#idia shroud x you

[viviennevermillion]

With an s/o who is a writer

notes: so we have this now

contains: character x gn!reader, established relationship

characters included: leona kingscholar, rook hunt, idia shroud, malleus draconia

warnings: none

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Okay so Leona is like, the last person in the cast who'd be into creative writing if it wasn't for the fact that he was dating a writer but he's supportive. He's got the spirit. Even if he has different priorities.

Literally comes into your room, sees you sitting at your laptop and working on a story and he's like: "Are ya winning?" He pulls a chair next to yours and rests his head on your shoulder, looking at your draft with you. "Tf am I supposed to be winning?", you chuckle and ruffle his hair, gently scratching his ear in the process. "I don't know, the recognition of the internet people or something. You were the one who said 'Spite can be a great writing motivation' if I recall correctly", he shrugs and presses a kiss to your cheek. "It's not a competition, you know?", you laugh and get up, shoving your chair to the side to sit on Leona's lap instead.

He doesn't mind just wrapping his arms around your waist and letting you sit on his lap while you write. He'll read along and rest his head on your shoulder from behind, wrapping his tail around you as well. Now you have a clingy oversized cat attached to you while you work on your latest project. Congrats. He probably falls asleep halfway through, not that you'd mind.

It took a while for you to feel comfortable to show Leona your writing, because the second prince of Sunset Savannah could be quite the judgemental person. Leona would never mock anything you cared about as soon as he started dating you but seeing his demeanor towards other people still made you hesitate. But Leona has been supportive of you ever since you talked to him about your passion, even if he doesn't quite get it. Honestly be glad Leona isn't someone who'd ever start writing because he's inspired by you, he would turn this into a competition.

If you post your works online, Leona makes an account on whatever platform you post them on solely to follow you and support you. If you work on something for several hours and get less notes than someone with two paragraphs Leona is more frustrated than you.

He originally just wanted to support you but he finds himself surprised at how the plot of your stories actually intrigues him and he's curious what happens next.

If you write poetry, he's less involved. He just doesn't get poetry. He's like "why don't they just say what they mean?"

If you ever get Leona to write anything it'd be literate roleplay. Only joins because you asked him but gets really into it halfway through. Wants to make his character cool and wants him to fight the other characters. He's like "this is my character, he's a king and he can do whatever he wants-"

Leona's stylistic device is using poetic descriptions in the same sentence with words like "bastard" and "shitfaced" and he somehow manages to actually pull this off

You took him to tabletop night with Idia and Azul once and he got himself perma-banned from Board Game Club because he fucked with their nerves so much that they never wanted to see him there again.

He's worried you might be mad at him at first. "Nah it was kinda funny", you reassure him, "though if we ever do this again it should probably just be the two of us..." Leona chuckles and pulls you close, pressing a kiss to your temple.

Rook writes poetry himself and he loves the arts so he's so on board with this.

But, listen. Rook is that one reader every writer wants but few of us actually get. He reads literally anything you write ever and he responds by sending you like a whole essay of his thoughts on the characters and the plot in depth and how it made him feel.

"Beauté", Rook tears up and pulls you into a hug, kissing your forehead enthusiastically, "I must thank you, mon chéri / ma chérie, by sharing the work you put your heart into with me and presenting me with the result of your creativity and passion; you have made my heart feel a little more complete and my mind more enlightened. Because you have chosen to let me view the beauty that is your prose and poetry, every day I get one step closer to truly call myself le chasseur d'amour! Truly extraordinary!" He takes your hands into his and looks deeply into your eyes as he tells you this; like he's confessing the full extent of his love to you. He cups your cheeks and kisses your lips softly, trying to convey all the feelings that overwhelm his heart and that words would never do justice to you.

He will gush about your works to Vil and Epel so much that they are tired of hearing about it.

He’d be happy if you tell him your thoughts about his poetry too. He writes a lot of it but he doesn’t really have anyone to talk about it with because most people just don’t get his poetry. But if you keep an open mind and give him some appreciation for what he wrote, Rook is so thankful and excited.

He’s so excited for anything new you write. “Feel free to notify me immediately once you’re finished with your newest chef-d'œuvre, even if it’s the middle of the night and I am asleep”, he smiles at you and kisses your hand. 

He’s not kidding, btw

He wakes up in the morning to see you snuggled up against him and he gives you a kiss on the forehead, waking you up softly. “Ugh…just 10 more minutes”, you groan and bury your face in his chest. Rook chuckles and runs his fingertips up and down your back. “You seem very tired, mon cœur”, he whispers and presses a kiss to your lips. You kiss back gently and wrap your arms around him. “Were you working on your newest oeuvre d'art until late at night again?”, he asks and shakes his head. He loves everything you make but he’d rather have you well-rested and comfortable. You confirm his suspicions with a tired nod. “Well, did you finish it?”, he asks. “Yes”, you mumble and try to hide from the rising sun by burying your face in his neck. “Didn’t I tell you to wake me up, so I can read it?”, he gets up and turns on your laptop, carrying it over to the bed so you can enter the password. “I thought you were exaggerating”, you shrugged and opened your finished project. “When have I ever exaggerated?”, Rook asks and wraps an arm around you while his eyes wandered across the document, “you should know best that all I express towards you is nothing but raw, unfiltered honesty.” You sigh. “Right, you have a point.”

Getting to read your newest work literally makes his day. Rook is your biggest fan definitely.

Okay you can't tell me Idia doesn't write fanfiction or at least read it. That man has been through every genre of fanworks.

You write? He admires that. You write fanfiction? Even better.

Send him soul-crushing angst of his favorite characters please, his reactions are so funny. He's like "why would you do this to my poor otaku heart HEFHHSJEHFHSBFDBSNFXNNENNSNR 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭"

He will literally commission you or request from you to write his ideas and surprise him with something he'd love.

He'd be like, kicking his legs and text you his live-reaction.

Idia is one of those people who request from you and make it so hyper-specific that you need to read into the lore of an entirely new game or anime just to even understand what exactly he wants. He'd send you "Can you write angst with this character if his love interest had the blood curse from the hit-game 'Below the 2nd Temple' but if the blood curse made you seek out the 5 goblets of wisdom and then drop dead. What would be their reaction to the one they love dearly leading such a pitiful existence? Oh and can you make the dragon from the sequel 'Below the 3rd Temple' appear at the end when the love interest runs out of horvathian gemstones?" and you sit there like what the fuck did he just say????

He's like "oh it's all on the official forum lore section" as if you're going to read in-depth lore for a game you never played just to write his angsty crossover AU.

"Why don't you write it yourself at this point?", you look at him and sigh. "But I love your works", Idia wraps his arms around you from behind and kisses your cheek repeatedly, pulling you into his lap.

He will absolutely try to bribe you into writing it. He'll offer you kisses and a nice, warm bath and a massage....whether you fall for it is up to you.

But he's so happy when he gets the final result. He geeks out about it to Azul who understands even less about the request than you when you first started working on it.

Idia would also do semi-literate and literate roleplay with you online.

Overall loves that you're a writer and will support you whenever you need it. Idia can actually be pretty creative himself so when you struggle to continue and lack an idea, he might just deliver exactly what you need.

Malleus has read many books throughout his lifetime. Be it biographies, fiction or textbooks about all kinds of topics. Most of them were outdated and the writing style of the novels he’s read has long since gone out of fashion. 

Malleus is mostly unfamiliar with the modern way of writing stories. Hell, many of the things he’s read have been written with a magical pen and ink. The Briar Valley castle libraries contain many books that are unique and don’t have any other copies in the whole world. The newer ones were written on a typewriter. 

He’s super interested when you tell him you write as a hobby for the first time. He’s seen many printed books since coming to Night Raven College but watching you just pull out your laptop and write a whole story in just a couple of hours is fascinating to him. He lets you sit on his lap and wraps his arms around you. He rests his head on your shoulder or against your head and watches as the words just seem to spill onto the pages. He reads along and asks you a couple of questions in the meantime, still being careful not to distract you though. 

“Why did the king say this to his daughter?”, Malleus asks with a surprised expression, “is he hiding something?” You chuckle. “You’ll find that out in about five chapters”, you turn around a bit to be able to press a sweet kiss to his lips. Malleus smiles and puts his hands on his hips. “And when do I get to read those?”, he asks and you let out a sigh. “Only god knows”, you bury your head in your hands, “if the heavens decide to randomly inject me with whatever writer steroids I was on when I wrote the first three chapters, it might be tomorrow after an all-nighter and an unholy amount of coffee. If things don’t go well it could be next New Year’s Day.” “But it’s January…”, Malleus sighs.

He’s always the first to witness all the frustrations that come with being a writer. He finds it amusing but he also hopes you always find the motivation and productivity you want. 

If you write poetry, Malleus always reads it with great interest, trying to search for messages within the lines. Before the two of you got together, this was how he’s been trying to look for hints of your feelings for him.

He’s so unfamiliar with the modern world that sometimes he finds out way later that something you mentioned in your works is in fact not a fictional thing you made up. He’ll smile at you and tell you how creative you are for coming up with all this fantastic and wondrous stuff and then you rent an apartment with him to stay at during your fourth year internships. “Wait, you’re telling me roombas are real???”, he just stares at the little apparatus cleaning your living room floor in awe. You raise an eyebrow: “You thought they were fake?” He just stares at you with a slightly confused expression.

Malleus is actually pretty easily motivated to write something himself. And he’s good at it too, given his eloquent way of speaking and writing that has been taught to him at a young age due to him being a prince. He has so many in-depth thoughts, it’s pretty easy for him to make detailed descriptions of something and bring a story to life. He projects a lot too. Like, you know him too well and you just know exactly where the lines in the story about the lonely gargoyle just wishing for a friend or for anyone to care about his feelings come from. But that’s a conversation for another day. 

[dollwritesarchive]

If you are still acepting ideas for kinktober, maybe sexual mindbreak (kinda like brainwashing by pleasure???) with any character of your liking from Twisted Wonderland? Or public casual cockwarming? ....AAAAAaaAa I hope those aren't too weird or hardcore

yes!! omg don’t worry love, not at all too weird or hardcore 💕 i chose mindbreak because i already have a cockwarmimg fic for kinktober & i chose idia because i’ve been itching to write some crazy yandere idia!!

𝒷𝑒𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝑜𝓈𝓈𝒾𝒷𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓉𝒾𝑒𝓈 𝒸𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝓇𝓊𝑒 ( 𝒾 𝓉𝑜𝑜𝓀 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓅𝑜𝓈𝓈𝒾𝒷𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓎𝑜𝓊 ) ⎹ 𝓘.𝓢.

❝ ғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ⤻ twisted wonderland / kinktober 2022 / @dollsotome-library

❝ ғᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs ⤻ yandere idia shroud x reader ( f! )

❝ ʀᴀᴛɪɴɢ ⤻ nsfw! none of my writings are meant for anyone under the age of 18, and any minors interacting will be blocked on site.

