#cater diamond x mc

[cyn-write]

“Hellfire, Dark Fire”

Prompt: Rollo has been eyeing you since your arrival, seeing you as the diamond amongst coals. At the Ball, he corners you into a dance, but your BF is not going to let this slide...

Pairings: F!reader x Trey, Cater, Ace, and Jack (Separate)

Warnings: Possessive behavior, suggestive, manipulation and obsessive (Rollo), established relationship, romantic, swearing (Ace)

Notes: This is part of a request from @justahufflepufftoday that I will answer with links to all the glomas series! Apologize for this taking so long, honestly some of these left me stumped and I had to mull it over for a while. That and life happened, but I am slowly working through the asks and am so thankful for everyone's patience! Thank you to everyone who has been keeping up with the series and supporting me! This is part of my Glorious Masquerade series! So if you want to read the other parts of this series staring different characters click the links below:

“She Blazes in Me Beyond All Control” - Azul, Idia, Malleus

“I Feel Her, I see Her” - Riddle, Deuce, Ruggie, Jamil

“Her Smoldering Eyes Still Scorch My Soul” - Rook, Epel, Silver, Sebek

“The Sun Caught in Her Raven Hair” - Leona, Floyd, Vil

“Heaven’s Light” - Rollo

"Who might you be miss?"

Y/n gave a kind smile and nodded her head in greeting "I'm y/n, it's nice to meet you," she stayed next to Trein as she was there as his assistant.

"Yuu is our magicless perfect of Ramshackle. She will be working as my assistant throughout the trip," Trein added.

She felt Rollo's eyes scan her and, unlike his greetings to the rest, he held out a hand. Being polite, she offered her hand as well, and he lifted it to his lips, grazing her knuckles quickly. "It is a pleasure to meet you, y/n. I understand it must be difficult, being surrounded by mages every second of the day. I hope you get a chance to relax this trip."

Y/n blushed at the motion and bit her lower lip. All the while, she could feel her boyfriend glaring daggers at her and Rollo.

"I-I'll do my best..." Y/n replied.

Throughout the entire trip, Rollo seemed to gravitate towards y/n and used every excuse to isolate her from the group. They chatted about her difficulties at NRC and of the festival. Due to her being Trein's assistant and the constant reminders to behave, she and her boyfriend had little time together.

This all accumulated at the Masquerade. Rollo had given Y/n a proper dress for the occasion instead of the attire his counsel had chosen. The (color) fabric decadently adorned her figure and stunned the NRC boys with her beauty. But before her boyfriend could ask for a dance, Rollo stole y/n away. He whisked her to the dance floor, and they started chatting.

At this point, Y/N's boyfriend has had enough of the student council president, but what sends him over the edge is when he takes you to the balcony and dares suggest the worst:

"Y/n, stay here with me." Y/n turned quickly on her heels to look at Rollo in shock and confusion, "Those fools at NRC do not deserve your purity. You belong here. with me." He has her pinned against the balcony, "This is your sanctuary."

Y/n pushed Rollo away slightly and spoke up, "Thank you for the offer, but I have no intention of leaving NRC. It is difficult at times but I wouldn't have it any other way. Now if you excuse me, I want to go back to the ball."

Rollo grabbed y/n's wrist and pulled her against him. "It's because of him, isn't it? He has bewitched you!" He pinned her between the balcony wall and him. "Those fiends have enchanted you, but I will free you from those chains and show you salvation! No matter the cost!"

Trey was a patient man who was at this point, an expert at dealing with difficult people and situations, but this was a true test of his calm demeanor. He had followed Rollo and y/n from a distance when they left the ballroom and had been listening to the tense confession through the door. His heart was beating in his ears as he listened to Rollo confessing his love for HIS Sweetheart. The only reason he didn’t barge in then and there was due to the trust he had in Y/n to handle the situation. But when Rollo forced himself onto her after she declined, he had to do something.

“Y/n!” Trey called out as he pushed the balcony doors open. Rollo stepped back from y/n, making it seem as though nothing happened. Y/n looked shaken as she tried to separate herself from her captor, but Rollo blocked her with an arm.

“Clover, what are you doing away from the festivities?” Rollo’s asked.

“I could ask you the same thing.” Trey moved closer to the two, his grip teething around his magic pen.

“The Perfect and I came out for some fresh air. So many mages gathered together can be a bit suffocating.” He replied calmly.

“It can be,” Trey was only a few steps away. His features strained to remained relaxed, he wanted so badly to blow up like his dorm mates and cause a scene, but he did not. He instead put on a smile and kept his composure, “But, this is also a special evening, it’s not often that this many mages meet. Besides, it is a wonderful evening for us, right y/n?” He shifted his gaze to Y/n’s beautiful eyes. A plan had formed in his mind and it seemed to be perfect, “Don’t think I forgot our anniversary?”

Y/n’s eyes lit up and she smiled sweetly. “Trey, how could I forget,” She said and managed to make her way to Trey and enveloped her boyfriend in a hug of joy and relief.

Shock and disappointment flashed over Rollo’s face but was gone in an instant. He nodded to the happy couple and started to walk away, “congratulations… I hope you enjoy the ball. Y/n, please let me know if you ever reconsider.” Before he walked past fully, Trey placed a hand on Rollo’s arm and stopped the president.

“If you force yourself onto her again and I will make you regret ever throwing this ball.” Trey whispered. His eyes were no longer kind, but cruel. It was beyond the look he gave disrespectful underclassmen, this glare was reserved for anyone who dared hurt his sweetheart.

Rollo understood the glare and left with a shred of dignity.

Once he was gone. The stiffness left Trey’s body and he felt his sweetness melt into his arms like putty. Tears started to pool in her eyes all the fears hit her at once. But Trey knew what to do. He stayed there, holding her close, and kissed her forehead. “It’s okay. I got you…”

After whispering a string of sweet nothings to reassure her. Y/n looked up and said, “our anniversary isn’t until winter break silly…”

Trey and y/n chuckled a bit. Of everything she commented on that. Trey looked at the perfect’s beautiful eyes that complemented her stunning gown. “The anniversary of becoming official… today is the anniversary of me realizing how hopelessly I’m in love with you.”

The perfect’s smile grew and Trey couldn’t help himself but kiss her. The kiss was loving and passionate, the kind that could last a century.

The music started to swell and their names are being called by the other Heartsyble students. The kiss ends and Trey looks back. “I knew they would be coming sooner or later.”

“Well you did promise me a dance.” Y/n said and Trey smiled. He felt like a commoner before her, begging for a chance to dance with the princess.

“I did didn’t I.” He stepped back and removed his hat, extending a hand out to her. “Princess will you grace this humble baker with a dance?”

Cater was kicking himself. He knew that he had a social media problem, but he never thought it would result in him missing someone, much less their illustrious host, flirting with HIS girl. Cater had been documenting the trip on magicam and he was constantly taking pictures, clogging, editing, that he has been neglecting his perfect. This all came to fruition when he saw y/n enter the ballroom in the most stunning dress he had ever seen. She looked like a princess out of a storybook. He reached to get his phone out so he could post a picture of is beautiful partner, but as he did someone else approached her. Rollo. The host of this event stole y/n’s first dance and in that moment he realized how much he missed. Rollo and y/n were talking a laughing as they danced. Talking about everything they did over the trip. Cater felt his heart drop as he realized how much he missed through the screen. As he was trying to get the best angle on a photo, Rollo was romancing his lonely partner. At the end of the song, Cater was ready to apologize, but Rollo took y/n away from the ball room and the two disappeared. Cater searched the ballroom till he saw the two on the balcony. He was about to walk out when he realized what Rollo was doing.

“…stay here with me.” Cater’s heart dropped. He listened through the pain and part of him thought she might take it. But the other part of him believed in their love. When he saw her step away from him, his heart jumped, he knew his girl. But Rollo would not relent. Out of instinct he went to the camera on his phone and pressed record, a plan formed and he hopped it would be enough.

“…Cater didn’t put an enchantment on me! I love him and he loves me. No charms needed! Now GET OFF!”

“Diamond? He is your partner?” Rollo scoffed, “He seems to be more infatuated with his phone than you. He treated you so coldly. Not answering your questions, ignoring you in favor of those people only. I don’t think I saw him touch you once.” Cater’s heart panted. He wasn’t wrong. But it still hurt to hear. “None of them appreciate you. You have done so much for them and they brush you off.” He could see her resolve breaking, and Cater could feel his as well. Not everything they said was wrong, she has done so much and hardly gets the recognition. He watched as Rollo’s grip softened and she turned away. Rollo placed his hands on her shoulders, they were really close now. She was thinking, “My dear, you deserve so much better. A school that will nurture and enhance your talents, friends who will recognize and celebrate your skills,… and a partner who will look at you and not a screen. Why… if I was your partner, I would never be able to look at anything else but you… my flame…” he began to caress her cheek and cater was about ready to leave and give in, but his Jewel surprised him yet again.

She grabbed Rollo’s wrist and pushed him away. “You’re wrong. My friends do care about me. And Cater is the best partner I could ask for. He loves me for me and never asks me to be anyone else. He respects me and my boundaries. He sees me for me and I see him for who he is. Yes he has his problems, but we work on the together. He sees me as a person, not an infatuation or an object to be saved. He is twice the man you are so leave me alone. I need to go find him-“

As she started to move away, Rollo grabbed her again and took out his magic pen, “You really leave me with no choice then, my flame. I will show you salvation even if I have to force it upon you-“

“AND HERE FOLKS is what we call a pervert!” Cater took the signal to come out of hiding and acted like he was recording the whole thing. “Rollo Flamme, Student Council President of Nobel Bell College confessed to My girlfriend and when she said No! He tried to kidnap her. Total Yandere behavior if you ask me. The kinda stuff they throw you in prison for.” Cater’s arrival stunned Rollo and he let go of y/n for long enough for her to run to Cater. “Now Cay-cay followers. If I release this video, that means something has happened to me and y/n. And he is the culprit.” Cater ends the video and puts his phone down into his pocket. “If you lay a hand on either of us again. I will release that video and you will be ruined. But I am nice and respect that y/n doesn’t like to be on social media a lot. So this is your only chance. Leave and never speak to us again.” He stood tall and held y/n close in a Possessive manner.

Rollo was visibly shocked and took out his handkerchief, nodded to Y/n, and said, "There is no need for hostility... I hope you have a pleasant evening." And left the two.

After Rollo left, Cater melted into Y/n. He was shaking and kept whispering, "I'm sorry.. I'm sorry, I am so sorry..."

Y/n tightened their grip and said, "Cater, why are you apologizing? You saved me, I-"

"Rollo was right. I-I was so focused on Magicam that I neglected you." He was nestled into her hair as he spoke, "I know I have a problem, but I didn't think it was this bad..."

Y/n stepped back and smiled at Cater, wiping the tears from his cheek. "Cater. I do not blame you. Do I wish we could have spent more time together this trip, yes, but I also know that my duties as an assistant had me moving everywhere and your group also kept you busy." She then stepped close and pressed her forehead to his, "We still have tonight to make it up."

This is the reason he loved y/n, she grounded him and made him see the light at the end of the tunnel. "We do. So here." He handed her his phone to put in her dress pocket. "No phones, no magicam, just us." He then knelt down before y/n and held her hands in his, mirroring the knights of old. "Y/n, will you be mine and mine only tonight?"

“LET HER GO!” Ace yelled. He had been watching the scene from behind the balcony door, and it took all his willpower to not attack Rollo on sight. Instead, he marched towards the two and pulled y/n away from him. He held her close and felt how much she was trembling. He glared daggers at Rollo and said, “She said no to your salvation bullshit so drop it.”

Rollo returned the glare, but returned to his calm composure, "Mr. Trappola, I'm afraid you have misread the situation. Miss L/n and I were just sharing a conversation, weren't we my dear?"

Y/n looked terrified as Rollo grinned at her. Her trembling grew worse and her voice came out meek, "t-that's one name for it..."

Ace hated seeing her like this. The last time she was this terrified was during Riddle's overblot when she was nearly squished by a rosebush. Since then, Ace promised to keep her safe, and that was a promise he intended to keep. "Sounded less like a conversation and more like a lecture."

"I was simply pointing out how Miss L/n would be happier here. We would actually appreciate her contributions to the school rather than push her aside." Rollo smirked and motioned to Ace, "That seems to be your specialty Trappola, wouldn't you say?"

That is when Ace's restraint broke. Much like when Riddle insulted y/n all those months ago, Ace punched Rollo square in the nose. While Rollo reeled from the punch, Ace grabbed his collar and pushed him against the railing. "You. Don't. Know. ANYTHING! No one loves Y/N more than me! She does more for NRC than any of the housewardens and EVERYONE knows it! We don't thank her as much as we should. But I am sure of one thing: I will protect her no matter what and stay beside her no matter what. Your righteous ass could never do that!!"

He let Rollo go and took y/n's hand. "If you talk down to her like that ever again. I promise you'll get more than a broken nose." and stormed off the balcony with the Perfect in tow.

Once they made it to the other side of the doors, out of sight from the crowd, and from Rollo. Ace stopped and turned back to y/n.

She looked up at him with awe in her (e/c) eyes. Despite the tear streaks and bruises on her wrist from Rollo's grip, she looked as beautiful as the moment she walked in. Ace whipped the tear streaks from her cheeks and asked, "You okay?"

She placed her hand on his and said simply, "You said you loved me..."

Ace's face went red. They hadn't said that word yet despite the feelings being there. "Y-yeah, I guess. I-I was just caught up in the moment and I-I...." He felt like Deuce, tripping over his words like a cat had hold of his tongue.

Y/n smiled and pressed a chaste kiss to his stuttering lips, "I love you too, my Jack of Hearts."

She knew those words would boost his ego. Whose wouldn't when they were compared to the bravest knight in all of the Queendom?

Ace's smirk returned and he leaned in so their foreheads were touching. "Is that any way to thank your hero, m'lady?"

He then properly kissed her. Deeply and Passionately. He held her close as the kiss deepened. One hand cradled the back of her neck while the other pressed against the lower part of her back. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he felt like one of those fairytale heroes, finally getting true loves kiss.

When they finally parted to breathe, the couple heard the faint calls of the other first years.

"Sounds like we're needed," Y/n said softly. The music started up again on a new song and Ace got an idea.

"Well, you still owe me a dance." He removed his hat, placed it on his chest, and kneeled before y/n. He still held one of her hands and smiled, "Y/n, would you spare a dance with your Loyal Card Soldier?"

“Let. Go.” Jack had an iron grip on Rollo’s shoulder. Wolves were protective by nature, and no one messed with their mates.

Jack had been watching the scene through a crack in the door. He trusted his girlfriend to stand up for herself, but what Rollo was doing crossed a line. Rollo turned his head to see the seething wolf glaring at him.

Rollo loosened his grip on y/n's wrist enough for her to slip away from the monster and into Jack's arms. Once he felt her in his embrace, Jack let Rollo's shoulder go and turned to Y/n.

He cupped her cheek and looked her over once. She was trembling and her one wrist was bruised, but other than that she seemed fine. After assessing her for damage, he kissed her forehead and said softly, "It's okay, I've got you."

He turned back to Rollo, who was watching the two, and snarled. He grabbed his robe and growled, "You try to threaten her again, and I'll make you wish the fires burned you to bits."

Rollo just looked stunned. This Freshman dared to threaten him. But Rollo knew better than to start a physical altercation with Howl. "No need for force. I get the message." He kept his poker face, stepped back, straightened his robes, and walked towards the door.

"Enjoy the Ball, L/n," He said "And remember, Nobel Bell's doors are always open if you need them." before exiting the balcony doors.

Now alone under the sparking stars of the City of Flowers, Jack turned back to his princess and wrapped her in his embrace. Now it was his turn to tremble.

"I'm sorry." He said softly, "I should've seen this coming and stopped it."

Y/n leaned back and put a hand on Jack's cheek. "You have nothing to apologize for." She put her forehead on his and smiled, "You saved me from Rollo. I should be thanking you."

Jack sighed and cupped her face, "Still, I haven't been as attentive as I should have. If I was he wouldn't 'have gone this far if I stayed close to you, or was more affectionate. He would've known to back off."

She put her hands on top of his and nuzzled into their warmth, "Sweetie, I don't think that would have changed anything... But if you would feel better about this if we were more public with our relationship and affection, I'm happy to do so." She kissed his palm and saw his tail begin to wag from the corner of her eye. "Just, please don't blame yourself for this."

Jack's concerns seemed to melt away as she spoke. She could always read his mind and it always amazed him. "Anything for you Princess."

He always felt like the Beast from the Shaftland Tale when he was with her. She seemed to make him a better person, just through proximity. The music began to swell in the ballroom and his ears perked.

He looked at her beautiful gown and thought of something Vil told him once after he found out y/n and Jack were dating, "Flowers are meant to be seen, not hidden away."

Jack finally understood what Vil meant by that.

Jack stepped back from Y/n's embrace and bowed before her. He took her hand and kissed the back of it, "Care to Dance, Princess?"

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I Don't Care!: Heartslabyul

Savanaclaw - Octavinelle - Scarabia - Pomfiore - Ignihyde - Diasomnia

Romantic Jealousy: Based on real or imagined threats to a romantic relationship. There could be a history of infidelity or flirtations; however, this could also be solely based on insecurities. Sexual/Suspicious Jealousy: Based on fears that a partner may have cheated or be engaged in inappropriate communication.

Does he get jealous?

Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle Rosehearts likes to see himself as the least insecure person on the planet. But that changes when he sees Silver getting chummy with you...

The activities for the Equestrian Club had ended for the day and Riddle Rosehearts had made plans to spend the day with you on Sage Island. Just the two of you. He wanted to go visit a new bookstore that opened and get something to eat at a nearby café. The invitation was his indirect way of requesting a date with you. You had shown up ten minutes before the Equestrian Club's activities had ended for the day. Riddle didn't mind, but he also didn't like the idea of you waiting on him! With a quick wave exchanged between the two of you, he and the others began to return the horses to the stables.

Riddle was one of the last to finish up along with Sebek. He was chatting excitedly under his breath with Vorpal about how he hoped your date would go. Until he heard you giggle. His head snapped in the direction of the sound, a curious expression graced his features.

