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rockingbytheseaside · 9 months ago

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omg, I am quite literally in love with your work.

pls I cannot tell you how frickin ecstatic I am when I read your stuff 😭 like I’m Fr Rolling on the floor and stopping every five secs bc of the butterflies-

AND! I saw that your asks are open!! (If I misread/misunderstood then I’m so sorry and just ignore this) I was wondering if you could do Harbingers x reader when they find reader quietly weeping- like reader thought they were alone and didn’t wanna burden them :3 romantic if you would !!

no pressure ofc!!!! fr I love ur stuff sm like I’ve been reading ur stuff OVER AND OVER😭😭😭

(bshdhsgdhagjds Okay, let me just hold in my tears- that’s so kind of you anon! Sorry for making you wait, I hope this is something similar to what you wanted)

✦ How they comfort you when you cry

Pierro, Capitano, Dottore, Scaramouche, Pantalone, Childe

Sometimes, your days might feel bitter, and sometimes the weight of your inner struggles can accumulate into a somber heap of self-doubt. Whether it was a minute inconvenience that resulted in your dampened mood, or stressful memories of the past – the reasons behind it fade into insignificance. Because next thing you know, you feel your shoulders slightly shaking, and your hand reaching to conceal your silent weeping. Thus, when talking becomes a burden and your breath runs short, your beloved is the first to listen to your sniffles.

✧ Pierro’s already icy gaze becomes unreadable. Is it fear? Is it astonishment? Or is it the readiness to unleash hell upon anything that compelled you to shed these silent tears? He sees you hugging yourself, trying to shield yourself away from him. His gloved hands cautiously reach for your form, like a blanket wrapping itself around your shoulders.

“My divine one, why hide your tears away from me? Why conceal the sadness in your eyes when you silently weep? Please, grace me with your gaze and look at me.”

His voice is careful despite its deepness, suppressing his boiling temper at the sight of your sadness. He reaches for you tenderly, and when you turn towards him, you allow yourself to cry further into his chest. He cradles you silently, never once wasting breath on simple shushes or admonishments to cease crying. No, The Jester will hold you, let his lips press softly to your forehead, and let you cry as much as you need. He'll personally worship and wipe every teardrop off your cheek.

Yet despite his gentle arms, you sense him shaking. His gloved hands hold you securely, yet subconsciously gripping. Because pray to the archons above, he will not rest until the source of your sadness is annihilated.

✧ Il Capitano never saw you cry before. He saw you as an equal in matters of battles, duels, and personal life. Through ups and downs, your best and worst. And yet the imposing, mighty Captain never witnessed his beloved’s face slowly scowl and emit those saddened sobs as you're doing now.

“No… who bestowed such sadness onto you, my cherished? What sorrows are you fighting?”

He asks, half in disbelief and worry. The Captain kneels down, the back of his armored hands gracefully meeting your face. He makes sure you’re not physically in pain, his touch asking permission for the simplest caress. You might feel embarrassed to explain why you're crying, but the Captain will coax you to talk only if you bestow him this honor. Otherwise, he never mocks or admonishes you for crying – “This is not a sign of weakness, but a sign of humanity in your strength.”

To soothe you, he'd drape an arm around your shoulder, bringing the side of his coat to shield you. If you desire, he'd immediately discard his coat entirely and wrap it over your shoulders. And if you desire neither this or that, he'd silently kneel, asking for permission to pick you up in his forearms, so you may rest on his shoulder while he carries you away.

✧ You cannot conceal your sorrows from Il Dottore. He suspects you are feeling dejected before you even realize it. Should your shoulders quiver and tears well in your eyes, he'll be the first to perceive it. His already tense countenance will harden, and in short, murderous intent, he’ll ask:

“Who did this to you?”

His first suspension is that someone foolish enough dared to hurt you, and his next task is to seek out that moron. And stars above, if someone did ruin your day, the Doctor will have a new cadaver on his lab table. You'll have to physically restrain the Harbinger in front of you by putting your hands on his shoulder and explaining hurriedly that no one did anything harmful.

Il Dottore won't quell his inner rage so easily though. As you shake your head, and rub your eyes, it will require much persuasion to convince him that it’s not as dire as he suspects. Nonetheless, Dottore will keep a tight hold on your form. If he won't murder someone in rage, then he'll prepare a soothing beverage and wrap you up in a comfortable seating so you may rest your weary head. He’ll have to personally drag you to sit by his lap so you won’t desolate yourself into a depressive fit again.

“Wasting your breath and energy on crying is a futile endeavor. You'll only tire your body out… so rest in my arms before your mind starts weaving more puny sentiments.”

✧ The ever-prideful and strict Scaramouche would find himself faltering into silence when the unfamiliar sound emanates from your being. The hiccupped sounds of choked cries are not foreign to him - he recognized them very well and was personally acquainted with the physical pain of crying. But seeing the closest being, the one he calls most cherished, to unexplainable weep was a new form of pain he had never experienced.

“... Are you-? What's wrong, are you hurt? Did something-!”

An expression of shock and fear bestows the Balladeer, his hands are reluctant and afraid to cross your boundaries when you cry in front of him. His first instinct is to believe that he has erred, that he has hurt you or spoken insensitively. Anguished, his fist tightens, dreading your stern rejection. Yet, all it takes is a gentle shake of your head and a soft reassurance - no, he hasn't actually done anything wrong.

His brow will remain furrowed, and only under your permission, he would glue himself to you in a reassuring embrace. It's only after he's assured of your safety and well-being that the Harbinger begins to ease up and scoff. Maybe, just maybe, he will go and bring your favorite sweets afterward. Regardless, his hands kept cupping your face, thumbs gently wiping your tears.

“Ha, you’re that sensitive that you’d weep at the most minor inconvenience? Fine, I’ll stay here. But don’t get too comfortable. And you better stop apologizing for crying. You should never say sorry for something like that. It’s in your right to cry… Just come to me when something’s troubling you, alright?”

✧ You cannot recall a single instance when Pantalone's captivating smile ever wavered. The man has perfected his charismatic, million-mora smile that only you can discern if he’s being genuine or not. But to witness it dropping completely in a cold stare while you cried was chilling. You felt scared, as the Harbinger grew eerily silent with each slow step, he demanded:

“... Give me names and I will make sure they will disappear permanently.”

You jolted. This was bad, and it sure didn’t quell your sobbing as you hurriedly shook your head. Pantalone took a deep sigh, his brain forced to flip a switch and change to a more tender tone so he wouldn’t scare you further with his sinister rage. He will deal with the causes later. What mattered now was your shaken state. Hence, like the dotting lover he is, he softly inquired whether you wish to talk or have some privacy.

If you willingly welcomed his physical touch, then prepare yourself for a day filled with him enfolding you tightly. He will draw you near, letting you cry your frustrations out until you get fatigued and rest against his lean chest. The Regrator always fulfills his pledges, gently rocking you back and forth. He will vow to spoil you on the next shopping spree and purchase everything you desire - luxuries, clothes, perfumes, or fancy meals, all of it is yours with a snap of his fingers (even if you reprimand his indulgence). His embraces are tenacious, endless kisses raining down on your face until you plead and whine to be released from his insistent hugs.

"My heart, how can I possibly release you when you should be adorned with kisses instead of tears? I am afraid I won’t be so easily reassured until I see your smile again."

✧ Tartaglia’s highlight of the day is mirroring your luminous smile; hence when he first heard your sorrowful sniffles, it felt like a sudden dark cloud washed past him, pouring cold water to wipe his smile off in an instant. Without hesitation, his hand found itself on your shoulder as he guided you to sit first.

“Hey, hey… What’s wrong, darling? I’m here, it’s alright.”

He observes your attempt to explain the root of your troubles, but as you try to elaborate, your tears only intensify against your own will. Kneeling in front of you, his gaze was resolute - he now had a mission. He will immediately soothe your mood with tender words of endearment, lighthearted banter, and the occasional joke here and there, anything to make you crack up with that sweet smile he so adores.

Tartaglia will remind you that first and foremost, he is your Ajax - the one who will bring laughter through his playful teasing and delightful humor during your times of melancholy. The one who will cook you the best Snezhnayan Bliny better than any pancake restaurant. And the one who will always be there so you can lean your head on his shoulder and just feel his heartbeat as he embraces you deeply. In any other circumstances, he is the 11th of the Fatui Harbinger who will work and bloody his fists for your safety. However, for now, you shouldn’t occupy your thoughts with such concerns.

“Hey, it’s alright… You don’t have to feel embarrassed for crying. We all have bad days from time to time. How about this, leave today’s dinner on me. I shall cook your favorite even better than you could imagine! Or else what sort of boyfriend would I be if I’m not spoiling my darling.”

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chlmtsdoll · 10 months ago

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Guys I loved writing the first short n sweet inspo fic so here’s more bc that ovulation album is too good <3

WHERE ART THOU ? WHY NOT UPONETH ME ?

౨ৎ Summary: your hosting a slumber party at Art’s mansion. But you can’t quite stay away from your pull to get the man in a room where there are no others. Inspo from Bed Chem by Sabrina Carpenter 🤍

+ 18 | very much smut !, unprotected sex, age gap, (reader early 20’s) dilf!Art, size kink, first daddy kink fic (omg) semi-public sex, oral (f) reviving, pet names, this made me feel a bit slutty just writing it, needy!reader, fatherly Art ;)

A/N: the fucking edits on tiktok of Mike to Bed Chem are making me go insane ! just when I thought there was no possible way for me to be crazier over this man omfg. So I had to give the girls a fic to go w it ofc <3

It was like fate. The day you met him.

Nothing could of been more perfect when the stars aligned to bring you to accompany your solid group of trust fund friends to one of his tournaments that evening. You were like most girls your age, makeup, pop music, nice ornaments for your wardrobe — you weren’t the kind of girl that could say she knew much about sports, and certainly little to nothing to be caught landing a seat at the us open... but eventually that grew to be a substantial part of what found him to be so drawn to you.

It was that day when you’d been in the bleachers watching the blonde play like it was his life’s greatest prophecy. For the first time in your still too little years of living, you’d never felt that aroused by a man you’d only saw from the mere view of him hitting a ball with a racket.

But he was unearthly.

Built like how men used to be. Face like it came straight from heaven. Serve like he knew a thing or two in bed.

You were drunk on want, need for him. You were damn lucky your friends were loaded enough to go to all the after parties with most of the star athletes. It was insane to you that you would follow the vip and your most sports driven friends (enthusiast if you will.) to where the elites spend their time. You wanted a nice hang out. Good food. Expensive drinks. But it was between you and the universe that you’d leave with so much more.

You were in a sheer dress and kitten heels when he spotted you. Just his star studded sly smile from across the event hall, when he saw you and your friends conversing in mostly a pretentious manner like most kids your age did when they could afford the lifestyle most people only dreamed of. But not you, you were entranced, pulled away. By his wide, blue eyes that you assumed filled with the same yearn you’d been struck with. And to your quick manifest, Art was gazing right back at you.