❝ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs ⤻ dark fic, dubcon turned consensual, mindbreak, past bondage mention, idia has some homemade toys for reader, overstimulation and multiple orgasms, anal and vaginal penetration, suggested hostage / stockholm syndrome

❝ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ⤻ 1.3k / mini musing

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Idia was terrified of being away from you. just the thought of you left unsupervised on campus with your fellow classmates was enough to send him into a fit of jealousy— he wished he could go with you to every class and ensure that not a one even spoke to you, but the need to stay hidden was just as overwhelming.

still, he knew what a gem he had in you, and surely the others could see it, too.

what if they tried to steal you from him?

he couldn’t let that happen.

that was why he’d brought you to his dorm, and you’d never left. with tablet in hand, as he sat as his desk, he watched your visage squirm on the bed in the other room. he could hear you moaning from the open door to his left, and every single time you’d call out for him he wanted to sprint to you, attack you, and bury himself so deep inside you that you felt him in your bones. but every time, he’s restrained himself. you hadn’t been ready.

however, when you cried out this time, and your back arched off the bed, he could hear the desperation for him in your voice, and he knew you were ready.

his hands were shaking, so he gripped the tablet with one and shoved the other in his hoodie when he meandered into the bedroom— he knew the second he caught sight of you squirming on his bed he was done for. one hand up against the pillow, and the other gripping your own breast, your hips were rutting up into the air, and his little project, two thick and pumping dildos fastened to a makeshift chastity belt, was whirring at the speed he’d set. you’d endured so many orgasms today alone that there was already a puddled wet patch of sheets under you, and your thighs glistened with sweat and essence. from where he stood in the doorway, he could see the base of each, thrusting into you at opposite rhythms, keeping both of your holes occupied. and then there were the vibrators: three high powered, blue bullets that he’d modified with tacky, flat bases that were stuck to your body— one glued to your clit beneath the waistband of the device, and the other two sucking on either nipple.

the goal had been to override your brain with so much pleasure that it simply malfunctioned. and, by the glassy look in your eyes and the drunken half smile on your lips when you saw him watching you, it’d worked. maybe he’d even overdone it.

his eyes fall to your wrists. he made a mental note that the rope burn had almost completely healed. restraints were no longer needed, you didn’t tell him that you wanted to go back to your own dorm anymore, you didn’t beg for him to turn the device down or to let you go back to class.

“I—Idia…!” you mewl, grinding into the air.

Idia took his time though, taking slow steps into the room, and his golden gaze drops to the tablet in his hand; one swipe of his thumb and he’d switched over to the device’s accompanying app, and he rolled the pad of his finger along the virtual dial. the machinery whines in response, pumping into you faster and harder. “It’s hard to focus on doing both of our assignments when you moan that pretty,” he muttered, but he was breathless. you gasp, and your head drops back, and his heart skips a beat. “You’re… so damn distracting…” he comes closer, watching you with hungry eyes, and his free hand comes up, pushing wild blue flames away from his face. they hiss in submission, curling behind his ears and down his back as he sits on the bed beside your writhing form. “Should I make you another cock to suck on while I work to quieten you down?” but truth be told, he didn’t want to do that. if he couldn’t hear you moaning, whimpering, screaming out in ecstasy— then it wasn’t worth it.

you push your lower lip out in a heart-melting pout, trying to force your heavily lidded eyes to stay open so you can look up at him, “Mmm— missed you…” you pant, both of your hands grabbing at his hoodie, trying to pull him closer. “Missed— you—“

heart pounding, fingers twitching, Idia’s eyes are alight with joy to hear how needy you sounded, and feel you pawing for him. “Say that again.” it was almost a plea as he scoots closer, dropping the tablet against the ocean of sheets. both hands grab and cradle your face.

“I missed you!” you moan, eyes threatening to roll back from how furiously you were being stretched and filled.

the confession alone is enough to have his cock twitching against his thigh, and he leans closer, until he can feel your hot, little puffs of breath on his mouth. “You want me to stay with you?” you nod, squirming, “Beg me, baby.”

“Please, Idia, mmnn, please please stay with me!”

“And you don’t ever want to leave me?”

you shake your head, brows knitting together. your breathing was ragged, and your toes kept curling, the muscles in your thighs and your belly contracting— you were on the brink of another orgasm.

“You’ll… never… ever… leave me.” he rasps out, lips ghosting over yours as he forms each word. you’re desperate to taste his lips, your own parting and trying to catch his, whispering each word he says under your breath as if reciting a mantra. “You’re mine. You’re happy to be mine.”

“I’m happy, fuck, Idia, I’m so happy!” another nod, and you hold on to his hoodie for dear life, “Kiss me, please,” you whine, “kiss…”

it was beyond tempting, and his tongue flicks at his couplet in anticipation, but he merely stares at your expression as your eyes close, before pressing an open mouthed kiss to your temple. “You’re close, aren’t you, baby?” he asks, and he glances to the tablet on the bed as you nuzzle your face into his neck. you didn’t even mind when the flames of his bangs flicked at your cheeks, you peppered his cool skin in loving, sloppy kisses instead. “So close…” with your face smushed against his throat, you nod, fervent, and he reaches over to tap twice on the screen of his tablet.

the device slowed to a stop, and you began to fidget, babbling in protest and trying to rock against the toys. “W—wait, wait, wait, I—“

“Shh,” Idia replies, kissing all over your forehead, willowy digit tapping another button and swiping; the machine releases from your body, toys pulling out, and then falls against the bed, “shh, baby, hold on to it. Don’t let it slip,” he’s already shoving the device aside and peeling out of his hoodie, nudging himself between your trembling, open legs, “this one is mine. I want to fuck it out of you myself.”

you stare up at him, eyes glazed and mouth hanging open. you’re happy. “I’m yours.” you whimper.

you’re happy.

you’re so fucking happy to be his.

[villainessprefect]

~Tell It to My Heart~

title: Late Night With You

Prompt #2: Ending a phone call with an accidental “love you”

Idia x gn!reader

Read on AO3

Your eyes glide to the clock at the corner of the screen. You watch as the seconds literally tick by and bite back a sigh once you realize how late it's gotten. If the darkness enveloping your room and the main source of light coming from your computer wasn't obvious that it was well past your bedtime.

"It's getting late," you say. It is late, you mentally correct yourself.

"And?" Comes a voice from your headphones. You roll your eyes at his response. "It's not like we're doing anything tomorrow."

"You're not. I am." You fiddle with your mic that's connected to your headset. "Unless if you want to show up to class with me?"

You hear something akin to a huff and can practically feel his eye roll.

"Hard pass. These drop rates are harder than pulling for a limited edition SSR character and we're only given a week to grind for them? An event like this won't get a rerun for at least a year or two. It's now or never."

You shake your head and let out a yawn. Leave it to Idia to find importance in an online game. You don't doubt that he's right, but you're not a hardcore gamer like him. Life calls whether you want it to or not and you have to answer it.

"You make a convincing argument. Think you can get enough for me too?"

"Do you know who you're talking to? When I'm done we'll have enough materials to make a second set of weapons for display," he says with a chuckle.

A smile inches on your face at the sound. A shame that you can't hear it in person. It sounds better compared to the slightly muffled version in your ears.

"Thanks. We still on for Saturday? That's when the drop rates increase, right?"

"Yeah. I'll send you better armor so we can one-shot those raids too."

"Cool." You feel another yawn coming your way and barely manage to hold it back. You rub your eyes and feel a little guilty for not holding much of a conversation. To be fair though, keeping your eyes open isn't easy even with the blaring light of a laptop shining on your face. "Okay, I can't be up much longer. You should be heading to bed soon even if you're not going to show up for class."

"Eh? No way. I can do this all night!"

"I'll message Ortho," you threaten with a grin. Idia falls silent and you can imagine him glancing back to look at his brother. The image makes you chuckle. It wouldn't be the first time you'd manage to get Ortho to get Idia to bed. "Kidding. Anyway, see you later, Idia. Love you."

You pull off your headset and place it on your desk. You log off your account and then the laptop's screen fades to black. A whine escapes you as you're forced to adjust to the sudden darkness.

You stretch your limbs as you stand from your chair. Carefully, you navigate the walk from desk to bed. It's a short path but you don't know what lies hiding in the dark. Thankfully, your mission is successful and you land in bed with a thud.

Grim rolls around beside you, muttering something in his sleep. The monster doesn't wake, surprisingly, and you take a moment to run a hand through his fur. He purrs, getting cozy underneath your touch, and nestles closer to you. Then he mumbles something about tuna.

"Sweet dreams..." You breathe out. With one last yawn, you shut your eyes.

Only to have them shoot open as your body jerks itself upward.

"Oh my god..." You gasp, a hand flying to your mouth. You can feel your cheeks burning, your heart racing a mile a minute.

Did you...Did you really just tell Idia you love him?

You totally did not just do that.

Idia is frozen in his chair with wide eyes. He feels like a cat that's just been spooked as he repeats your goodbye over and over in his mind. Those two little words you uttered could easily OHKO him. And if you were right in front of him, he really would have died on the spot.

Idia pulls his hands off his keyboard to cover his face. His room is enveloped in a soft blue glow that stems from his hair. Now it begins to flash a light pink. His cheeks began to match the new color surrounding him.

"Th-They didn't mean to say that..." He tells himself. "I-It's late and they're just tired. Yeah. Th-That's it. N-No way they'd tell me that. Besides that's not a way they would confess..."

Not that he's thought about you confessing to him. Well, he has. A bit. Okay, more than he's ever willing to admit. And he's not going to go off about how he imagines it happening underneath a cherry blossom tree after school with flowers sparkling around your image.

"They're right, i-it's getting late..." Idia tries to calm his nerves while logging out of his game. His fingers are set on autopilot as your voice echoes in his head.

Even as he finds himself in bed, curling underneath the covers, he can't fall asleep. You are on his mind now more than ever. His heart bounces around his chest, making him feel giddy while his mind fights against it, scolding it and being realistic about your words being a tired mistake.

Regardless of which one wins, he's definitely not going out tomorrow.

Oh. That brings up another problem. Instead of looking forward to playing with you, now he's dreading it.

What the hell is going to happen on Saturday?!

[arashrita]

Twisted Wonderland incorrect quotes #1

MC: Do you know what's the biggest difference between you and me?

Idia: Other than you being a suicidal idiot and caring for random strangers? No.

MC: ...There is one other thing.

Idia: And that is?

MC: I hope for the best and wish for good luck and you hope for the worst and wish for bad luck.

Idia: That is...

MC: Highly offensive?

Idia: .............

[axica-cattleya]

Idia’s teeth

I am down horrendous

[idinyaarchive]

a rough fuck while he rants about inconclusive results from the overblot tests,

.

standing by his side, disheveled hair and makeup smeared in patterns of pleasure

a smug grin never leaving his face as he relays his findings to the staff ☺️

[lovesick-desires]

Idia Shroud Yandere Alphabet

Requested by me cause I’m coping after rolling 153 times for Suitor Idia and not getting him-

Warnings: Yandere behavior, stalking, cyberstalking (cameras, tracking device, etc), mention of non-con, murder, biting, obsessive behavior, kidnapping, drugging, verbal abuse, death, stockholm syndrome, mentions of emotional abuse

If you are uncomfortable with any of these topics, please do not read under the cut!

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

❥ Idia is a social outcast so he is definitely not the best at showing his love. He usually does through love bites and cuddles or pulling you into his lap as he’s playing video games.

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

❥ He’s not the biggest fan of blood. He usually finds other ways of getting rid of people in his way that don’t involve murder.

❥ However, if he feels the need to get messy, he will get very messy.

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

❥ He would not treat you poorly and try his best to keep you happy.

❥ However, if you are being a brat, he might mock you for a failed escape attempt once in a while:

“Can’t get out? There’s no cheat code for you here, darling. Hehehe!”

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

❥ He would never do anything against their will sexually as he has his morals in that department.

❥ However, he would definitely take your right in anything else (seeing friends, going outside, etc.)

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

❥ Idia is fully aware you could try and manipulate him to escape so he keeps his guard up at first once he first kidnapped you.

