#Idia Shroud Oneshot

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Reverse Proposal ~ *Idia Shroud*

Summary: Ortho informs you of Idia's idea to propose to you. As sweet as the thought is, you thought you would be the one to propose first. So you decide to put your plan into action that night...

Pairing: Idia Shroud X Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluffy Oneshot

Word Count: 1311

Warning: Post-Graduation

Masterlist

Taglist: @savanaclaw1996 @goseew

Ortho was concerned about his big brother, which was never a good sign. You knew he was worried when he asked you to meet with him on short notice. Your concern grew when you saw him pacing his room and trying to find the right words to say to you.

“Look, Ortho, dear, if it’s bad news, just tell me fast, like ripping off a band-aid.” You tried to assure him, though you weren’t sure you could handle bad news.

He paused. “I think Idia wants to propose to you.”

You blinked in shock. Well this was certainly an unexpected turn of events. Sure, you and Idia had been dating for several years, both at Night Raven and post-graduation. But you didn't think he'd be the one to want to propose. You kind of just figured that would fall to you, which you were more than okay with. 

As you sat there thinking over Ortho's words, your silence only elevated his sense of worry.

"At least that's what I think." He explained. "But with how he's been acting recently, I'm almost certain he wants to propose. He's been talking about his love for you more often and I've seen him look at jewelry store websites. From my research, those are all sign's that someone wants to propose to their significant other."

“Ortho.” You say with a soft smile. “I planned on proposing to him.”

His eyes widened with shock before crinkling in the corners as he smiled. "Really?! Oh, that makes me so happy to hear! You and big brother Idia deserve each other!"

You giggled at his excitement and pulled a small box out of your pocket to show him the engagement band you  purchased a couple days ago. “See? I picked it out myself. Do you think he'll like it?”

He nodded eagerly. "Oh, he'll love it! It's very pretty! I'm so excited to have you as my sister-in-law!"

With warm cheeks, you nodded. “That is, if you’ll have me.”

“Of course! Big Brother Idia really cares for you and never stops talking about you!” He explained before quickly adding, “And I like you too, of course.”

You chuckled and patted the top of his head, much to his pleasure. “That's good to hear, Ortho. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go propose to your brother.”

“Be prepared for tears.” Ortho nodded all matter-of-fact like. "He is sure to cry a river as long as the River Styx from your proposal."

You laughed and nodded. You had no doubt Idia was going to cry. But you didn't mind. You were just excited to finally propose to him.

It surprisingly didn’t take you long to get a plan together on how to go about your proposal. You wanted to keep things simple, sweet, and all about him. You didn't want to overwhelm him more when was already going to be emotional. A nice dinner at home with all his favorite foods sounded like just the way to go. And then you would slide the ring across the table, pop the question, and boom! You two would be engaged!

You got butterflies just thinking about it!

As you were cooking in the kitchen, you heard a soft knock on the wall. There was Idia, smiling sweetly at you. "I'm home."

You returned his smile. "How was your day, dearest?"

He shrugged and watched you cook. "It was fine. And yours?"

"Not too bad."

"What are you making?"

You smile at the food on the stove, trying to ignore the butterflies in your stomach. “Your favorite.”

"Oh, really?" He sounded surprised. "Is today a special occasion? Did I forget an anniversary?!"

You chuckle and shake your head. "No, I just felt like doing something special for you. Is that alright?"

He smiled widely and nodded. "That's more than alright. Thank you, my love. Thank you very much."

"You're very welcome." You press a kiss to his cheek, making his hair burn red. "Do you mind setting the table? I'm almost done here."

He nodded and before too long, you were both eating and enjoying each other’s company at your little dining table. Of course Idia complimented your cooking, saying it was the best thing he’s ever eaten in his entire life. You listened to him talk about his day and he listened to you talk about yours. In the back of your head, you were squealing about the sweet domesticity of the moment and how the two of you would soon be doing this for the rest of your lives.

You couldn’t wait, but you planned to pop the question during dessert, so you had to be patient for just a little bit longer.

When you were done with the main meal, you mentioned dessert, and while you prepared it, he did the dishes. This was the perfect opportunity to check your pocket to make sure you still had the ring. It would be super embarrassing if you had to quickly sneak into your room to grab it. However, you had the ring. You were set and ready to put this plan into action.

You let him take a couple of bites of dessert before you took a deep breath and grabbed the ring from your pocket. Setting it on the table, you slowly slid it in between the two of you. Your eyes never left his face, gauging his reaction.

Idia’s eyes widened as he followed your hand. He had stopped chewing and stared at the ring before him. You had no idea what he was running through his head, but you wished you did. He looked thoroughly freaked out and that was the last thing you wanted. But you were too far to turn back now.

Taking a deep breath, you said, “Idia, dearest, I’ve been thinking about this for a long time and I finally came to a conclusion. I love you so much, I can’t imagine spending even a single day apart. So I want to ensure we will never have to. Will you marry me?”

There was a pause. 

You held your breath.

“You-” He breathed. “You really want to marry me?”

Nodding, you answered him, “Yes, I really do. And, in case you were worried, Ortho gave me his blessing. He was practically bouncing off the walls when I told him my plan.”

He shook his head as tears welled in his eyes. “I’m not all that worried about Ortho. He already loves you. I’m just shocked about this proposal. I don’t know what to say.”

Before you could reply, he pulled a ring of his own and handed it to you sheepishly. You gasped at the simple but elegant band studded with little sparkly sapphires. It was perfect. You couldn’t have picked a better ring if you had gone with him when he purchased it.

“I’ve wanted to propose to you for the longest time, but I was just so scared. I thought you'd say no and I'd lose you forever. But now, I'm not scared anymore. You make it so that I’m not scared of anything. You have stood by me during my lowest point and continue to push me when I’m at the top of my game. You’re everything I could want and more. I would love to spend the rest of our lives together.”

Tears pricked your eyes and you whispered, “I would love to marry you too, Idia.”

He gently took your hand and slid the ring onto your finger. You put your ring on his finger, keeping hold of his hand and rubbing a thumb over his knuckles. You couldn’t help but laugh.

“It’s like we just got married with this exchange of rings.”

Idia chuckled as he said, “Well, I guess there’s only one thing left to do.”

“And that is?”

“I may now kiss the bride.”

[yurimochi]

Hello! Can i have a oneshot of idia shroud, please? In Ghost Marriage, What if fem! reader was taken place instead of Idia? The ghost bride choose his girlfriend instead of him? Will he save his girlfriend?

omg i love this idea!

♡ happily ever after? ♡ ♡ romantic and one-shot ♡ ♡ idia x fem!reader ♡

"where is he...?" y/n asked, confused, as she was looking around the whole school for her boyfriend, idia, "i know he said that he was just going to the school shop real quick, but he have been gone for awhile now..." she was heading towards the main street when she suddenly heard loud voices, surprising her. "my prince!!!!!!!" a female voice yelled, loudly. "gyaaaaaa!!!!!" a male voice screamed, also loudly. "w-wait, that sounded like idia?!" y/n said, shocked, as she started to get worried and started to run towards main street, where she found him, "idia! are you okay!?" "y-y/n...?!" idia said, surprised, when he saw his girlfriend, then y/n noticed the ghost in a wedding dress in front of idia. "oh? who is this? your friend?" y/n asked, confused, as she walked up to the two, but before idia could answer her question, she started to introduce herself to the ghost bride, "i'm y/n! nice to meet you, umm..." "..." the ghost bride just looked at y/n, making her confused. "are you alrig—" y/n couldn't finish her sentence, as the ghost bride started to yell. "my princess!!!!!!!" the ghost bride yelled, loudly. "w-what...?!" y/n and idia yelled, shocked. "princess...?" y/n asked, confused, suddenly the ghost bride held y/n hands. "i always thought that i was looking for a prince..." the ghost bride said, seriously, "but the moment i saw you... i knew you were the one! my princess!!" "w-wait! this must be some kind of mistake!" y/n said, sweatdropping, "i already have a boyfrie—" "now, let's go and married~♡" the ghost bride said, smiling, as she kidnapped y/n. "..." idia just stood there, dumbfounded, it took him a few seconds to finally realize what just happened, "y/n got kidnapped and is getting married...!??!??!?!?!?!?!!?!?!"

