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h2llish · 2 months

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【╰ヾ❝ COULD'VE BEEN ✧„

VIL SCHOENHEIT ── when it could've been ☆ angst, heartbreak, requited feelings, gender neutral, lowercase intended, not proofread

inspired by my fic from me to you

he remembered the moment you came to him, with a smile so sad and ready to be rejected as you gave him a envelope with your handwriting at the top, for vil. with it, a rose wrapped safely in ribbon. by the look on your face and the shyness in your tone as you gave it to him, he could guess what was in the letter tucked inside the envelope must've been important, at least to you. you didn't bother to wait for him to open and read it, you didn't seem to want a response if he did, only apologizing and thanking him before turning away.

rook was with him, with a knowing look that looked a little sad in similar to your smile. he questioned it, but rook brushed him off in rook fashion, telling him it wasn't his place to speak on your behalf. what did he know that vil didn't? the actor wondered silently but trusted his friend despite his question and worry for you.

so vil tucked the letter away and waited till he was alone in his room. as the day ended and he finished his night routine, he sat comfortably on his bed and grabbed the letter.

dear vil,

i've written this letter six times now, and i know that if i continue to read over this, i'll never gather the courage to give it to you. so please excuse how messy it is, and the mistakes you may possibly find.

by the time you get this, i'll be ready to leave for my world. ortho found me a way home, and i wish to return there, even though i'll miss a lot of people here. i'll miss you the most. i'm sorry you had to find out through a letter, a lot of my friends remained unaware, but when you get this, they'll all know just like you.

perhaps you've caught on, but rook was one of the few who knew, he also knew you were going to receive this letter. but, if you are upset at all, please don't be upset with him. i asked him to keep things to himself, he wasn't even meant to know. he was just respecting my wishes.

to the reason of my letter, this is where it might get messy, i hope you understand.

vil, i think you're wonderful, amazing even. while i know how we started off may not have been the most eventful or greatest, you've been respectful. even after you overblot, and forgive me for bringing it up, you've been nothing but kind to me and i thank you. when you offered your own money to ramshackle and then helped rebuild it when it was damaged, i was incredibly grateful.

you work hard, and you care about your dorm. not everyone may see it, but i do vil. you've done your research, have gotten to know everything about your dormmates, and made diets and routines just for them. it shows you really care.

we've gotten close. i care about you, and i think you care about me. we're friends.

but i'll be honest with you, my feelings for you have become more. i'm falling in love with you. i understand if you don't feel the same, i'd feel better if you don't, knowing my feelings were unrequited so i can leave with the guilt of only leaving my friends.

i'll probably be gone by now, and if not, i ask that you don't approach me. i wouldn't be able to keep myself together if you do. i want to go home, nothing will stop me from doing that. i'm sorry we can't have a proper goodbye, but for my own reasons, selfish i understand, i can't face you so this will have to do.

goodbye vil. and thank you for being my friend.

perhaps things could've been different.

sincerely, your friend, [name].

romantic feelings were new for the actor, you were the first person he'd felt anything for. he loved you; he realized as he sat there, hair pulled back neatly and mask on his face. he pinched the end of the letter in his feelings, relaxing when he worried he would tear it.

he respected your wishes in the letter, remaining in his room as he read over the words once more. although it was heavy on his shoulders, he knew even if he had left to confess his requited feelings, your decision would have never changed.

perhaps things could've been different, but you'd always choose your home, and he could not blame you.

patting myself on the back for managing to write something even if it's short. my headaches chilled out again and i took advantage.

do not repost, translate, copy or run my writing through an ai

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cvlutos · 1 year

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"DELIVER" Pt.One

✦ | 03.27.23 |

✦ | TWST!VARIOUS X GN!READER | TWST: MAFIA AU

✦ | Synopsis: | You deliver letters all across the eight districts and Ramshackles. A quite fulfilling job, until one day you and your neighbor have a horrible mix up. He's involved in something he shouldn't be and you just happened to be the last person he talked too.

[OVERVIEW]

Mafias are no joke.

They're dangerous. Violent. Some more than others. Yet it has been covered in gold, glamorized til the point of no return. Yet it isn't senseless murder, but only a few words can deem any murder from senseless to meaningful. It's best to not interact with them at all, it's best to simply know they exist and avoid them. Unless you desire end with them, or below.

Splattered drops of rain beat down on his form, shoes slippery as he turned down alleyways, shoulders and body slamming into the stone walk, nearly falling over himself to run away. His sight blinded by his wet hair, and clothes stained in dirty and blood.

He's been deemed a thief.

He can hear the loud shouts of orders from behind, the barking of dogs, and heavy footsteps that didn't stop and falter in the rain, an unmoving force that was moving faster than the boy. He continues twisted and turning, praying to any god, that he survives, he has to survive, the people have to know. They must. He stumbles out into the empty street, hands frantically wiping at his face, gasping and spitting out water, a moment to slow.

The sound of a gun rings out, ripping through the flesh of the boy, his body within moments topping over from the sheer-velocity and force, feeling the bullet rip through skin and rest painfully within his back. He blinks the tears from his eyes, as his body lands face first into the cobble stone ground.

Lifeless.

Those chasing him slow, staring the dead body be continuously beat down by the rain, and the rolling crackle of thunder, there's a hushed spread of commands, 'Grab the body. We'll show the Boss.' Voice is blank, as if almost grieving at the unnecessary loss of human life, before turning to his partner- his "friend", who easily tucked the gun away. A shark-like smile spread across his lips.

"He was wanted dead—Now he's dead." He merely shrugs, while the man with a spade symbol upon his face scowls.

"He was wanted alive. You went against the rules." The merman merely shrugs once again, making a 'blah' sound at the mention of the Queendom's rules.

A senseless murder to one, meaningful murder to another.

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Death Certificate letters are the worse letters to ever have to deliver.

The road bumpy beneath your bike wheels, your leather satchel within your metal basket. You offer smiles to those you pass, those who worked in the gardens, picking and planting fresh vegetables and fruits, a group of older women and young girls, that always offer a wave and without outfail a dinner invitation, always adding 'the more the merrier' and there right, it's fun to not eat alone.

You ride your bike over twisted and bends, passing a small library where the owner watered his windowsill flowers, waving at you, and you wave back with a small smile. He's an old man, wrinkly and gray, with a single wooden leg, some say he got it during a fight with the Octavinelle Mafia, though most the others think he's lying, but a good lie never hurt no one.

The Ramschackles are diverse and lively midday, pressing on the breaks as a young man and his children blocked the road, letting his cattle walk through, leading the towards the pasture on the other side. He greets you, asking about your day, as his son climbs the old fencing shouting for the cows to go faster, and his daughter begs to ride the cows, pulling on the pants of his father. You remember the birth of the twins, nearly 6 years ago. You can't help but smile, giving each kid a piece of candy which you got from visiting Heartslabyul, which the father silently mouths a 'thank you', his wife had died in the last fall.