❥ However, over time, he would put his guard down and fully trust you if you behave well enough.

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

❥ Not surprised. He understands you are scared as he is very aware what he is doing is wrong but just doesn’t care.

❥ If you keep starting fights with him, he will get agitated:

“Stop trying to pick fights with me. It’s like a level one player fighting a level 100 boss! It’s just annoying…”

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

❥ Of course not, he doesn’t want to have to go outside if he doesn’t have to, especially to chase you! He’s not the most physically active person.

❥ Besides, he genuinely loves you and wants you to be happy with him.

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

❥ If you were to escape the room and make him chase you down or smash his gaming equipment, he would be enraged. You would watch as his hair turns from a soft blue to a blazing orange as he berates you for your behavior.

❥ After he realizes what he did or sees you start sobbing out of fear, he almost instantly calms down and tries to comfort you:

“H-Hey! I-I’m sorry! P-Please don’t cry! Calm down, my charisma stats aren’t high enough for this s-side quest!”

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

❥ This man’s bar is literally on the floor. He just wants you and him to be happy together. That’s it. Also no kids, he doesn’t want to have kids.

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

❥ Oh boy, does he get jealous?! Of course he does!

❥ He is probably one of the most jealous yanderes in TWST (besides Riddle and Vil).

❥ One day, he was watching through the various cameras around NRC that he has hacked into only to watch you hug and laugh with those two first years, Ace and Deuce.

❥ This guy is fucking jealous as all hell. He wished he could talk to you like that. He watches his screen in jealously as he mumbles to himself:

“Hell, if only I had the charisma stats to talk to them like that… Ugh, this is so rigged…”

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

❥ If he has not kidnapped you, he is very shy and prefers to watch from the shadows. This man has 0 social skills.

❥ If he has kidnapped you, he is more chill around you since by then he gets to know you better.

❥ As I’ve said, he is not the best at showing his love, especially with words. So he tends to make things for you with his skills like little robots and stuff like that.

Love Letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

❥ Oh boy, he was a flustered mess we he went to talk to you for the first time. Towards the end of the convo, he almost had his head in his hands to hide his face.

❥ After a while of talking to you, he tends to get more comfortable with you, making him even more obsessed with you.

❥ After preparing a script that Ortho helped him write and everything, he asks you out. He is a flustered stuttering mess through the whole thing.

❥ If you accept him, he is so shocked he might faint! Were his stats finally high enough from all the discussions he had with you?! He is over the moon!

"W-Wait, for real? Y-You said yes?! O-Oh wow, I-I-I... *incoherent gibberish*"

❥ If you reject him, however, he is a sad boy. He doesn't act and kidnap you right away since he knows that will create suspicion. He is good at stealth missions in games so he knows the tactics he has to play.

❥ He waits for the word that you rejected him to die out after the next few weeks before finding you alone without your little companion, Grim, and snatches you up before you even notice it.

❥ You probably should have taken note to the funny smell coming from your water bottle before you drank from it. You hear a voice before you pass out to the floor of the Ramshackle dorm:

"Hehehe, mission complete."

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

❥ Not really, he's the same hermit otaku just a little more creepy.

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

❥ He doesn't believe in punishment because he doesn't think it changes anything and only instills fear into his darling. He might get mad and yell but immediately apologize afterwards.

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

❥ Everything. Seeing friends, going outside, everything. Good luck trying to convince him to lessen his leash because he would probably only tighten it.

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

❥ He knows patience is key and that he shouldn't rush through this. Getting you is not a time sensitive mission to him.

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

❥ If you try to leave, just know you aren't getting far.

❥ Even if you "successfully" escape, you probably aren't aware of the chip he got put in between your shoulder blades under your skin. Don't worry, he will be with you soon.

❥ The only possible way out is death, either his or your own. Trust me, you aren't gonna be able to kill him, especially since he knows magic and you won't. Also this man like doesn't sleep so good luck trying to kill him when he is "asleep". ❥ If you die, he would never forgive himself and probably never get over your death, especially if it was by something he could prevent. It would eat him up inside.

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

❥ At first, yes. He would quickly realize after kidnapping you he should have prepared better. What if someone found out he took you? What if someone saw him take you?! He is full of paranoia

❥ After a while, his guilt subsides after realizing there is no backing out of this mission.

❥ Oh and trust me, he will never let you go. This man is dependent on you for a majority of his happiness.

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

❥ Being a shut-in and watching others develop friendships and relationships made him jealous until he saw you and it all clicked. He needed you.

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

❥ Please don't cry and scream as Idia does not like loud noises. He understands you are scared and he tries his best to calm you down:

"H-Hey! P-Please don't scream! I-I'm not gonna hurt you!"

❥ If you try and isolate yourself, he understands. He knows you are scared but doesn't mind if you don't speak much since he is an introvert.

❥ If he has not kidnapped you and you keep avoiding him, he gets worried about you and starts stalking your social media to see if he can find any sort of vent posts about something bugging you.

❥ He might even reach out to you via text and ask you what's going on.

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

❥ He is more of a non-confronting yandere. He avoids fights and arguments at as cost. He does not know how to fight or even talk his way out of an argument.

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

❥ You could exploit his kindness after he starts to let his guard down but you might already be attached to him since he has only wanted the best for you, right?

Wit’s End: Would they ever hurt their darling?

❥ No. Point blank no. He refuses to lay a harmful hand on you.

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

❥ He's shy about it to you but inside, he loves you so much. He would do anything he possibly could to make you love him just as much as he loves you. ANYTHING.

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

❥ If you treat him like utter shit while he has you in his loving care, he will snap after so many hits to his mental health from you. He will only resort to verbal and emotional abuse, but never physical.

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

❥ Probably not unless you snap from being devoid of the outside world. He tries his best to make you happy, he really does.

[captainjacklyn]

How would idia react when fem!crush places her minecraft bed beside his ?

Imagine fem!crush breaking into his room and playing minecraft together with idia.

Boy I will never stop bullying this man.

Ever.

A/N : sorry for answering so late real life as kept me busy and I know you must have waited for a very long time. Thank you for requesting though ! I do hope you enjoy this hcs.

Warning(s) : cussing and that's it. Maybe fire-

Pairing : Idia shroud x fem!reader (pronouns for the reader will be she/her)

Idia's Fem!crush places her Minecraft bed next to his :

you/reader : "Hey whassup ?"

idia : "...."

you/reader : "Lemme put my Minecraft bed next to yours."

idia : "WHAT THE FU-"

Ok first things first.

this basic white ass boy with blue who likes anime was just chilling in his room playing some games when all of the sudden you come in-

AND PROCEED TO ENTER BY KICKING THE DAMN DOOR DOWN !

you looked damn serious too, I expected you to scream "Here is Johny" and leave.

Meanwhile Idia is having a loading sign on his head as he tries to process the string of events.

...

Ok..

This is taking longer than expected...

Idia ?

Idia are you alive ?

HOLY MOTHER OF THE HEAVENLY LORD-

Dear god I better get a raise for this one.

As expected he turns into a blazing inferno of pink flames and broken sentences.

You get to do what you asked for because oh boy he is just a little mountain of ash at this point.

*next day*

Kicks the door down for the millionth time

"I wish to bare your child."

[azlrse]

➳ their last "i love you" (an idia shroud x GN!reader oneshot)

summary: it's said that the prefect from ramshackle dorm has feelings for the housewarden of ignihyde, he didn't receprocated their feelings and been chasing him ever since.

cw: major angst w/ a hint of fluff, implied s*icide (but didn't do), chapter 6 spoilers (I didn't reach that book yet so it maybe inaccurate), ooc idia (?) & implied death.

a/n: idia shroud, the loml <333

"Aww come on, Idia don't be such a buzz kill! You know I really like you and if I'm honest, you're literally the most handsome guy I've ever met!"

"No m-matter how much you flatter me, I w-won't say it front of you and that's final!"

The housewarden quickly fasten his pace as soon as his classes had ended. At first, he was about to attend the class remotely due to his huge dislike for crowds and being together with so many people in one room. This concept alone brought him so much distress and can feel his anxiousness creeping through his body. As the bell rang, signifying that the class being held for today was finished, he got up fast from his seat, gathered all his things and quickly ran for the door before the hallways are filled with noisy students.

He was excited to go back to his dorm and grind for his games when all of the sudden, he saw you running towards him, a smile appeared on your face. As he saw you, he stopped himself from getting flustered as his hair began to shift it's color. You really are the most adorable person he saw within his eyes. His polar opposite and didn't believe that he had a huge crush on the student that has been talked about all the time.

"Awww that's a bummer but I won't stop until you admitted that you also like me or even better, you love me!" Idia rolled his eyes in annoyance, lifting up the hood of his hoodie to cover up his head. No, not because he was annoyed by you and your constant nagging but because he didn't want you to see how much your words made him so fluttered. He was thankful that his hoodie covered his long hair that turned hot pink, same goes for his face, beet red from the intense feelings he felt from your words.

It was pure torture for the housewarden himself. He does want to confess on how much he really liked you. Considering that the two of you are the closest of friends before and constantly daydreams about what's it like to be married to you and starting a life together as a family (and if you want, to have kids that looks just like you and Idia) but it's not easy for him. He didn't want to loose the only person who cared for him aside from Ortho.

And true to your words, you didn't stop chasing him around.

In the school grounds, the courtyard, or even on the wide field at the back to the school, you are always there to pester him. He would always run away from you, earning some questioning stares from the other students. It's been like that from the past few weeks, you constantly waiting for him outside of his classroom or his room and kept on confessing to him. Being the stubborn man he is, his answer was the same.

On a particular day, you eavesdropped on the conversation he had with his younger brother. "Brother, you should move on. If they see you like this, they won't like it seeing you this sad." Idia sobbed on his gaming chair, his game paused and his table was littered with so many energy drinks, keeping him awake from the last 48 hours. His eyebags worsen as soon as he started crying when his cybernetic brother mentioned them. "I can't Ortho, I can't loose them! I-I already lost you, I don't want to let them g-go! If I didn't overblotted, n-none of these could have happened to them!" He sobbed, hugging his brother as Ortho started to pat his back as a way to comfort him.

The pats alone eases him a bit, reminding them that they always used this technique to comfort him whenever he had his anxiety came up, same goes for head pats and their words of support. He closed his eyes and smiled a bit and that when sleep finally took over him. You smiled in contentment, seeing Ortho tucking in his brother and left the room, surpassing you from the hallway of his dorm. You went to his bed and kissed his forehead and spoke a small 'good night' before finally leaving his bedroom.

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"You should forget about that student Idia." Idia is startled by you as he placed a bouquet of flowers at the entrance of the once happy dorm. It gives off an ominous vibe, considering that a certain cat has been transferred to another dorm but for the memory of a certain student, the headmage ordered all students to maintain the once abandoned dorm. "Seeing you like this breaks my heart. Go find someone else to be with you, someone whom you cherish and love and can give you a family of your own."

He went quiet. He stood up from his kneeling position and turns around to face you. You can see some tear streaks on his face as his face contorted into anger. "It's not easy to move on, (y/n). Especially when that person means alot to you." He started walking towards the gate that surrounds the entire area but stopped on his tracks. "I won't say it, no matter how many times you'll ask." And just like that, he disappears in your view, making you a bit sadden when he couldn't just tell you the truth.

"Idia..."

. ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙　✩　*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ .

