#twisted wonderland x y/n

[it-happened-one-fic]

Hi, sorry to bother you but I would like to ask for a post from Leona, where Cheka is trying to get her two favorite people married (ie Leona and the reader)

Hi! Sorry it took me so long to respond to your ask! I had a bit of trouble writing this one, but over all I had fun too. I hope you enjoy!

Duly-Noted - Leona

Type: Gender-neutral reader/ fluff/ sfw/ featuring Cheka/ request

Word Count: 1790

Leona huffed out a sigh as he watched Cheka play with you on the floor of the Ramshackle dorm from his relaxed lounging on the couch.

It hadn’t taken him long to figure out his nephew’s scheme when, as soon as the little fuzzball had appeared, he’d cheerfully stated that he wanted to come and play with you. Of course, Cheka had given himself as soon as he’d included his demands that Leona come along with him, even though he’d been to visit you at Ramshackle dorm plenty of times on his own.

Cheka was definitely fond of you, and Leona couldn’t really blame the kid considering how you patiently played along with the child. But that wasn’t what was really going on here.

What was going on here had more to do with Cheka’s pressing questions about why Leona so often told family members that he wasn’t particularly attached to anyone at school.

He could still see Cheka’s bright eyes looking up at him with an insistent frown on his face, “You know that is true, Unca! You like Y/n!”

Leona had snorted at his nephew, shaking his head at the child and, for once, was genuinely amused, “And what makes you think that?”

“You look at them the same way Papa looks at Mama. And Y/n likes you too! Why don’t you just take them home with you? Then you don’t have to worry about leaving them here while you visit us!” Cheka was as determined as Leona had ever seen him, but it was a drastic misreading of the situation.

Leona had plenty of reasons to not want to visit home, and none of them had a thing to do with you. But the moment he’d told the child that, Cheka had smiled. 

He’d been all but beaming up at Leona from where he sat on his lap, hands fisted in Leona’s shirt like he thought his uncle would run away, “But you do like them.”

There were moments, like right then, when Leona almost wondered if Cheka was more intelligent than his father. Perhaps he’d taken after his mother in that sense. But then Cheka’s hare-brained plot for tricking you and Leona into a relationship certainly hadn’t been well schemed.

After all, Leona wasn’t the only one who'd caught on. You had, too. Though, to be fair, Cheka wasn’t exactly being stealthy with his questions about how, “Wouldn’t it be great if we all lived together?”

Leona had fully planned on handling it, but you'd only smiled, shaking your head and saying you’d talk to Cheka about it, “He’s just a kid after all, and he doesn’t mean any harm. There’s no need to come down on him so hard.”

Leona had only eyed you with rising eyebrows before shrugging, “Have it your way. But he won’t drop this easily. He’s a stubborn little thing.”

You’d snorted, elbowing him lightly as you went by to rejoin his nephew, “Must run in the Kingscholar family.”

And that had been that.

Truthfully, Leona hadn’t known what you’d told his nephew, but Cheka had fallen largely silent on the matter of a possible romance with you after that. 

In hindsight, though, Leona really should have known better to think that was all there was going to be to it. Nothing was ever that simple. Especially when you or his nephew were involved.

He had to hand it to Cheka, though; he’d been completely caught off-guard when the child had suddenly questioned him about his wedding plans. Especially since it happened during a trip to Sam’s with Ruggie.

Cheka held up the little ring-shaped lollipop, and before Leona could even start to refuse to buy the treat for him, the child spoke with innocent curiosity, “What kind of ring are you going to get for Y/n when you two get married?”

Leona blinked, his eyes widening as he stared at the child who just stared up at him while Ruggie did a spit-take and Sam’s eyebrows lifted. The only sound that broke the silence was the occasional beep as Sam continued to scan items.

Leona finally frowned, crossing his arms as he eyed the child, “What makes you think I’m going to marry the Herbivore?”

Cheka frowned almost immediately, as if he were trying to mirror his uncle’s expression, “Y/n and you like each other. But Y/n said they couldn’t move in with us until you two had gotten married. They said people would talk since we’re royals and they aren’t if you didn’t.” 

Cheka’s expression slowly shifted to one of concern, his tiny hand reaching out and grasping Leona’s pants leg, “You are going to marry them, aren’t you, Unca? Y/n’ll be sad if you don’t.”

Ruggie only barely managed to contain his laughter in an ugly-sounding snort that had Leona shooting him a look while a smile began to creep across Sam’s face.

“Did they?” Leona’s gaze shifted back to his nephew as he spoke, his tone careful as he eyed the child. But he was already putting two and two together without Cheka having to say anything.

You certainly had talked to Cheka about it, but now Leona was going to have to talk to you about this.

Ruggie wiped his eyes lightly before kneeling, humor still flooding his voice even as he eyed Cheka, “Well, marriage is a pretty big deal, Cheka. Leona can’t just go proposing without putting some real thought into it.”

Cheka frowned, but Ruggie only titled his head, reasoning with the child easily, “Y/n deserves the best, don’t you think?”

Leona watched, eyebrows raised, as Cheka frowned thoughtfully before his tiny face cleared like a sun coming out from behind clouds, and he nodded, smiling widely, “Oh! I see! Leona wants to sweep Y/n off their feet like those princes in the stories Mama likes so much.”

Leona didn’t even bother hiding his groan as Ruggie snickered mischievously, nodding and egging on the child, “Exactly, so you’re going to have to give him some time to do just that.”

Ruggie paused, glancing up at Leona with a grin that had Leona glaring at him warningly. But the hyena beastman was hardly even phased as he looked back at the child seriously, his eyes sparkling with poorly disguised mischievousness, “We’ll both have to support him, Cheka.”

Cheka’s expression turned determined as he nodded before looking up at Leona, “Good luck, Unca!”

Leona sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose and letting out an annoyed, “Uh-huh,” as he watched Ruggie lead his nephew out of the store.

 He would get Ruggie for what a mess this was inevitably going to end up being, as well as deal with whatever the little mercenary wanted in exchange for his assistance later. First, he had a certain herbivore to find.

And he couldn’t complain that you were hard to find. But then you never were.

You were, as ever, at Ramshackle. Working on upkeep for the run-down building on your day-off, just like you usually did on the weekends when you weren’t working at the Mostro Lounge.

Leona didn’t even have to call out since Grim handled letting you know he was here for him.

You turned, blinking up at him in surprise, before a smile split its way across your face. Leona wasn’t really looking at you, though. Instead, he was staring at the busted chair you were apparently working on with a frown. 

How the crossbar had wiggled its way out, was beyond him, but that was evidently enough, what had happened.

“Leona! No little prince with you today?” Your voice was bright, and Leona found himself looking back your way as he propped himself in the doorway.

He crossed his arms as he looked down at where you were seated on the floor, tilting his head at you, “Nope, but a certain little prince did tell me what you told him the other day.”

You blinked in confusion before your eyes slowly cleared, and you let out a small chuckle, shaking your head slightly, “Oh, that. He bought the marriage excuse pretty easily, and at least that way I didn’t have to lie or something like that to him.”

Leona felt his eyebrows rise at your words as you twisted to go back to work on the chair, seemingly unconcerned by what side effects your words might have had.

“Yeah, but now that he’s found out we’re dating when no one else has, he’s going to report directly back to either Falena or his wife,” Leona pushed himself off the wall as he spoke, walking over to where you were.

You simply shook your head at his disgruntled words, a smile on your face, “I still don’t see why it would be so horrible for them to know. But even if he does tell them, they probably won’t believe him. Not if Falena is as concerned about your love life as you say he is.”

Leona frowned as he watched you before kneeling and reaching around you to help you support the chair while you fought the crossbar into place, “No, he’ll call and ask all sorts of questions or, worse, have his wife ask me all sorts of questions.”

You hummed, tilting your head slightly, “You’ll be able to handle it if it comes to that. But, like I said, I really don’t see why it’s a big deal if they know or not. I’d like to meet your family.”

Your words caused his eyebrows to lift once more as he glanced over at you, watching as a frown crossed your face.

You glanced over your shoulder at him, confusion accenting your voice as soon as you spoke, “How did you find out what I’d told Cheka anyway? Did he just tell you?”

Leona let out a huff, his ears twitching as he glanced off to the side, “He saw one of those lollipop ring thingies at Sam’s and asked me what sort of ring I was going to get you for the wedding.”

You laughed aloud, earning yourself a look even as you shook your head in light-hearted amusement before glancing at him, “Hopefully nothing like a Ring-pop. That would be hideous.”

Leona grinned, leaning forward to rest his chin on your shoulder, “You don’t want something big like that?”

You snorted, shaking your head, “No. I think a rock that size, even a fake one, would be a little heavy.”

He let out an amused huff, turning his eyes back to the chair as he idly considered what sort of ring might actually be best, “Duly noted.”

After all, your thoughts on it all mattered too, even if you didn’t know that held actually had been looking at some rings already.

[rs-wonderland]

The freshman hang out, gone wrong:

Yuu:Lets play truth or dare!

Epel:Why?

Yuu:Why not?

Ace:Good enough for me, Yuu! Truth or dare?

*Yuu thinking for a moment*

Yuu:How about dare?

Ace: I dare you, to kiss the hottest boy here!

*Yuu stands up and goes over to Deuce* Yuu: Hey, Deuce?

*Deuce blushes* Deuce: Y-yes, Yuu?

Yuu: Can you move? I wanna get to Jack.

[yyoraely]

★:sleeping in class, but you sat beside the housewardens — your boyfriend.