He poked his head out of the stable, cautious of making sure he wasn't seen as his curiosity morphed into something more... Intense. Something he couldn't label; but he did not like it. You were leaning against the wooden fence, a sweet smile on your face as Silver stood beside you. The two of you were talking, it was innocent but something about the sight bothered Riddle.

Was it that Silver was taller than Riddle? The way he looked down at you with longing eyes? Was it how he subtly moved closer and closer until his shoulder just barely grazed yours as he effortlessly got you to snicker at whatever it was he said? Was it his natural princely aura? The way his arms flexed when he crossed them over his chest?

The sight in front of Riddle left him feeling as though he could remove Silver's head from his body. Easily. He ground his teeth together when Silver leaned in close. Too close. The student pulled something out of your hair with a delicate grin that left Riddle's heart sinking into his gut. He and Silver got along fine. There were no ill intentions, Riddle knew that.

So why did he wish for Silver to be struck by lightning? Riddle was frozen in place until Sebek left the stables in a hurry, snapping at Silver to move his feet so they could return to 'Lord Malleus'. Silver diverted his attention away from you, offering you a wave goodbye as Riddle casually followed suit.

Sebek greeted you with his usual loud voice and the pair took off. Riddle now stood in front of you with his head spinning with a newfound worry. This is what Cater would explain as jealousy. But he's not jealous. He had no reason to be. Silver was probably dozing off and that's why he leaned against you. The student was just waiting on Sebek. You just happened to be there to chat with. It was nothing.

When you called Riddle's name, his eyes met yours. That icy shade of grey appeared clouded as he cleared his throat. His posture straightened as he nodded towards you with a weak smile. "I'm sorry I kept you waiting... I assume Silver kept you company? What did the two of you talk about?" Riddle isn't jealous. He doesn't care about things like that.

The two of you are dating. Everyone on campus knows that.

Trey Clover

Trey Clover isn't exactly the 'jealous' type. But he starts to re-think that when Che'nya starts to hit on you.

(tw blood)

Trey's eyes flickered between your smiling face and Che'nya's wide toothy grin. You had come over to assist him in baking an assortment of tarts for an UnBirthday Party, and apparently had met a familiar face on your way into Heartslabyul. Trey and Che'nya are friends and have been friends for a long time. And remained friends despite going to different schools; but this was different.

Something about seeing Che'nya getting so close to you was starting to piss Trey off.

He was silent as Che'nya hovered around you with his ear grating laugh. His fingers would linger against your clothes as the two of you talked with Trey idly listening and offering minimal input. He slid another dozen tarts into the oven to bake and removed the last set of twelve to allow them to cool.

Then, Che'nya got you to play a game with him. He slipped off your striped tie and wrapped it around your eyes as a blindfold. Trey glanced over with a frown and before he could speak, Che'nya waved a dismissive hand at him. "It's just a game. It's fine." He assured with that same toothy grin Trey was beginning to get sick of.

The beastman used a spoon to feed you different things, getting you to guess what the item was. Strawberries, walnuts, blueberries, and chocolate. All sorts of different things would be placed on the spoon for you to guess. It was harmless and you were clearly having fun. Trey thought that maybe he was overreacting. This wasn't that big of a deal. He had mentioned in passing that the two of you were dating to Che'nya. And everyone in NRC knew.

Che'nya wanted to get close to you because he was a friend to Trey, and he was naturally a very touchy and outgoing person. It's not that serious. Trey let out an exhale as he picked up a can of evaporated milk for one of the tart fillings. He glanced back over to see Che'nya looking at you with longing eyes, and the spoon he used to feed you was now hanging between his lips.

The can burst in his palm.

The sudden sound left Che'nya startled with a loud squeak of shock. The beastman turned invisible, leaving the spoon hanging in the air until he dropped it. You lifted the tie-blindfold with wide eyes before rushing over to check on Trey who dropped the can and looked at his palm. The metal had sliced open his hand, leaving it bleeding and mixing with the thick cream. He didn't even hear your worried voice as you tugged on his arm to pull him towards the sink to rinse off the wound. "Sorry... I'm not sure what came over me." He chuckled under his breath as you continued to fuss over him.

Your voice traveled in one ear and out the other as he started to frown. He didn't usually care about stuff like this. Or at least he thought he didn't care.

Cater Diamond

Cater knows he's a jealous person. Not that you would need to know that... But those emotions start spilling out when you have a tooth rotting encounter with Kalim...

Cater pretended to scroll through his phone, his eyes flicking up to look at Kalim with an annoyed side eye. The younger student was excitedly telling you about a mini concert the Light Music Club would be having at an underground club on the island. Something Cater has already told you about previously. 

“It’s gonna be so fun! And everyone is gonna be there. Even some of the RSA kids! The cool ones of course.” He promised with a wide smile, he sat backwards in his chair, his knee would sometimes bump against yours when he would kick his legs out with excitement. He would quickly apologize before going back to talking. Lilia was glancing between the group while sucking away at a box of tomato juice. 

“You can sit backstage with us too! I’ll show you all of the cool stuff.” Kalim offered to you with a gentle wave of his hand. He began to show you different hang out spots near the club, things to do and stuff to see. It was starting to feel almost like Kalim was inviting you on a pseudo date. But that couldn’t be the case. Cater didn’t think Kalim was smart enough to pull something like that off. 

Cater hummed thoughtfully before scooting closer to you with a lazy smile on his face. “We already have plans after the concert. Sorry Kalim.” Cater explained as he opened his camera up to take a quick selfie with you. “You did?! Sorry! I didn’t mean to change anything.” He smiled sheepishly as you posed in the photo before turning to Kalim, assuring him that it was fine. You had no idea Cater had made plans for after the concert.

Seeing Kalim going back to smiling and laughing with you made Cater frown. He slid an arm around your waist as he started to decorate the edges of your picture with stickers and colorful emojis. He began to pull you closer and closer subconsciously until you were seated on his thigh with a soft gasp of surprise leaving your lips. Lilia stood with his emptied tomato juice, turning to Kalim with a smile. “Oh, I’m out of juice! Kalim,” He shook the empty box in his pale hand. “Why don’t you walk with me? I’m not a fan of going alone.” He let out a dramatic sigh, appearing forlorn as Kalim jumped out of his seat. “Oh! I’ll go with you! Don’t worry.” He beamed and headed to the door with Lilia. “We’ll be right back guys!” Kalim waved to the both of you, and you waved back before turning to face Cater.

He was pouting as he surrounded the image in orange and red hearts. You asked him what was wrong and he shook his head. “Nothing, I’m a little tired, that's all.” He tried to feign a smile but it fell quickly when he went to post the photo on MagiCam. He doesn’t care. It’s not that serious. When you leaned over and kissed his cheek he felt his heart skip in his chest. Yeah, he has no reason to be jealous.

Ace Trappola

Ace doesn't believe he's jealous. In fact, it's beneath him. Well, he thought that until Malleus started hanging around...

Ace narrowed his eyes at Malleus as he sat on the other side of you during lunch. Malleus who was never seen gracing this part of the school, yet here he was showing you how he could make flowers out of nothing but magic. 

His eyebrow twitched when Malleus would lean down to hand them to you. Some of them would explode into glitter, some would fade away into colorful petals, and one turned into a mini swarm of butterflies. Ace could do a magic trick like that too. If you asked him to show you he would with no problem. 

Ace straightened out and looked at Malleus. His stupid horns, his stupid handsome face, the way his half lidded eyes looked at you as though no one else were around. It was infuriating. Ace’s jaw was starting to clench and he suddenly met eyes with the prince of Briar Valley. Lime green and cherry red locked together with challenging stares. “That’s an easy trick. Anyone can do that.” Ace huffed and broke away from the prince, looking at you with a smirk. “I can show you something super cool. You wanna see?” He asked you, and watched your eyes light up as you gave him a nod.

Malleus watched as Ace rubbed his hands together with a wide and proud smile. When he pulled them away, a massive and colorful bouquet appeared wrapped in a bright red paper. It was full of all of your favorite flowers and even some he had never seen before. Malleus frowned from the other side of you, crossing his arms over his chest.

Ace handed you the flowers and returned his gaze to the Fae. “There’s no trick you can do that I can’t.” Ace challenged the prince, not understanding the weight his words would actually hold. He wasn’t jealous. Especially not with someone like lizard breath. Malleus frowned with his arms crossed over his chest. “I apologize Trappola. Are you offended?” His question was genuine, but to Ace it was an insult. “I wouldn’t be offended by some lame party trick.” This made Malleus’ eyebrow twitch. “So, if I preformed something more grand for the Child of Man… How would you feel?” He asked with a small flick of his wrist. In his hand was a little dancing doll that looked like you. It was starting to annoy Ace. “Don’t you have a statue to talk to?” You looked to Ace, telling him not to be rude as the two of them locked eyes with anger. 

Ace wasn’t jealous. He would never be jealous. At least, he would never admit it. 

Deuce Spade

Deuce trusted you with his entire being! He had no reason to be jealous or possessive. But feelings change... Especially after seeing you and Jack become so close.

Deuce apologized profusely when he told you he had to go to a mandatory track practice after classes ended for the day. You let him know over and over that you didn’t mind going with him and waiting for practice to end. 

He walked onto the track with you beside him, smiling and talking until he heard you gasp. “Oh, sorry. I didn’t mean to get that close.” Jack apologized as he appeared on the other side of you. Deuce was scowling and before he could speak, you explained that you felt something soft brush against your back. Jack has a large tail, but surely he knows that. Deuce looked away with a smile. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to make a face.” He laughed away his worry as the three of you talked and both Deuce and Jack made their way to begin practice. Deuce was watching you the whole time, his eyes never leaving you after that moment. Jack seemed to be doing the same. It could be his imagination, but during stretches, during their dashes, and during their breaks, Jack’s eyes seemed to be watching you before he would break his attention elsewhere. It was starting to get dark and it was now the final break of the night before the last round of practice would resume. Deuce made his way over to you before stopping at his gym bag to pull out his track jacket to let you wear. He saw Jack standing in front of you as you stayed seated on the bench. The two of you talking and laughing. 

Seeing Jack’s tail wagging as you smiled up at him… Deuce wasn’t sure why he felt so angry. You were allowed to have friends. You were allowed to talk to other guys that weren’t him. He doesn’t care that much. 

So why did he entertain the idea of punching Jack in the face?

The beastman waved goodbye and walked off leaving you alone on the bench. There would be another hour of practice. Deuce awkwardly approached you with his jacket hanging from his hand. His arm extended as he held it out to you. “I thought you might be cold.” He commented with a small shrug and you accepted gratefully. He watched with a soft sigh as you stood and slipped it on, looking at it with a grin. He zipped his track jacket up to your chin with a weak smile. 

Maybe he is a little jealous. But he shouldn’t care about that kind of stuff. He loves you and you love him.

[schoenht]

[ 𝟏𝟏:𝟏𝟒 𝐏.𝐌. ]

"WHY DO YOU LOVE ME?"

Cater asks so very quietly. His long, light orange locks of hair shifted, as if he was bashful and trying to cover his face. Maybe he was trying to hide from you, trying to shield himself from the possible silent answer that said more words than anything. Maybe he wasn't really loved. Maybe-

"Because there's no one else I would rather be with." Your answer came a beat after he asked. "There was no one else I would have chosen. I wanted you and no one else."

His eyes were almost as wide as dinner platters. He could see your figure, sitting as you stared at your textbook, the smallest creases between your eyebrows. You were in total concentration, yet you didn't hesitate.

He loved you, he realized. All those years of never having someone constant in his life, he finally found you. He had been afraid of opening up to you, hiding behind the walls of his optimism and upbeat manner. You had slowly taken those walls down to find who he really was. You didn't even recoil, instead loving him for who he was. It had taken him a while to understand his feelings and how his vulnerability with you was not as bad. He just had to show you.

He didn't believe in soulmates, he believed in the making of one. You were his. He was yours. Nothing would change that.

"I love you."

[hanchette]

𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 : ( twisted wonderland characters )

a/n : i was out for weeks!! truth to be told i was busy because i found a new job lol anyway hi

consist of : fluff, gender neutral reader, established relationship — mornings with them

𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃, left early in the warmth of your bed, he is quite the early bird when he wants to be indeed for he usually stays in with you in his arms and vice versa—thus, ended with you waking up and patting at the spot where he is. cater trudges in your bedroom with a tray of freshly made breakfast along with a flower vase, sending a wink to you way and a chuckle. “good morning gorgeous! cay-cay made you breakfast in bed~! an additional rose to compliment your beauty!” kissing your cheek and planting the tray on your lap, cater took a picture of you in an instant causing you to gape at him to not post it yet cater simply laugh you off while you pout, brushing a lock of your hair before turning off his phone to chat with you. if you visit his magicam, you won't be able to see that. because cater never posted it. he thinks that such sight is for his eyes only.

𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐋, walks in to your home sweaty, taking off his shirt and draping it on his neck with a huff before heading to take a bath. once finish, he saw you walking in to the kitchen with still droopy eyes, with the beastman's tail wagging behind him, jack walked up to you and plants a kiss to your lips. “just woke up?” you nodded, still sleepy as you pull yourself together, luckily you have jack who scoop you in his arms and nuzzling his face to you neck, breathing in your scent. “you hungry? you can sleep some more, I'll cook breakfast for us. ” jack murmurs into your neck. if you refuse, jack will head to the kitchen and set you on the kitchen counter before starting to cook. or if you agree, jack will tuck you in and stay by your side for a minute, holding you hand as he watches you drift off before heading to cook.

𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓, always wakes up before you to prepare for the day before you head down. his body swaying into the beat of the music coming from the radio that he had purchase behind your back, stating that he finds them magnifique ! and that they have a certain charm in them lol. ( i am guilty of it too ) his favorite of the day is when you walk in to the kitchen to hug him from behind, rook hums in delight and moves his body so that it faces yours, “you look wonderful today, mon amour. ” pressing his forehead against yours while his arms circle around your body and swaying the two of you to the tune. he hums along the song and drops a soft kiss to your cheek. “such a beautiful morning, no?” he grins and before you can reply, rook had given you a piece of the food he had cooked that had cooled down. “now then! let us eat!” he chuckles, pushing you to the dining room, leaving you with no complaints.

𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐑, has an arm over your figure while he lays on your chest. huffing when he felt you move. “don't...” he mumbles, tightening his grip on you. “stay, it's too early..” and it's barely audible if not for you two being close. if you complain, silver will shift and pull you in his arms instead, a short shhh coming out of his mouth while his hand lazily rub your back up and down, hoping for you to drift off once again. you'll probably stay for an extra hour or two. once awake, silver opens his eyes a bit before propping on his arm to hover over you. “hey.” he calls, peppering small kisses before lightly kissing you, morning breath be damned, silver, with his head still fuzzy thinks that you look so ethereal that he can't stop but to spoil you when he wakes up before starting the day.

[yuuniee]

♦️ A Special Smile 🕊️

A/N: The Split Rose confession fic some of you have been waiting for is finally here..! How are we feeling? :) (Also... *checks the word count* 8K WORDS... UMMM I THINK I OVERDID IT A BIT... 😳)

Character(s) In Fic: Riddle, Trey, Cater, Ace, Lilith, Renée, Dorothea, Matthew + Digit, Yuusuke, Manar (cameo), Cater’s sisters

🏷️ Taglist: @fad1a @queen-shiba @deeva-arud @iseethatimicy @achy-boo @thehollowwriter @glowingsleepystarry @hyac1nthus @pixxlate

It all started beautifully while the Ramshackle prefects came to another Unbirthday party. The sweet scent of cookies mixed with the relaxing tea enveloped the air as the students laughed and chatted with each other.

“Might I have one more cup of tea, Trey?” The dorm leader politely asked while chatting with Renée, one of the prefects that he was closer with.

“Of course, Riddle. Here you go.” The vice head replied with a smile as he poured the tea for him.

“Thank you.” He smiled and turned to her. “So, as I was saying…”

Little did anyone know, this was also the day that Cater had planned to confess his love for Renée. He had spent months carefully planning every detail of how he would tell her how he felt. But just as he was about to make his move, he received a phone call from his sisters.

“Caycay~! We miss you so much every day! Why aren’t you answering our calls?!” His oldest sister exclaimed in a worried tone.

Cater groaned inwardly and placed a hand over his head in frustration. He knew this would be a long conversation about how much they missed him and how worried they were. He gritted his teeth and waited for it to end, trying not to snap at his sisters. But then, his oldest sister dropped a bombshell.

“We’ll come visit you tomorrow so we can catch up with you! Who knows, maybe you have some juicy secrets about your school or class?” She said teasingly.

Cater’s eyes widened in panic. He couldn’t let his sisters visit him at school, especially not now when he was planning to confess to Renée. Before he could object, he heard the beeping sound indicating that his sister had hung up. He clenched his fists in frustration and walked out of the party, needing some space to think. As Renée noticed Riddle’s tense posture and figured that it would be off with Cater’s head, she gently tapped on his shoulder a few times. Her light touch caused him to flinch and turn towards her with a guarded expression.

“Riddle, may I use the restroom?” She whispered in a hushed tone, trying not to disturb the atmosphere of the party.

“Of course you may.” He replied, his voice strained and distant.

Without another word, she hurried off towards the dorms. But then she turned away to run after Cater, determined to catch up to her closest friend. As she approached him, she could see that he was sitting behind a bush far from the festivities, hugging his knees close to his chest.

“Caycay... Are you alright?” She asked, her voice gentle as she knelt down in front of him. She held her basket close to her chest and brushed a strand of hair from his face, gazing at him with concern in her kind eyes.

“LEAVE ME ALONE!” The ginger suddenly snapped, causing the girl to startle and take a step back. Her heart sank as she watched him tear up and continue to push her away. “I don’t wanna see anyone or anything, okay?!”

Renée took a deep breath and sighed, trying to remain calm despite his outburst. She knew all too well how he tended to isolate himself when he was upset.

“But if there is something bothering you, maybe you should try sharing it…” She suggested with a soft smile, reaching out to cup his cheeks in her hands and meet his gaze. “That’s what best friends do, non?”

“I... I need some time alone, Rennie... I’ll be fine, I promise.” He forced a smile onto his lips, but it didn't reach his eyes which were still filled with tears.

“Please, tell me! Maybe I can help!” Renée insisted with genuine curiosity shining in her eyes.

“You can’t this time.” Cater’s voice cracked as he spoke, his tears now falling freely. “Sometimes you can’t just make someone feel better.”