Once the last cow passed, your sped off, familiar with every bump and lump, though all the large rocks having been removed by a group of men, promising to make the road safer for you, and they did. Even covering up the major holes with dirt to make it even. Even amongst the mass of houses and homes, you can see the house that the certified was for, Ms. Louis, a widower, and now, a mother without her son.

Turning a sharp curve and halting in front of her home, kicking down your kickstand and climbing off your bike, yanking you satchel from the basket and fixing down your hair and clothes as you walked up the narrow stops, skipping the creaky board, as your rummaged through your bag. Before you can even knock, the door swings open, just as you grab the envelope.

"[Name], you're here." She speaks with a soft inhale, as if she ran from her kitchen to answer, she has deep eye bags, and her black hair is messy and undone. She attempts to smile, but you can tell by the shakiness of her hands, she's panicking—scared.

You pass her the envelope, yet you can't speak, far too afraid that your voice would crack, and you'd witness this woman all five stages of grief before she could open the yellow envelope. She doesn't wait til your leave, ripping off the edge immediately, you can see her green eyes begin to water, she already knows what awaits her. She tosses the packaging aside, hands running over the thick cardboard paper, fingers tracing the words of her son. She breaks down in sobs, and you hold her, feeling her frail form lean against you, arms wrapped around your shoulder, as she cries and speaks in broken sobs.

"H-he's dead! They-They kill-killed him!" She hiccups, voice cracking, you can feel her already broken heart shattering. Her crying gains the attention of others, some already sure of the fate that her son befell the moment he left the safety of the Ramschackles. Others asking to look at the certificate, as your pull away, watching them read over the piece of paper.

"Bullshit! That boy was no thief!" A neighbor, he shots angrily, holding the paper firm in his hand, as he points to Ms. Louis. "He ain't no thief!" His wife pats his arm, wiping the tears from her eyes, shaking her head at her husband's outburst. "He ain't mean it, Liz. He just hurtin""

"I know. I know." Liz let's put an exasperated laugh, shaking her head as she wipes her tears, walking down the steps and taking the paper back. "I know my Tommy was doing good," she lets out a shaky sigh, before turning back to you, "he always does good. Forgive me, it's been long since I've cried so hard. I know my boy wouldn't want be sobbin' over him like that."

"It's good to cry." You respond with a smile.

"They'r right. Tears ain't hurt nobody.” The husband speaks with a firm headnod, wagging his finger as Liz merely laughs making her way the steps to her house.

"Im in the process of finishin' that onion soup, with the chicken, if you wanna stay for lunch." The husband and wife immediately agree, the wife promising to get the newest loaf of bread to eat with it, as the husband made his way towards the house. Liz glances at you, hopefully. You feel bad, but pat your satchel.

"I got a few more letters, but save me a bite." You hop down the steps as she laughs, climbing back onto your bike and ringing the bell a few times, with a chuckle, before racing off.

The Ramschackles have always and will always be resilient.

"You had not the jurisdiction!"

Within a room of Crowley Hall, surrounding a table stands seven people. The Red-Rose Tyrant, The King of Beasts, The Deep-Sea Merchant, The Silly Sultan, The Fairest, King of the Underworld, and lastly The General. Tension is thick, palpable, you can almost taste it on yourself tongue.

Vil Schoenheit, The Fairest, was the first to speak, a clear scowl upon perfectly glossed lips, hair pulled back into a bun, clearly tired and annoyed. "Azul, we were supposed to agree,"

"And we did. Forgive me if Heartslabyul was too slow. Floyd is of course an uncontrollable force, and we wanted him dead, no?"

Azul Ashengrotto, The Merchant Of The Deep, has a faux pout, his voice drenched in fake concern, a heavy trench jacket hanging over his shoulders, eyes behind silver glasses beyond amused.

Riddle Rosehearts, The Red-rose Tyrant, stucks in a breath through his teeth, clearly angry, with the furrowing of his red brows. "You had no right. Under law, Floyd's head he be placed along my wall. Our suspect was not supposed to be killed."

"He was a thief. Isn't theft against your laws?" Leona Kingscholar, The King Of Beasts, stands directly infront of Riddle, still across the wide table, a deeply bored expression upon his face, yet his eyes seemed to glow in amusement.

"Exactly. I don't see why I'm such a target for such hate." Azul lets out a pitiful sigh, causing Riddle to slam his hands against the table, nearly knocking over various glasses, he glowers at the mafia boss of Octavinelle.

"If he fought back! You mercilessly killed him upon Heartslabyul soil! Do not deny it!"

"He had information, why give him a chance to live," Azul pushes up his glasses, a cruel grin spreading across his face, "unless you were working with him?"

Leona shakes his head, eyes fluttered close. "For shame."

"That wouldn't be a good look upon Heartslabyul either." Azul continues, before a clearing of a throat cuts him off.

Lilia Vanrouge, The General, the stand in for Diasomnia's Boss. "He had information. Information he shouldn't have. Information that resulted in his death. A shame it is..."

"It was senseless." Riddle crosses his arms, a scowl deep on his face still.

"But the information made it meaningful." Azul continues to keep his artificial smile, eyes on Lilia. The fae merely clears his throat, crossing his arms, a smile child-like grin on his face.

"We cannot go back in time to do differently. Our next step of action is to find if he could've possibly told another person. Any ideas Idia?"

Idia Shroud, The King Of The Underworld, his eyes dart across him screen before nodding. Using his fingers to spread out a image of the Ramschackles, showing the image of a tiny hovel with a rickety iron fence and old stone pathway.

"Hey, [Name]! This is absolute gold! I gotta tell ya!"

A young boy with blonde hair, and freckles walks beside you as your push your bike. He's holding a letter that you delivered to him simply moments ago. He waves it excitedly. He was a mafia fanatic, loved anything and everything about the place. To the point it had you concerned sometimes. The letter you had given him was from the Thomas Louis, or Tommy.

"Let me tell ya! If I get this to the news! Ooh Wee! Imagine! All that money." He punches the hair, and you shake your head.

"Don't go messin' with the Mafias."

"They aint gon' hurt no nobody like me." Henry has always been excitable, there's not a moment you haven't seen him without a smile that rivals the sun. "Well, I ain't gon' be a nobody for long." He voice quiets, but the smile is still there. Silence.

He opens his mouth to speak again, until a familiar chime of a bell and a holler of 'Henry' sounds loud and clear. "COMIN' MA!" He glances back at you with a grin. "Tomorrow. Imma tell you all about my big plan."

