#NO IT'S NOT BECAUSE I WANTED TO WRITE KIND OF SOFT LEONA SHUT UP

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protection - k. leona

summary; you don't need protection but leona likes to insist on it when the rest of his dorm are trying to be assholes.

genre/extra tags; fluff, comedy if you squint, jaguar! reader, cat behaviors but with humans, quiet-ish(?)! reader, reader has vitiligo, reader is mc but not really???, reader is referred to as mc and prefect, reader has no mentioned skin tone, reader is implied to be shorter but not by much (sorry, jaguars are just shorter than lions), slightly badly written hurt/comfort, ooc leona?????

[warnings; assholes being assholes, making fun of appearances (specifically vitiligo) but like this all only happens at the start and 1-2 times]

[gender neutral! reader]

word count; 907

a/n; yippee!!! thank you for the request! i hope you enjoy! i had a good time writing this! something abt jaguars just makes me so happy like when i watch owls. they're just silly little guys yk

also im bad at writing mean shit sometimes so uih,,,, dink donk sorry. also the spots that reader have are the rosette spots that jaguars have!! i only say the ones on the arms but it's implied that there's a pattern on them on their body :)))

you haven't really had much time in the savanaclaw dorm because despite how it contains people like you, they were not very nice. but it didn't really matter to you as you didn't need a pack to live happily. you have a pack, yeah, but it wasn't really a necessity for your kind of beastmen. you've learned very quickly that jaguar beastmen aren't really social people. so you've been accustomed to being alone in peaceful silence.

"you're brave for coming here looking like that. spots and all."

and you're more than used to a few verbal jabs about your looks.

you attempt to walk past the three beastmen but they're blocking your way. you huffed in annoyance.

"are you here to see dorm leader? because i'm sure he doesn't want to see you." one of them (the assumed leader) pokes at a particularly different part of your skin. it just happens to be one of the several spots you sport on your arm, the biggest rosette spot. you don't say anything as you push past them.

the collar of your shirt is tugged on, forcing you to stop. "we didn't say you could leave, short ass."

"no, you didn't, but i did." leona's voice rings out in the common room of the dorm. the air felt colder than ice despite the beaming sun outside. "you got a lot of nerve trying to make fun of my partner, you know?" he rolls his eyes at the trio as he pulls you to his side. "you okay, mc? they didn't hurt you right?"

you're faced away from the three as you look at leona, "i'm good." you mutter. you're not really shaken up, maybe feeling a little odd. somehow it felt different from the other times that you've been made fun of. was it because of leona coming to help?

"good. if there's any scratch of you, i don't think i would be so easy on you lot. tch." leona glared tiredly at the three beastmen. the trio pathetically blabbers their apologies as they leave. "why don't you fight back?"

you shrug as you both walk to leona's room, "i'm used to it. it's not the first time people picked on me." your ears flicker at the sound of beastmen in their respective dorm rooms. you can distinctly hear jack working out, it makes you huff in amusement. "i'm not social like you, leona, i don't express my anger as easily as you. also they just wanted to get a rise out of me to make me look bad in front of you."

"well, you should say when you're mad. or at least fight back?" he muttered. "you're... just as strong as i am."

"heh, takes a lot to call me strong, my lion." you snickered for a second but you stop, frowning slightly as you remember the odd feeling from earlier.

"shut up." he knocks a knuckle against your head. he opens to the door to his room, he gently grabs your hand and takes you into his room. closing the door and locking it, he faces you. "are you sure you're okay?" he asks. his eyes are stern but soft as he stares at you.

you take a moment to answer. in that moment, he rubs his head against your neck as if to comfort. "i don't know? felt weird when you stood up for me." he moves his head to look at you and wait for you to continue. your hands grip his clothes at the waist. "it didn't feel bad. they made fun of my... spots. i'm usually used to it but it felt different today. is that weird?" your ears flatten as you look up at him.

"nothing weird about feeling bad. being insulted sucks." he pauses, "was it at least a good thing that you felt when i came around?" his free hand reaches to brush his fingers through the layer of fur on your ears.

you lean into the touch, "i think so. but the insults kind of sunk in after that too..." you muttered as you rest your body against his. he's quick to lead you onto the bed, both of you laying down and finally getting comfy. "didn't like it. just wish they just made fun of my personality and not.. something i can't control." you try your best to explain. you pick at the stray hairs on his face, staring at your jaguar spots on your arms. "heard comments like it all the time and yet... something felt off." you sigh, "maybe it was because they mentioned you." his ears twitch at the comment.

"what did they say?"

"that you wouldn't wanna see me. poked at my spot after that." your finger rubs over the biggest rosette on your forearm.

"i'll make sure they get their heads straight." his hand grabs at your wrist and moves your arm as his lips kiss the spots. "until then, i won't ever say i don't want to see you. i love you a lot... and i hope you know that." his voice is stern but you can see the love pouring from his eyes as he stares at you.

you can feel your face go warm as he continues to stare at you, "s-stop looking at me like that, would you?!"

"but it's cute watching you be all embarrassed over me saying i love you." he snickers.

"back- back off, leona! not all of us are whipped for their partners!"

"don't lie to yourself, you love me too."

[yulin-pop]

Dorm leaders and vice leaders with a really tsundere reader?

⤷ ✧ Tsundere

- order 34 | Shorts | Housewardens + Vice housewardens

Gender neutral

I couldn’t tell if this was a request but I’ll write a little for it anyway!! It’s a lot of characters but I still wanted to do this request

Riddle would probably be very confused. He would find you impolite but then get confused when you get flustered. He was just trying to fix your tie? He yells at you for playful punches. He expects people to be direct and show their feelings with love. Although, there is some love to your actions. If you show your softer side, he’s a bit put off but enjoys seeing you less uptight.

Trey would laugh it off. He brushes off brash behavior. Any hitting, he pats your head and tries to calm you down. He always has urges to just tease you every moment he gets. He tries not to act out on these urges but sometimes he can’t…he might end up intimidating you a bit too much. He wasn’t surprised when he saw your kinder side, he knew there was a part of you like that.

Leona cackles at your reaction to anything he does. You were naturally aggressive and your aggression was especially bad with him. He eggs you on for his own entertainment. But there are times he doesn’t have to energy for your banter and he tells you to shut your mouth. He can honestly see right through you. Try to hit him while he’s trying to nap, you’re getting grabbed and he’s using you as a lap pillow for the next five hours or so.

Ruggie would be so confused but take advantage of it for entertainment (like Leona). He doesn’t get why you’re always punching him when you’re nervous. He makes fun of you but in a loving way. He definitely would use Laugh With Me to embarrass you. He enjoys seeing you get flustered and mad. Don’t take it personally, he does it to everyone.

Azul would try to handle your odd behavior and will try to please you. When you yell or hit him for no apparent reason, he always gets so confused. He doesn’t understand the concept of “being mean is my affection” really. He’s a bit surprised to see your loving side, but it was weird to see.

Jade is an expert at handling mean people. You’re always punching his shoulder and luckily he’s quite used to it. I’d like to imagine him just lifting you off the floor and watching you flail around. He either intentionally or unintentionally ticks you off. He handles you very well and easily laughs it off.

Kalim always tries to please you. You always seem so upset for one reason or another. He pats your says and reassures it’ll all be ok. He laughs in pain every time you hit him. He’s naturally physically affectionate and will gravitate towards you. He grabs your hand and doesn’t let go for a hot minute or just puts his arms around your neck. It’s rare but sometimes you do return his affections and he’s over joyed.

Jamil thinks you’re a huge pain in the ass. He’s so blatantly out of energy especially with you. He doesn’t have to energy to go back and forth with you. But he watches you. He knows enough that your harshness is affection and comes naturally to you. But not any less tiresome for him. He’s soft with you because he just doesn’t care.

Vil is displeased. He knows that your rude behavior is your kind of affection but he just can’t understand why some would express love that way. He wants respect from you but also very amused when you’re resisting. You wanna play that way?

Rook is definitely to looking to push your buttons. To see what sets you off, what flusters you. He’s looking for it all. It’s creepy (of course it is because it’s Rook). You hit him away but he doesn’t even flinch. Definitely predator prey with you two.

Idia is always thinking all sorts of things. He would never say it to you out loud he he always refers to you as a tsundere in his head. He actually kinda loves how mean you are. He gets nervous but at the same time likes it when you yell or hit him. He melts if you ever show you nicer side to him.

Malleus is at a loss. He’s puzzled and can’t comprehend how you behave. He takes offense at first but he began to notice that there was some love in your actions. Still confused but he handled your aggressiveness and just pet you on the head.

Lilia is used to troublesome ones like you. At the same time, he wants to calm you down but also wishes to see you irritated because he thinks it’s amusing! It’s his way of showing his affection. A unique way that mixes terribly but well at the same time. He isn’t surprised to know you have a softer demeanor. (He would definitely let you rest your head on his lap).

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

The Stars Don’t Shine; They Burn

Happy Mother’s Day, Deuce and Ruggie.

I’m really into your looks 🥰 Think you can introduce me to your mom/grandma? This is a MHYK joke

***Mild spoilers for the Wish Upon a Star event!***

Imagine this...

The shooting stars were a spectacle to behold.

Blinking, twinkling, as they hung in the sky, like celestial beads decorating a dusky dress, like ornaments strewn up amid dark leaves. Then they fell from grace, plummeting to the earth as blurs of light streaking the night. Trails of sparkles followed, raining down like fine glitter--the stuff of faith, trust, and a little pixie dust.

All the people’s desires, come to seek their loving wishers.

This was the annual Star Sending.

It was a rare time of unity for the students and the staff of Night Raven College. One long, solemn breath held in their chests as they looked to the sky above.

So crystal clear, so spacious. Every little shimmering secret swirling overhead reflected back in Deuce’s watery eyes.

I did this. I helped make this a reality.

He sniffed, wiping at the tear trails left behind on his cheeks. The wetness was cool, temporary relief from the blazing summer heat, comforting him as he was cradled by the stars.

... I did it, mom.

She had sounded so close over the phone, almost as though she were right next to him, a hand laid on his shoulder as they watched the stars fall. He could see her smiling at him now, her face the portrait of motherly confidence.

A breeze sweeping her hair up in dark wisps. Starlight refracting in the peacock green of her irises.

Physical traits they shared.

Like mother, like son.

“I’m so proud of you, Deuce,” she had told him. “My little Stargazer. You’ve changed so much.”

Fresh sniffles tore through him at the memory.

He continued to rub at his eyes, whisking away the tears—but new ones formed, only to be continuously battered away. His face would likely be swollen and red by the end of the night.

Rosebuds blooming into full flowers in the heady summer.

Burning tears collected in the corners of Deuce’s eyes. They clung to him like dewdrops on morning leaves, refusing to fall until their dying moments.

Overhead, the constellations shifted. Shining sugar continued to drift down upon the world.

I’m... no longer the person I was before. I’m moving forward. These tears... are just proof of that, aren’t they?

Deuce clasped his hands together, casting a wobbling smile to the sky.

“I’m... changing.”

The wind rushed out of him when he uttered those words—almost as though a binding spell had been released. The magic, his expelled breath, fanned through the field, at last liberated to the world.

He laughed through his tears, throwing his arms out to embrace the sky, the stars. Fabric billowed. The accessories on his outfit tinkled in turn, ringing in a merry welcome, a new start.

The sun, the moon, the stars.

The galaxy expanding before his very eyes.

Deuce was spellbound by it all.

A jostle to his arm snapped him out of it. He stumbled, found his footing again, and whipped his head to face his impish assailant.

“Whoops, sorry ‘bout that! Didn’t see you there, Deuce-kun.”

“Bucchi-senpai!!”

Deuce’s hands instinctively flew to his pockets—or where they would be, were it not for his Stargazer robes. There had been no place to stash his wallet, and therefore, nothing of value for Ruggie to swipe. The first year sighed in relief—before he realized that his eyes were still wet, and panic seized him.

“I-I wasn’t crying! I was so amazed by the shooting stars that I forgot to blink!!” Deuce blurted out. “I-It’s just pollen allergies!”

“Uh, that’s one more excuse than you needed there,” Ruggie pointed out, snickering. “Chill, I won’t rat you out or anything. I’m just here to get a good view of the stars.”