y/n was now standing in the cafeteria that have turned into a wedding ceremony, wearing a wedding dress and tried up so she couldn't run away. not only that but most of her friends were there paralyzed as they got slapped by the ghost bride, eliza, as they tried to save her. though she noticed that someone haven't tried to save her yet... idia. "aaaah~♡! i still can't believe i finally found my ideal princess~♡!!" eliza said, happily, as y/n sighed. "hey, leona." y/n said, getting his attention, "do you know where idia is?" "i don't know." leona answered, as he just wanted to leave. "we don't know where he is." vil answered, "he and ortho begged us to save you, but we haven't seen the two ever since we walked in here." "i see..." y/n said, sadly, suddenly a chubby ghost, chubby appeared, surprising her. "are you still asking for him?" chubby asked, confused, "you're about to marry a beautiful princess and you're still asking for that guy?" "he's not just 'that guy'! he's my boyfriend!!" y/n answered, slightly pissed, then she realized that chubby has been saying sweet words and being protective of eliza ever since she met him, 'does he... love her?'

it was now nighttime and the wedding ceremony was about to start, but y/n kept trying to buy more for idia to save her. "i can't wait any longer!" eliza said, " let's just start the ceremony already~!" "can't we wait 5 more minu—" y/n was about to ask for more time, but chubby cut her off. "stop asking for more time!" chubby said, slightly annoyed, "your 'boyfriend' won't come—" "g-g-g-g-g-g-give me back m-m-m-my girlfriend...!" idia stuttered, as he suddenly walked into the cafeteria in a wedding suit, surprising everyone. "idia!!" y/n yelled, smiling, "i knew you would come and save me~!" "really? it looked like you had given up, yanno..." grim said, crossing his arms. "not now, grim!" y/n said, seriously. "eh!?" eliza said, surprised, "b-but she's my princess!!" "i-i..." idia said, not sure what to say. "say how much you love y/n!" ortho said, as he was hiding behind idia, making y/n almost laugh. "hi ortho~" y/n said, smiling. "hi big sis~!" ortho said, still hiding behind idia, "ah, i mean... i'm not here!!" "i-i-it's just as ortho said..." idia stuttered, as he was looking at floor, "i-i really love y/n... a-a-a-and i don't want to see her get married to someone else...!!" "idia..." y/n said, as she felt tears forming in the corner of her eyes, "i love you too...!" "oh... you truly love her..." eliza said, as she started to cry, "i just can't break you two apart... chubby untie her..." "yes." chubby said, as he untied y/n. "idia!" y/n said, as she suddenly hugged him, surprising him. "y-y-y/n...! n-not in front of everyone...!!!" idia suttered, as he started to blush and the tip of his hair turn pink. "sorry~" y/n said, smiling, then she turned around and noticed eliza's sad expression, then she walked up to the sad ghost, "eliza." "huh?" eliza said, confused, "w-what is it?" "you know i noticed something..." y/n said, making eliza confused, "there's someone in this room who is your ideal prince." "there is?! who?" eliza asked, curious. "chubby, of course!" y/n answered, smiling. "...!" chubby was speechless. "...!" eliza was also speechless, as she finally realized that chubby is the one for her, he has been with her since they were alive and even now as ghost, "oh, chubby! why didn't i realize this before!!" "eh?" chubby said, confused. "you truly is the one for me~!" eliza said, smiling, "i love you, chubby~♡!" "i-i love you too!" chubby said, smiling back, as the two hugged, "now let's go and get married!" "yes~♡" eliza said, smiling, "let's go back home!" eliza and chubby thanked y/n, as they disappeared with the other ghosts. after they left, everyone that was paralyzed could finally move again, making them sigh in relief. "now we can finally leave..." leona yawned, everyone agreed with him, as they were really tired. "thank you for saving me, idia~!" y/n said, smiling sweetly. "n-n-no problem...!" idia said, blushing, while looking away, embarrassed. "though, i'm surprised to see you in a wedding suit." y/n said, honestly, "i thought you would ride in here on a horse, wearing a samurai armor." "that is what i wanted to do...!" idia said, "but ortho told me to wear this... i don't know why he even have a wedding suit ready for me..." "heheh, let's go and get some rest." y/n said, smiling, "today was a long day..." "yes." idia said, smiling back, as everyone was about to leave the cafeteria, but suddenly ortho stopped everyone. "wait!" ortho said, getting everyone's attention, "the wedding isn't over!" "uuh, yes? it is?" grim asked, confused. "but big bro and y/n aren't married yet." ortho answered, making idia and y/n blush madly, "i've downloaded everything i needed to know for the two to get married!" "i-i'm not dealing with this again...!" y/n said, seriously. "i-i-i-i-i-i-i'm not ready to get married...!!" idia stuttered, sweatdropping. "everyone run!" grim said, surprised, as everyone ran out of the cafeteria, leaving ortho alone. "aw..." ortho said, sadly.

[olivyh]

Fluff/crack hc

Dorm leaders get Kabedon by an S/O who didn't know they kabedon'd the Dorm leaders cus Yuu wanted to get their attention and say something they deemed important

A/N: Sorry for the long wait! Studying in another country is taking a lot more out of me than I thought it would, and I've been pretty drained of motivation ;;;;. Hopefully it gets better once I get more used to living here and used to being so far from my friends and family, but I'll see where it takes me! I do see all the requests and I'm very grateful for all your support and kind comments- they're all getting be through these times <<3333 I couldn't thank you all enough for your support and I'll get back into my groove soon I hope!

Riddle:

"-and as of right now, there are currently fifteen students who have told me that they will be unable to complete their tasks necessary for the upcoming unbirthday party which, unfortunately, means-" He rambled, shuffling the impressive amount of papers he was currently holding in his arms- all annotated and marked appropriately and according by date and subject. He was walking through the main hallway with the prefect after classes and was currently incredibly stressed about the events that had unfolded since he woke up. 

First, he had gotten several messages about things that had gone wrong yesterday due to a brutal storm that had run its way through his dorm overnight; consisting of ripped-up bushes, frightened animals, and overturned tables (not to mention the countless roses that had been plucked from their homes and thrown about the area). That was followed by multiple complaints about food being stolen from the kitchen (he was confident that the culprit was a certain red-headed card soldier who had been getting on his nerves day in and day out since his arrival at NRC). Following that, many students had told him that they were sick and unable to perform their duties for the day. 

Riddle felt as though his head was going to explode from stress, and he found himself rambling to the one person on campus who he felt was sane enough to understand his inner turmoil. 

"Riddle!" He gasped when his back met the cold stone wall and a hand was placed beside his head. All his worries seemed to be ripped away from him as his brain as the only thing he could focus on was the rapid thrumming of his heart beneath his uniform and how close his friend was. His mouth opened and closed for a moment as he felt his face heat up. He felt as though he couldn't breathe from the close proximity. 

"Finally," They sigh, leaning back and giving him some room to catch some much-needed air. "I was telling you that we passed the cafeteria. You mentioned that you didn't eat lunch."

"Right..." He mumbles, his voice much too small for his liking. They back away and, for a moment, Riddle wishes that those few moments of suffocation would last just a little bit longer. The more he reflects on it, the quicker his heart beats. His hands begin to tremble and he barely notices when more and a few papers slip from his grasp and fall to the floor. His face heats up once more and his breathing becomes erratic the more he looks at the prefect, the sensation becoming too intense before he finds himself stammering something about a text from Trey and running off, leaving the poor prefect in a confused daze behind him with only the echo of his heels clicking behind him.  

Leona:

He was currently trying to nap beneath the large canopy of a tree nestled deep within the botanical garden. The warmth of the sun seeped in through the vast windows that were cut in a way that decorated small patches of the ground around in the shades of the rainbow, highlighting the bright hues of the tropical flowers that he was surrounded by. He was skipping class again, as per usual, after having been victim to a three-hour-long call from his family. All he wanted to do was to rest in the small patch of grass that he'd claimed as his own and sleep until it was dinner- which wouldn't be for another five hours from then. 

He had found the most perfect spot- just hidden away from any prying eyes and surrounded by the scent of the nearby flowers, but not close enough to get sprayed by the water that would rain down when the sprinklers went off. He had just closed his eyes when he caught a familiar smell lurking in the bushes. 

"What do you want, herbivore?" He groans, peeking an eye open and squinting against the bright light. The human stands over him, hands on their hips as they cast a shadow over his form. 

"Ruggie sent me!" The beastman rolls his eyes and allows the opened one to slip closed once more. "Come on, Leona! You can't miss another class..."

"Why not?" He scoffs, rolling onto his side so he was facing away from them. He feels their hand land on his shoulder and tug lightly in an attempt to get him to look at them once more which, of course, fails. He can admire their determination in most situations, but in this kind of scenario, he can't help but feel annoyed at their insistence. 

"You have to graduate at some point!" Leona sighs and rolls over, making the human slip with a yelp that makes his eyes shoot wide open as he finds himself directly under the prefect. He smirks and tries to ignore the way his stomach flutters at their proximity. 

"Is this how you want to wake me up?" Leona chuckles. "You're awfully brave, stomping into the lion's den." He basks in their flustered expression before flipping the roles, successfully pushing them onto the dirt and laughing loudly at the way their face morphs into something much more intense than it was previously. 