☆: HCS + FLUFF + SMALL BITS OF CRACK

. . . established relationship

★: r. rosehearts, l. kingscholar, a. ashengrotto, k. al-asim, v. schoenheit, i. shroud, m. draconia x gn!reader

☆: honestly bro this is a work ive written w/ the most number of characters

R. ROSEHEARTS

Did you really just think that you could get away with sleeping in class when Riddle is beside you? Think again. He’d shake you by your shoulder or poke you at your sides so that you’d wake up.

If you do complain about how boring Trein’s lessons are, Riddle would be baffled and lecture you about how important Trein’s lessons are to magic, whether you have magic or not.

Riddle is in denial once he realizes that his lover would be so against the idea in the importances of history in magic.

A poke at your side and a small grumble, you wake up to your boyfriend, Riddle, with a grumpy face on, poking your side until you wake up to his scolding.

“Regardless if you’d want good grades or not— you’ll be listening to Professor Trein’s lecture, either you’ll fail or pass, it won’t be my problem once you realize the importance of history.”

Once you get back to taking notes and listening, Riddle takes glances at you to make sure you aren’t dozing off again.

But back at Heartslabyul, he’ll confront you about what he was lecturing you about, and ask your reasons on why you’d doze off in class. Whether it’d be lack of sleep, overworking yourself, you have a small fever, you have a headache, or even if you just feel dizzy— he’ll do his best to make you feel better and rest, maybe with him telling Trey to make your favorite pastry, or if you don’t like pastries, he’ll get Trey to make or buy your favorite drink.

L. KINGSCHOLAR

He can relate to that problem. He can’t help himself by sleeping in class, so why else did you think he’d have someone tall sit in front of you both? To not cover him up sleeping?

Leona found himself get a little bit surprised when he saw you fall asleep before him during Trein’s class. He thought that you’d be the kind to stay awake to do his notes, but once he hears your reason, like if Crowley overworked you, or you overworked yourself, or maybe because you feel lightheaded or you didn’t eat breakfast, he won’t argue to that.

Speaking of falling asleep before him, Leona just joins you in on sleeping, probably with his arms crossed and his head down, he’ll somehow find a way to lean his body closer to yours, or atleast just have a body part of yours press against his. Like your thigh, your arm, maybe even your head.

“Tsk. This is borin’ me out. Hey, herbivo—“

Leona clicked his tongue, his arms crossed as he leaned his arms over the desk. He was about to ask if you would be able to stay up and do his notes like a good significant other, but no, you didn’t.

“Racin’ me to sleep, is that it?” With a grin, Leona put his head down on his arms on the desk; admiring your face for a moment before yawning and slowly scooting his spot closer to yours, just to bump his upper arm and head with yours.

Back at Savanaclaw, he’ll find ways to sneak in how “You’re starting to become lazy like him” once you talk about Trein’s lesson from earlier.

A. ASHENGROTTO

I’m gonna be honest here. Azul does NOT know what to do (at first). Let’s say that first, he’s thinking about letting you rest, since you’ve talked about your workload the other day, but he’s also thinking, if he does let you rest and you get caught, it’ll all be his fault!

Being a good boyfriend he is, he only lets you sleep for only a few more minutes, 5-10 minutes at best, then, he’ll wake you up so you don’t get caught by Trein. Azul will be very considerate, and calls this a “once-in-a-lifetime” chance where he lets you catch up with his notes.

Expect only a little scolding about you not being able to wait until Trein’s lesson ends so you can get a little nap, but he won’t push it too far to his scolding. Just a little strict reminder to get yourself some proper rest and not spend an entire night on a workload.

“My dearest (very sarcastic tone), do you thin—“

Azul checked his notebook, asking if you catched up on the last thing Trein said, before he saw your sleeping figure, head down on the desk. He couldn’t blame you for being you, being a sleepyhead and an overworker at the same time, Azul won’t push it to wake you up for now.

For a few minutes, that’s when Azul wakes you up with a gentle pat on your back, his voice in a whisper with his face a little too close to yours.

“Got some rest, sleepyhead?” He teased for only just a moment before shifting back to his chair and putting the half of his notebook beside you so you can copy his notes.

“Make sure you catch up, alright? I can’t have you flunking.” If you looked closely, there was a little grin on his face due to his successful attempt to wake you up.

K. AL-ASIM

Kalim, being a very nice man but also somewhat clueless, whispers (not really) in your ear and shakes you awake like an earthquake was happening.

At this action of his, though, Trein thought he was chattering with you and immediately scolded Kalim for his lack of listening and talkativeness.

Once Trein slammed his hand on the desk, that’s only when you wake up, clueless and a bit scared to wake up to see Trein’s as usual strict face.

“This lesson is sooo boring.”

Kalim pouted, his cheek resting on his curled fingers into a soft ball of a fist.

“Hey, hey, [Name]—“

He slowly turned his head, just like the beam of sunshine he was, a grin plastered onto his face, but slowly faded into just a little smile.

“[Name]..?” Kalim panicked, for an honest moment, he thought that you fainted or died (LMAOOO). With two hands on your shoulder, he shaked you awake, a sheepish expression on his face. “[Name], wake up!”

V. SCHOENHEIT

Did you really think Vil would let you rest your head down on the dirty desk? Don’t be so clueless. Vil, being your boyfriend, he only wants the best for you, and he doesn’t want any trouble with you being overworked, then attending class the next day.

He is aware of you being a sleepyhead, but he’s dissatisfied by the fact that you’d prefer to lay your head on the dirty desk, rather than his shoulder.

Slowly, Vil would lift your head from the desk and lean it against his shoulder instead. If Trein catches you? Don’t worry! Vil would defend you by saying you were overworked and you couldn’t sleep well, and if that doesn’t buy out, he’ll resort to more creative plans.

“Huh… so that’s how it was explained.”

Vil mumbled to himself, taking down a note before glancing at you to check if you were okay— if you could catch up on the notes.

Once he took a glance at your slumbering state, he smiled softly to himself before putting a hand under your head to place on his shoulder.

Vil got all the more focused on notes so once you’d wake up, he’ll let you copy or review the notes you’ve missed while you slept.

Back at Pomefiore, he will urge you to rest more whilst he might do a livestream or catch up on his notes while watching over you the same time.

I. SHROUD

Just like Leona, Idia can relate, but not in the tired kind of way. He relates in the more “bored” way where he really just wants to go back to his dorm and play games while you rest beside him, on him, or even with him.

Idia is a firm believer of that students should rest after doing something tiring and not attend classes, just because he’s defending his lover.

He doesn’t put his efforts in waking you up since he knows you need to rest, but was kinda upset you didn’t fall asleep on his shoulder like in the animes he watched :(

Idia, being quiet, was resting his chin on his palm, elbow propped onto the desk. He glanced at you, his lover, for only a short moment and went back to the lesson. He turns his head back again to make sure, just to realize you fell asleep in class.

He mumbled a little comment about you being cute or about you being a sleepyhead before slowly rubbing his fingertips along your scalp very gently so you could rest some more.

Idia isn’t very used to waking someone up, so if you manage to sleep till the end of class, he’ll only whisper a few mentions of “wake up”s and your name.

M. DRACONIA

Malleus is okay with letting you rest in class, especially if you’re a sleepyhead, or if you feel sick, or maybe even after pulling an all-nighter after a workload, but he also fears that you might flunk and not catch up on the lesson, so he does his best to wake you up.

He tries to be as gentle as possible with how he wakes you up, especially with his voice, but no, bro wakes you up like quandale dingle.

Malleus attempts his most quietest, gentlest, and sweetest voice, but oh, he couldn’t. He isn’t used to attempt in soft voices, but for you, his lover, he always tries his best, whether it’s his not very good talents to some attempts in his smiling or habits, he’ll always do his best, just for his lover.

“Child of man.”

With a hand on your shoulder and a small grin on Malleus’ face, he watched as you jolt awake by his voice. He got worried for a second that his voice surprised you too much to make you scared or something, but then again, that was just how he was.

“I believe it is time for you to wake up. You may not be able to catch up on the lessons if you keep on your slumbering.”

Malleus admired your face as you sat up and shifted whilst you rubbed your eyes. He adored the sight of his sleepy lover, but for some reason, he doesn’t get why he loves that sight of you so much.

“But you may rest in Diasomnia once this class is over. I will get Lilia to excuse you in class.”

[artsybelle1015]

YALL SHUT UP IMAGINE…

A Yuu that has a trigger with loud noises and Sebek tries to lower his voice for them.

Sebek: Fuming over Silver falling asleep.

Yuu: “Hey…”

Sebek: “WHAT HUMA—“

Yuu: Looks fearful because of the sudden yelling.

Sebek: Ahems. “What, human..?”

Yuu: “Well I was going to ask what’s wrong…”

Sebek: “Ah… just Silver.”

Yuu: “Ah…”

Sebek: “Yeah…” In a hushed voice. “Sorry…”

Yuu: “Hm?”

Sebek: “Nothing.” Then he cutely storms off all embarrassed, face red and him huffing.

Platonic or romantically that’d make me cry.

[kazumiwrites-fanfiction]

You Can't Swim??

SUMMARY: The Octotrio don't know that you have never learned to swim. And you went to a beach. What could go wrong? WORD COUNT: 1.9k (I need to sleep)

WARNINGS: Floyd almost let you drown, reader kind of gets panic attacks? Idk (I'm the writer I should know, someone hit me), reader thinks about whacking Floyd, Azul is genuinely in love, Azul is also very traumatized I think, Azul overthinks A/N: Gotta love how I have no warnings about Jade I- Gotta love getting a fic idea about me being unable to swim- And I've had this thought swimming (lol) in my thoughts for a couple of days?? Idk if reader is the significant other of these guys or just besties. I think it leans toward s/o though This reads like a crack fic to me but honestly make sure you know how to swim so you don't die (i don't but that's not the point here) Maybe OOC Jade because he hides himself too well for me to get an accurate read on personality lmfao When Jade is genuinely sweet but the others are unhinged so naturally the unhinged ones are longer- I'm sorry I get no decent ideas for Jade </3 Another late late night post (it's 1:50 AM)

© kazumiwrites - All rights reserved; please do not steal, edit, copy, repost (etc) my work without my express permission.