“O-Oh, right!!” He robotically side stepped and gestured, offering up the space where he had once been standing to his upperclassman.

“Nishishi, how nice of you~ Don’t mind if I do!”

Ruggie slid over, staring out into space. His snickers gave way to quiet, his gaze steadily passing from star to star as they blazed through the sky.

Strangely solemn.

“Man... Ortho-kun went so high up. He cleared that cloud like it was nothing...” the hyena mumbled. His eyes were glazed over, yet slightly shiny--like the glaze on the donuts he loved so much.

“Bucchi-senpai...” Deuce balled his hands. Passion rose up in his throat. “I understand how you’re feeling!”

“Huh, you do?”

“The stars are so pretty, you’ve forgotten to blink too, right?!” The first year eagerly pumped hist fists into the air. “You just want to watch them forever and ever!”

“Uh... sure, let’s go with that.” Inwardly, Ruggie groaned. Sheesh, is this guy naive or what? Who’d wanna do something as sappy as that?

But in spite of his thoughts, he found his own eyes drawn to the sky once more. The stars, magnetic.

“... Hey,” he said slowly, his head still angled upward, “do you think we’ll ever be able to reach those stars someday? If our voices will ever reach the same heights?”

Deuce’s answer was immediate, and just as earnest.

“Well, I still need to work on my flying. I’m nowhere near as good as you are--but I’m sure that if we both keep practicing, we’ll be able to reach the stars!”

Ruggie’s mouth twisted into a wry smile, a laugh escaping from between his lips. “You make it sound so easy.”

“It won’t be. We’ll definitely mess up or fail...! But what matters most is getting up and trying again and again until we finally succeed!” Deuce returned his grin, determination dancing in his eyes.

“That’s the whole reason we’re able to see the star shower today. Everyone tried so much to make it a reality. You’re one of the hardest workers I’ve ever known, Bucchi-senpai...! So I’m sure that you can do it too! The stars... they’ll surely hear you!”

Ruggie stared at him.

For a moment, there was only darkness, their shadows stretching across the lawn. Then came the stars that shattered it, silver shards piercing them every which way. Exposing, glaring light in the night.

Ruggie chuckled softly.

It swelled, becoming a laugh, and then a cackle, then a crazed laugh. Loud, erratic, and high-pitched, the sort of laugh only a hyena was capable of.

“Did I say something funny?” Deuce asked, his expression folding into confusion.

“Nah, it’s nothing like that. I just...” Ruggie caught himself and stopped, forced himself to veer his head and look away. “... Sorry, I think I hear Leona-san calling for me.”

“Really? I didn’t hear any...”

“A beastman’s got his ways!” Ruggie indicated his fluffy ears, which wiggled mischievously. “Ahhhh, looks like my time stargazing’s over~ I gotta get going before Leona-san starts whining.”

He quickly turned away, rushing by his junior with a pat on the back.

“Catch ya later, Deuce-kun. Thanks for keeping me company!”

“Hey, wait...!”

He pivoted and reached out, but just narrowly missed grabbing ahold of Ruggie’s scruff. An expert dodge, an animal slipping through his fingers and bolting away.

“Huh?”

It was brief, but for a second, Deuce thought he had glimpsed something wet and shiny. A flash, a glimmer. Drops as crystal clear as the night sky.

Something that wasn’t a star upon Ruggie’s face.

“Was that...?”

"There you are.”

Leona uncrossed his arms and pushed himself off of the tree trunk he had been leaning against. Slipping his hands into his pockets, he lazily prowled toward his right-hand man. Leona wore his regal features well, even if they were marred by irritation and the tears left over from a yawn. 

“I was beginning to wonder how long you’d stand there and gawk,” he called. “The ceremony’s over now. Let’s get going back to Savanaclaw.”

The lion stopped short a few paces before Ruggie.

“You’re crying.”

His brow furrowed, his lips pinching into a sideways frown.

“I’m not,” Ruggie stubbornly insisted. His mind worked as fast as his fingers did, leaping to borrow Deuce’s excuse. “I... just looked at the stars for too long. I forgot to blink.”

“Right.”

Both of them knew that Leona didn’t believe him.

“... Did someone hurt your precious feelings?” the prince asked, a certain snideness set to his voice. Sarcasm to conceal true concern. “Really, I thought you were hardier than that.”

“The only thing that’s hurting here’s your pride, Leona-san. Can’t last a few minutes without me, can ya?” Ruggie shook his head, letting his shaggy bangs fall over his eyes--hoping that they would hide his tears.

“Hmph. Looks like you’re doing just fine if you can still talk back to me like that. My worry is wasted on you.”

“Aww, you were worried about me? You big softie.”

Leona growled, brushing by him.

“Move your tail.”

“Gotcha. You’re the boss, Boss~”

Ruggie trailed after his dorm leader, his steps falling in line with Leona’s. Despite the saunter, the lion left quite an impression in the grass where he walked--large sandals smoothing out the land, forcing it to make way for him. Meanwhile Ruggie, on his light and agile feet, easily followed, his footsteps left unseen in the shadow of Leona’s.

A smaller star, orbiting one that burned so brightly. Eclipsed by him, and the world.

Ruggie’s steps slowed.

He lifted his head to the sprawling sky, and the multitude of lights that littered it. Took in the sights and the sounds and the mysteries of the universe.

Amid the darkness, he found the twinkle of eyes, the broad curve that made up a smile. A kind face carved out in the stars, a gentle laugh whispered by the wind.

His breath stilled, his heart stopped.

Deuce’s words resonated in his mind, and in his chest.

“You’re one of the hardest workers I’ve ever known, Bucchi-senpai...! So I’m sure that you can do it too! The stars... they’ll surely hear you!”

“........................ Yeah. Maybe they will.”

“Mm?” Leona glanced over his shoulder. “Did you say something?” 

The hyena was looking upward, his intense gaze fixated on a point in the sky. Seeing something that Leona couldn’t.

That’s right, his mom is...

Leona’s expression creased, complicating his handsomeness.

“... Oi, Ruggie. I’m going ahead without you,” he announced gruffly, folding his arms. “You stay here and do whatever. Stare at the stars until you get bored of them, I don’t care.”

There was a break in Ruggie’s face. Surprise that lasted for a second before he relaxed, his shoulders lowering in defeat.

“... Thanks, Leona-san. You’re a real one.”

"Don’t thank me just yet,” the lion snorted. “I still expect you up bright and early for Magift Club practice tomorrow.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

Leona nodded, saying said nothing more as he turned on his heel and departed. To the naked eye, his stride was as slow as ever--but Ruggie understood that his pace had quickened, that he was making haste.

A graceful exit, permission for privacy.

When his dorm leader was completely out of sight, Ruggie let the feelings fly.

Silent tears dripped down his face, heavy and salty waterfalls he had long held back. His mouth wobbled as it was pulled back into a wide grin, a howl of laughter thrown out.

Simultaneously crying and smiling.

Sad and happy.

Painful and painless.

“Mom...” Ruggie nearly choked on the word. “You’re up there too. Are you watching over me? Are you... proud of me?”

The wind whistled. It didn’t give a response, and it didn’t seek to soothe him.

Not that he had expected them to.

No matter what his grandma’s stories were, the stars could never speak. “They are people of the past,” she’d say. “People we’ve loved. People we’ve lost. But if you wish hard and listen closely, your voice will reach them.”

Ruggie sniffled into his sleeve. “................. Stupid.”

It’s just a fairy tale.

“IT ISN’T STUPID, BUCCHI-SENPAI!!”

“H-Huh?!”

Ruggie keeled over with a shout. His bum slammed into the earth, sending a dull thud of pain racing through him. The sky and the stars crashed into one another in his vision, darkness grasping light in its clutches.

“Oops, s-sorry! I didn’t mean to make you fall over!” Deuce sputtered, rushing over to offer a hand. “Here, let me help!”

“What are you...” Ruggie bristled, lurching back from the freshman, hand retracted. His voice lost its steam when he took a look at Deuce. It looked as though a damn had burst, flooding his entire face. “Why are you crying?”

“I er... I overheard it,” Deuce confessed sheepishly. “I’m sorry, I followed you because I was curious, and I... well, you know.”

“Oh.”

Ruggie’s ears flattened. He carefully stood, ignoring Deuce’s hand, and dusted himself off.

An awkward silence filled the air between them.

“................... Um! I-If I can say something!!” Deuce cried, clenching both of his fists. “I think... if your mom was here, she’d give you a big hug and tell you how proud she is of everything you’ve done.”

“How would you know? You don’t know her. I didn’t even know her. She died before I even had the chance to.”

“I! I just know!! I know she’d be!!” Deuce shouted indignantly. He flew at Ruggie, seizing him by the arms. “You’re more amazing than you realize you are, senpai! You can smile like this when you’re so sad inside. So please... Have more faith in yourself!”

“Are you seriously gonna lecture me while you’re bawling your own eyes out?!”

“Y-You’re doing the same!!”

“At least cry about something else, not about me! ‘S embarrassing...!”

“I respectfully refuse!! I will repeat myself until you stop crying!”

“You stop first!!”

Their argument echoed into a dark expanse, the bickering turning playful with time and the scornful snickers turning into true laughter. All around them, the stars formed a shimmering veil, sheltering them as they huddled.

Two boys, not quite men, still yet to find their ways in the world.

A single star inlaid in the apex of the sky shone, burning loudly, proudly.

[mobagehelllocal]

“you are the best thing, that’s ever been mine”

Hi! If you could can you write the dorm leaders squishing/reacting to their s/o’s soft and adorable cheeks, or just them cupping their cheeks in their hands (like those vids with the dogs fitting themselves in their owner’s hands)

- from Anonymous

A/N: Hi Anon~! Thank you so much for this! I listened to Taylor Swift’s whole Speak Now album to get into the vibe... and “Mine” seemed to suit it... so that’s where the title is from! ... This almost got called Chubby Bunny but... I never liked that game xD

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"Uwawa~ Riddle this is delicious!” You had hummed, a fork pressed against your lips, and a hand on your cheek as you chewed happily. Riddle was torn between being incredibly pleased or embarrassed at the amount of praise that you were casually throwing at him. 

“Of course!” Riddle decided, as he puffed his chest out and straightened his back. 

“You definitely learnt from last time.” you giggled, as you remembered how he had actually taken Trey’s statement seriously about the oyster sauce...

“That was Trey’s fault.” Riddle defended himself and you giggled again. 

“Either way, this is delicious~” you pop another slice of it into your mouth. “Ish really good~” 

“Don’t talk with your mouth full.” He scolded lightly, as he brushed a gloved hand at the corner of your mouth to remove pie crumbs. At the action, you beamed at him brilliantly, and his heart melted at how adorable you looked. 

Unconsciously he found himself cupping your cheek as you chewed your pie. You blinked at hm in surprise, and as you swallowed, you closed your eyes and leant your face into his palm. He felt his face flare up in response.

Under the light of the hot afternoon sun, surrounded by the red roses of Heartslabyul and the colorful tea set prepared for the Tea Party...

You--serene, eyes shut, and the way you leant into his touch so naturally--his pulse leapt in response. 

Resplendent.

“You...”

When Riddle began to speak your eyes opened to peer at him curiously. 

“...” 

“Riddle?” 

“I’m glad I met you.” Riddle said, his heart pounded in his ears. 

“Hrm?” 

“If it weren’t for you... I don’t think I could be myself.” 

“You give me too much credit... Ace, Trey, everyone... they were there too.” you laughed lightly, but he shook his head. 

“Yes but... you’re here right now.” he said very quietly, as he reached his other hand to lace with your own. “You’re by my side. You’re my friend, and also my...” here he paused as his blush brightened, and you couldn’t help the grin that spread across your face in response. “My lover...” he whispered.

“Thank you.” he smiled gently, “for helping me find who I want to be... and for accepting me as myself.” 

“Silly Riddle.” you giggled as you leant forward to press your forehead against his. “That’s not something you need to thank me about!” 

“So you say but...” 

His eyes fluttered shut, and his heart might be beating fast--but he was at peace with you by his side. 

‘Thank you, [Name]... for being mine.’

--

Leona felt something tickle his nose, which made his whole face twitch. As he jerked his head away from the ticklish sensation, the light of the morning sun hit his eyes, and he blinked rapidly. 