Only sharing a couple brief exchanges with the tall and stature, modest but kindly — beautiful and magnetic man around mutual friends, before you’d both been rushed to leave. Him with his team, and you with your entourage.

Like that you were tied to the tennis star in the blink of a moment. And Soon enough — being photographed with him around the heat of the city.

Games, athlete dinner parties, press events. Even photos of you two sharing more than a couple of words, maybe even kisses, behind menus at glamorous rooftop restaurants. Magazine outlets went crazy through the roof in just a few weeks time. Milking whatever they could out of Art Donaldson and his controversially younger girlfriend.

They didn’t have enough tabs on what you two had officially been to one another and that was perfect for the two of you. Because now that time has pushed you and the blonde closer and more into each other — you’d spend days and nights locked away with Art in his new found mansion post his former divorce. Home so beautifully articulated and big enough for you to be extra generous with your time with the dream boat of a man.

It would go down in history what the two of you had done in every room.

Now, a gorgeous weekend ahead of you after your week that was always filled with Art treating you to the finest cooked dinners, at home date nights filled with breezy smiles and full closeness to balance your dates out on the town. Going wherever you felt just to hold hands under umbrellas and traffic lights. With all the new adorned love in your life, and man with too much mystic taking up your time, it had been a good minute since you saw your girlfriends, caught up or shared a drink. You were just so wound up in Art and the way he treated you like a princess to, and in your own world.

So you’d asked Art if you could host a sweet little sleepover for you and your girls at the mansion — and of course he complied. It was anything for his perfect girl since the beginning.

“I could ask the chef to whip up some,” Art spoke into you as he held your hips in his vast hands running carefully over the hem of your satin bottoms as you stood in the middle of the spacious kitchen with him.

“That’s okay, I wanna do it.” You laughed softly, as you stared up at the man. “Nothing says fun girls night like making our own home made friandises”

Art had tilted his head in slight confusion with eyes in question to your tone when you’d practice what you’d been learning in your French courses on him. It was all the most adorable to you really. Your laugh echoed.

“Treats, baby.”

“I- - I knew that,” He scoffed and your giggles were infectious with delight to him.

“It’s gonna be fun. We’ll watch movies, paint our nails, share snacking tips. It’s been so long since I’ve seen the girls.”

Art grinned at the way you lit up with excitement, and his icy eyes looked down at your figure below him. He tried not to bite down on his lip at the way you were in the pajamas usually he only saw you in. Pink lace two piece jammies. Completely recognized because he got them for you. The transparency to them was way too easy on the eyes.

Arts tongue darted out to wet his lips before he questioned, “Is that what you’re wearing ? There aren’t gonna be any boys.. right ?”

“No, silly. That of course counts out you — if.. you wanna join us.” You looked up at him through your lightly mascara coated lashes, it felt as if the flirtatiousness through your gaze just hooked Art by the belt.

“No, no. I’ll give you and your friends your space, doll.” The blonde gave you a chary little smile, “I really doubt they’d want an old man around while you’re trying to have fun.”

“Quit it ! You’re not old. And they adore you.” You stood on the tips of your toes, Art met you so you could leave a sweet kiss on his cheek, with a blush to your own.

“Thank’s for letting me have this little party, baby.”

“Course, what else would be better use for all this space ? Other than for the amusement of twenty something girls.”

Art chuckled and you surely were in agreement, because when your girlfriends did arrive it was immediately shrieks of girlish camaraderie and chatter of awe as you brought them around the place of posh and eloquent nature. Your laugh could of been heard from the other side of the place where Art had eventually been stored away for the night while your hands were knee deep in cookie dough and rainbow sprinkles. Pj sets all from the brands you and your friends never stopped talking about. Having your night filled with reruns of classic movies to sipping champagne.. and the wine, red, (your pick) was certainly slipping through you as the moments went on.

You’d been with your best friend when you two had a moment alone to catch up in one of the halls of the buoyant abode. Whispers and giggles coming from between the two of you as a glass of wine hung from your palm.

“God, he was a such a cutie.” She coo’d as you two had found a very special wall of framed photos of Art from back in his prime tennis days. The blonde around your age who seemed filled with joyfully energetic faces and awards from across the globe. A smile woke upon your face as you folded your arm to admire the man you’d now call your own.

“Sometimes I wish I’d known him then,” you simpered. “But I’m beyond lucky now. Because he’s still cute, and sexier.”

You tittered fondly and your friend laughed with you as she playfully tugged on your shoulder. “You gotta lock that down, y’know… you’ll be like- - hella famous just from being a world class tennis superstars hot young wife.”

She announced as she sipped on something burgundy and you thought with a heightened grin. She couldn’t have been farther from right. And as the months go by you would fall farther and farther head over heels for Art every day. You’d be his wife in an instant. That was the dream after all, and you could certainly say you’d been living one.

“I guess I’ll just have to wait for him to put a ring on it..” You smiled with a dazed shrug as you embarked your wine glass to your lips again.

“He better.” Your friend chirped with a proud glint and you couldn’t help but stay stuck in your thought of your boyfriend who’s been just a few rooms away for the past couple of hours while you’d been enjoying all the perks of your girls making the most of their time with you. But you couldn’t help but want Art to be nearby now, and the red wine in your system maybe hit more than just your head — you couldn’t even try to fight it.

You missed your man.

So after you’d take in a few more drinks and a bit sensually themed games with your friends, you’d made your attempt escape off to find Art. Slipping away from the girls was easy when you’d have every necessity needed to execute a very graceful grown up girl sleepover provided for them.

You’d been walking down the hall heading to where his office and master bedroom would be at the end of the home, and as you passed by the lush kitchen area, to your surprise, there he was. Muscles looked enchantingly delicious in this light as they flexed to pull on the fridge handle and when he turned, his eye line met your glance staring back his way (of course you’d both arrive at the same time.) Arts lips began to curl in an amours grin when he saw your petite figure making it’s way over to him with the same like of smile across your face.

“Hi, baby. You having fun?” He glanced down at you through his blonde lashes to meet your nod, only following up with a soft titter as you stepped closer to the man. He almost immediately picked up on the lust laced within your eye and the way you slightly leaned onto the fridge door with your aura basically gooing with sex at him now. The blonde had an eyebrow furrowed as he chuckled just a bit and he sized you up.

“Are you drunk, princess?”

“No. No… no,” you shook your head.

It had been true. You weren’t drunk. But a little wine tipsy and horny ? Definitely.

Art hummed and put the back of his hand to your forehead gently as he observed your state. “Did you eat?”

“Mhm, did you ?”

“No. That’s why I came down, not to stalk you. I promise.” The man laughed, to which you did as well and you only raised your arms so they could embrace your boyfriend’s shoulders with a soft hum.

“Y’know, if you’re hungry, you can eat me.” Your finger tips grace Arts neck unashamed as you smile into the crook, and he took in a breath, proceeding to hold you close.

“Oh- -” his chuckle matched your giggle as he noticed you’d changed again. His hands were gliding up the ruffle of the even more transparent sheer cover on you’d been dressed in. Lime tinted. The shorts were near pantie like.

“Mmm, I miss you, I want you.” You peppered kisses as close as you could to his earlobe from your height and Arts breath hitched as he was weak to your slow but enticing touch to him. Fogging up his knowledge that you’d been right in the middle of the open kitchen that was just a few ways down from the living area your friends had been in.

“Here, sweetness ? Your friends- -” Art murmurs down to your ear, but you just locked your arms just above his shoulders without a care.

“And- - ? What about them ? I need you,” you whined. “I want your touch.”

“Yeah? You want me to touch you?”

You nodded again with a naughty giggle and the blonde was smirking now, his hands roamed your body. Large and groping your curves. As much as he knew what was rightful, Art just couldn’t deny your cling to him in that damn near lingerie that had him going almost unbearably hard beneath his jeans since you walked in. Feral even. It was beginning to get miserable as you pressed your dainty chest against his, he felt your nipples grow hard and sensitive against the cloth. So into his aroma, presence, like you were a moth to a torch.

He’d fallen into your pecks merging with his now. Kissing you against where the cupboards stand like your lips were candy. Your small legs stumbling as the man towered over you “Fuck, you look amazing in that set.” Art pulled away from your plump lips to view your gorgeously perfect body. You batted your lashes once. And his attain just couldn’t be stopped. Art slid his hands across your soft ass cheeks, massaging and kneading it in his palms before leading up to laying a solid smack which made you hiss out an excited squeal-like giggle. Your fingertips slid down his ample biceps brushed with virile bristles of hair.

“If I had known you’d like this set so much, I would of worn it much sooner for you.”

Art leaned into you and he held a sly smirk, “this was your plan all along, yeah? Wearing that to get my attention so I would come out here and fuck you in the middle of your slumber party.. you’re such a naughty girl.”

You only giggled more into his skin with a slow exhale, your freshly painted french tips exploring him as he explored you. Art took his sweet time just feeling the way your ass jiggled in his palms and you felt like you’d been going weak in the knees before his tender contact turned rough when he turned you around without warning, making you gasp.

Art made sure you could feel how hard you’d gotten him as he pressed himself to your core. Facing the counter, you lost yourself in complete bliss just to the feeling of not knowing where he’d pleasure you next — Arts restrained bulge against your clothed cunt was just something else. The blonde pushed up your sheer top just a bit and pressed a kiss to your shoulder, you made a soft noise with it.

“Feel what you do to me, pretty girl.” Art nibbled on your earlobe and you sunk your teeth into your bottom lip to subtle your smile. His hands bracing your hips as he stared down at your lacy panties and your minx-like eyes followed Arts famished expression while he licked his bottom lip.

“All yours, daddy.” Your sweet voice immediately made Art go nearly lightheaded and that was it. He melted.

The man tucked both his thumbs into the fabric and pulled your panties down clean with raucousness, followed up with him getting down on his knees before spreading you with his palms and your hands reached for the marble with a soft whimper.

“That’a girl, stay open for me.. Let me taste you.” Art huffed out before he pushed one of your legs up on the counter and you breathed out at the feeling of him making your body his toy for amusement. Art took his fingers and ran them up your folds, getting them wet with the slick of your pussy. Your cheeks started to heat up just at the wonderful pad of his index running against your core like that , making you let out a soft, “oh..” by the way he moved to rub around your clit. Arts lips kissed on your exposed inner thighs, and your jaw became unlocked extraordinarily far when his tongue finally rolled on the soft tissue.

He was splitting you clean open on the counter as tiny whimpers escaped your throat. You were lost in the draw you had to the man making you feel surpassing of even the way you played it all out in your head. “Mmm, yeah- - yes” you panted and the man flicked his digit over your bud at the same time he’d been making out with your cunt. Letting deep groans flow throughout your opening. You’d been on the tip of your toes for him. Letting him suck where you pulsed till you’d been overstimulated if he wanted.