"Leona..." Their quiet, flustered voice reaches his ears and he tilts his head, sitting back on his heels and allowing them to sit up, barely catching their embarrassed stammers and excuses before they run back into the gardens, disappearing between the bushes. 

He chuckles and leans back into the grass, finally able to take the nap he so desperately wished for. 

Azul:

He was currently hunched over his desk, well past the hours when he should have been showered and in bed. The rest of the Mostro Lounge was dead silent aside from the soft sounds of bubbles that emanated from the hallway and the occasional clink as he bumped into his glass of water, which bumped into the inkwell of his bonefish pen. The only other sounds that echoed throughout the room was the scratching of his pen and the occasional drawn-out sigh from the merman as he slaved away at his desk. 

His entire body ached and his eyes felt as though they were being weighed down with lead, but he had to finish the final budgeting for the lounge before dawn. If not, then he would be behind on all the other work that he had to get done- such as ordering supplies and creating menus for the next month and a half, as well as filing any reports for damages caused by rowdy guests or the notorious eel that would throw things when he had gotten into one of his moods or would draw on plates when he felt like it. 

He didn't even feel when he had dozed off, only knowing that he had blinked for a little too long before he was spun around and roughly jostled out of his dazed state. He blinks widely up at the person who currently had their hands on either side of his desk, effectively trapping him between them and the piece of furniture. Their proximity alone was enough to wake him up, leaving the mer feeling as though he'd just been plunged into the water of the Coral Sea. 

For a moment his mind was racing with thoughts about how he currently looked- he was sure that his glasses were askew (and likely smudged due to his slow, sleepy movements), his hair was probably a mess; sticking up out of his head in each and every direction, and his uniform was comprised of nothing more than his loosely buttoned white shirt and his untied bowtie that hung loosely over his shoulders. 

On the other hand, he couldn't focus on anything more than the little details he could never really see of the prefect- the way their lip juts out when they're nervous, the little lines in the corners of their eyes from when they smiled, and even the way their hair framed the face that he would watch day in and day out. 

Once his brain clicked, he scrambled for some sort of purchase, effectively tipping his chair back and making his head hit the desk with a thud as pain shot down his spine from the impact. He hit the ground with a groan before the prefect helped him up, walking with him back to his room to nurse his injury. He couldn't tell if his face was burning and his heart was constricting from embarrassment or affection, but he decided that he couldn't care either way. 

Kalim:

"But then we could find some new animals to add to the dorm! It would be fun, right?" The heir was currently trying to brainstorm ideas on how to make his dormmates seem less... drained. For the past couple of weeks, due to finals, he noticed how exhausted many of them were. His concern arose when some of them even turned down dinner in favor of studying or sleep. He wasn't exactly sure how he could help them, considering that the most he's been able to offer thus far was a listening ear and a shoulder to cry on, as well as festivals and parties (that many of the students also declined). He was at a loss for what to do until he decided to do some research, which lead him on a tangent in his room, late into the hours of the night. The windows were wide open, which allowed some moonlight to creep in and join the warm light of the magically-lit lanterns and the quiet music that played off his phone- now cast onto his bed and long forgotten in his whirlwind of planning. 

"I really don't think that animals would help much," The prefect sighed. That makes him stand still for a moment, sighing and casting a sad glance over to the former. He continues to pace, mumbling different ideas out loud and hoping that they would pick up on at least a little bit of what he was saying. Before he knows it, he's yelling excitedly and practically skipping around his spacious room, hands flailing as he jabbers about possible plans to improve his dormmates' wellbeing. He doesn't even notice when the prefect begins to call his name. 

"But if it doesn't work, then what?" He finishes, taking a deep breath to look over at them. He takes notice of the concerned look on their face, his energy instantly dissipating as he rushes to their side. "What's wrong? You look sad..." 

"I'm not sad, Kali. I'm just a little worried. You're not responsible for everyone's happiness," They explain and Kalim feels his heart shatter as confusion clouds his brain. 

"I'm..." He pauses and smiles, letting out a short, silent laugh. "I'm a dorm leader! I have to!" 

He gasps when he feels himself trapped suddenly against his wardrobe, cutting off his train of thought roughly as he sucks in a deep breath. 

"What are you...?"

"So you'll finally listen to what I'm saying!" 

He nods and tries to ignore the feeling in the back of his mind that begs him to squirm. He has been close to the prefect before, yes, but never for a long enough period of time. He'd only done it to help them learn how to do the dances of his hometown, or when he would clean up with them (or attempt to, at least). But this felt completely different from all those times before...

"I'm... listening," He breathes softly after a long pause, making his friend back away for a moment. In that split second, he desperately wishes that he could be as smooth as the princes in all the fairytales he'd grown up reading and pull them back, fighting back the urge to get closer to them once more. 

Vil:

"In just a moment," Vil murmured, leaning in closer to the mirror that sat at his desk. The lights would have been blinding if thy hadn't reflected off his light violet eyes so brightly and highlighted each and every product that he layered on his perfect skin. He had a meeting in just an hour, and he was already running behind schedule. His dearest friend, the prefect, was currently lounging on his bed, sprawled out and scrolling on their phone while he focused on perfecting his makeup for the undoubtedly long and boring few hours he had ahead of him. 

"Vil-" They whined loudly and, in the corner of his eye, he could watch them dramatically throw their arms in the air and flopping them beside their head as they look into his eyes from the background. 

"It won't be long, I promise!"

"Nonsense," He sighs. He couldn't deny that he was hungry and, normally, he was practical about his eating schedule. He ate three square meals, and carried around a healthy snack for if he felt as though he needed something extra to get him through the day. Today, however, he had skipped lunch due to rehearsal, and he was certainly feeling the effects now. He could always ignore this and opt to eat at a later time, perhaps once the meeting was over and he could grab something quick from a nearby restaurant. 

He turned to face them, only to notice that they were hovering over him and had slammed their hands on his desk loudly, startling him slightly as he jolted. He was surprised, if he was being honest- he wasn't expecting this type of reaction to come from the sweet, sweet prefect. 

He sighs, looking up at them with an eyebrow quirked and a small smile on his face as he observes their annoyed expression, before watching as that expression shifts from annoyance to realization to embarrassment. 

"Are these the lengths you're truly willing to go to?" He chuckles, determined to turn the tables. He leans in, enjoying the way the prefect seems caught like a deer in headlights. He leans back and goes back to his makeup, making eye contact with them in the mirror and smiling once more. "Nevertheless, you'll have to wait."

He can barely catch their groan filled with disbelief and annoyance before he continues on his work. 

Idia:

"But if I log in for the rest of the week, I should still be at the top of the charts, right? But then, my next problem would be that I hadn't grinded for enough lucky stars yet!" Idia was currently pacing in his room, ranting to his newfound friend as they sat on his bed, listening to his problems eagerly as he carried on. "If I log in, I'll be caught up, but not caught up enough to get the new SSR+ that everyone else probably already has!" He throws his hands up in the air, noticing how, out of the corner of his eye, his firey hair lit up the room in shades of amber as he got more and more worked up. "I mean, how unfair is that? I have to go to school! They prob don't even have to do that or dorm leader stuff, so that's exactly how they got ahead of me! Which sucks!" 

"Idia..."

"I mean, I've been playing this game since the release and suddenly all these Magicam normies suddenly get the sneak on me because they just joined? I'm glad the fanbase is growing but I mean come on!"

"Idia!"

"And then they're completely mischaracterizing them! Like, absolutely butchering the characters! Shadow isn't all gloomy all the time- he actually has a soft spot for his teammates which is so cool and also such a big thing for them to ignore!"

"Idia Shroud!"

"And I saw on Magicam that they were completely ignoring the plot and the character development- like, in Blade's SSR+ that was released last year, she clearly mentions the main plot and how much it changed her as a person! And people still have the audacity to ignore her!" He was pacing more quickly now, rambling so quickly that he already felt his mouth going dry. The headphones around his neck blasted the ambient music from the paused game on his PC, but he could care less after seeing one particular post that got him worked up. 

He felt himself getting pushed to the wall as he stared down at the prefect in shock, his hair turning a bright crimson as his face went a similar shade. He stammered for a moment before biting his lip to shut himself up, feeling the way his heart hammered in his chest and made his head dizzy as the world around him spun. 

He was being kabedon-ed. 

Just like in all his shows. 

"Th-this-"

"I asked if you wanted something to eat," He could only muster a nod before he gulps, biting his lip once more as he gasps for air and his knees go weak. "Idia."

"How did I-," He murmurs, suddenly feeling faint. "-get this route?" Idia whispered the last word as he felt his entire body go limp as he passed out. 