“But at least it would lift some weight off of your shoulders…” She pleaded, placing her hands on top of his in a comforting gesture.

“WHATEVER! LEAVE ME THE HECK ALONE!” He shouted in frustration, finally snapping under the weight of his emotions. “YOU CAN’T HELP ME! NO ONE CAN! I’LL BE FINE ON MY OWN, OKAY?!”

“I... understand.” Renée’s voice trembled slightly as she clenched her fists at her sides. “I think I’ll come back another time…”

As Cater watched her walk away with tears in her eyes, he felt a pang of regret and guilt wash over him. He couldn’t even find the words to apologize or chase after her, feeling numb from hurting the last person he ever wanted to hurt. Slowly, he sank down onto the ground and buried his face in his hands, overwhelmed by conflicting emotions. It wasn’t until she was long gone that he realized it was none other than Renée herself - the kind and caring prefect who occupied his thoughts - who he had just yelled and pushed away. He felt like someone had slapped him in the face as the enormity of his actions sunk in.

He had messed up, big time.

“Renée!” He heard Trey go after her, concerned as always.

Feeling a wave of guilt wash over him, he frantically searched for her in the crowd, hoping against hope that she was still waiting for him like she always did. But his gaze fell upon an empty space where she had been standing, and he knew she was gone. A shaky sigh escaped his lips as he raised trembling hands to cover his tear-stained face and muffled sobs.

Collapsing to his knees, he whispered in anguish.

“What have I done?”

Slowly, he managed to compose himself and stumbled away from the party, heading towards his room. With a slam of the door and a firm lock, he shut out the noise and chaos outside. His phone lay on the bedside table, and as he scrolled through his contacts, his eyes fell upon a familiar name: ‘Rennie 🤍’. Without hesitation, he dialed the number and waited anxiously for her.

The shrill ring of Renée’s cell phone cut through the air, breaking her from her tearful thoughts. Lilith sat by her side, offering comfort while she cried.

“If he does, I’ll personally go to Heartslabyul and give him a piece of my mind,” Lilith declared, brushing her hair back. “No one makes my bestie cry.”

“Who could be calling now..?” Renée sighed, grabbed her phone away with her trembling hands. She saw the name ‘Caycay 🧡♦️’ flashing on the screen and hesitated before answering.

“Do you think I should pick up, Lily? He might just scold me again…”

Renée managed a small smile at her friend’s fierce loyalty. “You always say you’d do anything for me.”

“And I mean it, darling,” Lilith replied, braiding Renée’s hair with practiced ease. “Anyone who hurts you will have to answer to me.”

Renée pressed the answer button and put the call on speaker, with Lilith still by her side.

“Are you okay, Rennie?” Cater’s voice came through hesitantly. “I’m so sorry for snapping at you earlier. I was just stressed about my sisters coming to visit tomorrow and, well, I didn’t want them to embarrass me.”

“I’m fine,” Renée sniffled as Lilith rubbed her shoulder soothingly.

Cater let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding. “I’m glad you’re okay,” he said sincerely. “And I’m sorry for taking my stress out on you. It wasn’t right.”

Cater's heart swelled at her forgiveness and concern.

There was a moment of silence before Renée spoke up again.

“It’s okay,” She said softly. “I know you didn’t mean it. You’ve been under a lot of pressure with your studies and the chaos of Heartslabyul, and I understand that. But please remember, you don’t have to face it all alone. You have people who care about you, like me.”

“Thank you, Renée,” He said gratefully. “I care about you too. More than you know.”

“I’m glad,” Renée replied, a small smile forming on her lips as her hair curled into little hearts. Lilith smirked at the interaction from her spot next to Renée.

Cater’s worries melted away at her words, replaced by a newfound hope and a warm feeling in his chest. And then, an idea struck him.

“Actually Renée,” he began, twirling a strand of his hair nervously. “Can you come back to Heartslabyul? There’s something really important I need to tell you.”

Lilith gasped and grabbed Renée’s shoulders, shaking her excitedly while whispering “Say yes! Say yes!!” in her other ear. Renée’s smile grew even wider, oblivious to the fact that the boy on the other side of the call was smiling too.

“I.. I can!” She exclaimed, her voice filled with joy. “I mean, of course I can. Why wouldn’t I be able to? Ahahaha…”

The red-headed boy chuckled at her adorable excitement, unable to deny how infectious it was. “Okay then, I’ll be waiting for you~♪” He said while propping himself up on his bed. But before he could say anything else, a knock on his door interrupted them. He recognized the voice as the vice leader of the dorm, Trey.

“Cater, it’s me. Are you alright?” His concerned voice came from the other side of the door.

“Goodbye for now…” Cater said after a few seconds to Renée before hanging up the phone. He quickly fixed his disheveled hair and made his way to the door, not wanting Trey to see him in such a vulnerable state.

Opening the door, he was met with Trey’s worried expression. Cater forced a smile onto his face, not wanting to worry his friend.

“I’m alright Trey,” he replied nonchalantly. “Just a little overwhelmed with everything that's been going on lately.”

Trey raised an eyebrow, clearly not convinced by Cater’s response. After all, they had been dormmates for two years and Trey knew Cater better than anyone else (or so he thought).

“You know you can always talk to me, right?” Trey said softly, stepping into the room and closing the door behind him. “I’m here for you if you need anything.”

Cater waved off Trey’s concern with a dismissive hand. “Of course I know that Trey! But for now, I gotta get ready for something~”

“The unbirthday party is still going on. Riddle will be upset if you leave.” Trey reminded him.

Cater’s smirk grew wider. “Who said anything about leaving the party? She’s coming back here!”

“That’s good.” Trey replied before making his way towards the door. “I should probably head back to the party too. Riddle must be looking for me.”

“Bye-bye☆!” Cater called after him with a playful wave as the door closed behind Trey. He quickly fixed his clothes and makeup, which had smudged from his earlier tears, and then headed out to meet Renée at the gate outside.

After the call ended, Lilith’s face was lit up with excitement and a mischievous glint in her eyes as she turned to Renée.

“Why were you so nervous, Rennie? Did the cat get your tongue or something?”

Renée’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she nervously played with a strand of her hair. The rest of her hair took on a life of its own, forming heart shapes that showed her true emotions.

“Come on, just admit it... You really like him~” Lilith teased while trying to brush out the tangles in Renée’s now unruly hair.

In response, Renée covered her face and let out an audible squeal, causing Dorothea, who was passing by their room, to stop and check on them.

“What’s going on, girls?” She asked, concerned for their wellbeing.

“This girl just made up with her crush,” Lilith announced proudly, pointing at Renée while hugging her from behind, “And now they’re going to meet at the Heartslabyul again!”

“Aha! That’s wonderful news!" Dorothea exclaimed. “But if you’re going to meet Cater right now, you’ll have to wear something that will stun him!”

“I-I’m perfectly fine with what I’m wearing,” Renée protested, avoiding eye contact.

Dorothea sat down next to Renée and inspected her outfit closely. “This dress looks extremely uncomfortable. The fabric feels rough like sandpaper and the laces and frills are poorly made. And what’s with the chains around the waist? They look completely out of place. Not to mention the little skulls on the ends of the skirt... Please tell me where you bought this so we can avoid any similar disasters in the future."

Lilith nodded in agreement and turned to Dorothea, who was now standing in front of them.

“Is there anything you could lend us, Dorothea? Maybe some clothes we could borrow?” Lilith asked while quickly putting Renée’s hair into a ponytail.

“You two are in luck! I just finished sewing some new outfits and I’ve been dying for someone to try them on.” Dorothea beamed with excitement as she knelt down next to Renée, who was still in shock. “...I’m sure it would feel much better if we took off that dress. Is it uncomfortable?”

Renée merely nodded and pointed to the zipper on her back.

“Lilith, could you please unzip it for me?” She asked, her voice soft and timid.

The girl simply sighed and shook her head, then did as she was told. Dorothea then carefully took off the tight dress with a bit of help and looked at her again.

“This dress wasn’t the best choice for you.” She pouted, examining the red welts on Renée’s back. “But don’t worry, I have some cream in my bag to soothe the rashes.”

She disappeared into her room and reappeared with a cream-colored sweater, a bright red skirt, black pantyhose, and a pair of heels. Carefully, she rubbed the cream onto Renée’s irritated skin and handed her a loose shirt to wear.

“Feeling better now?” Dorothea asked as she sat down next to the duo.

Renée rolled her eyes and replied meekly, “I.. really don’t have a say in this, do I?”

Lilith laughed and hugged Renée from behind. “Don’t worry, save your energy for when you see yourself in the final outfit~”

“Lilith, I swear…” Dorothea shook her head and lifted Renée’s chin to examine her face. “At least your skin looks good, thanks to the skincare products I got for you. No pimples or acne in sight.”

Renée looked away and sighed.

“I think I’ll just go back to the Unbirthday party,” She said while hugging her knees. “I don’t really need to make a statement by ‘stunning’ him.”

The other girls giggled at her response.

“Oh Rennie, you have so much to learn…” Lilith smirked and let go of her.

After they finished getting ready, Renée couldn’t help but stare at herself in the mirror for a moment, contemplating their choice of outfit for her.

“So… do you like it?” Dorothea asked with a smile.

“I have no idea what to say,” Renée replied awkwardly, rubbing her shoulder. “Thank you… I think?”

“You’re welcome~!” Dorothea hugged her tightly before Lilith interrupted.

“Come on, girls, let’s not dawdle,” she sighed. “We don’t want Renée to be late for the Unbirthday party.”

“Way to kill the mood, Lily,” Dorothea pouted, but then smiled again as she hugged Renée carefully.

As they left the room to head to Heartslabyul, Renée couldn’t help feeling a bit embarrassed about leaving the party without telling anyone. She didn’t want Cater, her best friend that became a possible romantic crush, to get in trouble for her sudden departure. She had always hated the idea of him facing consequences because of her.

Renée made her way downstairs, where Grim was chowing down on yet another can of tuna. She rolled her eyes but couldn’t resist picking him up and giving him a kiss on his furry head.

“What are you doing, henchwoman?!” Grim grumbled.

“Just showing you some love,” Renée grinned before setting him back down and heading out.

“What’s going on with Renée today?” Yuusuke asked, his fluffy tails covering Manar like a blanket as she slept on his lap. “Her aura feels different...brighter than usual.”

“I noticed that too,” Sakae chimed in while filing her nails. “I guess this is what being in love does to you?”

“Says the one dating a certain hyena,” Lilith teased with a smirk. “But speaking of love lives, how are things going with Ruggie?”

“They’re good,” Sakae replied with a grin. “But what about you? How are things with Rookie~?”

“As perfect as they could be.” Lilith replied, twirling a strand of black hair between her fingers.

The sudden blaring of the robot's alarm startled Renée, as it announced in a robotic voice: “BEEP-BEEP! ABNORMAL HEART RATE DETECTED! COMMENCING PROTOCOL: SAFEUP!” The little robot, named Digit, hurried over to Renée and began scanning her with precision and speed.

Startled and concerned, Matthew rushed over and shouted for Digit to stop. But before he could reach them, the scan was complete and Digit’s screen face displayed the results.

With a stunned expression, Renée knelt down to pick up Digit and allow him to finish his analysis. As the robot completed its scan, it announced in a cheerful tone: “Beep-beep! Scan complete!” And on its small screen, the results were displayed:

Body temperature: 36.5 °C

Heart rate: 78 BPM

Possible Diagnosis: Feeling high levels of happiness, being surrounded by loved ones, being in love.

A warm blush spread across Renée’s cheeks as she picked up her bag and left the room. The diagnosis from Digit only confirmed what she already knew - being with those she loved brought her joy and contentment. As she stepped outside, she couldn’t help but smile at the warmth in her chest that seemed to radiate outwards. She was grateful for this moment of pure happiness.

Cater’s footsteps echoed against the polished floors as he made his way to the grand entrance of the party. But he abruptly halted in his tracks when his eyes fell upon Riddle walking towards him with determined strides. Anticipating conflict, Cater took a deep breath and steeled his nerves for whatever was about to come.

“Yo, Riddle!” He greeted with his usual charming smile, though there was a hint of nervousness in his voice. “How’s it going?”

“I’ve been looking for you, Cater.” Riddle replied calmly, his gaze piercing and unwavering. “Do you happen to know why Renée left the party early? It’s unlike her to leave this early. She would usually stay until the very end and help us with cleaning up.”

Cater’s smile faltered a bit as he shifted on his feet, avoiding eye contact. “Uh, well... I’m not sure. Maybe she heard something upsetting…”

“I highly doubt that,” Riddle interjected sharply, his tone laced with frustration. “If something had bothered her, she would have told me directly. And if anyone from Heartslabyul dorm is responsible, it will be off with their head…”

Cater couldn’t help but think that Riddle’s protective nature over Renée stemmed from their close relationship. He nervously played with the collar of his shirt as he mentally scolded himself for causing trouble within the dorm.

“I’ll go check on her,” Riddle declared, snapping Cater out of his thoughts and causing him to widen his eyes in surprise.

“N-No need for that.” Cater stuttered out, offering a weak smile. “I-I mean, Renée and I usually have heart-to-hearts when she’s feeling down and I could talk to her about it later... I think she’ll let us know what’s wrong once she feels better.”

Riddle pondered this for a moment before nodding in agreement. “That would be ideal, Cater,” He replied in satisfaction before turning to walk away. “And she seems more comfortable enough with you to open up.”

Cater let out a sigh of relief once Riddle was out of sight, his smile slowly fading into a blank expression as he made his way back to the entrance. Pulling out his phone, he absentmindedly scrolled through social media feeds on the Magicam app, trying to distract himself from the tense encounter with Riddle.

His fingers tapped on the phone screen, his eyes scanning the posts without really registering them. He caught glimpses of vibrant images and cheerful captions, but it all felt distant and unimportant compared to his concern for Renée. With a sigh, he pocketed his phone and made his way towards the Heartslabyul gate. The sun had begun to set, casting an orange glow across the dorm. As he walked, memories of his interactions with Renée flooded his mind.

As he first laid eyes on her, she was perched in the garden, her body curled in on itself as she cried. His ears caught the faint sound of quiet sobs coming from the bushes, and his instinct to check on whoever was in distress brought him closer to her. As she lifted her head, streaked with tears, she quickly covered her face.

“Don’t look, I’m hideous!” She yelled at him.

In that moment, she seemed scared, confused, and utterly horrified. As he knelt down in front of her and gently wiped away her tears, he finally got a good look at her - a cute girl he had never seen before. His eyes widened as he realized that she was a student at Night Raven College, an all-boys school for elite mages for decades. ‘She’s not only cute but also brave,’ he thought to himself, impressed by her willingness to open up to him even in such a vulnerable state.

He remembered how they had sat next to each other and talked until she felt better back then. And then there were the moments during and after the Halloween party where she had shown even more vulnerable sides of herself. Each time, he couldn’t help but feel drawn to her, wanting to protect and comfort her.

It wasn’t long before she started calling him her friend - something that wasn’t new for someone like him who had left behind many friends throughout his life. However, this friendship felt different. The thought of leaving her alone when she would eventually have to return to her own world hurt him more than any other goodbye. Her smiling face, calling him her friend without any hesitation or reservations, touched him deeply.

But as much as being around her made him feel at ease and happy, it also made him tense. She could easily see through his smiles and put on masks to hide his true self - something that no one else had been able to do before. He had never shown the real “Cater” to anyone, and the fact that she could see through his facade made him feel both vulnerable and apprehensive.

Yet, when he heard her genuine laughter and saw her actual smile, it was like a beautiful, magical scenery that took his breath away. And yet, he still wasn’t sure if she would accept him for who he truly was underneath all the masks and walls he had built around himself.

On the annual Beans Day festival, when he was teamed up with Jade, Grim, and of course Renée, Cater couldn’t help but feel a sense of joy at the thought of spending more time with her. Despite the chaos and messiness of the bean-shooting festival, he found himself grateful for the opportunity to bond with her.

As they ran through the fields, dodging beans and laughing together, Renée mustered up the courage to ask him something she had been wanting to for a while.

“After Beans Day ends... Please teach me how to use Magicam!” She blurted out, her heart racing with nervousness.

The way Renée’s eyes lit up with a bright smile made him smile back without even realizing it. He remembered instinctively pulling her closer by the waist as a bean flew towards them, causing her to yelp and jump back into his chest. In that moment, he felt an overwhelming desire to protect her.

“You’re quick on your feet.” He teased, grinning at her.

She turned away for a brief moment to shoot a student from Monster Team before turning back to face him.

“I want you to be the one to teach me because I trust you.” She said earnestly, her smile mirroring the one she had given him once before.

Cater couldn’t resist returning her embrace, holding her tightly as he promised, “Okay, Caycay’s got you!”

Her happy giggle echoed through the field as she hugged him back tightly. In that moment, surrounded by flying beans and playful laughter, Cater couldn’t imagine anything better than being in Renée’s arms.

As he reminisced about the past, he remembered the time when he first taught her how to use Magicam. She had eagerly shared pictures of her and Grim with him, along with other members of their Ramshackle group. However, he couldn’t help but notice that she rarely showed her face in these photos. When she did, it was either partially covered with her hands or only her mouth or eyes were visible. Despite this, he always knew it was her behind the camera lens. As time went on, her account evolved into a music page where she shared weekly song covers and her own original pieces. He kept this secret to himself, but secretly felt exhilarated every time he heard her singing. Even though she often wore a goat mask in her videos, those who knew her well could still recognize her unique voice and style.

One day, as he was scrolling through his feed, a new video from her music page caught his attention. The thumbnail displayed the corner of a mask, titled “Imperfect Perfection”, but something about it seemed different this time. Intrigued, he clicked on the video and watched as it began to play.

The screen faded in to reveal a dimly lit room, adorned with shelves filled with dusty books and mysterious trinkets. There she stood, clad in a long flowing cloak that billowed around her. But what struck him the most was the absence of her usual mask. Her face was exposed for the first time, revealing delicate features that had been hidden all this time. She smiled and bowed to the camera, then spoke.

“Hello everyone, this is Ghostie… with my real face. I wanted to show it, because I felt like there was no need to hide my face anymore… The song I’ll sing today is a bit more different than the kind of songs I usually sing. Thanks for listening to it in advance.”