Your head had been spinning from the friction of his perfectly sculpted nose rubbing against your sensitive area. Art was known to be gifted with his mouth so much so, you almost wondered if your friends would have heard if you just couldn’t keep your moans level — but with the way Art held your hips, fucked his tongue into your cunt like you’d been his last meal, your anxiousness washed away. All you could do was let the shake of your thighs and Arts dripping oral member lead you to a crisp pleasurable cry.

“Shit,” Art took a brief exhale as he pulled away from your entrance, dampened lips of your juices going wide with a grin and he ran his palms over your slick thighs again,

“you’re so fucking wet for me, princess. You gonna take my dick? Let me make you feel good?”

“Mmm, please. Fill me up, Art. I wanna feel you.”

“You gotta be quite for me, baby.” Art stood to his feet.

You didn’t care. All you could think about was dick. Arts phenomenal dick. You wanted him to toss you over and split you open till you were sobbing on his thick member, your wine drunk friends would understand. A girl has her needs.

The risk made your blood pressure rise as the moment went on, when Art reached over you to tug your panties dangling from your thighs all the way down — he kicked them off to the side. Taking note of his own belt buckle and undoing it quickly, which you only grew more greedy by the sound of him unzipping his fly. The blondes aquamarine orbs swam with the need to pump you fuller than you’d ever taken him.

“Bend over for me, sweet girl..” Art breathed out softly as his slightly calloused hands ran from your hip up your spine while you did so, bending over fully and displaying your sweet dripping cunt for the mans lidded eyes. He sucked in his breath and his now aroused dick twitched when it unveiled from his boxers — going barmy with just how tiny and soft you looked beyond him.

“So fucking tight and small- - your amazing with the way you take me when I barely fit in, sweets.”

You bit down on your finger as you watched Art run his hands over your ass. Take your hips and line his cock up with your hole. He hissed at the way your soaking cunt wet his tip, you almost croaked out a deep moan at his gestures to tease your pussy. Just nodding along as you’d gone cock drunk before he’d even been in you. Your nails run at the marble counter as Art slowly burrowed into your drooling core. Working you open as his cock disappeared into your body inch by inch — he pushed your thigh higher onto the ledge as you whined at the stretch.

“Ah.. mmm- - fuck, fuck, fuck,” you groaned as you adjusted to the size of his warmth finally filling you full. Art was big. And he’d never want to put you, his sweet doll in discomfort for long, never. So when he started to plunge into you, he watched as your face scrunched up from ache to pleasure in time. His name sputtering from your mouth as you clawed at the counter top and he watched your pussy lips that were just throbbing around his erection like it was begging to be so sporadically fucked by him.

“That’s it baby doll,” his own groans heightened as his hips knock into your cervix, chasing that spot of yours till you were moaning and whimpering like a slut around him. Hole so full with yours and his pre-cum and you sucked in your bottom lip, tussled hair going wild on your back. You just had to look over your shoulder to watch him — see Arts gorgeous face as he snapped against you all shimmering with light sweat as he focused on the way a ring of your wetness pooled around his base.

“You love this, hu? Getting me to fuck you while your friends carry on without you- - At your party. But you just had to come.. looking for daddy’s cock, yeah? You love being a dirty, dirty girl for me.” Art rasped as he clenched his jaw with the overwhelming feeling of your tight cunt clenching him. It made your skin feel like it had been sparked with fire, so exhilarated. He put his hands in your hair to fuck into you as your jaw dangled open.

“Oh! F-fuck! I needed that big fucking dick, daddy… w-want you to cum all over me, mmm- -” you were choking out whimpers and your pretty little hole dripped with Arts pre-seed slipping from you, making it drag out when he pulled out of your pussy to turn you around and pick you up in one swift motion. Your high pitched gasp echoed as you wrapped your legs around the mans abdomen and Art set you on the counter. His lips curl up into a smirk and his eyes met your wide doe set ones. Slipping back into you he watched you cry out his name. Rutting into your heavenly body at this angle, hands go squeezing your thighs, and Art kept them apart as he took you at a wild pace. Hitting that gooey spot till you didn’t remember your own name. “Good fucking girl. That’s it- - such a sweet thing for me, taking all of my cock. It was made for you, doll.”

You couldn’t even catch your self as you’d leaned back on the counter and let Art pound into you. Your tits bounced with each thrust and you were shuttering as your orgasm ripped through you without warning. “Yes ! Ooh- - shit, yes yes yes…” you were whining out as you came on Arts dick. He held your legs spread as he grunted and watched you soak him uncontrollably. You loved it. Feeling like his perfect little gift. Art licked over his lips at the sight of your beauty, throwing your head back in bliss, he pulled out of you and pushed up your dainty little baby doll top — making space as he pumped his throbbing dick over your stomach till he himself came hard. Ropes shooting out on your candescent skin and making sure some got on your pussy just for the fun of it, he grinned and trailed his thumb up your gentle inner calf that had been dangling by his side.

You were whimpering like you’d gotten your brains fucked out to the sweetest soundtrack you’d ever heard. Art was so cinematic in moments like these, he leaned up to kiss at the nape of your neck, cheek, and lips.

“Pretty, perfect girl.. I love you.” Your gentleman muttered against your mouth. You smiled and sunk your teeth into your bottom lip as Art brought your panties up to help you slip them back over your thighs and to your feet as steady as you could. Dressing himself as well, he glanced down at you through his hooded eyes to see your impressively only slightly disheveled state. You were just always glowing, it was hard to make that go away anyways.

“You sleeping down here tonight?” Art buckled his pants again as he questioned you with a soft raised brow. You started to smirk at the way he was heading. You shrug.

“Maybe, maybe not… I’ll sneak into your room when they’re sleep, if you want.” You offered the man, the glint in your eye saying you’d suck his cock and let him have you in as many different positions as he’d like in a couple hours till you were all tapped out. The blonde only scuffed and towered over your presence that was still taken by your hoyden attitude, just to turn you back towards the doorway.

“Go host your party.” he taunted almost fatherly, to then leave a light slap on your ass that made you giggle on the way out.

#art donaldson #art donaldson x female reader #art donaldson smut #art donaldson x reader #dilf!art #challengers #challengers smut #x reader #challngers x reader #challengers fic #petite!reader #size k!nk #fanfiction #sabrina carpenter #short n sweet #bed chem #chlmtsdoll writes

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returnofeternity · 2 months ago

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the new pic of nat’s mugshot … i saw it like an hour ago and im still thinking about being her gf in prison … or even just her gf waiting for her to get out ugh natalie 💔

giggling... thinking of waiting for her at home, wondering where the hell she is and what's taking her so long. you end up falling asleep because it's nearly 3am now, and you wake up to the prison calling you?? you find out she was arrested for possession of marijuana or some shit, and needs someone to bail her out, but you're broke </3

thinking about living with her in some trashy motel at this point, you have a shitty job that barely pays for groceries, let alone living here, but you like it here with her. it's nice coming home from a shitty shift and smoking with her, walking to some little shop and eating dinner together <3 walks back to the motel, asking if she's still considering going to jeff and shauna's wedding... telling her you'd reallyyy like to see her all dressed up and that it's been a while since you've all seen shauna anyway..

but anyway back to being her prison gf.. since you can't bail her out right this second, you visit her. you're already up and putting your shoes on the second the prison calls you and tells you that they have nat, and she's like a beaten puppy when you show up 😭 her ass was allll smug with the officers and shit while getting cuffed and her mugshot done, but the second you walk in there, she's silent. nat asking, "are you mad at me 🥺" when you cross your arms and call her an idiot (lovingly). mainly scolding her for not hiding her weed well and mumbling that you wanted to smoke some with her when she got home -___- but ofc you're also concerned !! telling her how worried you were back at home and how you thought she was dead somewhere :( this especially bc we know of her addictions post rescue ☹️ ur always worried about her. kissing her through the bars, telling her you'll be here first thing in the morning tomorrow to see her.

maybe hitting up taissa for money help because she was basically the only one helping nat post rescue... thinking of nat somehow smuggling the weed back and all of you smoke it in tai's car after she bails natalie out 😭

but if nat was just in custody or wtv, and you have to wait for her release, it's torture. it feels like hours in that waiting room, your ass getting sore on that uncomfortable chair as you look up expectantly every time the door opens, but it's never nat 😞 having her leather jacket in your hand because it's nighttime and it's cold, rubbing it with your thumb for comfort. your heart stopping when she enters the room, getting uncuffed and released.. you almost thought you'd never see her again. you're being dramatic, you know, but god, it was scary getting that phone call.

immediately bringing her in for a hug that lasts minutes before she mumbles if you can just go home, mainly bc she just wants to get out of here and because the officers are staring.. putting her jacket on her and holding her hand back to the car, asking if she wants to stop by the liquor store for some snacks. you guys just end up going home and you ask her to explain how she even got arrested in the first place, and she just shrugs and says it was stoopid, and that she's just glad she's back with you.

#anon #natalie scatorccio thoughts 💭#natalie scatorccio x reader

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kurokawaia · 5 months ago

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thoughts on sasuke with pregnant reader (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) (don't feel pressured if you don't want to write it Honey!! you know i love what you write either way 🫂)

Oh my goodness^^ ofc i'll share my thoughts nonnie!! you're too sweet omg 🫂🫂

CW/TW :: pregnancy, fem!reader, thelast!sasuke/postwar!sasuke, reader is a medical ninja

I can just imagine that on his travels that you are there with him. He is the one that asked you to come which surprised you because you'd never thought he would, until he did. During the time you were together, wondering outside the village, going to various places, you landed up pregnant.

This wasn't something to be disappointed of! No! In fact, Sasuke was the one who first brought up the topic, expressing his interest and you wanted to as well. The only problem was... how dangerous it would be for you now that you are having a child.

Sasuke and you managed to come to an agreement, that you'd go back to the village and he'd continue to travel around for two weeks before coming back for a week to spend time with you until you were further along, to which he'd stay three weeks and leave for only a couple days.

You were around 19 weeks pregnant and the both of you have been in the village for only a mere couple of hours after reporting in with the Hokage. He didn't even suspect a thing, you were wearing a coat which covered your body so he couldn't tell, only that you informed him that you wouldn't be travelling anymore due to some health issues.

But, this is were all the 'drama' starts. You're out getting some groceries because there is nothing in the house, nothing. You changed out from your ninja attire to something more comfortable, a fitted maxi dress which did, very obviously, show of your growing baby bump. Casually, you were just plopping in the stuff you and Sasuke needed into the smaller trolley's (sasuke isn't here bc naruto dragged him away to get some ramen, you said you're a strong independent woman who can shop herself (●'◡'●) )

This is when the stares start to begin. Because not only can they see your pregnant, but they can see the Uchiha Clan symbol sewn onto the back of your dress. The Uchiha symbol on your back wasn’t exactly subtle, and with your bump showing, it was pretty clear who you were and what was going on. You can feel the stares, you were only gone for what 7 months, that's not that long but you guessed that it was the fact that you left not pregnant and came back so.

