, but, at the same time, it was to expect it.

At the end, everyone saw Grace as pure. Someone who wouldn't give the people around her a headche. The opposite of what her classmate would be.

For the other first year, Floyd Leech. His character would be known around to be more unpredictable, loud and even could be named as a class clown. Octavinelle saw in him a hell of a year. Not actually looking forward to have him in the dorm. As the energy seemed to be endless, during those irritating hours when he would manage to irritate everyone around him, even the older students.

And who would guess, both of them would become a problem?

Typically, during break time, Bernard and Grace would seek refuge from the noisy surroundings. Despite their differences, they shared a close bond, akin to the typical love-hate relationship between siblings. They would have lunch with each other, then go to their dorms' table. That was their routine.

But, when paths crossed with Floyd, things grew to be a weirder year, specially for Grace... Specifically for Grace.

He didn't say a word, but Grace could feel his gaze on her. Every time she glanced his way, he was always staring back.

Of course, Bernard noticed. So, he decided for her to safety, is better her for to stay at Pomefiore table close to her housewander. That maybe would keep him away. Did it work? No, it didn't. For a week, that would be her routine, Floyd would creepily follow Grace, unintentional or not, he would get closer or be close to Grace without her noticing.

Yet, it all began in a science class, of all places, where they found themselves paired up as lab partners.

"Floyd Leech and," Crewel was sat in his chair, randomly pairing up people. Of course, Floyd wasn't going to be with Jade. So, what about... "Grace Chatte."

Her blood ran cold as she turned her face to him, expecting his usual complaints. Instead, Floyd greeted her with a creepy smile. A sigh of relief escaped the redhead beside her.

Both Floyd and Grace made their way to their workstation.

The silence was easily cut with a knife.

"Um, okay, so, I guess we have to create…" Grace stuttered, struggling to maintain her composure. This was the same guy who had been following her all week long. What was his deal? "A poison."

"Really, guppie?" Floyd finally says with a tone of sarcasm. "I had no clue."

Grace pouted. He wanted her to act normal around him now? Seriously?

"I... I will get the materials."

Floyd hummed in agreement, resting his head on the countertop as Grace left him without another word. She walked over to the shelves, where she heard Crewel say, "I'll be back, I forgot something." Grace sighed, her fingers tracing over the labels as she searched for the one she needed.

Suddenly, she heard a chair falling behind her. Turning to look, she saw Floyd standing there, behind her, gazing at the shelves above her. Grace's ears dropped in fear. She turns her head back to the shelve, poor little scared cat.

"I think I've got it," Grace said, extending her hand to catch the item, but Floyd reached for it first.

"Got it," Floyd said, holding the item in his hand.

"What is wrong with you?" Grace whispered in disbelief, then returned to the countertop.

Crewel still hadn't returned. They both sat down, Grace diligently taking notes on the exercise while Floyd played with the strange liquid. When a sudden noise woke up the whole class that was in silence a moment later.

CLASH!!

"Oops."

Grace's eyes widened as the potion spilled onto her notebook, shattering it. Pieces broke and crashed into her lap and hands, leaving a small cut.

"What is WRONG with you, Leech?!" Grace exclaimed in frustration.

The whole class watched the situation unfold, and for the first time, Floyd showed a different expression—he was shocked. Well, everyone was; Grace wasn't the type to raise her voice. From what they knew.

“Huh? The cat bites?” A smirk shows up in Floyd’s face, his tone being mockingly towards Grace.

He can hears a low growl and a hiss, as closer he gets to her. And when his breath is in her face, a sharp nail cuts his bottom lip, making him almost fall behind. Grace used her nail to scratch him away. His twin watched everything in shock, trying to composedly hide his anger.

“Playing like that, are we, kitty?” Clearing his cut with the sleeve of his lab jacket. Floyd huffs.

“Freak.” Said Grace in disgust of his presence.

A shiftily movement from Floyd and both started to throw fists. Things only get worse when Grace gets bit in her forearm by Floyd’s shark teeth. Making her cry out in pain. Holding where it was bitten.

“Now, that hurts, eh?” Both ears and tail of Grace was lowered down. Almost violently shaking in pain. “What? Are you going to cry?” He approached Grace who had her head lowered down. “Going to cry for mama?” With a blink of eyes, Floyd was bitten as well. He growls in pain.

Both standing still holding for the bit marks in their arms. Quietly trying to calm themselves down. Jade puts a hand on Floyd’s shoulder, who clicked his tongue.

“What is THE MEANING, of this?”

Grace and Floyd were classmates who people thought would never get along. Both got detention that day. Crewel was shocked to hear Grace caused the issue as well. The news spread around quickly. Bernard was quite speechless about the situation, but she knew he wasn’t happy nor proud.

Vil disappointed when Grace arrived with the penalty was clear as the skies that night… Grace would lay down unable to think straight. She was… Quite the troublesome. And she knew it would be hard to erase that from her reputation. But, even if it took it all, she was going to make people keep their minds in her precious and cute persona.

As for Floyd? He could only wonder what he did wrong. He wanted to be friends with her, didn’t she understood his intentions? He would follow around for her to strike a conversation and talk to him. He would get closer to see if that way she would notice him and talk to him. He would annoy so she would talk to him… What did Floyd went wrong? Is he such a freak at the point she wouldn’t be his friend?

HELP THEY'RE SO CHAOTIC HELLO??? FLOYD HONEY WHAT U DID IS CALLED STALKING 💀💀💀💀💀💀💀

I LOVE THEM THEY'RE SO SILLY AND STUPID AND FUN AND TROUBLESOME I LOVE THEIR LITTLE ENEMIES TO LOVERS ARC... THE ACTUAL FIST FOUGHT I CAN'T EVENDKDHEODHSK($!"9$-#(#;$+ HELP?????????

I love this. I am so excited to read part two. ALSO RUGGIE MENTION

[midnightmah07]

from the start (a/n: LAUFEY MENTIONED RAAAH- also, so SO SORRY if Damali is OOC)

Rook sighed audibly as he settled down near Damali, who maintained a frown on her face. "Let me guess, Mademoiselle Scarabée's little flirtatious game didn't go as smoothly as she had hoped?"

Damali withdrew her hands from her cheeks and sat upright. "I suppose it was similar for you and little miss Anneliese."

The day wasn't quite ordinary; both Rook and Damali attempted to make advances on Anneliese and Jamil, only to be met with annoyed expressions and rejections.

Yet Rook remained patient; after waiting for three years, he could afford to wait a little longer. "Oui, but, je sui aware Mademoiselle beau is just playing herself hard to get."

"Alright, sweetheart. Believe what you will. In the end, we both know they're quite annoyed with us," Damali chuckled softly.

Rook burst into a loud laugh, causing Damali to flinch at the sudden noise. "Mon ami, you overlook the story. Look closely, Don't vous notice how, they get quiet when there's no one else around?"

"Jamil is always quiet, sometimes I barely know if still in the same room as me."

"Will you tell moi that you've never seen how he looks at you?" Rook asked, making the blind girl blink in confusion. "Mademoiselle Scarabée, haven't you already told moi you can feel eyes on you?"

"Well, yes… But," Damali attempted to change the topic, but then sighed, giving in. "I don't need reminders of how he doesn't feel the same." The hunter pats Damali's back in a comforting way. But again... "But, oh, I just know he'll wake up one day, run to me and confess his love!"

And perhaps they sounded like fools when they insisted they wouldn't give up. But no one could fight against it; Rook and Damali had been drawn to the challenge from the very beginning, from the start.

. . .

Anneliese sat in the main hall of Pomefiore, quietly perusing a magazine featuring the esteemed house-wander. She skimmed through various articles, grateful that it drowned out the surrounding noise.

Until, she turns her head up to face a familiar hunter who greats her attention with a smile.

Anneliese gasps almost falling back with her book in hands.

“Mademoiselle Beau,” He smiles his face slightly closer st each word. “How are you?”

“What is it, Rook?”

“Well, what isn’t is the right question! You walked on ma vie, with cupid shooting in mon cœur.” He fix his posture with a deep sigh.

“Almost three years already, Hunt. Maybe is your cue to give up.” As Anneliese rises, preparing to depart, Rook reaches out, seizing her arm and drawing her back to him with a gentle yet firm grip. Their breaths mingle, noses almost touching, in a moment of intimate connection that holds her captivated.

“Je can’t give up, now. Mon amour, you are worth it all.” He softly said, his grip on her arm was gentle but still demanded her to stay there with him. “I’ve been in love from the start.”

Anneliese's gaze darted to his lips for a moment, but reality snapped her back. "You're delusional," she declared, pushing him aside as she exited the room, her heart racing, while he wore a smug smirk. He puts his hat back on.