He couldn't stop his thoughts about you. His sleep schedule has worsen and no matter how his younger brother pushed him to go outside and attend his classes in person, he still refuses to do so. All he could think about is you. On a particular day, he couldn't go to sleep. He got up from the soft mattress that gave him comfort from the last few weeks as his eyes landed on the picture frame that was placed on his table, downside to make the picture more obscured.

It brought him great sadness everytime he saw that picture.

For the sake of his flunking grades, he finally decided to hear his brother's words to attend his classes on person but something was off as soon as his classes had ended. You weren't there on your usual spot outside of his classroom. While he ran and calling out for your name, many of the students looked at him in pity but didn't bothered telling him that he's crazy or being weird. They knew that he was still grieving. He called out for you nervously and when you didn't showed up, he quickly ran to find you, pushing his peers out of his way while ignoring their angry screams towards him.

His own heartbeat racing as he tries of find you, every corner and hallway as his eyes can see. His legs growing numb but he ignored it, sweat embedded on his head as he calls for you name. The last place he will find you was in the Ramshackle Dorm. Oh how he felt so relieved when he saw you, gazing upon the tombstone that was obscured by so many trinkets and flowers. You look at him with a smile as he panted and his lungs intaking alot of air.

"So you're finally gonna say it?" Idia only glared at you and stomped his way towards you. "You- you scared me to death! I thought that you left me there all alone in that hallway!" You shook you head, knowing that he avoided your question. You took his hand and interwined it with yours. "You didn't answer my question, Idia. Will you say it?"

....

"No."

You sighed sadly, placing the trinkets and flowers on the side that obscured the name on the newly carved tombstone. Idia's eyes began to water when he saw the tombstone for the first time.

Here lies (y/n),

Student and a great friend.

May they rest in peace.

"Idia... Listen to me..." he couldn't bring himself to look at you. His eyes begin to water and his knees starting to gave up on him as he cried loudly over someone's grave. Not just any grave but yours and it was difficult for Idia to accept that the only person who accepted him was gone, all because of what happened on the Island of Woe.

He still blames himself because of your untimely death, even after so many days has passed. Another curse was placed upon himself; he will never forgive himself, forever walking the grounds with your death as his burden. He felt so selfish if he doesn't say those words, keeping you in the mortal world where you soul would be trapped if your wishes aren't fulfilled.

"It's been 49 days since I've passed and if I couldn't pass on as the sun sets, I'll be forever trapped here, walking around these grounds for eternity. So please Idia," You said, caressing his face. "Say that you love me." The final string that holds him for 7 weeks has finally snapped, he sobbed and cried, holding your waist as he didn't want you to pass on. "It's unfair for you, (y/n)!! You chased me around like I was some kind of relic in the games we played, only for you to die before I could confess. I should've protected you back there and there's no way I could forgive myself because of your demise!" You quietly approached him, wiping his tears with your hands.

He can describe that feeling as your hands touch his face; it's warm and peaceful, just like the times when you cuddled with him during your sleepover with the shut-in. "I'm so sorry, Idia." You apologized but he didn't just accepted your apology nor deserve such forgiveness from you. "I don't want you to leave me here! If you leave this place then take me with you! Please I beg of you!"

"....no Idia, you can't come with me..."

He looked at you, tears continuously streamed from his face as the base of his hoodie formed a wet patch from his tears. You sadly smiled at him, tears also formed from your eyes. "You need to be strong for me, everyone here on NRC needs you and that includes your brother, not to mention your family back at the island. Just this time, be honest with your feelings, Gloomurai."

You placed a kiss on his forehead and to your happiness, a smile has formed on his face. Without hesitation, he pulled you in a hug and spoke the words you've always wanted to hear.

"I love you, prefect. I've always loved you since the day you accepted me." As he said those words, little specks of glitter like dust began to surround your entire body as you ascended towards the skies. "Idia, if you want to remember me, always visit my grave here at the dorm I used to call home." He still held you tightly, unable to let you go after he confessed his feelings for you. However, there's one more request Idia has for you before letting you go to enjoy your newfound freedom.

"Please watch over me and Ortho, will you player 2?" You nodded as you caressed his face for the last time, remembering that the face you held was none other than the man you truly loved. "Yes I will, love. Just remember that I loved you so much, I'll never forget you." Before you completely disappeared from his grasp, you gave him a kiss on his lips, making him a bit surprised but quickly melted as he kisses you back.

He pulls away from you and places his forehead on your own to feel your presence for the last time as the last bit of shining dust had descended, making your body disappear in his arms. As he watched the skies, Idia finally felt the weight on his shoulders has lifted but he still misses you. Now, his life's regret is that he couldn't confess to you earlier because of his self-doubt and crippling anxiety.

Now all alone, he walked back to his dorm and have to deal with his younger brother's scolding on how worried he was for him. Idia ensures that he's fine, telling Ortho that it's just his anxiety acting up. Entering the room that brought so many memories with you, his eyes landed on the table where the picture frame that was faced downside. Finally contented, he lifted up the picture frame that held the picture of the person whom he loved from the past year.

It was a picture of you two during the day where he was saved by you and the others during the wedding that Princess Eliza held, smiling lovingly as you fawn over him on how handsome he looks on a suit.

The lingering sadness was still there but he felt on a state of happiness for you, now in peace and was watching over him, his brother and their friends from the heavenly gates.

[heavily based from the manga "49th Confession"]

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contains: character x gn! reader, pets are allowed in the dorms in this one

characters included: kalim, epel, idia, malleus

warnings: none

Kalim is ecstatic about this idea. The first time you suggest this to him, he's so happy; smiling brightly at you and spinning you around in a hug.

He instantly wants to tell Jamil all about it. The latter is a little concerned about Kalim's ability to take care of a small animal; remembering all the times Kalim struggled to take care of himself without Jamil needing to step in.

"Oh we could adopt a camel! Or an elephant!", Kalim is already looking up suitable pet names on the internet. You take his hand in yours and squeeze it. "Kalim, my dear, I was thinking more of....you know...something the average person can actually take care of", you explain carefully and sigh.

The two of you eventually decide on getting a puppy. Very fitting for Kalim, whom you have once referred to as "the human version of a golden retriever".

You know that scene in the beginning of "Bolt" where Penny picks up puppy Bolt for the first time? That's Kalim, walking into the pet shop and staring at the puppies with such a bright, happy gleam in his eyes. You can't help but want to capture this moment, so you take a photo of him; Kalim gladly indulging you. He smiles into the camera whilst holding one of the small dogs up, petting it gently.

"So...got your eyes on one yet?", you ask, pressing a kiss to Kalim's cheek.

Kalim is gonna take home the puppy that's most active out of the ones in the bunch, much to Jamil's disapproval. But Kalim can hardly say no to his newfound little friend, the way the puppy immediately brings him one of the toys running around and expects Kalim to play with it.

Kalim loves that dog so much the second he takes it home. He loves cuddling it and playing with it. Sadly, though to no one's surprise, Kalim has absolutely 0 grasp on the dog and it will not perceive him as an authority figure whatsoever. If you want it to be potty trained, to stop jumping up and down at people due to excitement and not steal the other dorm member's shoes and chew on them? Congrats, that's your job now!

Kalim and you often take walks with your puppy.

It sleeps in Kalim's room so when you're staying over, holding Kalim in your arms and trying to sleep in on the weekends; expect a small dog to join you in your attempts to cuddle or try to catch your attention.

Kalim picked the most stubborn, active dog they had and now you're going to have to try and get it to listen to you. Crowley already complained 5 times.

Epel would love the idea of adopting a pet with you. He has a soft spot for animals. He's just worried about his dorm leader and knows that Vil would hardly be keen on the idea of having a pet at Pomefiore dorm. So if possible, the pet will stay with you most of the time.

Epel holds your hand all the way to the pet shop. "Okay, so, I'll need something that won't make a lot of noise, won't carry Vil's belongings anywhere, won't 'mess up my makeup' apparently and something that preferably doesn't walk around the dorm", Epel sighs and looks around the store.

His choice is made when he looks at the bunnies they have for sale. Epel used to have bunnies as a kid and he still likes them and finds them cute.

You chuckle after looking around the store alone for a while, finding your boyfriend near the bunny cage, holding a small, white rabbit that seems to have fallen asleep on his arm. "This one", he says excitedly.

Epel would refuse to name his bunny something "cutesy". You'll have to deal with name suggestions such as "Skullcrusher" and "Thundering Fury".

He's so happy to share this experience with you.

When he brings the bunny back to the dorm for the first time, Rook makes an off-handed comment about 'hunting', causing Epel to clutch the small creature and shield it from Rook. "Leave skullcrusher alone, I'm warning you", Epel tells him and Vil raises an eyebrow. "You named it skullcrusher?", his disappointment is obvious with his tone and he turns to you, "and you didn't stop him?" You shrug and smile. "He seemed very happy."

Epel takes good care of the rabbit and he loves sitting on the couch, snuggled up to you, holding the little bunny in his arms.

He wants to make its enclosure as nice as possible for it, buying little toys and tunnels to keep it entertained.

Panics if it ever escapes and runs around the dorm. Partly because he's scared he won't find it again or that it might get hurt, partly because Vil is NOT going to like that.

"Calm down", you put a hand on his shoulder, "we try all possible options first before we panic." You grab your things and start looking with him.

He's very relieved when your shared pet is back in your care. Vil actually found it and handed it to Epel. "Next time, keep a better eye on it", the Pomefiore dorm leader sighs; not seeming nearly as mad as Epel had insisted he'd be.

Epel takes you home over the holidays and brings your bunny with him, showing it to his parents and his grandmother. They reminisce about the time Epel used to have bunnies as a kid and show you the pictures of Epel as a young boy. "Y/n, we're so happy Epel brought you over for the holidays- oh, look, and here's him trying to eat the sand cake he made in the sandbox!", his mother exclaimed, resulting in Epel gesturing frantically. "Don't show them that!"

Your bunny just observes you quietly.

For Idia it's instantly clear that you're getting a cat. He's so excited about the idea, given how much he loves cats.

Also one who starts thinking of names before you even go to the store to get a cat, but simultaneously he's worried that he's going to settle on a name but then it won't fit. "It needs to be clever and accurate", he insists, explaining to you the list of names of his favorite game characters, "for example, this character, in the game, has a forehead mark on his face. So if the cat has a spot with white fur on its forehead, this name would make sense." "You're putting way too much thought into this...", you mumble and run a hand through his hair.

One of the few instances where you don't have to convince him to show up only with his tablet instead of in person. "We're making a major decision here. I cannot make judgement half-heartedly", Idia holds your hand and stays close to you as you walk through the village on the island towards the pet store. "But for the dorm leader meetings where major decisions about the school are being made the tablet suffices?", you chuckle and raise an eyebrow. "The normies are capable of handling these. The task of naming our cat is one that demands precision, wits and top tier gamer spirit."

Idia is ecstatic about the cats. Not so much about the store clerk who keeps trying to give him advice. "I- I'm sure we can pick on our own", he tries to shake him off as he shows Idia and you the cats with a friendly smile, "y/n say something please." The last part he whispers and you let out a sigh. "We'll call out to you once we've picked one. My boyfriend is a bit shy", you explain and Idia looks at you with wide eyes. "Don't say that", he whispers as the store clerk tends to other customers.

Idia picks a calm and quiet cat, perhaps a little on the chubbier side; one that seems sleepy and starts to purr and close it's eyes when Idia holds it in his arms. He also instantly finds a name from one of his games that fit the kitten. "See, that wasn't too hard, was it?", you press a kiss to his cheek. "You're right", he hands you the kitten so that you can hold it too for a while, "as soon as I saw it, I knew instantly."