It wasn’t every day they saw Sasuke Uchiha’s partner out and about anyways, since you work at the hospital AND being pregnant. That's a shocker. A group of older women passed by, their eyes lingering a little longer than usual. You didn’t blame them. Sasuke wasn’t exactly the type to be open about his personal life, and here you were, very obviously carrying his child. They probably never expected to see this side of him.

After a while, you headed to the checkout, noticing the stares hadn’t really stopped. You couldn’t help but think about how different life was now. Being with Sasuke always meant people were watching, but now, with a baby on the way, it felt even more intense. But you knew it is only because they never thought they'd ever see the day he'd settle down, and now he has!

Do not copy, steal, modify, etc. Relogs and like are appreciated.

#cw pregnancy #tw pregnancy #sasuke x reader #sasuke x you #sasuke uchiha x reader #naruto x reader #naruto x you #uchiha x reader

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myuviis · 3 months ago

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FIVE PHOTOS

synopsis: it was karina’s birthday and you made a special gift for her

pairing(s): student!karina x student!female!reader

genre: fluff

warning(s): swearing (abit)

note: happy bday to my wife karina

karina was too busy studying. she had tests coming her way and she couldn’t fail any of them. you came into her room and heard the pen scratching the piece of paper paired with some soft music playing on her laptop. you knocked on her opened door three times, she looked back at you in surprise.

“oh!” she jumped up. “hi baby, i’m just finishing things here.” you kissed her forehead and handed her an photo album.

“what’s this?” she asked forgetting about her work. “open it.” you smiled.

she opened the book and saw pages with memories and words written down.

FIRST

photo: you two in the library studying together. you both looked so peaceful together. the photo was taken by a friend.

letter:

this was the first time we had studied in the library together. you were teaching me biology. i think i was too focused on your face instead of what you said :( but anyways, you were such a good teacher and i loved how every time your bangs fell down you would put them behind your ears showing your sharp jawline. loved this moment bc i saw your side profile. i was flabbergasted and in so much shock how i managed to pull you. i don’t think you noticed at all but i had to control my breathing because you were too pretty. u were too focused on the text book tho. cutie ;(

SECOND

photo: karina with flowers

letter:

this was our first valentine together!! i can’t believe you beat me to it and asked me to be your valentine first!! >:( i was literally planning it too.. but im glad you did it anyways because i think i would’ve pussied out in the end yk? but anyways, i got you flowers (jacob’s ladder and roses combined if u forgot) i only knew you liked them because i begged for your friends to tell me :D (i paid them to do it) they were so secretive and suspicious of me (especially winter) i was sweating so hard… :( in the end ningning bursted it all out proudly just because i gave her 10 bucks :(

THIRD

photo: karina wearing mickey mouse headband

letter:

okay you looked so cute in this photo i was gonna latch onto you and squeeze your cheeks. i remember you telling me that your cheeks were so swollen because you ate something last night and told me to not take a photo.. poor bby :( but how could i resist, you looked so cute. i remember before we fell asleep you asked me “will you be the minnie mouse to my mickey mouse” so proudly. i think you proposed to me but whatever :( i’m your wife now btw you have no choice :D

FOURTH

photo: karina sipping coffee

letter:

i bet you didn’t even know i had this photo of you <3 but like you were too pretty i had to take a photo. and guess what? this was on the digital camera you gave me for my birthday! love you for that btw <333 i’m pretty sure this was when the cafe just opened and you had dragged me there to check it out. never thought we would go there almost weekly now. at first i thought that there wasn’t much people and it was probably bad. you said “the less people the better! no one was disturb us now” and smiled brightly at me. u awakened smth in me i swearrrr. i mean u were my gay awakening sooooo

FIFTH

photo: karina eating hotpot

letter:

i remember you telling me at 11pm that there was a new hotpot restaurant nearby and that you were craving some. ofc i thought it was too late but somehow you changed my mind?? it was a 10 minute walk and the hotpot was so worth the money. it was pretty pricey and you insisted on paying for it but ofc i couldn’t let you do that my princess pookie wookie bear <333 you looked so happy after on the walk back home and ofc you slept like a koala clinging onto me when we went to sleep. i think that hotpot did smth to u.. i cant rlly say anything tho bc that actually helped me sleep till 11am. i love you

“you’re so sweet baby.” she put the book down and hugged you. you giggled. “it’s really nothing. happy birthday karina.” you smiled. “i love you.” she said. “love you too.” you kissed her on the lips. “how about you take a break today?” you suggested. she nodded. karina jumped up and wrapped her legs around your waist. “wait—!” you said before you both fall backwards on her bed. “you’re lucky the bed was behind me.”

#wlw #yu jimin #yu jimin x reader #karina x reader #aespa karina #aespa x reader #female reader #karina #kpop #kpop x reader #kpop gg #𓎟𓎟 w𝔬𝔯k𝔰 ᛝ ⋆

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kxsagi · 1 month ago

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hello its may 1 for u now🤫 how would the blue lock characs fare with a reader thats disabled... specifically in the legs.. and bcs of this she doesnt like going outside n only stays in bed n stuff…. with the itoshi brothers, isagi n anyone else u want… thank u😋

“𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩”

a/n: ofc!!! these boys are the best bfs ever

ft. isagi yoichi, itoshi rin, itoshi sae, nagi seishiro, mikage reo, kaiser michael, bachira meguru, chigiri hyoma, karasu tabito, hiori yo

isagi yoichi

isagi doesn’t push you to go outside, he’s gentle about it.

he brings the outside to you. open windows, a little potted plant he’s sure you’ll name something dumb like “greenie,” and flowers he saw on his way home.

“sunlight’s good for serotonin, love. so i brought both.”

he’s constantly updating you on everything you’re missing like he’s live-commentating a nature documentary.

he’ll climb into bed with you, legs hanging off the side, pulling up match replays on his phone and resting it on your chest like a movie night.

you once said, “i feel like a burden,” and his eyes narrowed so hard you thought you’d get vaporized.

“if i ever hear you say that again, i’m calling you every slur known to mankind.”

itoshi rin

he gets very quietly worried.

doesn’t always know how to express it, but he’s always thinking about you.

orders groceries, learns to cook simple meals, keeps your favorite drink stocked.

not overly affectionate at first, but he always checks: “do you want company today?”

if yes, he’ll sit beside your bed and read or scroll through his phone.

if no, he still leaves a snack on your nightstand.

if you open up about your insecurity, his voice gets really serious: “you’re allowed to not be okay. just don’t shut me out.”

holds your hand when you cry and refuses to let go until you’ve fallen asleep.

itoshi sae

very… blunt.

not in a mean way, just practical. he doesn’t sugarcoat things but he never makes you feel lesser.

“you’re not broken. you’re still you.”

if you’re upset, he doesn’t try to fix it with hollow reassurances. he’ll sit with you in the silence and let you feel.

sometimes he just crawls into bed next to you and knocks out, head on your stomach, no questions asked.

“don’t feel like moving? good. i didn’t want to either.”

will absolutely carry you if you ever say you do want to go outside.

“shut up. you’re light. plus i like the excuse to hold you this close.”

nagi seishiro

king of being horizontal.

genuinely doesn't see an issue with your preference to stay in bed, he’d stay there too if people stopped bothering him.

plays games beside you or leans back so you can watch comfortably.

casually adapts to your needs without making a fuss about it.

if he sees you struggling, he doesn’t say “do you need help?” he just does it.

“you’re still stronger than reo in a 1v1.”

when you’re feeling down, he’ll dramatically throw himself across you like a human weighted blanket and groan, “ugh, life’s so hard… you’re the only reason i’m surviving.”

he means it, kind of.

mikage reo

rich boy privileges: he immediately researches accessibility products and home modifications.

hires people to help, but only if you're comfortable with it.

if you say no to something, he listens.

he’s the type to book a private movie screening just so you can enjoy something new without dealing with crowds or logistics.

but he’s also just as happy doing nothing with you.

“whatever makes you happy, makes me happy.”

always checking in, but never overwhelming. he lets you set the pace and is endlessly patient.

may or may not try to build a robotic exosuit “just for fun.”

kaiser michael

oh he pretends to be annoyed: “ugh, you never wanna go out and show off how hot you are? tragic.”

but behind that ego is someone who makes your bed the most comfortable place on earth.

he’ll bring in fairy lights, plushies, top-tier bedding, and a projector so your room feels like a cozy palace.

“who needs the outside world when you’ve got me, anyway?”

if anyone dares pity you or talk down on you, he will go feral.

super soft when you’re feeling down. strokes your hair and mumbles dumb things like: “i’d trade my legs if it meant you could dance again. but you’d probably hate that, ‘cause i have hot legs.”

always gassing you up. always making you laugh. always calling you “queen of the bed.”

bachira meguru

tries to make everything fun, even when you're sad.

brings art supplies, glow-in-the-dark stars, board games. anything to make your space lively.

sometimes he lies next to you and pretends you’re on a spaceship bed traveling through the galaxy.

“captain! we’ve reached the jellybean nebula!”

your laughs are his mission.

if you’re having a bad day, he builds you a blanket fort and lets you vent inside the “safe zone.”

“i love you. not your legs. not your ability to walk. just you.”

lowkey the best emotional support human ever.

chigiri hyoma

out of everyone, he gets it the most.

the moment he finds out about your leg disability, he doesn’t look at you with pity. just a quiet sort of empathy in his eyes.

“i know what it’s like… i had an ACL injury before.”

doesn’t say “i understand” lightly, but he truly means it.

he’s the kind of person who’ll sit beside you on bad days and just be present. no pressure to talk. just there.

and if you do talk, he listens like your words are gold.

loves brushing your hair while you rant or holding your hand under the blankets.

sometimes he gets a little choked up, like he’s projecting his past onto your struggles, but he catches himself.

“sorry. it’s just… you remind me a little of how i used to be.”

he encourages you slowly, softly. not to walk. not to change. but to believe that you’re still strong, even when you don’t feel like it.

brings you hot tea and flowers and puts on calming music when you’re overwhelmed.

if you ever want to go outside, he’s already scouting the area for accessibility ahead of time.

“you’re not a burden. not to me. never to me.”

he kisses your forehead like he’s trying to protect every part of you – body, heart, and soul.

karasu tabito

chill and sarcastic, but very observant.

he notices when your mood shifts and knows how to break tension with a well-timed joke.

if you’re lying in bed moping, he’ll pop in like: “oh no. the bed’s taken her hostage. quick, i’ll negotiate her release with chocolate.”

still checks in under the jokes. “but seriously. want anything?”

will carry you fireman-style just to be annoying.

also threatens to push you around in a shopping cart if you refuse a wheelchair.