With that, she started to sing. Her ethereal voice filled the room as she started singing an enchanting melody, accompanied by gentle strums of her guitar. It was as if her voice held a spellbinding power, captivating him and whisking him away to another world.

The lyrics spoke of longing for love and self-discovery, carrying a vulnerable yet empowering tone. As he listened, he realized that her music was more than just entertainment; it was a reflection of her innermost thoughts and feelings.

As he went to his phone’s gallery, his eyes caught his favorite selfie from Al’ab Nariya; the selfie of just the two of them holding hands while the fireworks were going off. They were making a heart with their hands in the picture, and the pure joy on her face was priceless. Ah yes—she did mention that she hadn’t seen any fireworks in her life before, right? When she saw them for the first time, she gasped in awe. Then she calmed down and sat down next to him. He remembered how her eyes sparkled with excitement when he noticed her face brightening up. She looked like a little girl seeing them for the first time. He clicked on the picture and remembered her comment from when he posted it. As always, she was the first to like and comment on his posts.

@ghostdanceeeer: We do look pretty cute here, don’t we? ❤️

Recalling these made him smile as well because only in these moments did she ever show that beautiful smile of hers, which he liked. Then he looked at his left wrist which had a friendship bracelet that she gave him. It had orange and yellow beads that resembled a sunset, and a diamond shaped charm in the middle. Although it hung a little loose, he wore it almost every day.

Despite not being in the Light Music Club before, she dropped by to give them snacks and hung out with them almost every day. Her head was usually on his shoulder when she felt tired from all the talking. He could see that she could only keep up with Lilia and Kalim’s energy for so long. He remembered that she told him she knew how to play classic guitar and that she used to have one back in her home. This was the exact reason why Lilia gave her a guitar that she chose, so that she could play it in here too. She had also said she wrote songs before and would be happy to write some for their club. The first song she wrote, however, was their duet; a bittersweet song named “Listen To Me”. He leaned on the wall for a moment and mumbled his part of the bridge.

“Between the mirrors and I,

Remains a person who often lies.

Listen to me and my heart,

Because I don’t wanna fall apart.”

Now that he thought about these thoroughly, she had always been there for him, lending a listening ear and a comforting presence whenever he needed it. Her gentle smile could brighten even the darkest of his days. He cherished their friendship more than anything. But lately, as their bond grew stronger, Cater found himself questioning if there was something more between them. The stolen glances, the lingering touches—it all hinted at a deeper connection. Yet fear held him back from confessing his feelings. What if he ruins their friendship? What if she doesn’t feel the same way?

Lost in his thoughts, Cater didn’t hear the approach of a familiar figure—the prefect who always radiated with energy. Dorothea’s borrowed outfit accentuated her graceful movements as she closed the distance between them.

“Have you been waiting long?” She asked politely, her voice like a soft summer breeze.

He walked towards her, stopping just inches away. They stood in silence for a moment, neither daring to speak. He took a step closer and embraced her tightly. In response, she hugged him back, stroking his head gently.

“Caycay, what's wrong?” She asked, looking at him with concern.

He didn’t say anything, holding onto her even tighter, earning a sigh from her lips.

“I’m here.” She turned around and kissed his cheek lovingly.

“I’m sorry.” He spoke slowly and quietly. “I’m so sorry, Renée.”

“I forgive you.” She replied, kissing his cheek again before rubbing his back to soothe him as he silently cried. A sense of déjà vu washed over him - usually it was him comforting her and listening to her worries. As he let go of her for a moment and looked into her eyes with tear-stained cheeks, he finally mustered up the courage to speak.

“Renée.” His voice shook with emotion.

“I’m listening,” She said softly, caressing his cheek as she always did, causing his heart to skip a beat.

“I’ve been meaning to tell you this, but I didn’t know how or when... I was scared of rejection... You always say you value honesty above all else but... Argh!” His frustration was evident as he struggled to find the right words.

Perplexed, she tilted her head and listened intently.

“How do I say this... You’ve always listened to me, supported me with open arms. You never let me down and... Since you came into my life, everything feels more vibrant. I find myself smiling at the thought of you. You’ve become a constant in my thoughts and I can’t even find the right words... I love you, okay?! I love you so much!” He blurted out, finally unable to contain his feelings any longer.

“Cater…”

By the time he finished speaking, he was breathless and his face flushed with embarrassment.

“Do you feel the same way?”

Her hair began to form heart shapes once again as she stood there in shock.

“...”

Suddenly, Renée pulled him closer and kissed him gently. Pulling away for just a moment, she cupped his cheeks in her hands.

“You showed me a new way of seeing things... Made me feel emotions I never knew existed... You never pushed me away or insulted me. With you, time seems to slow down. My heart races whenever I see you. Talking to you brings me true happiness. Even now, I can’t stop smiling... You are the first person who has ever made me feel this way... Is that your answer, chér?” She spoke softly, her eyes shining with emotion.

A warm smile spread across Cater’s face as he brushed her hair out of the way.

“It is.”

He hugged her tightly.

“I’m so glad…”

She returned his embrace with a gentle smile.

“And one more thing, Cater.” She began before pulling away slightly.

“Yes?”

Leaning in close once again, she whispered.

“I’m in love with you - whether you’re the serious Cater or the cheerful and vibrant Cater... I love you nonetheless.”

Cater’s breath caught in his throat but he remained calm on the surface.

“Ahahaha... Thank you~” He held her close until they were interrupted by a familiar first-year student’s sudden exclamation.

“Eww! Get a room, you two!” The prefect jumped away in surprise while Cater simply held onto her with a fond smile.

Renée’s face flushed with embarrassment as she yelled out “Ace!” in a huff. Her words were accompanied by the sound of her stamping foot, the frustration evident in her voice. “Don’t you know not to interrupt when two people are talking?!”

“Eh?!” Ace responded incredulously, his own cheeks turning pink with annoyance. “Since when is this my fault?! You two are the ones openly flirting in public!”

Cater intervened, trying to diffuse the tension between the two friends.

“Now now, let’s not fight.” He said calmly, before leaning over to plant a loud kiss on Renée’s cheek. He gave Ace a smug look and made a loud smooching sound, causing the first year to gag and walk away in defeat.

As the sun rose on the following day, Cater found himself preoccupied with his sisters’ company. They walked side by side, their steps falling into a rhythm as they made their way through the bustling garden.

“Sooooo… How’s life going?” His elder sister inquired, breaking the comfortable silence between them.

“It's going great, sis..” He replied flatly, gazing off into the distance.

His older sister pouted and nudged him playfully.

“Oh come on, don’t be such a downer!” She exclaimed. “We worry about our little brother, you know?!”

Cater let out a sigh and ran a hand through his hair.

“Of course I do.” He reassured them. “But you two didn’t have to come all this way just to check up on me.”

“Wait...” His elder sister paused, her eyes trained on a figure with long brown hair who stood at a nearby window, watching the people passing by. “Isn’t that the super cute girl I see from your Magicam posts?!” Her excitement was palpable.

Cater’s gaze followed hers and he felt his heart skip a beat when he recognized the familiar prefect - the one he had been in love with for what seemed like forever. He couldn’t help but smile at the sight of her.

“Yes, she’s my girlfriend.” He announced proudly, unable to contain his joy as his cheeks turned pink.

His sisters stared at him in disbelief, their jaws dropping open in shock.

“YOUR GIRLFRIEND?!” They both shouted simultaneously.

“OH. EM. GEE. Cater, you little sneak!” His older sister exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear. “You really snagged yourself a cutie pie!”

Cater blushed even more at their enthusiastic reactions and nervously rubbed the back of his neck.

“Oh, she’s totes a cutie!” His sister continued with an excited gleam in her eye. “She’s, like, TOTALLY a Libra I tell you!”

“Actually, I think she may be a Taurus… Giving off some serious Sagittarius vibes, honestly.” The elder sister chimed in, pulling out her phone. “Hold on, let me see if you two are a match.”

As they chattered on about Renée’s zodiac sign and compatibility with Cater, their attention was suddenly drawn back to the window where the prefect had been standing just moments before. But now, she was gone.

“Awwh, she’s gone...” His elder sister's shoulders slumped in disappointment.

“See? I told you she doesn’t like strangers,” Cater remarked nonchalantly, twirling a lock of hair around his finger. “You guys, honestly…”

But then…

“For the record, I’m a Gemini, and my birthday is May 26th.” Came a voice from behind them.

The sisters jumped back in surprise and turned to face the source of the voice - Renée herself. She smiled warmly at them before continuing, “By the way, my name is Renée. And I must say, the attractiveness clearly runs in your family. How else would I have immediately known you two were Cater’s sisters?”

The sisters couldn’t help but blush in response to Renée’s charms.

“Oh, you’re such a little charmer~” The older sister chimed in, giggling.

“Yeah, you totally look like a cute little bunny!” The elder sister beamed.

“Thanks for the compliments, but I already have my heart set on your brother.” Renée playfully smiled as she hugged Cater's arm and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“Aww, come on babe…” He elbowed her lightly, his eyebrows furrowed as he blushed even deeper.

“What? Can’t I compliment your gorgeous sisters?” She grinned mischievously, her hair forming heart shapes as she showered Cater’s face with kisses.

“Babe~!” He grumbled, resting his head on hers.

“I hope you know you’re the one I love the most, my darling~” She replied sweetly, snuggling against his chest.

“Oooooh! Look at these lovebirds, being all cute!” The elder sister teased them while giggling with her sibling.

“I may look cute, but I bite too~” Renée turned back to them with a playful glint in her eye.

“No doubt about that.” Cater rolled his eyes and held her by the waist.

“Soooo…” His older sibling interrupted them, a mischievous glint in their eye. “Sorry to butt in, but I just remembered that a prefect was supposed to give us a small tour around the campus… I don’t see anyone coming though. Do you think I could, like, ask someone?”

“I-I’m sorry, I forgot to mention that I’m the prefect who was supposed to give you the tour…” She sheepishly admitted, her cheeks turning a light shade of pink.

Suddenly, both siblings let out a loud squeal of excitement as Cater’s shoulders slumped.

“Well well well, it looks like we have ourselves an adorable school guide now.” The elder sister teased playfully.

A shy smile tugged at Renée’s lips as she blushed under their praise.

“That’s right~” The older sister chimed in with a wink. “Such an adorable cutie pie~ Our brother is really lucky to have you!”

Renée couldn’t help but cover her face briefly and let out a soft sigh.

“I-I prefer to be addressed as ‘Prefect’, if that’s okay…” She protested meekly.

“Oh come on Rennie, loosen up a bit!” The older sister giggled and affectionately patted her head.

“Ahem! …Shall we begin the tour then?” Renée asked with a slight blush still lingering on her cheeks as she took Cater’s hand in hers.

“Yes please!” They both replied eagerly.

“Then please follow me, I’ll share with you what I know about the history of our school. At least from my own experiences and learnings.” She beamed with excitement and gave them a playful wink.

As they walked along, Cater leaned in close to her ear and whispered teasingly.

“So you like being praised too, huh? I'll definitely remember that~” He said with a playful grin and lightly kissed her head as they walked.

“S-shut up!” She replied with a light push, causing him to laugh and intertwine their fingers as they continued on with the tour.

“Our first destination is Main Street and over there is the Queen of Hearts statue. It’s said that the dorm, Heartslabyul, was inspired by her strictness.” She explained proudly as they reached their first stop on the tour.

With a gentle smile, Renée led the Diamond sisters through the halls of the dorms, pointing out each one and sharing stories of the students who resided in them. She spoke with admiration and pride, highlighting their talents and achievements.

As the day came to a close and the sisters prepared to leave, Renée hugged them goodbye before making her way to Cater’s waiting arms. She leaned into him, seeking comfort and warmth.

“Cater…” She murmured, her head still throbbing from the busy day. “I just want to rest.”

“I understand how you feel...” He replied softly, wrapping his arms around her.

She sighed in defeat. “You did warn me about your sisters’ enthusiasm.”

Cater chuckled. “Why don’t we have a sleepover at Heartslabyul tonight? It might help you relax.”

Renée hesitated, but his playful wink convinced her. “If you’re comfortable with it…”

“We can watch movies, maybe some funny videos too.” He suggested. “Just let loose for a night.”

“That does sound enticing.” She admitted, leaning more heavily against him. “And I could maybe bring some snacks to share?”

Cater beamed. “It’s settled then. Sleepover at Heartslabyul!”

The thought of spending the night surrounded by their friends and laughter brought a small smile to Renée’s face as they made their way to the dorm. This would be a much-needed break from her stressful responsibilities as one of the prefects.

Snuggled up close to each other, the couple was now laying on a comfortable bed while watching a romantic comedy movie. The room was dark and quiet except for the sound of their hushed whispers and the gentle crunching of popcorn in their mouths. They were careful to keep the volume low and use earphones so as not to disturb anyone else in the house. It was late at night, and they knew that there would be consequences if they were caught sneaking this intimate moment.

Cater wrapped an arm around Renée’s waist, pulling her closer as they both laughed at the funny scenes playing out on the screen. She rested her head against his shoulder, finding comfort in his warm embrace.

As the movie came to an end, Cater paused it and set his phone aside. He then wrapped them both in a cozy blanket before holding her in his arms. A content smile spread across his face as he looked down at her.

“Are you getting sleepy?” He asked, brushing her messy bangs away from her face and placing a soft kiss on her forehead.

Renée nodded, snuggling deeper into his chest.

“Just a little bit.” She murmured.

“Then let’s sleep, my spicy nuggie.” He said playfully, using one of their silly nicknames for each other.

With a happy sigh, Renée closed her eyes and allowed herself to relax in his arms. This was their first time spending the night together, and she couldn’t help but feel grateful for this special moment they were sharing.

“It was such a fun night.” Cater whispered, breaking the peaceful silence between them. “I’m glad we got to do this~”

Renée smiled behind the diamond-shaped plush she had been hiding her face with. She turned to look at him and nodded. “It was unforgettable... And it’s also my first time staying over at someone’s place.”

Her boyfriend’s eyes lit up with excitement as he spoke. “Well, we can definitely do this again. And next time, let’s go to that cafe I’ve been wanting to take you to. It’s full of cats, and I know how much you love them.”

“A cat cafe?!” Renée’s face lit up with delight. “I would really love to! ...B-but for now, let’s get some sleep.” She said with a yawn, snuggling back into his chest.

Cater smiled and held her closer, knowing that they would have many more adventures and cozy moments like this in the future. For now, he was content just being with her in the peaceful embrace of sleep.

..

….

……

Cater checked his phone, the bright screen illuminating the dark room. It was almost two a.m, yet he found himself scrolling through Magicam for a few minutes before setting his phone down on the counter. He turned to look at his girlfriend who had already fallen asleep. Her soft breathing and peaceful expression made him smile.

“You sure fall asleep fast, Rennie…” He whispered, brushing a strand of hair away from her face.

He closed his eyes for a moment, taking in the silence of the room. His thoughts drifted back to earlier that day when they had spent time with his sisters. He knew how exhausting it must have been for Renée to deal with them, but they seemed to like her.

He let out a sigh, his smile slowly fading as his mind wandered to deeper thoughts.

“Hey, Renée... You might not hear this but, being the youngest of three is tough. You're always dragged around, expected to be cute and perfect all the time. You bear all the pressure and get nothing in return…”

A lone tear escaped from the corner of his eye and landed on the pillow.

“And you never have any real friends… Always leaving someone behind. Even saying goodbye feels like a farewell… When you think you’ve finally found true friends, your dad tells you that you’re moving somewhere else. You feel empty inside, but you can’t show it or else people will worry about you. So you smile and laugh, but it’s not genuine. You make friends, but they don’t last long..”

He sniffled and wiped away another tear.

“But ever since I met you, it feels different. I feel genuinely appreciated. Even when I try to hide my true self with jokes and laughs, you somehow see through me… I can see it in your eyes when I let even the slightest bit of vulnerability show. I’m afraid of losing you, you know?! I know you’ll have to go back to your own world someday, but I don’t want to lose you... I love you so much and I don’t want you to leave..!” His voice cracked as he spoke.

He bit his lip, more tears falling freely now.

“But I know that your world is your home... I can’t hold you back from going back there…”

Suddenly, a hand touched his cheek. He flinched in surprise, not expecting her to be awake. But she just smiled at him.

“I’m not planning on leaving this world though…” She replied softly, “I want to stay here, in Twisted Wonderland.”

His eyes widened in shock and horror. He had let his guard down, thinking she was asleep. The girl simply smiled at him.

“What?!” He exclaimed, “But it’s your home..!”

She shook her head.

“I can’t go back even if I wanted to… Have you forgotten about the mark on my throat?” She lifted her chin and brushed away her hair, revealing an olive branch-shaped mark. It was a little long but distinct, like a slash.

His heart sank as he realized what it meant.

“N-no way..! This means you’re already...” He couldn't even finish his sentence.

They both fell silent for a moment, the weight of the realization heavy between them.

“Yes…” Renée finally spoke, giving him a bittersweet smile, “You’re right...”

He bit his lips, conflicted emotions swirling inside him. She was staying with him in this world, but she was also unable to return to her own. He looked down, unsure of what to say or do next.

But he heard the bed rustle, a soft sound that stirred him from his thoughts. He turned to see Renée sitting up, her hair cascading over her shoulders like a waterfall. She looked at him with such tenderness in her eyes, a sparkle that he hadn’t seen before. Her gaze was gentle, accepting even, as if she knew exactly what was going through his mind.

“...Who cares if you aren’t as cheerful as you seem to be?” She said softly, her voice like a gentle caress. “Cheerful or not, you are still the same Cater Diamond I know and love. I don’t mind it at all. Also... I think I personally like your cool side a bit more.” A faint smile graced her lips as she gazed at him.

“You…” His voice trailed off as she leaned in to kiss him. It was a gentle kiss, filled with all the love and understanding that words could never convey. She made sure she poured all her emotions and feelings in it.

“I love all of your sides.” She murmured against his lips, “...even if you don’t always show your true self.”

Though it may have seemed like nothing had changed, something had shifted inside of Cater. A weight he didn’t even realize he was carrying had been lifted. And now, with Renée’s arms around him and her head pressed against his chest, he felt more comfortable than he ever had before.

“I love you.” He whispered into her hair, tears streaming silently down his cheeks.

“I love you too, mon très chér Cater.” She replied, her voice filled with warmth and affection.