You had never learned to swim. It wasn't that you were afraid, really. It was just that you had passed the age where people normally learned, and now you were too lazy to and/or didn't have enough time. Whatever excuse to stop a nagging person.

Now, this wouldn't have been a problem if you never went anywhere near bodies of water. Which you mostly didn't. However, knowing merfolk was not the best idea if you didn't know how to swim.

Now you have gone to the beach with him, and that probably wasn't the best idea for either of you.

Floyd Leech

You had been sitting on the beach near the water, absently looking over some shells as Floyd splashed around deeper in the ocean. The shells really were interesting - nothing like the ones where you had come from (although they had some similarities) and were colorful. So many shapes and varieties, although most were not intact.

You had been so engrossed in this, in fact, that you hadn't realized Floyd had been sneaking up on you. Before you could say another word, he playfully dragged you into the water. While you were fully clothed.

You weren't expecting to go into the water, but you should've known better with Floyd. He was playful and loved to do stuff like this. Usually if Azul was around, he'd have done something… But he wasn't here.

Before you knew it, you were deeper in the ocean than you ever had been before, courtesy to the teal-haired boy swimming and dragging you along. You flailed around a bit, eyes wide in panic. You were, quite honestly, terrified. And it obviously didn't help when Floyd just immediately let you go.

Was he an idiot or was he an idiot?

"Floyd-" You got out before coughing as water shot up your nose, still flailing miserably. It didn't work. You didn't know what to do. Surely, Floyd would help… If he realized what was going on. No matter what you thought, he was bright, wasn't he?

Not bright enough, it seemed, as he was still laughing and not realizing how actually panicked you were.

"Koebi-chan, you look so ridiculous like that," he laughed, almost in hysterics, and you would've smacked him if you weren't so close to actually dying.

And then you sunk.

Your desperate attempts to go to the surface were pointless as you didn't even know how to float or move around in the water.

After a few seconds, Floyd finally noticed you were gone and quickly dove under the surface. Maybe you were trying to get him back?

But his gaze immediately widened as he saw you literally sinking to the ocean floor. His eel tail moved quickly, almost without thinking as he shot to grab you and take you up, up, up so you could actually breathe.

When you came to, you were on the sandy beach again, Floyd leaning over you. His eyes, normally filled with a joking light, were unusually subdued.

"Koebi-chan, why didn't you tell me you couldn't swim?" A pout grew on Floyd's face. "If I knew, I wouldn't have-"

"Yes you would have. We would still be here, just having a different conversation."

"But-"

"No buts."

"I would've made it more fun-"

"Drowning in the ocean is the opposite of fun, Floyd-"

~Bonus because I don't know how to fit one into the story~ "I can teach you how to swim. You just go whoo and let your body move. Y'know. Like dancing." "No, I don't know, Floyd, and this is not going to help me with anything-"

Jade Leech

Jade had been spending his time on the beach with you, but you were almost certain that he wanted to be swimming in the ocean. It was his natural element, after all.

"Jade, you sure you don't want to go in the water?"

"I'm fine staying here with you, [Y/N]." He gave you a soft smile.

You shook your head. "We've come all the way here, you might as well go swim." You gave him a gentle nudge.

"Well, I'd like you to come with me, if that is possible?" He watched you quietly. "You never go swimming with me."

You paused. Although it was sweet that he wanted you to go with him… "No, I don't think so…" You trailed off. You never liked telling people that you couldn't swim. At this point, it was embarrassing.

The pair of heterochromia eyes staring at you only left you feeling more jittery. "…I, er… I can't swim. So going into the ocean with you sounds kind of like… A bad idea." You froze. "Did you use your Signature Spell on me?"

"Of course not, [Y/N]." Jade stared at you with eyes of hurt, one that looked almost identical to that of his twin's. Only, it was almost obvious that Jade didn't mean the hurt in his eyes. "You just trust me enough to say things to me."

You couldn't deny the truth there. You trusted Jade. "And you wouldn't use your Signature Spell on something so trivial, would you?"

"No, I would not." He shrugged. "On a different note, I can help you learn how to swim."

"I really don't need it-"

"What if someone tries to hurt you one day and they know your weakness?"

"Why would-"

"It's an example, [Y/N]. But if that person decides to do that, you wouldn't be able to do anything. So I should help you in case that scenario occurs."

You sighed softly. "Fine, I guess I can take lessons from you… If it's not too much of a hassle."

"Of course it would not be a hassle or anything of the sort." Jade inclined his head. "All to help you stay safe."

The day went on with Jade helping you learn the basics of swimming - he was a good teacher, which you were happy about. He was patient, and always was there if you ever started to panic.

"We wouldn't want you getting scared of the ocean now, would we?"

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul had gotten used to you after a couple months. Sure, he hadn't opened up to many people in a while (only Floyd and Jade, but they also teased him constantly about everything, so), but you were soothing and nice. Sure, you teased him sometimes, but it was different. It didn't feel mean, you stopped as soon as you noticed him looking a little uncomfortable, and… He honestly felt like he could open up about anything.

So when it was decided that you two were going to the beach - together - alone? It kind of made him very messed up.

Would you like being at the beach with him? He wasn't completely against showing his octopus form… Would you want him to swim with you? Was he even ready for that?

Those thoughts led him down a spiral, and the day you two were to go, he had bags under his eyes and looked like he was half-dead.

You gently nudged him, murmuring how he should've tried to get more sleep for this day supposedly filled with fun, but he just shrugged.

Soon, you were at the beach, and as Azul saw your smiling face, his gaze softened a little. He loved seeing your happy face.

"C'mon!" You grabbed Azul's hand as you started to run to the water, ignoring his surprised stumbling as he was dragged along. He had a light flush on his cheeks that he was glad you couldn't see.

Soon, you had reached the edge of the water, splashing around in your sandals. It was really fun, even though you knew that you were going to be getting sand in your toes later on.

Azul just kind of watched on, a relaxed expression on his face. This really was soothing… Although he was still thinking about if the Mostro Lounge would be okay with him gone. Surely Jade would do something if Floyd got into trouble… Hopefully. And hopefully, no more dishes would break.

"What are you looking so glum for?" Your voice brought him back to his senses.

"Nothing, just hoping that Jade and Floyd can take care of things at the Mostro Lounge." He sighed softly.

"Oh, I'm sure they'll be fine. Jade's there, right?"

"He can cause as much trouble as Floyd, you know. Although he won't be outright about it." Azul shook his head, a small frown on his face.

"C'mon, turn that frown upside down." You moved closer to him, gently squishing his cheeks. "Today is for having fun, Azul."

"Yes, yes, I know." Azul couldn't help himself; he let out a soft laugh. A genuine one.

You smiled brightly. "You aren't charging me for hearing your little cute laugh?"

"I will charge you if you call it cute."

"Of course you will." You rolled your eyes before abruptly changing the subject. "So are you not going to swim?"

Azul paused. Did you want him to swim? To see his true form? There was an even chance. What should his answer be? "Er… I don't know?"

"Of course you don't have to, Azul, I just thought… I mean, there's no one around." You shrugged a little.

And now more pressure on Azul. Great. He was used to dealing with pressure, yes. Just not this kind from you. "Er… Would you come swim with me?" If you were with him, then maybe…

"No." Your lips parted, maybe to offer an explanation, but it was too late.

Azul was in a downward spiral. Why had you said no? Perhaps octopi merfolk were really too much. Perhaps you would rather be with someone with a pretty tailfin than tentacles. Or maybe a human, one of your own kind. Who said that you even liked him at all? Perhaps you were only with him out of pity, because he was that useless, chubby, good-for-nothing-

"Azul? Azul, are you listening to me?"

He snapped back to attention.

"Seriously, are you okay? Did you seriously get enough sleep last night?" You sighed.

"That's none of your-"

"It is if you're literally zoning out every five seconds." You rolled your eyes. "And anyway, I was just saying that I kind of can't go deeper into the ocean where you probably feel comfortable swimming. Because I can't swim." You shrugged nonchalantly.

But for Azul, it felt like a figurative bomb had been dropped.

You? Couldn't swim? Now that he thought about it, it did make sense… How you always looked so awkward and uncomfortable with water, especially when you came to the Octavinelle dorm. But seriously? How could you not know how to swim?

"Is not knowing how to swim… Normal?"

"Definitely not." You rolled your eyes. "But I'm just too lazy to learn now. And I have no time."

"You do if you have time to scroll on Magicam." Finally, Azul felt a bit better. At least you didn't hate him.

"And this time, I'll teach you how to swim. I'll even do it free of charge." Azul shook his head. "Seeing as I'm so generous."

"You sound like headmage Crowley."

"Do be quiet."

Azul was a pretty good teacher. He ended up not turning into his octopus form until nearly the end of the day, you were practicing your swimming and then just playing around on the sand, building sand castles, anything that you might do at a normal beach outing.

His octopus form was beautiful (as expected), and although you couldn't go to deeper waters, you enjoyed seeing him swim around, always eventually coming back to you.

"Today was truly relaxing, [Y/N]. We should do this again another time."