"I'm excited to hear about it." You watch him let out a happy laugh, before running off with a final wave. You spot your home in the distance, picking up your pace, as your place your bike against the metal fence.

Now, you love your home within the Ramshackle, your Lil hovel, and your small garden with your cat. You love it, truly you do. You love your neighbors, and you love the festivals that the Ramshackle holds. You love it all.

Your leather satchel hangs off your hip, filled to the brim with different letters and papers from your most recent trip. You just returned from Scarabia, having a good easy delivery for the old man that lives up the street, and after a long day, you're finally home.

You push past the old rickety iron gate, and up the stone pathway, eyes searching along for your familiar feline friend. He usually waits for you. Hopping the old creaky steps, until you stop right in front of a card. Perfectly placed with gold decor. 'For Ramschackle's Perfect. You're invited to Crowley Hall' written directly on the front. Ramshackle's Perfect was only a joke type name among the people that lived in, said Ramshackle.

Who else would call you that?

You pick up the letter, glancing around the porch, before slipping inside your home, and closing the door behind you. Crowley Hall, also known as the Grand Dinner Hall, a place where all important events took place, especially the meeting of all seven mafia leaders. Why would someone invite you with no other information?

You flip the card, there's nothing else. Your shoulders slump, you shouldn't go. Yet, you stare at the words once again. It could be important or lead to trouble for the other people of Ramshackle. Your eyes drift over to your clock. It was only 7 pm.

You had five hours.

You glance back at the thick fancy card. Five hours before 12. You feel a familiar purr, and glance down at your cat, Grim rubbing against your legs. Five hours, and well, as long as you're back before midnight. You'll be fine.

Right?

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20230323deactivated · 1 year

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would you still love this part of me?

— little things he noticed you do for him that he can’t help but feel he’s falling inlove with you all over again.

characters. ruggie. vil. cater. kalim. silver. idia. epel. deuce. x gn!reader

warnings. none. overload fluff.

an. my friends forced me to write this /j

tags. @yelshin @neojiarchives @rayisalive @moxxbox @la-lolita

꒰ ruggie bucchi ꒱

“Here,” you brought up your hand towards the hyena making him break out into a smirk. “shishishi~ what a great reward you have there, thank you~” taking it off swiftly in your hands you only shake your head at him.

He smiled as he opened the wrapper putting the sweet treat on his mouth. Feeling the sweetness erupt in his tongue as it erupts into many flavors. You only smiled at him as he saw this, he erupt into a cheeky smirk again though with a slight tint of pink on his cheeks.

Ruggie notices you keeping candies in your pockets. He didn’t notice it up until now. How you always gave him candy whenever he did a great job, feelings stressed, or anything really. A simple piece of sweet treat given to him as he ate it. Maybe the lollipop you gave him was too sweet but he doesn’t mind.

While he may say it's quite childish for you to do with him. He can’t help but want you to continue doing this after all it makes his heart go crazy because of you.

꒰ vil schönheit ꒱

Looking at the mirror intensely, he looked at any flaw in his appearance but yet he spotted nothing. He smirked, feeling satisfied as he closed his pouch mirror, “waah! vil you look so pretty today too,” a voice took his whole attention as he looked at who it was. There you are with all his glory with a smile on your face looking at him.

You complimented vil as he gives you a cocky smirk though a slight tint of pink can be seen in his cheeks, “I know, a beauty like this is hard to manage so thank you.”

You only looked at him with sparkles in your eyes as your mouth then again drifted off to another topic as he listened intently.

A compliment from you every morning. Vil knows he’s beautiful but he can’t help but feel quite delighted when he hears those simple compliments you’ve given to him early in the morning. Something so simple yet it makes him feel like he ate a sweet apple.

He has heard it multiple times though it just feels different when you're the one complimenting him. He doesn’t wanna admit it but he just wants your compliments all to himself. He can’t help it. Afterall, you just made him fall in love with you all over again.

꒰ cater diamond ꒱

“Cater look, a butterfly doesn’t it look lovely?” you pointed out to a butterfly, its blue wings slowly flapping though not enough to make them fly. Cater could only look in awe at how it looked sitting on top of a rose.

Soon enough the butterfly flew away as you two looked at it in awe of its beauty with a smile. As soon as the two of you weren’t be able to see it cater then thought of something, “ARGGGGHHH!! THAT WAS SO MAGICAMABLE I COULDN'T TAKE A PIC OF IT!!” he screamed irritated at himself as you only chuckled at this.

Cater pouting slightly as you only smiled. How cute.

How you make his mind drift into things and live in the moment. Cater himself prides on his photogenic photos he has caught over the years thus the reason why he’s always on magicam. Though just the way you point out a simple cute butterfly admiring its beautiful blue wings flapping slowly as it flew away from the flower it once stood makes him feel irritated that he didn’t take a picture of it way earlier but still happy that he got to enjoy it with you.

You just make him in awe and make his head empty to the things you show him that he can’t think of magicam. Something he holds on fondly after you of course. So continue on making him in awe would you? cause everytime you do just make him more in love with you.

꒰ kalim al asim ꒱

Furrowing his brows he looked at the notes he had taken and back the board. He only pouted as he couldn't seem to understand the lesson though his eyes widened as he felt something intertwined in his pinky.

Looking at it, it was your pinky with him. You look back at the board and take notes while listening intently to the professors. Kalim can’t help but smile as he too, intertwined his pinky with yours.

Kalim might go berserk once you two intertwine your pinkies together. Such little contact but it makes him happy, it makes feel like he has fallen in love with you again. It was like you two are making a promise. A promise to be with each other no matter what and he’ll be there for you no matter what. Doing everything for you.

It makes him feel happy, at peace, and many more. It makes him feel like it's the first time he has seen you and fallen in love immediately. Sure he could hold your hand, hug you, or any physical contact but intertwining pinkies together makes him feel like he’s in heaven. Afterall it feels like you're promising to be there with him. No matter what.

꒰ silver ꒱

“my. . . sleeping in a place like this?” you talk to yourself as you look at the sleeping beauty you have found. There silver laid in the grass as the sun’s ray hit his face, sitting near him, you slowly took his head off from the ground and placed it on your lap.

Running your finger on his silver hair feeling its silky locks as he continued his sleep undisturbed. “fuhuhu~ truly such an adorable sight,” a tint of pink appeared on the sleeping silvers cheek as he continued to sleep soundly.

Perhaps he was awake all along?

Silver knows that his sleeping habits are a bit off. Constantly sleeping everywhere that's why he feels weak when out of all people runs your finger through his hair while he’s sleeping. It makes his dreams much more vibrant, filled with colors, emotions and many more.