Idia lets the cat sleep in his bed and you two often end up cuddling with it at night. He picked a very affectionate one.

When Trein reprimands him for not coming to class in person and catches him playing games instead of paying attention in the lesson, Idia insists he'll show up in person only if he can bring the cat for comfort. Because Trein has a cat himself, he lets him.

What Idia hasn't calculated in was the fact that small, cute kittens tend to attract a crowd of students asking to pet it. So he ends up surrounded by his classmates, stuttering about how his cat needs its peace and quiet. You have mercy on him and take the cat from his arms, dealing with the students in his stead.

The cat also starts a fight with Lucius, which Trein insists "could never be Lucius' fault". Idia doesn't know how to handle the conflict.

Needless to say, Idia was even more set on not coming to class in person after that. While you are sitting in class, you often receive text messages from your boyfriend, consisting of dozens of cat pictures and videos.

"Look at it, y/n! Isn't it cute?", he texts and you glance to the board to make sure Trein doesn't catch you texting in class. "Yes it is. I see it every day, Idia." "The magic of cats never fades."

For Malleus and you, the decision to adopt a pet was a spontaneous one. You two snuck out without the knowledge of his guards, something you insisted in front of Lilia was an activity you "definitely did not do frequently", and now you wandered the small settlement on the Isle of Sages.

Malleus was going on and on about an abandoned building you saw on the way here and you mused how cute he looked eating his ice cream with a small plastic spoon, his fangs flashing everytime he opened his mouth.

You looked around and passed by the pet store. From the window, you could see inside; observing a small iguana staring at you from the window display.

"Malleus....", you start, the fae prince turning around to check what you were looking at, seeing you point at the creature, "impulsive question, but what do you think about getting one of those?"

Malleus puts his finger at his chin and thinks about it for a while. At first he doesn't get what the point is, as a pet like this lives maybe 25 years if you're lucky and this seems very short for him. You remind him that he has had GaoGao Dragon-kun for even less and it still brought him a lot of joy he's glad to have and Malleus has to agree that you have a point.

"We could take care of it together", you say.

Oh boi

You don't know what you kicked loose.

Malleus perceives this as like, a very big bonding experience with his beloved that will bring you so much closer and prepare you for one day taking care of an entire kingdom together; something he definitely thinks about frequently and is more than ready for.

"Very well then! I would love this very much", he smiles and presses a kiss to your temple. So it's decided.

You come back to the dorm with a terrarium and a small iguana in your arms and the brightest smile on your face as you see Lilia. "We impulsively decided to raise a pet together", Malleus exclaims proudly. Lilia is just looking back and forth between you and Malleus and sighs. He doesn't even know how to break it to the queen yet that her grandson has fallen in love and here he is adopting a pet and probably planning his wedding in his head.

Malleus is super careful with your pet because he knows he's sometimes having trouble estimating his own strength. He holds it super careful and he's very pleased that it's not afraid of him.

He names it GaoGao Dragon-kun. You mostly call it Drakon but Malleus always addresses it by the full name. You go to the vet for the first time and she's like,,, trying to set up a file for your pet and she's like "what's its name?" and there's Prince Malleus Draconia who has to duck under the doorframe to enter the vet's office and made the entire waiting room silent with just his presence and he very seriously answers "GaoGao Dragon-kun" and the assistant of the vet just sighs and makes herself another large cup of coffee.

notes: trying to get used to writing shorter headcanons again because i want to post more often and like, my old shorter headcanons were fine. also just got my wisdom teeth removed (ouch) so expect headcanons about twst characters comforting you after wisdom teeth surgery.

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[kazumiwrites-fanfiction]

I'm Just a Recluse

REQUEST: Hi I saw that your requests were open so I decided to give this a go by the way I absolutely suck at doing requests but I seen almost nothing on this 'prompt' Yandere!idia shroud x reader who has a massive crush on him but thinks he doesn't feel the same way. This idea has been rotting in my mind for the longest time. (ps: I really hope that this was clear enough 😭😭😭 again I'm sorry I really suck at writing requests)

SUMMARY: Does he have feelings for you? WORD COUNT: 1.7k

WARNINGS: Maybe manipulative reader, yandere-ish Idia, Idia being possessive and jealous mostly, Azul just wants blackmail, most likely OOC, Idia getting flustered, written in less than 30 minutes so I can't guarantee the quality but this is how I write- A/N: Anon I love that you requested because I was unable to sleep, but at the same time it's nearing 3 AM as I write this authors note help 😭 (dw you're amazing and your request was perfect, I really suck at writing stuff that was requested so it's like we're two sides of a coin (if that doesn't make sense i'm sorry)) Anyways I'm like 90% sure I botched this because I don't think I know Idia that well (I am going off what I know of him so far, so there may be inconsistencies with canon and whatnot) and it ended up being less yandere?? Idk mostly because I was like "yes I'm writing a yandere but I got an idea that's not 100% yandere" (as one does) and then it went down a whole 'nother rabbit hole- so I'm so sorry if this is not what you were looking for (also the fact that I'm writing this late at night does not help either) Reading your request over I'm mostly sure that what you were looking for was something similar to "soft reader x yandere!Idia" and not whatever the thing I wrote is- but I wrote it so I might as well publish it- Also the fact that I added Azul and Floyd because I love them and my late night brain said "might as well" is uh- yeah- A/N: Also I'm really sorry Idia I suck at titles </3

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You always liked Idia. You weren’t really sure why, since you never really saw him much… He seemed to be always in his room, playing games. Mostly, you saw him while passing by the room that the board game club occupied. Other than the occasional passing by as you walked through the halls, that was the only thing.

Well, there was really nothing to go by, to explain your crush. You tried to dismiss it as just liking his aesthetics, or something like that - you didn’t know him well, after all. Or, rather, at all. And there was no way that he even knew about you.

Well, it was a good thought. Still, you joined the board game club, if only to up your chances of Idia noticing you.

The housewarden of Ignihyde had not registered you much at first. You were the person possibly isekai’d into this world (like a character from an anime), but other than that, you seemed like another regular person.

Or so he thought.

Once you had joined his club, things changed drastically.

You had been doing everything you could to try to spend some time with Idia, playing the same games as him and trying to talk to him.

The poor boy got flustered and he couldn’t do much. Here was a real person who seemed nice, talking to an otaku like him. It was unheard of.

Still, a game was enough to make him relax a bit, enough to have a semi-decent conversation.

He gradually found himself getting more and more interested in you. At first, he had asked Ortho for anything on you, but then he started to try more to connect with you. However, they were subtle.

Sometimes, a note placed in your desk, other times a flower in your room. Small, simple things, never signed, and without a trace of anyone.

Of course, he had Ortho do it - he didn’t want to get caught, that would make him want to die - but he still wished he could see your reactions.

Maybe you were happy, intrigued. But then again, perhaps you would be disgusted when you realized who had been the one sending those gifts. Perhaps you hated otakus. Weren’t they the people least likely to get into a relationship?

Still, he shook off those thoughts. He had to make sure you at least didn’t get grossed out and quit his club. That would make him so distressed that he wouldn’t come out of his room for at least ten years. He liked seeing your face, and didn’t want that light of happiness gone.

He should’ve known this was coming, though.

Unbeknownst to Idia, however, you had struck a deal with Azul. "Help me get Idia to fall in love with me by whatever means necessary," were your exact words. And Azul knew he could most likely blackmail both you and Idia later, however this turned out. So, being the benevolent person he was, he accepted. (And also? It would be interesting to see how this turned out in general, even without being able to get blackmail). As a show of trust, he didn't even force you to sign a contract with him. How truly benevolent he was.

So here you were, sitting a bit too close to Azul, leaning in slightly to him to discuss a game when you heard the door open. Your eyes flickered up slightly, meeting Idia's carefully composed gaze. "Hi, Idia-san."

Oh, how he longed to snatch you away from Azul… But no, he couldn't do that. Obviously Azul was better for you anyway… He was smart, and he could talk to people. And he had money. Obviously you'd like that more than a recluse.

But still… How he wanted you to drop the formal titles and call him just by name… Just like in all the romance anime he watched. "Oh, drop the -san and call me by name!" That's what he could've said, what he wanted to say - but he couldn't. What if you were grossed out?

He moved to the other side of the room, getting out one of the games and starting to set it up. His eyes flickered up as he met your gaze (and unwillingly, Azul's). He didn't miss how your hands were intertwined. Why were normal couples like this…

You tilted your head slightly to the side as you asked about playing the game with him. Idia was startled at first, but reluctantly agreed. He was irritated that Azul was here - didn't he hate luck-based games? Or was he so in love that he would do anything just to stay by your side? Oh, how it made him sick.

After a few rounds, he was done. He was tired of it all. The last straw was when he saw Azul wrap an arm around your shoulders.

Your eyes widened as Idia got up quickly, hitting the table in the process, the pieces scattering to the floor. He didn't seem to notice as he stepped toward you, pulling you from Azul's grasp.

Azul had been holding on lightly, barely even touching you, so there was no resistance. He just watched you and Idia quietly, thoughtfully, all the gears spinning in his head.

"You're not hanging out with a guy like him," Idia muttered quietly. "You're staying with me." He moved his grip to hold your wrist, tugging you out of the club room.

You followed without resisting. What else would you even do? Try to fight him? Of course not. Not when you were so close to getting what you wanted.

He cornered you in a deserted hallway, staring at you. You waited for a moment before tentatively speaking. "Idia…?"

Idia stayed quiet, the tips of his hair just gradually growing into a vibrant shade of pink. Finally, he got out, "…I shouldn't have done that…"

"Shouldn't have done what?" Your eyes were wide, so cute… But he shook the thought off.

"Shouldn't have dragged you away. Obviously you want a guy like him for a boyfriend and not me."

You paused. Your plan… Had it worked? Was he jealous? "Hey- I don't like Azul. Not in a romantic way anyway. The person I like is the person I'm talking to right now."

Idia froze. He had to be dreaming. This had to be some elaborate VR set that showed him what he wanted most in the world. Perhaps… It was so cheesy too. Like some scene from a romance anime. He met your gaze.

But still…

"Me? You have to be joking. I mean, who would like me? I'm just a recluse who stays in his room all day playing games-"

"But you're more than that," you cut him off, before smiling a little apologetically. "You're sweet, and kind, and I love the way your eyes light up when you're talking about your favorite anime or game."

Shit. No one had said that to him before. "W-well. I-" He cut himself off. He couldn't say it. He couldn't say something so embarrassing. Yeah, he had dragged you away from Azul in the heat of the moment, but that was because he wasn't thinking. He let the jealousy, the possessiveness, guide his actions.

And now he was paying for it.

"I-"

"C'mon, Idia-san, get it out." Your voice was so gentle, so soothing.

"I like you and I really wanted to get to know you better but I wasn't sure if you liked me so I sent all sorts of weird creepy stuff like notes and I bet you're disappointed because it was just me and not, y'know, some cool ikemen."

His words were so fast it was almost a blur. Before you could even process his words, he took a deep breath and continued.

"And I really want you to stop calling me -san and just by my name but I don't want to ask that of you because I'm just some random creep who is obsessed with you and wants to keep you to himself and-"

"Stop stop stop." You laughed a little. "Hey, I'm not disappointed that you were the one sending me the gifts - they were sweet. I was worried that Rook-san might have been the ones sending them, but I'm glad to get the confirmation that you were the one."