He knew himself has been in love with Anneliese from the start.

THAT'S SO CUTE AWWW :(((((

They're so adorable... KISSSS *PUSHES THEIR HEADS AGAINST EACH OTHER* I LOVE THEM I WANT THEM TO BE HAPPY!!!11

And dw, Damali doesn't seem to act or talk ooc in this, and if she were I wouldn't blame you, she's very new lol

[midnightmah07]

𝑻𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 ✨ Beauty and the Beast AU! Leobelle (a/n: did ya miss me in the inbox? hehe😙 addieyouarenext)

Glancing over his own reflex, the mirror had an issue to judge Leona, by making him stare down his face over the piece of metal. He was hideous; A beast, in fact. Even so, he doesn’t understand how he has gotten so far, specially with a pretty… No, more than that. Specially with a perfect girl like Isabelle. She was his last shot to lift up the curse, his last chance to learn how to love, his last hope to be able to be the better version of himself… Yes, all of that laid upon a girl who barged in for her father, who took no steps back, who somehow managed to see over his fur.

The clock didn’t stopped, a petal fell, and that’s how Leona grows more desperate. She has to be able to help him. He can only pray she is the one. The curse laid upon the prince was the weight of his shoulders, a reason of why he was so scared to face a modest woman like Isabelle. But what is that curse? You may ask, well, this story takes place before the winter took place as a snowstorm.

Leona, you see, he was a selfish and arrogant person that was able to sit up a throne and wear a pride of a crown. When his brother passed away, Leona was taken in with greediness for power and hunger for superficial things; beauty, is the best example of it.

On top of that, one night, the prince had invited the most beautiful women on the region, in a look for a wife, his eyes travel down the crowd; but only to look away, as soon as he hears the gates opening. Revealing a old lady, crawling into the castle with cold trembling hands… For her stay, she offered a simple rose. A symbol of sympathy as Leona would shelter her from the storm. Yet instead, the same laughed at her face, denying her stay. Except, that she warned him, he shouldn’t just take others by appearance. The green coat falls off to reveal a beautiful woman, long blonde hair and lustrous long green dress. As punishment, she puts on the Prince, a curse. The same, could only go back to normal, if learned how to love and not be deceived by appearances. If he did not learnt until the last petal falls, he would be a beast for eternity.

As years passed and went by, Leona lost all hope, for who could ever learn to love a beast? He wonders that everytime out loud, but instead of being able to rethink the same thought he hears a knock on the door.

“Master, she is ready.” The chandelier; Ruggie, announces Isabelle waiting for Leona.

“I do not ca…” He takes a deep breath. “I will be down in a minute.”

The change of humor sure caught Ruggie’s attention. But both of them were pretty aware of who caused it.

Leona steps down the stairs covered in the clean red carpet with his blue suit and yellow vest, his fur was in a small ponytail, as he gently walked down the stairs, until he stops his tracks looking up to Isabelle. The time freezes, at least that his excuse. Her hair i half down and half pull up in a bun, long ballroom dress on the same shades of the long gloves that is a bright yellow and to mix all up the beautiful golden trails of drawings of roses on Isabelle’s dress. She looks up to him with a soft smile. Because, she. She can learn how to love a beast… Isabelle can learn how to love him.

And that, the lady in green; Adeline. Could see it clearly. The black shadow standing next to her shows up in the moonlight standing on her side.

“So?”

“Not yet, Malleus. Let him say the three little words to each other.” Adeline gives a small smile. Watching the both of them twirling and swinging together around the ballroom.

“If that depends on you he will remain a beast forever…”

“Malleus!”

Adeline gasps crossing her arms over her chest offended by his words, that weren’t a full lie, but still… He could be more sensible about it.

Back to Leona and Isabelle, she lays her head on his chest, making a sparkle feeling on his chest. The tale is old as time, the song is just as old as rhyme, but it all remains the same story, with different people. Beauty and the beast, once again reunited by faith or destiny of some kind, forever meant to be together as the sun will rise. It begins all with just a little change, both of them scared, neither one prepared, but the beauty and the beast will always encounter each other, in every universe, in every life.

WHAT IS THIS. WHAT. I WASN'T EXPECTING THIS. SKSJIEJEISJSJS THEY'RE SO???? THEM??? THEY?????? THEM????? LEOBELLE MY BELOVEDS MY BABIES MY EKDJEKSJOEJDKSNSKDNSKJS AHHHHHHH

THIS IS SO GOOD IM SOBBING IM CRYING IM THROWING UP THEY'RE SOOOOOO IN LOVE IT MAKES ME GO ABSOLUTELY INSANE

I LOVE. HOW U INCLUDED MALLINE HERE TOO. ALSO RUGGIE AS A CHANDELIER MADE ME LAUGH NGL BUT I LOVE IT😭😭😭😭 THIS IS ALL PERFECT NOW!!! KISS!!!!!!!

[midnightmah07]

anyone would like, but only for her he can look to a billion and one gems, count one to one, but he always will go for the ones who have her eyes color… the valentine night was the perfect for him to show her that. (tagging: @justm3di0cr3)

Silence. It was a calm night. The second year of Rosantée, Adeline was brushing her hair between her fingers. She had her eyes fixated on the outside of the window. The moon, the dark sky, the stars. The fuzzy feeling would make her look as if bewitched by the sight. The feeling made her dark pink eyes watch in awe the beautiful night as her eyes shinned beneath it.

She wished to be just like that night… Beautiful.

Adeline was far from a pretty girl, quite the opposite, she was known to be the most unattractive person out there the whole school. Mean jokes travelled from ear to ear, jokes that Adeline happened to hear more than twice. She was like a ugly stone around pure diamond, beautiful sapphires, crafted topaz, elegant amethysts… And she was like an rock. Maybe if she wasn’t that way, someone would have the courage to have her as her valentine without being scared of judgement.

What brought Adeline to snap her dark pink eyes from the skies, was a faint knock on the door. Who supposedly would be doing such a thing at that night? The door opens to reveal one of the few friends, or well, possibly the only friend, Adeline has.

“Still awake?” Asked Isabelle.

“Well, yes…” Adeline answered turning her head to the girl, to her friend. “What are you doing here though? What if the house wander catches you-”

Isabelle closes the door quickly shushing her friend quickly.

“He won’t. Just don’t go off saying it loudly as the door still opened.” Isabelle says with her hands on her hips.

That’s when Adeline notices a piece of paper… She would guess. In her friend’s hand. Quickly that caught the blonde’s attention.

“What is that?” Hummed Adeline stepping away from the window to get closer to Isabelle.

“Oh! Right.” Isabelle extend her hands. Making Adeline raise her eyebrow with a questionable face. “Is for you.”

“What?”

Surprised, Adeline’s face dropped into a interrogating motion. As if trying to understand or hope Isabelle would explain the situation further.

“When I was in NRC today to expend the day with my, pain in the ass, fiancé. A short boy with black and pink hair came at me and told me to give it to you.” The surprise grows in Adeline making her heart vividly beats in her chest as Isabelle kept explaining. “It seems that you’ve caught someone’s attention, hm. I told you someone would want to be your valentine- Hey!”

Adeline quickly took the letter from Isabelle’s hand. Staring down at it, intrigued some may say, but deep down it was pure shock… The description matched who she had in mind, the pressed stamp confirmed her suspicions. There was no way he actually did that.

Isabelle curiously looked at her friend, who had her straightened hair down covering most of her face. Hoping for Adeline open so she would kill the anxiety to know what’s inside of it. Suddenly Adeline extends it back to Isabelle.

“Can you read it for me?” She anxiously asks, blank expression in her face. Hard to fully know what was going inside her mind. “Please?”

Looking over the letter once again, she took the time to actually notice the smaller details. The stamp image was a dragon with the color being an blackish green, the letter smelled a certain fragrance of vanilla and lemon… Similar to Adeline’s signature smell. Isabelle chuckled at that moment.

“That person really thought of every little thing, hm? They must know you very well…”

“Yes… I guess so.”

Adeline was trying her best to not smile like a fool. Isabelle could notice that at least, as the blush in her cheeks grew darker each silent pass second. Isabelle slowly and gently opened it, in case Adeline would like to keep it. She clears her throat readjusting her posture.

“Okay… My lady, I hope this letter find itself safe with you. Consider to read it, even for our past, I want a serious answer this time, please.” Isabelle raises her eyebrow, but kept on going as her friend didn’t seemed to say a word. “It was brought to my attention no man or other creature has tried to fancy you this Valentine. Rude…”

Isabelle whispers, the poor girl didn’t needed any type of reminder! Adeline thought curiously raises her eyebrow.

“What did you said?” Asked Adeline confused.