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[mariondeux]

dont ask how i appeared in your inbox again but Idia shroud with the dub con and sex tapes

— SYNOPSIS ; Idia has you in his bed, jerking you off all while you’re completely ignorant of the amount of screens capturing this moment with you.

CW ; NSFW, Dub-con, non-con sex tapes, Idia being creepy, Idia lowkey being a stalker, handjobs, masturbation

WORD COUNT ; 612

PAIRING ; Idia Shroud x Male!Reader

FEMALE ALIGNED DNI.

“Hold on, Idia- “You look back at the head boards of Idia’s bed and back to Idia, who was currently on top of you and hugging your body close to his as he eagerly slipped his calloused fingers past the hem of your pants.

“Do you think if I streamed us fucking, a lot of guys would raid my stream to watch you get your ass plowed?” Idia grit his teeth, biting back a groan as his fingers felt up your thigh underneath your pants. You squirm underneath him, your hand holding onto his arm with a weak grip as you muttered a shy ‘no.’

His hand moved over to your crotch, cupping your cock as he palmed you in your pants. You closed your eyes shut, attempting to get Idia to stop by pushing on his shoulders. However, he just seems to get more persistent with you. You don’t bother questioning why he stops holding you close to him, creating a distance between you two to slip your dick out of your pants. At any angle (excluding from behind) they could clearly see Idia working you up, getting you to stiffen up in his hand.

“Idia… Idia, wait, oh my god…” Your hand wrapped around his wrist, cock twitching in his hand. His rough hand pumped your full length, stopping every couple of seconds to tease the tip and running his thumb across the slit. His breathing grew heavier, clearly turned on by the reactions you were giving him.

He hoped to fucking god he didn’t make the same mistake as last time and the cameras were rolling. You were so oblivious to the fact that there was a reason he kept his computers and monitors on. You didn’t even realize that they were angled differently, all facing the bed.

All while you were acting so vulnerable with him, letting him work you towards your orgasm no matter how many times you weakly protested, he was recording. He recorded as many angles as possible to get a good all around shot of you coming undone. This wasn’t the first time he’s captured your most vulnerable moments on camera. You’d yet to realize that the more you invited him into your dorm room, the more he gained the courage to hide cameras in your room. He hid one in the eyes of your favorite stuffed animal, in your clock, under your bathroom sink, places he could hide a camera really well in and places you wouldn’t think to check.

Sometimes, he’d catch live footage of you masturbating in your bed, and he’d use that to masturbate with you. Technically, he was taking part in mutual masturbation. You just weren’t in the same room with him, nor were you aware he was jacking off with you.

Admittedly, initially, he was paranoid that you’d find the hidden cameras or notice the different angle of his screens. That you’d call him a freaky pervert. But he’s been doing this for a month by now, maybe more than a month. You were stupider than he thought. It wasn’t a bad thing in particular. He viewed this as a plus one.

Idia jerked you off quicker, using his other hand to cup and fondle your balls. He watched as your back slightly lifted off of his bed, hips lifting into his hand as a silent plea for more of his touch. His mouth morphed into a wide, creepy smile, lowering his head to drag his tongue up your inner thigh. You immediately threw your arm out, digging your fist into his blue blanket as you let out gasps.

He was definitely going to masturbate to this later.

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[michelletsw]

The first years with overbolts:

Y/n: Time for plan G.

Ace: Don’t you mean plan B?

Y/n: No, we tried plan B a long time ago. I had to skip over plan C due to technical difficulties.

Deuce : What about plan D?

Y/n: Plan D was that desperate disguise attempt half an hour ago.

Jack: What about plan E?

Y/n: I’m hoping not to use it. Sebak dies in plan E.

Ace : plan E sounds nice.

[yuusishi]

Could I request headcanons of Ace, Malleus and Jamil with reader who enjoys drawing , giving the boys a portrait of them that they painted themselves? And when I say portrait, I mean a life-sized portrait.

. . . MY MUSE

pairings : Ace Trappola , Malleus Draconia , Jamil Viper x gn!reader

genre : fluff

cws/tws : none

Ace Trappola !!

Bro is so ?? Confused ??

He likes it, of course, but a life-sized portrait of him completely out if the blue surprised the hell out of him.

“[Name], where did you even find the time and money for this??” “Shhh and relish in my creation just this once”.

He wants to hang it up somewhere, but since he shares the dorm room with Deuce he can’t really find the space to put it. So the painting is just awkwardly leaning on the wall until graduation.

Bragging about it to his other friends honestly sounds funny, “Yeah, my s/o painted me a life-sized portrait of me” “they WHAT”.

Makes a lot of “Paint me like one of your French girls” jokes or the equivalent of it in Twisted Wonderland.

He gets teased a lot by other Heartslabyul students for having a portrait of himself in his dorm room, and especially when they spot you giving him another, smaller, painting.

More of a “big picture” guy, so half the time he’s standing a little far from the painting to get a good look at the entire thing.

Honestly, he doesn’t know how to react with the way you just casually created an entire portrait of him, he isn’t used to someone doing such big acts of affection. But he isn’t complaining, he loves it.

Malleus Draconia !!

:D

He was so happy because wow you actually took your time to paint him, on such a big canvas no less.

It’s not that obvious but he’s trying very hard to contain his excitement from seeing it.

He’d probably take some time simply observing the painting down to what type of canvas you use to admiring every brushstroke and color.

Another one that’s not used to big acts of affection, he can’t even begin to explain how happy this made him and how happy he is that you love him.

He’d love to put it next to his portrait in his dorm room but the painting’s life-sized. 6”7. I don’t think he has the wall and room space for a painting that big.

So, sadly, he had to bring it to Briar Valley and hang it up there in his room. He probably took a weekend to go back to his hometown to do it, if you went with him he probably took you sightseeing too :)

Jamil Viper !!

???!!!?!?!!?!?! [Live Jamil Reaction]

You know that sprite he has where his arms are outspread a bit and he has a look of pure terror on his face? Yeah that’s his reaction.

He’s probably seen the Asim family have those fancy family portraits painted of them, but it’s not like he’s part of their family so he’s simply been an observer of that tradition.

So having something similar to that done with him, wow!! he’s really not used to it!!

Okay but seriously though, he loves it 100%. He’d take it home and very not discreetly hang it up in his room if he had the time to.

He also likes to just observe the painting for a few seconds a day, catching little details about him every time that even he didn't realize but somehow you caught onto.

[faebaex]

MELLEUS WITH A LIGHT FEMALE FEA READER LIKE ITS RARE AND A LIGHT FAE WHO NEVER SAW A DARK FAE AND A DARK FAE WHO NEVER SAW A LIGHT FAE

VSISBSLAKVAJKA HAHAHHA

author note: i had lots of fun writing this. Malleus does not understand sarcasm and reader is not much better (¯▿¯) this went in a completely different direction than i was expecting, but as usual inspiration struck during writing! Also, my first ever request! Thank you so much!! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

characters: Malleus x F!Light Fae Reader

Grandma always told you to be careful when you left the cottage. Not to stray too far, because you could never be too sure about what you would encounter, or what would encounter you. "Fae like us are rare in this world, and you can't rely on everyone to be understanding." you remember your grandma warning you often.

Usually, you would never venture out at night. But tonight, the lanterns in your cottage had gone out, so no time like the present to go fetch some fresh lanternblossoms to refill them, right? They were easier to locate at night, after all, so if you were quick, you could be back within the hour. You grabbed your basket, and headed out.

With an iridescent flash, you teleported into the nearby glade and took a cursory look around. Perfect! Not a soul in sight. Humming a soft tune to yourself and swinging your basket, you began your search for lanternblossoms.

A bright flash of light filtering through the trees broke Malleus out of his thoughts, and he frowned. Perhaps this area was not as abandoned as he first thought. How bothersome. He trailed through the trees, in the direction of the light, a hand travelling across old bark as he journeyed. Perhaps it was a phenomena of this old forest that caused the glow, and not a soul instead.

And what a phenomena it was.

As Malleus made his way through the trees, his sharp ears picked up a soft song coming from the glade in front, a beautiful sound that attracted him like a moth to a flame. Or a dragon to a shining treasure...

Malleus broke through the trees silently, and the sight that greeted him was one he'd never imagined. It was as if a scene had sprung itself from a story book, or a history book even. The song that was floating from the glade was coming from a slight, frail looking creature, crouched among the undergrowth, a basket heaving with glowing blossoms resting by her side. But what surprised him were the enchanting, gossamer wings that sprouted from your back, shining in the darkness of the night. They were like nothing he had ever seen before, and before he knew it, he had already teleported to get a closer look.

You felt the intrusion before you saw it. A gentle but inquisitive rub at the tip of your wings startled you, and your head whipped back to see an imposing figure behind you. You hadn't even heard anything, how did he get right behind you?! On reflex, you slapped the hand away and stumbled to your feet, knocking your basket over in the process. You whirled around, hands on your hips and glared at the crude intruder, "you can't just touch someone without their permission! Especially something as personal as their wings! Have you no shame?!"

The tall, horned stranger regarded you with wonder, his eyes constantly flickering from your face to your wings in unhidden intrigue, "I've never seen a fae with wings like yours before," he stated, "how curious..." he muttered, and again he reached out a hand to touch your wings. Instinctively you leaned away and batted at his hand in an attempt to keep him at bay.

"H-hello!? Did you hear a word I just said to you? How would you like it if I just grabbed at you? In fact, why don't I just..." You planted your feet and leaped, pushing enough power in your legs to propel yourself high enough to grab a hold of one of the stranger's horns. What you wasn't expecting was for an arm to curl around your waist and keep you held aloft, using the opportunity to inspect your wings at this closer distance.