“you don’t have to move. i got you.”

and he does got you. more than you realize.

hiori yo

he doesn’t say it outright, but the man is down bad for you being bedridden.

like, way too chill about it. suspiciously into it.

finds your quiet, withdrawn nature so alluring. your stillness, your softness, the pain in your eyes, you are his type to a terrifying degree.

the first time he sees you curled up in bed, blanket over your legs, eyes tired? he’s cooked. doomed. obliterated.

“you don’t go outside much?” he asks, voice a little too soft, like he’s already mentally moving in. “... good. i’ll stay in with you.”

he doesn’t just want to take care of you. he wants to worship you. he brings snacks, books, heating pads, and affection like it’s an offering.

genuinely blushes when you look fragile. fragile is hot to him. like sorry not sorry.

if anyone calls you weak? he’s unbothered. in fact, he agrees. “yeah. she’s weak. that’s why she needs me.” and he means it.

strokes your leg absentmindedly like it’s his favorite thing in the world, even if you can’t feel it. “it’s okay if you can’t run. you’re mine. stay still.”

gets a little dark when someone tries to force you out of bed or pressure you to be “normal.” he smiles, but there’s no warmth in it. “she’s perfect the way she is. back off.”

your disability doesn’t scare him. it fascinates him. and not in a weird science way, in a “i could devote my entire life to this girl and be happy” way.

to hiori, you’re not “broken.” you’re beautiful because you’re fractured. and he wants every piece.

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that-smallinjured-bowylamb · 2 months ago

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Okay, ik this is random but a thought just popped up in my head... and like, what if yuu (us) had a..

Warnings ⚠️: cussing, idk Grammer, a little sprinkle of glitter (angst), I was probably high as I write this, spoilers for overblots!! and bla bla bla, lots of warnings you should know about, it's romance (because I want to feed my delusions, please let me have this one time 🙏🙏🙏), maybe OOC? Idk but it's that lethal face card okay? 😘 you're beautiful, reader is Gender neutral but might as well become someone's wifey. P.s I had even saw this in tiktok abt some TWST guy gets dared but then sees your face and stuff, so it got me thinking.

Lethal face card?

Like a face so majestic, it's otherworldly (literally) and impossible? Like in-game, there are just like cherub cute faces or sharp faces while being hot and whatnot, like so many attractive people *secretly glances at the TWST moms.* and they are just so charming in their own ways. But then there's like yuu, who just thinks they're average asf and don't think they can pull hoes, bc like in their world, they be seeing lots of kids YOUNGER THAN THEM literally having cute dates together, especially when that one friend that keeps talking about their 'fine' shyte and how their best friend sooooo wants them badly!

But the thing is, is that the fine shyte looks dog shyte. Uglier than any insect would be. Heck, the insects themselves are offended that they are being compared in the same category as that thing.

But if a walking, personified, definition of disastrous can pull baddies such as your best friend, then, surely someone has a crush on you, right? Nah, not a single one of them had showed even a syllable of romance even exists in your very essence, existence.

...Then, you get kidnapped to another world, where there is actual fine shytes, even if they are absolutely assholes. So, personally, if I was there, I would be incredibly insecure (Cause' like, c'mon, LOOK at them. And is that a mf that can pull off a supposedly hideous Bob?) Man, I so wanna die on the spot.

But, conveniently, an incident happens in this ritual- ceremony area thing. So, timskip to that let's say you kept your mask on yk? (Like let's say most of your classmates came in sick in class and kept coughing but some had no decency to cover their mouths so you gotta wear a mask for protection ya know?) And it was brought with you (thankfully), and ofc everyone gotta question on why you have that strange mask on your face??? (Idk leave me alone atp everyone in there is mogging me without trying), now let's say what happens if you finally let down that mask for a breather cause' damn, it felt like you were in space with limited oxygen in there. But someone was nearby and saw your face...

...

OH SHIT. YOU'RE COOKED.

Not because he saw you without your mask, besides that he saw yo ugly ass face and realized- uh, why tf is he looking at you like that?

Oh, and him as well...

Ace and Deuce just stared at you, red. Like, completely red, it's like seeing their favorite idol for the first time and was wayy too excited about meeting them, but entirely forgot how to speak to them, well. Now that they know, it can't be that bad, right? But, then you remembered you are also not safe from rumors.

Headcanons! (This is my first time omg, I'm nervous abt the hate ☹️)

Ace Trappola

• So when he first met you, he kinda thought you were weird, like seriously? A mask? What for? Lmao what r u, Kuchisake-Onna?/j (he doesn't know this one, I just wanted to add it)

How he found out?:

• Was just trying to search for you, since you know, probably going to drag you to do dumb shit with him.

• Even dragging Deuce along since he, too, wanted to find you.

• "Yooo, prefect, ya here?-"

• makes the first eye contact with that side profile of yours...

• damn, prefect, you single? Shit, if not then he might as well steal you away from your man then.

• Literally had his breathe knocked out of his lungs as if Mani Pacquiao (Reference 🤭) took him out of the ring. (He might as well buy you one-)

•the next day, though? Not too sure if he can make eye contact with ya, but he does want you to remove that stupid mask, it's blocking a very nice view! (Not that he'll admit though.)

Deuce Spade

• Genuinely thought you were terminally ill or something, like he just thought you couldn't go without your mask because you have some serious health conditions, so he tries to help you, even carrying your books and getting Grim off your back every while.

How he found out?:

• Was also walking with Ace, because he wanted to tell you what he and Grim did today! Like, isn't he close to becoming a model student!? He hopes you'll be proud of him! Especially his mom!

• So imagine his confusion when Ace stops in his tracks after calling out to you. Like man's confused on why his yapper just shuts up.

• "Ace? What's going on? Why are you so silent? Something wrong with the Prefect?"

• Moves to the side, just to see your dangerous face card (hoo boy, aren't I so hot? 😍/hj)

• Dude is just standing there with Ace just like: 🧍🧍‍♂️🐈‍⬛

• PREFECT???? IS THAT YOU?? GREAT SEVENS MUST'VE BLESSED YOU WITH SOMETHING. DID THE FAIREST QUEEN PERSONALLY TOOK CARE OF YOU?? WHAT.

•Cue to a tomato Deuce, that's redder than the heart on Ace's eye, that's redder than red fuming Riddles' mc' diddles.

• And then, the next day... he struggles to speak with you. Like, equivalent to a caveman speaking the modern language of the new generation of this world, so all he could do was like 🦍

• PREFECT.... WHY... you said you were ugly??- what the- that doesn't make sense- Are. You. Blind? Or did someone from your world brainwash you into thinking you were not even the least attractive? Screw that. You need that mask REMOVED.

• So, uh... what do you think about marriage?-

Cater Diamond

• Okay, when he met you, he thought you were wearing that mask for aesthetic, but also quickly deduced it to insecurity or smth. Like, he doesn't exactly know why you have that on, but he won't question it if it's too personal, but then you go up and tell him it won't be a pretty look if he ever saw it, he doubts that.

How he found out?:

• So, actually, yapper dumb (Ace) and yapping dumber (Deuce) couldn't stop talking about you, like in a way where the biggest, juiciest secret had been recently spilled so you gotta talk about it with shocked looks like you've witnessed a scandal with your bestie, and yapping dumber just couldn't stop about why you refuse to show your superior face that could challenge the goddess of beauty (if they ever existed) themselves (oh. Aphrodite won't like the sound of that 😕).

• But shine bright like a diamond but phone addict addition, comes in and his Pinocchio nose had snuff out their super secretive conversation and decided to check it out himself.

• Wtf do you mean your insecure? No one cared about your looks (okay, SOME did, but not all of them), and plus you're beautiful in every way bestie!! No need to hide it! Cay-cay is here to support you! Like how you've supported him! It's okay to let your mask down (hypocrite) around others you trust! He won't judge you.

• he accepts when you don't want to since insecurity is not something to easily let go of. BUT, if you do however...

• "[Name]-chan who lied to you... like girl-" he rants about how you could get many likes and followers on magicam just with those eyes alone, like, TF YOU MEAN YOUR UGLY??? WHAT'S THE BEAUTY STANDARD IN YOUR WORLD ANYWAY??? ARE ALL OF YOU IN THE OTHER WORLD THAT DROP-DEAD ANGELICALLY GORGEOUSLY UNTOUCHABLE? LOOK AT YOU!!! can we have a quick selfie?-

• Like after taking a quick selfie with Cater, he, -everytime he gets the chance- looks at the photo with you and him, on Magicam. Like, wow, he never knew his sweet Kouhai was a beauty underneath that mask! Maybe he should ask for more pics?-

• Literally wants to show this to the rest of his club members and also Riddle and Trey, like he gets your insecure and all, but what for, exactly?- like, he doesn't get why people are mean to you anyway, your so gorg!!! Like have you EVER gotten into a romantic relationship before??? NO? He can volunteer!-

Trey Clover

• At first, kinda like Cater he thought you wore it for design and stuff, but then also thought you could be insecure, well he didn't want to put assumptions without you confirming it so he just left it like that without much of a fuss, only when it's serious then he'll step in.

How he found out?:

• Okay so it all started when Cater was going out (to idk maybe find Ace and Deuce but took longer than necessary), but then the tweedle-dumb and tweedle-dumber arrived before Cater, just where is he???

• So then, when Cater got back, all Trey saw was that fond look in Cater's eyes, while being fixated on his phone. But Trey didn't mind it. Until it clicked- oftenly, Cater would have that specific fond look whenever the Prefect is near, or when Cater has a photo of them on his phone.

• And this is where Cater started to ramble about how cute you are, and how you should move around campus without your mask since there's no point in hiding beauty and keeping it selfishly for yourself! Share with them, prefect! Your loved here!

• "Ah. So, you saw them without the mask? What did they look like?" Cater flashes him with a magnificent shot of you.

• Like he may not be a Magicam expert, but the angle just hits in the right spot to get your good side view.

• Whoa.... you look really sweet, dear. Like you are already his favorite, always helpful, humble, and kind when necessary to others (or maybe you're just too kind? Whatever. It's you I'm talking about so whatever you did is a you thing, and he loves it) but, why hide all that? You're beautiful, you're a sweetheart, no one is going to judge you here, especially with that look of yours. (Sharp eyes or Doe eyes or almond eyes. Your beautiful <3)

• The next day he invited you to Heartslabyul to bake with him in this upcoming unbirthday party and he really needs some back-up, you don't mind helping him out, do you? Great! Thanks again! Oh and be sure to leave your mask somewhere safe, we don't want it to be dirty from the flour and other ingredients do we?