Malleus:

He had been more than fortunate to have made such a close friend- one he can call his first in his very long life thus far. As of recently, however, he'd noticed that his affections had become more than simple friendship- the seeds have been planted within the cold thorn walls of his heart and had begun to blossom into fragrant roses that constricted his chest and dominated his every waking thought. More often than not, he had been able to surpass this feeling that had consumed him, placing on his mask of contentedness whenever they would look his way wearing the smile that would make his heart melt and the fireflies that would often surround him fly a little faster in bright yellow streaks against his pale skin and ivory hair that framed his narrow face. 

Now had been one of those moments. They were currently exploring the forest around campus, and Malleus finally had the opportunity to show the prefect a small meadow hidden just outside of the sports field- a bustling meadow, filled with wildflowers that sprouted out of the ground and painted the scenery in all the colors of the rainbow and insects buzzing from flower to flower contentedly. He cast a longing glance over to the human, smiling softly at their awed expression- mouth hanging open as their eyes were so wide he could practically see the entire meadow reflected against their irises. 

He had wished so desperately to capture this moment in a little bubble, to place it upon a pedestal in his treasure room and gaze at it whenever the nights seem to be too long. Oh, how he wished he could hold their face in his own hands and that the chill of his skin wouldn't give them a shock. He longed to live with them in this meadow- perhaps run far away from his life of nobility to do just that. 

He could practically feel it- the warmth of the sun against his face and the weight of the world lifted off his shoulders as they forage for berries- perhaps they would even take a small nap among the flower fae living in the area, only to wake at sunset and move to make a warm meal together in the small kitchen of their cottage. 

Suddenly, he's trapped between a small tree with the human in question practically pinning him against it. His eyes widen for a moment as his mind freezes, struggling to understand the sudden proximity. 

"Mal-" Before they could finish their sentence, he had vanished in a cloud of fireflies, leaving the concerned human dazed and alone in the middle of the field. 

From that point onwards, Malleus was forced to endure Lilia's incessant teasing about his reaction.

[angelgarden-posts]

Your yandere writing is so nice to read, so may I request Malleus,Rook and Idia finding out reader is a girl,from far away?

Like reader‘s potion ran out in the middle of the day and they could see their body transform(?) back to their original form. +Reader trying to hide

Like malleus and rook watching from some corner and idia from the security cameras (or with his floating ipad)

Separately, headcanon or scenario is fine if it‘s to long

Yandere Malleus, Rook, & Idia Finding Out Reader is Female

A/N: ahhhh I’m sorry this took so long— and it’s probably so OOC too bc idk much about Rook 😭 (update: I got lazy and only did headcanons for Idia and Rook), also I think I’m just gonna go based off of their personalities instead of how they speak from now on 🥲

TW/CW: possessive/obsessive behavior, misogyny, stalking, mentions of kidnapping, cyberstalking, blackmail, sadism, mentions of death

Malleus’s Drabble:

Malleus had ditched Sebek and Silver in order to get to his classes on time without bother, and, as he leisurely made his way across the hallways, you just so happened to slip into his vision before vanishing just as fast.

His attention was now diverted away from his studies and he swept past the crowd of people, grateful that everybody made room for him, as this was a matter of urgency now that his sights were set on you.

When he rounded the corner, he immediately stepped back into the shadows and behind the wall, a startled look upon his face. The fae felt his cheeks heat up with an unknown feeling burgeoning in his chest, and he stole another glance at you.

But now he was also suspicious—why would you hide your secrets from him? He thought he had disguised his identity well enough for you to trust him with anything…

After all, the world was a dangerous place for females—in this world, it was a matter of biology and magic. You not only were powerless, but you were really screwed without the muscle mass a male was usually granted upon birth.

Malleus would have to wait until he could hoard you away though—it would be too coincidental if one of the five most powerful mages in the world vanished along with the Prefect of Ramshackle dorm in the middle of the school day.

Until then, he’d just have to keep a sharp eye on you.

Idia’s Headcanons:

He had memorized all the shortcuts around the school and utilized the ones that led him to class without much interference from others.

Once he arrives to class early, he’ll be checking his tablet to observe through the cameras positioned around the school, alarmed when you’re not in the area you are usually situated in at this time.

He switches from video feed to video feed, panic rising in his chest when he suddenly realizes that he passed a familiar but unidentifiable figure.

Idia goes back and analyzes the camera footage before coming to the conclusion that it was you—although in a form that would make everything all the more difficult to talk to you.

He was an antisocial otaku—how was he ever going to muster up the courage to talk to you now that he knows he has no possible chance at wooing you?

He had never felt more inferior and pissed at the prospect of earning your affection.

If he was anything like Malleus or Leona, he’d probably already be in a stable relationship with you, regardless of whether you were a boy or a girl!

Instead, he was a sickly pale and had the most unhealthy habits of all time—with only Ortho to keep him in check.

He’d either have to settle for watching you from afar, or follow Ortho’s advice and tidy up to look presents enough to be graced with your presence.

Of course Idia will be taking pictures and saving the video footage of you in your female form—it would be a crime if he allowed an opportunity to collect your most valuable secret to pass.

Who knows? Maybe he’ll have to use this information as blackmail, as he could tell that this secret could ruin your chances at NRC.

But you’ll never have to worry about being an outcast, he had the perfect reservation for you at the Island of Woe.

Also, it’s pretty doubtful that he’d ever resort to revealing your secret because it would be too much work having you transferred to his home, having you still like him, and keeping up with his studies at NRC (this part will probably be the easiest for him though, since he’s considered a prodigy).

Rook’s Headcanons:

It was never hard to spot you in a crowd of bustling students—and today was no exception, although something was inevitably different.

You had rushed through the crowd, pushing your way through students in a panic and vanishing into a secluded area of the campus.

Rook mused that he could use a different route to class, as an experienced huntsman could adapt to any situation and still make off with beauty.

He approaches your hiding spot with slow, languid steps to mimic carelessness and disregard to his surroundings.

He pretends to be preoccupied with something else while keeping one eye on you at all times, unable to hide his smirk at the side of your more feminine anatomy.

Rook really does not want to leave you alone, but will for the sake of your obliviousness and his own musings.

So, while he heads to his class, he’ll be thinking of ways to use your less muscular build to his advantage.

He could overpower you so easily, it was almost hilarious.

His hunt for you would be made all the more easy, and you could do nothing about it.

Of course, he wouldn’t attack so frivolously and reveal his knowledge of your secret so soon…

Rook would savor every moment with you, knowing that he was more than one step ahead now.

If anyone else were to approach you with malicious intentions however, they were as good as dead.

Oh, and your perfection was his utmost priority!

It was probably going to be easier in his opinion to wear more feminine clothing and products as well, knowing your gender.

Ah, how amusing and versatile his time with you would be…

[luminous-letters]

Can you write the dorm leaders realizing they find mc attractive?

i'm so sorry. first, for answering late. and second, for not being able to include riddle and vil. (it actually took me a lot more time to write those two, but it always end up horribly. so i had to scrap them. that was also part of the reason why i was working on this for so long.)

but please let me know if it isn't to your liking anon 😭

At what point in a relationship does one party find the other attractive? It could be as quick as a heartbeat, a single glance. It could be longer than a month, or long enough to watch the whites of winter thaw into the greens of spring.

What does being attractive mean to them? A face? A body? A surface-level understanding? Or gravitation to what lies deeper than bone, an understanding that pierced through the soul.

Five months.

A pretty face... Leona's seen many across the years. In all shapes, sizes, colors or form, each of them were as magnificent and lustrous as gemstones. But few could make a mark as lasting as yourself.

He should've known it when an herbivore like you came waltzing into his territory. He should've known it the moment you made a lion's den your home. He should've known sooner that you were just so damn...you.

You had metaphorical balls of steel, just prancing like some doe in a pit full of predators. All while staring them down too.

You were annoying, unrelenting and so painfully stupid that it almost made him cry. Almost.

It all started with chanced meetings made more frequent. Then he'd notice more details about you than before.

Your head, your lips, your fingers... Then he'd start smelling things that were too hidden to be perceived. Monday... A faint scent of lavender. Tuesday— lilacs. Wednesday— citrus...?

He began to anticipate it more and more. Until a whole five months passed, then he was sure.

"This may come to you as a surprise...but, I like you."

Three months.

Azul had long been jealous of beauty. Bodies that folk adore, a tail that could swim the fastest, and a face that could make the crowds swoon and fall at their feet.

And he's seen plenty of those, more than he could count. He was an avid collector, of trinkets and admirable qualities alike. He wanted them all. He deserved them all.

And he could've had it all if it weren't for you meddling kids. You foolhardy buffoons that, by chance, managed to stop his journey to omnipotence!

But enough of that, for he was now a changed man.

Now that he thought about it, you weren't as dense as your peers. You needed a decently sharp mind to be able to make sense of his plans, much more to be able to stop it.