With that, they fell asleep in each other’s arms, wrapped in a cocoon of love without any borders.

[uranianshivers]

Your eyes (Cater Diamond x Reader)

Warnings: n/sfw, masturbation, sexual fantasies(?), established relationship(?).

Notes: this may have ortographic and punctuation mistakes because English isn't my first language, I apologize for any mistake and I will appreciate corrections and constructive criticism; also this is my first fic/one-shot here so again I will appreciate constructive criticism.

It was a cold night in heartslabyul, the sound of the wild wind protecting the sounds of the freshmen wispering about their day making it stay away from the ears of the dormleader, everything was in order, everything was calm... Everything but the heavy breathing of the social butterfly of heartslabyul, Cater Diamond, his moans menacing to go out of his mouth while he was touching the tip of his dick, the picture he taked of you loking at the camera with that beautiful eyes of yours after the date you both had the same day glowing in his phone under the covers. The glance you gave to him in that moment maked his head blush, the only think of what you two would be do in that date if we wasn't tho scared of making the next move maked his mouth make water, words can't explain how much he wanted his fantasies to be real, you pulling his hair while riding him and don't leting him touch you was perfect, maybe as good as he and his clones fucking you in the rose maze with the risk than someone finds what is going on, the thought of you giving him a blowjob in a un-birthday party and saying that his redface was just because of the spicy in his food knowing that he was red and it was spicy in other place maked his heart skip a beat too, and ohhh how he wished that everything of his fantasies were real and not just dreams stucked in his mind that poped up in the worst moments, only thinking of your eyes penetrating his soul while you fucked him maked his dick be as excited as his face was, and... Oh! He cumed already leaving his hand and sheets all sticky with the prove that the only picture of your mesmerezing eyes maked him and his bulge be spicy, uhmm... The thought of you licking his seed not sounded that bad too, maybe he should stop thinking of that before he has to masturbate again.

[hajimeshoe]

Cater With Fem!MC Who Carries a Crowbar

I realized I have done nothing for Cater yet, and that is a CRIME 😭 And yes, this is based off of my MC who I characterize as always has a crowbar on hand bc of all the overblots and boys.

Also. I missed my bus - in the dark - while writing this ���

CW: Mention of abuse in the last convo of the headcanons

Depends on WHY MC carries a crowbar

If it’s for self defense? He not only gets it, but supports it. After all, she’s the only girl in a school of horny teenage boys

For any other reason? “MC, give me the crowbar…”

“No❤️”

He will keep a much closer eye on MC of they have a crowbar on hand, although during all the overblots he’s thankful she carries it

During winter break, he even has a checklist for her before he leaves the school

“Homework?” “Check” “Clothes and christmas presents that will remain wrapped until christmas?” “Double check!” “Crowbar?” “Always!”

Riddle is RED in the background and Trey is facepalming

It came in handy against Jamil and the brainwashed Scarabia students though, so they can’t complain!

He will stop MC from using it just to threaten people, however (Ex: “MC, you can’t use your crowbar to threaten Ace and Deuce into cleaning your dorm.” “They made a mess of it, so it’s either they clean it or I break them!” “MC, no!”)

Cater tries to talk Riddle into making a new rule for the dorm

Yes, said new rule is ‘No Crowbars’

Yes, Riddle voted in agreement

And so MC is no longer allowed her crowbar when she visits Heartslabyul

They even have a nice new box by the mirror for her to place it in for safe keeping

When he’s a fourth year, if MC is still there, Cater even checks in regularly to ensure she is not using it to keep her first years in line

(Spoilers! She is 😂)

“You can’t threaten the Freshos with violence if they break rules!”

“It’s not a threat, Cay-Cay, it’s a promise!”

“MC!”

“I have no magic and I’m a girl! The only way they take me seriously is if I have Crowie!”

“That’s abuse! You’ll give them PTSD!”

*MC looks at her new Freshos* “Do any of you think me using Crowie is abusive?”

*Freshmen look at the crowbar still in her hand and vigorously shake their heads*

“See, Cater? No issue, they’re fine with it 😌”

[caycaysdiamond]

Cater Diamond is down horrendously.

To be fair though, MC was hard to ignore! Always with the Adeuce duo, spending their spare time at Heartslabyul, coming to unbirthday parties…

It was only enviable that MC would work their way into this poor socialite's heart.

Most of the time, Cater hung out with them in the gardens. His arm slung around MC’s shoulder, holding them close as he strolled through Magicam. Together their laughter would ring out as they joked around. Pictures, of course, were taken.

“Everyone has to see my bestie on Magicam!” He’d always say.

But most of the time, none of those photos ever made their way to Magicam. Those were for his gallery only and maybe for his Lock Screen too.

And after your little photo shoot, it would be back to whatever you guys were doing. Sometimes his phone would find its way into his pocket and you’d just exchange a bit of NRC gossip. Cater was always in the know and MC was always near the juiciest gossip, it just clicked.

The air around the two was always positively buzzing with energy. Cater wouldn’t change it for the world.

And when your hangouts came to an end, don’t think Cater would just stop wanting MC’s presence.

Oh no, you two were constantly texting. Even video chatting when MC couldn’t make it to his dorm for the day.

Cater was also, constantly stalking looking at your Magicam account. Post, story, and live notifications were on for your profile but sometimes he’d just miss seeing your face so there he would be, scrolling through your feed with the most love-struck goofy look in his eyes.

This wasn’t just one way though, as much as Riddle and Trey hear Cater’s lovesick rambles about MC, ADeuce has to hear the same thing about Cater!!

In Ace’s own words, “Its gross how lovey dovey, you two are about each other.”

MC is down horrendously.

To be fair though, how could they not be? Cater’s dazzling smile, cheeky attitude, and constant attention would make anyone enamored, right?

It was only enviable that a diamond would start to shine right into MC’s heart.

[tealfloyd]

ANONYMOUS REQUESTED:

"Okay, okay! Hear me out on this: An MC who gifts every boy and the staff (minus Crowley) a specially made gift (alongside chocolate ofc) for Valentine's Day. For example, Riddle gets a bouquet of roses alongside heart-shaped chocolate, Ace getting a chocolate cherry pie and a watch, and Cater gets a skateboard and spicy chocolate.

I can just imagine the chaos that will ensue.

"Hey! Your chocolate is bigger than mine!"

"No fair! I wanted that too!"

Thank you and have a great day!"

AN UNTYPICAL VALENTINE’S

“Congratulations, MC. You have now become the Santa of Valentine’s Day!”

SUMMARY: It's Valentine's Day in Twisted Wonderland, and you already know what that means: a mix of chocolates and petty discussions~! (Everyone x Fem!Reader)

WARNINGS: None... Other than MC’s empty wallet.

CONTENT: Ortho doesn’t have a section, but his reaction is described in the introduction. Me trying to understand these boys and their past, so they might seem a little ooc. Also Lilia’s part may have end up a little too philosophical. 

A/N: Okay okay. I know Valentine’s was five months ago, and that I was in an unexpected hiatus for more than six months, but I just really wanted to post this because this draft was eating me alive. Also, I don’t know why, but Pomefiore’s part was so difficult to write, and thus, I ended up giving up temporarily.

Annnd, I know that the request asked for the staff as well, but I didn’t want to make this longer than it already is, so I decided I will post it separately. Eventually.

Anyways, I hope you enjoy this! :)

WORDS: 10K+

Ah, Valentine’s Day. A lively festivity that encompasses love and friendship, usually celebrated by those who want to demonstrate affection to the people they care about the most, being in a platonic or a romantic way.

Yet, that’s talking outside of Night Raven College, an academy that’s full of eccentric students, and so, on behalf of that eccentricity, things are a little bit different.

And it all starts with your protective and small companion, Grim.

You finished checking your bag for the last time before leaving, assuring that all the chocolates and gifts you packed were inside, afraid of forgetting any of them in the dorm.

“Sevens, how am I going to carry this...?” You murmured while staring at the huge sack that contained all of your presents, thinking that it resembled the bag that a certain character would only use every Christmas.

All you did was sigh, mentally preparing yourself to carry that seemingly heavy Santa bag.

Or at least that’s what you were going to do, until a sleepy voice stopped you from doing so, effectively getting your attention.

“Where are you going, henchman...?” Grim groggily asked, yawning as he rubbed his eyes. “And why do you have that bag...?”

You couldn’t help but laugh at Grim’s drowsy expression as you approached him, scratching his head lightly. “You see, since today is Valentine’s, I wanted to make something special for our friends, so—” And before you could finish your sentence, an excited scream echoed from the old dorm, startling you both.

"Did someone say Valentine's?!" Conrad yelled, cheerfully floating around.

"This brings back so many great memories! I still remember all the chocolates I've received when I was alive. Such great days~" Brawley said, his mind consumed by memories from his past, all while wearing a nostalgic smile.

"Oh, what do we have here~?" Arthur asked, curiosity getting the best out of him as he picked some of the presents that were at the top. "Some gifts for your friends, perhaps~?" He teased, wiggling his eyebrows in a funny manner.

Letting out a soft chuckle while trying to calm Grim down—who was certainly not happy after the abrupt appearance—, you answered. “Indeed, it’s Valentine’s after all. Do they meet your expectations?” You jokingly asked, prompting a playful laughter from the trio of ghosts.

“I absolutely approve them, but I don’t know if those students will.”

“It's obvious they will! She even has personalized chocolates for all of them!”

“That’s true... I wonder how long it took you to prepare all of this.”

They commented, starting a light chat about the festivity, all laughing and having fun. However, in between the funny remarks and jokes, Grim had enough, whining in annoyance as his brain tried its best to understand what was happening.

“What are ya’ talking about?” He complained, turning to look at you with an angry expression. “Henchman! Explain this madness!”

“Well, Grim,” you started, trying to find the correct words to clarify the meaning of this holiday to him. “Valentine’s Day is—“ Although it seemed that you didn’t have to in the first place, seeing that you were once again interrupted by your strangely excited fellows.

“Oh!”, Brawley exclaimed. “Can we explain it?”

“Yeah, we’re the best people, er- Ghosts when it comes to Valentine’s,” Arthur enthusiastically stated.

“Can we make the explanation, MC?” Conrad asked, and since you didn’t want to ruin their happiness, you agreed.

“The floor is yours,” and with that cue, they stood in front of a confused Grim, who looked at you with slight fear and overall confusion.

It took you a few moments to realize that they took it quite literally as you listened to their old-styled song about the festivity, which maybe overused the word “love” in a romantic way... Yet, it was a detail that you didn’t pay much attention to, instead deciding to enjoy the show.

But someone that didn’t take this lightly was Grim, being that a certain sentence was starting to repeat in his mind over and over again: “A day when love stories start! Who would be the next one to take this important step~?”

He was so alarmed that he missed the part where they explained that it was also a day to share with friends, so the first thing that passed through his head was: “They’re tryin’ to steal my henchman! I cannot let that happen!” 

And so, a genius idea was born.

“I’ll go with you, henchman!” He suddenly exclaimed, taking you by surprise, frowning in response.

“Really?” You inquired, and so did the ghosts, adding themselves to the confusion train while raising an eyebrow.

“What? I’m just sayin’ I’m going with you!” Grim repeated, further confusing you four.

“Yes, I heard that, but why...?”

“Why not?” Your companion said, avoiding answering since he knew you were going to tease him about it, instead choosing to walk towards the front door.

“Why though…?” You questioned for the last time, eyeing him with suspicion as you made your way towards the door, picking the bag—that was, to your surprise, much lighter than you thought—in the process.

“We don’t have time for this! If we hurry, we can come back in time for dinner!”

Now that was the Grim you remembered, and even if you never thought that hearing that sentence would make you relieved your wallet isn’t pleased to hear this though, this time it certainly did.

“Okay, let’s go then,” you said, turning to your translucent companions—who still had their mouths wide open, very much resembling to a cartoon—to wave them goodbye.

“Goodbye, guys! We will see you later! The song was amazing, by the way!” Was the last thing you said before closing the door, snapping the ghosts out of their trance.

“Aw! She loved our song!” Was the first thing Conrad said, happy that you liked their performance, not noticing the strange looks he received from the other two.

“Is he just going to ignore the fact that Grim seemed suspiciously protective over MC?” Arthur asked, and Brawley shook his head, disagreeing with him.

“It’s not weird that Grim is protective over her, that’s like a world-known fact,” he paused for a second, as if trying to think of the results of your sincere actions. “I’m more intrigued by how those boys would react upon receiving such a lovely gift from their oblivious love interest.”

And that, my dear Brawley, is what are we going to witness today.

VALENTINE’S DELIVERY, FIRST STOP: HEARTSLABYUL

Heartslabyul was your first dorm of choice, and that was because you knew everyone will be in the same place at the same time. It was supposed to be easy; go in and go out.

Yet, what was the first thing you heard when entering the dorm’s living room? Screams. Certainly one of the most welcoming sounds while stepping into a place that embraces the idea of discipline.

Seeing that the other students (or at least most of them) were minding their own business, you thought it was not that big of a deal. After greeting the ones that weren’t busy, you both walked over to the kitchen, encountering a not so peculiar scene: Riddle arguing with Ace.

"Guys?" You asked, eyebrow raised as you wondered what happened.

"Oh, Prefect!" Cater exclaimed, cheerfully approaching you. "Thanks for appearing! This situation was #stressingmeout," he commented, thankful for your presence.

"Prefect," Riddle said after coughing slightly, attempting to compose himself. "What brings you here?"

“Well, since I assume you already know what day it is, I thought it would be nice to gift you some chocolates,” you voiced, chuckled at the expressions of your friends as you gave them their respective presents, who were pretty much baffled to hear that. “Or maybe you don’t know, and the heart motifs everywhere are misleading.”

The ones that caught up the fastest were Trey and Cater what a surprise, promptly putting two and two together and realising the reason behind your sudden but cute action.

"Sevens, is it Valentine's already?" Trey questioned, placing a hand on his hat to cover his face due to the embarrassment.

"Are these for us~?" Cater excitedly asked, already pulling out his phone to document this moment. "They are totes cute! Thanks, Prefect!" He said, taking dozens of pictures of the little red box.

“Valentine’s...?” Deuce muttered, face turning pale after his brain clicked and realised what that meant. “I’m sorry, MC! I don’t have a present for you!” He quickly apologised, bowing before you.

"You don't have to give me anything, you know?" You assured, trying to ease his concern. "I just wanted to gift you all something as thanks for all your help and support, and for being my friends, of course."

And that is how you make the Heartslabyul (and pretty much anyone in NRC) students blush in mere seconds; if these guys weren’t blushing before, now they undoubtedly are.

"Yeah, yeah, enough of these speeches!" Grim chimed, wanting to move onto the next dorm already. "We don't have all day! Let's go, henchman!"

"Geez, what has got into you today?" You said, turning to the students to wave them goodbye. "I have to go now; I hope you liked the— Agh! Grim, stop pushing me!"

In an instant, the two of you departed, leaving behind five startled students who were speechless by the sudden turn of events.

Riddle’s heart-shaped chocolates match his new bouquet of red roses.

Riddle never had a Valentine’s Day celebration before. Mainly because his mom, being the main factor in his life, used to call the holiday a “disruptive event,” and so, he ended up thinking that Valentine’s was an unnecessary and dumb festivity. You can now assume he doesn't think that anymore. As everyone already guessed, this boy was red; in fact, if you inspected his face closely enough, you would notice that his cheeks were tinted with the same shade the flowers gifted to him had, which he used to cover his face. And don’t get me started when he saw the chocolates; he nearly dropped the box out of embarrassment, not believing that you were bold enough to give him heart-shaped chocolates... But it’s not like he’s complaining so please gift this boy more heart-shaped sweets.

Trey’s hazelnut chocolates match his new set of heart measuring spoons.

Trey doesn’t know how he could’ve possibly forgotten about Valentine’s; his family owns a bakery, by the Sevens! He must’ve had the date imprinted on his mind by now! He's just wondering how he didn't think about it before while looking at the gifts, feeling a bit guilty that he didn't have anything for you. Although... That doesn't mean he wouldn't focus on your kind-hearted present, after all, who could after receiving such a detailed gift of your dear romantic interest friend? Immediately after this, he knows that he has to make something for you as well; something to remind you how special you are. Hence, why his mind is in a whirlwind of ideas, contemplating which chocolate would best match your taste, and what’s better, he can use that cute set of spoons you just gifted him.

Cater’s spicy pumpkin chocolates match his new skateboard.

Cater was very aware that today was Valentine's Day. Like, it's Cater we're talking about. He literally spent the entire week thinking of gift ideas for a friend crush in order to find the perfect one for you. He just wasn't expecting for you to pull an uno reverse card on him, or at least not before he gave you your gift. Less to say that he was over the moon with this action; he already had a new wallpaper and ten new posts featuring his new possessions. He was so excited that he forgot he had something for you, and by the time he remembered you were already gone. He figures out he can drop by Ramshackle later, but it didn't take long for him to realise that everyone would have the same idea. Oh well, what a perfect occasion to have a new skateboard~.

Ace’s chocolate-covered cherries match his new frog watch.

Ace has never been a big fan of Valentine's. After breaking up with his first girlfriend, he ended up disliking the romantic idea of the holiday. Though that didn't mean that he didn't like the presents and the chocolates, which he would sometimes receive. He used to feel confident when receiving those, yet he didn't give them too much importance, so he doesn't understand why he was blushing over some chocolate-covered cherries and a stupid frog watch. Like, are you mocking him, MC? Do you really think that he would use such a dumb thing? He definitely doesn't think that this is so cute coming from you, and he definitely is not going to use that watch everyday spoiler alert, he is definitely going to.

Deuce’s cinnamon flavored chocolate eggs match his chicken plushie.

Deuce isn't very versed when it comes to Valentine's. He did celebrate it with his mom, but that was literally it. The only times he received chocolates and other gifts were from anonymous letters, but he thought it was a joke, so he never tried to find the author (which ended up being a girl that had a huge crush on him). Hence why this boy is worried. He definitely appreciates you and your gifts, because it’s not every day that you get a Valentine’s gift from your crush! Like, what is he supposed to give you (even though you said it was fine) after you took the time and effort to elaborate such a wholesome gift? He ends up worrying so much about it that the chocolate has probably melted by now. But don’t worry, his plushie is still safe and sound!