“Uhm- Anyways…” She awkwardly smiles going back to her reading pretending nothing had happened. “Which is better for me, meaning less competition- Oh Sevens…” Isabelle eyes winded.

Who ever wrote that seemed not going to give up that easily. And at that point Adeline was a red face unable to speak, still, she takes the letter in her hands to read herself. A minute passed by and Isabelle curiously waited for Adeline to speak up what was in the letter: “So?” She eagerly asks.

There was a previous silence, but then, Adeline reads out loud.

“Your eyes, are the most precious gem I have ever laid my eyes on. Your eyes are like the most precious spinel gem out there. As corny as may it sound…” Whispered Adeline almost having her breath taken away but the words. “As sad as I am, for not be able to expend this Valentine with you, I hope in the future we can expend this holiday together.” She finishes the letter out loud for Isabelle. Who shakes Adeline.

“So?! Who wrote it?!”

Adeline looks at the letter sighing. “It doesn’t have their name.” She says looking away from her friend with a sad look, yet the blush never went away.

“What!? Oh! I am going to find that boy! Maybe he was the one who wrote it-”

“I know who it is the boy you mentioned. I may assure you: it’s not him.” Adeline sighs playing with her hair as she stands up. Leaving the letter open on top of her bed. As Isabelle took a quick glance… Didn’t Adeline noticed the small signature? It said- “I think is bed time for both of us.”

Adeline shoves Isabelle outside of her bedroom. Wait… THEY SHARE BEDROOMS- Isabelle got back in to try find the letter and point out there was their signature- But it was no longer in Adeline’s bed.

“What- Why won’t tell me who wrote it?” Isabelle asks with a frown.

A chuckle was heard from Adeline. “Maybe just not now.”

Isabelle huffs entering in the closet to change clothes with a pout, mumbling angry words against Adeline’s suspense. The blond smiled watching Isa leave the room. She looks to the moon from her window…

As words from the letter echoed: “As corny as it may sound…” Left Adeline speechless. He compared her eyes to a precious stone? He is an fool! Anyone… See the opposite! Why doesn’t he accept the truth?! Adeline. Is. Not…

Adeline sighs putting her hands through her golden hair. She thinks of the same phrase again, and a smile form on her lips. “Oh no… Not at all. Any women would like it, Mal.” Any girl would be swayed into their heels by those words. He could have any girl to be their Valentine for that day…

Adeline knocks on the door if the closet. “I will be going to the bathroom, Isa.” At the confirmation, Adeline takes paper and pen using her unique magic… And sooner than ever, she shows up in his room: Malleus Draconia’s room. She is quiet as ever to not wake him up. Each step is deadly. She writes into the paper. And uses again her unique magic to desapear. Obviously, it had woken up Malleus. The brightness was soon recognized. But when he opened his eyes… Adeline was no longer there. Something else was there though. A paper. The paper. On it, it was written: “I accept to be your Valentine.”

——

Bonus:

Once Adeline is teleported, Isabelle is in her bed reading a book. Scrolling through the pages without taking her eyes out. She questions.

“Is Malleus Draconia. Isn’t it?”

“…”

“I hate your unique magic.”

THIS IS SO SWEETSISJKENSKSNSKS AHHHHH I LOVE THIS SO MUCH IM GOING INSANEEEEE

THEY'RE SOOOOO NICE THEY'RE SOOOOO CUTE IM CRYING MALLEUS HAS IMMACULATE RIZZ. IMMACULATE. IT'S SO GOOD. IT'S PERFECT. THE WAY ISABELLE KNOWS THE WAY ADELINE GETS FLUSTERED BOY MALLEUS DOESN'T CARE ABOUT YOUR APPEARANCE HE LOVES YOUUUUUU!!!!!!!!11

[midnightmah07]

Not just about colors

🏷️ tagging: @justm3di0cr3

(A/n: Short scenario but I am proud of how it turned out- Also I think it is a little ooc, idk… I HOPE IS NOT— 😭😭 But anyways, hope you both enjoy it though)

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The girls laid on bed with tiredness in their eyes, long sigh coming out of them two. The day was by far the worst pain in the ass from all days of them in Twisted Wonderland.

“Out of all the overblots…” Daisy begins to speak. “Idia’s was the worst.”

It has been a very long day, if not week or month for the girls of Ramshackle. Idia’s overblot by far it was the most torturous, specially with all the titans. And if not bad enough the trio weren’t magic users and trying to use physical strength and surviving is no such of an easy task, specially with Crowley throwing them around to solve the issues of it all.

“I don’t think I have enough energy to go to my own bed.” Says Emory looking to the ceiling thoughtfully about everything that happened. With Grim laying on her belly making it even harder to stand up and try to walk.

There was only one of the girls that weren’t in the room, and that is: Yuuna. Who was trying new clothes giving for her by Vil as a gift, since Crowley cannot do it himself, neither help. The both have been dating for a little while,  but both Emory and Daisy can confirm how happy is Yuuna, specially since she had a puppy crush on him since the spelldrive episode; for the girls it was a joy to see her like that. 

“Wonder how Yuuna able to be testing the new clothes Vil brought her after today…” Says Emory out loud.

Daisy giggles. “Well, they are only dating for a two months, Vil is love language is definitely gift giving and probably Yuuna is as well. So she must appreciate them dearly.”

“Damn…” 

Whispered Emory to herself, yet, Daisy could hear the cursing, wondering what Emory was suprised about after what she had said.

“What?”

“It’s been so long since when we first arrived… We didn’t knew each other, and bang! Kidnapped.”

Daisy laughed at the description of Emory to when they first arrived; now, so many time has passed and is not even the end of the first year. So much has changed… They’ve made friends, such as, Grim, Ace and Deuce. Emory is dating Riddle, even after so much denial. Daisy is with Ruggie, almost opposites… They are like soulmates! And for the last, Yuuna with Vil, now, that was unexpected, but still they blended in as the sweetest couple so well. The last thing that happened around was the Idia’s overblot, which they prayed to be the last one. 

The silence falls when Yuuna finally comes out both of girls raised their heads to see her going to the big mirror give herself a look. Grim yawns opening his eyes to see a gray haired girl with a dark purple dress with black details that formed roses drawings on the dress bar and the final detailed that is a white pelerine. Yuuna gave a nice twirls with her friends’ faces amazed by the gift. 

“So?” Asks Yuuna with a princess twirl.

Daisy claps her hands together. “It looks perfect on you! Yuuna, you look amazing.” She assured her friend.

“Vil does know how to dress you up.” Complimented Emory her friend who kept her eyes on the mirror. 

“Waah! Did Vil gave this to you, Yuuna?” Asked Grim. “It looks amazing! Wish he would give me pretty clothes like he does to you.”

A soft chuckle comes out of Yuuna as she turns to face her friends, the dressed spins with her with a smooth move.

“I don’t know… I’ve always loved purple so much. But never thought it fits me.” 

Daisy and Emory sit up in bed, with a curious look. Until the blond one speaks first. “Well, I think it looks lovely on you.” Daisy says.

“I mean, you always had the green tones in you. Green and purple are such a beautiful combination, it reminds me of lavender.” Emory speaks.

“Maybe they are just a unexpected combination.”  A smile comes up to Daisy’s face, the bright one, the same one that didn’t showed up a little while in her lips. She was right, purple and green matched surprisingly well, as if belonged together. “I mean, I usually only wore pink and brown because I didn’t thought light blue matched me at all. Just because I used to think yellow and blue weren’t good colors, because I never had tried them together before.” 

Who would’ve guessed that Daisy’s favorite color wasn’t wore because she thought it wouldn’t match her, which it was the extreme opposite, the colors bland together like the skies and the sun, just like soulmates. Grim watches the girls talking about their experiences with different colors.

“What about you, Emory?”

The girl looks to Grim, humming as she thinks, hugging her knees she looks down at her fingers with a final answer.

“I was maybe in denial that red and white are a good combination… Maybe I liked white so much, and neglected red because it wasn’t a color liked, when in reality I did.” Said Emory.

Yuuna smiles at her friend. “I think red and white is just as beautiful as roses covered in snow.”

“Or blood on the snow.” Emory gives a wicked grin, in a jokingly manner.

“Uh-oh, Emo-ry is back.”

Jokes Daisy making both girls laugh in friendly way at Emory who huffs slightly. Yuuna stands up making her way to bathroom to change her outfit again. But she stops by the door.

“Hmm…”

“What is it Yuuna?” Grim worriedly asks.

The girl turns to both of the other three, standing’s on the door frame with her head leaned in it. “It almost feels like we weren’t actually talking about just colors…” 

The silence falls down as the both girls came to think, what was Yuuna talking about? It was a conversation about colors that matched, no?

