Hear me out:
An Akedian student who knows all the gossip at the academy because they’re always “sleeping” while others are talking.
They’re like, “oh, it’s that Akedian student— they’re always napping in wackass locations, don’t mind them. Anyways, you’ll never believe which S rank I saw in town…”
But that’s the thing: that Akedian student? They’re never actually sleeping. They’re just closing their eyes.
Honestly, it started completely by accident. They were resting their eyes one day, about to genuinely take a nap, when a group of students started talking about their “special spot” in town where they got the best desserts. Not sure what to do, and not really wanting to interrupt them, the Akedian froze. After a few moments, they decided to just roll with it, and faked sleeping.
This happens a few more times, with different groups of students and townies. Soon, the Akedian realizes the interesting opportunity their reputation has inadvertently granted them. Now, what will they do with it?
Overtime, keeping with their scheme, they amass a massive, expansive library of information. Dirt on nearly every student, professor, people in town. S ranks and their valets, nobles, even some kings and queens. It really is amazing, what people are willing to say when they think no one is listening.
Then, an S rank fangirl pisses them off one day. That’s fine enough, happens more often than not. But when then woman starts harassing their familiar, the Akedian sees red. Within a few weeks, the fan girl’s deepest, most secret betrayal is circulating around the campus like wildfire. Her reputation is a wreck, her friendships are broken. How did anyone find out? She never told anyone, only her closest friend…
NGL, I think this student would be a more successful informant than J*sper. Spoilers for J*sper’s route, but that man has a whole ass disguise he has to maintain, plus whatever conversations and situations he finds himself in. He has to extract the information from the target. Meanwhile this Akedian closes their eyes, and the targets start just giving the information willingly.
Some students catch on, but know better than to expose the Akedian. Mainly because for a small fee, they can get whatever information they want.
“Yawwn. Study levitation magic if you want to pass the next exam.”
“Toa’s favourite candy is caramels. He’ll let you sneak out after curfew if you slide him a few, goodnight.”
“Sherry Invidia is growing a marijuana garden with Aquia Avari. Buy from Fenn, he’ll give you a discount.”
Tell me this wouldn’t be a fun character for a story Event??
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sweet cherry chapstick
pairing toxic!ellie + fem!reader
synopsis finding yourself in another late night "talk" with ellie, she reminds you of her jealousy and you can't help but counter it.
warnings eighteen plus content / minors do not interact. reader & ellie switch, cursing, dirty talk, dry humping, jealous/toxic ellie, possessive ish reader, rubbing through panties.
"feel like you're doin' this on purpose. you like makin' me watch you flirt with other girls, baby?"
she didn't seem to let a word escape from you, only wanting to hear those sweet noises you seemed to make when you rocked back and forth against her thigh.
the waxy, delicate taste of your own cherry chapstick coated your tongue, as did hers. ellie groaning at the sweetness, brushing her nose against yours.
using the hoops of your jeans to pull you deeper into a kiss, making sure you don’t catch a single breath between. her kisses rough, hungry to taste more of you. it doesn’t help how your hips already have a mind of their own, grinding down on her lap.
why was it that she always caught you in such a predicament? always in a time of need. something desperate of the sort. there was no denying of the heat pooling between your thighs just feeling her lips on yours. it didn't help that she could feel it too.
"been watchin' you for so long. can't keep you away anymore" you can hear her barely mumble out, lips trailing down your jaw. she watched as you let out a couple more moans, continuing to kiss along your jaw.
her hand found its way to the base of your ass, guiding you to rock faster against her, only making your whines grow louder. needier.
"do you even deserve to feel good, do you really think so?" you can feel her fingers creeping down your jeans, wrapping themselves along the lace of your panties. "I know you like me watchin'."
the reality is, you do. everything you do is for her entertainment. you know she watches your every move. your every kiss.. but you knew she would always end up taking it up with you. that's why you do what you do.
she finds it amusing. thinks it's cute that you're trying to get her jealous because, the fact is, she knows there's no one you'd ever want but her.
there was no one else you needed more than ellie.
"don't act like you don't do the same to me, williams." you managed to whisper, keeping your head tilted up so her kisses travel along your neck. "see you kissing those girls. I'd say that's worse than me flirting with them, hm?"
you could feel her grip on your panties tighten, pulling the lace off your skin just to let it sling back on your skin. a hiss was heard from you. the sting was as unexpected as her reaction to your mockery of her.
"what i do isn't your concern, sweetheart," ellie hummed against your skin, "but what you do is mine because you are mine."
the kisses are intoxicating, the reek of marijuana coming off from her clothes as they were slowly discarded from the scene, thrown off to the side.
but you were next; your shirt was pulled off your body, pants coming in just at second, the two of you making out under the moonlight in just your lacy undergarments.
"that's my girl.." you could hear her muffled moans in between your kisses, her quiet words of reassurances were enough to send shivers down your spine.
"god, just fucking kiss me," you mumbled out.
she gripped at your ass again, holding onto a thigh to wrap it around her hip. "so impatient already, baby?"
"c'mere, pretty. you loved to tease me, now you owe me." you felt your cheeks grow hot at her words. still straddling her hips, your hands cupped her cheeks firmly.
her eyes were droopy, soft. tired. she was on the high of marijuana and lust, that was no kidding.
With the grind of her hips, she started to rock against your lap, hiding your moans with her mouth.
Not many sounds were heard except for the creaks of your bed and the occasional breaths Ellie took every few seconds. Sweat beaded down her forehead, the ache between her legs bothering her just as much as yours did.
She couldn't ignore it anymore
“fuck, i need to feel you now,” she pulls away for another breath, pressing her forehead against yours. the bed had stopped creaking, the only sounds heard were your heavy pants.
it took her by surprise when you quickly understood her, towering over top of her body, sitting tall on her lap with a shy smile along your lips.
ellie never understood how your lips still looked inviting with lipstick smeared all over your face. you could say the same about her: the same lipstick marks on you matched hers.
spreading her legs a little wider, you cupped over her warm cunt softly, earning a quiet mumble from her. “don’t get used to this…” she whispered, putting her arms behind her neck as a headrest.
your hand presses harder against her, making sure your fingers apply pressure especially. "why can't i? you seem to be enjoying yourself, honey."
"bet your other girls don't touch you like i do, do they?" you teased her, speeding up the pace of your rubbing. "they don't touch you like i do because they aren't me"
moaning, she wraps her hands around your wrist trying to slow you down. only making you go faster against her.
you could feel the wetness of her boxers coating your fingers, the smell of her arousal getting you worked up.
"I know I'm the one you think of when you touch yourself. every night before you fall asleep, I'm what you think about." you could feel her getting closer to the edge.
"even when you fall asleep," you quickened your pace, keeping eye contact with her, "i'm your wet dream."
she's gasping for air this point. "fuck," thighs shaking around your hand, trying to fight against the edge you're bringing her to. her whines of your name making your smirk grow.
moving your face closer to hers, your lips brush against her cheek. kissing the soft skin just beside her lips, tasting the same cherry chapstick once again.
"and you're all mine."
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