You may be thinking that “they ended up living happy forever after,” right? No. That’s not how Heartslabyul works.

"Hey! Why is your chocolate bigger than mine?!"

"How is that my fault...? Hey! Stop trying to steal my chocolates!"

"There's no need to fight. I'm sure that the Prefect made sure to make everyone's chocolates equally."

"Yeah! You should worry about what to gift her instead~"

“I will take my leave then. You're free to come with me to try to find something that she would like.”

"Why did that sound so condescending...?"

VALENTINE’S DELIVERY, SECOND STOP: SAVANACLAW

Savanaclaw’s was the second dorm you entered, and even if you loved the dorm, you weren’t sure how your chocolates were going to handle its weather because, surprise surprise: heat and chocolates do not go well together. Unless they like melted chocolate.

The situation didn’t seem to go any better, as you didn’t know where could the Savanaclaw students be. Well, all of them except for Leona, who was comfortably sleeping on the living room’s couch.

“Maybe we should find the others first. I don’t want to wake—” You commented, being abruptly interrupted by Grim and his yells, sighing upon the situation. “—Him up.”

"Hey, sleeping beauty! Wake up!" Your companion shouted, about to jump on his stomach before you grabbed him, keeping Grim from doing anything he might regret.

“Why are you being so goddamn loud...?” Leona grumbled, groggily standing up with a scowl on his face due to the sudden awakening. Looking at Grim, fully aware that he was the nuisance that interrupted his sleep, he sent him a threatening stare.

Before Grim could reply (or try to, at the very least), you stopped him from doing so, further explaining why you were in the dorm to begin with.

"I'm sorry, Leona. I'm sure it wasn't Grim's intention to wake you up in such a rude way," you stated, briefly glaring at the pouting creature.

"That's not true! And don't think that you've scared the great Grim! I—" Deciding that it was enough, you started to scratch behind his ear, sending an apologetic smile to the dorm leader in front of you, who seemed to be a little annoyed jealous of this action.

"I brought Valentine's presents for all of you," you answered, momentarily shocking the lion for a few seconds before his lips erupted into a smirk.

"Valentine's, huh?" He remarked, stepping closer towards you. "Then I guess today's the perfect day to—"

And just like we saw before (and will continue to see), Leona was interrupted, because students at this college apparently don’t like when people are about to finish their sentences.

Ruggie and Jack weren't far away from where you three were. In fact, both of them were preparing their meals before they heard your voice coming from the living room.

And when they decided to check, what's the first thing they see upon exiting the kitchen? His dorm leader shamelessly flirting with you at a really close distance while you carried a sleepy Grim.

"What do we have here~?" Ruggie chimed, walking towards your side so he could be near you. "What can we do for you, Prefect~?" He asked, ignoring Leona's death stare.

"And why did you bring such a large bag?" Jack questioned, making the two beastmen suddenly notice the heavy bag you were carrying on your shoulders.

"Glad you asked, Jack," you replied, looking through your bag’s different contents until you finally reached the ones that were labelled after them. "Happy Valentine's Day!"

Immediately following your statement, you presented them with their respective gifts, easily recognizable by the distinct yellow hue of the packaging.

The beastmen’s cheeks were slowly turning into a bright red after receiving the present, treating the little package like the most precious thing on earth, which was true, at least in their eyes.

"Are these… For us…?" Ruggie hesitated, unsure of how he should react.

"Duh! Didn't you just hear her?!" Grim said, annoyance showing in his voice.

"You're just jealous you didn't get anything," Leona guessed, smirking upon seeing how irked he got by that teasing comment.

"I'm sorry, MC, but I don't have anything for you," Jack apologised, and before he could even think of bowing before you, you stopped him.

"You don't have to give me anything. As long as you like the present, I have nothing to worry about," you explained with a small smile, starting to walk towards the exit. "Unfortunately, I can't stay for much longer. So, I guess I will see you later!" 

And with that, you managed to leave just before your fluffy companion started to complain.

Leona’s smoked dark chocolates match his new lion pendant.

Leona isn’t that used to celebrating holidays, and Valentine’s wasn’t the exception. He would sometimes receive large amounts of gifts, ranging from expensive jewelry to different sets of clothing; things that he would just leave unused and forgotten. But your gift is a different story. You can be sure this man is going to use that necklace until he dies. He’s not going to entertain the possibility of it going missing in the depths of his bedroom, already frowning at the imaginary scenario of looking at your sad face while you ask where his gift was. He even clicks his tongue in annoyance, putting on the pendant to make sure it wasn’t going anywhere. Let’s see how fast you catch on this one, herbivore.

Ruggie’s mini donuts covered in chocolate match his new handmade bracelet.

Ruggie hasn't received, nor gifted a Valentine's gift ever. Holiday presents were (and still are) something that he deems as important and special. The only times when he did gift something to someone were during birthdays and as thanks, and vice versa. He’s not used to receiving presents outside those situations, and what’s even more surprising to him is that you were the one that brought the gift. Actually, no; what’s more surprising than that is that you don’t want anything in return, something that really caught him off guard. Less to say that he is going to be over-protecting those presents; this was something that you made for him and him only, and so it shall continue that way except the donuts, he can’t let them rot, can he?

Jack’s pear cider chocolates match his new snowboarding gloves. 

Jack has actually received quite a few Valentine’s gifts, but the thing is, just like Deuce, he still doesn’t know who the person behind those presents was. He never paid a lot of attention to it at the time, and so he continued with his life. Now he’s aware that he had to paid attention before. The one day that he doesn’t check the calendar ends up being Valentine’s Day; I can completely assure you that he’s setting up an alarm for the next one, also adding to the reminder some present ideas that say: “you’re my crush,” but don’t scream it. When you leave, he stands so still you can mistake him for a statue; if statues could wag their tail, of course.

Savanaclaw is savage what a shock, right? These boys would not even let the other one stand next to their present. Sevens, they wouldn’t even let them breathe next to their present.

"I feel sorry for you. That's really all the Herbivore got you?"

"At least I will make sure to use it. I wonder how long it will take before that pendant disappears."

"What did you say?"

"I guess I will see you later. I don't want to be a part of this."

"Hey, come back!"

"We haven't even started on your present!"

VALENTINE’S DELIVERY, THIRD STOP: OCTAVINELLE

Octavinelle, as your following choice, felt like a secure place. You were almost sure you were going to find your friends in the blink of an eye, give them their gifts and head to the next dorm. Yet the variable you didn’t have into account was considering how empty and eerie the dorm appeared at first glance.

"Henchman?" Grim started.

"Yeah?" You answered, slowly walking towards the Mostro Lounge.

"Don't ya’ think there's something fishy going on today?"

"What do you mean?"

"Floyd and Jade aren't here."

And upon that remark, you stopped. Looking around to try to spot your usually welcome committee, you noted that Grim was correct. Jade and Floyd were nowhere to be found, slightly confusing you.

"Well, today must be a busy day at the Mostro Lounge. They are most likely working," you said, resuming your walk.

Although Grim didn’t seem to want to continue the walk, scared to be a victim of whatever evil scheme the eels were plotting.

You assured that you wouldn’t let anything happen to him on your guard, to which he responded by saying he didn’t need your protection, rambling about how you dared to think he wasn't strong enough to protect you— Ahem, to protect himself and you, until he suddenly stopped.

"Henchman," he started again.

"Yeah?" you answered a second time.

"I think there's someone behind us—"

Noticing two large shadows that covered yours, you both slowly turned around, encountering two identical faces that looked down on you with a sly smile, vocalizing:

"Shrimpy~!"

"What a pleasant surprise to see you here, Prefect."

Grim let out a high-pitched scream, hiding behind your legs due to the shock, unaware of the death stare that Floyd directed at him.

"Ah, Jade, Floyd. We were just talking about you," you said, sighing in relief upon listening to their characteristic voices.

"Wah~! Did you hear that, Jade? Shrimpy was looking for me~" Floyd exclaimed, to which his twin only chuckled.

"I heard that she was looking for both of us, in fact," and before his brother could whine in response, Jade added. "Why would that be, Prefect?"

"Before I answer to that, do you know where Azul is?" you asked, looking behind them in hopes that the octomerman would appear.

"Azul? Oh, that's right," Jade let out a small smile. "He must be looking for us."

"Eh~? But I don't want to go back!" Floyd whined, thinking about what he could do to avoid going to work again. "Oh!" He exclaimed, an imaginary light bulb appearing over his head. "I can hide behind you, right, Shrimpy~?"

"You can try, but I don't think it would do much," you responded, and just when he was about to do it, you heard a yell coming from the end of the hallway.

"Jade! Floyd!" Azul screamed, walking over to where you were. "Do I need to remind you that you are still working? If you continue—"

"Hello, Azul," you greeted, seeing how the businessman yelped due to the surprise, unaware that you were behind Jade. "Great timing, I was about to look after you."

"Prefect!" He exclaimed, unconsciously tidying himself up, trying to distract you from his earlier action. "And why did you want to see me?" He stuttered, cheeks tinted of a light pink.

"I'm sure you already know what day is today, so I'm just going to give you these," you briefly explained, handing all of them their respective gifts and chocolates. "Happy Valentine's Day!"

"Valentine's...?" Floyd muttered, face brightening up due to the excitement. "Does this mean Shrimpy loves me~?" He boldly asked, trying to get a shy reaction out of you, all while Azul covered his face in embarrassment, making this scenario all the much more entertaining to Jade, who was lightly chucking.

Yet when all of this unfolded, you talked, saying something that took all three of them by surprise. “Of course, I love you all after all,” you replied with a bright and contagious smile; it was at that moment that Grim realised that if he didn't do anything about this soon, they wouldn't let you go, and he can't let that happen.

"Henchman! We have to get going! Is gonna take us forever to finish if we stay here!" 

You sighed at Grim’s impatient behavior, not really understanding where it was coming from. But he was right; your chocolates weren’t going to last a whole day outside, they just weren’t made for that kind of purpose.

"As you see, me and my new guardian have to get going, so I will see you later," you joked, being weakly dragged by your companion, biding them farewell (hoping that Floyd wasn’t going to carry you like a sack of potatoes, again).

Azul’s blueberry flavoured chocolate coins match his new octopus coin.

Azul didn't really care about Valentine's (and no, it’s not because he was made fun of constantly during this day, why would you think that? It was, please give this boy lots of hugs and support); the only reason keeps track of it is that he knows it's a very profitable holiday. And I said "didn't" because that was before he realised that he had a crush on you... Okay, maybe Jade made him aware, but he still realised it. He spent the last couple of months planning the perfect plan to confess to you or at least try to, but this wasn't on his schedule. He marked this situation as "very improbable," hence why he looks like he has a fever. Furthermore, he tries to dissimulate it since he doesn't want the twins to make fun of him (again), but it's too late. A flustered Azul is always going to be interesting to witness.

Jade’s chocolate shaped mushrooms (like the Meiji Kinoko Chocolate), match his new decorations for his terrariums.

Jade is sort of neutral about Valentine's. He's not one that usually gives gifts (he definitely gave Floyd some mushrooms as a Valentine’s gift, and you can tell he was not happy about it), but he has definitely received a couple of presents, which he usually doesn’t keep unless they're interesting enough. But, if he's being honest, he wouldn't throw away anything that you gift to him; most people would call it "simping", he calls it "courtesy." His first reaction is to smile upon receiving it, yet unlike most of his mannerisms (which he keeps very controlled), this was something that to the untrained eye would go unnoticed, yet his twin and his boss childhood friend know that there's a hint of genuine happiness in it.

Floyd’s sea salt caramel lego-shaped chocolates match his new eel bracelet with his name on it.

Unlike his brother, Floyd thinks Valentine's is a very interesting holiday. He considers it the “funniest” day just because he finds the rejected Valentine’s faces so amusing. One thing he has in common with Jade though, is that he doesn't keep most of the presents given to him, especially if he can't see the reaction of the person. So, to meet his expectations you have to: one, give it to him directly, and two, wait for the best. Fortunately, we're talking about you, so that’s good news for you. Although the bad news is that you only have two options now that you’ve given him something: run or face his clinginess. 

If you didn’t know who these students were, you wouldn’t be amused, but if you do, well, it certainly was strange seeing all three (especially Floyd) staying idle in the middle of the hallway just... Existing.

"Why are you standing there? Go back to work."

"Aren't you going with us, boss?"

"Yeah! That's really unfair!"

"I have some important things that I have to take care of."

"Really? How strange, I remember you said that you had some paperwork to do."

"Oh~ Jade caught you lying, Azul~"

"Just go back to work, and don't even think about following me."

"Do you want to follow him, Jade~?"

"Of course, Floyd."

VALENTINE’S DELIVERY, FOURTH STOP: SCARABIA

Since Scarabia was your next stop, you were a bit worried. Mainly because Scarabia’s weather, just like Savanaclaw, wasn’t the ideal for your chocolates to be in. Yet, something that kept your hopes high was your positivism, assuring yourself (in order to not panic) that you were going to find your friends rapidly.

"Henchman, don't ya' think we should hurry? I don't think those chocolates can stand this heat."

"I know, it’s starting to worry me," you responded, face changing from concern to determination. "But I think I know where they could be."

Grim tilted his head, as if asking: "What do you mean?"

"I called Kalim earlier to ask him about his and Jamil's plans. They don't stay in one place for long, so it was only to be sure."

"And where are they then?"

"Right here," you stated, standing in front of a big door: the one that contained all of Kalim's treasures.

You grabbed the handle, ready to open it when suddenly, the door pulled towards you. It collided with your forehead, making you lose your balance slightly, trying to not fall since it could make it worse.

"Prefect!" The Scarabia students exclaimed, worried and confused about what just happened. "Are you okay?!"

"It's okay, I'm okay," you reassured them, holding your head as a reflexive reaction.

"Henchman! Can you hear me?!" Grim yelled, making you wince slightly due to the headache. "How dare ya', pesky humans! She could have died!"

"I'm so sorry, Prefect! Do you need to go to the infirmary? Jamil and I can bring you there!" Kalim exclaimed; eyes full of concern out of fear of something severe happening to you.

"Don't worry, Kalim. I know it was an accident," you said, feeling much better now that they were starting to quiet down. “I’m sure it’s not going to leave a scar or something.”

"Prefect, are you completely sure? We don't have any problem accompanying you to the nurse," Jamil suggested, but you refused.

"Guys, seriously, I'm fine," you said, crouching down, so you could look for their gifts. "Now onto the thing I wanted to talk about..." You handed them the presents and chocolates. "Happy Valentine's."

"Valentine's...?" Kalim asked, thinking about something for a moment before an imaginary light bulb appeared over his head. "Oh, that's right! We also have a present for you as well! Right, Jamil?"

Jamil didn't answer, seemingly lost for a few seconds until he snapped out of his trance. "Yeah, that's right," he answered, murmuring a little "thanks," loud enough for you to hear.

"It's nothing. I hope you like it, I tried to make them the best I could."

Before they could show you your gift, Grim had enough of this and decided that it was time to move on, practically dragging you outside Scarabia.

"Goodbye guys, maybe we can see each other later— Grim! Stop pulling me! I only have this pair of pants!"

Kalim and Jamil may be very different, but if they had one thing in common as of right now is that they were completely happy to receive such a heartfelt gift.

Kalim’s coconut chocolates match his new friendship bracelet.

Kalim has definitely received plenty of Valentine's chocolates and gifts in equal amounts, even if most of them came from his parents and his thirty siblings. All of this made Kalim believe that celebrating Valentine’s like that was very normal to be honest, it’s more of a lovely Halloween than most things, but that’s fine, it’s Kalim; at least, the platonic side of it. This could explain why it felt kind of odd when he received your gift, but don’t worry! It’s a good type of odd. He knows that he has a crush on you Jamil’s courtesy, so this gave him the slight hope that you might see him more than a friend one day. And even if not, he’s totally okay with it, since he will still be able of being your friend.

Jamil’s chili pepper chocolates match his new talking parrot plushie.

Jamil isn’t very fond of Valentine’s. It is not a surprise that he didn’t receive as many gifts as Kalim, but he never showed his discomfort to not anger his family; after all, he already knew that he just wasn’t made to give and receive something like that, or at least, that was his mentality until you and your adorable present came into the picture. He just thinks you’re a box full of surprises He had absolutely no idea that he was going to fall for you, but just like he never expected to like you, you surprised him with a gift. You gifted him something. MC, let me tell you that if he wasn’t head over heels for you, he now is.

Scarabia is by far the most normal one out the seven dorms. They’re happy, and that’s all. The difference is that one of them shows it and the other doesn’t.

“Did you see that, Jamil?! She said she made them herself!”

“Yes, Kalim, I heard it. You don’t have to yell”

“Oh, right, sorry!”

“...”

VALENTINE’S DELIVERY, FIFTH STOP: POMEFIORE

Pomefiore, being the next one on your list, gave you hope. Hope that maybe your original plan will work, and that you would be able to leave quickly enough to continue the rest of your long journey.

But, as you already may have guessed, things can’t be that simple.

“How strange...” You muttered, walking away from the common room after finding it empty. “Where could they be?”

“Nyah! It’s gonna take us forever to find them!” Grim whined, already tired from all the searching. “Can’t we just leave the gifts at their doors?”

“I’m not going to do that, Grim,” you stated, intently searching for your friends. “The whole point of this was to hand them the presents personally, even if it takes me the whole day.” Believe me, MC. It is going to take you the whole day.

“But we can’t just expect them to appear out of nowhere!” He claimed, unaware of the towering figures that stood right behind him after voicing those words.

“Yes, that seems certainly impossible,” Vil said, scaring Grim to the point where he climbed to your arms, hissing at the student. “Oh, did I scare you?” He teased, a bit more playful than usual.

“For your information, ya’ didn’t scare me!” Your companion quickly retorted, and although he tried to come up with an excuse to fight back, you stepped in to prevent a petty argument—certainly a wise decision—.

“So, before Grim can start a discussion here, in the middle of the hallway. Again,” you called out, eyeing him, trying to make him understand the hint. “I would like to give you these.”

“Are these... Gifts?” Epel asked, unsure of why the sudden display of affection. “Why are ya’ giving us this...?”

“Epel, don’t be disrespectful,” Vil corrected, sighing upon seeing that his little apprentice apparently didn’t know what day it was. 