It makes him feel at peace as you continue to admire him whilst you run your fingers through his scalp. He can’t help but indulge himself over something so little. Perhaps he loves you a little too much, is what he would think.

꒰ idia shroud ꒱

knock. knock. knock.

A series of knocks came from his door as idia looked at the chamber door with anticipation to hear someones oh so familiar voice, “Idia? Can I come in?” there it is, his favorite part of the day.

“ye— yeah! come in!” He saw the door open, seeing your figure with a smile waving at him like you usually do, “yohoo! idia,” a blush coating his cheeks as his flame-like hair had tints of pink on it. Nodding at your greet he greeted back, “he— hey (name),”

Idia knows he’s no good boyfriend. Why did you still go out with him out of all people? He's a creepy otaku that refuses to go outside yet you still go out of your way and visit him everyday. Even if he shouldn’t feel this way, he anticipated those visits. You knock on the door with a smile even if you have nothing with you. He just wants you to knock on that door and ask for his presence.

Always visiting him makes him feel special, going inside his room as you go on talking about your day, sharing whatever treats or things you’ve recently discovered he’s always there listening for you. So visit him more, after all isn’t he your boyfriend? boyfriends like him are allowed to be greedy, right?

꒰ epel felmier ꒱

“Haah,” epel let out a big sigh as he tried to wipe off a sweat he had after training, “here,” suddenly his eyes caught a water bottle and a towel in front of him, looking at who gave it to him you looked at him with a smile.

Epel can’t help but feel his cheeks erupt into a blush as he awkwardly says, “th- thank you!”

The way you give him a simple water bottle and towel after he “trains” to become a strong guy. Something so simple but it makes him think that you support him and care for him greatly. A simple action that made his heart skip a beat.

It makes him more motivated to become a big strong guy so that way he could protect you, take care of you, and love you how you should be! Even if you say you love him the way he is, he can’t help but want to be a better man for you. Afterall you deserve the best.

꒰ deuce spade ꒱

“Deuce have you done the homework due tomorrow on potionology?” you ask him tilting your head slight as his eyes widen at this, there was homework? oh dear, “(name) thank you for reminding me! what was it about?”

You chuckled at his panic state as you reach for his hands and intertwine it with yours hands together, “let's go to the library and do it together afterall I haven’t started on mine just yet,”

The way you remind him of something that is due. Believe it or not deuce spade is quite forgettable on things that needed to be done immediately. Thus the reason why he’s so glad he’s your lover, you were far more greater than he is but god does it fuels his motivation to do better.

To become a great lover for you. To become someone that could be relied on, so please continue on loving him you won’t be disappointed. He’ll definitely ace the upcoming exams and homeworks that is given to him!

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dilvuc · 3 months

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❝WHEN THEY WEAR YOUR CLOTHES❞

𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖗𝖊: fluff

𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗: gender neutral

𝖙𝖎𝖙𝖑𝖊: when they wear your clothes

𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: second years x gn!reader (excluding housewarens)

𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌: none

𝖘𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖞: when they wear your clothes

╰┈➤ RUGGIE

“That's odd. I thought I put my cleaned shirt here. Where is it…?” you scratch the back of your head as you look around your room for your shirt. however they were nowhere to be found. “Did I misplace it…?”

you heard whistling passing by your bedroom. you assume that it was ruggie carrying a basket of laundry to leona's room. you peek outside your room and you were correct, it was ruggie. however, there's something different about him.

he's wearing your shirt! how are you not surprised? he always took your stuff. you called for the male, “Ruggie…”

“Hm? Yes?” ruggie questioned when he heard you calling his name. “Do you need anything?”

“...You know exactly what I need.” you deadpanned. yes, he knows exactly what you need. ruggie looks away, “I have no idea what you're talking about~”

“Do you always need to steal my stuff?” you sweatdropped.

“Shishishi~ Finder keeper~” ruggie snickered. you sighed, knowing that you can't stop him from stealing from you. you are dating after all. the shirt looks cute on him, too.

╰┈➤ JADE

“Ah…where is it?” you questioned while looking under your bed. you were looking for the blazer of your dorm uniform, but they were nowhere to be found. “What the hell? I'm sure it didn't move on its own.”

while you were searching for your blazer, floyd walked by your room and spotted you looking under the bed. the teal haired male slowly sneaks behind you and taps you on your shoulder, causing you to jump.

“Hehehehe~ Gotcha~” floyd grinned. you huffed, “What the fuck, Floyd.”

“Whatcha looking for?”

“My blazer. I put it in the exact spot.” you pointed to your desk before going back to search for your blazer.

“Ah…I think I saw Jade wearing it.” floyd said, pausing your search. you accidentally hit your head in your bed and turned to the teal haired male, “Eh? What did you say? Jade has it?”

“Yeah. That blazer couldn't fit him. It was too big,”floyd stated.

“Ara, ara~ You noticed.” jade peek in your bedroom, wearing your blazer on his person. he stepped into your room to reveal the full view of himself to you. “I just thought it be funny to see how you react to find out about your missing blazer~”

“Give it back—” you wanted to get it back, but now that you took a closer look at it, it looks cute on him, “On second thought, keep wearing it…”

“Oh? Did you find it cute on me?” jade chuckled. you blushed and looked away.

“Ew…did he turn you on?” floyd cringed.

“Shut up…”

╰┈➤ FLOYD

every time. every freaking time, he wears your clothes without permission. why? it all happened last week when he tried on your clothes. when you find him wearing your hoodie, you don't bother telling him to take it off. instead, you called him cute which led him to keep taking your clothes just to be called cute again.

“You really took it personally…” you sweatdropped when you noticed floyd wearing your oversized night shirt with shorts underneath.

“Well? Well?” floyd asked, waiting for you to call him cute. you chuckled, rubbing the back of your neck, “You look cute.”

“I know, right~ I'm cuter than anyone?” floyd beamed.

“Yes, way cuter.”

hearing you called him cute put a huge smile on his face. how the fuck can someone like floyd be so fucking cute? you can't handle this much cuteness.

╰┈➤ JAMIL

“Huh…? Did I get it mixed up with other student clothes again?” you asked yourself while holding up a hoodie that is most definitely not yours. it was jamil's hoodie. he must've accidentally taken your hoodie. “This is Jamil. Maybe I should give it back to him…”

you folded up the hoodie and went to jamil’s room then knocked on the door. the tan skinned male responses to the knock, allowing you to come in.

“Uh, sorry for interrupting. But…I wanted to let you know that you mistook my hoodie as yours—” you paused mid-sentence when you realized that Jamil was being comfortable in your hoodie.

