#twistedwonderland angst

[jazjelspen]

leaving on wild charted waters [pt. 6]

(what if our mc just got tired of Night Raven College and it's inhabitants?)

(what if mc's Cinderella night just-- had to be ruined?)

(not really filler chapter anymore shits getting real‼️‼️/angst/not proofread/injuries/mc will be happy again soon I promise TT-TT/very, very light swearing)

(requested tags!: @chxrry-blxssxm-tea @missotaku34 @aprityormarj )

if you want to be tagged in future chapters please comment or message me! I will only tag you if you directly ask for it and I will only tag you once unless you asked to be tagged on all future chapters of a particular series. now let's wrap this up and head straight into part 6!!)

the ball: the clock strikes 12

(follow the white rabbit)

your breath hitched as the head the body that held you then started to scramble back from the embrace yet held your shoulders in their hands. those green eyes, those fangs, the horns, the outfit that correlated to the dorm of a powerful fae. yeah, as you feared.. it was Malleus.

"oh how I've missed you my dear.." Malleus's mouth widened into a relieved and joyous smile, his fangs out and all and his eyes full of adoration. "you have no idea how bad it's been for me, for all of us since you left us.." he let out a small sigh before he brought you in for another hug, squeezing you a little tighter this time but knew to be careful of his strength.

"Malleus.. stop it--" you attempted to push him off with your arms on his chest yet he wouldn't budge. You continued to squirm under his arms to part from him and when you finally were able to push him off all you could see were his eyes widening in heartbreak "fuck Malleus.. I said stop it!"

"I..." he took in a deep yet shaky breath "why did you leave..? I've dreamt about you since the day you left, why would you go?.." he then held your hand in his, trying to get some sort of answer from you. "I mean I understand why you'd go but.. why not at least bid all of us.. bid me a farewell my dear?" you could see his face slowly get desperate as his vibrant green eyes got misty with the longer he looked at you "if you come back my dear I promise no one will ever hurt you again, I will always listen to you, I'll take care of you-- I'll do everything you need or want just-- please come back to me."

"then you clearly don't understand well enough as to why I left." your face subconsciously formed a scowl "I am not obliged to say goodbye to you or anyone else at that school, not when you all just kept dragging me in the mud whenever you all felt like it." you scoffed "I can admit that I have missed you all, I've missed all our good moments and trips but I can't forgive any of you for breaking my arm or cutting me or--or scarring me in more ways than one" you could feel your voice slowly raise in volume.. little by little. "I do not owe any of you an explanation as to why I left, I don't owe any of you an apology for doing what's right for me."

Malleus stared at you as you kept on talking, his mixed feelings swirling on his face, his features contorting into phases of emotions that you have never seen before. It could've been almost terrifying to look at but the thing was that-- you weren't scared, not anymore. you had more people, better people, people who never forced you into chores or missions you didn't want to do, people who didn't dump everything on you without first asking you, people that actually fucking cared about your feelings.

Malleus cared, oh he did and obviously still does. It's just he's never cared enough the way your new friends do, he never truly has.

"I don't owe you an explanation as to why I left Malleus since it's clearly obvious- that even a blind man can see it-- that I'm better off here." you stared him down in a way that sent him chills down his spine, in a way that made him feel small instead of vice versa. "I'm closer in finding a way home than I ever have at Night Raven where I wasted months of my life for people that just liked dragging a magicless human to feed their own little and fragile egos. and if you can't except that I'm better off here and better off at finally going home then you clearly have not learned anything from your overblot."

oh how you, a magicless human prefect, astounded the fae prince of briar valley. you may not have power in magic but hell did you have power in words. whether you yourself thought your sentences were powerful or not either way it astounded Malleus since it seems he's gotten used to the quiet and almost obedient version of you. his features were almost unreadable, it was unclear if he was even angry or upset. the hair on your body raised up when you sensed a few distant thunderclaps in the background and the sound of a few stems of sharp thorns grow and reach out from the floor and beneath his feet. in the end all Malleus really did with that blank expression of his was reach out to you but you flinched away from his touch.

"you look stunning tonight my dear, shining brighter than any star in the sky." his soft comment was almost random and out of place, but he seemed genuine when he spoke with that true yet strained smile on his face. he slowly pulled his hand away when the stoned room you two were in started to be filled with various large stems of every size and shape, littered with the sharpest thorns you could think of. the stems popped out from cracks in the wall, the window from the ceiling, to even more below his shoes. as they moved the thorn decorated branches all seemed to reach out to you as you backed away slowly. all this whilst he sang a gentle tune under all the ensuing chaos..

“I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream..”

“I know you that look in your eyes is so familiar a gleam..”

"tsunotarou-- " you quietly begged as you continued to back away until you felt many sharp pricks on your ankles which caused you to scream and fall down to land on your rear end in pain. Malleus had to immediately cut short the tune he sang as he desperately reached out to you with a panicked look when he saw you fall but kept himself from moving any further since it seems that all he ever does to you is hurt you, even when he doesn't mean it.

also because a curious, rabbit-chasing blonde already ran to your aid.