‘Morning.’ he sighed, already exhausted just at the thought of it. When he looked away from the wide windows of his dorm room, he glanced down to see your head lying on his right arm. ‘No wonder I couldn’t move it.’

Since he couldn’t move (not that Leona wanted to move), he decided to watch you until he fell asleep again. He raised a hand and began to brush it through your hair--aimlessly choosing to untangle your hair. He snorted softly to himself as you let out a particularly loud snore against his arm.

He resolved to tease you about it later... but for now.

He spent the morning admiring the way you looked in his arms, in his bed--in his room, greeting the dawn of a new day by his side.

To be honest...

‘It’s not a bad look on you.’ he decided, ‘it’s something I can get used to.’ 

His tanned hand trailed down, from your hair, and cupped your cheek gently--brushing the pad of his thumb against your cheek. 

Your cheek was soft against his touch, and from this close he could see the way freckles dotted your skin. He loved to nap in patches of sunlight, and since you constantly spent time with him--he had, on more than one occasion--dragged you to lie with him under the sun. When his thumb brushed underneath your eye, your lashes twitched.  

“Mhm... Leona...” you muttered, and his ear twitched in response to that. 

“Are you dreaming about me, herbivore?” he asked lowly, at which you didn’t respond. You did however turn your head. Originally you had tucked your head underneath his chin, and had tangled your legs with his at some point in the night. You turned your whole body so that all your back was pressed against the bed--your head still on his arm. 

As the light of the sun illuminated your whole form, he could see the way your eye lashes twitched, but determinedly stayed shut. He chuckled at that. He slowly slid his arm out from underneath your head and moved to straddle you. 

His other hand still cupped your cheek, and he leant down to brush his nose against yours.

He cherished this quiet moment. 

He knew he wasn’t the best person at expressing his happiness with you being by his side. It was just... difficult for him. 

You--ever so kind, and understanding--you knew these things without prompting. You had never demanded more of him than he was comfortable giving--even if (and this is something he would never tell anyone--) he would push himself--if it was something you truly wanted.  

“When did I become so smitten with you?” he asked, underneath his breath as he stared at you--as if your sleeping face held all the answers to his problems.

And wasn’t there a sense of truth in that? 

When he had asked the universe for a mate who would see him--

The universe had delivered you to him. 

Under the morning light of the sun, as he pressed a brief kiss against your forehead, he renewed his promise.

‘You will never be left wanting,’ he thought, ‘you are mine.’

--

You had been standing with Azul next to the huge window of Octavinelle’s Mostro Lounge that peered into the depths of the sea when you feel something enter your eye. 

“Ack--!” Azul’s head whipped in your direction when you start making uncomfortable noises.

“[Name], are you alright?”

“Hngh... Yeah--just--something got in my eye.” You rapidly begin blinking, but the irritation causes you to start crying. Azul twitched at that--he hated seeing your tears. So he reached forward and gently cupped your face in his hand before he leaned in.

“Which eye?”

“This one.” you point at your left eye as you rapidly blink. “Blow please?” 

“Of course.” Azul gently brushed the tears away, as he raised his lips to gently blow at your eye. “How’s that, my love?” 

“Still there.” you said as you blinked again. Azul repeated the process until you finally confirmed that it was gone. 

Azul had chosen not to let you go though, and as you blinked your tears away, he would gently swipe them at them with the pads of his fingers. In the process of that, Azul began to grow lost in thought.

Azul hated your tears as much as he hated his own.

He had always hated that he was quick to cry about almost everything--especially about anything that made him feel upset.

He hated your tears because it meant that you had been hurt. He (and the twins really) always fell into an overprotective state whenever your eyes would turn glassy. 

You--who had chosen him despite all his flaws...

Despite all of his mistakes, his faults, his imperfections...

He had long accepted that he wasn’t worthy of your love, to have your presence at his side.

But for some reason you chose him--you had still chosen him.

It’s because of that, that he was so grateful you were willing to stay by his side. 

The least he could do is make sure you will never cry. 

The least he could do is be the best person he can be, so you would be proud to call him your lover. 

And if in your future you would cry--then Azul will do everything in his power to at least make them tears of joy. 

You stared into Azul’s eyes. You could tell he was a million miles away, deeply reminiscing... 

“See something you like?” He flinched at you suddenly speaking, and realized he’d been holding your face for a socially inappropriate length of time. 

“Sorry I’ll--”

“You mean you don’t like what you see?” 

“That’s-- of course not!” His face brightened, going from the lightest shade of pink to a brilliant shade of red. You giggled in response.

“You--why must you keep teasing me like this?” he sighed, as he rubbed his fingers against your cheeks. “You didn’t use to do this.” 

“I got it from Jade and Floyd.” you chirped back, and you giggled at his angry mutterings of ‘corruptions’ and ‘why I oughta--’

He’s distracted from his ramblings when he felt you lace your fingers with his hands. 

“Such gentle, caring hands.” you hummed. “the hands of the one who makes me happy.”  

You thought it was impossible for his blush to intensify--but it did. 

The way your eyes fluttered close in bliss, the happy smile on your lips and the way that the ocean’s waves illuminated your skin made him think--

‘You belong here, right by my side.’ 

“I’ll,” he paused as he cleared his throat, He blinked rapidly, and hoped that he wouldn’t start crying. “I will do my best to be someone who can make you even happier.” 

“I’m already happiest by your side Azul.” you beamed up at him, your eyes contained the endless depth of your love, and he felt like he could drown in them. “Just never let go.” 

“I have no plans too.” He said, serious, at which you giggled.

“I think this is the part you kiss me.” you said, all cheeky, and though the red on his cheeks flare up again, he leant down to kiss you.

If Azul used contracts to make a deal with other people--what you had were his kisses. 

Azul’s tender kisses were his promises to you--of never letting go, and of happiness in your relationship. 

--

"Do you like the food [Name]?” Kalim beamed at you, and you couldn’t help but beam back--your cheeks filled with tasty treats from the Land of Hot Sands.

“Mhm! Kalim ish good!” Kalim only laughed at how adorable you were when you spoke with a mouth full. 

“I’m glad you like it!” Kalim nodded happily as he too began to eat, “Jamil cooks very well after all.” Jamil twitched as he was mentioned, and when he looked up from his meal, he’s instantly blinded by both of your brilliant smiles.

“Jamil! Thanks!” Jamil felt his brow twitched as the both of your spoke with your cheeks filled with food.

“Stop talking with your mouths full.” he reminded, while he thought ‘these two were made for each other.’ You both simultaneously swallowed your food, cleared your throats and spoke in unison again--

“Jamil!~ Thanks for the food~!” you both beamed. 

‘Ugh, bright.’ he thought, as he sighed and looked away, his hand tugging at his hoodie. “Yeah yeah, just eat already.” 

In response the two of you promptly dug in and kept eating. 

“Mhm~ I really love the spices used.” you hummed. 

Kalim couldn’t help but just smile at how much you enjoyed spending time in Scarabia and taking a part in his culture. He wanted to bring you home with him for sure during one of the breaks--he would love to share with you the culture of his home. 

You were adorable already in your enthusiasm for his culture, he can’t wait to write a letter off to home to ensure that you would have clothes from his culture too. He was sure you would be thrilled with it. 

You chewed happily, but when you looked up you noticed that Kalim was looking at you with a really goofy grin.

“Hrm? Is something up Kalim? Do I have something on my face?” 

“No, you’re just really cute.” he said with a grin (a few seats away, Jamil thumped his head against a table and groaned in disgust). 

You felt your cheeks flare up in response.

“Aw! You look even cuter with red cheeks!” Kalim declared as he reached forward to cup your face in his hands. You swallowed, nearly choking in the process as you felt your face become hotter.

“Ungh! Kalim! Don’t embarrass me!” 

“But I can’t help it! I adore you!” he said, with a wide grin and your heart pounded in your ears because this boy was going to be the death of you. 

“Kalim is cuter than me!” you protested, as you reached forward to press your hands against his cheeks.

“No, you are!” he mushed your cheeks together, and laughed as you struggled against his hands.

“No you are!” you pinched his cheeks in response, and when both of your gazes meet, you shared a giggle at how silly you two probably looked like. 

“You two...” you both flinched as you see Jamil give you both a death stare. “Finish your food or so help me...” 

“Sorry Jamil!” you both yelped as you dug in back into your meals--though that didn’t stop the two of you from sharing a glance, and giggling to yourselves. 

--

"Hold still, my sweet potato.” Vil ordered with a roll of his eyes. “I need to put this eyeliner on you.” 

“I just don’t like things close to my eyeballs.” you tried to defend yourself. “It scares me.” 

“I’ve been doing make up for a long time, sweet potato.” Vil chided gently. “Do you not trust me?”

“Yes?” you would’ve shrugged if Vil would’ve let you but he didn’t. “No? Yes? It’s me? It just... makes me uncomfortable.”

“I’m going to pretend I didn’t hear you say you didn’t trust me.” Vil huffed, before he quite literally used his other hand to keep your face still by cupping your cheek. “Do not move, or we’ll have to start from the top.” he threatened, you let out a whiny sound.

“I mean it, sweet one.” Vil said, “I’ll have to reapply the moisturizer, the foundation--” 

“Alright, alright.” your fist clenched as you tried to hold your position.

“Close your eyes.” you obeyed, and you caught the satisfied smile that spread on your lover’s pink lips, before you completely closed your eyes. 

Vil leant in as he began to line your eyes with a deep violet color. He could see your eyelids quiver at his movements, and the way your lips twisted downward in discomfort. Despite that, you put up with him. It made his smile slip into a much gentler one. When he pulled away, he immediately warned you not to open your eyes yet so that the liner could dry. You mumbled out a protest, but kept your eyes shut. 

Vil couldn’t help but chuckle underneath his breath.

You were truly--

peculiar. 

His hold on your face slackened, and though you twitched in response to that, you didn’t open your eyes. He leant forward, and began to gently blow over your lids so they’d dry faster. He could see the minuscule twitch of your eyes, and nose at the sudden sensation. He pulled back a little to admire your face against his palm. 

Don’t get him wrong--you were always going to be splendidly beautiful in his eyes--whether he was waking up in the morning to see you snoring away, or when you were busy stuffing yourself away with your favourite food but--

But because he was a social media celebrity, he knew that some people didn’t like you. There were people out there with ugly hearts who refused to acknowledge your relationship because of it.

You always told him you didn’t mind, that what mattered was that you both loved each other.

While that placated Vil, there was just one thing he wanted to do.

He wanted to show you off.

He was very happy to be taken, and proud that you were his partner. 

He wanted people to realize how amazing you are.

He wanted them to realize that you were a steal--and that you belonged to Vil as much as he belonged to you. 

So when he’s painting your eyelids lavender to match the tips of his hair, and your lips the matching pink shade on his own lips--he’s declaring that to the world--

‘This person is mine. Just as must as I am theirs. They are the best thing I have and no criticism you throw our way will get in the way of that.’ 

“Vil, are you done?” you asked.

“Let me just put the finishing touch.” he said, as he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, and leant in to press a soft kiss against your lips.

A soft one, just so he doesn’t have to redo anything.

When he pulled back, he’s delighted to see the red tint rise to your cheeks.

“Beautiful.” he smiled, “you can open your eyes now.” 

Your eyes fluttered open, and his heart leapt--

you looked so good in his colors. 

--

You eagerly stared up at the monitor, back at Idia, and repeated this several times before the Ignihyde dorm leader finally gave in.

“Alright.” he sighed very deeply as you cheered. “I’ll help you make your character.” 

“I want them to look like me please!” you requested, and Idia nodded. 

It was easy enough for him to maneuver the mouse around to make sure that the character model had your hair, and body type. Then he zoomed in on the face.

“Come closer.” he instructed with a tone of confidence that you normally didn’t hear from the Ignihyde dorm leader. You blinked in surprise, but shrugged. Once you had pulled your chair closer to him, Idia wasted no time and cupped your face with his hand. He brought his face close as he began to customize the character’s face to look like yours.

“[Name]’s forehead is small, but cute...”

“Their brows should be like this...” 

“[Name]’s eyes are sparkly, I can get blinded by them...” 

“Cute. Nose.” 

“I love kissing their lips... The shape are like this...” 

“The jawline--yes, soft and adorable...” 