Why would you think it had been Rook? Perhaps you had a crush-

"And, you only needed to ask if you wanted me to drop the -san, Idia." You smiled sweetly at him.

Well, at least you hadn't caught the 'obsessed' and 'creep' part? That was embarrassing of him to say.

Idia looked more and more flustered before he just stepped closer to you, awkwardly wrapping his arms around you in an embrace. His face nuzzled in to the crook of your neck, heart beating too fast and his palms sweaty. Was this okay? Would you like it - perhaps he should've cleaned up a bit more-

Your arms wrapped around him, and he immediately relaxed. What he wouldn't do to have you hold him like that for the whole night - whole week, even.

Unfortunately, at that moment, Floyd had to come skipping through the halls. "Koebi-chan and Hotaruika-senpai? What're you doing here - Is Azul done with his boring club?"

Idia let out a soft huff, glaring at Floyd even as he held on to you. "One, the board game club is /not/ a boring club, and two, I'm hugging [Y/N]."

How bold of him to say.

"Ooh, can I hug Koebi-chan too? I bet I can squeeze them so tight~"

Idia somehow held you tighter, turning you away from Floyd. "No. Now go run off and find Azul or something." How he had managed to hold a full conversation with Floyd, he wasn't sure. At least he seemed bored enough to run off… He sighed softly. He'd have to spend more time with you in his dorm. He was still holding you tightly as he walked to his dorm.

~bonus~ Azul was just around the corner and listening in to your conversation, phone recording everything that had happened. He sighed as Floyd had come in - of course he had to ruin it. Still, he had gotten some good stuff. "Hmm? Azul, you're here… Spying on Koebi-chan and Hotaruika-senpai?" Floyd's head tilted slightly to the side. "Don't say something as crass as spying. I was merely gaining intelligence." "So, spying." "Gaining intelligence, Floyd." Azul let out a soft sigh. "That you got in the way of." "I did nothing." "Yes you did."

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[villainessxassassin]

May i have a request of a scenario of Yandere! Overblot Idia shroud? where Overblot idia kidnapped fem reader? (He also love and obsessed with reader) But suddenly reader tries to escaped from him?

Yandere! Overblot Idia Shroud x f! reader

warnings: spoilers for chapter 6, yandere themes, obsession, invasion of personal space, kidnapping (reader is led into a room)

We apologize for being late in posting this request, we were waiting on finishing chapter 6 (we know it's getting really old how we keep apologizing for being tardy in doing requests but ya'll we still gonna do it🥲)-kishira

After getting seperated from Vil and the others you were mindlessly looking for the right way out off S.T.Y.X hq. What you found most strange however while sneakily walking around was how the doors would open automatically every time you walked a distance near them, while the other workers had to have some type of ID or scan in order to get in. It's almost like the building already gave you access to every room you entered.

Unbeknownst to you someone was keeping tabs on your every move, watching you through every cctv camera and listening with every hidden mic installed in the building. At this time all the captive students with past overblots were trying their hardest to find you while also looking for an exit.

Idia could only sigh. You looked so lost, trying to find your way out of there and back to your friends, but why go back to them when you could just stay here with him? Idia felt really overjoyed when he heard of your arrival, and now you're trying to escape? Now that simply won't do. You came all the way here so that you could talk some sense into him right? well he'll help you of course! making sure to open every correct door that led you closer to his location, and giving the nrc students a harder time so that they can't find you and take you away from him.

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You thought you were going the right way, stupid of you to have walked in on such an obvious trap! You were right to be suspicion of all the automatically opening doors, as it now led you here in some room with little to no furniture aside from a bed and small table with the door now refusing to open on your side. What's worst is in that very same room was the Idia Shroud you were looking for, but you didn't expect to see him in his overblot form now of all times!

"You kidnapped me!"

"Remind me again, who on her own accord waltz into this very room without permission, and is now yapping at me for her own mistake?"

"Then why don't you let me out?!

"You were opening doors left and right before you got here, surely you can do it again with that one."

Idia couldn't help but tease you now that you two were finally alone. He enjoyed watching you struggle to get the door to open as he slowly approached you. He finally did it, he can finally have you all to himself with out the pesky problem children breathing the same air as you.

You don't know how long it's been since Idia decided to embrace you out of nowhere with your back to him. Every time you tried to move or tell him to let you go his grip on you only got tighter as the space between you couldn't get anymore closer.

This was a total invasion of personal space! You could imagine the smile creeping onto his face as he continued to cuddle himself further in the crook of your neck. You on the other hand were uncomfortable, just because this happened to be a somewhat messed up intimate moment didn't mean you had to like it, and with his sharp talon like black hand resting on your neck it only made your breath hitch.

You were being obedient atleast. His overblot form alone was enough to make a shiver run up your spine, you didn't need to know what else he could do if you were to show any more further signs of defiance.

"If only we could start over with just me, you and Ortho. To hell with what this world has to offer, it doesn't interest me in the slightest.

So why don't we find something new, a new world with just you and me. I wouldn't mind spending the rest of my time suffering as long as I'm with you.

Even if the new world we make doesn't turn out to be the way we wanted, that's the reason why the restart button in games exist right? We'll just redo this game of life over and over, and with each restart you'll be there to witness every new game file. Wouldn't that be nice?

Delusional is the first thing that comes to mind. How could you be happy if he was basically going to eradicate the whole world to make a new one to fit his own standards?

You needed to escape, to help the others think of a plan to stop this madman infront of you.

With everyday that went by with you trying to escape, Idia's resolve only hardened even more. He blamed everything around him. It's because of that why you're like this, it's because of this why he turned out this way. Ah how the world corrupted you both, but that's okay—.

"I'll show you how amazing of a life you'll have by my side, and the only main quest you'll have to take is me, me, me, me!"

Right now he might be having fun with your little escape attempts, but you can only have such a limited amount of lives. He won't hurt you, but with every life consumed is going to be the duplicator of how difficult he'll make things for you next time.

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Request are open until August 20!

[villainessprefect]

title: This is Where I Belong (With You)

summary: You left Twisted Wonderland and life never really was the same. You miss what you had. You miss him.

And he misses you too. Enough to try and answer your wish.

ship: Idia x gn!reader

word count: 3,797

note: I try my hand at a ‘you come back to twst after going home’ fic

Read on AO3

A deep and long sigh escapes you as your gaze lingers on the screen held in the palm of your hand. The light illuminates your face, forcing your eyes to adjust to the brightness. Regardless of your vision, you don't actually read the messages popping into your notifications. Even if your name is mentioned, you don't feel like you belonged in this group.

It's all...complicated. They were your friends, but the bonds formed felt so distant. As if you were only there out of pity and proximity. You were an addition by chance not by choice.

You lift your head to gaze at the world around you. This magicless, dull world that you yearned for so much. The safety and familiarity of a world you grew up in. Here, you are normal, like every other face in the crowd. People don't scorn you for your ordinary features. You fit into this lifeless and empty world. Despite being born and raised here, you don't feel like a part of this world.

Yet, this is your home. It always had and always will be.

The grip on your phone tightens. The black cat charm that dangles from it sways and brushes against your skin thanks to the night breeze. Neglecting the conversation continuing, you shove the phone into your pocket. It's not important anyway.

A hand grips at the strap of the messenger bag slung over your shoulder. You squeeze the strap before beginning your journey back to your apartment. With your body on auto-pilot and mind in a haze, you easily drift amongst the sea of people. No one stands out, no one tries to pester you, no one pays attention to you. Everyone follows their own mechanical routine.

Life is so simple without magic.

Sometimes you wondered if it had all been a dream. Your time in Twisted Wonderland felt so far away like a different life time. Could a world of magic really exist? It all felt so fantastical that it was hard to believe at times.

The scars left on your body were real. The little marks from getting into trouble with your friends to the piercing wounds from a dangerous Overblot. If you were ever to forget, your body certainly wouldn't. They were proof of your adventures and heroic deeds. A testament that you had lived to tell an impossible tale.

And you couldn't possibly forget the memories created during your time in that world. Many may have left a horrendous stain, but in the end they were fond to look back on. No matter what your mind would claim, your heart would fight otherwise. Those friendships were irreplaceable. Even if you were in another world, they would always be tied to your heart.

What truly kept your belief in that world was the singular gift that had survived the trip back with you. This, unlike the others, was concrete proof. The hand gripping your strap releases it only to reach for something else. A cold piece of metal rests upon your chest, hidden by your shirt and kept close to your heart. Fingers carefully glide over the small, skull-shaped mechanism.

It was a gift from Idia. One given when your friendship truly cemented and you knew you had unlocked his route, as he would say.

"I-It's a hotspot! P sure it's better than whatever your dorm has...actually, it's probably better than anything this school can offer you that isn't made by me, fuehehe!"

"Really? This is so cool! I promise not to lose it."

"I-It's nothing...Bet you didn't know it also has a s-secret function."

"What is it?"

"If I told you, it wouldn't be a secret, now would it?"

The memory brings a smile to your face. Despite never finding out the secret, you still kept the little gift. Surprisingly, it still worked even in this world. While the speed diminished, it still did the job. You may not be so heavily reliant on the internet like him, but damn did this thing come in handy. And every time you used it, it almost felt like he was here to offer his assistance and give you the world wide web himself.

The smile you wear falls almost as easily as it appeared. Thoughts of him left a sharp pang in your heart. A pain so familiar- too familiar. It was hard not to think of him, but how could you not when he left such an impression on you? That genius shut-in of Ignihyde who could make the impossible possible with a little tinkering. If given the right push, he really could accomplish anything. The way he could cower away from a crowd one second and then go off on a passionate rant the next with the right topic. His love of video games was so sincere which was something you could resonate with.

The stinging sensation in your chest continues to jab the longer you dwell in your memories. You're used to it at this point. Was it a good or bad thing? You prefer the former as it's a sign that your feelings were still there.

You grip the skull in your hand and wonder if you should have stayed behind in that world with him. A confession had never left either of your lips. Whether it be out of fear on his end or yours, you couldn't tell. But you didn't want to start something that would abruptly come to an end with your departure. Still, you couldn't help but think about the 'what ifs'. If he had said anything, or if you had...would you have stayed? Maybe...Maybe...

Maybe if you saw him on your final day, the outcome would have been different. It was silly, hypocritical thinking. You wanted a silent departure, to not cause a fuss at the school, the complete opposite of your arrival. You wrote a letter to everyone instead of gathering with them knowing how difficult it would be if you were to face them. Selfish. That's what you called yourself. But after seeing Grim's reaction upon learning that you were leaving, how could you handle everyone else's? Seeing the cat's eyes well up and hearing his cries, his pleas to keep you here nearly made you stay.

Idia got his own letter. There was still so much to say, so much to talk about, games to play, anime to binge. You wished him the best in his life, for a budding future for him and Ortho, and, while a little hopeful, you wished that he could one day change his fate. You never signed the letter with a goodbye, rather a wish to meet him again one day.

But you know that isn't possible. Crowley had warned you that leaving meant never returning. If you possessed some sort of magic, it may be possible. But you possessed none.

The skull meets with your skin once more, eyes glowing blue for just a second. It's cold to the touch, always even on the hottest of days. The touch brings you back to reality. To a world and people who were just like you. Ordinary.

Yet, in the midst of normal life you spot something peculiar.

A blue wisp stands out in the darkness. The little flames flicker as it hovers in the air. Its tips swayed as people passed by it.

You look around, trying to see if anyone else notices this abnormality. Those who passed through it were unaffected by the floating ball of fire. You rub your eyes, thinking you're seeing things. But as your vision returns, the wisp remains.