• Cue to him being distracted by your side profile not until you shook him back to reality to tell him the cupcakes in the oven is finished.

• Ah... but you don't need to wear that mask all the time, no? You should leave your mask here and enjoy the unbirthday party, no one's going to judge you, especially when your friends with the dorm-leaders and him, right? C'mon, give it a go! It won't hurt unless you try! And if you still prefer to wear the mask afterwards, then it's alright! (But the rumors will spread about a specific unmatched beauty from the prefect will spread rapidly at a inhumane pace-)

Riddle Rosehearts

• At first, he really thought it was mad annoying you refused to remove that silly mask of yours, like isn't that improper to wear a mask all the time? [<– him before overblot] but now? He doesn't mind it at all, so long as there's no rules about it, it should be fine.

How he found out?:

• Yapping Cater spilled it, and maybe in the unbirthday party, where he stepped in, examined all the sets, the roses red, table cloth white, and the tea- pause.

• Is... Is that you, prefect? He literally blue-screened mid-step and looked at you for about a minute in a half. (Dw, the rest of the heartslabyul was also astonished with your face card, damn- so you've been hiding all that for so long without anyone noticing?)

• Was silent for the rest of the unbirthday party, just admiring- ahem, admiring the beautiful roses there! Yes, the beautiful roses... that could look perfect on the prefect's hair... Ahem!- So, what are the traditions of courtship in your world?-

• Sevens, help him, he doesn't know what to do with these emotions, mother hadn't taught him how to deal with this at all.

• Man had full intentions about learning courtship and traditional marriages in your world, what for? Hmm, no need to worry about that! It is just curiosity! That's all!

• Don't question his red face, he might as well camouflage as his hair so you can't tell whether you're facing him in the front or back.

• If he may ask, what's your taste in men?-

• The next day everyone in school (Heartslabyul, specifically) was spreading a specific event that occurred during their unbirthday parties... what do you mean you want to date the prefect and if you even deserve a chance?

• Cue to at least fifteen of those students collared for the week.

Leona Kingscholar

• At first he hadn't paid much attention to your mask, most likely because he was uninterested in it and just wanted to sleep, he literally wanted this to get over already, it's getting boring just standing here, watching the entire ceremony being lit up in blue flames, ugh, it's better than the green ones at least...

How he found out?:

• He decidedly just wanted to find you, drag you, and sleep with him in the botanical gardens. And to his silent surprise you were already in said place just looking at a random ahh flower you probably like (or it's your favorite, or maybe it's a flower you've never seen before in your world and it smelled nice), but the thing is....

•...is... where is your mask? With that side profile, all looking pretty 'n' shit. What are you? Firstly, you came into this world claiming you didn't belong in this world and completely came from another universe entirely, secondly, you stepped on his tail then proceed to befriend the entirety of sweet-eating lovers that gets diabetes on a normal Sunday, thirdly, proceeds to crush his own plans with one of his froshes and demolish it completely leaving him to resort to the last violence he'll ever commit, fourth, is that little smart mouth of yours and wits that keeps him on his toes, fifth, is worming your way to his heart, not that he'll admit it, though. He's still in denial. He knows what it is and he can't admit it. He's afraid he'll be second again, but this time, it's second from your heart.

• Just stops in the middle, until you spot him and make eye contact with him (or not if you're uncomfortable with holding eye contact for too long).

• "Tch.. there you are herbivore, I was looking for ya' what'cha lookin over there for? C'mon, let's take a nap." *drags you, but by the arm and not the leg because he's a bitt worried he'll scratch your pretty face.*

• Sleeps. But then fucking dreams of you, in a dreamy version of you? Your surreal, he almost couldn't believe you are real. Even if you weren't, that doesn't matter, you looked beautiful. Not that he'd say out loud, though.

Ruggie Bucchi

• He didn't pay much attention to it like Leona, but he did notice it but didn't care since he thought you wore it for fun, shishishishi, you're a funny lookin guy, huh? Strange tastes, but you do you.

How he found out?:

• It was accidental, heard about the rumors of you bein' some princess in disguise since there is no way the pauper prefect is THAT pretty! No way! That's so unreal! Like, srsly no one should be that angelic! Why were they insecure again? If I were them, I'd never shut up about my looks.

•... Oookayyy....? New info! But now, he sees you walking by without your mask (for the first time!) And stops to look at you... woah. So it is true.. why tf are you insecure again? How do you not have a date by now?

• Seriously wants to use you as a bargaining chip, like you'll ask for some donuts, they'll listen, but then, you'll give him some! Ain't that a free ticket to luxury? Count him in!

• Seriously couldn't bring himself to use you to his bidding, high-key afraid of you since your beauty can be used as a weapon as well. (Or maybe if you look feminine enough)

• Welp! He may not be a rich or popular guy to be with, buttt you did help him a few times, what's so wrong about helping you out too? Shishishi! Consider yourself lucky he likes you!... as a friend, I guess.

Jack Howl

• Just when he met you, he thought you were those masked delinquents (yes there were delinquents with masks I'm just projecting a little) but thought you to be smart and intuitive, always taking the initiative and despite being scared you still went through it, bravery and determination got him some respects for you, until it developed the platonically into something else entirely.

How he found out?:

• The rumors from these days were spreading quicker, students left and right might as well give you a title for Prince[ss] (or monarchy) of NRC for this. Students lately, have been disturbing you with their constant invitations or straight up dates. And honestly? It was tiring, maybe you understood the popular friend that was always, constantly around the attention, maybe this was a bad idea to remove your mask after all. What is up with these people?

• Jack steps in as soon as he sees some group disturbing you, frustration only increased when he notice they were holding the mask you always wore to school. These bastards...

• "Leave em' alone, will ya'? Les' you wanna pick a fight."

• So timeskip when Jack gets your mask by intimidating them, making them drop the mask, so Jack picks it up and turns around to hand it to you, only to see your lethal face card that flashes at him when you smile (or laugh a little and thank him, idk up to you), so why is his heart racing faster than how he runs in his tracks club? Ah, no! His tail isn't wagging, your mistaken! He's annoyed, because... because those group of guys were botherin ya! That's all. Not that he's flustered or anything.

• He then leaves, with a red look on him, that memory of your face without a mask will be seared into his mind...

• Have you ever considered walking around school without that mask? Please do, it's to- well, uhm, to... improve your self-esteem! Yes! And, he'll help, in any way he can..

• Wanna meet his parents by the way-

Azul Ashengrotto

• He only cared of the profits he could make, but he couldn't deny that he didn't see a subtle glow around you and behind that mask, just what were you hiding in there? What motives do you have? Maybe he could find something in you that could be useful to him in the future, yes, yes, maybe he'll get some thaumarks out of this! Fufufu~ what an interesting individual. Maybe soon he'll find out what he can do with you.

How he found out?:

• Okay, so at first he wanted to make a profit out of you somehow, but that didn't happen, since you weren't a student at that time, so when he heard you defeated overblots, two of them? He's intrigued but it's not profitable. Only good for survival, so of course, everything goes according to the game and you fail his plans and blah, blah, blah, etc, etc. Now the conflict is over and boy, he really feels guilty.

• Okay, maybe he hasn't changed that much, but at least he's not going after you anymore! (Azul, are those marriage contracts?-)

• So, when the rumors reach his ears, he's intrigued, the prefect looks like an angel? Never knew that! (He did, he always thought you were, even with the mask on, but shhh don't tell him I said this though-).

• He thought he could make some profit outta this, but then remembers what happened last time so he can't because he has a big fat crush- been cautious with whom he should make contracts with! But, for you? That's a different contract.

• Okay so imagine his shock when he spots you in the empty corridors. Maybe his tall ass fridges- I mean henchmen eels were chasing down an unfortunate soul that forgot to pay rent and it's due today and happened to sprint in your direction as a sacrifice (NPC B said sorry when he ran past you, may the seven help you now or whomever it is you believe in).

• So when the twins stop their chase just to find you without the mask, Azul is like 🤨 so when he gets into the view- holy mother of pearls...

• His glasses metaphorically broke from the shine of the sunlight, that kisses the right angle of your face and hair, making you look truly otherworldly... a true angel maybe not by mindset, but in everyone's eyes? You really are. Why must you hide that pretty face of yours? Do you know how much you can do with that and with no repercussions as well?

• tried gaining his composure back, "Ahem!- Well, it is a pleasant surprise seeing you here, prefect. May I inquire what brought you here?" Is what he wanted to say, but he just kept staring and maybe to the point you had time to get away, didn't really help them on the other hand because now they're just seeing you glow with whatever you do.

• So have you ever thought of signing a totally not marriage contract?-

Jade Leech

• At the ceremony, you were an intriguing one, a magicless human from nowhere? My, how difficult it must be for you. Fufufu~ but just a little bit of a spark of interest and curiosity from that mask you wore to the ceremony, does land dwellers wear that for design? How strange, never seen a land dweller like you, maybe you're sick? Or maybe you want to hide something from them? It doesn't matter, he'll find out soon enough.

How he found out?:

• Yes, from the empty corridor, you were there, shining. Have you been hiding this all this time? My, what a waste, to think you could hide something as luxurious as your face. Nevertheless you're still his mate-

• Jade blinked a second too long, but maybe it was because of the glow the sunlight gave you (thank the sun atp it's doing its job) you were something a land dweller should not look like, are you sure you're not a merfolk or Fae, by any chance? Or if there is any in your ancestry? If your bloodline had always been this beautiful, then surely you're a rarity of some kind, no?

• Seeing you getting away from them since yk your mask is not there and you left it with the trio who promised to keep it with them til you've had your fresh of air and stuff now really made you nervous, how the heck did you let them see you like this? Dude, it's like the universe just randomly picked you as their fave past time to fuck with! But, on the other hand he truly thought the universe would pick you as a favorite, since it's impossible to look so... ethereal in a way. Jade really thought his eyes had been blessed by the sea witch herself,

• Just what is a hidden angel like you are doing here, at a school like this? (Even better if your style was morute or smth!) But, as of late, students had already made moves on you, no?

• Well, it's time to... get 'rid' of those unfortunate fools who've bothered your peace long enough, yes? Fufufufu~ thank him later, 'Prince[ss]/(monarch)'.

Floyd Leech

• He thought you were boring, I mean, okay you are from another world, nowhere from here and all. But, that's it? Nothing interesting, just with that strange thing you wear all the time on your face. So what? Not his problem.

How he found out?:

• Maybe he took interest in you after finding out you attract and unintentionally cause trouble, like, BIG trouble! Aren't ya a fun one? Hey!~ you're small, like a Koebi! Ne, ne, Koebi-chan, why are you wearing that thing around your face?~

• And of course, his interest grew when you even managed to get Leona, of all people, to help you. Aren't you a bit mischievous?~ then, cue to Azul's overblot, looking at you he was kinda surprised your not scared, at all! Maybe from the last two overblots you've stopped caring? Oh well!~ you're interesting when you handle the blots and even directing Leona himself to where he should aim!~ look at you, so brave Koebi-chan!~

• But then the corridor incident happened, where he paused just to look at you and for a moment everything stops, the noises became background noises to him, everything slows down, you seem to glow brighter, and you looked.. carefree...