“Wait…” Emory thinks in further.

“Was she talking about…” Daisy eyes winded in realization.

And Grim let out a surprised noise in understanding of what Yuuna meant. Their favorites colors were specifically unmatched by the signature colors of three other people… And they could only found out it matched by testing it, this time, not talking about colors.

WAIT SJSHSJJSJSJ WAIT THIS IS SO CUTE AND WHOLESOME OH MY GOSH THE MOMENT THEY REALIZED THEIR RELATIONSHIP WITH HOW CERTAIN COLORS MATCHEDWAS LITERALLY THE SAME AS THEIR ACTUAL ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIPS😭😭😭😭

I NEED A MOMENT

THIS IS SO CUTE. HOW DARE YOU WRITE SOMETHING SO CUTE. BARBARA IM GONNA SUE U

[midnightmah07]

I wasn’t prepared enough for what i did. so i am going to make part two. (tomorrow, maybe if you like it)

inspo: My love mine all mine - Mitski

Maybe this was it. Maybe he wasn’t prepared for this to happen, he could gave and have it all. But seeing her so close to that damn mirror… It pained him. So badly, so bad. So this it? Ruggie didn’t had words to make or convince Daisy to stay. He knew it. His lips trembles, his hearts races, his air fells to come out too quick and get in his lungs too slow.

And what does he do? Just stares. Stares at her figure. Fighting any urge to clingy to her.

This was only a high school romance, of course it wouldn’t last. Except that, the only reason it didn’t last is because fate, of some kind wished her to not born in his world. So, when she leaves, that she must to. Couldn’t Daisy stay, with him? A little longer? I mean, what can he offer for her to promise that his side is better than anything she’s ever seen? She will ever have?

What a selfish thought. Ruggie knows, yet, can you really blame him?

Love can make us as puppets of the worse kind. You can’t see, you can’t tell, you can’t break a promise.

“Daisy!”

Ruggie calls her out, she turns around, to clearly see his face. Her ruby eyes watched him through tears instead of following the one cold star that is her destiny.

A smile that hides his pure agony, stays in his face.

“Don’t forget me. Okay?”

No answer came out. She stares to him then to the mirror, no answers could explain what she wanted to say.

(kinda short, but uhm… i am crying, legit WHY DID I DID THIS TO MYSELF⁉️⁉️⁉️)

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO9($!$9$+*+29$*-(#;#8*-$( DAISY TURN AROUND MY LOVE DAISY DAISY NO--

It's ok I'm fine I'm normal.

Barbs u gotta be honest rn how the heck are u reading my mind bc I was literally thinking of what I was gonna do to portray Daisy's inner turmoil about going home or staying. What are u doing. WHAT SORT OF WITCHCRAFT IS THIS⁉️⁉️

This broke my heart, and you captured what these two had to go through perfectly 😭💔 Daisy really wanted to stay, like so badly but because of the abuse she went through (+ bc the mirror said her soul didn't belong there) she really thought she didn't deserve all this happiness and needed to go back😭 you did such a good job, I love this sm, I'm gonna reread this all the time--

[midnightmah07]

the trio bc why not? plus, i know it’s not fully defined fauna x chenya but I wanted to add something about it

It was a rare thing to fights between Leona and Isabelle happened… Well, at least they wouldn’t happen in public like that, of course. After all they have a reputation to behold, but, it shouldn’t be an big problem the were only two people, Fauna and Adeline, who watched the bickering between the arranged fiancés, who mostly acts like divorced old couple, fighted over the… Uhm… What were they even fighting about?

“Shouldn’t we break this fight down? Oh… How I hate seeing them fight.” Fauna gave a sad frown, in Adeline’s side, who looked up tilting her head.

“Break the fight? What- Of course not! This is all a way for them to cover up their feelings. You’ll see.”

The fight only grows hotter and hotter, but Adeline refuses to help or let Fauna do anything, any movement of trying to approach them, Adeline would stop her, insisting they were having a sexual tension moment.

“This is why… This is why you are a selfish prince!” Isabelle steps forward, with red cheeks in anger like a red rose

“Don’t be such a princess! I didn’t wanted this marriage just like you.” Leona would never treat a woman like this, regardless, he had no intentions with that herbivore. He leans aggressively closer to Isabelle’s face who didn’t even bothered with that as she kept arguing with him.

“Adeline, please-“

“-Watch it Fauna.”

Fauna heads turns to see the closeness in both Isabelle and Leona’s face, as if ready to kiss. And she couldn’t help to noticed the gazes of Leona’s eyes from Isabelle’s eyes to her lips, that slowly parted, as they grew in silence. Fauna’s eyes winded understanding that Adeline could read them like a open book, and so she turns to Adeline, leaning down to ask her friend with a curious look.

“Will they kiss?”

But the question immediately broke the atmosphere as both royalty stepped back away from each other. Adeline sighs in deception with Leona leaving without a word, and Isabelle freezed in time, awhile her face was hotter than a summer day.

“Sorry.” Fauna closes her mouth apologizing, as she broke the climax.

“Don’t worry, they’ll eventually do it when we aren’t looking either way.” Adeline pats her taller’s friend back.

Isabelle eyes winded as she furrows her eyebrows. “WE ARE NOT GOING TO KISS!!”

“Maybe not after that, but you did leaned too close to him.” Fauna giggles.

Adeline chuckles as well, covering her mouth, with a sly smile. “I did told you they have sexual tension around them.” With a mischievous jokingly look, Adeline was capable of leaving her friend speechless.

“Don’t think I’ve forgotten you and Malleus.” Isabelle points to her friend, who immediately goes speechless.

Adeline stays quiet before pointing to Fauna. “Fauna has a crush on Che’nya.” Adeline runs away.

Isabelle eyes winded looking slowly up to Fauna who nervously chuckles, shrugging at the situation.

KSODHOEJSSOSHSOS THE TENSION CAN BE CUT WITH A KNIFE. THEY'RE SOOOOOO UGHHHHHHH *FALLS TO THE GROUND DRAMATICALLY*

This is so fun, it's a normal occurrence for Isa and the others everytime NRC and RSA have to stay in the same place😔💔

And Isa will 100% use the Malleus and Chenya card ALL THE TIME it's her only weapon against these two

[midnightmah07]

This is shorter than the usual but hehe having a brainrot on their friendship:

Would he?

Sat in bed the teenager girl tossed her shoes away, with a irritated sigh leaving her. Isabelle took the yellow bow that held her brown hair in a low ponytail away crossing her arms with a frustrated pout.

“I wonder what he did this time.” Adeline says with amused expression and a softly sly chuckle, referring to the friend’s arranged fiancé, who would constantly get in her nerves. Isabelle kept her pout and bothered attitude up. “Oh, come on. Leona is bad, I know. But not that bad!” She hop up into Isabelle’s bed, taking off her shoes and placing them on the floor. “Come on, what is it?”

The deep sigh left Isabelle’s lungs as she looks into Adeline’s brown honey eyes. “Is just…” She moves her hands around as if them spoke for her awhile she tried to find the correct words. “Leona has come to be awfully annoying. Like, usually it would annoy me when he talked. But now, it’s only his presence that annoys me deeply! His words make a knot in my stomach and it gets harder to talk and I just want to punch him-“

“-Oh? Is that it?” Adeline raises her eyebrow, with the small smirk and curious look in her face, with that she had caught Isabelle’s attention to her next words. “Well, there might be a new feeling on you towards him.”

Adeline stands up with a small wink, waiting for Isabelle to understand.

“What are you implying…” The face goes from confusion, to shock, to angry. More to a denial type of anger. She immediately stands up ready to deny everything. “No! You don’t have the right to think I am starting to like Leona as something romantically!”

“When did I said that? Are you assuming what I said or admitting things about yourself? Maybe both?” Adeline’s wide grin stays there awhile her hands in her hips, leaning forward to stay in Isabelle’s level. As the girl just stay there quiet. “Oh, dear. It’s more than okay you feel that towards him.”

“No it’s not! I mean… He is Leona Kingscholar. Let’s be frank, Adeline. When he has ever take something serious?”

Raising her eyebrow Adeline catches immediately on Isabelle’s worries. “Ah, I see. You are considering he might not want you because of your constant bickering, isn’t that?”

Isabelle eyes travel to the floor, as she stays silent, giving her answer through the whisper of the air in the room. She didn’t had to answer, Adeline knew it, as always. “It’s new, quite alarming. I mean, me? Madame Kingscholar? Not even in my best nightmares!” Adeline chuckles of Isabelle’s choice of words. “Who would ever thought this could be?”

“Well, true, that he is no… Uhm… Prince Charming. But, you can’t deny it, Isa… There is something in him, that you didn’t saw before.”