"_____! hold on I got you!!" Alex exclaimed as he picked you up, one arm behind your back and the other under your legs. The room quivered and the stems of thorns grew into bushes, slowly reaching out for Alex's legs as well. You looked over to face Malleus who is seen clenching his chest with fistfuls of his uniform, as if he's clenching his heart.

Tsunotarou looked at you with pain and concern with quiet tears rolling down his face from seeing how he just-- keeps hurting you. Even so, he lets you go.

Luckily Alex was fast enough to jump over the growing thorns to then quickly exclaim a spell you couldn't exactly hear well with how the rumbling and stones from the ceiling started caving in.

your last view of Malleus was his sad and pitiful face before the stones started piling up and covering eachothers views. officially ending this short yet aching encounter.

Alex ran headfirst into the wall where you first came from. once you two were now on the outside of the entrance you were both hit with cold and harsh raindrops from the sky. Alex continued to run and run as far away from the collapsing structure as possible, the tower being wrapped and hugged tightly by many large stems and branches of thorns and the roof of the tower now halfway caving inside the building. Alex huffed and puffed as he dodged a few rocks of the tumbling rubble from the building before dropping down to his knees to use the wet grounds to slide against the back exit of the school dance, not entirely protected by anything but a small roof that hovered over the back door but it was much farther away from any falling debris and awful rain. as the tower continued to roar in destruction Alex basically used himself as a shield as an attempt to cover you completely, holding you close to his chest and covering your head under his chin so if anything attempted to hit your head it'd hit his instead. he held you tightly until everything went quiet and all you could hear was just a few rolling rocks.

Alex slowly turned to look behind him with you following suite. as the dust slowly started to settle and the rain just getting more violent as time went you could see that the building was on the verge of completely collapsing, there were no longer any walls up with only the many and bushes of thorns holding onto the halfway collapsed ceiling and the rest of it's stone body. there were many stones of all sizes that held up the building now on the grass floor or stone path now ruining the recently polished or beautified lawns and floors.

Alex was panting and catching his breath before he finally faced you with a very exhausted look on his face and sweat and rain dripping under his chin, the adrenaline rush slowly sinking down now that everything is somewhat quiet except for the voices of afraid or shocked students running out from all openings of the ballroom to see the scene. "are you alright?.." he asked.

you nodded while also slowly coming out of the adrenaline high. "sorta.." you paused to catch your breath "how'd you know.. that I was there?.."

he lightly shrugged as he then slowly forced himself to get back into a normal breathing pace. "I noticed that the magic you were following felt-- more sentient than it seemed at first glance..." he slowly let you down on the ground gently whilst explaining to let his body rest "when you went through the wall-- I had only gotten more- curiouser.. and eventually walked in a bit after you but I hid in the shadows." he paused to finally get himself to breathe properly, his body shaking now that the energy high was now at it's last drop. "I didn't mean to eavesdrop I really didn't but-- I felt that if I left that something terrible would've happened. I guess it's good that I stayed, plus!..." he let out a light chuckle "the bathrooms are inside the ballroom, opposite side from the back exit so-- "

you let out a breathy 'hah' as a way to still laugh with him despite the lack of energy. your ankles were stinging and pulsing with blood that was coming out from small holes decorating your skin. Alex noticed how much blood was dripping from your skin to the ground and he prepared his body to pick you back up the same way he did before. and as if on cue right when he properly held you close the chime of a large clock rang against your ears as a way to announce that it has now struck twelve. you felt your now tattered, drenched, and dirty attire now fade off of your body and back into your previous outfit. same happened with Alex with his attire shining and poofing off of him to show his school uniform yet despite these sudden outfit changes Alex immediately started walking to get you help from anyone nearby. all the students that jumped and ran out to see the commotion all gasped. some stood in shock, some were asking for both of you and Alex's physical health, and some were even offering help. Alex would accept the help but would immediately ask for anyone to get Raps over here so that he can heal you with his unique magic. The rest of whatever was happening around you slowly got a bit blurry since as you laid in the arms of the young man you slowly felt your eyes slowly close, not because of bloodloss or any of the sort, but because everything you felt in those fast and short moments just emotionally and mentally tired you out, you were feeling incredibly exhausted after the shock and adrenaline finally now had it's run on your system and you couldn't help but feel safe enough to fall asleep in the warm arms of your friend.

when you let yourself fall asleep, all you dreamt about was sleeping back in your home world while laying in the softest covers you owned. the covers in your dream were so warm and cozy as if they just came out of the dryer. you heard distant yet familiar voices of family members in the background outside of the room you were sleeping in and the soft orange light from the outside peaked into your room while gently kissing your sleeping face. the air was filled in that specific smell your home always had. your bed and covers smell just the way you remember them, your room looks exactly the way you left it and the pillow under your head seemed to hug and warm you back to sleep.

for a moment you felt that you really were back home.

Back in Night Raven College......