• Run. He's going to chase you next, all on fours, like a rabid hound dog.

• Ne, ne!~ Koebi-chan, have you ever thought of meeting His and Jade's parents?~ They'd love to meet with you, actually!~ Oh, and especially Jade, who talked about you a lot to their parents, which led to Azul's mom hearing about it too!~ you don't mind if he just kidnapped- brought you there, right Koebi-chan?~

• His mom really wants to see you, btw! She just wants to.... converse with you about some traditional talk between mer and humans... something. Mrs. Leech would be delighted if you do!

•...his mom will probably track you down just to see you-/hj

Kalim Al-Asim

• When he first saw you at the ceremony he was interested, like (depending on the color of your mask... especially when it's black) you kinda gave him a VERY, VERY, VERY vague fear of another assassin in the area, only to find out you were friendly when you tried to help him extinguish the fire out of his ass, saving him in the process (guess he shouldn't have vaguely assumed of you, hey! Your quite friendly! Wanna hang out sometime? Oh... you're not a student... :<)

How he found out?:

• It was an accident! Really! But, not gonna lie, he isn't dumb to be exact. He's just coping 😊! Probably heard the winds speaking and the main topic is about you, and man's unconsciously (though, this is hc) eavesdropping in the convo since this is more like a habit whenever someone plans something behind his back (I'm hc that Kalim used to be VERY vigilant whenever someone in the family or anyone that is suspicious in that matter, plans behind his back since he is the apparent heir of a shit-ton of fortune, aye man, rich life isn't easy as well, but the poor digress), but don't think his intentions are ill! He wants to make sure you're safe and all!- Why are they talking about you like that? A princess disguised as a pauper prefect?

• Cue Kalim sprinting at Jamil (<- before overblot) to talk abt the rumor he had heard recently (and apparently 3 other dorms have discovered this before his), Jamil really looked like he wanted to collapse onto bed and sleep his days away (Man's want to retire so badly but he can't bc of the consequences afterwards) so now let's timeskip to winter break where everyone is leaving (Jamil: What is Rook staring at?? Idk, maybe at the prefect-)

• So during mid winter break you and Grim were probably fighting over food (either both of you are big backs or it was the last slice) and you both happened to smell a heavenly food paradise in the canteen and decided to go there with Grim- Oh! Can't forget about your mask! So then after that you just followed the smell like it's calling your spirit to the pearly gates of heaven or smth like that.

• Oh! And would'ya look at that! You're here!! Hiiii! Come, come, enjoy yourself, and feel at home! (And hope the snake doesn't strike your neck the moment you've let your guard down-)

• He kept on thinking about you and the mask you wore during Scarabia, why were you wearing that in such a hot weather? Oh well, that's fine! But he's worried you might get a heatstroke or a fever if you kept that on and melt there! Here, a fan if you'd like!

• Kept on clinging to you like some koala and Jamil didn't even attempt to make Kalim yell at you (at least, not again since you almost cried out crystals. Yes, he's referring to your watery tears as some sort of rare jewel that threatened to draw guilt and regret from his eyes).

• So maybe when the time you've escaped, crashed down to Octavinelle (Hiii, Koebi-chan!!!) (Fufu~ got into trouble again, prefect?) [Sigh, what are you doing here at this late hour? Not that I mind-]

• And when you come back to Scarabia with the variety seafood trio all shit goes south instead of north, Jamil overblots (but idk if he had gained affection for you so let's say it's still underdeveloped) and of you gets thrown into the abyss of the map like it's proving earth is flat and has no rounds.

• but dw you get saved and cushioned safely.

• By Kalim???? Yo, your mask fell off-

• Kalim is speechless, not only did he get betrayed but it felt like he got betrayed twice- but let's talk about this later, they've got bigger problems to deal with-

• And there you go, scolding Kalim for letting his 'best snake friend' push him over when he literally threw all six of you (+ Grim) into the ends of the map as if you all were personified grenades being thrown by an lunatic soldier with PTSD.

• But imagine being scolded by a baddie with a lethal face card... That shit hits me right in the feels- I will probably hide myself if I ever got scolded by a beauty (Vil got competition-)

• So imagine to your surprise, Kalim actually resolves into punching Jamil for throwing them out, especially when he threw you as well.

• And the overblots over and everything is back to normal again with some tension. Dw, Kalim will cry out his frustrations with his DIY rain later on... but now he felt ashamed. So you just had to snap him back to reality, although he's not entirely at fault, he's still the root problem of it even if he hasn't done anything. His family chained the Viper family so he wasn't the entire cause of it. It's just unrelenting anger of a teenage boy who just wants to be free from servitude like a normal boy.

• Then healing trauma begins bc I said so (I love comforting every character, even if they look stable on the outside, have I ever mentioned that fact abt me? Oh, but I'm not going to always give them fluff so I guess just a little bit!) And you Kalim and Jamil are probably getting therapy from you (I like to hc my OC as a psychiatrist for these guys and trying to help them in anyway she can, but you can ignore this part since this part is solely for my self-indulgence, the rest is for you ^♡^)

• So.... Prefect, how exactly are you ugly? I mean, not to judge by appearances, but clearly you HAVE potential! Like, look at your face! Your personality is oozing angel vibes! Okay, maybe your mindset and mental stability isn't as great, but at least your alive (for now! But let's not tell him-) and that's all that matters!... Have you ever thought of being married one day-

Jamil Viper

• Okay, to start off, he almost assumed you were an assassin for Kalim, until you helped the said boy but still had his suspicions, like, tf do you mean you're from another world with no magic? How do you survive on that?

How he found out?:

• Maybe it was accidental, maybe it wasn't. But either way, he had heard Kalim ramble about you, the same student that caused a ruckus in this school lately, had been charming others, with what exactly? He doesn't know, but assumptions based on how they talk about your face, combined with your personality, might be an explanation as to why.

• kinda regretted making Kalim yell at you too harshly, to the point where some of the words got a bit stingy and stung you right in the feels and teared up a little.

• skip to pre-overblot, dude genuinely thought he won, then he saw one of God's most precious creation in humanity (you) and thought he went to the afterlife after a few minutes (or hours) of overblotting. Like, you were served as distraction and successfully did it without much effort since you've hidden your mask (Maybe you shouldn't trust Jade with that mask of yours, give it to Kalim, idk keep it safe). And dude, he just full on rant on how precious you've looked gorgeous and impossible to attain (Yandere overblots bc intense emotions from it theory??🤭🤭) but now, since he's free, wouldn't you like to join him, precious jewel?

• And the embarrassment starts right after realizing what he said to you during his overblot... he's so sorry. He' wants to go die in a hole rn. He is just a mere servant and yet he dared to speak to you in a mighty tone? Damn, might as well get executed rather than seeing your disappointment...

• Makes you yummy spicy foods and sometimes 'coincidently' makes your favorite food without much notice.

• Forgive this mere servant that lacks proper etiquette towards an ethereal being like you. He's sorry.

• But then let's just say you want him to get comfortable with being himself around you, so you did and made sure he could always be himself even in the smallest of moments.

Epel Felmier

• He at first thought you were nice in the ceremony, he really hoped you'd be in the same dorm as him for whatever reason. Only to be let down when the mirror claimed you're not from here nor anywhere. So color him surprise when you've dealt with 4 overblots lately AND having a rumor that circulated about your face. Like, he hasn't seen your face because of that mask you wore all the time, but if given the chance, he kinda wants to see it as well.

How he found out?:

• I guess it took place at the VDC, though this is the time when you (having enough confidence, albeit still hesitant, to remove your mask around this time but you don't know of the other rumors that had been around besides the overblot rumors. And you assume every guy here wants to prank you, especially with those weird gleams in their eyes that seem to appear whenever you're in the vicinity- and your friends. They compliment you equivalent to how your former best friend in your world "compliments" you <- fym you're going to touch me? Anyway, their compliments are nice and all, but can you believe it when your former friends had assured you these things too? At this point, when are you going ever going home? Or, if your home ever missed you at all?) So when he saw you, he tripped and his voiced cracked- he didn't give a damn if Vil scolded him for being unrefined, but he really didn't care. You looked.. beautiful.

• And actually? He wanted you to see him manly. Like, you'll be the maiden, him as a knight. Oh, but that's just daydreaming, in reality? Even if you're 'beautiful' (which your pretty sure you aren't, last time you checked), you still hold everything together (with all your very small will to live). Though, maybe during the VDC you kinda taught him that not everything is 'girly' or ruining his image as a man. So Epel kinda got it? Well, right after the incident with Deuce, Using his looks to attract and distract, it worked in the end! But, now he has a new pro-found power to his advantage...

• Still, you won't look at him like he's girly and feminine, right? After all, he wants to be the one that protects you.

• And then Vil overblots. So now, you gotta deal with this bullshte again.

• Afterwards, everything goes back to normal, and stuff then you go spilling the beans calling a specific horned friend of yours 'Tsunotarou'.

•... 😰😰😰😰😰😰😰 <- the casts faces after that:

• NO CONSEQUENCES??? HE JUST LAUGHED IT OFF??? WHATDAFAQ?

• Talk about privileges 😭...

• But after that ordeal, Epel has a friendgroup he had been invited too, yay!! First year gang, les goo!!

• And you dragging Sebek as well. He's invited. (Ironic, right?)

• Hey, prefect, do ya wanna see his meemaw?-

Rook Hunt

• Of course, he's going to take interest in you, like, c'mon, another world? Not from here? Nonexistent? un tel mystère! But couldn't observe you because, unfortunately you weren't an official student at all! Ah... a shame it is..

How he found out?:

• Was just staring at you, mesmerized simply because you were outstanding! During winter break before he left, took one glance at you a second too long before heading out to who knows where he was really enthusiastic about you and very curious.

• So Imagine to his pleasant surprise, you became an unofficial student, a prefect from a dilapidated dorm, and taking care of monsieur furball? Comme c'est intéressant ! Dealing with four overblots despite being magicless? Tout simplement magnifique ! And the fact that you have an another rumor that had been spreading wild lately before winter break, it makes him want to see it for himself! Oui, he knows you are a kind soul, your heart made with delicate flowers tangled with the thorns protecting its main core, a mind full of creativity and unspoken words just at the tip of your tongue! He wants to learn more! And maybe learn why you are so different than the rest, could it be fate? Ohhh, he just wants to serenade to you! But, he does not want to scare you away, so he'll hold it back (for now)

• When he saw your face at the VDC, he understood what the others felt whenever you were near, how come a beauté like you hide yourself like this? His heart aches slightly from the thought of someone, tainting your perception of yourself and making you believe you aren't enough, oh dear. What a tragedy! He wants to remind you of how beautiful you are each day, giving you reminders that you are of importance to someone, even if you don't see it, and especially to this world, where you and ensnared the many hearts of others, what to do, if anyone else outside of this campus found out a beauté d'un autre monde and decided to take you for themselves?