You could feel your face heat up as he muttered all this lovingly underneath his breath--as if that would make it so that you couldn’t hear it. 

“Alright, I’m done.” Idia’s smile was wide and pleased as he turned back to you. 

Your face was red. 

“Are you okay, [Name]?” he tilted his head in concern.

“That is...” you muttered as you lowered your face to hide your expression.

That’s when it hits Idia that he’s holding your face in his hand.

“Eeek! Sorry!” he yelped as he pulled his hand away from yours. 

“No--no it’s fine.” you squeaked in response as your hands flew to your face, as you hoped you can get the red flush on your cheeks to calm down.

“I’m sorry! I held your face without permission!” 

“No--no it’s not that Idia!” you protested.

“Then--what, what was it?” he asked, his own hands covered his face. He felt his heart get hit by a bunch of arrows when you shyly look up at him through your lashes. 

‘Cute! You were so cute! If he had just a bit more confidence, he’d tell you that everyday and kiss you!’ 

“I...Idia... did you...” you glanced away awkwardly at the monitor, and he followed your gaze to the 3d model of a character made to look like you. “Do you... often, mutter under your breath?” 

“Uh well--Ortho tells me I do it a lot but I normally don’t realize I...” Idia froze in response.

“[Name]...?”

“Yeah?” 

“You mean I... was I thinking out loud?” 

“Um. Yeah.” you squealed lightly, and his whole body turned red. 

“Oh no! Ortho! Your brother is on fire!” 

--

Malleus stared expressionlessly up at the sky as he waited for you.

“Tsunotaro!” you had greeted when you had seen him earlier in the halls. “Are you going on a walk tonight?” 

“I will.” He nodded, beside him Sebek bristled at the nickname.

“Cool~ Wait for me okay?” you beamed, before you skipped off. “See you Tsunotaro!” 

“Lord Malleus,” Sebek hesitated. “If I may be allowed to ask...?” 

“You’re already asking.” Malleus arched a brow as Sebek sputtered quickly.

“My apologies.” he said, as he quickly jerked down to bow, “but I must ask--why do you let that person call you nicknames?” 

Malleus stared down at Sebek who began to sweat at the intensity of the young Lord’s stare. Malleus sighed, and he looked up in the direction you had left. 

Truthfully it was because...

(”Who are you?” an innocent question, and the curious face of a person who didn’t know him.

I didn’t want this person to realize who I was because--)

“Who knows?” Malleus hummed, before he turned away. 

A faint sound disrupted his thoughts.

Malleus blinked, and turned his head to see you creep up on him. You were hidden behind a tree, the shadows overwhelmed your form. (He frowned--you did not belong in the shadows.) 

“Ah, you heard that?” Once you made eye contact, you stepped away from the shadows, and walked right into the moonlight. Malleus could feel his face smoothen at the way the iridescent, soft glow of the moon kissed your features. (’Better,’ he thought to himself.)

“Were you attempting to sneak up on me?” Malleus asked, a smirk grew on his lips. Ah, weren’t you just so adorable and amusing? 

“I tried.” you shrugged, before you finally paused to stand before him. “Hey, why is it that even when sitting down, you’re still taller than me?”

“Perhaps you should sleep early.”

“Eh? Then won’t that mean I can’t accompany you on your walks?” Malleus stood slowly, and carried with him such elegance that makes your breath catch in your throat. Malleus was just too pretty.

Your thoughts halt when Malleus reached forward to cup your face with a hand. Instinctively you lean in, and pressed your cheek against his large hand. 

“You are not afraid at all.” No matter how much Malleus knew this, it never ceases to amaze him. 

He--is a dragon fae. 

He--is the fifth strongest magician in this world.

He--is the heir to the throne of the Valley of Thorns. 

He is a terrifyingly powerful immortal--and you were a soft, delicate mortal with a body that could break and a spirit that could be lost if he is not mindful of himself. 

Yet you let him touch you like this.

He stared into your eyes, tiny windows to the galaxy of your soul. He wished he could read your mind, spend time exploring all of which that made up every facet of you. 

You were so dazzling. 

Your fingers laced with his, as you pressed his cool hand against your warm cheek. 

“How could I be afraid?” your eyes flickered upward shyly as you look into Malleus’ bright ones. 

“This hand could kill you.” 

He said, as nonchalantly as he would speak about the weather.

“No,” you disagreed. “this is the hand of a kind person.”

His eyes widened, and he felt his heart skipped a beat at that. 

“This is the hand of a person who helped me despite not knowing me,” you continued. “this is the hand of a lonely man, who has a pretty smile when I make him laugh.” 

He could feel his face heat up at that. 

Malleus Draconia--blushed.

“I’ve never been called kind before.” he commented idly. 

“Well, people should see that you’re a kind person, Tsunotaro!” you exclaimed, as you puffed your cheeks in frustration. 

He only laughed in response, as he gently squeezed your cheeks. 

“I don’t think I need anyone else to know that.” 

“Huh? but why?” 

He hummed and chose not to answer you. Instead he leant down to pull you in a warm embrace, his hold on you tightened as you tentatively wrapped your arms around his body.

‘That’s because... I need only hear it from you, my bright light.’ 

--

[twistedlymad]

Hello! I luv reading your stuff, they're well written💙 If you have time...Is it possible if you make one of Jack, Ruggie, Ace, Deuce visit fem reader's world??😩👌

This was fun to write! And what an interesting choice of characters!

I hope you don’t mind me adding Grim in this story! After all, MC/You can’t go anywhere without the furball XD

I do hope this story meets your expectations! Thank you for requesting and have a lovely day!

What if Your Friends Visited Your World? (Ft. Grim, Ace, Deuce, Jack and Ruggie)

Ever since Headmaster Crowley had managed to find a spell that allows you to go back and forth between your world and Twisted Wonderland, your friends (especially Ace and Grim) had been bugging you to take them to your world ever since.

But you always declined as you still had your duties as a student, prefect and Dorm Leader at Night Raven College.

However, that didn’t stop your friends from asking you numerously though.

“(Y/N)… Why won’t you bring us to your world?” Ace asked you once again as you did your homework.

“Well, one, it’s a school day and we have a pile of homework, don’t we? Two, my world has no magic in it, so I don’t know why you guys would want to visit it in the first place. And three, you guys should better worry about your homework as well.” You replied in one breath.

“But! We want to see your world!” Ace said back.

“Ace, we shouldn’t pester (Y/N). If she doesn’t want to bring us, we should respect that.” Jack said to the Heartslabyul dorm member.

“You have no place to talk Jack, you also wanted to see (Y/N)’s world, you even asked her yesterday! Same goes to you Deuce.” Ace immediately retorted. Deuce gave his friend a ‘But I didn’t even say anything’ look. Jack let out a small growl, knowing that Ace was right. He did want to see your world, he, alongside Ace, Deuce and Grim wanted to know more about your world and hopefully understand you better.

Also, they wanted to see what a world without magic looked like, what sort of transport did you use? What kinds of non-magical items were sold at shops? How were you able to survive so long without magic? Their curiosity had been piqued and they had to know.

But for now, you payed them no attention as you focused on your work.

“Face it Ace, I tried to ask her all day yesterday.” Grim said from your lap, looking at the homework you were doing, trying to understand it as well. You hear a sigh from Ace as he turns to his homework.

You were feeling a little bit guilty, after all, they did ask you multiple times and you knew their intents were genuine. The only reason you didn’t really want to show them your world was because you were afraid of them pitying you. Ever since your arrival at Night Raven College, you had learnt to survive this long without magic, you were pretty proud of yourself and the last thing you needed was someone pitying you.

But, your heart told you that they wouldn’t do so and that you should just trust them. They truly wanted to explore your world and learn more about you and where you came from, all you had to do was give them a chance. And so, you’ve made up your mind.

You sighed and put your pen down. The boys looked at you in surprise.

“(Y/N)?” Deuce asked you.

“Are you guys free tomorrow?” You asked the boys. They looked at each other before slowly nodding their heads, unsure why you had asked them that question.

“Alright then, let’s go ask Crowley later for permission to go to my world tomorrow.” You said to them, a small smile plastering itself onto your face. The boys’ eyes lit up when they heard you say so.

“R-Really?” Deuce asked.

“You mean it?” Ace continued Deuce question.

“Of course, but, you guys better behave in my world.” You answered and the boys let out a small cheer.

“Now, quickly finish up your homework, we’re going on a one-day trip tomorrow.” You added on

“Absolutely not!” A voice suddenly yelled out, shocking the 5 of you.

“H-HEADMASTER?!” Ace, Deuce and Jack yelled in shock. You turned to see the Crowley standing behind you with his arms crossed.

“Headmaster…” You muttered.

“I will not allow this ‘one-day trip’ of yours.” Crowley said.

“But why?!” Ace whined. Could you blame him? He and the others worked hard and after finally getting your permission to take them to your world, Crowley just comes in and shuts them down? Unacceptable!

“I cannot simply allow 5 first-years to go into a place of unknown! Well, unknown to 4 of them.” Crowley said. “However, unless you can find a dorm leader to go with you or an upperclassman, only will I allow it, since I am very kind.” The headmaster added.

“Wait, why can’t you go with us headmaster?” Deuce asked the man standing before the 5 of you and giving this lecture.

“I have business to take care of tomorrow, therefore I can’t accompany you all to (Y/N)’s world.” The headmaster said. “Until you’ve found an upperclassman or dorm leader, this trip is banned.” Crowley said and turned to leave.

“Ugh, where are we supposed to find a dorm leader or upperclassman who would accompany us?” Ace said, bringing his hand to his face in a face palm. “I know Riddle isn’t going to tag along since he would probably be studying his head off.”

“Clover-senpai and Diamond-senpai did say they had something to do for the weekend as well, so we can’t really rely on them.” Deuce let out a small sigh.

“Leona-senpai isn’t any better, he would just say that he’s too lazy if we asked him.” Jack said, his ears drooping slightly.

“There has to be an upperclassman that we could ask.” Grim said and you looked around, letting a certain student catching your eye, a student that could potentially save your trip.

“Guys? I think I just found our caretaker for tomorrow.” You asked your group of friends and they looked at you, only to find you staring in a direction, so they followed your gaze and found Ruggie sitting at a bench, eating his lunch.

The 3 boys shared a look with each other, Ace and Deuce letting a small smirk appear on their faces while Jack just stayed silent, but internally, Jack was also smirking slightly.

“Ruggie/Bucchi-senpai…” Ace and Deuce muttered while they rose from their seats. “Excuse us for a moment (Y/N)…” Ace said as he and Deuce walked away from your table and proceeded to head in the direction where Ruggie was located.

After following Ace and Deuce with your eyes with a little while, you turned back to look at Jack. The Savanaclaw first-year just stared at you for a little while before closing his eyes and reluctantly standing up. “I-I’m going to follow them, to make sure they don’t do anything stupid.” Jack said as he too walked towards his upperclassman’s location.

Your eyes then settled on the furball in front of you.

“Well, what do you want? We better finish this homework so we could go on that trip tomorrow yanno?” Grim said as he focused on the homework, not wanting to meet your eyes. You gave him a little pat on his head as you giggled.

“Yeah, let’s finish up this homework for now.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The next morning, the sun shone on you as you embraced the comfortable warm that surrounded you. You were outside of your dorm, waiting for your friends and Crowley to arrive so you could go on the trip back to your world for a day.

“Fgnaaaa, why are we out of bed so early?” Grim asked as he let out a small yawn.

“Well, Crowley wanted us to be early so we get to spend more time at my world.” You answered the furball who lied on top of your head.  

“(Y/N)!!” You turned to see your friends and a somewhat sleepy Ruggie with them.

Looks like the first-years succeeded in their attempts to get an upperclassman huh? It kinda makes you wonder what they did to succeed… But I guess it’s best if you didn’t know dear Reader-san.

You waved to your friends, signalling them to come over to your spot in front of Ramshackle Dorm.

“Glad to see you guys made it.” You smiled to them. They nodded.

“Of course! Why wouldn’t we make it?” Ace asked.

“Yeah, we worked hard to make this trip happen after all!” Deuce said. You felt a bead of sweat drop from forehead as Deuce said so.

“Yeah, yeah, you guys did work hard, but, where’s that lazy headmaster?!” Grim asked from on top of your head. But as he did, you saw the faces of Ace, Deuce, Jack and Ruggie going pale.