Isabelle turns to the side hugging herself. Adeline’s places her hand in the girl’s shoulder like a caring old sister type of friend. “But do you recall? He was mean and he was coarse and unrefined! But after that night… He’s no longer just that… I mean, he will always and ever be this jerk and bastard, but now he's dear, and so unsure. I wonder why I didn't see that side of him before.”

“Yet…” Adeline makes her way to the window staring down their dorm, with head full of thoughts. “He wouldn’t change from night to day with you without a reason, would he?” She looks to Isabelle, but head still forward to the window.

“I don’t know, would he?”

KICKING MY BLANKET GIGGLING BLUSHING-- THIS IS SO CUTE AHHHH THE WRITING BEING THE SAME THING AS THE LYRICS FROM THE BEAUTY AND THE BEAST SONG THIS IS SO GOOD AAAHSHISJWDOXJDNNEOXNDNEIDJEKNSJXI

HOLD U TIGHTLY SHAKES YOU VIOLENTLY BARBARAAAAAAAAAAA THUS IS SO LOVELY TYSM I ADORE THIS AND OH MY GOSH I LOVE ADELINE SHE'S WONDERFUL AND PERFECT I ADORE THEM

[midnightmah07]

something stupid, frank sinatra (A/n: *sighs* okay I will talk about them…😒)

To be a hopeless romantic like Grace is to hide that fact from everyone, but herself. She would expend sleepless nights awake watching romantic movies, writing love letters for when she finds the one, have a diary about past crushes, plot her own future wedding daydreaming about it constantly and hoping to finally get to meet her soulmate. But, of course is all just a silly dream. What a stupid dreamer Grace is… Yet, this is her. Hoping one day she could love without shame and give all the long suffering of a bleeding lonely soul and a broken heart.

“Grace.” Perse calls the attention of the beastwoman who hiss like a scarey cat. “Tulip, you’ve been quiet this whole day! You haven’t spoken a word.”

“Are you okay?” The Heartslabyul junior, Cater asks with worry in his voice.

The thing is, Grace fell in love with the worst person for her not to feel ashamed to admit it… Floyd Leech, the troublesome Octavinelle student who would constantly tease her and make her furious. She hates him! But… Her boiling blood makes her heart aggressively aches in her chest, making Grace’s cheek warm as the sun. She hates him, she really hoped she could at least.

”I am, don’t need to worry you both.” Says Grace after sighing and looking away.

Perse and Cater exchange looks. “Tulip, you sure? You don’t look like-“

“-I am fine.” Grace rudely replies before eyes winded and she looking away. “I am sorry, it’s complicated… I don’t want to talk about it.”

Both of the juniors look at each other but remaining quiet since they knew they couldn’t push her boundaries to speak. The silence became noticeable in the table until a loud voice was heard across the room.

“Pea puffer!” Said Floyd, running to squeeze the poor beastwoman, who instantly gasped seeing his silhouette marching towards her at full speed. “Can you leave this guppies? Come with me, ne? Won’t you?”

Sighing Cater didn’t knew how to help his friend, specially after the eel attacked her by squeezing her limbs… Perse, whatsoever, notices something different from Grace’s usual glance at Floyd.

“Yes, Floyd. You may borrow her.” Confirmed Perse.

“You traitor…” Grace gasps as Floyd already takes her away from the table in a blink of eyes with a maniac laugh.

“Eh… Why would you do that?”

Cater looks in shook to his friend, specially since knowing how dangerous duo is Floyd and Grace together. And in answer Perse just shrugs, pretending to not know.

In Grace’s head would sound stupid to even think, but he didn’t let go of her hand in none of the moments as he drag her down the school. “Shouldn’t you be with Azul? Or your brother?” Grace asks with a frown trying to keep up with Floyd, awhile using the other hand to lift a bit her skirt to not trip over… His legs were too long, how on sevens she would be able to keep up with him like that?

“Azul still recovering from the overblot, pea puffer. And Jade… I don’t know, I was just wondering where you were.” Floyd shrugs. “But he is probably at the club right now.”

Grace felt her cheeks warming up she was left speechless by a single phrase. He didn’t minded where Jade is because he wanted to be or see her first? Sometimes is to be wondered if he does on purpose.

He goes the far as he can to a quiet place where usually is not that frequent to other students, how he knows that place? Is the place where usually Grace goes to read her romantic books so she wouldn’t get caught by anyone and have them making fun. When he stops walking he twirls around Grace, having her almost falling back if it wasn’t Floyd to caught her with a smirk upon his face.

Grace can’t even react, their faces are close, he is holding both of her hands, the place is quiet enough to only hear her heartbeat. When he puts her back on her feet instead of letting her fall she covers her belly by feeling the butterflies in her stomach.

“Why did you do that?” She tries her best to not stutter and look into his eyes.

“Because I can. Duh.” He snickers.

There is the moment where Grace wish she fell head over heels for anyone else, but Floyd Leech. She didn’t minded falling in love, she just wished it wasn’t him. He is the person that she is most scared of having to be wrapped around his fingers.

“Pea puffer!” Whines Floyd at the silence. “You are quiet! I wanted to see you more angry than that.” He huffs.

“I-“ She can’t get angry when it feels good.

“What? Cat got your tongue?” He laughs getting his face even closer to hers.

And then she goes and spoil it all by saying somethin' stupid like, "I like you.” Grace speaks softly without thinking straight. It was the first thing to pop in her mind, and she actually said it. The shock on Floyd’s face was indescribable… true. But now no time to turn back. Because it still is the truth for her. “It pains me, so much. Because, I don’t think you’ll consider my feelings and I want to believe is not true but than you tease me and make fun of me… I am lost! I need anything as a confirmation to what you feel, Floyd. Anything. A slap, a hate letter, a hug-”

Sealing their lips together, Floyd places his hands on the side of her cheeks leaning in to be at least partially the same height as her for the kiss to work, Grace placed her hands in his wrist unsure of how to react, she closes her eyes enjoying the feeling of his mouth pressed against hers, as the fireworks built inside of her and exploded in pure happiness.

When she goes back to talk she whispers, “A kiss work as well…” Grace looks to his lips then his eyes, who expression were clearly mixed. And that made Grace tensed.

“I…” He is struggling. Floyd knows and is well aware of his mood swings, he hates them. But he doesn’t know how to not hurt her with his words, be honest of how he feels and still look like his interested in her, because this feelings are overwhelming and he doesn’t know how to react them. He looks away standing up from his leaned back posture, covering his mouth he says: “I like you too.”

If he could he would have to practice every day, to find some clever lines to say after the awkward silence and to make the meaning come true, but maybe he will wait and not ruin the moment specially with the evening getting late and having to spend time alone with her. The shine of her eyes are like Sapphires, she shyly takes both of his hands with and serious expression, standing on tip toes he leans forward and kiss him again.

Once the kiss breaks, Floyd wraps his arms around Grace’s body tightly, lifting her up and twirling her around like a princess with loud giggles. He was enchanted by the simple fact of her being there and saying that to him… Maybe Floyd can’t verbalize like Grace, maybe he knows he has a lot to learn but at least he knows is not something stupid.

They fall into the grass with her on top of him kissing one more time his lips.

WAIT THIS IS SO GOOD???? HELLO???? WHAT???????? FLOYCE MY BELOVEDS????

IM SO KSNSKSJKSN($("+2(2!# I LOVE ALL OF THIS AND OH MY GOSH I LOVE FRANK SINATRAAAAAAAAA I NEED TO LISTEN TO THIS SONG I THINK I ONLY HEARD THE VIRAL TIKTOK PART

THIS IS SO. UGH. ALSO. GRACE, CATER AND PERSE BEING THAT TRIO. THEY'RE THE MEAN GIRLS PEOPLE IT'S THEM‼️‼️ THEY'RE THAT FRIEND GROUP

Also also I love love how u gave Grace the nickname "Tulip" bc I low-key need like a chart for my friends's ocs and what flowers they associate with them😭😭 THANK U FOR MAKING MY LIFE EASIER. AND I TOTALLY SEE GRACE AS A TULIP

Perse knowing what's up......... She's so perceptive and smart despite being so closed off and ignoring her feelings I. Love my girl

ALSO ALSO ALSO THIS PART SPECIFICALLY:

I HATE IT HERE

I feel like if Floyd genuinely liked and fell in love with someone he would be a bit worried if it was a mood swing of his. Like I know Floyd isn't one to overthink he just goes with his instincts but with someone he cares so deeply I believe he would pause for a moment to think and that would be soooo freaking sad like ugh. IT'S FINE IT'S NOT A MOOD SWING GO GET YOUR GIRL

[midnightmah07]

I AM HERE!! This isn't agnsty, but kinda cute, so yea :DD (Kalim and Perse, wait for it the agnst will be coming back very soon):

Ortho looks up to his older brother, the mechanical engineers trying to figure out what Idia wants. “Can I be of service, Idia?”