Malleus teleported back to the school, Lilia awaiting him inside the Diasomnia dorm after accompanying him to RSA awhile ago. Sebek and Silver beside their father while watching the prince brush past them and ignored them while opening and slamming his room doors shut. There was an eerie silence before the slams and shatters of glass and wood were heard, roaring and shouts of frustration were booming from the creaks of the doors yet boomed throughout the halls as well. The three couldn't do anything but watch, they did everything they could to get Malleus back to himself to even getting him to see the former Ramshackle prefect again. but it seems as if it only made him even more bitter and frustrated. In this moment as a group Lillia, Sebek, and Silver accepted this temporary defeat. they won't give up on the young master, but they have given up in trying to get him back to his former self. now they will attempt to still bring in his favorite things, items, and hobbies-- but they know it wouldn't be the same anymore.

meanwhile the entire rest of the school was in disarray. everyday the students had to use umbrellas or raincoats with the never-ending storm hovering above them constantly, P.E was cancelled for a whole week with how bad it's gotten and the people you left behind mostly all have a sour attitude towards the mention of you. Heartslayul, Pomefiore, and Octavinelle students were pushed on harder than they were before, the dorm leaders of those particular students basically almost, just almost going back to their former ways. they still try to keep the lessons they learned from you and their overblots but their pettiness and the grudge they now hold against you holds them back from their true good potential. Savannaclaw, Scarabia, and Ignihyde were unique cases in it of themselves. Savannaclaw's dorm leader continued to try to stay on top of his responsibilities somewhat but due to your absence it's like he's neglecting the dorm even more than he ever used to. Scarabia's dorm leader was still generous and kind as usual, maybe even more! he held you close to his heart and continued to do good and more in your memory. Ignihyde's dorm leader.. basically neglected his position fully, he's almost on the verge of falling out of the title of house leader of Ignihyde yet his younger brother continued to be his shining and motivational light to even keep this stupid title. then of course, the dorm leader of Diasomnia, not fully neglecting his responsibilities but it's clear how much he's missed out due to his constant naps to fade away into a world with you in it.

people tried to fix all the issues that have smacked the school into rock bottom but no matter what their efforts are always fruitless. some students think they can keep on going without you, that you aren't needed to keep the school running again.. while others think that the only way to revive this place is if you're back in it.

(hopefully everything here made sense! I'm not the best at describing dramatic ongoing environments so I hope it all was understandable somewhat. thank you all for the excitement towards this part! I hope to excite you all with this series even more with the stuff I have in mind for future chapters.

also this is kinda random but I also draw too! and just for the funzies I may or may not draw my version of mc’s RSA friends that don’t have an official design. maybe tho.. depends on motivation..)

[rayroseu]

I know its been said that Lilia likes acting cheerful despite his nearing death because he doesn't want to look weak. But, I think the undertone of his reasoning is he doesn't want to spend his last days in tragedy and sadness so he copes it with being happy as much as he can.😭

Isn't that a more obvious behavior especially now that we know that Lilia's life only has been happy for the last 2 decades, or less. I'm saying that because I feel like the years where Malleus grows up was depressing too because he was badly excluded and only recently, in NRC, did he finally have "a group of people to be a part of with freely"

I feel like this is more like an understandable reason why he wants to go away as "he can still smile and act happy" before his age deteriorates him up, and makes him "look lifeless" to his family.

Rather than making Silver and Malleus remember his death, I think his version of a happy ending was that party where they'll all have fun together. I think Lilia wants them to remember *his happiness* the most. Because Lilia's life has mostly been a tragedy, and I don't think he wishes even after his death, that he would still be a "tragic person".

I feel like his line about "not wanting Malleus to be a hero of a fairy tale" reflects that. Because he did experience being the "hero of a fairytale". He saved Malleus from being killed and dying. He is, in the story, the rightful hero of Briar Valley.

TWST has always told that heroes in this world are perfect individuals with perfect morals and life, but Lilia as a hero, added more depth towards the concept of heroes in TWST...

To be a hero, you need to be facing the story's conflicts, you have to sacrifice a lot, and be in pain for doing the right thing just for you to "have something to be victorious over."

And, I feel like that's a nice parallel to the theme that "villains are people that can be redeemed/grow up even if they're messed up". Its like saying everyone struggles even if you're a hero or a villain, like there's never a perfect role or a perfect world where there's no sadness.... 😭

also, I know Lilia mostly said that line about "heroes in fairytales" because he wants Malleus not to die forgotten like Meleanor and Levan, but its GETS ME knowing he said that as well because he doesn't want to see Malleus in any kind of pain😭

[captainjacklyn]

I wonder how headcanons of Azul, Jamil, and Malleus would look like with a fem!mc who is a sea serpent that can switch between human and dragon form?

Sounds great ! I hope you enjoy these head canons, have a great day and stay safe.

Pairing(s) : jamil x reader, malleus x reader, azul x reader

Warning(s) : cussing, and a lot of it. Some crack here and there but not my best shots to be quite frank with you I think this is my worst post so far and I'll do my best to improve and update it. Also I hate the knew banners I put for my characters so I'll go and fix it.

Azul, Jamil and Malleus reacting to a sea serpent F!mc

Well he surely wasn't expecting this.

You don't possess magic but you can transform into a 32 foot sea snake....Doesn't that count as magic-

You luckily aren't a threat to him and he isn't one to you. Well...Not anymore at least. I head canon that when people overblot their mind is taken over by all the negative thoughts (meaning their in a way controlled) yet their body still shows signs of certain emotions such as trembling when afraid.