“Oya? Grim? You were talking about me?” An all too familiar voice can be heard from behind you. You then understood why your friends’ faces going pale.

“Fgna!” Grim whimpered as you turned to see the headmaster of Night Raven College standing behind you.

“I’ll pretend to not hear that, for I am so very kind.” Crowley said with a smile. You let out a nervous smile and thanked the headmaster.

“Now, please group together so I can transport you all to (L/N)-san’s world at once.” Crowley said and the 5 of you, not including Grim since he was located on top of your head, got closer together. “Now, (L/N)-san and Bucchi-san, please take care of the first-years for me, make sure they don’t ruin our school’s name on the other side.” Crowley added, looking at the two of you.

“Yeah, yeah headmaster…” Ruggie said and you nodded.

“Alright, now, I will only allow your trip until 5 o’clock. By then, you will be transported back immediately.” Crowley said and he readied his magical pen. “Have fun you all.” Were the last words you heard before a bright light blinded you.

When you came to, you realize you were on the sidewalk of a street that you were familiar with, it was a small shopping district that you always went to before going to Twisted Wonderland.

“Ah… I remember this place…” You muttered in a soft voice as you looked around, reminiscing your time there. All the people you associated yourself with since you were a frequent customer there.

“(Y/N)?” A voice called you, snapping you out of your thoughts and making you remember the why you were there in the first place. You turned to see Ruggie and Jack walking up towards you.

“Hmm? Where’s Ace, Deuce and Grim?” You asked the two Savanaclaw boys. They shrugged and shook their heads, signalling that they too didn’t know where the two Heartslabyul boys and one furball either. You were getting worried.

What if they were transported to another place instead?

What if they didn’t even make it?

What if they-

Wait… No… You heard yelling… Very familiar yelling.

“GRIM!! STOP!! WE HAVE TO FIND (Y/N)! ACE HELP ME OUT!!”

“I AM!! CAN’T YOU SEE?!”

“FGNAAAAA YOU CAN’T TELL ME WHAT TO DO! AHAHHAHAAH!”

Yep, VERY familiar yelling indeed.

“Ruggie, Jack, mind accompanying me to catch a certain dumb furball?” You asked the two boys ‘sweetly’. Ruggie and Jack could feel themselves stiffing up due to the aura you were giving off. It was a very dark aura… Some might even say it’s murderous. The two Savanaclaw boys didn’t even DARE to say no, so, they just quietly nodded their heads.

“Alright, but remember, no magic.” You said with a ‘sweet’ smile on your face and ran off to the direction of yelling. The two Savanaclaw boys just shared a glance at each other.

“Is… Is this what always happens at your outings?” Ruggie asked his underclassman.

“Yes. This always happens.” Jack replied. Ruggie just let out his infamous snicker in response before the two of them followed you.

And, after spending a good few minutes trying to catch a runaway furball and said furball earning an earful from you about how he should act like a cat that couldn’t talk, you and your friends finally manage to go around the shopping district, with the boys looking in awe at every direction. Everything fascinated the boys, they were intrigued with how mundane and normal everything was to you but to them, it was magical.

They even thought that cars and other vehicles were secretly powered by magic but when you told them no and explained how motors worked, they just looked at you in shock. How did you know so much?! WERE YOU SECRETLY A WITCH?! You laughed a little at their expressions and walked away, with them staring at you and following you shortly after, demanding that you share with them all your secrets and knowledge.

“We should probably go get something to eat as well, I’m starving.” Ace said after learning so much about your world.

“Who knew you guys seriously didn’t have magic?” Deuce said.

“Well, to us, magic was just fantasy… I didn’t believe in it until I met you guys.” You calmly replied. “But, yeah, I know a small little café around here that serves good food.” You said and looked around, trying to find the café that you mentioned.

“Ah, there it is. Come on.” You signalled your friends to follow you to the small little café. While walking towards there, something had caught your eye, but you said nothing.

Once you guys got there, you all sat down at a table and placed down your orders, but, you ordered an extra set of food for you. When the waiter had taken your orders and walked away, Ace teased you on it.

“Who knew (Y/N) was this hungry?” Ace said with a smirk.

“Well, technically, it’s not for me you know?” You said, petting Grim on your lap.

“Is it for me? I mean! Meow?” Grim said, looking at you.

“(Y/N) already ordered a tuna sandwich for you Grim.” Deuce replied to the furball in your lap and said furball let out a quiet little cheer. You just smiled.

The waiter then brought you and your friends your food. You had asked the extra set of food to be packed up instead.

“(Y/N), I don’t mean to be rude but, I don’t think you should simply waste food you know?” Ruggie said to you. You were taken aback for a second, you then remembered Ruggie was very sensitive on this subject due to his background and hometown.

“Don’t worry Ruggie-senpai, I’m not wasting the food.” You said to your upperclassman. “Oh, could you guys take care of Grim for a little while? I’ll only take 5 minutes or so.” You asked your friends as you stood up and walked away with the packed food. Your friends’ gazes following your leaving figure.

“Where is she going?” Jack asked and the others just shrugged. Well, except Grim, he was too focused on his tuna sandwich to even care at that point.

You left the café and continued walking for a little while before stopping and squatting down. Your friends were confused, but after you stood up and left, they widen their eyes.

You had given the extra set of food to a beggar and a child outside of the café. It was them who had caught your eye while you were walking towards the café.

Truth be told, the boys were shocked. They immediately had a new level of respect for you. Especially Ruggie, never had he seen someone who would go to such lengths to help people like him.

Who knew you were secretly an angel in disguise am I right? Bless you dear Reader-san.

When you came back to the table and sat down, you noticed that all the boys were looking at you with teary-eyes. You were confused.

“What?” You asked. They all gulped.

“N-Nothing.” They replied and immediately focused on their eating while simultaneously trying not to cry. You just shrugged and you guys ate your food in peace.

After having that lovely meal, you guys went around a few shops and just did some window-shopping. Ace and Deuce popping a few questions about certain tools and stuff here and there while Jack and Ruggie were also asking questions but it wasn’t as much as Ace and Deuce. Everyone ended up buying a small little trinket or something to remember the trip with.

Hmm? What Reader-san? How did you get the money you ask? Oh! I actually don’t know. You should try asking Crowley! After all, it was him who gave you the money Reader-san!

It didn’t take long before 5 o’clock arrived and you were all transported back to your humble Ramshackle Dorm.

“Well, it was fun going back for a day, but, I’m more comfortable here now.” You said to your friends while looking at Ramshackle Dorm. “I’m more used to Twisted Wonderland than my world.” You continued and turned to your friends.

“I hope you guys had fun.” You said to them with a smile on your face.

But suddenly, Ace, Deuce and Jack took turns in giving you a one-second hug. You were surprised, so surprised that you couldn’t register a response.

“Yeah! We did! Thanks (Y/N)!” Ace said as he, Deuce and Jack pulled away and ran off with slightly blushing faces, presumably back to their dorms. You stared at them for a little while before shaking your head a little, trying to pick up your scattered thoughts.

Before you could fully register what had just happened, Ruggie came up to you and hugged you as well, but his hug was even tighter.

“Thank you (Y/N), don’t ever change.” Ruggie whispered to you before pulling away and walking back to his dorm as well, a small smile present on the hyena’s face.

Whoops! Looks like your brain malfunctioned Reader-san! CALL AN AMBULANCE!

“Fgnaaaa, (Y/N), come on, let’s go in.” Grim told you and you shook your head once more, snapping yourself out from your thoughts and confusion.

“A-Ah, yeah, let’s go.” You said and followed Grim into your humble Ramshackle Dorm.

Remember when I said that the boys had a new level of respect for you? Yeah, that slightly changed your daily life!

Ace, Deuce and Jack kept asking how your day was, how your homework went and just caring for you a lot more in general. Ruggie also cared for you more than usual, walking you to class, asking if you had enough to eat and even sharing his food with you! Grim was a LOT more clingy towards you as well! Like, Lucius clings onto Trein level of clinginess!

Confusion hit you HARD and you still didn’t know what had happened to make your friends change. Well, now, you shouldn’t be confused, since you read all of this right? Yeah, let it all sink in :)

[takuyakistall]

selcouth | leech twins

Synopsis: An unexpected encounter with a certain pair of twins by the beach.

Tags: Leech twins/Yuu, fluff

Tagging: @myuminn

Notes: Your raffle prize! Thank you so much for joining and for letting me write your Yuu. This was enjoyable to write, I hope you like it!

The gentle, warm breeze caressed Yuu's cheeks as they sat crossed-legged on a huge rock by the shore. The occasional squawking of the seagulls, the sound of the waves crashing against the sand was enough to give them some sense of serenity. Throughout the whole day they were sitting here, they had their pen and sketchbook resting on their lap as they tried to take in the view and replicate fragments of it on their sketchbook.

It was a bit amusing to think about how accustomed they already are in this foreign world. Everything was unusual, they didn't know anything when they were suddenly thrown into this bizarre world. It was terrifying at first, anyone in their place would feel the same—or so they liked to think. Although with the help of certain friends they made along the way, they learned how to love the current reality they faced despite how wrong it may seem.

They let out a tired sigh, setting down the sketchbook and the pen and placed it beside them. They stretched out their arms, eliciting a small groan when they heard a bone make a popping noise. The sunset was beautiful today. Various shades of red and orange-tinted the whole scene—even in a different world, it was nice to know that some things never change. It was oddly comforting for them.

"Oya, Yuu-san?" A sudden voice sliced through the serene silence, making Yuu jolt up from their place and frantically looked at the owner of the voice.

"Eh~? Shrimpy is here?" Two of them. Any other student would've tensed up, sudden nervousness clawing at the pits of their stomach as they catch a glimpse of a certain pair of twins going toward their direction. Oddly enough, Yuu is part of the minority that felt nothing of the sorts, or rather, they felt more relaxed around them.

The tension faded from their shoulders as they let out a curious gasp, "Floyd-senpai? Jade-senpai?" It was a blessing in disguise—they would've never expected the twins to wind up here at the beach of all places, don't they have other things to attend to? Of course, the first thing to ask them was—!

"What are you doing here?" It was a question out of pure curiosity. The only reason why Yuu winded up here was because of the built-up stress over the past week, they barely got enough sleep, tossing and turning whenever they attempted to. Overworking theirself was another thing too. Despite being a student under special circumstances, they were not exempt from the expectations teachers had for the students in a prestigious school. Being magic-less was already big enough of a disadvantage, they have to work twice as hard as a normal student.

Of course, Floyd didn't even bother answering the question as he made his way from his brother's side to Yuu's side. Sitting down beside you on the giant rock with a lollipop candy inside his mouth, holding the stick as he removed it from his mouth to speak, "We should be asking you the same thing, no one usually goes out this far."

Yuu opened their mouth to respond but before they could do, Jade suddenly made his way towards them too—sitting on the opposite end of Yuu as he let out a small hum. "Floyd is correct. It's indeed usual to see someone like you stray this far from the school grounds." Jade mused.

Yuu squinted, wanting to avoid answering the question as they didn't know the answer theirself. That was a lie, of course; they knew why and how they ended up here but, would it be any fun if they just answered their question seeing as how the twins themselves didn't answer theirs? "I don't know either." They acted out, scratching their cheek lightly as if to feign cluelessness.

Floyd didn't want to let this slide, he knew better than to believe the white lies that came from their lips. Although one glance at their expression after saying that lie, so peaceful with an underlying tone of heartache reflected in their eyes, he couldn't help but change his mind. Surely, they must have a reason why they held such a painstakingly heartbreaking look in their face?

"Is that so?" It was a question that came from Jade's lips but oddly enough, he wasn't looking for an answer. "Shrimpy~, you need to be more careful next time. Who knows what might happen and you might get lost." Floyd decided to play along after all, sticking out his tongue as if to make fun of Yuu. They just chuckled in response, a hand going to their neck.

"My, don't tease Yuu-san that much. I'm sure they have a decent sense of direction, am I right?" Even though his words were defending Yuu, the tone of his voice implied otherwise. It was situations like these that made Yuu think that the twins really were alike in some aspects. They couldn't help but let out a small chuckle.