What a fine investment that would be. And connections to powerful people as well? My, my, this day just keeps getting better and better.

But when he would expect a witty response, you'd answer with points that barely made sense. And when he was sure you'd elicit some unprompted stupidity, you'd quip with the most sound and foolproof ideas he's ever heard. How vexing. How vexing, indeed.

He wants a bit more information... Yes just that. But the chances of it spiraling into something more... It completely slipped his mind.

"I have an offer you possibly cannot refuse."

Thirty seconds.

Kalim was an easy-going soul, carefree and sheltered since the day he was born into this world. So of course it was easy for him to fall for someone.

It was no surprise that he gets so attracted so easily. Be it an object, a pet, or another person, Kalim was almost immediately gushing and cooing the moment he decided that, 'Yes! This is the one!'

That thirty seconds, from start to finish, was utterly beautiful. He felt like the entire cosmos exploded inside him. Suddenly, he felt vitality surge through his veins, he felt like he wanted to scream to the world.

The jewels, the golds and silvers, the relics worth millions that lay in his treasury were but grains in comparison to you. He wanted to show you the world, the beauty of it.

He wanted to show you the oranges of the sunset skies, the glittering azure of the oases and the caramel dunes of sands that stretched as far as the eye could see.

"I want to dance forever, sing and laugh forever. And I think it would be a lot better if we do it together."

Two years.

Idia doesn't care about looks— or anything, in general. As long as he's got good internet and Ortho around, there's nothing he should worry about.

Love... How complex it was. It was easier to understand the gibberish codes of machine than emotion— emotion which was spontaneous and ever-changing.

He doesn't need a player two.

He was perfectly fine on his own. He's been doing it for the past years, so what's the difference? 99.99% he would do better solo-ing everything, ±.01 margin of error.

He didn't expect a blindingly bright, relentless, peppy, annoying ball of you to be that tiny margin of error.

"Go outside."

"No."

Surprisingly, you were good at most games he's played. But still a rookie, he's gotta work on that.

He would still curse — and blush — at that fateful Saturday afternoon. The day you two snuck out for a comic convention turned movie night turned boardwalk fair date.

It kept on happening and happening, more time with you. It became a constant that he looked forward to, an external push that he welcomed.

"So... About that 'no player two' thing I said a while back... I, uh... I kinda want to take that back."

Still.

You held a pretty face. He knew it the moment the panicked look on your face greeted his own questioning looks. It was toleration, that he was sure of. Toleration of another soul that dared sully the building that he visited nightly.

But it grew and grew through the months. After the winter, the day of the VDC, through the frightful night of Halloween, after you were taken away and left the ruins of a home. And until your much-awaited return.

He was waiting. He pondered and pondered, his thoughts were laced with doubt and distrust— in you and in himself. As longing of affection as he may be, he wasn't one to let himself slip so easily.

A year had elapsed, since his first encounter to Ramshackle's newest resident. A year of flurried thoughts and a hectic juggle between his dorm, his kingdom and you.

He still wanted to know more about you. There's much yet to be learned, viewpoints that he's yet to know.

"Is it unusual that I still could not make a sound decision? I worry that it may be telling of poor leadership."

"No, no. It's alright, I'm willing to wait for your decision."

"...Thank you."

[ladygreenwithenvy]

Holding Hands With the Watchman of the Underworld

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Category: Fluff

Characters Included: Idia Shroud, Prefect (Gender Neutral)

Oneshot Prompt: During a regular day of spending time with the Ignyhide Housewarden, you opt to hold his hand... kinda.

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The repeated press of key buttons echoed through this quiet room. It was a sound that you found yourself grown used to, and that very sound derived from Idia's keyboard.

You've heard this sound in many types of ways. You've heard it endlessly when Idia's focused on an essay for one of his classes.

You've heard it when he was absolutely finger blasting the poor keyboard when arguing against an idiot he was stuck playing with in a competitive game (it was those very games that you had Idia promise he'd stay away from for a while until he learns to manage his temper. You already know he broke that promise by just playing them when you're not around).

And now you were hearing the sound of the soft keyboard and mouse in a different way. This time, you hear it every once in a while. The mouse was a big contender in the new farming game he was obsessed with.

He was quiet, his amber eyes looking into the screen relaxed as you sat next to him. You were watching as well, delightfully entertained by the pixelated graphics of the little town the protagonist has recently moved into.

It was then that you saw his left hand was not busy. It was resting next to the keyboard while his right hand used the mouse to guide his little avatar to where it needed to go.

Without much thought in mind, you found your right hand mindlessly reaching out for his.

Before you knew it, you grabbed his pinkie, and all of a sudden you swore you saw a bright pink night light on your side.

You pulled his hand towards you and set it down on your lap. Once it was there, you took charge and wrapped your index finger around his.

"... U-Uhm... Prefect... I'm gonna need that back in a bit..." He warns, followed by a nervous gulp as he tries not to panic any further.

"That's okay" You say, looking at the screen with a relaxed expression on your face. You were delighted that he was okay with you touching him like this.

It meant that he had grown, and you were proud of him for it.

You would be calm and patient for him.

In your heart, there was no rush.

When he was ready for more than this, you were to welcome that with open arms...

... Or maybe just an open palm.

You knew that this particular issue was a very long level in Idia's eyes... But you had promised him to be there once he reached that flag pole.

"Once you're done, think you can hold my finger again?" You asked.

You could see the cogs in his maverick genius mind turning, trying to choose for the right choice in this otome game-like scenario.

"..... I-I can try..."

Author's Note

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Ahh, it was a bit shorter this time around...

This one isn't new like the last one with Azul, I had made this real quick originally for a friend, but I thought it'd be nice to post this somewhere else.

I'll probably actually be doing that anyway, posting old one-shots so that they have a place to go instead of just collecting dust in Google docs and Discord chats.

Hopefully they'll be a bit longer (probably not if those older fics have that habit of just going straight to the point...)

[gl00my-b]

Hi! Hope you are doing great :)

I saw your requests were open and I wanted to tell you mine, it's my first time making a request so I hope Im not doing anything wrong (also sorry if there are any spelling errors or smth, english is not my first language)

So I was wondering if you could write Idia x gn!reader, in which reader is Yuu and Idia has a crush on them. how does he aproach them and (even tho its not realistic bc my poor boy has anxiety) how would he confess his feelings for them (I just think it would be completely adorable to watch Idia trying to confess, Im down bad for him sorry)

I'm so glad you requested! Of course I can write this request ^^

Idia Shroud x GN Reader

"Be my player 2?"

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Idia hadn't thought he'd end up falling for the normie in ramshackle, he thought he'd always end up alone, staying with ortho. But...something changed when he saw how happy ortho seemed around you...even inviting you over to the Ignihyde dorms for a tour. At first, he was a little disturbed, seeing a normie hanging around his brother. He thought you'd be a threat to Ortho, so as normally as possible he kept tabs on you. Totally in a non creepy way, but informative.

He kept tabs on things like your favorite foods, your schedule, where you hung out with those Heartsyable dorks, and when you'd return to ramshackle after a long day...looking so tired...WAIT- why did he care? It wasn't like you were anything special, he was just looking out for his brother....right?

He was wrong. Very very wrong. The beating in his chest only grew as he kept on watching you like the main protagonist of his favorite video game. You were actually an interesting normie? Ortho had seemed to notice the shift in Idia's mood when you came up in conversations. "Oh? They had to chase Grim all around campus? Shehehe.." a rare minimum smile crossed Idia's face. Something that surprised both him and Ortho.

He started to try being in the same vicinity as you every once in a while, actually starting to show up to the chemistry class you shared...surprisingly. It was a major hit to Idia's hp when Crewel assigned lab partners, you being his. So, as most students would do, you and Idia had headed to the library. You grabbed a few textbooks while Idia typed frantically on his tablet. He barely spoke a word but would look over at you every once in a while.

Finally, Idia sighed, looking over at you. You were curious why his pretty eyes seemed to be staring right through your soul, but asked anyways. "Is...something wrong Idia?" "No...just...you." Idia said quietly. You knew what it was like to be an introvert, so you listened patiently. Idia carried on. "Look...just- here." He passed you a slip of paper, revealing his magicam account and a small note saying 'Be my player 2?"

~End~

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[thesunshineriptide]

hi hi! i love your series on twst characters in our world sm <33 could i request them realizing that this is what it felt like when you were sent to their world? and probably gaining (even more) respect for you? bc being sent to a new world is terrifying and kinda painful and really, really weird??? and the fact that mc just,,, went with it with only a little bit(?) of psychological damage is wild. there's not too much to say so it can be as short as you like :3!