• After the overblot showdown, Rook was more prone into following you and giving you lovely surprises!

•... And discreet touches, even hand-holding whenever you want to go to the town and buy something after being permitted by the headmage, and little small acts of services for you.

Vil Scheonheit

• At first, he was uninterested and was much more focus on getting this over with and clean these dirty potatoes, until the ceremony incident happened and caught a small glimpse of your face, tbf, I think he saw it first before everyone because why not? I wanted to, but let's just say that he noticed your mask falling off slightly, just enough to see half of your faced that was meant to be covered, he really hoped you ended up in his dorm. (But you weren't a student at that time so he was disappointed).

How he found out?:

• Well, it didn't take much since he already saw it in the ceremony, but not the full deal, since the VDC was upcoming and all, Vil needed candidates, (<- and before this he had already heard about you being magicless, defeated four overblots, your reputation, and the other rumor that was kept hidden from you, about your... "face card")

• So luckily your friends happened to be participating in the VDC and blah, blah, blah, just like in the main plot, but this time your team gets accepted quicker with the help of Hunt. (He told Vil you were in that group-)

• But right on Cue, the big ass bird appears and decides you should be a VDC manager (he's afraid the rival school might take notice of you), then sets his wings off to wherever the fuck he went. So, back on to Vil. He, of course, did everything in the storyplot.

• Then overblotted. (Neige saw you and is quite captivated, maybe I should make another part where NRC's most beloved prefect gets in a tangle with RSA...)

• Okay guys, just another timeskip because Vil probably got jealous of your face as well, but at least you are hiding. Still, he's envious that you're something he can't have (dw Vil, your beautiful and you'll mog me anyway) and with that we comfort him because he needs to know that despite not having the role he desired, AT LEAST he has a father who loves him very much (a rare privilege to fatherless characters).

• But, he must say... you are quite the catch... have you ever thought of having a celebrity as your partner? No? Well, do you want to?

• Father would be pleased to hear it if he were ever to bring a beautiful soul like you as his significant other.

Idia Shroud

• He thought you were some character straight out of an anime, since, you attract so much trouble on your hands. Look, normie, but you can't just casually get sent to another world, get into trouble not even seconds in, get dragged at a dilapidated dorm, turn into a janitor to prefect overnight, do crazy stunts that he might get killed for, defeat not one, not two, not three, not four, but five overblots during your first year of NRC, srsly... HE IS SCARED OF YOU. plus, with that weird ass mask you wore all the time-

How he found out?:

• Tbh hw was just watching you through the cameras to see if any trouble just randomly pops up whenever your around or just existing, but then he caught a whiff of your second rumor that even you don't know about! And it's about you and... your face? Dude, what's so special about your face anyway??? It's not like it could kill them if they look at you for within a nanosecond-

• Then he catches a photo of you and Cater in magicam, no mask, no makeup (or atleast what he thought wasn't makeup if you do use it, but let's say since we're poor, we don't have any), just... you. Okay, are you sure your a normie? Your, like, an SSR+ Ultra rare! But, he kinda starts getting it now... they're so lucky to interact with you, though.

• Then proceed with the capturing the wardens that overblotted, and shit goes down like always. Maybe he shouldn't have caught them if he knew it would attract your group and speaking of which he feels a bit ashamed he felt a little happy you came. Of course, he's not a creep or anything but he just kindaaaa.... gets distracted by your determined face? Idk man! You're just there! And that's making him lose focus! But whatever.

• *Overblots* and damn, you got some nerves showing up, little persephone. *attempted kidnapping*

• yes the boys had to save your ass from getting a persephone treatment. And yes, they are tired asf.

• after his overblot he wanted to kmh. Like, dude, he just tried to kidnap THE prefect, who, mind you, is friends with THE Malleus Draconia! I'm telling you! Prefect is OP with no magic! Actually.... he's kinda terrified what it would be like if you ever had magic. Justttt slightly scared. (*FALSE BUZZER SOUNDS*)

Malleus Draconia

• So when he met you, like before the spell- drive incident, he was intrigued, why were you wearing a strange mask? Are you sick? Allergic? Or is this some new style you humans are doing nowadays? (Okay, old gothic ass) but nonetheless, what's more surprising was that you didn't know his identity. Strange, child of man. You truly don't know him? Well, the opportunity just struck and he gets to be friends with someone other than his knights and (father-) advisor.

How he found out?:

• Was surprised upon seeing your full face without your mask. During the upcoming VDC, he was elated when you invited him. His friend wanted him to go see them perform! And with your mask too? Alright, he really wanted to see what you looked like without it, but either way you were beautiful to him. (Even if you didn't see it.)

• The moment you called out to him at the VDC, he turned around in joy...

• Only to get flashed by an overwhelming beauty your face holds, increasing when you smiled at him.

•... You are not 'child of man' are you? Clearly, humans are not suppose to look that ethereal equivalent (or dare I say even more than) to a fae? Are you sure your ancestry history have no fae blood? If not, then it would be slightly difficult to believe that a child of man is capable of looking so captivating.

• is this why everyone in school grounds try and hog your attention all the time? Well, he gets the appeal now. But your appearance does not matter to him, he is only and solely after your heart.

• But would it be so bad if he wished you believed in those who praised your beauty and soul? Clearly, your as radiant as the moon that shines light in the dark night, your beauty need not command the attention, simply by existing and showing yourself unapologetically to the world, it kneels.

•... Yeah I think he's planning on courting you afterwards-

Lilia Vanrouge

• In the ceremony, he was quite curious about you, no soul, no shape, no color whatsoever? Intriguing, not in his many years had he seen a mortal like you in here, an odd choice he thought. When he saw you wearing a mask that covered half of your face. Were you sick? Surely you aren't, not when you function perfectly fine with the way you move, was it for design? An odd design, but he'd appreciate it, it may not be his style but whatever you'd do he'd like it, but not that he knows you very well, of course.

How he found out?:

• He always had pondered about that mask, but never dwelled in it too much, like in the cafeteria, he was a bit surprised you still had your mask on, weren't you suppose to eat in here without your mask? He recovered from that quickly, you were an intriguing one, fufufu~ but what made you wear that mask all the time? Was it more than just a design? Or was it... perhaps, insecurity? Oh, that one do, little one.

• Then proceed with the Savannaclaw ARC and you help him and his dorm members to form a plan, he was quite caught off guard.. he wanted to know your motives on why you decided to help them, or maybe you were just to kind? Either way, he was grateful for your assistance. But when the overblot happened everything was just chaos, seeing you suddenly concentrate reminded him slightly of himself whenever he looked into those eyes of yours. But, not to mention, it was quite captivating when he stared into them.

• The only big surprise he got was when he didn't see you with a mask on in the VDC. Oh my, what a bewitching sight. Almost made him envious there, dear! Your face, in all its glory, was beyond the words of beautiful. What were you so insecure about, hmm?

• On the other hand, he was quite afraid, this feeling.. a recognizable one. Something he shouldn't have harbored. And yet, he did. It might take him some time to get in touch and accept this feeling he hasn't felt in years, it hurts to know it's happening again. And to you, whom attracts danger in its wake. He's afraid of losing someone close, again. (Just imagine you guys bonded beforehand since I'm not rlly good in putting those, so off-screen vending time with your friends, and maybe therapy)

• But when he does come to terms with it, he decides to be extra but subtly making flirty remarks towards you, not that you'd notice if you were dense enough (actually, maybe if you think your going too delulu and assume he's just flirting for fun since your best friends does that a lot to you, like, I mean what's one more friend that likes making romantic implications as a joke to you? Haha, help it's killing your singleness and loneliness, bro...)

• Oh dear, please don't take his affection for you lightly, unless you want him to take it seriously? Would you prefer that better?

• You're quite a handful, but still lovely nonetheless. Don't think you are unattractive as you are unattainable.

Silver Vanrouge

• He didn't know you were in the ceremony, mostly because he was asleep and was dragged to safety when the incident happened. But as time passes, he had recently heard his father and a few members in his dorm talk about you, and he's quite curious, then dreamt of you, at first he didn't know who you were in his dreams, but the more you and him interacted the more stronger the warm feeling felt in his chest grew, just who were you? It wasn't possible that you were human, that possibility never crossed his mind in the first place. He fell for you, when you gently took care of him, in his dreams, you were a mystery.

How he found out?:

• during the Savannaclaw ARC, he recognized your eyes, paused for a split minute until Sebek called out to him, realizing he was stalling time he continued his duty, only for him to have a lingering hope he'd see you again.

• I honestly dk what to put in here, but let's just say you guys often see each other when walking past the hallways, going to classes, or when you both were in the same classroom, or maybe when you coincidently see him under the tree maybe late for class, so you woke him up. Only for him to freeze when you are the same person from his dreams- did his dream just came to life?

(Sorry if this was short, but just imagine the rest with this one!)

Sebek Zigvolt

• Literally didn't notice you at first, as you were just another human wearing a strange mask. But then gets the rumor of you being a janitor to a Ramshackle Prefect overnight, to shattering a very precious chandelier, to going to the Dwarves' mines to replace the previous magic stone, to defeating overblots without magic, to even charming looks and personality? Your reputation is such a mess. But he won't believe it until he's seen it with his own eyes.

How he found out?:

• Maybe Lilia recommended you to befriend Sebek, and so you did. You tried to, at least. Approaching the man was not easy, but you pushed through somehow.

•...And okay he said he hates humans, but you kept forgiving him and stayed patient for him until he finally relents and joined your small first-year friend group.

• And had or had not, been staring at you. Like, I mean, why would you befriend him, anyways? Why would you want him in your friend group? Then you shut him up real fast. Everyone can be different if you can just look at it very closely, Becky.

•... WHAT. BECKY?? HE DOES NOT CONDON IN THESE SILLY NICKNAMES, HUMAN!

•..but it would be nice to have a friend that stays..

• OKAY, HUMAN! IF YOU WANT TO BE FRIENDS WITH HIM, SO BE IT!

• Super protective of his friend group and is like some sort of leader in there. Always planning schedules for hangouts or study time.

• Obviously he favors you the most since you've done so much to get him into this group.

• And not that he likes you... or something like that! Never!

[ANNDDDDD THATS IT! I'm so sleepy rn and my energy had been depleted for today so I hope you enjoy this, please be respectful and be mindful that I've already placed the warnings up there in case if you didn't like some things I've written in here! Okay, take care! Byebye!

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