"Fascinating..." he breathed into your ear, entirely unbothered by your hand on his horn as his free hand came up to ghost along the edge of one of your wings and you couldn't help but flutter them at the contact. You gawked at the unabashed nature of this man and for a moment, you were unsure about what to do. But then you got a hold of yourself and begun to kick your legs and tug at his horn, "put me down, you brute!"

Malleus' lips downturned in dismay as your struggling disturbed his admiration of your wings but he did not let you go. Instead, he turned his face towards yours, uncomfortably close, and gazed at you, "would it put you at ease to see my wings as well?"

"... What? No! Why would I-- Put me down! And why aren't you scared of me?!" You hissed, renewing your struggling with vigour until eventually, the horned stranger lowered you until your feet touched the ground. Once you'd gotten your footing, you quickly let go of his horn and took a step back. Irritatingly, the stranger was still giving you a rather curious look.

"Scared? Why would I be afraid?" Malleus questioned, suddenly feeling rather taken aback. Usually, most were scared of him, not the other way around. What a curious little creature he had happened upon...

You folded your arms across your chest, puffing out your cheeks a little, “Grandma always told me that light fae are extremely feared by others, especially humans, so I should be careful, in case I startle anyone with my ominous presence!” Your own words ended up making you frown, “but you don’t seem very startled at all, just who are you?” 

Malleus’ eyes widened in surprise at your words. A light fae? He had only read about them in old tomes hidden away in towards the back of the castle’s library. Even then, the tomes only ever had descriptions, no photos or depictions of light fae in them. There has not been any light fae sightings in over a century, to the extent that it was now rumoured that the light fae were extinct. Does this mean they were all hiding? If so, what were they hiding from?

You could feel the heat of the horned stranger’s gaze on you as he observed you, it seemed every word you spoke to him only enflamed his curiosity of you more. You puffed out your cheeks more, confused at his apparent lack of fear and you scowled more, trying to appear at least a little intimidating, “Hey! I asked you a question!” 

Malleus blinked, before he held an inquisitive hand to his chin, his head tilted, “I am also fae, but not the same origin as you... I suppose specifically, as you are a light fae, I would be regarded as a dark fae.” You stared open mouthed at him for a moment, before you snorted at him in disbelief. 

“Is that supposed to be a ruse? Everyone knows that dark fae aren’t real!” A laugh bubbled out of your chest, and Malleus couldn’t help but think that it was the sweetest sound, even though you were technically laughing at him. Either way, now it was his turn to frown, hands on his hips as he stared you down. 

“Are you quite well? It is common knowledge that dark fae are descendent from the Thorn Fairy, one of the Great Seven,” Malleus retorted, “it is also common knowledge that Briar Valley is the realm of the dark fae.” 

You laughed a little more, but it slowly died in your throat as you saw how serious he was. “Well, I’ve never heard of this ‘Briar Valley’, and the only things I’ve heard about dark fae are from bedtime stories from my grandma.” You found yourself mimicking his posture, hands on your hips stubbornly as you returned his frown, “besides, you have horns! What kind of fae has horns?” 

“A dragon fae.” He answered immediately, his expression morphing more to offense at your words, but mostly he was confused by your odd behaviour. Believing light fae, the more humanly accepted type of fae, to be considered terrifying by others? Believing dark fae don’t exist and having no knowledge of Briar Valley? How peculiar you were. You acted like you were from a different world altogether. 

You let out another unbelieving laugh, dropping your hands from your hips, “riiight... This is the part where you tell me dragons are real too, yeah? If you are a dragon, then I’m a lost princess.” You turned away, stepping back towards your basket and missing the stunned expression he gave you as you began gathering your blossoms back into the basket, “I guess people like you were why grandma never wanted me to leave the house.” 

Malleus stared on at you in shock. A light fae princess? That would make sense why you were so unaware of the world around you. Perhaps the light fae had hidden you away for your own safety? The world during the war had been a dangerous place, after all. This grandma who kept you inside must have done so with the intention of protecting the royal lineage. Then why were you now outside, alone? Unaccompanied? He knew himself that royalty rarely get a moment alone, constantly trailed after by guards... What if you were in danger?

You finished gathering up the last of your fallen lanternblossoms, pushing the basket up into the crook of your arm, “well, as lovely as it was to meet you, I’ll be goin--” 

“Come with me.” 

You gawked at him. This man had a talent for consistently shocking you with the outrageous things that came out of his mouth. When you thought he honestly couldn’t surprise you any more, he’d suddenly say something equally or more bizarre. “Uh... I don’t think--”

Malleus’ expression was soft all of a sudden, sympathetic, “it is not safe for you to be here alone. I will take you to Briar Valley and we will find a way to return you safely to your kingdom.” Malleus felt sorry for you. It must be frightening, alone and separated from your kin, confused by the world. With the rarity of the light fae, it would be a sin to allow royalty, perhaps the last remaining of the light fae, to continue wandering alone. To Malleus, your safety was now paramount. He was sure Lilia would know what to do. 

“I- What? Look, I think you’ve got the wrong ide--” You started to say but clearly the horned stranger’s words were not a request, as he reached out and grabbed hold of your wrist. Before you could even finish your retort, a green flash enveloped you both and you felt weightless. Magic. You didn’t get a moment to react, to even gasp, before the scenery around you drastically changed.

No longer were you in the glade by your home. You stood much higher up now, amongst steep, craggy mountains and a dark, almost oppressive scenery. But none of that compared to the sight before you. A castle larger than you had ever seen sat nestled between the mountains, with high pointed spires and gleaming green flames lighting the grand, arched windows. And just like the bedtime stories that your grandma used to tell you, the entire castle was surrounded in verdant, biting thorns. Your jaw hung open, your mind unable to comprehend the sight before you and what was happening. 

The horned stranger released your wrist and took a step towards the castle, observing the shock on your features before gesturing towards the castle with an elegant sweep of his arm. 

“Welcome to the Valley of Thorns, Princess.”

[kunikame]

# PURPLE LILACS !

[04] - not.. our girl.. ? | prev. | m. list | next

ace trappola x fem!reader smau

! warning(s) : cussing

## ❝ after the events of the phantom bride wedding, ace started wondering whether he still had the ability to charm girls. he hasn’t thought about anyone romantically in years, hasn’t really flirted with anyone either, what if he’s gone out of it? perhaps it’s time to put his talents to the test; with the person who hates him most, no less. if he can charm her, he can charm anyone.

#TAGLIST ! : @solxima @gabirii @lunavixia @y2unagiz @the-ghost-0f-t0m0 @borlining @artsycanongoer @myunghology @doughnuts-eater @lifeless-bug @babygurlenthusiast @shirishere @xopeach @stormyovent0aster @bontensbabygirl @ars-tral // ask/comment to be added/removed! (if you're in bold i can't tag you)

[duskymrel]

Let's play a game. How long will it take for you to lose your head? (Riddle Rodehearts x MC)

Synopsis: You're have an enormous crush on Riddle. You decide to learn every rule, but not to make Riddle happy. No, no. You're planning to break as many as possible. Are you trying to get collared??! ...More likely than you think.

TW: cursing, rule breaking, suggestive ending, Adeuce duo 😒 ❤

Repost my work and istg I'll eat you.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Monday:

Cater invited you to come feed the flamingos with him. He thought it would be a "supes cool post for Magicam!" You decided to put your little plan into action. Cater pauses and looks you up and down, growing more nervous.

"Hey, uh, MC, where's your pink? Riddle will totally lose his mind if you're not wearing pink while you feed the flaminos. It's a rule or whatever."

"Trust me, Cater."

He doesn't look like he trusts you.

"MC, Cater, I see you're feeding the flamingos. How lovely!"

Riddle walks up to the two of you, seeming a little extra cheerful to see you. Cater looks like his soul left his body, and you feel a little bad for dragging him into this.

"Yes, I love the flamingos! Aren't their pink feathers so pretty?"

Cater gapes at you. It's like you're trying to make him notice you haven't got a thread of pink on.

"Yes, they certainly ar-"

He goes quiet. Looking you up and down. Cater laughs nervously.

"You know what? I just remembered that I, like, totally forgot to walk my fish!"

He speedwalks away. Riddle looks back at you, raising an eyebrow.

"MC, I'm sure you remember that rule 249 states that flamingo caretakers must don pink attire, yes?"

You feign shock.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry Riddle, I didn't know..."

He shakes his head, sighing.

"....Fine. I'll let you off the hook, but do NOT forget next time, understand?"

"Of course, Riddle!"

Cater goes to look for you later to see what happened and is shocked to find that you're completely uncollared.... all you got was a warning?

"Ugh, totally favoritism!"

Tuesday:

You were at the lunch table. Riddle saw you sitting with the Braincell trio and smiled to himself, walking over.

"Why, hello MC. Might I perhaps sit with you?"

You saw all three of your friends go pale, getting nervous. You grinned.

"Of course, Riddle!"

He sits down with his food. Suddenly his smile leaves his face.

"MC..... what are you eating?"

"Why, a hamburger! I made it myself, would you care to try a bite?"

His eye twitched slightly. With anyone else, he'd have lost his mind. But for you? Well.... he could stay calm for you.

"Rule 186 states that you must never eat a hamburger on a Tuesday."

You glance down at your food, once again feigning shock.

"Oh, is it? My bad!"

Riddle sighs. Meanwhile Ace, Deuce, and Grim look like they're about to shit bricks.

"Don't do it again."