So when he noticed your enormous dragon head poking from the open walls of Scarabia, He was shaking to death.

Just turning into a jack hammer like :

BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR-

Kalim : "am I the only one who finds it weird that Jamil is vibrating right now ?"

Floyd : "who cares ! it's fucking hilarious, hey shrimpy roar."

Now overblot Jamil went through the ceiling after hearing that ear drum breaking sound.

Azul : "....Is he dead ?"

Jade : "Most likely but I don't think so because he just slammed back down."

WAKES UP IN A HOSPITAL WITH A BRAIN CONCUSSION

"I-I have nothing besides the fact that you just scared me shitless" Great. know he's constipated.

You are fucking GINORMOUS and big is a HUGE underestimation.

Don't try to eat him. don't try to eat him name, don't- Aaand you just did.

Spit him out. wha- No that won't insult him ! you're eating the guy alive and liking octopus as a meal isn't a FUCKING COMPLIMENT.

azul is impressed, horrified and offended.

Don't look at me with those 'I told you' eyes, eating a very much alive being won't flatter them YOU LITTLE-

A N Y W A Y S

The man is scared but he's also impressed with your power, being able to transform into a gigantic monster as its perks.

When people mess with you the respect is quickly gained with one transformation and demonstration of your capabilities.

Besides the fact that you can cause so much fucking damage.

HOW THE FUCK HAVEN'T YOU SWALLOWED CROWLEY YET ?!

He doesn't taste good- SO YOU SAY YOU WOULD RATHER EAT THE GUY YOU LIKE AND THE ONE YOU HATE LIVE ?!

god damn it mc.

Two words : DRAGON LOVERS

you both are so fucking adorable, I just imagine the both of you taking a nap in your dragon forms just cuddled up together.

A bit like this :

pretend being a sea snake in dragon form, IT'S SO FUCKING ADORABLE.

but now that NRC knows about you two and your true forms, I pray not for Crowley and his "stress".

chew. him. out.

yes, I know you said no cause he tasted like shit but deal with it. I ain't helping, more like I can't cause he's in your stomach and- Wait a minute.

Did you just eat him alive ?!

I said chew not swallow !

sigh...Malleus ?

But besides the fact that Crowley now resides in your digestion, you and malleus are good for marriage.

Two dragons ruling over a kingdom of faes, if anyone says that you lack knowledge in magic they got another thing coming.

What is surprising is that you come from the waters while he lives in the sky and dry lands. It reminds me of the little mermaid who wishes to meet the guy she saw once, and as a mermaid Ariel has to stay in water meanwhile her love at first sight cliché stays on dry land.

There was a small French story as well which can only be found in a children's book that I used to read as a kid.

It's between a dragon who belongs in the water and the female one who is the rainbow dragon who paints the colors of the sky.

Should I make a fic about this ? I don't know.

Just two adorable dragon lovers and-

Mc swallow Crowley back I do not want to see him.

Hope you enjoyed and I'm sorry for not being active today much often.

[rosietrace]

Errand Boy

Divider by @cafekitsune !

[ This short story is important to the main story of the central character ]

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Central Character ; 『 Sumeragi Yuuta, “The Golden Rule” 』

Mentioned (Central) ; 『 “Rei-Rei”, ‘The Secret Silly Symphony’ 』

【 This is both a short story important to the central character's story; All Ocs belong to their respective owners and will be credited at the end. 】

Synopsis: Crowley's favorite errand boy just can't catch a break, can he? Well, at least it isn't most of his errands Yuuta has to run.

Warning(s): Angst, comfort at the end(?), backstory spoilers, nobody knows it's his birthday :(, not proofread because grammarly sucks now and we die like men

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Whatever they were talking about, Yuuta wasn't putting in any effort in listening. It was just how he operated most of the time.

Disassociation; a brief hum and nod as though he were paying attention; a snarky comment thrown in when he gets asked the age-old “are you even listening?”— all culminating into one of the most mundane ways for Yuuta to start his day.

Well, maybe that was a little cruel to say; Ellis and Circe seemed to be enjoying themselves just fine. Something about the former trying on a new shade of pink she, quote on quote, invented.

Yuuta sat on the couch he'd recently helped implement into Ellis' eyesore of a room, his eyes focused on the ceiling to refrain from rolling his eyes so far back they'd get stuck.

Are they done yet? Yuuta asked himself, completely disassociating from whatever conversation Ellis and Circe were currently having. He felt a little bad for being so inattentive; fashion was one of the few things he had in common with the duo.

Yet there he was, barely even paying a sliver of attention to whatever nonsense they were talking about. Something about ‘inventing new colors’, but he was too busy thinking to actually listen.

“Yuuta?”

He blinked, his gaze flitting between the pink ceiling — that he painted for Ellis — to Ellis herself. Seemed like while he was occupied with… anything other than what they were talking about.

“Hm?” He quirked up an eyebrow. “What?”

“We were just asking what you thought of this new design Ellis came up with,” Circe took hold of Ellis’ sketchbook and went over to Yuuta, handing it to him.