Curious, you move forward. You slip through the people blocking your path and as soon as you're within arms reach, the wisp bounces before racing off. It flashes in and out of existence, beckoning you with its playful call.

You don't know what drives you to follow this mysterious flame, but you do. You ignore the people, their cries and demands for an apology for pushing past them. You don't care about the weight of your bag slung around your shoulder slowing you down or the fatigue from being up all day. They're a burden on your legs, making each step heavier than it should be. But you have to follow it. You can't lose this.

You can't lose him. Not again.

That's why you're chasing it, you think. The flickering blue is so familiar that you can't abandon it. So, you follow it. Far enough that cement turns to grass, buildings turn into trees, and the loud industrial nightlife turns into the silent whispers of a forest. It leads you further and further away from the world you're accustomed to.

Has a forest like this been near your home all along? You couldn't recall although you never ventured out like this. You weren't even sure you could make it back to the city at this point.

You're breathless, tired. The wisp's pace slows so that you can keep up. Despite the pain in your legs, you never stop, afraid that if you did you'd lose sight of the wisp and everything would return to normal.

When the wisp comes to a stop, so do you. It allows you to stand close before zipping past a push and leading you to a small pond.

The waters reflect the sky above so clearly that you could mistake it for a mirror. So pure and reflective. Yet, something isn't right. While the wisp and your image appear on the water, the sky is different. Yours is cloudy, dark, while this one appears clear and bright. You could see the stars and moon perfectly.

The little wisp begins to dance close to the water but never quite touches it. You feel like it's trying to tempt you to do the same. To lure you in and touch the water. Before you can find your voice, the wisp takes a hearty 'jump' into the air and lands into the water.

You gasp and reach out to stop it, feet nearing the edge but stopping a few inches short. You fear the flame has been extinguished upon meeting its natural enemy. There was no smoke to indicate it had gone out. Instead the ripples were smooth, gentle with no splashing, no sign that it was touched to begin with.

What was this? Magic? The thought gets your heart racing. A ray of hope shines in your eyes. For the first time in a long while, you feel excited. Happy.

But you know better than to get your hopes up. You were in a magicless world. Your home. It's a miracle that little wisp caught your eyes. And now, it is gone.

"This has to be a dream or else I'm going insane," you mumble. Your breath is shaky, tired. Tears prick at your eyes.

How could you be so foolish to think you could get a second chance? That you could see them- him- again?

Your mind tells you to leave, to go home and rest. You need to sleep. You're hallucinating, obviously. But you don't move an inch. That bit of hope swells in your chest. Unbelievable things happened to you once before, so why can't it happen again?

And then, it happens.

You hear someone call out your name.

Your eyes widen. The sound came from the water. A voice muffled yet you could hear it loud and clear. You stare down at your reflection, looking for something- someone.

A glimpse of another person reflects in the water and that's all the push you needed.

You take a jump, throwing caution to the wind. You brace yourself for a splash despite seeing the earlier performance. When your body comes in contact with the water, you don't feel anything. Darkness envelops your body, your soul. You feel lost until something takes a hold of your hand. Even though you don't know who it is, you put your trust in them. Besides, this isn't the first time you've taken a stranger's hand.

With a tug, you're pulled out of that floating sensation and collide with something. Your body meets with another and soon you're falling again, this time to the ground. Whoever it was who took your hand breaks your fall.

Instinctively, you clutch onto the person underneath you as you expected more. But when nothing else happens, you release your hold on them. Slowly, your eyes open as you push yourself off the person below. You stop once you see who it is.

"Idia...?"

His name comes out in a whisper. The poor soul was lying on his back, eyes shut with a slightly pained expression. The flames of his hair spread out underneath him. Your hands were enveloped by the flames and you couldn't help running a hand through them, just as you used to do.

You take in a breath and feel a lump in your throat.

"Is this real...?"

You extend a hand to caress his cheek. His skin is cold to the touch, but you can still feel his warmth. That strange cold yet warm feeling he always gave off. Your touch makes him stir with a groan. Golden eyes flutter open and squint at your figure. You don't give him a chance to process anything that happened within the last couple of minutes. Your hands are already flying around his neck and you nearly KO him once again.

"Idia, I love you."

It's not the first thing you wanted to say to him when given the chance to reunite. Honestly, an apology was what you wanted to start with. To him, to everyone. But this needed to be said. Unspoken words that needed to be heard. You missed your chance once and you didn't want to miss it again.

"I missed you so much."

Idia stutters something incomprehensible. You're certain that you've broken him considering the blue surrounding your vision begins to turn into a pink frenzy. Perhaps you've done a little too much to him. It's nice to know that he hadn't changed though.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to overwhelm you, I just..." You pull back, releasing your hold on the timid man. He keeps his gaze on you, surprisingly, unlike before. His gaze may flicker but he holds your gaze longer than he ever had before. "I never thought I'd see you again."

Idia gulps and opens his mouth. No words come out and he shuts it promptly. His mind is whirling with far too many thoughts. Your sudden affection and the realization that you were back had caused him to malfunction. He was supposed to be cool and embrace you, yet the most he could handle is taking your hand in his. Fingers slide to your wrist to feel your pulse. You're here. You're really here.

"Y-You know I had something p-planned to say, but...that c-confession?!" He raises his free hand to conceal his blushing face. Uttering that last word only made that pink hue deepen to a darker shade. "It's supereffective..."

"I had to say it," you respond quietly. "In case I couldn't get a chance again. You have to know."

Your own cheeks match the color of his now. The realization that you blurted out such important words finally hit and it leaves you feeling embarrassed. You don't shy away from him though, you remain confident in what you said. But the silence between you makes your confidence waver.

"Y-You kept it...?"

You follow where his eyes flick to and look down. You find his gift dangling between you.

"I told you I would. You gave it to me."

You swear that his hair is getting hotter and about to imitate real fire at this point. With his hair warming your hands a little too much, you take this chance to change your position. You still had him pinned down. So, you get to your feet and help him. Idia never lets go of your hand as you do. He sways a bit, but you help steady him.

"Why'd you have to leave like that?" He asks, voice barely above a whisper. "Disappearing like you're from some mystery genre. I was...Ortho, he..." He gulps. "W-We were worried about you."

You feel as if you've been stabbed through the heart. It's what you dreaded.

"If I had to say goodbye to all of you, I don't know if I would have been able to leave."

"Protag problems," he spits. "It's not fair though. You can't just come into my life like that and then disappear!" His voice raises, the ends of his hair turning red as it flares upward. His stare on you hardened, his own tears pricking at his eyes. "You were supposed to be different! You promised to never leave! I finally found someone to call a friend and that person just leaves! So, why did you leave me all alone?!"

He has every right to be angry with you. You should have said something, at least to him of all people.

"I'm sorry," you say, weakly. You squeeze his hand. "I'm sorry, Idia. I didn't know what to do. I had to go home, but I wanted to stay. I had my life back there, but this one too. I...I...I didn't know what to do." You take in a breath, doing your best not to let tears fall. "What would you have done?"

The look on your face causes his red to fade back to blue. He forgets just how painful of a decision it must have been. While he could easily make the decision in a game to progress the story, he never put himself in the hero's shoes. When given a choice to choose between two different lives, what do you choose? He's only ever had one choice forced upon him.

"I dunno...that kinda option wouldn't be presented to me, not in a million years. You still have that choice..."

You follow his gaze as it lingers elsewhere. You hadn't taken in the scenery around you with your gaze focused on him. But now, you could. You find yourself in a familiar setting. One lined with geometrical silver designs, walls lined with holograms projecting things you could barely understand. There were tables cluttered with spare parts and tools. The floor was a mess, reminding you of how Idia's room was. Messy and disheveled as he focused on his project.

And that project is what caught your attention.

A hexagon shaped portal that was taller than either of you. One crafted from metal with cables practically bleeding out of it. To the side was a small keyboard and screen to input information. A small ramp led to the center that showed a faint reflection of the forest you had been in not too long ago. The image was fading into a transparent blue color. You think, if you wanted to leave then now would be the time.

But you don't move, you don't even try.

"No," you say, ignoring your world and turning to him. "I've made my choice already." You gulp. "I want to stay here. With you. If you'll let me?"

"O-Of course!" He squeaks out. "You don't need my permission for something like that..." His feelings are going haywire. He was elated over your decision yet terrified. Were you really going to stay for him? Give up everything again to stay here? In a world you didn't belong in? Scratch that last question. You did belong here.

"How'd you do it?" You ask, hoping to distract him from shutting down and being genuinely curious. "Crowley said I couldn't come back."

"Did you seriously believe what he said?" He sighs. "Okay, maybe I get why. He's so flaky and can barely come up with a six number password for his phone. A-Anyway, I did get some...help." He coughs that last part, but you definitely heard it. Idia points to your gift.

"That was the key. It's something I made so I have access to it at all times. Ortho can pick up on its location, but he brought up the fact that he might not always be able to...so I got someone with stronger magic to be able to keep in touch. Sort of. If I could amplify the signal or put it on a wavelength he could sense then...even if the outcome of you disappearing did come true. I could find you."

You nod along with his words. You think you can grasp what he's saying.

"Kind of like a magical GPS?"

"Yes! And it worked!" He said rather proudly. Although he deflates shortly after. "Thats n-not weird is it? I-I can't go after you, but at least I could always send Ortho if you were in trouble. He's faster and better equipped for PvPs IRL."

"Thanks for always looking after me."

"Y-Yeah...! Np! I...r-really missed you..." His voice goes quiet. His body trembles and uses you for support. Confusion laces your face, but you keep still and quiet. Always patient with him. "A-And it's a little late of a response, but...i-if I don't respond my chances w-will definitely go down and lead to a bad e-ending. S-So...I l-l-like...l-love...you too."

A smile naturally forms from your lips. It's bright and blinding as your heart leaps against your chest. The confession hadn't been forgotten, but you hardly expected a reply from him. Now, you pull him into a proper embrace. You nestle yourself against his body, head resting against his chest. He flinches, going tense before relaxing. Shaky hands hesitate to wrap around you, but he manages. His hold is weak, scared of giving the wrong amount of contact. You don't mind it though.

"I promise I won't leave again."

You inhale. Exhale. Then you recall the world around you. This magic filled, bright world that you had been cast into against your will. It's dangerous and foreign. It's filled with so many wondrous things, things beyond your wildest imagination. Here, you're different. While you're another face in the crowd, you're acknowledged. Good or bad, you meant something here.

You had friends with real, lifelong bonds. Despite your differences you were considered part of their group. You may not have grown up together, but you did grow together as people. You would never be alone, never be an outcast as you once thought you were. People here were odd, rude, villainous at times, yet human. And you loved them despite their flaws.

One a little more than the others. One you were willing to give up your world for. One you would stay by his side until the end of time.

This is your home now. It always has and always will be.

[yuusishi]

I don’t want to be your prince!

AU where gn!MC gets kidnapped to be the phantom bride’s “prince” instead of Idia.

pairing: Idia x reader

genre: fluff

cw/tws: none

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You stood still in front of the school cafeteria, the same pose you’ve been stuck in for the past hour, your muscles are stiff and back is aching from not moving for an hour

‘Ahh I hate this, why did I have to be picked’ you thought.

You were just on the way to the Ignihyde dorm to play games with your little gaming buddy, Idia, when you heard the phantom bride’s voice yearning to meet her beloved “prince”. You looked at her while hidden in a bush but one of her ghost retainers caught you and unfortunately the bride fell.