Then he drops the subject and begins to eat his own food. Ace and Grim look like they're going to have an aneurysm, but Deuce is looking between you and Riddle as though he's just now realizing something. When he looks at you, his brows furrowed, it's like you have that twin telepathy thing.

"Does he....? Do you...?"

"Haha yeah"

At the relevation that you like his Dormhead and that he likes you, he can only shake his head in sympathy. A bit of time passes, and Riddle speaks up.

"Ah, MC, you'll need to leave."

"Why, pray tell?"

"Rule 271 states that you must leave the lunch table within 15 minutes of completing your lunch. It's been 13 minutes, MC."

You look as though you're thinking very hard.

"Mmmm... no, I'm good. I'd prefer to enjoy what little free time I have."

Ace spits out what he was drinking, and Riddle glares at you slightly. You bicker back and forth with him for a bit before he dramatically throws his hands in the air.

"Fine, fine! You can stay."

You beam, satisfied.

"Why thank you!"

Ace will forever revere you for having balls of steel.

Wednesday:

Riddle invited you to lunch with him, to discuss your recent rule breaking. (Shhhh no it's not to spend time with you he's not a siMp-) Of course you agreed!

So you two had lunch! He talked with you. You lied and told him that you would do your best to follow the rules better. Yippee! :)

Once you finished your food, he offered you tea. Lemon tea with 2 sugar cubes, as per Rule 339. You took a sip.

"Mm... not quite sweet enough."

So you put in just one more sugar cube. Riddle looked back and forth from you to the tea, dumbfounded. Are you doing this on purpose? Surely you wouldn't.... right? He feels as though he's going mad. You suggest that the two of you take a walk through the flower garden, which he happily agrees to. As you walk, you pick a single rose and admire it.

"I've always loved roses. They're beautiful, yes? But they can prick you, so you must he careful to mind the thorns. But I cant help but be drawn to them anyways. Kind of... like you, yeah?" (W rizz)

Riddles so preoccupied with the fact that you just basiccally called him beautiful and admitted that you were drawn to him that he didn't realize until later that you had broken Rule 228: no picking flowers from the garden on Wednesdays. Babygirl is quiet for the rest of the walk trying to figure out if you were flirting or not..

Thursday:

You eased up on the rule breaking a little bit. You were busy. But you were careful to make sure that Riddle knew you had turkey for dinner by posting you and Grim together at the dinner table on Magicam. So of course Riddle sent you a text:

Mommy issues: You've brushed your teeth twice, yes?

You: hm? what do you mean?

Mommy issues: Rule 648 requires that you must brush your teeth twice on the nights that you eat turkey.

You: oh? it does? oh, well, i've already brushed my teeth lolz. don't want to brush it again lmao i'm already in bed

Mommy issues: ...I suppose I cannot make you.

Friday:

That's it. You decided that today you're going to break as many rules as you can. Conveniently, there's an unbirthday party today. (Stfu it's for plot convenience. I'm sorry, but it's easy and I'm stupid-) Anyways, you broke rule. After. Rule. Ace reminds himself to never fuck with you, you clearly have no concern for your own self preservation. Now, what rules did you break?

Rule 23. One must never bring a cat to a formal affair. You brought Grim, but just in case Riddle didn't really consider him a cat, you brought Lucias as well. (With Treins permission of course.)

Rule 562. You brought a chestnut tart. Riddle nearly lost his mind then and there, considering what happened with Ace way back when. Surely you knew better then that at least!? Ah, he's a simp. He gave you the benefit of the doubt. Perhaps you just... forgot?

Rule 89. You ate a tart without Riddles direct permission. He should've collared you, but he let it slide. He's trying to be a tad more lax on the rules, after all...

You couldn't remember which rule it was, but you knew one of the rules said that coffee was forbidden during an Unbirthday party. So obviously you drank some. Riddle was getting rather fed up by now.

"They're just tired. Crowley works them too much. Yes, they can have coffee just this once..."

Then it was time for croquet. Obviously you had to cause problems there, too.

You brought a regular ball. You're supposed to use a hedgehog. And you intentionally came in second place because there was some rule about the person in second place serving the Queen tea....

Saturday:

You told Riddle that you were busy and wouldn't be able to serve him tea until later in the evening. So long as it was before 12 a.m., he didn't mind. The rules just stated that it had to be the day after, not a specific time. With anyone else he might be irritated, but this is you were talking about. His not so secret soft spot.

So you took great care not to show up until after 8 p.m. You were hoping to send him over the edge with one last break of the rules.

Instead of tea, you gave him honey sweetened lemonade. A direct violation of two rules. He stared down at the teacup he had just drank out of. It's just the two of you, as it's a bit late and he stayed out only for you to serve the tea. (Listen I go to bed at Never O'clock, but I feel like 8-9 is late for Riddle okay)

He's quiet for a moment before suddenly-

"OFF WITH YOUR HEAD"

So you're collared. He stands up off his throne and storms over to you.

"What on Twisted Wonderland has gotten into you lately?! It's as though you're trying to... break....... the rules...."

He sees your smug expression and he realizes, his voice dying down. You absolutely have been doing this on purpose.

"....Why???"

You beam.

"Because A. You're cute when you're mad, and B. I thought being collared might, I don't know, start a little something. It took a while to break you, you must be a real softie for me~"

(I'm so sorry to readers who aren't this bold. I'm a dommy mommy according to my friends, I wanna top this little idiot. Forgive me my children.)

Riddle's as red as you can imagine at this rate. Flabbergasted. Shocked. Bewildered. How is he even supposed to respond to that!? Well, he does realize one thing. You obviously like him back. So... he'll shoot his shot.

He leans in and gives you a little peck on the lips, 2 seconds away from an aneurysm. You smile and deepen the kiss a bit, pulling him closer by the collar of his shirt. He pulls out his magic pen again to remove the collar, but you stop him.

"No need. I think I'll keep it for a few days. Besides, what good did you even think it would do? I haven't got magic."

You laugh, grabbing his arm and pulling him to the mirror chamber to take him to Ramshackle.

"Come on, I think I deserve a reward for all the meticulous planning that went into being a delinquent."

Bonus:

You proudly wear the collar the next day, shocking everybody. Riddle snapped at you? Pretty much everybody on campus knew about his crush on you, so that's unprecedented. It isn't until somebody notices and points out the little hicky on the upper part of your neck that everything becomes a bit more clear.

Most of your friends are happy for you. (They don't have to deal with the mutual pining and you got laid. Win win bro.)

Ace looks ready to hurl.

And Crewel? I think he's about to Anne Boleyn your new boyfriend....

@killersweetie I'm so sorry babygirl I know I was supposed to make this m o n t h s ago but life has been kicking my ass 😭

BUT THATS NOT IMPORTANT. I finished it. I hope it was to your liking 🤭

Hope you enjoyed! Remember, I do take requests! I'll write most things. What won't I write? Incest (nothing with the Tweels together or Idia and Ortho you psycopaths), pedophilia (if you want a teacher I gotchu but you can't be MC in it), noncon/yandere (I'm sorry to those who enjoy it but it personally makes me incredibly uncomfortable), and for now no NSFW. I will one day, but just not now. I love writing fluffy things! If you ask nicely I'll even do angst (perhaps even hurt no comfort but I will feel Pain). I'll write for any character you want! If you want Ortho, though, I'll make it platonic because that's my SON he's a smol CHILD.

N e ways have a lovely evening darlings!

[it-happened-one-fic]

Such a Privilege - Leona

Author Notes: This fic just kind of flew together while I was killing time. There isn't actually much to say about it other than I am rather pleased with how snarky some of the dialogue turned out. As per usual, reader is gender neutral. I hope you enjoy!

Type: Gender-neutral reader/ fluff/ flirtation/ post Octavinelle chapter

Word Count: 1125

Leona had a bad habit. One that you’d initially discovered when you’d been staying with him in the Savannaclaw dorm while the Octatrio had held Ramshackle dorm for ransom. You had not, however, realized exactly how bad his habit was until more recently.

The issue was quite simple. Leona got cuddly when he was sleepy, and the problem only increased tenfold when he was actually asleep.

When you’d been staying in his room at Savannaclaw, it hadn’t really been that big of a deal. It had just meant that, after moving from the couch to his bed due to Grim’s bad habit of scratching things in his sleep and Leona’s declaration that his couch was not getting destroyed by your talking cat, you’d had to get used to waking up in the Housewarden’s embrace. 

Which wasn’t exactly an unpleasant thing considering this was Leona you were dealing with. After all, he was surprisingly good at giving some of the best hugs, and said hugs were usually impossible to receive.

The two of you’d had an unspoken agreement that neither of you would speak of the nightly cuddles during that entire time, and everything had been fine. Delightful, even.

But then, after everything had been resolved and you were back in Ramshackle, you’d taken to studying in the botanical garden near Leona’s napping spot.

You’d grown fond of the lion beastman in an odd sort of way during your stay with him, and you didn’t actually get to see him very often, so it had seemed like a good plan. You got to spend time with Leona and had a quiet place to study. What more could a Prefect want?

Truthfully speaking, you hadn’t even noticed when the young man had begun creeping your way. Growing steadily closer until it was too late.

Arms wrapped around your waist, steadily tightening as you realized, far too late, what was happening. Leona’s head pressed first against your hip and then, with a disgruntled snort, shifted until your lap had been claimed as his makeshift pillow.

You stared in surprise at the now relaxed young man, who seemed perfectly content now that you were officially his cushion.

But his content came at a steep price. You weren’t going to get any worthwhile studying done with Leona snoozing away on your lap, and you were most certainly trapped.

Waking Leona was no easy task, and the outcome probably wouldn’t be to your advantage, what with the importance of letting sleeping lions lie and all that. Ruggie could attest to that simple truth, and this wasn’t the first time this had happened.