“You see, Monsieur Crabapple. Today is the magnifique holiday called Valentine’s Day!” Rook briefly clarified, proceeding to deliver a monologue embellished with fancy words, listing all the wonderful things that Valentine’s entailed. “How wonderful out of you, dear Trickster, to grace us with these detailed presents!”

The hunter approached you, taking your hands in his as he gazed into your eyes, seemingly aware of the looks he was receiving from his housewarden and dorm fellow.

It wasn’t until Vil coughed that Rook stopped, only chuckling slightly while leaving your hand, not wanting to infuriate his beautiful friend.

“They do seem very elaborate. So, I’m grateful for this present, dear potato,” he thanked, looking at Epel to remind him that he hadn’t thanked you yet.

“Oh! Thank you for these gifts, MC. I’m sorry that I don’t have anything to give you in return...” The boy apologized, making you sigh once again.

“Why does everyone keep saying that?” You commented, amused at your friend’s sincere words. “I’m not doing this in exchange for gifts. This is a gift to thank you all for being amazing friends.”

Ouch. Collective friend-zoning. That must’ve hurt.

“Yet, we do have presents for you, ma chérie,” Rook voiced, not wanting you to go before you received their display of affection.

“Indeed. We don’t have them here, but—”

“No!” Grim interrupted, having enough of the whole conversation. “Henchman, it’s getting late and, we still have lots of gifts to deliver!” He said, trying to convince you to get out of Pomefiore before Vil and Rook’s charms trapped you there.

You turned to the students, doing an apologetic bow before explaining. “I’m sorry, he’s right. I can’t stay for much longer. But I appreciate the intention, and I hope to see you later— Grim! Why are you so impatient?!”

“We have to keep moving! So say goodbye to them already!” The little creature demanded, threatening to rip the hem on your pants.

“Okay, okay! Goodbye, guys! Maybe we can meet later!” Was the last thing they heard you say before disappearing behind a corner with your protective monster-cat.

And so, surprised and with rosy cheeks that weren’t part of their makeup, they headed towards the— Oh, it seems like they don’t remember anymore... You’re giving people amnesia, MC.

Vil's chocolate-covered berries match his new bouquet of violets.

Vil has a long history with Valentine’s Day; specifically the gift part of Valentine’s. This man right here has received countless gifts and cards from fans and people around him confessing their love in extravagant—and sometimes expensive—ways. He’s used to this by this point, but his balance point was broken the moment you decided to hand him that present. Dear potato, have you ever thought about being the partner of a renowned celebrity? No...? Well, would you like to? Because Vil takes this detail as your way of expressing your fondness for him. Sure, you said it was because he’s an ‘amazing friend’ (which he obviously is), but that doesn’t mean you can’t see him as more than a friend. After all, Vil’s patience is truly one of his virtues just don’t tell him you have a gift for Neige. You know, only if you want him to live a bit longer.

Rook’s mint chocolates match his new poetry book.

Oh dear, when I say no one at Night Raven College loves Valentine’s as much as Rook does, I’m being completely serious. We’re talking about a holiday that’s all about expressing love, and taking into account that Rook calls himself “le chasseur d’amore...” There’s not much left to piece together, is it. He is mesmerized by this gift; it doesn’t matter if you said it was to appreciate his friendship, he’s focusing on the fact that you, kind and wholehearted you, seemed to put so much effort to make this present that was for him and him only. Oh, beautiful Trickster; I hope you are prepared, for this dedicated hunter is going to be next at your feet expressing his admiration and appreciation for you in a very... ‘Rook manner,’ for the next couple of days... Or weeks. Maybe months, but it’s not like he didn’t do that from before, so that’s fine.

Epel’s chocolate-dipped apple rings match his new apple plushie (with an evil smile, may I add)

Epel isn’t really involved in Valentine’s. His experience with it consists of him occasionally receiving some gifts from his family and carving out some apples with Valentine’s elements on them. Being the only young boy in a village full of elderly people, we can assume that he never really got into touch with the romantic part of the holiday; at least, not until now. And I have to congratulate you, MC; you just made Epel’s face resemble an apple, and all because of your thoughtfulness. Now, does he think that having plushies is manly? No. But will he put your gift aside because of this? No. Not only because it will make you sad, but also because he assumes it wouldn’t be so bad to have an evil apple plushie in his room. You know, at least it’s evil, and that makes it a bit more manly. Sevens Epel, a manly apple-?

Pomefiore are just turning on the passive-aggressive mode. Nothing can stop these boys from feeling superior just because they received a personalized gift (which everyone got, but let’s not ruin their fantasy).

“Isn’t our belle Trickster so endearing. To take her precious time by making all of us these detailed gifts; ah, what a beautiful way to celebrate Valentine’s!”

“Although yours doesn’t seem that detailed, Rook. Are ya’ happy with that pocket diary?”

“I could ask the same to you, Epel. Although I may say that plushie compliments you.”

“Quit that, please...”

“There’s no need to be embarrassed, Monsieur Crabapple! The magnifique shade of this plushie truly enhances your beauty!”

“I’m not going to ask you anything from today onwards...”

VALENTINE’S DELIVERY, SIXTH STOP: IGNIHYDE

Ignihyde had to be the easier dorm to “infiltrate” so far. The housewarden was known for being a programming genius, but also, and most important of all, for staying in his room.

It was a fool-proof plan. Entering Ignihyde, encountering Ortho along the way, and finally, greet Idia at his bedroom Nothing could go wrong.

And this may surprise you, but contrary to all the things that happened to you today, nothing went wrong. In fact, the list of events I just spelled did happen in that order.

After entering Ignihyde, you were greeted with the usual sight of an almost empty living room, saluting the few students that weren’t occupied with winning an intense game of Animal Crossing.

Subsequent to the first stage of your plan, you encountered the youngest Shroud brother while walking towards the oldest, seeing his cheerful face approach you with a welcoming voice.

“Hello, MC! What brings you here today?” Ortho said, instantly noting the large bag behind your bag. “And why are you carrying that bag? Are my brother and you going to study today?”

You giggled at his comment, shaking your head in refusal. “Not exactly. I’m here to gift Idia a Valentine’s present.” You explained, followed by asking if he was in his room.

Ortho stayed silent for a couple seconds, quickly searching for the holiday you just mentioned, and when he knew what it was about... Let’s just say that his expectations of you confessing to Idia (because honestly, at this point he knows his brother isn’t going to, for now, at least) were rising like the sky-high.

“Of course! My brother will be very happy to see you and to receive your awesome present, MC!” The little one answered, taking you by your hand to guide you to Idia’s room.

As soon as he arrived, Ortho knocked on the door, patiently waiting for his brother’s response.

“What is it, Ortho?” Idia asked, lazily opening the door, thinking that Ortho had come up with another plan to hang out with you. Jokes on him, no plan was needed, as you were right in front of him, a wide smile plastered over your face. “MC—!” He blurted out, surprised to see you.

“Hello, Idia,” you exclaimed, assuming that it would be best if you explained the meaning behind your visit. “I know you may be busy, and I don’t intend to take much of your time. I just wanted to give you this,” and thus you gifted the blue haired boy a small blue box, alongside a translucent bag of chocolates.

“Huh...? W-why are you giving me this...?” The boy questioned, only to be smacked with a reality check by remembering all the special side quests he completed regarding the love and friendship’s special day. “Oh. OH—”

In the blink of an eye his hair goes from blue to a bright pink, not giving you enough time to comment about it since he shuts the door just as fast, too embarrassed to pronounce a word other than a small: “thank you.”

“Brother! Are you okay? Your heart rate is going extremely fast!” Ortho voiced, not really helping Idia’s situation don’t tell him that, he’ll get sad.

“Don’t worry, Ortho. I’m pretty sure Idia’s okay. He must’ve been taken aback, that’s all.”

“Yeah, he’s definitely fine and we should definitely go to deliver these last presents,” Grim suggested, already making his way back to the mirror chamber.

“Not so fast, Grim. I have yet to give Ortho his gift.” The mentioned raised an eyebrow, certainly not expecting that.

“A gift? For me?” He uttered while moving his head to the side in curiosity.

“Yeah, for you,” you reiterated, handing him a little box—no chocolates this time because, well, he’s a robot—. “I hope you like it. You can place them wherever you want, and they also got little chains in case you want to bring them with you.”

He stares at the keychains, looking at the similar characteristics between him, his brother, Grim and you; and with a bright smiley face, he exclaims: “thank you, MC! I will make sure to take great care of these!”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. We have to keep going, if you don’t mind.”

“Goodbye, Ortho. And goodbye, Idia! Hope you like your present too!” You voiced, unsure if he heard you or not.

Oh, and indeed he heard you, it’s just that he’s a little too occupied trying to not die from cuteness overload— Never mind, he just short-circuited.

Idia’s peanut butter chocolates match his new videogame.

Taking into account his past, we can safely say that Idia didn’t really have a lot of experience with Valentine’s, aside from the games, that’s for sure. He never gave or received any chocolates nor gifts, and you know what? He was fine with that; just enjoying his games and not worrying about love and romance at least irl, because this man proclaims himself as an expert when it comes to ships in manga and video games. He was fine, and now he isn’t. His mind is flooded with too many questions, like: why on earth would you give him anything? Is it because of social etiquette or because you wanted to? How did you get your hands on this game? Should he take this as a sign to finally confess his undeniable crush on you—? Okay, he may have gone a little too far with that one. But don’t worry! He is going to do it, it’s just that it might take a bit of time. He’s absolutely going to gift you something back, don’t doubt it. But you may want to wait after the short-circuit passes.

VALENTINE’S DELIVERY, SEVENTH AND FINAL STOP: DIASOMNIA

Now, you knew that Diasomnia was going to be a tough one. Firstly, you were sure there was going to be a lot of shouting (Sebek’s courtesy), followed by Lilia, and possibly Malleus’ teasing. Silver was the only one that didn’t really do much apart from being the most normal being out of the four that’s a compliment, Silver. You make MC’s life a bit easier.

“Okay, Grim,” you started, happy upon seeing that this was the last location. “After this, we can go back to Ramshackle and eat the dinner you were so impatient for. Isn’t that exciting?”

No response.

“Well, I know you’re tired, but I have to thank you for accompanying me today. Even if you were a bit rude and odd, it really means a lot that—” 

“The Great Grim is going to fight all of you...!” He interrupted, mumbling incoherent things while you looked at his sleeping face, not sure when or how he fell asleep.

“I should have guessed that a whole day of walking may end up in this,” you muttered, carefully lifting him up so he could rest in your shoulders, trying to accommodate him the best you could as you made your way towards the Witch of Thorns’ dorm.

If felt strange having Grim by your side and not hearing him chit-chat with his characteristic tone, after all, it’s not like Grim and silence usually got along unless he was sleeping or reprimanded.

Feeling a bit bored, you started to hum softly, slowly strolling to find the garden, where you thought your friends might be.

It didn’t take long for you to encounter them, and they, likewise, didn’t take long to notice you were there. 

Malleus approached you first, a smile spreading across his face upon seeing you. “How delightful it is to see you, Child of Man. What brings you here today?” He asked, unsuspecting of the surprise you’ve prepared for all of them.

“Oh. Don’t tell me the rumors are true,” Lilia voiced, floating behind you to take a peek inside your bag. It seemed like him, unlike the rest of the dorm, was aware of your intentions.

“What rumors...?” You questioned, keeping him from grabbing one of the small boxes sitting at the bottom of the bag. 

He blinked in surprise, followed by a giggle after realising that you had no idea what was being said behind your back. “I wouldn’t like to ruin the surprise. It’s something you may want to express yourself, am I right?”

“Master Lilia! What do you mean by that?” Sebek shouted, prompting you to shush him quickly so Grim wouldn’t wake up. “You dare to quiet me down, human—!”

“Sebek,” Silver intervened, noticing the sleeping being on your shoulders, and thus he pointed it for the green haired boy to see.

“I’m sorry for shushing you, Sebek. It’s just that Grim is asleep and I don’t want to wake him up,” you apologized, hoping that your crocodile friend would try to lower his voice at least a little.

“O-okay, human. But—!” He paused briefly, trying to not raise his voice. “I’m not doing it because of your orders.”

You sighed, thankful for his thoughtfulness, even if he didn’t want to admit it. “Thank you, Sebek.”

Malleus coughed as he eyed his guardian’s red face, wanting to continue the original topic. “Say, Child of Man. You were about to tell us the meaning behind your visit.”

“Oh, that’s right,” you replied, cautiously taking the four remaining gifts to give them to the students. “I wanted to give you something as a Valentine’s Day present. So, I hope you like these details,” you stated, sighing after handing out the gifts, glad that this would be the last parade.

“My, my. I didn’t expect to receive a Valentine’s Day gift until a couple more of years,” Lilia muttered, seemingly happy to see his gift. 

Silver stood silently for a few seconds, quickly realising that he had to thank you, softly expressing his gratitude over your recent action.

Sebek felt in the obligation to ask the purpose of this unexpected act, but since he wasn’t able didn’t want to express it his usual way, he recurred to mumble a small ‘thank you,’ taking you by surprise.

And the last and most dramatic reaction of all had to be given to Malleus. Just as we’ve seen before, he tends to... Overreact a little when it comes to small details like this one; so, in truly dragon-fae fashion, he kneeled before you, took your hand and prepared to say the words he’s been wanting to say for a long time now.

Lilia, however, had to step in, immediately clarifying how Valentine’s Day is also a day express your love for your friends. Less to say that if Malleus had his dragon ears, they would be flopped down like a puppy.

“Well. It seems that your wonderful visit has brought new moments to reminisce about,” the old fae said, trying his best to ease the situation. “We are very grateful for what you’ve gifted us today.”

“I’m happy to see that you’ve liked them,” you voiced, chuckling a bit after witnessing their reactions. “And, although I can’t really stay for much longer, I enjoyed this moment with you.”

You were about to head out after biding them goodbye, only to be stopped by Malleus, who was still a little gloomy for the news he just received. “Do you really have to go now, Child of Man?”

“Unfortunately, I do. It’s already late and Grim might get mad at me if he finds out that he’s not at Ramshackle when he wakes up,” you calmly explained, softly caressing his cheek as you walked away, promising him that you would have more time to spend together tomorrow.

You better keep that promise, MC. Malleus is already too dejected to suffer another deception.

Malleus’ gelato truffles match his new gargoyle keychain.

Malleus’ knows what Valentine’s is, but his knowledge about it is limited to the romantic part of it. Hence why he is about to pursue you, ready to propose, again, and take you to his castle so that you can live a long and happy life together; until Lilia explained him the other side of the holiday, disappointing the dragon fae. Well, excuse him, Lilia, but how was he supposed to know that humans also celebrate their friendship during Valentine’s. He’s frustrated, but also enchanted  in a nutshell, he’s a mess right now. Yes, he’s still quite sad that this wasn’t a confession and that he may have to wait a bit of time before making a move on you, but nonetheless, you just expressed that you care and appreciate him, and that, at least for now, was enough for him.

Lilia’s green tea chocolates match his new bouquet of black and fuchsia roses.

Lilia has witnessed and experienced many Valentine’s days during his life. He probably has enough information to fill an entire encyclopedia about it, maybe including some of his stories as a bonus. Having lived for so long, Lilia finds enjoyment in how humans celebrate their holidays; and Valentine’s wasn’t the exception. He reminisces about his past lovers and confidants, basking in the subtle aroma of his recently acquired bouquet while thinking about all the memories he made along the way. This may sound like something an old man would say, but Lilia truly relishes in the fleeting moments that life graces him with; he most definitely takes delight in spending those moments with you, happy to see that you also enjoy his presence.

Silver’s cashew chocolates match his new deer plushie.

Silver’s pretty much indifferent towards Valentine’s. He doesn’t have time to celebrate these kinds of festivities when he has to make sure his young master isn’t in any danger. But he guesses that once a while won’t hurt... Malleus and Lilia are within his sight, Sebek is right next to him, and he doesn’t have the will to reject your gift. After all, who is he to decline such a selfless act? He gives you a warm smile as his cheeks turn into a slight shade of pink, uttering grateful words until he was too sleepy to continue the conversation. Just as he was slowly falling asleep, he unconsciously hugged his new stuffed plushie, unaware of the future teasing his father would carry out. Well, seeing the bright side of it though: he had an splendid nap and you had another sleeping beauty Silver picture. A win-win situation indeed.

Sebek’s lemon caramel chocolates match his new crocodile and dragon mug.

Sebek wasn’t and still isn’t fond of Valentine’s Day. In fact, he’s not fond of almost any of the holidays that you, mere humans, like to celebrate. However, even if he states that he doesn’t care about your gift and complaints about your display of affection towards his young master, Sebek ends up liking you a little bit more than usual. Don’t be mistaken, human! It’s not because of the cute action you just confer upon him, why would you even think that? He just thinks that a gift like this can be very useful, that’s all! He’s not smitten by your sweet smile, kind and thoughtful self, or the way your eyes shine when you’re happy... Wait, what was he saying? Oh, of course! He’s definitely not smitten by any of those things I just mentioned, so don’t you dare to think that after he gifts you your Valentine’s gift. What? It’s called being polite, you know?

Diasomnia might be the only dorm that doesn’t take down the gifts from the other students. Most likely because they were all a happy and beloved family... And also due to them thinking very highly of their presents. But is something that most people have done at this point, so the first part still stands.

“How come I didn’t know about this...”

“Oh, don’t worry, my prince! For the Prefect most certainly did this with love and effort for all of us!”

“It certainly seems that human put so much care into these...”

“What are you mumbling, Sebek?”

“N-nothing!”

“That’s right. If I gift Child of Man a present deserving of her, I can partake in this celebration with her.”

“What an enlivening idea! This makes the perfect occasion to try out that cookie recipe I got from Jade, kee hee~”

“Father, please don’t.”

INITIAL STOP: RAMSHACKLE

The wood of the door creaking was the only sound that could be heard upon returning to your dorm. Being accustomed to it, you didn’t think of it as you left Grim on the couch, sitting next to him while watching his peaceful face, far away in dreamland.

“Aww, isn’t he the cutest when he isn’t awake?” Brawley commented, appearing out of nowhere as he floated around the little creature.

“So, tell us, MC. How did you Valentine’s journey go?” Conrad asked, anticipating an answer that never came. “MC?”

When the ghosts turned to look at you, all they found was your sleeping form, who couldn’t resist the tiredness after a whole day of walking and searching.