So now you’re here standing in wedding attire in the middle of NRC, you cried internally as your friends just stood there with you in the middle of the cafeteria frozen as well by the bride’s slap, you got it slightly easier for she only tapped your forehead unlike the pain your friends’ cheeks went through.

“My dear (name), after 500 years, I’ve finally found you” Eliza swooned and looked at you lovingly while you stiffened even more at her presence, the bride and her retainers continued to talk about how long they’ve waited for their princess to be wedded for the nth time that hour

You sighed and stared at the floor dejectedly while your friends just stared in pity

“Is this really how it’s gonna end for me…?” you mumbled, making your mood dip even further.

If there’s someone you wanted to marry it was Idia, but he probably wasn’t even interested, he always spoke about how troublesome social interaction is and that you’re probably the only person other than Ortho that has managed to get this close to him, you played hours upon hours of video games and watched anime with him over the few months you’ve been in Twisted Wonderland. He’s your closest friend apart from the 1st years and unfortunately have fallen for him.

Your thoughts for the past 10 minutes is him miraculously coming out of his room and bolting to the cafeteria to your rescue but the chances of that are…aren’t 0 but not exactly more than 60%.

You were forcefully dragged out of your thoughts by Ace and Epel breaking into the cafeteria, sweaty and suits slightly ripped, their hair was messy but still somewhat presentable. You listened to Ace give Eliza and her retainers a verbal beating and a kind of reality check, you appreciated Ace and the others rescuing you but now all you really wanted was to be with Idia.

You stared off into the floor until you heard the door open, Riddle and Rook fashionably late and…Idia?!

You stared at him with a happily shocked expression whilst he gave you a saccharinely sweet small smile that made your heart skip a beat, Lilia saw your expression and gave you a mischievous smile

“My, who are you aweing at, (name)?” the fae said teasingly, you shushed him immediately, swearing that if you weren’t frozen you would slap him yourself.

Rook’s voice rang out the room commanding the others to take the stunned people or “glorified logs” to the corner of the cafeteria, Idia ran towards you and carefully picked you up like you were a porcelain doll, your back leaned on one of his arms while his other carried your legs by the back of your knees. The only thing you can hear is everyone fighting against the bride’s retainers and a ginormous Puffy, you can only see the bright flashes of light from their spells.

Idia leaned on the wall once you’ve reached the cafeteria’s corner panting while you just laid in his arms

“Hey Idia, you alright?”

He continued panting but managed to speak “Yes…*huff* I’m good…” his voice was breathy and tired, after he regained his composure he spoke up again

“Ah man, I thought you ditched me for the first time for our video game session but you were actually here” he sighed in relief and laughed slightly

“Why would I ever ditch you, Idia? You’re my favorite person to play games with” you smiled as you watched his cheeks flush a darker shade and the tips of his hair burning a hot pink color, he looked away to not let you see his face and you just giggled.

The dust finally settled and you clapped as you watched Eliza and Puffy get married while everyone just sighed knowing it’s finally over, you were helping everyone take down all the wedding decorations that the ghosts stuck on the walls and tables

“Man, we’re already the ones that actually did something to get rid of the ghosts but the Headmage is making US do the clean up” Ace complained as he dragged down a large ribbon from the window

As you were about to make your own complaint suddenly Ortho approaches you, his eyes looking extremely excited

“You need anything, Ortho?” you asked

“My brother wants to meet you by the entrance later once you’re done with your clean up duties!”

You agreed and dismissed Ortho, immediately you hear Ace’s mischievous snicker behind you “Is someone about to receive a confession from their dear old crush?” he teased, you slapped his arm enough for him to yell out in pain

“Okay okay I’ll stop teasing, I’ll do your clean up duty too so go! Meet up with that crush of yours!” he pushed you towards the entrance with an excited voice and you yelled a thank you to him

‘I’ll grab Ace some stuff from the convenience store after all this’.

You quietly slipped through the cafeteria doors and saw Idia leaning on a wall out in the hallway, his head perked up when he heard you come in, walking towards each other you both stood in silence for a while

“So…what did you want to talk to me about?” you tilted your head curiously, he fiddled with his fingers while opening and closing his mouth trying to find words to say.

He sighed in frustration and looked at you in the eye, you’ve been waiting patiently this entire time not saying or making any comments about his nervousness

“I-I…”

“I like you, (name), you’re like…a character that I’d spend my life savings trying to get in a gacha game, if you were a four star on a banner I would risk getting the five star just trying to get you!” his usual mumbly voice was now strong, like when he was talking passionately about his video games

You laughed a bit at his examples, it made the poor boy both gush and nervous

“I like you too, Idia” such a simple answer made Idia feel like he would pass out that very moment

‘What’ Idia thought

“Y-You mean like, like-like right? Romantically and all that?” you nodded and he felt like he was about to ascend to the afterlife.

He suddenly hugged you, burying his face on the crook of your neck, his fiery hair was completely pink now and you felt the comforting heat on your neck and face, your hands rested on his back and you both relished in the moment before pulling away.

– Bonus –

A familiar bat fae dropped down from the ceiling and hung upside down in front of the poor orange-haired first year

“Ace, have you seen (name) anywhere? After the ghosts disappeared it’s almost like they did too during the clean up” Lilia asked, still floating upside down

“Oh Great Seven! Lilia-senpai you almost gave me a heart attack!” he yelled “I think Idia-senpai called them earlier to meet up by the entrance over there” he pointed at the cafeteria’s doors

“Hoho~ So (name) was aweing at him during his heroic entrance and now he called to talk to them, I see” the same smile from earlier was once again plastered on his face.

Lilia quietly opened a small slit on the door to spy at the two students only to find them engulfed in quite the brightly colored hug thanks to Idia’s hair

The fae sighed proudly at the two “young love can be quite adorable” he mumbled before closing the doors.

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I’ve been brainrotting over both Idia and this idea for the past week someone help.

[leviachanimagines]

“Idia!” You giggled, leaning forward. You were laying next to him, on his bed, while he was explaining something about the newest gotcha game he was playing; he was complaining about a nerf that a character got and how it was totally, completely, game breaking!

The expression on his face was too precious, you couldn’t help but giggle at it. He didn’t seem offended by your laughter, anyway, so you figured he might have been playing up how “game breaking” it actually was.

“Is his shield really that important?” You say, leaning closer to him, and Idia nods enthusiastically.

“Yes! It’s one of the best parts of his burst and makes him worth pulling for! With it being able to be pierced so easily, it’s way easer to get game over!” He says, not noticing how close the two of your faces have gotten.

Well, now that he’s at the end of his mini rant about a character he didn’t even have or want to pull for, he notices how your noses are basically touching and the face that you’re looking at him with such a soft, interested expression like you actually care what about what he’s saying-

He feels the blush that suddenly surges onto his face and the pink that bursts into his hair, and you only look cuter when you notice his very obvious blush.

“You’re so cute, Idia-“ You say, and you lean forward just slightly, like you want to kiss him.

Oh god, did you want to kiss him?!

“Can I- uhm,” You stumble, staring at him almost desperately, “I wanna… Can I kiss you, Idia?” You whisper, and you’re already right there, in his face in the best way possible, but he’s never kissed anyone and now he really, really wants to-

So he allows himself to be bold for one small moment, and leans forward just slightly enough to where he brushes his lips softly against yours; so slight they both of you can barely feel it, but-

But then you press into him, sighing happily through your nose, and Idia melts, shyly bringing his hand to rest on your hip. One of your hands comes up to rest on his cheek, while the other finds its way to rest on his chest. Eventually, you pull away- barely, though, just enough to breathe, before you both lean back in for another kiss.

Idia feels like he could kiss you forever; until his lungs burn and he runs out of air entirely, until his lungs collapse- it would be worth it if he gets to be this close to you forever.

At this point, both of your arms are around his neck, pulling him even closer than before. His hand is still awkwardly hovering at your waist, and he’s not quite sure where to set his hand, but he’s got a basic idea-

It eventually rests at the back of your head, after several moments of pulling away, only to be drawn back into the same position as before.

You eventually pull away and nuzzle into his neck, ending the impromptu make-out session with your best friend.

You’re just cuddling now, on Idia’s bed- and you can see how pink his hair is now that you’re not looking at his face for extremely small periods of time in-between kisses.

“We should talk about this, huh?” You murmur into his shoulder, and he nods lightly.

“Not right now, though. I’m too comfy-“ You say, squeezing him in your arms, and Idia chuckles.

“Yeah, me too,”

[student-in-nightraven]

Smitten with you

A/n: (I recommend reading this while listening to pulse by pastel ghost) Idia brainrot bcz I love him

Idia shroud x yuu

Fluff, comfort

Being with Idia always felt safe and comfortable he has this vibe that made you feel at peace, gaming nights with him were almost like a tradition atleast 3 times a week both of you enjoyed eachother's presence

"I win" stated Idia smiling he's sharp teeth at full display, he was no longer insecure of showing he's smile around you "This is hopeless you never lose" yuu wailed "it takes time to master gaming you'll get on my level one day" he chuckled as he patted your shoulder, in that moment you lifted your head up and Idia went back to he's shy persona and immediately moved back "your smug about gaming but when I'm a little closer to you you go crazy, guess you still have the flustered side" yuu laughed and Idia rolled he's eyes "let's just get back to gaming"

After many rounds of gaming and eating junk food you were getting sleepy your head slowly dropping on idias shoulder, he yelped on surprise and then tried not to make any movements to not wake you up, he put he's controller down and stared down at you eyes glowing in admiration as he started stroking your hair and pulling you closer to make you feel more comfortable muttering a quiet "I love you" "I love you too Idia" he hummed but then froze screeched like a little girl and moved away from you in a flash shaking blush covering he's features "hehe you look like riddle when he's mad" yuu laughed "t-this isn't funny! How long have you been awake?!?did you trick me into thinking you were asleep! And as for what you heard you misheard it I didn't say-" "Idia calm down why are you trying to cover the fact that you have feelings for me?, I said I love you too" he all of a sudden stopped shaking and realised that indeed yes you said I love you back...but what if your joking? What if it's a cruel prank on him?! I mean honestly who would ever love a introvert who never goes outside like him.. "Idia I know what thoughts are going through your head and no it's not a prank I actually do love you " "but why? Why me? I mean there's vil malleus Leona s-so many great options why me?!-" "I don't love them for fucks sake I love you!" You sighed "you have so many amazing traits your not aware of and it's sad but please trust me when I say your a beautiful powerful smart kind person and I love you for everything every flaw of yours I adore" Idia was shook he couldn't speak and talk he has tears in he's eyes he's lips starting to quiver, you got up and approached him slowly putting a hand on he's shoulder as he finally managed to look you in the eye "you mean that?" "Of course I do Idia I love you for everything" you smiled at him, Idia started sobbing and tackled you into a hug making you fall backwards on the floor, you soothed he's back and comforted him, after he finally stopped and calmed down he sat on he's knees like you staring at you smiling slightly you smiled back and gave him a quick peck on the cheek as he screeched he's flames turning red and you laughed after much hugging and staring he managed to asked if he could kiss you on the lips which you gladly said yes to, he shyly grabbed both your cheeks blush covering he's face as he slowly brought he's lips to yours it was a short kiss but it meant the world to the both of you it felt like nothing both of you ever felt before. Idia quickly covered he's face and wen to the corner of he's room as you fell to the floor wheezing, this relationship was gonna be a rollercoaster, a fun, loving and exciting rollercoaster.