“Did I…? I don't think I did.” jamil tilted his head fiddling with the strings on your hoodie. “I think it's fine…”

“You sneaky snake…” you blushed while clutching on your heart. jamil smirked, knowing that he won. you'll get him next time.

╰┈➤ SILVER

your hoodie was missing. you don't remember wearing it until fall. how is it gone now? did someone steal it? did you move it? did you leave it somewhere? so many questions going on in your head and you don't know where to look—

“Are you looking for your hoodie?” you jumped when you spotted lilia hanging upside down on your ceiling. you always hated when he did that. lilia chuckled, “Why don't you check on Silver and see?”

“Silver…?” you tilted your head.

just as lilia says, you went to check on silver. there better be a good explanation for this. you entered silver’s room without knocking, but surely silver wouldn't mind since he's always be sleeping. “Silver…?”

you noticed the silver haired male sleeping in bed wearing your hoodie, “Ah…So that's where my hoodie was…Cute…”

you quietly grabbed your phone and took a picture of your silver haired boyfriend and posted it on magicam.

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incorrecttom · 1 year

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"When, I am gone, promise you will never blame yourself," You spoke gently while lying next to your lover. He put a bookmark and dismissed the book on his table before turning to you.

"and that you will live happily-" Your heart clenched, knowing that you did not want to go away. Never. In fact you weren't sure if you had to. "How can I ever be happy, without you, beloved?" His voice was soothing, it could make your heart burst.

"There will always be another, more prettier, more beautiful, love her, I will be your past but-"

"You are the one I will always love, dearest."

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cqaeluvs · 8 months

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Thank you for answering my previous ask! If it's alright can I ask for a one shot for Sebek. In the game when you upgrade his spell he looks for Malleus for approval and praise. Can you write about Sebek who has a crush on male-reader but tries to deny it. One day after training and mastering a spell he had trouble with, he looks to male-reader for their approval and praise instead of Malleus and realizes he does have a crush on male reader. Thank you again and have a good morning/day/night!

You found a book on top of the old one in the same table, it seems someone wants you to read another story, are you going to read this one?

Anon!, hellooo again with such a cute request i cant deny!, also im sorry for being so inactive(?, maybe !, Lets go and enjoy!.

Reader was asked to be male, and i made it male !, Also tried to avoid giving, or calling him a name, as for prefect he can he prefect of any dorm so !! i dont think its wrong O(∩_∩)O

(Reader can be interpreted as yuu or not.)

Faster, Stronger, Harder. Those were the only thoughs on Sebek's head as mastering this spell was quite difficult, sweat falling down from his forehead down to his cheeks, cheeks that were red from his agitated state as he continue going over his limit the blot levels weren't high enough but still worrisome.

It's been hours, the sun is starting to set yet he wouldn't stop or back down, he was shaking of exhaustion, Silver who was training with him hours ago was sleeping in the benchs, in the middle of Malleus and Lillia. Just by the side of his Master, the guy who he has been avoiding for quite some time was also staring at him, but he had a worried expression that just kept bothering Sebek.

As his thoughs drifted to the guy he had been avoiding for a few weeks, a bright light shock him out of his tranced state. He had mastered the spell in the same moment his thoughs drifted to him, his eyes light up and his loud yet sore voice which was very much missed by the trio and the sleepyhead, startled all of them, waking up the last one.

" I DIT IT, I FINALLY DID IT ". He said as he let himself fall on the ground out of exhaustion, he closed his eyes as he breathed deeply and when he opened his eyes, there he was staring at him with such a bright smile, one that said 'im so proud of you'. As the words of praise left his lips, he suddenly realized that there was someone besides Malleus he desired the approval of, that made him shake to his inner core, butterflies filled his stomach, the rest of the praises, were blocked by his ears, his eyes were only focused on him, as he came to understand. He had fallen in love and it was to late to back down. With a faint smile playing upon Sebek's lips, he finally realized the truth of who he truly loved.

" I've..fallen in love with you prefect. " those were Sebek's final words before falling into a deep sleep of exhaustion, leaving everyone shocked and a certain prefect's face red, as red as the painted roses in the Heartslabyul dorm. Yes, he might be sleeping, but the teasing his crush and soon beloved was reciving right now from Lilia, was something he'll have to confront as soon as he wakes up.

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dreamkidddream · 2 years

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Special Gift || Leona Kingscholar

For my dear friend’s @nanamisflowerfield belated birthday- I hope you had an amazing day <33 reader is gender neutral!

“Happy Birthday (Y/N)!”

“Happy Birthday prefect!”

“Enjoy your special day, Child of Man.”

Hearing so many birthday wishes from so many of your friends warmed you inside- despite not being from this world, they never failed to make you feel accepted. So you shouldn’t be so surprised when Grim let it slip to the others that it was your birthday. You planned on just doing something small and simple, but seeing the effort that your friends took to celebrate it anyway made you happy.

“Oi herbivore, what’s got you smiling so hard?”

“Hm? Oh, hey Leona.” You weren’t expecting to bump into him on the way back to the dorm- you’re honestly surprised he didn’t skip (again). “Ah, it’s nothing- it’s just been a pretty good day today.”

“What makes today so different from any other day?”

You quirked your eyebrow, and felt a tiny pit in your stomach. You don’t make your birthday a huge deal, but most of the people close to you knew- and you consider Leona one of them. But even if you didn’t tell him, Grim definitely did (he probably told the whole school honestly). So did he really not know or did he not care to know?

Either way, you didn’t want to cause a scene, even if it did dampen your mood a bit.

“Um…nothing actually. It is a crime to have a good day?” You tried to joke, even if your smile was a bit forced.

Leona scoffed and glance over at you, narrowing his emerald eyes. He began to say something when he was interrupted by approaching footsteps.

“Leona, there you are! Geez, the one time you decide not to be lazy and you still have me running around.” Ruggie grumbled, then shot you a smirk. “Ohhh, I see now! It’s cause you’re with-“

“What do you want Ruggie?”

He let out a laugh, “Just wanted to let you know that everything’s good to go.”

Good to go? For what?

You didn’t understand what Ruggie was hinting at as he winked at Leona, but whatever it was made him scowl even more. You wanted to ask what they were talking about but Ruggie already began to walk away waving.

“Anyway, see ya later- oh, and happy birthday (Y/N)! Save some cake for me!”

You waved back, and turned to Leona, still curious on what he was planning. Leona Kingscholar was putting effort into something? You had to know.

“Soooo…what was Ruggie talking about?”

Leona clicked his teeth, “Something annoying that won’t stop bugging me- like you.”

“Wh- hey! I didn’t even do anything this time- where are you going?!”