Yuuta got a good look at the sketch. It was good, he believed. Then again, Ellis always did have a knack for design.

“Well?” Ellis strode over to them, tilting her head to the side with a smile Yuuta couldn't dare break.

“What do you think?”

Why do you always ask me that? Yuuta thought. The praise Ellis received for her talent in fashion and all things related to it weren't unwarranted. She didn’t need to ask him, or Circe, or anyone about if a design looked good or not— there was no need to.

It was Circe's turn to raise an eyebrow. “Yuuta?” It was as though Yuuta couldn't hear them, hear anything.

Circe snapped his fingers twice, that hint of concern plastered on his face barely even comparable to Ellis’, who seemed to take that wave of concern and multiplied it by tenfold.

Yuuta couldn't stop thinking. About the day it was, about how nobody will know about the significance of it; about the errands he'll have to deal with today to keep Ramshackle afloat, about…

The buzzing noise of Yuuta's phone gave him that opening to leave as soon as possible. Better for him to complete his everyday tasks than to deal with the concern his friends had over him.

Yuuta stood, towering over Ellis but not quite doing the same for Circe. “I have to go,” he said in such a way that implied that whatever conversation they were going to have, it wasn't going to happen anytime soon, if at all.

“Huh?” Circe scrunched their nose. “What are you- No, where are you-”

“Errands,” Yuuta dismissed far too quickly than necessary, already making a break for the door before Ellis could intercept.

At least, he would have. Not until a thought popped into his head. So much so that he stood with his body halfway out of the door, frozen in place.

Circe's face contorted from silent concern, to surprise, to just straight up befuddlement. Ellis wasn't doing much better, tucking her arms behind her back with a similar expression on her face.

“What's he doing…-?” Circe whispered to Ellis, his nose wrinkling.

“I’m…” Ellis took a slight step forward, “... Not too sure.” Hence, from there, she walked up to Yuuta, tapping his shoulder with a featherlight touch to bring him back to his senses.

She could only hope that he wouldn't be like this for the rest of the day. The mere thought just made her even more worried than she already was.

“Erm… Yuuta?” Ellis called out to him, shaking him gently; body halfway out of her room, with his head hanging low. “Yuuta, are- Are you okay? Do you need a break, or something? I'm sure if we asked Crowley, he could let you take a bre-”

“Ribbon.”

Ellis blinked. “... Pardon?”

Ellis watched Yuuta turn his head to look her directly in the eye, his expression devoid of emotion.

“I'm gonna have to ask for some ribbons. Black, purple, and blue.”

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Crowley had been kind in the number of errands Yuuta had to run for today. Try as he may to hate the pathetic birdbrain, he could — at the very least — feel thankful.

Though…. If he continues to go on and on about his ‘kindness’, I might just punch my way through this goddamn maze.

Yuuta had already been in a questionable mood ever since the incident with Ellis and Circe earlier in the day, it just seemed like his mood worsened when he had to perform the tasks bestowed upon him by his “enigmatic” headmaster.

“Something on your mind?” Juvia asked, noting the grumbling Yuuta's been doing for the past few minutes while they assisted in painting the roses in Heartslabyul.

Juvia, bless her heart, knew that Yuuta wasn't going to be able to do everything himself, and out of the kindness of her blot-covered heart, had convinced Yuuta to allow her to help him out; well aware of his stubborn nature and his utmost refusal to receive help most of the time.

“I'm fine,” like everyone else, Juvia played victim to the dismissiveness of Sumeragi Yuuta. May the Great Seven bless her with more patience than anyone in NRC could muster.

Yuuta picked up another bucket of paint, heading for the next bush of unpainted roses with a look so nonchalant it almost disturbed Juvia to see him in such a state.

“You're clearly thinking of something.” Juvia climbed up a ladder to reach the upper parts of the rose bush she was painting; which just so happened to be next to Yuuta's. He wondered if that'd been intentional on her part.

But that thought faded very quickly. “Well, whatever I'm thinking of, it isn't any of your business.”

“I feel like as your roommate—”

“I'm basically your landlord.”

“No you're not! Crowley's the landlord!”

“Yeah, and he's a shitty one, too.”

He let out a tsk, proceeding with the tedious task of painting the roses red without staining his uniform.

Juvia’s frown deepened. “You're clearly thinking of something, y'know.”

Yuuta's eyes rolled. “And why’re you assuming that, of all things?”

“Because,”— Juvia pursed her lips in hesitation —“you have that look.”

He blinked. “What look-?”

“Y'know! The look!” To try and prove — as well as emphasize — her point, Juvia mimicked the expression currently worn on Yuuta's face.

Yuuta merely deadpanned, unimpressed by her feeble efforts at trying to get his thoughts out of him. She's too much like her.

He shook that thought away faster than the last one. No. She isn't her, and it isn't good to try and pretend that she is.

Bad, Yuuta. Bad.

Ignoring whatever Juvia had to say next, Yuuta finished his last batch of painted roses before he could leave to fulfill the rest of his errands of the day— not without taking two deliberately unpainted white roses from the bush, of course.

That was when Noriko ‘You must not bring dishonor to Lady Victoria's name!’ Dolion intercepted him on his way out.