“Do you know who this user is?” He showed his ipad screen with the user of a player, who gave some precious items in the game. 

The young one takes the ipad scanning the information using the wifi data. After a silence moment, Ortho nods, giving the ipad back to Idia’s shaky hands. A wonder of what would he plan to do with this information “Yes.”

“She gave me these insanely good items. I don't understand. Do you know who she is?” 

“It’s Perse.” The shadow lapis blue of Idia hair turns into a pink, his body can’t even shake, since he is entirely frozen in place. “Idia?” He barely moves, then a rush of shivers were send down his spine as a shock of reality. “Did your circuits got overwhelmed?” The quietness takes over the place, as Idia backs away making his way to his room. Ortho figured it out it was better to let him be alone.

Idia has his hair full on the pink, like the bush on his pale (not longer that pale, though), he sits face to computer turning it on. He takes a deep breath, fidgeting with his fingers and the sleeves of his hoodie. Opening the game, opening the chat, writing and deleting the message. Her off-line icon goes to the online one, as he stop typing immediately.

“Just a moment.” She types on the chat he raises his eyebrow, as he noticed a request to turn on his mic for her, his hair changing to blue with pink tips. He accepts it. “Won't you play the game with me, Idia?”

“You... you knew along it was me?” He asks through the mic of his computer.

“But of course. You were the smartest guy to play these games. And playing alone in boring. So, I thought tonight I will have an adventure. I will make the acquaintance to play with the distinguished Idia Shroud.” She chuckles slyly but it trails off for a nervous cough. “That doesn’t make me your friend.” 

The hitched breath was heard from him, but he managed to ask: “H-how do you know it was me?” 

“It was not difficult to find out.” She chuckles. 

“What do you mean?”

“I saw you playing the game on the stairs one day on your phone, plus, you had zero interactions with other players.” She said that with no actual bad intention, even so, he hides his face under his hands even thought, she can’t even see his face.

“Why did you gave such rare items?”

“I had extras, I’ve been playing it since the beta version. Why so many questions? Are you angry?”

“No, I-I am not angry.” “If yo-you wanted to play with… Me.” He can’t help but smile, even though he doesn’t believe she wouldn’t mind playing with him, someone like him… Maybe she is doing her servant job or whatever. “I can only be uhm… Greatful? I mean, you will play with me, won't you, Perse?”

“I shall be delighted.”

SOBS IT'S THEMMMMM

Idia being a trainwreck while talking to Perse is so accurate and funny that boy cannot utter a WORD near her😭😭😭

I love that I could recognize the audio from this little story as well, it's different from the original but similar enough that you can tell what it is! I love it very much🥹💙

[midnightmah07]

Guess who's back, I am your best nightmare and worst dream 😈😈

"I love you, and I believe you love me." Kalim told Jeanne... No, he told himself that, he wanted to believe that, maybe if he believed that, she would as well.

The issue was her spiral thoughts spinning on her mind, she wanted to convince herself that she didn't fell the same towards him, after all the first reason she searched him for, was the money.

"You're quite wrong. This has been only an adventure to me." She says her confident was a sheep in wolf's clothing, simply not real. Jeanne would think she is toughth, she needs to feel it, to not surrender to her feelings.

"That isn't true, Jeanne."

"It is true. You smiled at me, I was flattered. It was an adventure for a holiday mood." It was a dicussion to see who wanted to giving in, giving of each other, giving of their ownselves.

"You may as well take my heart, Jeanne. It's already full of you. You walked into it the day we met." Kalim asks her and himself outloud. "You're best if I'm… What, isn't any man who falls in love? Do you know what you are to me? You're something to believe in again. You're a type of person that had ceased to exist for me. A fine and honest woman."

Shallowing the dry, her hands trembled against each other, she looked to the floor and back to him trying to remain her posture.

"Oh, Kalim, you're such a child. Take your foolish little dream in your heart and go. Please go." She feels him holding gently her wrist, such a warm heart touching moment... But, not yet, she can't simply accept it.

"What is it? What's wrong, my dear?" Worriedly he asks asks, even if Kalim already knew the answer for it.

"You know nothing about me. You've known me only three weeks."

"Jeanne, I've known you all my life."

"All your life?" She looks to him unsure, doubting his feelings, more than he did in the past. But, oh, did his eyes said it all.

"It's true. I've seen you in a thousand plays. Read you in as many books." He takes her other hand, hoping she would see how he sees. "When I've heard beautiful music, I've thought she'd like that." He gives a breathless chuckle, was she worth his money? Maybe. Was she worth him? That's a question where she can go on for hours... But, how can he stay away? "I've looked at flowers and known that one day I'd give them to you."

"Oh, stop, stop. You must listen to me. I'm not that woman. Perhaps I was once, but I'm not now." She looks to his eyes, seeing nothing but hope, pain and love, the strongest, yet the most weird... How can he still find her so endearing? "You see, you were wrong. You can't trust me."

(literally they are so dangerously yours' agnst coded, i love it)

STOP THIS MADE MY HEART BREAK INTO TINY PIECES IM DEVASTATED IM SO SAD

HOW DARE U MAKE ME CRY (pls continue) NEVER HURT MY BABIES AGAIN (pls hurt them actually I love seeing Jeanne x Kalim angst)

No pls whoever this guy from Dangerously Yours is he is SOOOOO KALIM CODED. Every single thing you pick for Kalim to say sounds exactly like what he would actually say to Jeanne, it's so them🥺

[midnightmah07]

𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬 (angst to sisterly moment between Daisy and Anneliese, why not?)

In Daisy's perspective, Anneliese was an interesting individual. Meanwhile people like Rook would constantly bash out generous comments on how kind-hearted, was the red-headed gal, even Trey would say Daisy failed to see that side of their view. habitually folded her arms, casting irritated glances at Daisy and even mean to rude comments during the whole VDC group preparation; at a certain point, the blonde would feel hurt by such attitude.

Asking for her friends help they all came into the conclusion, "You need to talk with her, Daisy." Initially, it appeared simple, but unfortunately, it turned out to be the opposite. Everytime Daisy attempted to engage Anneliese in conversation, Anneliese promptly withdrew, as if Daisy's presence beside her was a burden or just an annoying aura in general, something of the sort.

"I can't believe it! You still haven't talk to her, perfect?" Exclaimed Ace. "Are you a wimp or what?"

"Don't talk to henchuman like that!"

He throws his hands to the air flabbergasted or even disappointed by Daisy's coward attitude. Sure, she fought overblots as if it was no big deal. However, when faced with the need to confront something that has been troubling her, Daisy finds herself hesitant to take action, backing away instead. Chicken out! Like the Adeuce duo said.

"Calm down, Ace and Grim," Deuce says pulling his friend back to the sit. Last thing being heard was Grim's huff. "Daisy, you only have the obligation to confront her because is something that has been bothering you. If it wasn't you could-"

Deuce falls silent, his voice tapering into a whisper, leaving a palpable silence lingering in the cafteria, the same expression on Ace's face with lips parted, confusion and eyes winded. Both Daisy and Grim turn to see what was behind their backs; Ruggie was there, with his hand on the shoulder of no one else no one other than Anneliese. Who would look at the floor, avoiding eye contact.

"I think there's someone who needs to talk to you, Daisy." Said Ruggie, his expression serious at a point it was kinda scary to others at the table.

Daisy rises to her feet with a sweat drop falling off her forehead.  The small cat-like Grim stands up to follow Daisy, but Anneliese steps in front of him, blocking his path.

"Alone."

Anneliese nods toward Daisy, silently signaling for her to follow, which the blonde instantly does so, without questioning too much. Even with the awkward silence, Daisy kept quiet until Anneliese stops at a quiet hall, Ace and Deuce lead Daisy to a secluded spot, a quiet sanctuary away from the bustle where few people venture. Anneliese takes a deep breath still not looking into the shorter one's face, but when she releases the sigh she says.

"I am... So sorry." Daisy stayed silent as the Trahine sister began to apologize. She turns to Daisy, eye full with tears. "It may sound impossible to forgive me, I would say... Specially with the way I treated you all this days." Anneliese hand was placed in her heart. "I was childish. I must admit. And I could only see it when I was called out."

The silence falls gently between them both, Daisy could say she was surprise by such a heartfelt apology. Sounded quite genuine. Maybe she would finally able to see the side Rook would always talk about with her for once in Anneliese. Specially if she could the girl to open up.

"But," Daisy finally was able to speak, as Anneliese teared up. "Why did you do it?"