In fact, this had been happening ever since you’d started studying in the botanical garden.

You briefly frowned at the prince, snoozing away on your lap, before sighing and resolving yourself to do the only thing you could do and amuse yourself with the source of your problem.

Besides, even if he complained, you could cite it as his nap tax.

Your hands slid into his soft, healthy-feeling hair easily, and your eyes widened as his head rolled back into your palm slightly. Almost like he was encouraging you to continue toying with the chocolatey strands that smoothly slid between your fingers. 

You smiled to yourself as he somehow relaxed further the longer you massaged his scalp until your gaze shifted, landing on his fluffy-looking ears, and you felt a grin creep across your face.

You hesitated only briefly before carefully reaching out and carefully rubbing your thumb over the back of his ear. 

They were velvety, and you felt your eyes go wide at exactly how pettable Leona, of all people, was. 

His ears twitched slightly at your touch, and you felt yourself freeze. Your gaze darting back to his face, only to find him continuing to snooze away. Peaceful and utterly unaware of your actions.

You smiled again, shrugging to yourself slightly as you went back toying with his hair. Amusing yourself even as you remain trapped as his pillow and idly considering how the young man would react if you were to undo his braids and redo his hairstyle.

 You only went still when Leona shifted. Rolling over to look up at you with far too much amusement shining in his bright green eyes for you to feel totally comfortable.

You stared down at him in silence and he only seemed to grow more amused the longer the silence between the two of you stretched. To be honest, though, you felt like a child who’d been caught with their hand in a cookie jar, while he looked like you’d fallen for some sort of carefully laid trap. 

That feeling of having been caught was only made worse when he finally spoke, words slipping from his mouth in an all-too-smug tone, “Nothing to say?”

You twitched as he broke the silence before frowning and slowly retracting your hands, “You’re the one who suddenly decided to use me as a pillow. What was I supposed to do?”

He yawned, showing no signs of moving, “I thought you were studying?”

Amusement continued to flicker in the emerald depths of his eyes as you stared at him incredulously. Hardly able to believe what you were hearing, “With you snoozing away on my lap? Like I would get anything done that way.”

He smirked almost immediately at your words, and you tensed as he began to speak, bracing for whatever it was that he was about to say, “So I’m too distracting for you?”

You looked away, not wanting to agree as you rolled your eyes. “Oh, yes. Completely,” Sarcasm dripped from your tone, but Leona hardly seemed phased.

He did, however, at long last sit up. Snorting to himself before twisting so that he could continue to face you, “Well, did you at least enjoy yourself, Herbivore? Not too many get to do that.”

The implication was clear: he’d let you toy with his hair, and pet his ears even though most would never be allowed to do such a thing.

But despite that, as your gaze slid back towards him, a grin was already creeping across your face, “Be his Royal Majesty’s pillow, you mean? I didn’t realize it was such a privilege.”

He merely continued to grin at your deliberate misinterpretation of your words as you continued. Tilting your head in amusement as you finished, “I doubt that’ll be the last time that happens anyway.”

He shifted only slightly, angling his body so that he dipped into your personal space as he lifted his chin with a smirk, “I guess we’ll just have to wait and see, won’t we?”

You snorted slightly, your eyebrows lifting in amusement, before you gave the slightest of nods, “I guess so.”

[rs-wonderland]

OB!Malleus: You said you were going to stay in bed 10000 years!?

Idia: W-well i-, g-good morning...

OB!Malleus: AND aren't you suppost to be asleep, like everyone else!?

Yuu: I- set up an alarm, i guess-?

OB!Malleus: •-•

[calimelontea]

the octotrio with an inkling!reader

❥❥am I splicing my current hyperfixation into a completely unrelated fandom bc the fresh season just recently dropped?? Yes. Is it going to be kinda awkward bc this is my very first fic on this page??? Also yes 👍But man is it gonna be fun to write, so I hope you guys will have just as much fun reading!

❥ the reader falls into this twisted wonderland unannounced and unprepared, but much to the student body's surprise, this new transfer student was... A squid? A kid?? It was anyone's guess, but for now it was decided that you would reside in Octainvinelle, seeing as you were a cephalopod of some sort. How do you fair in the ranks of the fish mafia?

Category- Fluff ☀

Content- semi platonic, Azul Jade and Floyd, you are an inkling from Splatoon

Azul Ashengrotto

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➼When you had first arrived at the dorm's doorstep, he couldn't deny his interest was piqued! Not only was he interested in seeing that squids had evolved their own little subspecies, but he also saw this as the perfect opportunity for profit!

➼A creature that can continuously produce different colored inks?? He's practically seeing dollar signs...

➼No doubt he'll probably ask for a little share of what's in your ink tank, and in return he'll provide you protection and some benefits in the lounge, (albeit some very miniscule ones. Can't lose too much profit, now can we?).

➼But nevertheless, it couldn't be denied that your presence in the lounge had certainly brightened the atmosphere. Now not only can one make shady business deals, but they also get to watch this strange little squid creature run around and obsess over anything it deems "fresh".

➼Eventually though he would begin to warm up to you and see you as a bit more than a walking money bag, especially after the overblot incident. You offered him a helping hand and a friendly smile, even when he was hardly deserving of forgiveness, and he will always be grateful for that (though he will never admit that a loud).

➼He's always sure to keep watch over you, whether it be him in person or the twins, and if someone dares to cause you any trouble... Whew boy, they better hope they can handle a good squeeze.

➼Anytime there's something you want to show him, you'd better believe he's dropping what he's doing to look (within reason ofc), and if you manage to bring him something of extra value, he's sure to praise you and treat you to something from the lounge's menu.

➼Most of your time together is just you dragging him along to look for something fun to do, and although a lot of times he would rather be back at the lounge counting up earnings or advertising new business opportunities, he just can't say no to that face...

➼Overall he'll likely be your safest bet as long as you're willing to sacrifice some ink and maybe your free will 👍

Floyd Leech

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➼When you first arrived, he just thought you were the silliest lil creature! It didn't matter to him if you were human or squid, he just wanted to squeeze you and play with you.

➼And squeeze you he will, you better be watching your back all times of the day bc this man can and will ambush you with the most bone-crushing hug in existence. You don't even have bones and yet you feel the structure of your very being squashed like a water balloon.

➼He takes a liking to you almost immediately out the gate, assigning you the nickname "squidling" since he already nicknamed someone else "squid", and you change colors way too often to assign a colored type of squid.

➼Instead of you dragging him around, now it's his turn to drag you. Will literally snatch you from wherever you are, whether it be your dorm room or even class, and run off to wherever sounds the most fun in the moment. (R.I.P Grim, you're on your own)

➼Literally has 0 idea what you're saying (inklings speak a special kind of language), but will absolutely pretend to know what you mean. Will have an entire full blown conversation with you even if, with context, the conversation doesn't make any sense whatsoever.

➼Likely will go out of his way to get something for you if he believes it's something you'd find "fresh". Mans is gonna come to your dorm with like 20 shiny rocks, some shirts and a thingamabob or two and you're keeping ALL of them.

➼Can and will try to make you swim somehow due to your squid features. It will not go well.

➼You're probably one of the very few people that can pull him out of his bad moods without bribery or blackmail. Legit just start talking to him about anything random and he'll give you one of those legit scary smiles and squeezes onto you like you've just given him the best news of his life.

➼He's a pretty alright option if you don't mind being a caprisun under a hydraulic press. Just... Stay alert.

Jade Leech

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➼Mans is literally scary, why would you pick him???? /j Much like Azul, he's very curious about you when you first arrive in Octainvinelle, but instead of profiting purposes, he more or less wants to study you.

➼He's very curious about what it is that makes you tick. How did squids evolve to produce a specimen like you? Are there more of you? And if so, have your species formed an intricate society? Where does your language originate? Do you have a similar intestinal structure to humans or merfolk???

➼Bro has probably thought about dissecting you at least 40 times and counting, but because it's heavily frowned upon in a school setting, he's decided against poking around in a squid-kid cadaver. For now...

➼Until then though, he ensures he's as hospitable as he possibly can be, while also leaving some room for learning about your unique culture.

➼This means he will likely be one of the very few students to start picking up on your language, as well as understanding your behaviors/mannerisms.

➼It was during these studies of his that you two developed a sort of trade system. You would bring him some wild mushrooms or any plants that look interesting, and in return he will buy you something "fresh" from Sam's shop, with a reasonable price tag ofc.

➼And due to this mutually beneficial system, it didn't take long for the two of you to become good friends. It wouldn't be very often you would see this tall eel man without his tiny squid companion, especially when it comes to his mushroom garden. Congrats, you have entry to the sporehouse 👍

➼This also means you two get to share your special interests with one another. You get to spend time with him creating mini terrariums and growing shrooms, and in return you can teach him how to play turf war (the second he gets the hang of it you will constantly get your ass beat).

➼He's a pretty sound option over time, but you should NEVER be alone with this man with lab equipment. Never trust a man who enjoys clam blitz.

[thatweeboverthereisthirsty]

Are requests still open?

If they are can we get a one-shot or whatever is easier with poly dorm leaders and MC? Maybe with them deciding to stay with them at twisted and their reactions? I loved your previous poly fix with them 😊😊😊

Hello friend, here are some headcanons! I am glad you liked my fics! Please enjoy!