"Don't worry, Senpai. I won't get lost that easily." They said in response to both of the twins, it was hard to tell whether or not they were kidding about that. Silence took over the atmosphere once again and yet, oddly enough, it wasn't that awkward. Perhaps it was the presence of the Leech twins? Yuu found their presence as a source of comfort.

It was weird, yes, they'll admit it. Though in their defense, feelings are hard to control—and it's harder when they're stuck in an unfamiliar yet fascinating world. It couldn't be helped, Yuu was also a growing teen like any other student in the school. Save for maybe a few exceptions like Leona or Lilia.

Floyd fumbled a bit in his seat, saying something incoherent under his breath. He looked at Yuu at the corner of his eye and he felt something tug at him with the strings of his heart. His lips formed a thin line, the almost unnoticeable hue of pink tinting his cheeks.

Jade was as calm as ever, admiring the view of the beautiful sunset along with the other two. He kept quiet, the graceful poise he always retained during normal days still present until now—it was astounding. He didn't like being uncertain at all. When he glanced at Yuu, a certain kind of uncertainty loomed over his mind as something unreadable flashes over his expression. Yet, he retained his mask—smoothing over the cracks he may have caused as he let out a quiet sigh.

Yuu let out a yawn, eyes droopy and their whole body felt heavy. "I'm sleepy…" they let out, trying their best to stay awake. Yet the urge was too strong for them to simply ignore so they found theirself resting their head against someone's shoulder. Floyd, in particular.

His body stiffened up slightly, surprised at how much Yuu lets down their guard around them—it was unusual. Although he told himself he should've expected this, they weren't exactly normal after all. Coming from another world and all of that jazz. He didn't dare move his head to glance at them and just stayed perfectly still as if to not bother them.

Jade saw that from the corner of his eye, hands twitching slightly when he saw it. "Oya, it seems like someone is sleepy." He chuckled, lifting a hand to place it on their head—giving it a soft ruffle before retracting it back to his side. A warm gaze falling into his indifferent eyes. Floyd suddenly complained, "Eh? Why is shrimpy leaning on me?" One look at him and it was enough to know that he said those words just to cover up his face which was tinted light pink.

"Now, now, Floyd. You mustn't wake them up." Jade told his brother in a hushed tone, bringing a finger up to his lips—an indicator for him to seal his lips shut or to lower his voice.

Floyd may have been grumbling about this under his breath but in truth, he personally didn't mind it. In fact, he may even go to the extent of thinking that he liked it!

"Tch, what a pain." He clicked his tongue, the annoyed tone in his voice betraying the blush that spread on his lovely, lovely cheeks. He couldn't pinpoint exactly what he felt like, multiple emotions playing out inside his head and his head—Shrimpy was confusing him too much! Though the usual response he would show was to click his tongue and move on, feigning annoyance. Or perhaps he wasn't really feigning that feeling, who knows?

Yuu stirred a little, knocking over their pen off the ledge of the rock. Thankfully, it didn't go to the water but it was a close call. Jade stood up and excused himself from the two, on his way to pick up the pen near the shore.

Alone for a brief moment.

Floyd glanced ever so slightly at the person leaning on him, dozing off without another care in the world. 'They must be tired.' He thought. Floyd didn't really think about his next actions, he usually went with the flow—it's how he kept a free and unhinged lifestyle up until now.

Slowly, he turned his head around while wrapping his arm around their shoulders—his actions were slightly filled with hesitation. Afraid that they might wake up and question what he was about to do. In the end, he went along with it anyway.

He placed a chaste kiss on their head, his surprisingly soft yet rough lips making contact with their head. The action was light enough so it wouldn't wake them up. When he pulled away, his face was redder than before. Cursing at himself underneath his breath.

"Is this it?"

"It seems so."

"Then I'll put them here."

"Make sure to be gentle-- Ah! You just dropped them like a sack. Nice going, Floyd."

"Shut it. See? They're still fast asleep. No biggie." Floyd waved his hand dismissively, already making his exit through the door, leaving Jade behind to clean up after his mess.

Jade could only let out a sigh, staring at his brother's back in disbelief before averting his gaze to Yuu on their bed. As an attempt, he tried to put them under the covers and actually succeeded. It was nice to see that despite the rough attempts, they were still fast asleep—'How cute.' He thought.

He stared at their face for a solid minute, incomprehensible thoughts running through his mind before lifting up his hand to remove the glasses from their face. Folding them and placing them on the bedside table, he wouldn't want them to break when they twist or turn now, wouldn't he?

He allowed himself another moment of weakness, a fond gaze replacing his once neutral expression. Of course, he wouldn't let anyone see him like this and the only reason why he is the way he is right now is because of the absence of his twin brother.

Gently, with enough courage mustered up, he cupped their face as his face inched closer and closer. Only centimeters away before speeding up and placing a quick kiss on their forehead. Pulling away before he gets caught, although a part of him—just a small part—wanted Yuu to stirr up awake.

He stood up, dusting his clothes a bit before walking away. Muttering a soft goodnight before closing the door shut, heading home towards his own dormitory along with Floyd.

Omake!

Yuu woke up, hair all tangled up and messy. "What happened yesterday…?" Memories were a blur and they couldn't really recall anything else after meeting the twins by the shore. It feels like they just woke up from a very very long, fleeting dream.

[minty-chocco]

Hello! May I request a cupcake with a grumpy Leona Kingscholar, trying to woo an GN Reader with like lion courting methods? Like brushing out his mane and giving meat and such, but it isn't working? Until Ruggie tips him off to try human courting? I don't really care what format but a scenario would be preferred. Thank you!

𝑳𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒂 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒂𝒓 🧁

Pairing: Leona Kingscholar x GN! Reader

Warning(s): None.

Word Count: 1.8k words

Extra Note: aaaaa I’ve written this prompt the other way around at first (the reader is the one courting Leona) and realized my mistake halfway through lol. Anyways, writing this was quite a challenge for me since I still haven’t fully grasped Leona’s personality yet. To be honest, the reader was supposed to be dense but then I thought what would be the fun in that? So I made the reader quick witted so they could push Leona into doing more effort in courting! I apologize if this isn’t what you had in mind and if Leona’s character is a bit off. Nonetheless, I hope you enjoy reading! Here’s your cupcake~! (sorry it took so long)

The reader would be following canon mc here but they’re in 3rd year instead because Leona is 20 years old.

These past few days you have noticed the dorm leader of Savanaclaw, Leona Kingscholar, is acting a little bit odd.

 At first, you thought that he was just in the mood of being nice but then quickly erased that thought—Leona wouldn’t be nice with just anyone. You were suspicious if he was planning something being the scheming person that he is.

He would send Ruggie to give you food and jewelries. Whenever you would meet him at the Botanical garden he would be somewhat clinging to you while taking a nap. If others were to find you in that position they would assume you two were lovers.

 It wasn’t like that before. Leona despised any presence in his sleeping place not wanting anyone to disturb him. He would prefer to be alone and be basked in silence.

 Now he seems to tolerate you or even so.. he seems to now like your presence.

He would scoff whenever he smells another person’s scent on you and would become quite possessive, hugging you close until that nasty scent of others is now overpowered with his.

 He wasn’t like that before.

 You had some suspicions that maybe he likes you—but then you quickly erased that thought out of your mind.

 He wouldn’t.. right?

By this time, you were starting to get confused by his sudden behavioral change. You decided to ask him directly about it.

Walking through the school’s halls, your footsteps echoing throughout the empty corridor as you quickened your pace to get through the Botanical Garden.

 You wanted answers. Now.

 The botanical garden was peaceful as always. The sun shone down through its glass roof giving it a calm scenery. The vibrant colored flowers that surrounds the inside of the building was beautiful and fragrant. You inhaled the fresh scent of air. You can’t really blame Leona for liking this spot.

 You saw Leona at his usual sleeping area. He was softly snoring seemingly deep in his slumber.

 You observed his features while he’s busy dozing his problems away. He looked peaceful. His soft brown hair looked messy because he kept moving while sleeping. The shade of the tree he’s sleeping under kept him away from the light of the sun. You observed that his ear was slightly twitching.

 ‘He must be having a dream..’ You thought.

 You poked his cheeks gently to wake him up. When he didn’t give any response, you tugged at his sensitive ears instead.

 Of course, this caused him to wake up looking annoyed. The lion shifted and fluttered his eyes open revealing beautiful deep emeralds that shone like crystals. 

His eyes were like hues of the forest, surrounded with dark moss. It was the kind of earthy green that reveals the grass after the winter snow melted. The mystifying glow of his reflected on your (e/c) colored eyes. 

 “Oi, who would—” His deep voice was commanding with a hint of annoyance. Upon realizing that it was you, his irritated expression turned neutral. “It’s you, herbivore.”

 Leona wouldn’t hesitate show his dismay to anyone who would dare wake him up and mercilessly kick them out but why isn’t he doing so to you?

 “You’re acting weird, Leona-san.” You confronted him quite concerned for the man in front of you. Maybe he ate something he shouldn’t have. Maybe Ruggie got sick of this man and have been putting funny potions in his meal. You never know.

 “Haah?” He rubbed his eyes still sleepy because of his nap that was cut short. “Be straightforward.”

 You sighed shaking your head a little. “You’re acting too nice.”

 He frowned hearing this but you continued on not giving him a chance to talk. “First of all, why are you giving me meat through Ruggie? What do you expect me to do with it?”

 He was about to say something in defense but you raised a finger to add more. “Second of all, you’ve been touchy touchy with me lately to the point that I’m becoming your personal pillow.”

 “Lastly.” You gave him a pointed glare. “You’re becoming protective of me. You couldn’t care less about me before.”

 Leona sighed seemingly frustrated. “You really don’t get it, do you?”

“No. Explain it to me.” You stubbornly replied, tired on whatever game he was doing.

Does he like you?

 “What a pain.” He turned his back to you begrudgingly and proceeded to lay down to take a nap ignoring your request. He pulled you aside with him and held you tightly while shutting his eyes close.

 “You--!” You gasped in surprise.

 When you noticed that he was already asleep, there was nothing you can do. You looked at him at disbelief. How can he fall asleep in just a matter of seconds? You decided not to ponder on your thoughts anymore. It’s Leona after all.

 “What should I do with you..” You said in a whisper.

“Leona-san.” Ruggie looked at his senior and pursed his lips. “You should be courting (Y/N)-san as any normal human would do.”

 The hyena didn’t really care if his senior was doing the wrong method of courting as long as he was being paid but after a long time, he couldn’t bear to see Leona failing at his pathetic attempts.

 “You think I don’t know that?” He raised a brow at his junior in front of him. Leona was clever enough to know that but he didn’t want to take his time to do research so he resorted to a method he’s familiar with. “This would do.”

 Ruggie looked at the dorm leader in incredulity. “I’m sure (Y/N)-san would appreciate it more.”

 After noticing the lack of response, Ruggie realized that Leona has already fallen deep in his slumber.

Ruggie just shook his head while picking up Leona’s clothes to take them to laundry. Atleast he tried.

After debating some time with yourself you decided to tell Leona directly to keep his act up. You’re slowly believing your first suspicions that he might like you when his actions continued.

 “Leona-san.”

 You visited him in Savanaclaw after a few days. “Do you like me?”

 Leona’s ears perked up upon hearing this. He looked at you with an amused expression. “Oh? You finally noticed?”

 Shaking your head, you looked at him straight in the eyes. “Then were you trying to woo me or something all this time?”

 He shifted to his bed to get into a more comfortable position before answering. “Yeah, what do you think I was doing?”

 “Well..” You studied his expression before speaking up. “You got to do a lot more than that.”

 Leona has been ‘courting’ you by giving you meat through Ruggie and often times he would just hold you in place while sleeping. He didn’t really extort real effort upon doing so.

It’s not like you’re materialistic or anything but you wanted him to be more proactive in his goals. You wanted him to be the one doing all the work instead of Ruggie but since it’s Leona we’re talking about—it seems like it would be an impossible goal.

 If he wanted you then he’s got to work harder than that. You ain’t no easy fish to catch.

 You made sure to send the message across not paying to his reaction before walking off.

 The lion looked at your retreating figure before gathering his thoughts and finally making a decision.

Leona has stopped doing his method of courting after that conversation you had the other day.

 You can’t help but feel disappointment fill you up. You expected the lion to atleast put some effort and challenged him but you guess it was too much for him.