"Couldn't you see? I was jealous."

Daisy eyes winded in shock. "Jealous?" Gasped Daisy confused, stunned. "Jealous of what, if you mind me asking?"

Anneliese chuckled softly, uncertain whether Daisy was simply pretending to be innocent or if she truly was that way.

"My mother always told me that looks count for everything. And you are just so..." Anneliese starts to fidget with her fingers. "You are beautiful, Daisy. And I envy you for it."

That's how the hard shell of Anneliese broke and shattered into pieces. Daisy understands why now Anneliese felt jealous this whole time; it seems like she's spent her entire life believing that beauty is the most important thing. However, Daisy knows all too well that true value goes beyond mere appearance.

"Look at me, if I weren't so clumsy and plain... I don't know, maybe I wouldn't had treated you that badly." She cleans her tears with the sleeve of her jacket.

"Oh, Anneliese," Daisy puts a hand in the girl's shoulder. "You are beautiful as well."

"You are just saying that." Anneliese says with a sad smile looking to the floor.

"I am truly speaking the truth." Daisy pouted, wearing a look of pity on her face. It was as if all the mirrors Anneliese had ever gazed into were shattered, preventing her from ever truly seeing her own reflection. "I meant it, so I will repeat it. You are beautiful, Anneliese."

The tears stopped to fall from Anne's cheek as she looks to meet Daisy's gaze.

"I am sorry. You are so kind, even though I've treated you-"

"-You don't need to worry about it." After all, all that Daisy worried was that she did something that offended Anneliese. She was glad to see that Rook and Trey after all were right about Anneliese, guess never judge a book by it's cover could be set in multiple occasions. "Now, I mean... If you need someone to eventually or in the future to talk to. I will be here." Offered kindly Daisy.

Anne smiles cleaning the tears again. "I will be saying the same." She extends her other hand offering a hand shake.

Which Daisy gladly took it, shaking the hand of the ginger girl.

"Also, may I ask you something?"

"I don't see why not-"

"-Are you and Rook a thing or...?"

There was a silence.

"Ew." Said Anne.

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I JUST– *EXPLODES*

I love that Ruggie was the one to bring Anneliese to her so they could talk, my man is not letting ANYONE mistreat his girl not on his watch😤 but also they're talk is so sincere and so cute😭 it's funny too!! Considering Daisy herself has image issues because her stepmother always told her she was ugly! So I feel like they can resonate in that, and Daisy would 100% mean it when she says Anneliese is beautiful 🥺

Also that small tidbit of Grim defending Daisy..m they're so :(( I love them, this made me so soft I'm gonna cry

[midnightmah07]

After a certain overblot incident, little Romeo and Juliet were known for having one and other to sneak out into their schools, but mostly, Malleus was the one to sneak into Adeline’s room.

Deeply inside Isabelle was happy, and tried to ignore Adeline and Malleus in the next door, but the feeling of being a third wheel has been annoying her more than it should, she is truly happy for them, but something, made her wish it was herself in Adeline’s shoes, but not with Malleus. Someone else, whom she doesn’t have a clue of who.

A knock on the door late night was heard, as Adeline drags herself to open it. “Isabelle, I’ve told you I didn’t edit any Leona and your pictures kissing.” The sleep voice of Adeline mutters, with bed hair and eyes half closing.

“That’s not what I am here for.” Isabelle comes inside to find a 202cm tall dragon, laying in the bed of Adeline hoping she would come back for cuddle, as Adeline closes the door, Isabelle relistens to what her friend had said. “You did what?”

“Just told you I didn’t.” The fae sits in bed with Malleus hugging her waist.

Isabelle sighs shaking her head. “Alright, this is what I came to talk about. Adeline you can’t have Malleus sneaking into your room everyday!”

“He doesn’t sneak out everyday, I also sneak out to his room.” Adeline yawns, petting Malleus behind his ear. Even though, Isabelle was right, Adeline can’t exactly say her friend should act like that, specially in the middle of the night… I mean, what has gotten into her? “Wait…” Adeline leans slightly forward. “You are jealous!”

Standing up Adeline repeat her words with Isabelle looking at her with a disbelieve expression. “Me? Jealous? Why so, Adeline?” Isabelle acted with a cocky confidence.

“Because you wanted it to be you and Leona!” Malleus eyes shoot wide open at the name. “Poor, man child… You like Kingscholar?” He whispers sitting straight up in bed.

“No! Of course not—”

“—Duh!” Adeline says face palming. “She may never admit it. But we all, know-”

Isabelle takes a pillow from Adeline’s couch throwing on her face muffling the girl from speaking any further. Malleus started to speak up about the situation.

“Well, I do think you should overcome this.”

“Huh?” Both girls said in union with the confusion being by far the most loud feeling.

“Personally, I think Leona is a selfish guy, who can hardly have respect when upon others he doesn’t treat them with it…”

Malleus kept talking but it fell into Isabelle’s deaf ears, as a sudden rush of need to defend Leona spoke louder.

“Is not like that!” Malleus stops talking, as Isabelle raises her voice. “For the most sometimes may be true at first glance, Leona is pretty respectful, and even though he acts rudely, he isn’t an monster, he is just someone who takes time and time to actually be genuine, and yes this may be a big flaw of him, but he is trying to overcome and show more his feelings through words rather than just actions and—”

“Yes, you do indeed like him.”

Isabelle immediately eats her words when she sees the sly smile in Malleus’ face and a surprised Adeline on her front proud of his strategy to see Isabelle defending Leona.

“Well… I-” She looks between Adeline and Malleus, Malleus and Adeline. Her stubbornness is speaking louder. But she can’t deny the fact (at least not mentally) that she does indeed, defends Leona as if she had feelings for him… Not exactly that she didn’t. “I… I will just go to sleep, I have a meeting about the engagement.”

She furrows her eyebrows, not in a mad way, but more of a “is it really it?”. As she leaves Adeline’s room in wonder.

The thought of her getting jealous was by far already ridiculous, now, her getting jealous because she wished it was her and Leona was an absurd! It couldn’t make less of sense. Sure, they solved most of things during time, and of course, after his overblot Isabelle started to care more for him… And whenever he was close she felt butterflies, or when they fought over chess and he came apologizing make her smile… But that didn’t meant anything, right? Sure a thing.

Isabelle heads spins at the thought as she falls into deep sleep, where his face is there like a burning memory and a small desire. But because of that, Isabelle refused to get any sleep. Her eyes would close? Not on her watch. Stay awake! Stop thinking of that idiot lion.

“Isabelle.”

He is stupid, doesn’t make any sense, her falling for him.

“Isabelle!”

Then her mind once again started to come back to reality…

“Isabelle!!”

Isabelle eyes shoot wide open with Leona in her side glaring angrily at her. Before a cocky smirk showing in his face as his face leans closer to her. Isabelle was so tired from staying up all night, that her actions were lazier than ever. “What? Decided to switch places with me for one day?”

Rolling her eyes back, a soft small yawn left her mouth. “I just couldn’t get any sleep.” She put her hands in her face trying to not fall back sleep.

Leona’s face had a hint of worried, but it wasn’t fully shown. “How so? Are you okay?”

Ugh, those damn butterflies.

“Yes, I am.”

She quickly answers her face growing slightly red as she looks to the side. Hoping Falena and her dad would finish their meeting fast as possible so they can enter the room.

But the damn smirk on Leona’s face turns in to a grin as he sees her face in vivid red like a rose.

“Is that so? Don’t you think you perhaps have a fever.” He teases slightly. “Your face is all red.”

Isabelle’s lips parted and eyes winded in shock, normally she would kick his ass or scold at him; but her heart, not brain, her heart was telling her not to do so. Yet, her brain was on the power in that moment.

“Stop acting like you care, lion.” She furrows her eyebrows with a pout, her eyes traveling to look to the side and not directly at him.

“I do.”

Isabelle’s laugh made it sound ingenue, as she mocks him. “Oh, surely you do. And I am going to be the Queen!” She laughs now, but when he grabs her chin it cools down.

“I do care, brush eater.”

“Brush eater?! Seriously? Can you get any less mature?”

He chuckles letting her chin go, with the same smirk. “Of course I can. At least, different from you, I don’t have the size of a kid.”

She gasps at the absurd. “You take that back—!”

Her phrase was cutoff by Leona grabbing her waist and holding her up to be taller than him, he laughs at her heartbeating vividly knocking her chest.

“Just like I’ve said, the height as one…” His eyes turn into a vexer tone, but they soft back up seeing her in his arms.

He feels himself pulling her closer, as she just stares at him with a feeling, that may not be exactly known for each other, but she stares with him with pure love.

He pulls her closer, as her hands placed down his shoulder, his lips touching her. But when the hunger hits, he pulls her into a full kiss.