“Where do you think you're going?” Noriko challenged, crossing their arms in disapproval. “Housewarden Rosehearts won't exactly be pleased if he saw you with those… it violates the conduct of the Queen of Hearts.”

Yuuta chortled, brushing past Noriko and retorting back, “As if you didn't plan on doing the same thing for your favorite Fae in Pomefiore.”

And so, Yuuta left Heartslabyul with a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes; with Juvia falling from her ladder, caught into the arms of a blue-haired Spade, and Noriko red in the face in shame.

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“You didn't have to do this, you know.”

“Yeah, well, I insist,” despite all of the errands he had to deal with earlier in the day, Yuuta had graciously offered to help Miren with two of his latest concoctions.

Some pastries, mostly cupcakes; as well as a creation so spicy it could potentially challenge Miren’s spice tolerance if he wasn't careful.

What confused Miren was Yuuta's insistence on making cupcakes while he was making that spiced up monstrosity.

“Didn't take you as much of a cupcake person,” Miren narrowed his eyes. Skeptical, and almost intrigued. At least until Yuuta got some frosting on his cheek.

Yuuta clicked his tongue. “What made you think that?”

“You don't eat sweets that much, clearly.”

“Well you clearly haven't seen me during a Heartslabyul unbirthday party.”

“That's only because your schedule's so jam-packed, you barely have time to attend them anymore,” Miren groaned out a sigh.

“Seriously, I'm starting to think you're only running so many errands for a better paycheck.”

That's one of the reasons, an unsaid reply from Yuuta. At least for today.

“Come to think of it…” Miren hummed. “You've been…. Busier, today.”

Yuuta arched up an eyebrow. “Hah?”

“You know what I mean. It's like you're overexerting yourself on purpose,” it had, very clearly, occurred to Yuuta that Miren Lockhart wasn't going to back down from this topic; possibly more so than stubborn Ellis, sassy Circe, and worrisome Juvia.

Miren leaned against the kitchen counter. It was hard to take him seriously with that smudge of frosting on his cheek, Yuuta thought.

Wanting nothing more than to just leave, Yuuta did just that. Taking the two of the dozen cupcakes he'd made, one with purple icing and the other with light blue icing, he held them with one hand to focus his free hand on lifting Miren's chin.

Once he'd done so, Yuuta had teasingly licked the frosting off of Miren's cheek. Which… just happened to be the same time Carol came in, with Mayuu and Chizuko in tow.

Carol wasn't even the least bit surprised. “I'm not even going to ask,” she said with a disapproving huff of breath as Yuuta brushed past her, Mayuu, and Chizuko.

Chizuko squinted her eyes, thinking it relevant that the look on Yuuta's was most uncharacteristic for him, indeed, but not putting in the effort to say anything about it. Simply crossing her arms and shaking her head.

Mayuu went over to Miren, slightly disgusted at Yuuta's embarrassing display. “What's going on with him?”

Miren looked off at the kitchen's doorway, his hand covering his right cheek, his face reddened with blush.

Miren just sighed, letting go of his cheek and shrugging his shoulders. Whatever bothered Yuuta about today, it was clear he wouldn't tell any of them about it.

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Finally, it was night. Yuuta liked late night walks; he'd indulged in them every so often with Ellis, often encountering ‘Tsunotarou’ on their walk around campus.

But tonight was a special night. A night where he wasn't burdened by a constant demand to help those around him, where it was just him. Alone. No Tsunatarou, no Ellis, no anyone.

He sighed to himself, his eyes fixated on the glimmering lights in the dark midnight sky. Gods….

He cursed to himself, far below his breath. Why had it come to this? Why was his persistence in pretending today wasn't special getting him to such a sad, pathetic, point?

He didn't know the answer to that. Yuuta didn't know if he'd ever know the answer to that. And maybe he'll know one day, and maybe he won't.

Clearly, it wouldn't be tonight.

“Maybe in some alternate timeline where I'm not… me,” Yuuta murmured, taking out a ring of keys from his pocket.

He unlocked the doors to the botanical gardens, making sure to not make the doors creak too much; Crowley had been surprisingly easy to bribe to get the keys, the old coot was even ‘generous’ enough to give Yuuta full ownership of the keys.

He made sure not to wake any of the others when he snuck out. And any opportunities to run into Malleus were quickly evaded with, in his words, “some impressive maneuvering skills”.

But that wasn't as important as what he was to do next. Other than the keys to botanical garden, Yuuta had brought a small bag containing… stuff.

He'd gone to the most secluded part of the garden, one where the glass walls couldn't see him, and a spot not even Leona knew about. A spot personal only to Yuuta.

He sat down, setting everything up with a forlorn, almost sorrowful smile on his face.

Two cupcakes with purple and blue icing respectively, with candles of the opposite color stuck on the top; two unpainted white roses with purple, blue, and black ribbons crudely tying them together.

And finally, a black rabbit stuffed animal with a blue ribbon bowtie, and bracelet.

The stuffed animal, in particular, had the added consequence of getting Yuuta relentlessly teased by his friends when they found it in his room. He never elaborated on why he got it, or where he got it, because it simply wasn't their business.