 Although, it may not seem like it.. you did like the lion back. Even when he can be seen as standoffish, prideful, and lazy you can see some of his good points.

 Closing the magical book and bouncing off your seat in the library, you returned the book to its respected shelf.

 Exiting the library, you tried to take your mind off things by looking through the students passing by you while walking.

 After coming back to the Ramshakle dorm, what you didn’t expect to see was a certain lion that has been invading your mind lately. Leona’s turned to look at you after smelling your familiar scent, his tail slightly raising.

 “Leona.” You looked at him in surprise. “What are you doing here?”

 “Oi, (Y/N)” The man in front of you looked at you with an unreadable expression.

 You flinched when he called your name. This was the first time Leona ever called you by your name instead of herbivore.

 “I like you.” He awkwardly looked away scratching the back of his head not really used to these kinds of things. He wanted to take a more straight approach instead of poking around.

 Truthfully, Leona considered giving up. He thought it was such a pain that he would have to get his ass off from his comfort zone but that changed when reflecting back your moments shared together.

 This lion started to get used to your presence that It just feels wrong whenever you’re not with him. At first, he was satisfied with being friends thinking that being in a relationship would be a lot of work. That opinion of his changed when he saw you being buddy buddy with the other students.

 Yes, it made him jealous. Leona was quite possessive and he didn’t like the fact that there were students that dare try to make a move on you. He would often get annoyed smelling other scents on you.

 Although, he’s embarrassed to voice these thoughts out loud. He had hoped that his feelings reached you across. He then outstretched his hand to reveal a little box. He looked like he was waiting for you to take it and so you did.

 When you opened the box, it revealed a bracelet. It was just like his but more personalized and fit into your style.

 You raised a brow at him waiting him to explain eyeing him suspiciously.

 “Don’t look at me like that.” He raised his hand defensively and you can see him become flustered for a split second before regaining his composure. “I made that.”

 “Really? Are you sure?” You took at stepped and looked at him intensely as if you can tell if he’s lying or not.

 He groaned seemingly frustrated. “I did, okay? I even put your favorite colors to suit your taste.”

 “Hm.” You observed the bracelet closely and it was embedded to fit your aesthetic on just the way you like. “You’re right.”

Leona clicked his tongue upon this. “What a troublesome herbivore you are.. making me do these things.”

You can’t help but feel giddy inside. He really did this for you, huh? To others it may not seem much but Leona taking his time to make something for you makes you happy. You’re very much aware about the lack of effort he put into things and the fact that he made effort into making you this was already priceless to you.

 You chuckled and smiled fondly at him. “Aww aren’t you a cute kitty~”

“Heh.” He gave you his signature smirk which made your heart skip a beat. “Have you fallen for me now?”

“Who knows~?” You gave the lion a kiss on the cheek which wiped the smug grin on his face and is replaced with surprise, a light dust of pink painting his cheek.

 Ah, how dare you steal his heart just like that.

𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈!  🧁

[courtlyharlequin]

First welcome, second your blog's aesthetic is beautiful, and third, if you don't mind can I request (whatever you feel like) domestic Leona, please? It doesn't need to be a married couple (unless you want to), it can be those moments, actions or routines MC and him have as a couple. I don't know if it's clear enough, I hope so. Some fluff for the lion boy. You're free to ignore, of course. Thanks!

The Little Things

Warning(s): Slight spoilers for Leona’s Unique Magic

A/N: How could I ignore something so sweet? I think your potions/wizardry aesthetic is beautiful as well. Thank you for the warm welcome~ This blog is new so this was very encouraging. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Loving the man that by the name Leona Kingscholar was no easy task. He was flawed. He was lazy and arrogant. He was keen and intelligent yet he refused to live up to that potential. His remarks during arguments stung. He knew you like the back of his hand— when and where to attack when things heated up quickly in order to shut you down. There were times he reduced you into a puddle of tears, uncontrollably shaking from anger.

But yet, it was because Leona knew you like the back of his hand that you loved him in his entirety, flaws and all. You loved him for the little things— the way he nonchalantly insisted on walking on the side of the sidewalk closest to the carriages, the way he discreetly sent Ruggie to watch over you whenever he couldn’t do so himself or the way he always held your hands with intertwined fingers rather than palm to palm.

Those three words echoed in your ears as you smiled into the kiss.  You had always been the first to rise therefore that particular morning, quite literally, took your breath away.

Mornings with Leona always began with a kiss. He loved physical affection. There was no need for force. One breathtaking, passionate kiss on his slightly chapped lips and he would be up and about, getting ready for school on his own. Morning Magishift practice was out of the question, but considering that he willingly woke up at this hour, without much complaint, sufficed.

If you two were early, a stop to the cafeteria’s kitchen was essential. His dormitory lacked a cooking area of any sort. This lion was a picky eater who only ate meat.

Today, you were early which meant that the prefect could feast upon your culinary creations— something that he particularly relished yet dismissed the moment someone asked about it.

Not too long ago, Leona developed a strong attachment to the foods you made especially for him. Now, he was a picky meat-eater who also had a preference for the food you especially made for him.

Back at home, Leona had the finest chefs and the freshest ingredients all in one place. However, that kind of meal lacked something, something that made all dishes delicious, despite being seasoned properly and cooked to order.

“It’s love,” you said curtly,  as if it wasn’t the most ridiculous answer in the world.

It was always “love”. 

When he injured himself during Magishift practice a few weeks ago, you rushed him to the infirmary and insisted that you tended to the scrapes yourself. He was confused. It wasn’t as if he was a child. It wasn’t as if these cuts were fatal, In fact, they didn’t hurt at all yet here you were– on the verge of tears and trembling, but somehow managing a strong front, casually talking to him about small, random, little things. Nevertheless, conversations of this type always ended like this:

“(y/n), you know… you don’t have to do this,” Leona sighed.

“I’m doing this because I love you.”

Wishful thinking followed. Three, simple words silenced the prideful lion. Every. Single. Time. 

‘Huh. (y/n) loves me,’ he thought.

Three, simple words was all it took to make him completely putty in your hands, to make him vulnerable. As much as Leona verbally expressed his distaste for that kind of affection, deep down, he enjoyed it. Go on, tell him more. Why do you love such a heinous beast who could kill you with his unique magic? Why do you love such a sorry excuse of a dorm leader? A prince? If he–

“Leona!” you exclaimed, waving your hand to snap him out of his trance.

He playfully smacked your hand away. You huffed and puffed your cheeks.

“Your breakfast is getting cold,” you mumbled.

When did you finish preparing his food?? How much time has passed since his mind wandered off? He stared at the dish before him.

No meat today, a shame. Leona clicked his tongue. Instead, the plate was piled high with pancakes, drizzled in an absurd amount of chocolate and maple syrup and topped with berries, chocolate chips, and whipped cream. Leona groaned at the sight of it. Breakfast? More like dessert!

“Come on! It’s not that bad,” you whined in response to his miserable tone, “Here. Try it.”

Pfttt! What is this blasphemy? You’re trying to feed him now. You’re quite the amusing herbivore.

“Just this once, (y/n),” Leona said reluctantly with an eye roll as he obliged, opening his mouth for you to spoon in one hell of a confection.

He braced himself for the sickeningly saccharine flavors. Rather than a stomach-turning sapor, his tongue was met with a subtle, yet refreshing sweetness. The combination of the tart berries, the bitter chocolate syrup, and the light cream melted into his mouth. Leona chewed slowly.

“How is it?” you sheepishly asked, worried by his laggard reaction.

“The most disgustingly sweet breakfast I’ve ever had, darling,” he chuckled lowly as he pecked your lips before he took the utensil from you and turned about to his “disgustingly sweet breakfast”, eating it with a face that displayed anything but revolt.

The taste of the berries lingered on your lips as you brought your slender fingers to ease the numbness that he had bestowed upon your labium.

“Liar,” you pouted, shoving a fork-full into your own mouth, gnawing on it.

The lion glanced over from the corner of his eyes. There you were— with your slightly droopy eyes that longed for just a little more sleep, with your lips pursed in that wonderful pink tint that tempted him to pepper you with kisses, with your soft hands that were made to fit his like a glove— seated right beside him with absolutely no intention of ever leaving.

Now that was something Leona could get used to. He was truly favored by some higher power to have you by his side every morning, to have you cook meals for him from the very bottom of your heart, or to merely have occasional kittenish banters with you. Now that was something Leona could do for the rest of his life.

“Earth to Leona! Leonaaaaaaaa~!”

He swatted away your hand once more.

“Goodness… you’ve been zoning out all morning. What have you been thinking about?” you mused.

“Oh nothing. Just the little things,” he smirked.

“What’s that supposed to mean?! Heyyy! Tell me!” you whined, fervently poking around his sides.

Ah yes, he would love to get used to this.

[yandere-romanticaa]

❝ ready or not... ❞

The eerie silence that filled the room only added more stress and worry to (y/n) as Leona laid on top of her. He came back from class not too long ago and as usual, he wanted to cuddle her. It sort of became like a routine for Leona. He never said much during these "cuddle sessions" aside from the occasional grumble or a delightful purr that resulted when (y/n) patted his head.

Looking around, (y/n) was pleased to see that pretty much the entire dorm was empty and Leona was pretty much asleep. She had been plotting for some time now and freedom was so close... She was 100% sure that Leona would not go after her because A. He's asleep and B. He's lazy. In this situation though that couldn't have been more perfect for the (h/c)ette. Leona had made it very clear in the past that he had better things to do with his precious time and her attempt was sure to succeed! There was just one issue though. He was right on top of her and she had no idea how she could move him without disturbing him too much. Dread came over her as her heart pounded in her chest, the fear crawling up her spine in an alarming rate. A light sheen of sweat covered her forehead as she started to see the holes in her brilliant plan. Her eyes were glued to the ceiling as she failed to notice Leona stirring in his sleep. His ear twiched as he picked up (y/n)'s heavy breathing and her heartbeat.

Great.

He was still groggy from his nap and even though he didn't show it, Leona is a rather intelligent young man. And he knew damn well what (y/n) was planning and he wasn't having it. Just before he could get up on his feet and call (y/n) a brat, an idea poped in to his head. A smirk found its way on his face as he licked his lower lip in anticipation, all the while avoiding (y/n)'s gaze. She knew that he was awake now as his hands gently traced patterns on her back, as if quietly telling her to just shut up already. She did as much, but soon enough Leona broke the thick silence by speaking:

"Hey (y/n), what do you say we play a little game, hm~?"

She failed to notice the predatory undertone in his velvety voice as he masked it with a playful facade. The only thing that was on her confused mind what the thought of sweet, sweet freedom. She was willing to do anything to be free once more... Her (e/c) eyes were filled with both hope and dread, a combination that Leona couldn't help but to find both amusing and downright adorable.

Sweet, innocent (y/n) had no idea what she was stepping in to.

Salty tears pricked the corners of her eyes as she gulped, fully prepared for any challenges that Leona had to throw at her. It was now or never, there was no going back. A strange feeling of sudden confidence grew inside of her as a ghost of a smile was on her delicate face, a smile that did not go unnoticed by the lion. He purred as he moved himself away from (y/n), giving her some much needed space. Crossing both his arms and legs, Leona made himself  comfortable on the king sized bed, his emerald gaze sizing (y/n) up. A long sigh escaped her bruised lips as (y/n) felt her eyes drop to the ground, her fists clenched tightly. She rose up from the bed, her back still turned to Leona.

"What kind of game did you have in mind?"

Her voice was hoarse due to not speaking for so long but she did not care anymore. She turned her head and her (e/c) gaze met Leona's green one. His face showed no emotion and it was difficult to read him. She was puzzled sure, but her sense of determination did not waver. 

"Since you are so keen to escape, you might as have fun while doing so.Therefore I suggest we play a nice, friendly game of tag. If you win I will never bother you again and you will regain your freedom... But if I win, you will be my little pet until the end of your days. What do you say~?"

Oh dear... His offer seemed to be too good to be true. To think that he was willing to let her go just like that... Only if she were to win his game though. Not having any other choice she nods quickly, accepting Leona's challenge. Still resting on the bed, Leona raises his hand and points at the door. 

"I am giving you a head start. I would use it if I were you."