“I got stuff to take care of- don’t wait up.” And with that, Leona walked off, tail swaying and ears flickering. You felt disappointment well up inside- no matter how close you thought you were or tried to get to him, it felt that he was still shutting you down. You thought things got better after the overblot incident, but you guess you were proven wrong.

The walk back to your dorm was quiet, and the little excitement you felt was starting to dim-

Until you opened the door and confetti filled your view, with the air being filled with cheers and whistles from party horns. The smile that was once lost was back on your face once more.

And as you blew out the candles on your cake, you only wished that you could figure out Leona.

—

After the chaotic surprise party, you laid on the bed, a snoring Grim curled up next to you. Today was still a good day, and you were glad that you didn’t feel as alone as you thought you would. You missed your world, but your friends here were able to fill that void, even if it was temporary.

Yet your mind kept drifting to Leona.

It was a bit frustrating- how can you care for him so much when he seems to barely pay you the time of day? You thought you were making progress in building a bond with him, and he even seemed to be tolerating you more in return. Maybe you were reading things wrong? No- Leona started to come around more, even if he was acting like you were being bothersome. Maybe you were reading things too deep? But if you were, he wouldn’t let you be his “human pillow” like he does right?

You didn’t have time to mull over your thoughts as your phone went off. Checking it, you got a text message from the last person you expected.

“Come outside”

“What?” Sitting up and doing your best not to disturb Grim, you went to move the curtains, spotting a very impatient lion standing outside the door. The pettiness inside of you wanted to ignore him and give him a taste of his own medicine, but he already spotted you through the window. He even had the audacity to mouth hurry up!

Racing down the stairs and throwing open the door, you were met with a yawning Leona. “What’s going on? Is everything okay?”

“Took you long enough.” Leona grumbled, then took something out of his pocket and held it in front of you. “Here.”

“You have the nerve to come bang on my door late at night and then you have the audacity to be rude too- wait, huh?”

Your rant was soon interrupted by his hand pushing a small box with a orange bow into your hand. You blinked up at Leona, who felt like he was staring at you in…anticipation?

…no way. Is this-

“Tch- you thought I forgot didn’t you?” His tail flickered, and you took it as a sign to untie the bow and lift the lid, gasping at the sight.

It was a bracelet filled with thick colorful beads, the golden ones sparkling and glittering underneath the moonlight. The jewelry looked so delicate, so expensive, that you cradled it close, avoiding any chance of accidentally dropping it.

“Leona…”

“I guess being royal does count for something, huh?” He dryly chuckled and rubbed the back of his head, peering down at the bracelet. “It was a pain goin’ back home to have it made- even more to see my annoying folks and having them ask questions.”

He didn’t voice how it was worth it to see you smile.

“Here- hold still.” He grabbed at your wrist and took the bracelet out of your hand, fastening it on you. After he was done, you lifted it up to keep admiring it under the stars, and Leona felt a swell of pride inside of him at the sight.

He wasn’t able to grumble anything out as you rushed and threw your arms around him, causing him to stumble back. “-!”

“Thank you for this, Leona.” You softly smiled and moved back to gaze at him. “I love it!”

You expected him to complain about the close contact or even push him away, but what surprised you was the feeling of his own arms returning the favor- and you swear you felt something soft wrap around your ankle as well.

“Good- you better.” And his response just made you laugh- of course, he would say that.

Leona wouldn’t dare tell you, but the bracelet he had made for you, he kept a matching one locked into his drawer. He wasn’t planning on wearing it with you around (that’s a headache he wasn’t ready for), but he was whenever you would return back to your own world. Every time the thought passed, he felt a weird sensation of pain in his chest that even sleeping wouldn’t fix- but he pushes the thought into the back of his head.

You felt something ruffle your head and bring you in closer, feeling the warmth of his touch-

He’d rather focus on the time he has with you now.

“Happy birthday (Y/N).”

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kazumiwrites-fanfiction · 9 months

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Just Like Animals

SUMMARY: Floyd isn't what he appears to be on the outside. WORD COUNT: ~300

WARNINGS: Basically yandere/possessive/jealous Floyd, NOT FLUFF, Floyd being genuinely scary to everyone except you, Grim please be careful, Floyd hurting someone (implied??), scary ending (to me, I'm weak) A/N: When I say Floyd is one of my fav characters (was my first pick at the start, now Azul is my first) yet I still knew I had to write this- I could most definitely make a whole series out of this with yandere TWST boys but I'm tired and lazy (I absolutely want to do the Octavinelle trio because I'm biased but I also don't have time) (I can 100% see Jade being creepier than Floyd but I don't think my "I get scared when watching horror movies" self could handle it) I casually wrote this in under 30 minutes hahaha I need sleep and to do my homework Song this is based from is: Animals by Maroon 5

Floyd had never stuck you as the possessive type. Or the jealous type.

But you couldn't deny that you felt a bit relieved when he offered to 'squeeze' whoever hurt you.

You knew he was good at protecting you, after all.

What you didn't know was the nature of how he looked after you.

You thought it was normal, but it clearly wasn't to others.

No one was hurting Floyd's koebi-chan, and everyone knew it.

Not even Jade or Azul could get away with doing anything to you. If they even touched a singular hair on your head… Pretty things wouldn't happen.

And if it was anyone else, worse things would definitely occur.

He was always in a good mood with you - but when he was away from you, his moods were often sour.

He was such a lighthearted goofball when he was with you that you found yourself forgetting how dangerous he could be.

You had seen him almost hurt Grim once because "he had been too rude to you" (you were used to it at this point, there was no use in hurting the furball).

Every time you even tried to be friendly to another human, Floyd was always there, almost like he was claiming you as his.

He was always there, always with you.

It got to the point where it could be seen as creepy.

Still, you brushed it off as it was just Floyd. He was always like that.

Then one day, you woke up, freezing as you felt someone beside you in your bed. You turned to see a mop of teal hair. It made you feel sick, almost like you were going to throw up.

Why was he here, in your room - laying so close to you? What was going on?

Floyd nuzzled into you, holding you close to his chest. His special treasure.

"I'm never letting you go, koebi-chan~"

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hunn1e-bunn1e · 5 months

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Leona Kingscholar - "Snuggle Bug"

🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.

In which a certain lion beastman, while feeling rather soft, snatches you up from your dorm and slinks back to the comfy confines of his bedroom to smother you with affection. Or; In which Leona Kingscholar kidnaps you from your one-person study session and forces you to pamper him until he's satisfied.

🌷•♡•🌷•♡•🌷•♡•🌷•♡•🌷•♡•🌷•♡•🌷•♡•🌷

"You know, you could've just invited me over, right?"

You ask rhetorically to the man snuggling his head into your shoulder; his rounded ears flickering a bit as your voice reaches them.