What I’m hearing is that you want more angst and I am very happy to deliver. I’m two seconds from doing whumptober at this rate fkshdk

I ended up doing it in a oneshot format instead of regular headcanons, I hope that’s alright. This also wasn’t as angsty as anticipated but I might go back and do something similar that’s more angsty at a later date 🤍🤍🤍

The Wrong Side of Paradise

Characters: riddle, Trey, Leona, Ruggie, Azul, Jade, Floyd, Kalim, Jamil, vil, rook, Idia, malleus, Lilia

Cw// mild angst, mental health issues, sad vibes, hurt/comfort, arguing, yelling, fighting

For people who crave order, it’s incredibly hard to let go of everything you know and be thrown into something different. For the fantastical, being trapped in the mundane is torture. For the optimistic, knowing there’s no way you can return home on your own dashes hopes like bitters in a drink.

It’s been a week since their arrival in this new world, and everyone had finally had their breakdowns. Some sooner than others, some slower. The group of (mostly) teenagers sat quietly in their friends living room, silent in contemplation as soft classical music played. Their TV had a fireplace screen saver, in an attempt to make them feel more at home, since they had no fireplace, and it only worked a little. The ambient noise was a comfort, but when one would catch the screen out of the corner of their eye, they could no longer delude themself into everything being fine.

“I miss Ortho.” Idia finally spoke, his voice barely above a whisper but the silence made it carry.

Some turned to look at him, others forced their gaze to the ground.

“I miss Silver and Sebek,” Lilia lamented, leaning toward Idia where they sat on the ground.

“I miss my idiot freshman.” Riddle admitted, fidgeting with his hands. He would never dream of doing either under normal circumstances, but he was simply as far away from his rules and his mother as he could be. What was there to stop him?

Floyd sighed. He was sitting cross legged on the floor, with Jade sitting on the couch behind him and Azul beside Jade. Floyd leaned back against Jade’s legs, looking tired, “This discussion is a bummer. Can’t we talk about something better?”

“Better? We’re stranded in a world, money-less, homeless, magicless, and with no concept of what this world is like outside of this house. What could possibly be a more important discussion than talking about it?” Jamil snapped, eyes narrowed on Floyd.

“Are you lookin’ to get squeezed, sea snake? Cause I could use some stress relief~”

“Enough.” Leona said firmly, blinking an eye open to look between them, “They’re both right. There’s no point in moping around, we gotta do what it takes to survive.”

“Easy for you to say, Kingscholar. You never cared about your life before, and it’s not like your kingdom will notice the spare prince missing.” Vil spat, gaze icy and hard.

“Guys, we shouldn’t fight about this.” Trey tried, attempting to reason.

Leona and Vil began to argue loudly while Floyd began crawling his way over to Jamil, who was climbing higher and higher on the couch in an attempt to get away from the former eel.

Malleus coughed to get their attention. This failed, however Riddle did notice and took action as well.

“ENOUGH!” He shouted, all eyes now on him, “Malleus has something he’d like to say.”

“Malleus as something he’d like to say.” Leona mocked in a high pitched voice while rolling his eyes.

Malleus paid him no attention, “You know, it seems as though there is one person who may be able to understand this plight we’re in that we haven’t consulted.”

Everyone looked confused before Malleus sighed and pointed in the direction of Yuu’s room.

“The prefect? But-“ Kalim began before cutting himself off, “Oh…”

The room went back to silence as they all looked away from each other, faces burning with shame, “Is this how-“

“What’s going on?” Yuu asked, stumbling from their room while rubbing their eyes, “I heard shouting, is everyone okay?”

They looked the most tired of everyone, despite being the one person asleep at the time.

Riddle’s face went red with embarrassment, “I apologize, Prefect, it was an attempt to- ah, prevent a fight.”

“You guys are fighting?” Yuu asked, an eyebrow raised.

“Again, I apologize-“

Yuu began to laugh, looking delighted, “No, no, this is good. I’m glad.”

“You’re…glad? That they’re trying to kill each other?” Idia asked, looking very worried.

“Not the killing each other part but,” they took in a deep breath and let out a little sigh, “You all haven’t been acting right for a week. And fighting each other is kind of the NRC pastime, so in my book you guys fighting is a win.”

The group went silent for a minute. Ruggie began to laugh, then so did a few others.

“I guess you’re right, Herbivore.” Leona admitted, chuckling just a little.

“It’s how we show affection.” Floyd added, finally snagging Jamil’s ankle and pulling him to the ground. He put him in a headlock, laying half of his bodyweight on the poor vice housewarden, who struggled.

“Help me-“

“Floyd, be gentle with Jamil, please.” Jade said, hiding a smile behind his hand, “you know how fragile humans can be.”

Malleus beaconed Yuu over, who sleepily grinned at him, “What can I do for you, Hornton?”

Malleus’s face fell for a quick moment at the mention of his horns, but returned when he remembered the nickname, “We we’re discussing how…difficult it is to adjust to living here. Without magic.” He said quietly, “I thought you may understand that issue best of us.”

Yuu looked soft, eyes melting into sympathy as they nodded, “Yeah, I do.” They said before turning back to everyone else, “I know exactly what it’s like. And I’m so sorry any of you have to go through this. Especially because of me…”

Kalim got up and pulled Yuu into a hug, “It’s worth it, Yuu. And besides, Crowley won’t leave us here forever. And even if we are…” he began, but let the thought die.

Everyone had an expression of pain or misery on their face. Most people were curled up with someone else. Vil and Rook were cuddled close on the couch, Leona and Ruggie were close to each other on the floor. Malleus and Lilia both sat right by the couch, leaning on it, while Azul, Jade, and Idia sat on it. Jamil and Floyd were forcibly cuddled on the floor, while Trey and Riddle sat together in an oversized armchair.

Yuu watched them from where their head rested on Kalim’s shoulder and smiled, “You won’t be stuck here. I promise. Even if I have to travel the world for a solution, I won’t keep you away from your homes.”

Lilia stood up, stretching his back for a moment before going over to the lamps and turning them off one by one, “I think it’s time we get some rest, my friends.”

The group let out a series of grumbles either for or against this notion, but Yuu merely laughed.

“Time to split up, I suppose. Whoever beats me to my room can have the bed tonight!” They announced, dashing for their room as the room began to darken.

Floyd, Jamil, Jade, and Ruggie all got up to run after Yuu, trying to beat them to the doorway.

In the end, the five that ran tugged the mattress to the floor and made a pillow fort, sharing it, while those in the living room did something similar with the couch cushions.

[diavolosbaby]

Twisted Wonderland request. I'm in my 30s now so I'd be old enough to be a teacher but what if we stepped that up to a guidance counselor? y/n would be a crucial part in the overblot students' therapy. it doesn't have to be romantic just something that was on my mind

Being the NRC guidance counselor

Characters: overblotters

Genre: angst a bit? Reverse comfort, platonic, maternal figure more than friend or lover

Format: one big paragraph mess (just my thoughts on how’d it go)

Pronouns: they/them (gn reader)

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Being the NRC guidance counselor would include some things that aren’t exactly in your line of work. For example, deadly tantrums (the overblots). Crowley would hire you right after the first overblot and have an assembly introducing you. When you go up to speak and tell your intentions, no one really takes you seriously. But when Leona’s over blot happens and in such a public setting, people start getting tense. You want to help, so you send out a survey and have everyone fill it out. You look at the results and talk to individual students. In fact, you spoke to Azul before his overblot. He didn’t say anything concerning, but you knew better. He wasn’t being open. You didn’t blame him, he didn’t know you. After his overblot though you started noticing the pattern in the overblots. It was the house wardens. So of course your next target was Kalim. You stayed over the holidays to watch him and noticed him acting differently than how everyone had described him. Of course, since two new students always seem to be with the overblotters and they only started when they came along, you brought that up with Crowley. He dismissed it and you didn’t bother bringing up your suspicions to him again. He never listened. What threw you off is when The vice housewarden overblotted and not the housewarden. You thought this job wasn’t for you, investigating wasn’t the job for a guidance counselor anyway. No one would blame you if you looked for work elsewhere. You were almost going to throw in the towel, until a student willingly knocked on your door and asked if you had the time. You were ecstatic, they actually had problems they wanted to talk about. With you! That student was Vil shoenheit. You listened and you gave him solutions and similar situations such as his. He came in annoyed and left relieved. You thought it was going well, until he overblotted as well. You were in the dirt, you didn’t prevent anything. But hey, more people willingly come to talk to you now and you schedule weekly sessions with the students who overblot. You track their progress on growing as a person and offer them a place on campus if they just need to calm down. You talk riddle down, You reassure Azul, Vil, and Idia, you build up Jamil and Malleuses’ self identity. Even if Leona takes advantage of your office and takes naps there because he needa a “mental health break”. It was a mess at first, but you’re really helping. You can feel it. They don’t feel like going to you is a drag anymore, they go to you happily because they know you can help them.