They didn't need to know any more about him than they already did.

Besides, Yuuta sucked in a breath, his throat tightening. it was her favorite animal…

Lighting the two candles of the two cupcakes together, Yuuta held in a breath, singing a soft, melancholic version of the birthday song. He sang it in such a short, hiccupped manner, that he knew — he just knew — he was on the brink of tears.

And he didn't fight them. He never fought those tears. Not when they were for her. His only true friend, his truest, kindest, friend.

A friend — a girl he saw as a sister — he'll forever miss.

“Happy birthday,” he breathed out, tears barely wiped, “to… me.”

Yuuta looked up at the glass ceiling, crying his little, broken heart out. Things couldn't be changed. He couldn't change the past for what it was, and he knew he couldn't change the way he treated her.

He wondered where she was, often. He cried himself to sleep, sometimes, at the idea she could be hurt. She didn't deserve that, she never deserved that.

Yuuta sniffled, closing his eyes after making his birthday wish. A wish he'd been making ever since her departure from his life, all those years ago.

I want to see you again, Rei-Rei. And just like all the times I've said it before, I'm sorry.

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【 Taglist / Credits 】

↳ In order of OC appearances/mentions

Ellis Clawthorne — @starry-night-rose 💖

Circe Erfinderin — @geminiiviolets 👾

Juvia Yuyi Espejo — @jasdiary 🧡

Noriko Dolion — @terrovaniadorm / @hallowed-delights ‼️

Victoria Shard — Me! 😈

Miren Lockhart — @authoruio 💙

Carol Ann — @fumikomiyasaki 💚

Chizuko Minato — @sakuramidnight15 ⛓️

Mayuu — @nem0-nee ⏰

“Rei-Rei” (UNRELEASED) — @jasdiary

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[cyath]

It’s happening

[worldussysblog]

People you know || Kalim Al Asim

This is a two part story!!

Warnings: Book 4 spoiler, slight mention of Azul x Jamil , some grammatical errors, angst.

Clarification: The relationship between Kalim and Jamil are Platonic.

Summary: In which Kalim needs to accept the truth , the truth that his friendship with Jamil is one- sided or is it?

It's about time for Kalim to face the truth that Jamil never really considered him as a friend and that Jamil only cared/look out for him because it's his duty as a servant to the Al Asim Family.

We all know that Kalim is quite naive scratch that  VERY NAIVE , that's why he's easily manipulated heck he doesn't even realize that his so called "Best friend" is stabbing  him in the back  and planning to overthrow him once the time has come.

Kalim finally decided that it's time to accept the harsh truth and that Jamil needs to be free.

He's fine by himself, he can handle it all without Jamil's help right? Right.

After a long talk with his parents they finally decided to give in and set the Viper Family free from being a servent to the Al Asim Family. 

Fast Forward to the Present 

Kalim is at the kitchen preparing breakfast (well trying but oh well-)  for is dorm students while doing so he may or may not have accidentally set the kitchen on fire- 

"Jamil Help! The kitchen is on fire! Where are you?! I need help!!" No answer

"Jamil? I need he- oh wait that's right he's no longer my servant and friend" Kalim said with a very downhearted tone 

After the incident in the kitchen , Kalim was walking back to his class when he heard a very familiar voice , there he saw his ex- friend and servant talking and walking with  someone  that isn't him , he saw how happy Jamil looked and the way his eyes held a shinning shimmering (HA! see what I did there?ಡ⁠ ͜⁠ ⁠ʖ⁠ ⁠ಡ) light in them. 

He saw the way he laughed to whatever Azul had said to him. This is the first time he had seen Jamil let out a genuine smile and laughter and it's because of Azul of all people.

(It's not fair)

(It hurts..)

(But... Why?) 

(Does it hurt because he saw his former friend hanging out with someone else now?) 

(Or is it something else?)

He's supposed to be happy that Jamil finally had the freedom he always longed for but....why? Why does his chest hurts so much everytime he sees Jamil with someone that isn't him? What even hurts the most is that he had tried so many times to get Jamil smile and laugh ever since they were little kids and yet these people who had known him for such a short time managed to do the thing he's been trying to do for years.

"I know I'm supposed to be happy for you but I just can't help but feel envious to those people who manage to make you smile and laugh without even trying. It seems selfish but I just don't want to let go of that small hope. The hope that maybe there's still a chance for us to be friends once again without having to think about our differences in social status , just us being ourselves without thinking of the judgement of others"  Kalim said before he quickly fled from the scene in front him. 

Unbeknownst to Kalim , Jamil had saw him from the corner of his eyes and had heard everything the former had said. 

TO BE CONTINUE...

[vivalaluciforever]

How Does a Thing Like that Get Started? Riddle Rosehearts x Reader

One might ask, how does a thing like that get started? How does this grow and grow into the all-consuming mess that it is? The answer is depressingly simple in the end. For love knows no bounds, no limitations, or any drawbacks. Love is consuming like a fire. It absorbs everything in its heat, and in the end, it either rages on like a forest fire with an endless supply of fuel or it turns to ash and crumbles like the dreams someone once held dear. What many people don't realize is for every lover there's a heartbroken dreamer, a hopeless dreamer, and a melancholy dreamer; in which, they remain silent and out of sight, unloved or simply unwanted. 