The feline beastman chuffs as he ignores your words; grabbing your hand and putting it on his head in an unspoken order to run your fingers through his mane of hair. You, of course, comply; leading him to let out a soft and pleased groan as he mindlessly plays with the hem of your shirt.

"You're so cuddly today; something happen Leo?"

You humm quietly; gently pinching one of his soft ears and rubbing between your fingers.

"Hah? If you're gonna complain, I'll just go to sleep; Ruggie nags me enough as it is."

Leona groans in annoyance; tail irritably thumping against the soft mattress.

You only chuckle in response; pressing a sweet kiss to his temple. He doesn't bother moving away and even lets out a sigh of contentment.

The lion beastman had been feeling weirdly inclined to be physically affectionate today; going as far as to burst into your room earlier and carry you off to his own. He even held you tightly in his arms the entire way there; ignoring the confused stares, whispered comments, and nosy inquiries.

Now this isn't to say that Leona is ashamed of you. On the contrary; he's rather proud to be your lover. However, the territorial beast-man would rather be intimate in the comfort of his bedroom; keeping your beautiful form away from prying eyes.

"I love you."

You murmur into the man's hair.

The prince huffs; chuckling softly as you feel him smirk into your neck. He reclines backwards onto a small pile of stacked pillows; large hands holding onto the underside of your thighs to keep you steady. As his chest gently presses against your own, you feel his deep rumbles of contentment.

Perhaps he'd be up for something like this tomorrow as well?

🌷•♡•🌷•♡•🌷•♡•🌷•♡•🌷•♡•🌷•♡•🌷•♡•🌷

🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.

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shy-baby-birb · 8 months

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Azul Ashengrotto Appreciation Post!

Feminine men are the shit so appreciate my handsome wife!

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He's way prettier than Vil by a long shot, I will take no arguments, I'm right and you know I'm right. You have to pry this reality from my cold dead hands, I promise you.

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h2llish · 3 months

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【╰ヾ❝ FROM ME TO YOU ✧„

ROOK HUNT ─── where ink will say what they couldn't ☆ a little bit of angst, gender neutral, reader is gone but it's not specified whether they went home or died so interpret that how you wish, lowercase intended, talks about sad grim as well lol (sobs)

the old dorm felt almost empty, lifeless. the ghosts didn't bother to greet anyone who entered, their love for pranks and scaring seeming to have vanished overnight. no one has seen the dire beast that was attached to their hip in so long, some believing him to have joined his second half wherever they were now. and when asking the first years who made it a regular occurrence to visit the dorm before and after class since they've gone, the group would only look off and shrug, never giving a verbal answer.

but one student knew where the beast could be found; curled up in the middle of the bed they once slept in, hugging a glove that undoubtedly belonged to them. he knew that grim was like a depressed cat, one who curled up beside their most trusted person when they found themselves on their deathbed, but grim had no person to curl up to. he knew grim was the last to see them, the last they said goodbye too. he knew grim was heartbroken (and he was too).

it's why it was such a surprise when he found the dire beast waiting outside the dorm with the ghosts floating sadly beside him.

when grim seen him, the monster held out a letter that had his name written in the prefect's handwriting and said, "it was the last thing they gave me. i didn' wanna give it to ya 'cause it smelled like them."

and when he took it from grim, the monster turned away and entered the dorm again, tail dragging behind him and his ears pinned against his head.

and when he opened the letter, the sight of their handwriting was enough to make him sick. and the contents of the letter made him ache.

dear rook hunt,

okay, how do i say this? i like you i don't think i'll ever give this to you. i'm too much of a coward. i mean, i'm writing this instead of telling you face-to-face. but you'd probably like to get a confession letter like this from someone you liked is it me wouldn't you? so in a way, i'm not that much of a coward as i write this! i'm still a coward i just realized i say random shit ramble even when i'm writing. the more you know, right?

okay, no, this is not why i'm writing this. but i don't know how to make this seem worth reading. not that i'll ever give this to you i'll just write? and hope it makes sense.

rook, i think you're amazing. i mean, you're wonderful. i don't know how to explain it in a way that doesn't seem like i'm just saying this. but you are.

you're really odd, but i like that about you. i know that whenever i need you, you'll be there, and i hope you know it's the same for me. i want to be there for you. for everything. for the times you visit another fan meet for neige, or when we meet up after classes. and during the good days and the bad. i want to know everything about you, all of you.

every time you compliment me, i get so flustered and i want to say all that back to you and more, but i always chicken out. told you i'm a coward i want to tell you how amazing you look every time i see you. do you know you always looks even more amazing every day? it's like every time i see you i notice something i didn't before. like that one time you wore black eyeliner instead of brown. did you run out of brown? it looked so nice, you should try more colors, not just brown. and did you know your eyes sometimes have a little bit of different colors when you're in the sun? i like when it turns a little grey. but i'll always like looking at your eyes regardless

i remember that one-time grim tore your glove because he was giving you a hard time. you tried to hide your hands. nobody else noticed but i did. are you shy about the scars on your hands? i seen them. they're beautiful rook, they tell stories. maybe one day you'll show me and tell me all about how you got them. do you trust me?

you probably don't see me the same way. you're way too good of a guy. and that's also why you'll probably never see this. fuck that sounds sad i'm sorry

i like you no that's not right ignore that.

i'm in love with you i'm not quite there to say i'm completely in love with you but i definitely don't just like you.

i'm falling in love with you, rook hunt.

and i'm sorry.

sincerely, the prefect [name]

so maybe i added some of my own headcannons in that letter.

anyways FUCK YEAH I WROTE SOMETHING >:D

do not repost, translate, copy or run my writing through an ai

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cvlutos · 1 year

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Who do you think would take their bubble tea and get a tapioca into their mouth and then kiss you to push it into your mouth? And who would try to do it but mess up and thr tapioca awkward drops out of their mouth in front of you....

"BOBA DATE"

| 03.17.2022 | —K | PG-13 |

Multi X GN!Reader

He grab your cheeks and drawing them to your lips, securely and effortlessly pushing the small tasty orbs into your mouth. They're thumb wiping over the corner of your lip, cleaning up and of the liquid that threatened to spill. He pulls away with a sly smile before acting as if nothing happened.

"I don't like the tapioca."

LEONA KINGSCHOLAR, Chen'ya, Jamil Viper, SAM, Malleus Draconia, JADE LEECH, Divus Crewel, Silver, & Vil Schoenheit [+ UR FAVES]

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He instructs you to open your mouth, having your tilt your head backward, and holding your mouth open by your cheeks, spitting balls of tapioca into your mouth, a wide grin watching you eat his saliva covered tapioca.

"I hope you like it."