“Poor thing. She must be so exhausted,” Arthur said, dragging a blanket to shield you from the cold weather. “I can’t believe she really took it upon herself to prepare all of those gifts.”

“Right? I haven’t seen anyone so determined to prepare so many boxes and chocolates without expecting something in return,” Brawley added, trying his best to sneak a pillow under your head.

“Well, she may not expect anything in return, but I’m almost completely sure those boys are going to return the favor,” Conrad voiced, placing Grim in a more comfortable spot close to you, careful to not wake him up.

After that, your ghost fellows decided to float around for a bit, talking amongst themselves to guess what the gifts your friends had for you might be, also questioning if they were also thinking of competing not only for your attention, but for your love as well.

THE END~

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EVERY CHARACTER BELONGS TO DISNEY AND YANA TOBOSO, AND I DON'T TAKE CREDIT FOR THEM.

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In Heartslabyul

*a high pitched yelp is heard from the living room*

Cater: *looks about ready to combust*

Trey: *running in* are you alright?

Cater: I just got the most flattering typo text from the Prefect and.... I'm not sure what to do

Trey: *looks over his shoulder and sees the text "please send dudes"*...... so there's no other context?

Cater: *a blushing sputtering mess* obviously they ment nudes. i-i mean I'm flattered but this is so all of a sudden and- HEY GIVE IT BACK!

Trey: *takes his phone and texts back "was that a typo?"*

*Grimm's Lackey is typing*

*"No in fight, need backup"*

Cater: *pouts*

[cyn-write]

Prompt: The Heartsyble Boys walking in on yuu’s baking catastroph-Education!

Pairings: GN!Yuu (reader) x Riddle, Trey, Carter, Ace, and Deuce (Separately)

Warnings: None other than tooth-rotting fluff!!

Notes: This is a request! I have a few in my log that I’m working through as I get them! Thank you anonymous for the request and I hope you enjoy it! If you would like to read more, check out my Masterlist!

Sweetheart’s Sweet Tooth

Riddle was on his was at Ramshackle's gate when he heard the explosion. He saw smoke come out of the open windows, and the worst ran through his head. Riddle ran into Ramshackle with little concern for proper house rules or his life as the most horrible situations ran through his head.

He ran into the kitchen, smoke fading out, post-its and notebooks spewed across the counter, flour all over the floor, chocolate dripped across the counter, and Yuu covered in batter and looking sadly at a pan of... something?

"YUU! WHAT IN THE SEVENS' SAKE HAPPENED?" Riddle's face was growing red with a mix of anger and worry, "I CAME IN AND-AND SMOKE AND BOOM AND-AND ITS A MESS AND WHAT WERE YOU DOING??"

Yuu looked up at Riddle with puppy dog eyes and sad face, "my cake blew up..."

"Y-your what?" Riddle asked calming down.

"I wanted to make you a cake... for winning your club tournament..." Yuu looked at the bowl on the counter, "I finally got the frosting right but the cake blew up in the oven..."

Riddle was embarrassed and touched at the same time. He kneeled next to Yuu, took out his handkerchief, and started to wipe off their face. "Well... at least you're alright," Riddle said, "and the frosting is okay... how about this? We clean up the kitchen, make some tea, and try again... together?"

Yuu smiled and nodded, "We can be baking study buddies!"

Riddle chuckled at the suggestion, "I am lacking in home ec, let's do it."

Later that evening, Trey got a call from a distressed Yuu... they needed his assistance on the third try.

Trey left the Heartsyble kitchen for an hour to attend to the Flamingo's and returned to a mess. Brownie batter was everywhere, papers all over the ground, the oven beeping, and Yuu battling the hand blender.

Trey ran over, turned off the oven, and unplugged the blender. Yuu was covered in white frosting, and so was the counter.

Yuu looked at him in relief, "Thanks, I couldn't stop it."

"Yuu, what happened?" Trey asked, voice filled with concern.

Yuu put the bowl of frosting down and wiped off her notebook, "I wanted to suprise you," they said, blush rising to their cheeks, "I've been trying to learn how to bake so I could make you something instead of the other way around... I had it, but the stupid blender overpowered me and the Oven was yelling at me and- THE BROWNIES!"

Yuu ran over to the oven and frowned, "No... they burnt." She was about to grab the pan bare handed but Trey stopped her.

"If you wanted to learn, why didn't you ask me? I'd love to teach you," He said as he grabbed an oven mitt and took out the burnt brownies.

"I didn't want to bother you," they said, defeated. "You're so busy already, and I wanted to do something nice for you..."

Trey smiled and shook his head, "You could never bother me. Especially when it comes to this" He picked up the recipe and smiled, "I can teach you a better recipie, one i know by heart," he swipped some frosting off of Yuu's cheek and tasted it, "The frosting is good, a little over-whipped but good, so we have a bit of a base to work with. Put it in the fridge while we clean and make some coffee. You have most of the ingredients out already, we just need-"

"Wait," Yuu said and held up their hands, "You mean it? You'll teach me?"

Trey kissed the Yuu's forhead and said, "My mother always said, food tastes better when you make it with someone you love~"

Cater has been seeing a lot of baking hacks on his magicam feed and decided to try one, except Yuu got to it first. He walked to the kitchen with his equipment in hand, ready to film, but when he got there, Yuu was putting the finishing touches on their donuts.

"Cater!" Yuu was very excited as they picked up their plate of freshly made donuts, "I saw this donut recipe on Magicam and thought you would like it!"

Cater smiled at his S/o and ruffled their hair with his free hand, "You read my mind! I was on my way to make them!"

He looked down at the slightly mishappend donuts and picked on up, "You know what? We can do a live reaction vid on my magicam! This is perfect!!" Cater started to set up his phone stand when he saw Yuu's notes and mess on the table, as well as a pile of burnt and underdone donuts. There were piles of flour and powdered sugar all over the notes.

Yuu's smile had fallen, and they looked nervous, "c-could we not? I-i'm still learning a-and am not sure about the flavor or the texture s-so can we not film this live?"

Cater could see how nervous their partner was and nodded, "I bet they taste amazing, but we don't have to film if you don't want to." He reached out and picked up one of the donuts on top. He tried it, and it was a little overcooked, but overall, it tasted pretty good! It wasn't too sweet, had a cakey flavor, and wasn't too dense. Cater smiled and popped the rest in his mouth. "This is really good!" He said, licking the powdered sugar off his fingers, "How long did it take you to make them?"

Yuu couldn't hold back their smile, "Really!? You like them?!" They put the plate down and dusted off their hands, "5th time is the charm!"

"5 times?" Cater was shocked, he didn't think the hack was that difficult.

"Well, yeah," Yuu rubbed the back of their neck and looked down at the donuts, "I wanted them to be perfect for you, so I found a recipe that wasn't too sweet. But because of that, the baking time was different, so I had to experiment to get the right recipe."

Cater felt his heart warm. "You did this all for me?"

"Of course," Yuu said and grabbed their notebook, wiping off some powdered sugar from the page, "I know you're not a fan of sweets, so I have been trying to learn some more... Cater-friendly treats that you could substitute at unbirthday parties and events." They flipped through the notebook and scanned the recipies, "I have successfully made 5 so far counting the donuts, but I didn't want to show you till they were perfect."

"You did this all... for me?" Cater looked at the notebook, and his expression changed from his usual "happy" face to a genuine smile. He leaned down and kissed Yuu's forehead before turning to a pudding recipe that caught his eye, "Ya know what... can you teach me to make this? Not for magicam, just for us?"

Yuu smiled and nodded, "I-I would love to!"

Deuce just wanted a glass of water, but he was face with a batter filled kitchen and a trey full of cookies. Yuu was grinning from ear to ear as they held out the trey. They had been working on them while Deuce finished his homework. They wanted to reward him for getting an "A-" on his recent Professor Trien assignment with a sleepover and some cookies.

"Suprise!" Yuu said as they held out the try, "I've been working on them all day! They finally didn't burn!"

Deuce smiled at his partner and ruffed their hair, “They smell delicious, Yuu.”

He picked up one of the cookies and it started to go limp in his hand. It felt weird in his hands, but Yuu worked really hard on these so he forced a smile and took a bite of the cookie. To say it was underdone was an understatement. The cookie turned to mush in his mouth and tasted more like sugar than anything else. The overwhelming taste of sugar made him want to gag, but he held it back to the best of his ability for the sake of Yuu. They watched him with anticipation as they held out the cookies.

Deuce forced a smile through the taste and gave them a thumbs up, “Delicious… mmmm.”

Yuu’s expression fell, they saw past it, “Don’t lie… what’s wrong? Are they undercooked? did I manage to overcook them again?” They were listing off reason after reason and Deuce felt awful.

“Nonono! I love them! They taste amazing! See!” Deuce shoved the rest of the cookie in his mouth and proceeded to shove the rest of the sugar-rotten, mushy cookies into his mouth. His stomach was revolting, and his tastebuds were throwing a hissy fit, but he wasn’t going to let any of Yuu's hard work go to waste.

"Deuce!! What are you doing!?" Yuu exclaimed and pulled the trey away from him. "You're going to make yourself sick!!"

Deuce shoved the last of the cookies into his mouth, and he felt like he was going to puke. But he smiled through the pain. "See... told you.. they were... good..."

He swallowed down the nausea and held onto the counter. He saw their notes on the counter and felt worse. They have been working so hard to do this for him.

"Deuce..." Yuu rubbed his back and said, "You idiot, sit down. I'll get some water and meds."

They turned to grab the stuff, but before they did, Yuu kissed Deuce's cheek and said, "Thank you, Deuce."

Deuce smiled for real now and turned to his partner, "You worked so hard on them, it's the least I can do," then a rare stroke of brilliance hit Duece like a freight train, "I-If you want to learn to bake, wanna call my Mom and Grams? They make really good cookies and would be happy to help, plus we can do it together!!"

A bright smile graced Yuu's face, and they nodded vigorously, "I would love to! We can learn together!"

The next weekend, Duece and Yuu made cookies with the help of his family on call. Ms. Sade and Nana Spade also made some remarks that left the couple red and speechless!

Ace smelled something off-putting when he entered Ramshackle. At first, he thought it was him that smelled seeing as he just got out of basketball, but he showered and stole some of Jamil's deodorant, so he actually smelled decent. He walked further into the dilapidated dorm and realized it was coming from the kitchen.

He entered and saw chaos. It gave Ace flashbacks to when Trey went on strike and didn't bake for an unbirthday party. There were ingredients everywhere, notes everywhere, and in the center of the chaos was Yuu, pulling a cake out of the oven.

“Ace! You’re just in time!” Yuu exclaimed when they spotted him.

“Just in time for what exactly?” Ace asked as scents assaulted his nose and his stomach churned at the sight.

“To taste test!” Yuu placed the cake on the one clean spot on the counter. Next to them was a bowl of frosting and a bowl of strawberries. They pulled out two plates, a knife, a spoon, and two forks. “Trey gave me this lemon cake recipe to start with, and a simple strawberry-compote and frosting recipes to go with it. He said once I mastered this he would give me something more complicated-“

“Woah, woah, woah, hold up for a sec. Trey gave you a recipe?” Ace asked, “For what?”

“Just to learn,” Yuu said cutting the cake, “I’ve always wanted to learn how to bake and Trey said that if I helped out with unbirthday parties, he would be happy to tutor.” They placed a piece of cake in front of Ace with a smile, they then grabbed their notebook and a pen “So, taste test 01, Lemon Cake with whipped frosting and strawberry compote. Taste testers Ace and Yuu.”

Yuu put the pen down, used the spoon to scoop frosting and compote on to each plate then handed Ace a fork. Ace smiled and took the fork, “Best kind of test I’ve had in weeks!” He took a big bite of the cake, frosting, and compote. It tasted good at first, the smooth frosting and strawberries went well with the lemony cake. Then he tasted something salty, really salty. Like… soy sauce?

Yuu must’ve also tasted the soy sauce as their face also skewed. “Is it suppose to be salty?”

Yuu shook their head and looked at the recipe. “I-I did everything to a T! What hap…. They soy sauce was the dud.”

Ace looked at them confused, “the what?”

“The dud! Remember! Trey always puts a dud ingredient in so no one can steal his recipes.” Yuu put their hands on their heads in anguish. They were really upset, “I’m such an idiot! Why would soy sauce be in a LEMON cake, Ugggh its ruined!”

Ace put the fork down and awkwardly placed his hand on their back in comfort, “Hey, it doesn’t taste that bad. If ya lather on the strawberries and the frosting, you can hardly taste it.”

Yuu looked up at Ace with an exasperated look, “hardly taste it. Really. No snarky comments on how it taste more like take out than desserts?”

Ace winced. His reputation proceeded him. But he wanted to be better for his partner, “Look Yuu, the cake doesn’t taste great, but it ain’t awful. And the strawberries and frosting are good. So we grab some gram crackers. Eat them with strawberries and frosting. Save the cake for Deuce, Jack, Epel, Trey, and the others. Then this weekend, we send Grim out with Deucy so you and I can try making this again? Sound Good?”

Yuu looked at Ace with the hint of a smile, then hugged him, “You’re the best Ace.”

“I know, I’m a genius,” Ace said, “If only you listened to me more often~”

“Don’t push it Ace,” Yuu said and was about to put the cake in the oven when Deuce, Jack, Epel, Sebek, and Grim entered Ramshackle.

“Ah! Our first victims!”

The rest of the Week, Ace and Yuu enjoyed pranking their friends with the lemon-soy sauce cake, until the weekend when they had a fun and messy baking-date.

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[simple-dark-eyes]

*Cater scrolling through social media during a pop music club meeting and sees a post that catches his eye and shows lilia*

Cater: Look! Malleus is treading all over Magicam!*shows Lilia the aticle and picture* "Heir To Briar Valley Caught Making Out With Unknown Night Raven student (Yuu)." Malleus' and Yuu's relationship just got exposed...

Lilia: Sometimes, that's how it goes.

Kalim: Sebek's gonna find out any minute...

*insert very loud incoherent screaming here that can be heard throughout the whole school here*

Lilia: ... I'm sure he already knows.

[schoenht]

❤️ 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐁𝐘𝐔𝐋 ;

━ RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS ;

oldest sibling s/o (drabble)

━ ACE TRAPPOLA ;

in progress...

━ DEUCE SPADE ;

in progress...

━ TREY CLOVER ;

the ways they tell you they love you without saying it (drabble)

oldest sibling s/o (drabble)

━ CATER DIAMOND ;

11:14

[twst-shenanigans]

twst Incorrect quote #316

*texting*

MC: I love you

Cater: ily2

MC: 🔫 Say it properly

[yuuniee]

I was continuing my confession fic AND HE CAME...

[dweeb-central]

yuu cooked too much ft. heartlabyul, floyd, malleus, & ruggie

guys i entered a fugue state & wrote angst?? hcs

mc is used to cooking for a big family & accidentally mistakes recipe proportions, leaving them w way too much food. scenarios of them asking diff twst boys if they'd want some, mentioning why. a bit downtrodden with no family to share it with...

trey, cater, riddle... are touched. trey & cater both have big families, & their eyes soften at the mention of yours. trey especially empathizes with you, before he began cooking and baking for the majority of his dorm he cooked & baked for his family. he identifies with the habits of buying groceries in bulk & the need to keep the house stocked with anything five or more people could ever need (just in case). cater's interested to see what kinds of foods you'll cook. make him something from your heritage! he'll magicam it <3 or just save the memory in a photograph if you'd prefer. he'd love to listen to you talk about recipes & regional preferences & tastes. that goes for riddle too! his mom kept him on a strict diet for his childhood, but now that he's got the opportunity he'd love to learn about your heritage & culture! as he grows more outgoing he's learned more about the cultures of his peers & he'd probably be one of the most qualified (& excited) to answer any questions or point out any similarities with twisted wonderland cultures.

floyd... blinks his big wide eyes once, twice, & then launches himself towards you to wrap his arms tight & pick up straight up off the ground. "awwww, shrimpy misses their troupe! shrimpy's aaalways welcome to bring me dinner! we can play house!! i'll be the dad, you'll be the mom, azul will be our baby, and jade... he can be the dog and go play outside or something." ('- , -) you better stop him before he gets ahead of himself. least likely of octavinelle to bother you about selling the recipe to azul ((he'll give you a cut of the profits!)). still makes you cook in the mostro lounge kitchen, but only because he wants you to grow to feel more at home with him & in an environment he's used to... that way when he gets serious about his & shrimpy's relationship....

the adeuce duo... both go... quiet, at the mention of your past. it wasn't something you avoided talking about when you were reminded of something relevant, or things you enjoyed or saw, but... you don't talk much about your family. they don't ask much about your family. deuce feels a twinge of guilt—he doesn't shy away from talking about his mom, & he loves her too dearly to be ashamed or shy. he wonders if they make you feel as loved as his does. ace wonders if he should ask you about them more often. he's not exactly shy about his own family, but he doesn't exactly ever seek to bring them up in idle conversation. he wonders what your siblings are like. they give each other a resolved look above your head when you're not looking, & now they regularly (as much as they can) come over for dinners at ramshackle! if you're comfortable with it, they invite all the first years too. you hope they feel as familiar & familial to you as you feel for them. they hope you know they do.

malleus... feels a twinge in the back of his throat—maybe behind his eyes? his truest friend feels alone, something he recognizes deeply. he hasn't lost anyone close to him like that—at least, he doesn't feel like it. his lonely was a different sort, where he's never really known family like you have. but, he considers, maybe no one at this school has had to sacrifice more than his prefect. he wonders what dinners were like with that many, & you tell him. the bickering, the debates, the movie nights & commentaries, the nights spent making s'mores(?) over the fireplace. he wants dinners like that with you. you invite him to.

ruggie... might invite you to spend some time over with his family. not immediately, no way, but the thought lingered in his head long enough for his throat to burn with the words (& his cheeks to burn in embarassment). in reality, he grins a big wide grin & laughs his mischeivous little laugh. "i'll NEVER say no to free food. feel free to keep it coming! shehehe." he ends up coming over to help you cook a few times a month. it's a good excuse to spend time with you over a dinner he knows was cooked with love.

i had to google what a group of shrimp is called lol. could've actually been troupe OR run OR colony. i wonder if it's ooc that floyd knows this.... i mean, he is a fish man, so 🤷