She did not even bother to hear him out as she immediately ran out of the room, slamming the large door in the process. Still sitting on the bed, Leona played with his long locks of hair. He rolled his eyes and groaned in annoyance as he buried his face in one of the soft pillows.

"Damn, what a pain..."

(y/n)'s footsteps echoed in the hallways as she ran like never before. Adrenaline filled her veins as she kept chanting in her head  "Keep running!". Never once did she stop and allow herself to breathe, the breathe in the fresh, clean air. She could savor it later though because she knew if she stopped that she would be done for. She ran and ran, so much so that she was starting to taste the metallic taste of blood in her mouth. She started coughing and while doing so she tripped on her own feet. She fell down face first on the floor and grumbled in both pain and annoyance. Her nose hurt and even started to bleed a little as she gently touched it, slightly winching at the sharp pain. Her breathing was ragged and uneven and her heart felt like it was going to burst at any rate. She took in her surroundings carefully and only then did she notice just how peaceful everything was.She swore that if someone dropped a simple pin that it could be heard. 

...

Nothing.

Nothing was happening, no one was around. Her captor was nowhere to be seen and she was sure that if she was close that she could at least hear him.  (y/n) allowed herself to relax for a moment, her hope finally returning back to her. She carefully composed herself and got off the ground, dusting herself off in the process. Looking in front of her she finally saw her gateway to freedom. She was so close, that damned door was just out of hands reach. She couldn't help but to smile, relief washing over her like gentle rainfall. She made her way towards the large door and took a moment to admire the intricate patterns on it. Just as about she was going to reach for one of the handles, she heard it.

A roar, his roar.

She could barely turn around as two strong arms pinned her to the ground, the familiar smell of his cologne invaded her nostrils like a raging wildfire. She was panicking, how the Hell did he get to her!? She was alone mere seconds ago!! He just appeared out of thin air! (y/n) screamed bloody murder as Leona bared his teeth, a long but dangerous smirk on his face. Only then did (y/n) realize just how strong Leona was compared to her. He chuckled darkly, his deep voice filling her ears far too quickly. He lowered his down to her ear, never once breaking eye contact with her. (y/n) started to hyperventilate and cry uncontrollably. Leona rubbed the tears off her face gently, too gently. It only caused her to panic even more as he finally spoke up.

"Did you really think that I would let you get away, just like that? Babe, how weak do you think I am, huh?" 

She didn't dare to answer as she only turned her head to the opposite side. She could bare the intensity of Leona's stare but alas he would not grand her the pleasure of looking away. Leona forcefully turned her chin back, his claws lightly digging in to (y/n)'s soft skin. A hint of blood was on his claws as he licked it clean, enjoying the sweet taste.

"Look me in the eye when I talk, babe. You really are a pain sometimes, you know that right? You forced me to hunt you down like this but I would be lying if I said that I didn't enjoy it. It's usually the lionesses who do the hunting though, not us guys... Still, I captured my prey fair and square, wouldn't you agree~?"

She wanted to scream. She wanted to scream and wake up, to just wake up from this nightmare. She no longer had the strength fight Leona back and she felt as though she had lost the ability to speak. All of that hope and determination vanished in an instant, just like that.

The hunter has successfully captured his sweet prey.

"No matter where you go (y/n) I will always be near, Remember that."

♡♡♡

Based of the yandere! Leona headcanons on @lovecore-md 's blog. Loved the headcanons so I wanted to write a little scenario! I hope you don't mind~ And the image I used belongs to @julie-fandom-artblog!

[mobagehelllocal]

“i can hold the world in my hands” ver iv - ruggie, rook & lilia

Would you do the world prompt for Lilia, Rook, and Ruggie?

- from Anonymous.

A/N: Hi everyone~ I’ve finally found the time to write again~ Since my last writing were angst pieces, I figured I’d beg for forgiveness by making some more fluff ahahah. I hope you enjoy!

Let’s go!

PS: pardon my French, I just used Google Translate :x 

other versions: ver i (dorm leaders), ver ii (deuce, leech twins, silver),

ver iii (jamil), ver iv (this), ver v (trey), ver vi (ace, jack, epel, sebek)

--

After Jade had successfully pulled Floyd off you when the latter eel had tackled you to the ground (who decided it would be a good idea to give that person, 191 centimetres?), you finally entered the main hall of the Mostro Lounge. Upon seeing you, several of the other part timers point out where he went. As you slowly slipped to the back of the hall, you finally caught sight of Ruggie.

He caught your gaze at the edge of his eye, and after sending you a quick, sharp grin, he returned back to his serving the table. After which he came up to you. 

“Hey you~” He instinctively leaned down, and brushed his cheek against yours, which you happily reciprocate. He ducked his face into your neck. You felt his nose twitch.

“Did Floyd greet you with another hug?” 

“He tackled me.”

“Shishishi. Is that so?” he pulled back, and gave you a grin that--to your worry--did not reach his eyes. 

“Ruggie.” you frowned, you had come here not to make him sad--but to cheer him on. Floyd was just... really affectionate with people he liked--and it was impossible to say no to him... Primarily because you were both human and weak against Floyd’s tall form. 

“It’s fine.” he smiled, “it’s just a... me thing, I’ll get over it. Sorry.” 

You’ve got the feeling that Ruggie thinks you’d stand up and just leave him be--but you didn’t want to do that.

I want you to know--that I chose you--I chose to be with you. 

That you are irreplaceable.

That you are priceless.

‘How do I do that..?’ you blinked as you snapped your fingers. Ruggie tilted his head in response, before you looked up and said, 

“Hey Ruggie. Here’s a secret~” 

His ears twitched in interest, in he leant down to come closer to you.

“I can hold the world in my hands!”

“Haaah?” Ruggie furrowed his brows, “how is that supposed to work? Also I thought you didn’t have magic in your world--” 

When he felt your gentle and kind fingers brush against his cheeks, he’s thrown into stupefied silence.

“I’m holding the world.” you pulled him close, hoping he could see the sincere love you had for him in your eyes. “I’m holding my world.”

Ruggie’s eyes widened at your statement, and he immediately sputtered in response. 

“Wait--you--” 

“You’re priceless to me Ruggie.” you pressed your hands against his cheeks, “you’re so important to me--you’re my world.” 

“You--” The blush on his cheeks darkened. “You can’t just... say stuff like that, ya know?”

“I can’t help it.” you said, with a gentle smile, that made his cheeks burn brighter and his heart beat faster. “I want you to know how much you mean to me.” 

“Well message received.” he said a little grumpy, “please let me go?”

“You’re not pulling away in the first place.” His ears twitched again, and this time his tail flicked too. You grinned at his silence.

“You...” 

“Hm?”

“You’re...” he inhaled, before he exhaled. “You’re important to me too, okay? Don’t... don’t go looking at anyone else.”

“There’s no room in my sight, except for you Ruggie!” you chirped and he groaned again. 

‘You’re too cute.’ He thought, as he proceeded to duck into your neck again, and with a breath he’s happy that you smell more like him again. 

--

Rook was sta--I mean... hunting again.

You wish he’d pay attention to you, but he’s there--a dreamy sigh escaped his lips as he stared off into the direction of the botanical garden.

‘Staring at Leona again probably,’ you thought, as you tore your gaze away from Rook’s form for the nth time. 

You honestly don’t understand how he could have such sharp eyesight--but honestly, it was way more believable than all the other magic in Twisted Wonderland. 

Your eyes naturally trailed off to Rook’s direction, only for him to quickly turn your way. You flinched in surprise, and frantically turn to concentrate down at your book. With a little curse, you noticed that the book you were holding was upside down.

“Ohoh.” you hear Rook let out a soft chuckle, before he slunk his way to the seat across yours. “You’ve been shooting me some upset looks, is something the matter?” 

“That’s...” you sighed as you put down your upside down book, and look him in the eye... or well... closed? lids? 

Yet another intriguing thing about him that you never really question--but simply accept. 

“I...” you struggled with how to phrase it before you settle on an idea. “Hey Rook?”

“Hrm?” Though he was seated across you now, his gaze... or his? closed? eyelids? were still fixed in the direction of the gardens.

“I know how to hold the world in my hands.” you declared, and he nodded. 

“Is that so?” You huffed in response, and think ‘here goes nothing.’ 

When Rook felt you gently take his face in your hands, his shut eyelids twitched in surprise to meet your gaze. You had just the slightest tint of red spread across your cheeks.

“Like this.” you said, and he raised a brow, as he wondered what you meant. He furrowed his brows briefly as he attempted to remember what you were talking about.

“I know how to hold the world in my hands.” 

His eyes slid open in surprise as you met his gaze head on.

“Like this,” you said, your voice strong, “I’m holding the world in my hands.” 

Your eyes meet his, and he quickly realized what you’re trying to get across. 

My eyes are on you, Rook.

Are your eyes on me?

‘You..’

‘You are... truly...’

“Mon monarque,” he murmured fervently, as he took your hand and pressed a kiss against the back of it. “Monarque de mon coeur...” he whispered softly.

“Rook?”

“I might acknowledge many kings--but you are the one true ruler of my heart.” he finally said in common tongue, which made your cheeks flush red. “Never loose confidence in my love for you, mon monarque!”

You pulled your hands back as your blush began to brighten, but he only squeezed your hands gently, in reassurance. 

“Just--don’t forget--” you inhaled. “don’t look away.” 

“Mon monarque--how could I?” Rook’s eyes glittered briefly before his eyes shut, and his familiar smile spread across his face. “You who holds my heart--I eagerly watch what you do next~” 

--

Being with someone as older as Lilia, meant that he was mostly the dominant one in the relationship. 

It didn’t help that he was incredibly mischievous. He looked to get you all flustered whenever he could.

‘It’s cute’ he said, ‘I can’t resist your cute face after all~’ Of course, this would only set your face on flame even more, and he’d end up laughing about it.

You wondered if there was anything you could do to show him how much you appreciated him. Or at least--could you make his heart race, the way he did to you? 

“You seem to be thinking about something very deeply, little dear.” You jolt upright to stare right into Lilia’s red eyes.

He was hanging upside down in the air again. 

“Hey Lilia,” you rest your face in between your palms as you look at the fae. 

“Yes, little dear?” a familiar wide smile curled his lips, and you leant forward.

“I can hold the world in my hands.” Lilia raised a brow at that. He made a quick flip in the air, before he landed in the seat right across you. Once he had sat down, he leant forward too.

“However so intriguing, is this the magic of your world?” Lilia tilted his head, his red eyes shimmered with curiosity.

“I guess you can say that.” you giggled in return, “would you like me to show you?” 

“I am all ears, little dear.” You reach forward, and only after a moment of hesitation, you cupped his soft cheeks in both of your hands.

“Like this. I’m holding the world.” you whisper, softly. You look into Lilia’s eyes. 

His eyes widened briefly at this--his pupils became rounder for a brief moment, and just the lightest pink blush appeared on his cheeks before his expression quickly changed. He tilted his head in your palms, and he regarded you with an uncharacteristically serious expression.

You blushed from the way he looked at you so intensely. 

“Aha... Saying such a thing--to an old man like me,” he reached a hand, his thumb slipped onto your pulse. He shut his eyes as he listened to the way he made your heart leap. His smile grew tender at the rhythm of your heart. “you know this means, I won’t let you go, hm?” 

Your blush darkened and you pouted.

“No fair Lilia!” 

“On the contrary little dear,” he offered you his other wrist. “feel my heart.” 

You hesitate for a moment, before you felt for the rhythm of his heart. It was... it felt like it was coordinating with yours--in the same rapid beat. 

“There are little things that surprise me.” he admitted gently, “and even less--are there things that could make my heart race. You’ve always done that for me little dear. Everyday, I anticipate what things you’ll do to make my heart race.” 

“Lilia...” you dodged his gaze. 

“I’ll tell you another thing little dear~ come closer~” You lean forward, to get another look, but Lilia instead took the opportunity to lovingly brush his nose against yours.

“Lilia!” you pulled back, blush up to your ears at this point. 

“I do apologize, little dear. You’re far too adorable!” he chuckled, “you flustering me... my, that was also very cute~ Do it more often~?”

“I’ll keep trying!” you said with a huff, “until your whole face also turns red!” 

His smirk widened in response.

“and I’ll look forward to all your attempts... kufufu~” 

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