[duskymrel]

How would y'all feel if i wrote a drabble about the hosewardens and a fluffy domestic thing you would do in a relationship

[iiratix]

Author note : To begin with, I never planned on making this kind of note in the near future. However, here I am, making a mistake and accidentally posted it without further scenario. Anon whoever you are, I do hope you still got this. I'll be even more thankful if you're turn out to be my follower so it'll lessen the guilt in my heart

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Mutual

Where Ortho got fed up by his brother timidness

"Your brother."

"Ah, I understand the situatio— Huh?"

Ortho pupils dilated, shrinking upon the news. He watched at Y/n, who's cheeks rising up in vermilion red, awkwardly looking down at the ground. Ortho scanned her action from his perspective point of view, he even did further check on her heartbeat, professionally taking careful procedure to come up with a satisfying, absolute result.

"Your heart rate has accelerated up, surpassing the normal beat of pulse. My analyzation conclude, Y/n L/n had accommodate romantic feelings towar—"

"Yes, yes! So, please don't say it out loud, Ortho!" Y/n freak out, trying to silence the younger Shroud from spilling in any unnecessary information. Ortho take a moment to comprehend this entire flow of information and conversation, it was a sudden confession. Out of all days she could be honest to him, she picked this day, this time and this second.

"But… Please do me a favor!" Y/n clasps her hand together, connecting both of her palm, hand in a praying gesture. Ortho tilted his head, flaming hair dissipating by the edge into carbon oxygen. "It depends on the difficulties. However, I'm sure I can do everything when it comes to assistance!" The face that shows doubt and discomfort was evident by daylight, even Ortho didn't need to do a specific procedure to recapitulate it all.

"Ortho, I love you. I really do. You are like a sibling of mine that I cannot help but adore. So, please… On behalf of my distinguished pride… Please don't tell Idia!" Ortho could've sworn he feels his disk and circuit completely fried out. If it weren't for the fan by his system, he would've been broken by the spot.

"Eh? But, why? My calculation predicted that your confession has a 100% success rate." Y/n nip the lower of her lips, showing the sign of anxiety. There is no need to comfort her or even sweet talk her way out of this, not when her mind is preoccupied with plentiful daily scenarios.

"Well, he might not be interested… Especially since… This is me, we're talking about. Unlike others, I know how much he likes his solitude. I just can't… I can't picture him being interested in this kind of…Things you know?"

There's a saying, ignorance is bliss. Well, that is when that idiom did not fit right in this situation. And how wrong Y/n was, especially when it comes to this sort of situation.

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"O, Ortho, what are you saying?! Don't tell me your disk went fried up?!"

"Brother, I'm absolutely fine I told you! And I said, ``You need to confess to Y/n nee-san by now!``"

Idia pulled the string of his hood hiding his best red pale complexity. "No, no, no! Unlike dating sims, this is real life, I cannot reload everything when I mess up—!! What if I make a fool out of myself instead?! What if she rejected me?! What then?!" Ortho sighs, finding the two similar in certain ways. Perhaps it is true, from the information he gathered, he found out that love makes someone into an utter fool. And it proves to be right.

"Again, must I remind you of your success rate? It's 100% perfect!"

"100 out of infinite!"

The young Shroud sighs once again, finding his brother rather helpless. He cannot let this slide, not when his best friend and brother had feelings for one another. He must find a way to be the one bridge that connects the two relationships. If his brother persisted on howling up in his room, avoiding Y/n for his own sake. Very well, he'll be the one to invite her over.

"Connecting… Calling Y/n L/n…" Idia freaked out, hearing that command escape Ortho voice box. "Orth—"

Hello?

"HIEEKK—!!!" It's over, it is absolutely over for Idia. He wishes to dig a hole for himself, digging up his own grave to the core of the earth. Perishing, annihilated, disappearing from the face of the earth, more than willingly to let the ground devour him to their satisfaction.

"Y/n nee-san! Would you mind coming over to Ignihyde dorm? My brother wants to play with you again!!" Idia shakes his head aggressively, trying to tell Ortho that is not the case at all. But, his little brother ignored his silent pleading, smiling brightly at him. On that moment, Idia know he should've been afraid of his own brother more than anything.

The sibling betrayal was real, it was a traumatic event.

Idia did? Well… I mean… Of course I'll be there! Give me a minute!

Hey, henchman! Where do you think you're going?! Hey!!

I'll be there in a few minutes! See you then!

The call ended up with a click, the last thing the two ever heard was the rushing footsteps. Idia and Ortho stand in the middle of the room, the intoxicant silence that devours the two forms away. Ortho has always been a gutsy individual, or Android for his matter. And that personality of his, feared by Idia to a certain level degree, the highest one possible.

"....You're welcome, big brother!!"

"No, no, no! What do you mean you're welcome!?"

There's no need to explain any further than this. How Ortho wasted every single time, coming up with different kinds of scenarios, excuses or even sessions for each of the two interactions. There's no lying that Idia and Y/n have been wasting an awful amount of unhealthy hang outs. It was all thanks to Ortho himself, who has planned everything up ahead. 

Ignoring the complaint and lament that comes from Grim and her two best friends. Saying how much the two Shroud siblings have hogged out Y/n attention all by themselves. Especially the small monster. 

"No! You can't bribe me with tuna cans anymore! I want my henchman back!!" Grim was fuming in anger, stomping on his feet while looking at Ortho who was hovering from the ground. 

"I'm sorry, Grim-san. But I won't allow you to interrupt her moment with my brother!"

It is adorable, how the two fight over Y/n. Knowing how she herself came voluntarily on her own and not because Ortho persuaded and pleaded at her at all. No, absolutely not. There's no such thing as him doing the puppy dog eyes, playing the card of getting upset or any of those. He absolutely did not do that. At. All. 

That's a lie, but hey he needs to convince himself that is the case. For the sake of his own ship to sail and big brother's bright future. If it means he must fight with one petty and angry cat, he'll be more than willing to do so. The risk he must take for the sake of world peace he assumes himself. 

On the other hand, Idia and Y/n grew much closer than before. It was all thanks to Ortho and soon he will see the end of his hard work. He'll do more investigation and search for a place to confess, the gift and everything. He'll search it all down despite knowing his brother won't like what he's doing and once threatened to take the internet search privilege away from him. Absurd, but Idia cannot bring himself to do it by the end. So, it's likely enough an empty threat. 

"...tuna cans… cuddle… hey… Ortho!!" The young Shroud snapped out from his short train of thoughts, returning his attention to Grim, who remained angry up until now. 

"What is it, Grim-san?"

"—?! YOU BARELY LISTEN TO WHAT I SAID!! I TOLD YOU TO RETURN Y/N BACK ALREADY!!"

And with that, Ortho plan will continue on. Until the two come into an established relationship, far from platonic itself.

[nekoprankster218]

Thinking about that Halloween event scene where Idia had basically Leona’s personality and now picturing a scenario where the two swap personalities for a day

[gentlegiantberry]

idia with a digital artist s/o who fell asleep by accident while working on multiple projects at once?

Idia x gn! digital artist! reader

Prompt: Reader falls asleep at their work desk and Idia decides to check up on them

Warnings: possibly ooc Idia and him overthinking the whole situation

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Idia was worried. It wasn't anything too serious, really. Except you didn't answer his messages for the last few hours or answer his calls. Too bad your boyfriend was an overthinker. Were you purposely ignoring him? Do you not love him anymore? What if something happened to you? No, that couldn't be it. You were probably just busy with your commissions. You've been getting a lot of them lately, after all. You were probably just working hard, slouched at your desk, drawing away. You did tell him you were going to be busy. Still, he couldn't shake off the feeling something was wrong.

He was lying down on his bed, phone in his hand, staring at the last message he sent you. No answer whatsoever. You didn't even leave him on read, how cruel is that!?

At that moment, his worry got the best of him. He got up, put on his jacket, hood over his head, phone in his pocket. It wasn't a big deal, he just wanted to check up on you. A quick trip to your room just to see if you're okay. Nothing else.

He had to mentally prepare himself for this. Cracking the door open slightly, he peeked out to see no one in the hallway. That was when he made his move and quickly walked through the Ighnihyde hallways, to the mirror chamber and finally, your dorm room.

Idia stood there silently, looking around and checking if anyone saw him. He knocked on your door. No answer. He knocked again. Still no answer. What could you be doing that you didn't answer the door? It's not like it was late at night or early in the morning. That just made him worry even more. What if you were actually ignoring him? What if something actually did happen to you?

Then, he gathered up his courage, taking a deep breath and slowly opening the door to your room. And there you were, sound asleep on your work desk at your drawing tablet, the pen still in your hand with the drawing program opened, showing your unfinished work.