They stay like that for a few seconds until Leona pulls her away, holding her like a dog, to stay in the same height as him. The silence breaks when Isabelle says.

“C-Can you put me down? This is embarrassing…”

“Right, yeah, sure. No worries.”

He lets her go, placing her down gently. When both of them turned away, Leona simply smiled as if he own a hard game and he is staring at the screen “Victory”. Awhile Isabelle tried to process everything, and what she is supposed to say or do.

A hand touched her shoulder. She turns to his direction unsure of what he’ll do. When he gets very closer to her face.

“I will forever hate you.” Isabelle confirms.

“You promise?” Leona asks.

Leaning in again for another kiss. She may say the opposite; But from there, she doesn’t want to leave.

(A/n: My interpretation of their first kiss muhehhe + THIS IS LONG AS FUCK HOLY SHIT.)

THE BEST STORIES ARE LONG GOODNESS SAKE THIS GAVE ME BUTTERFLIES IT MADE ME ALL GIDDY

LITERALLY THE CUTEST FREAKING THING EVER ISABELLE THE TSUNDERE THAT YOU ARE💙💙💙💙💙💙💙 LEONA BEING ALL HAPPY AND STUPID BC THEY KISSES LMAPSJSOSJSOJXOSNW💙💙💙💙💙💙

ADELINE AND MALLEUS IN THE BEGINNING AHHHHH THEY'RE SO CUTE OH MY GOSH I NEED THEM TO ADOPT ME LIKE RN IT'S IMPORTANT (I'm a grown ass woman)

Girlie this was so good sheesh I'm gonna be rereading this everytime before I go to bed- ALSO SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO RESPOND I WAS WATCHING A MOVIE WITH MY MOM WHILE MY PHONE CHARGED

[midnightmah07]

if you all cry, it’s mah’s fault, she gave me the idea 😘

(Time set to the second year of RSA)

Isabelle knew her friend Adeline had some weirds thoughts about her and Leona, even tho, Isabelle would only talk shit about him. It was not even like Adeline likes Leona, she hated him! She hated his guts, just as much as Isabelle did, but if so, why… Why. Adeline had created a fan club for her friend and the guy both of the disliked? Just because they were fiancées?! It didn’t made a bit of sense!

“Adeline, I ordered you to take this stuff down!” Isabelle says with an angry tone… Which it did resemble with a certain redhead for Heartsbyul, but anyway-

A chuckle left the lips of Adeline, with a sly expression and vixen eyes. “Oh, don’t be like that, Isa! Is just a joke.”

“Just a joke? Now, be serious for once. The ‘joke’ of you sitting in the hallway with a huge ‘Leona and Isabelle’s fan club’s sign, went a little far hasn’t it?” The brown haired girl cross her arms, angrily stomping her feet on the floor like a child. “It’s an arranged marriage. So, as your housewarden, I ordered you to take it off.”

“And as someone taller than you, I say, no.” Adeline grins standing up from the wooden chair. Isabelle furrow her eyebrows, making Adeline shamelessly laugh. “I am joking, Isa! Don’t give me that look.” Isabelle rolls her eyes but she couldn’t help to chuckle as well.

“A shame tho, the one member that I got will be very sad.” The smile in Adeline’s face faded gently, and with a sigh, called Isabelle’s attention.

“Who is this one member?”

The silence hanged by, only Adeline taking off the decoration she did for the arranged fiancés. And the silence made Isabelle wonders again… But with no answer, she could only hope it wasn’t the person who the think it is.

“Adeline, who is it?”

Adeline refused to look into Isabelle’s eyes. But after a deep breath, that coldly ran through her lungs, she says: “It’s Neige.”

And the cold hard silence comes back with only one word and a name. A name that could make Isabelle’s heart shiver.

“Look, Isa… I know, how much you like him. But with this silly puppy crush and you never talking about it, you just fool yourself.”

Adeline may not exactly be the best with words, but her actions, like her putting a reassuring hand in Isabelle’s shoulder and making eyes contact, spoke louder that what she was saying.

And what Adeline meant was: She needed to tell Neige. Isabelle needed confess to him, even it meant a rejection.

With that, once classes waited, Isabelle waited in front of Neige’s classroom, butterflies spreading and a sour feeling in her guts. (a/n: HA! Olivia Rodrigo/j)

Taking a deep breath, she stepped up entering as everyone else left except for Neige, who just posted a picture in Magicgram.

“Neige… I need to talk to you.” Isabelle says looking but head down.

“Oh? Isabelle, yes? What is it?”

He gives a sweet smile that made her cheeks flush in red. She doesn’t want to do it, but she needs to, it will make her feel better, I mean, what are the chances he would reciprocate?

“Neige… I like you, a lot.”

“Oh… I kinda knew.” He looks awkwardly away, and that’s the moment where she regrets opening her mouth. “I am sorry, Isabelle, you are an amazing person and even better friend… But, I don’t feel the same.”

Isabelle silently stayed there. “Sevens, thanks for telling me. I am sorry about this.”

“No need to apologize, it’s not like you did something bad.” Neige tries to put a hand on Isabelle’s shoulder but then she notices the tears running down her face and gives up. He gives a sad smile. “I will leave you alone…”

He leaves his classroom, with Isabelle cleaning her tears, felt like a relieving felling hit her in the most painful way.

Isabelle that night stayed outside her room in the balcony, she told Adeline once she felt better she would go back to her room.

“Look who is crying.” But the voice who said it it wasn’t Adeline, it was actually the least person she expected.

“Go away, Leona.” She clears her eyes full of tears.

“Don’t be like that, at least I wasn’t the one who-“ A shoe hits his head, turning back to see with an furious glare. He growls, rolling eyes and sitting on her side on the floor.

The silence soon strikes in, as the only thing to hear was Isabelle’s cry. “Oh, be serious.” She turns her head to the lion’s voice. “You can’t possibly be sad about that guy!”

“He was different!” Isabelle argued against Leona’s stupid logic.

“Please.”

“He was honest… And-and… Sweet.” Isabelle looks sadly to her front.

“He’s a guy!”

“Besides, he is better than you would ever treat me! He understood me, Neige never made fun of me or treated me the way you do. Sevens! How I wished he was the one I got an arranged marriage with.”

Leona now felt his heart heavy. Always an choice, never the chosen. Growling under his breath his eyes snapped towards her. “Well, I treat you like this because, I didn’t wanted to marry you! Not even that I have own free will to choose!”

“And you thought, I wanted this?!” Leona instantly shallow his words. “You are a lazy, selfish beastman, who only do what he thinks it’s better for you! I don’t know why you even came here!”

Isabelle says cleaning again the tears falling. As Leona looked with her in disbelief. He looks down, and words that would always be inside her throat finally went out.

“I’m sorry. I cam here because I wanted to see how you were doing.” Isabelle laughs out loud as if it was true what someone like him was saying. “Laugh all you want, I know I am not the one to ask for trust.” He gives looking to w side with crossed arms, as Isabelle’s laugh died down, she noticed him, speaking the truth for once with her, being genuine. “I won’t stop being a pain in your ass, that’s my job… But, I mean, I can be less annoying.”

He looks to her, her eyes were gentle, as the stars made them brighter than ever. His lips parted, furrowing his eyebrows. “Stop… Stop looking at me like that.”

“Like what?”

She tilts her head in confusion, and Leona knew he would be able to explain without getting embarrassed.

“Forget it.” He looks away, standing up. “Just… Don’t…” Taking a deep breath he speaks more stern this time. “Neige isn’t the one who needs to be your only love, if her rejected you, it is probably because you deserve better anyway.”

She stares at him as he leaves without any other words.

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AHHHHHHHH??????????????? AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THIS WAS SO SLSHDOSHSISBSKZHSOHSKSJSODIS

IT WAS JUST THE AMOUNT OF ANGST AND FLUFF I NEEDED💙💙💙💙✨✨✨✨💥💥💥🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

HER GETTING REJECTED NEIGE KNOWING SHE LIKES HIM :(((( OFC HE KNEW SHE WOULD BE SO OBVIOUS ABOUT LIKING HIM😭😭

Leona and Isabelle's interaction was so cute and so canon oh my Gosh HER THROWING AT SHOE AT HIM I CHOKED KSJDOSJEKSN

Also Leona always feeling like the second choice oh my GOSH IT HURTS SM. UGH. His little pep talk to Isabelle was so sweet tho!! Genuinely think this made Isa see him in a new light :((

Also the little Hercules reference LSNDKDJKSJDKS STAWP I LOVED THAT

"Stop looking at me like that." "Like what?" CANON. CANOOOOOON SO CANON UGH.

Barbs I love u I love your writing MWAH