POLY DORM LEADERS

You gather all seven of them first and foremost: “Hey @everyone I’ve got major news! Come to Ramshackle quick!!! ;)”

A quick text to your relationship group chat gets everyone together pretty quickly, save Leona and Malleus

Leona is an easy fix, you simply text him privately, knowing he keeps the group chat on silent but his phone will ring for you

If that doesn’t work you usually just text Ruggie and tell him to get your boyfriend (one of them) on the phone asap

Malleus on the other hand is tricky

It’s hard to know if he’s actually seen your text or not because he isn’t very good at keeping his phone on him or even responding if he does see the text

Luckily you’ve worked around this with a clever magical hack he shared with you

For your last birthday, Malleus gifted you a bracelet that could ‘summon’ him

All you had to do was grip one of the beads and think about him and he would be able to sense you

Sometimes you gripped the red bead: (you are sending him love), sometimes you grip the blue bead: (you are feeling down), and sometimes you use the green bead: (you miss him or would like him to come see you)

The green bead is directly in the middle so you can grip two beads at once depending on why you would like him to find you

(Big scary fae boy gets anxious that you’re hurt or sad and will show up guns blazing, no questions asked, so you have to reassure him that sometimes you just miss him)

It doesn’t take long for everyone to get together, sitting in various areas and positions in the Ramshackle lounge

You take a deep breath and smile big even though you are a little nervous

“Guys, Crowley found a way to send me back home.”

For a moment there is only silence, long, tense silence

Then an explosion of reactions

Riddle turns white, red, and then back to normal in under 30 seconds, nodding stiffly

Leona lets out a growl and Azul blinks in stunned silence

Vil’s eyes widen and his jaw hardens while Malleus stands calmly despite the thunder that cracks outside

Idia and Kalim have completely lost it, each in their own way, Idia whimpering and shifting uncomfortably and Kalim throwing himself into your arms, bawling

“QUIET!” Riddle yells and everyone turns to him “If y/n desires to leave then we should support them with our best efforts!”

“Thank you, Riddle,” you say calmly as Kalim pulls back sniffling, “However that leads me to my next point; when do I leave?”

All of them hold their breath praying for varying answers all of which sounding like “not for a long time”

“I miss my home very much. I had a life there and people I loved. But I don’t know how I will be able to fit into that life anymore. And so, I have decided to stay, permanently.” 

Again silence, but this time, nearly all of them leapt up to hug you and most of them even shed a few tears

Idia, Malleus, and Leona hung back for their own individual hugs, each of them appreciating their own space when it comes to you

Malleus and Leona because they are pretty territorial when it comes to your affection and Idia because he simply doesn’t like unnecessary physical contact with anyone who isn’t you

Kalim cries out about a sleepover/feast/party/parade that needs to be held in celebration of your decision

Leona and Malleus both offer financial support for you if you decide you want your own home

Azul decides he will cook a nice dinner for the two of you and present an official job in the management of the Mostro Lounge as you will need stable employment

Vil promises a spa day and assistance in redoing the Ramshackle dorm since you “simply cannot live in a large scale hovel for the rest of your life” 

Riddle busies himself with calming Kalim down and trying to restore order to the impromptu ‘meeting’

Idia stayed quiet, seemingly too relieved to say anything or participate in the celebrations

As chaotic as it was, you secretly loved it

Chaos was these boys and these boys were yours and being with them made you happier than anything

You looked forward to staying with them for the rest of your life

[kazumiwrites-fanfiction]

Not-So-Secret Drawings

REQUEST: Hi there, so I've been daydreaming about this for awhile but I absolutely suck at writing so, could i request hcs were the reader is really good at drawing and has been secretly drawing random people on campus whenever they get the chance, but one day reader forgets there sketch pad somewhere and a character (of your choosing) finds it and decides to snoop and finds drawingsof them and people on campus. Just as they finish looking through reader comes (after realizing they forgot it). I hope this makes sense to you, have a nice day/night.

SUMMARY: Your carefully hidden secret is out now. WORD COUNT: 1k

WARNINGS: Riddle, Azul, Floyd, and Vil snooping looking through your drawings, reader is a really good artist, Riddle threatens you (out of love I swear), Azul is uncomfortable by your drawings (not in a bad way- I think), mentions of getting lectured by Azul, Floyd is a ball of chaos, Vil gets no warnings because he's perfect/j A/N: When I tell you that as soon as I saw this I immediately rushed to write two parts before having to stop because I needed to do my summer homework - and then procrastinated the last part (Vil)- Also I know you implied one character but since I'm indecisive I did multiple haha (I'm sorry (but also kind of not because this was fun)) I'm sure you don't suck at writing!! You just get sick of your own writing because it all seems predictable (speaking from experience, I read my work and I'm like "ew?? I need better words" haha) Vil's part is definitely weird because I was like "Fashion Designer!Reader" (probably because some of my friends take fashion/design classes) and I don't know how accurate this is I suck at drawing so I know nothing please don't come at me- Also on a side note, I have a lot of requests right now and since I have a lot of schoolwork I have to do right now, my writing will probably be scattered. Hope you guys understand! (Hope you have a nice day/afternoon/night/etc too!!)

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You had always been careful with your drawings. You never wanted another person to look at them. After all, you had been drawing other people - and who knew what they would think?

Sure, they were pretty accurate, but still. It wasn't like the people at Night Raven College knew that you were drawing them. And you didn't want your drawings to get destroyed just because someone in a foul mood found them. Just your luck though, as you had left your sketchbook somewhere. Where did you even misplace it…

Riddle Rosehearts

He had always seen you with your sketchbook, but had assumed it was just for studying.

Likewise, when it popped up during class, he assumed that you were diligently taking notes.

It was almost sad seeing how far from the truth he was in hindsight.

Since he found your sketchbook on the floor (perhaps having fallen from your bag - it was always full, after all), he decided to take it to you. On the way over to Ramshackle Dorm, he flipped through the sketchbook before he paused.

These weren't notes. They were drawings.

And very good ones, at that.

They were so detailed, he thought for an instant that you had magicked them on here somehow (before remembering that you didn't have any magic).

So was this what you could do with some time and diligence?

His mother had never let him draw much so his drawings were mediocore at best (at worst, one would think that a small child had drawn them).

He found himself captivated by the artwork, flipping through the pages, seeing the drawings of various people from the school. Even some of himself…? With more details... It was odd, the small flutter in his chest. Happiness?

He jolted as he heard your voice, asking if that sketchbook in his hands was yours, abruptly slamming the sketchbook shut as if he had been looking at something completely inappropriate. Which, in a way, he might have been?

"Sorry for looking at these without your permission." He got out after a moment, handing it back to you. "You're a really good artist." He paused. "But you shouldn't be drawing in class. If I catch you with this sketchbook out during Trein-sensei's lectures, I'll have your head!"

Azul Ashengrotto

Of course Azul had noticed your drawings. He needed to in order to make sure he knew as much as possible about others so he could scam help them whenever they needed it.

Still, he found it intriguing, so he couldn't help but skim through your drawings. And my, were they amazing.

Until he got to the section where you had drawn him.

Sure, there were drawings of him in regular uniform, some of him in his P.E. uniform (he thought that they weren't really flattering on him, but you made it look good).

But then there were the sections where you had drawn him in mer form.

Of course, you had no idea what his mer form actually looked like (without all the overblotting, which you never got the chance to see clearly anyway) so it was mostly guesswork and using your imagination.

There were ones with long, large tentacles swarming around him.

Some with tentacles that were slender.

Some of them popped out of weird angles, which he was puzzled about, but okay.

My tentacles can't move like that - or can they?

They definitely shouldn't be popping out of his ribs. Wherever did you get that particular idea? It made him uncomfortable just by looking at it.

He was so caught up in examining your drawings and he didn't notice you until you literally snatched the sketchbook from his hands, saying something about how they were private.

"Sorry, [Y/N]-san... But these drawings aren't too accurate, you know."

And that was how you got roped into a three-hour long discussion about the anatomy of octopuses as well as the anatomy of merfolk and how your drawings were terribly inaccurate. (You were just guessing, how were you supposed to know any of this?)

Floyd Leech

Floyd wouldn't even wait until the sketchbook was unattended.

He'd pop out of nowhere, eyes bright, asking what you were doing.

Never mind if it was in the middle of class or not.

You've both gotten scolded about this, he should know better.

Still, one day he caught you by surprise, and the book slipped from your hands.

You muttered a small curse before trying to grab it, but whoops, too late. Floyd had already gotten it and was flipping through the pages.

"Aww, Koebi-chan, you drew me?" His gaze met yours, a wide grin on his face (showing his extremely sharp teeth). "You should've just asked, I would've modeled and stuff for you."

You shook your head slightly. You had wanted to keep this a secret if possible... At least Floyd seemed to be in a fairly good mood. You told him that you wanted to draw people in their natural state, without them posing for the "camera," so to speak.

He looked disappointed, but then immediately asked if you could come to a basketball practice or match or something. Perhaps you'd find it more interesting to draw him there. Or maybe in the ocean?

Vil Schoenheit

He was no stranger to people drawing him. He was famous after all.

He did sometimes get… odd pieces of artwork, but that was to be expected.

Still, he didn't expect to find a sketchbook with him in it, abandoned at an empty seat. Only drawings of him.

It had so happened that you were trying to figure out a good design for clothing. You always wanted to have a face to your designs, and he was the perfect subject.

Maybe your drawings didn't do him justice, but it was interesting to see how you could tweak your designs to fit him better.

Still, Vil was plenty impressed.

These designs... He could definitely see himself wearing them.

Maybe he could show them to one of the people he knew... They could help make something like that. With your permission, of course.

He closed the book as he heard you come up.

"These designs really are fascinating. Would you mind showing me more details? I'm certain that we can turn these drawings into reality if you'd like it."

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