FLOYD LEECH, Jade Leech, & Lilia Vanrouge [+ UR FAVES]

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He saw a video of it and thought it try it. He doesn't know why he did, practically rushing the kiss and in one fell swoop forcing the tapioca into your mouth. He pulls away when you choke and he's so embarrassed. Refuses to ever do it again. Can't even look at you.

"I don't know what I was thinking—just forget it!"

JACK HOWL, Idia Shroud, Cater Diamond, & Jamil Viper [+ UR FAVES]

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He had a whole plan and when he has the tapioca in his mouth and he chokes on it upon seeing you. He gets super embarrassed and tries to tell you he's fine as he chokes up tapioca.

"Im fine—No—Its nothing!"

TREY CLOVER, Rollo Flamm, Riddle Rosehearts, Kalim Al-Asim, Epel Felmier, ACE TRAPPOLA, AZUL ASHENGROTTO, Idia Shroud, Sebek Zigvolt, Dire Crowley, & Ruggie Bucchi. [+ UR FAVES]

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He's hyped himself up, has the tapioca in his mouth and as he's about to near you, he got far to excited and over stuffed his mouth, so he literally has tapioca slipping past his lips like he's a gumball dispenser.

"I.... Thats— Let's try that again..."

DEUCE SPADE, Epel Felmier, KALIM AL-ASIM, Rook Hunt. [+ UR FAVES]

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He won't. He refuses. That's so gross.

"I refuse. That's disgusting."

VIL SCHOENHEIT, Sebek Zigvolt, Riddle Rosehearts, Leona Kingscholar, & MOVUS TREIN [+ UR FAVES]

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Drank and at all his Tapioca.

"Oops. My bad."

RUGGIE BUCCHI, ASHTON VARGAS& DIRE CROWLEY.

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Sharing his boba with you and his tapioca is your tapioca.

ROOK HUNT & NEIGE LEBLANCHE

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leviathism · 2 years

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You have a twst masterlist, I am going to assume you take requests for twst. Idia and reader sleeping together. I don't know how that would go about happening but you could always just not explain it lol. Thank you for your time.

idia shroud x gender neutral reader.

Now this was a way to spend a cold night.

With a warm body tucked right up against yours and surrounded by mountains of blankets and pillows, you were currently in the definition of paradise.

After sleeping alone in a dusty and creaky old bed for months with a demonic cat, nothing was better than Idia’s bed. His room actually seemed lived in compared to yours. You never felt at home in the Ramshackle dorm, it had always felt like a hotel room.

Here though, in this smallish bed, this was more comfortable. Even with your face being smothered with his hair, even if it was slightly more humid and hot, this was a way better option than the loneliness of your own dorm.

You really hoped this wouldn’t be a one time thing.

But when he had invited you to just sleep over, he had already been exhausted from his public ‘speaking’ event earlier that day. You had clearly taken advantage of that.

Oh well. Maybe this would help make him more comfortable with you in the long run. You had read somewhere that people bond easier when cuddling. Heartbeats or something like that.

His dark hoodie was comfortable to snuggle your body into. His hair was soft and smooth to run a hand through. While he did not necessarily cuddle into you, he did not back away when you pressed closer. He was steady and calm, at least so in his sleepy state. You liked this new side of him.

Even though you wanted to savor this content feeling, you were being lulled to sleep by the sleepy atmosphere of the room. The blue holograms, the soft breathing from Idia, and the darkness of the room did nothing to help you.

Hopefully when you woke up tomorrow, Idia would welcome you back. His arms tightening around your body made you think he would.

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hello, if it's not a problem, I would like to make a request, for a female reader with Jamil viper being a gorgon, the reader is practically the only one who doesn't end up turning into stone when she looks at Jamil, and he becomes obsessed with her, and the reader who for the first time is being treated kindly also ends up becoming obsessed with Jamil (in this case Yandere character × Yandere reader)

❝𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐘❞ DAY 1: EYES TO EYES

𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖗𝖊: angst

𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗: gender neutral

𝖙𝖎𝖙𝖑𝖊: day 1: eyes to eyes

𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: yandere!gorgon!jamil x obsessed!yandere!gn!reader

𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌: students being turn into stone

𝖘𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖞: hello, if it's not a problem, I would like to make a request, for a female reader with jamil viper being a gorgon, the reader is practically the only one who doesn't end up turning into stone when she looks at jamil, and he becomes obsessed with her, and the reader who for the first time is being treated kindly also ends up becoming obsessed with jamil (in this case yandere character × yandere reader)

“How annoying…” jamil grumbled, covering his hair with his hood. his snakes were becoming more hissy, the time jamil turned some students into stone. it's either accidental or on purpose. everytime students looked him in the eyes, they turned into stone. to make matters worse, some of them were accidentally broken when they turned into stone or…they were crushed on purpose just for fun. he has to wear sunglasses to avoid the problem of turning others into stone.

“Are you hungry or something? I can't keep letting you go off and hiss at others unless it's necessary.” jamil scolded the snakes as he gently removed his sunglasses to clean off the dust, earning hisses in response.

“hey~” a voice greeted, startling the tan skinned male. this caused jamil to accidentally make eye contact with the person, but somehow it doesn't affect them. the student smiled as they stared into jamil's red eyes before he put on his sunglasses.

as he put it on, [y] pushed the glasses over the male's eyes to face him eyes to eyes, “You have such beautiful eyes~”

“...!” jamil gasped with a red face before putting his sunglasses back on, “H…how are you not affected?”

“Hm? Should I be? I've heard of gorgon, but I thought they're just a myth.” [y] stated. “I don't know why I'm not affected, I guess I'm lucky~”

jamil looks away after putting back in his sunglasses, “You're just lucky for now, you might not be so lucky if we look eyes to eyes again.”

“Perhaps~ It wouldn't hurt to stare in your eyes longer.” [y] grinned, causing jamil to blush and fiddled with his snake. “I wasn't joking about how beautiful your eyes are.”

jamil won't admit it, but he likes being praised. he tries his back to avoid [y], but he keeps being showered with praises, making him even more flustered whenever [y] praise him. he doesn't mind having his hair touched as long as they don't hurt them. he became closer to [y] during the following week.

he was slowly starting to become obsessed with them and extremely possessive that he'll turn anyone into stone if they dare try to touch or hurt his crush. jamil will keep his arm hooked with [y] and glared at others behind his shade. knowing this, [y] doesn't mind. they thought it was satisfying to watch others suffer similar fate from jamil's power.

“You're so cute when you're possessive~” [y] beamed, patting jamil on the head. jamil huffed, “How come you're not aware of the people staring at you?”

“Oh, I'm aware~ I just like watching them suffer in your hands. It's your fault for making me obsessed with you and your beautiful eyes.” [y] smirked.

❝𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐘❞

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