Relief washed over Idia when he saw you were perfectly fine, just seemingly exhausted from all the work you had. He let out the breath he forgot he was holding, took off his hood and quietly shut the door to your room, walking over to you and taking the pen away from your hand.

Putting the pen on the desk, he turned off the tablet and picked you up bridal style, placing you on the bed and covering you with a blanket. What he didn't expect, however, was for you to wake up and call out his name. He let out a panicked squeak and jumped slightly, looking at you.

"Uhm... Y-Yeah?"

"What are you doing..?"

"Nothing! Nothing... I'll just leave--"

"Wait, no..."

"Huh?"

Idia turned to you as you tugged his sleeve, trying to pull him on the bed with you. Shakily, he sat down at the edge of your bed, looking away from you and blushing, tips of his hair glowing pink. He let out another squeak when you pulled him down with you on the bed and wrapped your arms around his waist, cuddling into his chest and slowly falling asleep again.

He did not expect that. Stiff as a board, he slowly wrapped his arms around you and placed his head on top of yours. After a few minutes, which to him felt like hours, he fell asleep too, all the worry leaving him as he relaxed with you in his arms.

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I tried my best with this one so I hope you like it! I'm sorry if Idia seems ooc or if I made certain mistakes.

Please read the rules and preferences of writing before requesting: here

[silveeee]

idia who's sarcastic like 99% of the time but as soon as the sarcasm comes from another person he's clueless(projection goes brrr)💀

the projection is so real

anyway ! thank you for the request :D sorry it took me so long to write, i got busy with school but i also got thrown into writer's block </3

i freestyled this a little cause idk how u envisioned me writing this ^^" hope u like it tho !!!!

btw i refuse to make Ortho call Idia "brother" in dialogue where he's talking to him bc no mf does that. anywhere. ever. in the English language. so i'm sticking with the JP appellations !

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no content warnings needed :)

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It was downright unfair. Maybe even preposterous! Idia had been pacing around his room, mumbling and talking to himself – and the sheep plushies he and Ortho owned – about what had happened only ten minutes prior to him getting back to his room.

Idia had basically been forced to go into the real world to go get some equipment from Sam's shop, where he had encountered Vil. Vil wasn't the worst person to come across, but when Vil had tried to start up a conversation with him, which eventually lead to Idia asking him what he was there for, Idia got back a reply that made sense.

But it only made sense in the moment because as soon as he started walking back to his room he realized that Vil sounded a little.. off? He didn't even remember what Vil had said back to him, which made Idia a little nervous. What if he had sounded dumb? It couldn't have been that much of a fatal reply, right?

And so there he ended up, in his room, talking to the sheep plushies on his bed.

"It just can not have been so bad. There is no way. You guys would definitely agree with me if you had come with me and witnessed the whole situation, for sure!"

The sheep plushies didn't respond, obviously, but right after Idia finished his sentences the door to his room opened, Ortho coming in through the door a second later.

"Are you getting answers out of them, Nii-san?"

"Yeah, they're spilling the world's very own secrets to me right now."

Ortho wasn't one to use sarcasm much himself, since he thought it was confusing, but Idia used it almost daily. It got more frequent when Idia was thinking about a situation where he couldn't figure out what was going on.

Ortho then quickly managed to put two and two together, moving over to pat Idia on the back. "Nii-san, even if you completely missed the sarcasm, they most likely have already forgotten about the interaction."

"...thanks, Ortho."

Maybe he should just bring Ortho with him next time.

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ty for reading !!! it was short but i also didn't really. have an exact idea for the prompt ? as i said, i freestyled it and i'm not unhappy with the result !!

[jamilviperswife]

Masterlist!

Heartslabyul

Riddle Rosehearts:

Trey Clover:

Cater Diamond:

Duece Spade:

Ace Trappola:

Savannaclaw

Leona Kingscholar:

Ruggie Bucchi:

Jack Howl:

Jack With A Teasing Catgirl Girlfriend - https://www.tumblr.com/jamilviperswife/728774415161180160/foaming-at-mouth-hey-jack-howl-with-like-a? Drabble

Jack Howl Being Needy During His Rut - https://www.tumblr.com/jamilviperswife/728817043114278912/no-thoughts-only-jack-howl-being-sooo-needy-during? One shot

Jack Gaining A Crush On Waitress!Reader - https://www.tumblr.com/jamilviperswife/728830833870454784/jack-howl-stole-my-heart-and-also-sorry-idk-any? One shot

Octavinelle

Azul Ashengrotto:

Jade Leech:

Floyd Leech:

Scarabia

Kalim Al-Asim:

Jamil Viper:

Where Did It All Go Wrong? - https://www.tumblr.com/jamilviperswife/729306256222961664/hi-hello-idk-how-requests-really-work-but-could?source=share - Drabble Don't Leave Me - https://www.tumblr.com/jamilviperswife/731467055704965120/dont-leave-me?source=share - Drabble

Pomefiore

Vil Schoenheit:

Rook Hunt:

Epel Felmier

Ignihyde

Idia Shroud:

Ortho Shroud:

Diasomnia

Malleus Draconia:

Lilia Vanrouge:

Silver Vanrouge:

Sebek Zigvolt:

HEADCANONS

https://www.tumblr.com/jamilviperswife/728770301676191744/twisted-wonderland-headcanons?

https://www.tumblr.com/jamilviperswife/728809405214343168/twisted-wonderland-headcanons-pt2?

https://www.tumblr.com/jamilviperswife/745682132623654912/hi-since-requests-are-open-id-like-to-ask-if?

I apologize as it's going to look a little wacky for the time being, but until I get the kinks worked out, this is going to be my masterlist for now! 😅

[luminous-letters]

Idia with a sentimental s/o who almost cries when thinking about their favorite music or childhood movies and games bc they can’t listen or watch or play them anymore since they’re in twisted wonderland?

Sentiments? Boo. He doesn't need to add more gloom to his life. It's like adding more salt to the sea.

But he can understand your situation, he'd have something he'd miss to do with people he cared about. He feels sympathy towards your situation, but he sure he won't be of any help. He could barely help himself, so why even bother?

"Brother, come on," Ortho sighed, skimming through the assortment of comics and cartridges from Idia's cabinet. "Don't wanna," the older Shroud groaned.

"But they're sad!" Ortho protested, "So am I, but you don't see me complaining," Idia quipped.

"That's not the point."

"Then what?"

"You need to cheer them up! They look homesick," Ortho handed his brother a stack of old movies. "No TWSTopoly?" Idia asked.

"They're horrible at TWSTopoly."

"TWSTcraft?"

"Even worse."

"TWSTemble Stars?"

"Horrendous."

Then what could he do? Clearly, you know nothing about any of his likes, with you being from another world and all. He bet you can't even name Hercules' main character.

"You know, brother, instead of sitting there thinking, you can always ask them," Ortho sighed, ushering his brother out of their shared room.

"Wh-what? Wait! Ortho, don't lock me out again!" the Ignihyde housewarden banged at the room's metal doors.

"Good luck!" was his brother's chippy response.

And so, here we see a wild Idia Shroud out of his natural habitat, and into the jungles full of normies and unwanted extroverts. It's a cesspool.

It didn't take long for him to jog to your dorm. Despite him skipping out on most, if not all, of his P.E. activities, it's undeniable that Idia has a rather muscular physique. Though, he was panting when he reached the now well-kept and polished porch.

"Idia?" he heard a sniffle, then the creak of the dorm's doors swinging open. "U-uh, hey...?" he picked himself up.

"You should come in," you offered, "Yeah, I really should..."

"I got some...got some stuff for y-you..." he placed the stack of CDs on the coffee table. You looked intrigued, delicately flipping from movie to movie.

A tin-shaped, olive robot donning a heroic stance in front of an explosion was the movie's poster. "It's one of my faves," he shared.

"Honestly, the main guy was a bit icky to me at the start. What made ne hooked were the cool villains, and then the sequel came out," he rambled on, "It was a big improvement for the dude, and then they gave him lasers, a plasma sword and then jetpacks and of course more explosions—"

"It reminds me a lot of back home. Actually, I'd stop by some stores on my way back from school," you reminisced, sinking into the cushiony warmth of the sofa, beside Idia.

"I've never been a fan of action movies, but my brothers and my mom would always get excited about it. So, it kind of became routine to me, school, store, then home— until I got hooked to it myself," you chuckled, tears welling up.

He knows that feeling of longing, it took him a lot of time to move on himself; and he still couldn't say that he's fully recovered. "Do you want to watch it?" he asked.

"Why not?"

For the next few hours, you were munching on a bag of chips and enjoying the old film's explosions and action scenes, simultaneously gagging at the cheesy romance bits that came with it.