        To many of the diverse students, it was obvious that the Prefect was one of these dreamers. Beautiful, intelligent, and funny - many people desired to be with her. Princes, stars, the most stubborn, and the highest fallen trailed behind her so that they may simply be by her. The world seemed to surround her with a haunting aura of surrealness, one craved to be held by all; however, there was one exception to this everyday normalcy surrounding the Prefect. 

        The Housewarden of Heartslabyul detested the girl, despite her best efforts to be close to him. The intelligence he often admired in others made him feel like prey cornered with nowhere to run. Her beauty, so natural and healthy, made him detest the behaviors of those surrounding her, and in turn, he grew to hate her more and more with every passing day. Sadly, this time her natural humor won't be enough to sway the housewarden. Riddle hated her laugh, the way her eyes crinkled, and the way she had no mannerisms to her behavior. The Housewarden of Heartslabyul was nothing if not a strict believer in rules, and that does not disclude the rules of proper etiquette. 

        While many would either be thrilled or thoroughly upset to be followed by so many men, the Prefect was indifferent to the behavior of her many companions. Men had always fallen around her for as long as she could remember, but despite this, she was adored for her neverending kindness. Even after so many years, she never let the behavior of the people around her affect her kindness and generosity. Despite all those years, she had never encountered someone who she truly loved in return; however, when her eyes met those of Riddle Roseheart's her own heart skipped a beat. His fierce yet delicate beauty was like a magnet to her. The way he composes himself with such intellect and dignity made her swoon and dream over him day and night. His unique humor and mannerisms only entwined her deeper and deeper into the sense of longing she felt in her chest. As many of the students had guessed, the Prefect was indeed a dreamer, a hopeless dreamer wading through the neverending current of this harsh and straining school hoping and praying that the boat will turn around and save her. Hoping that Riddle will turn around and save her heart that is sinking slowly deeper into hopeless love and despair every day. 

        That day never came. Tea parties came and went. The season colors bled and melted into different seasons until finally, it was Christmas break. While eventful, the Prefect longed for Riddle to return, only if it meant she could say hi. While eventful, the break was quickly over and students began to trickle back to the campus one by one, till eventually, they were all back safe and sound. The Prefect, in anticipation, had made a huge tart for the Heartslabyul boys upon their return, and the tart may or may not have been strawberry flavored. She'd never worked so hard on any other sweet before in her life. 

        After telling Grim her plans, she slowly and carefully made her way to the now bustling Heartslabyul. Friends reuniting and preparing for the near semester were scattered all throughout the garden. Their jackets zipped up and mittens pulled over their cold hands. Walking into the dorm that had been so quiet until recently, the Prefect let out a small sigh of contentment and a smile slipped onto her face. Navigating through the huge spiraling building, she eventually comes to the entry to the kitchen where she could hear five distinct voices. 

        "I can't wait to tell Prefect about my break! It was crazy!" exclaims Ace, the thrill of being home for a period of time evident in his voice. 

        A chuckle broke out and the voice suddenly added to the conversation, "Well, I brought the Prefect a present. I hope she'll like it. I tried really hard to pick the perfect gift. My mom even helped me!" exclaimed Deuce excitedly and a little nervously. 

        The sound of the oven door closing could be heard, "Well," began Trey, his brotherly voice warm and comforting, "I'm sure she'll love whatever you got for her Deuce knowing how much work you put into the selection."

        "Ditto!" exclaimed Cater's animated voice, cutting through the homey atmosphere yet seemingly belonging perfectly. 

        A very dainty cough suddenly sounds through the room, the Housewarden demanding the floor, "I don't understand what you all see in her. Past her beauty what is there? Her intellect feels cunning, ready to pounce and swipe at any moment. Her beauty makes men fall at her feet like they have no will, making everything a disaster wherever she goes. Not to mention, she really isn't that funny. I don't see what any of you see in her. In fact, I quite loathe her and her very existence."

        Ah yes, love is such a beautiful thing and such a wicked curse. It makes you blind to all their faults and even makes you put them before your own mental and emotional well-being. How does a thing like that get started? A dreamer falls in love with a lighter. The one who starts the fire and either keeps it going or turns it into a destructive and brutal force. 

        Does the Prefect remember dropping the tart? No. Does she remember the silence that fell throughout the kitchen when the glass shattered and slid under the kitchen door, red covering the edges? No. Does she remember the glass cutting her hand and mixing with the tart as she sprinted down the twisting and turning hallways in the huge dormitory? No. Neither does she remember the shouts of her friends as they chased her through the halls. The garden is only but a blur in her memory, unimportant when compared to her emotions. Her skirt flies behind her as her hair falls out of its updo, trailing wisps of silky hair behind her. Nor does she remember running into the forest to escape her friends. No, all the Prefect can remember from the horrendous and earth-shattering catastrophe was the feeling that her heart was going to beat out of her chest and the feeling of tears as they blurred her vision and streaked her simple mascara down her cheeks and onto her dress. 

       She never saw Riddle's face, frozen in shock and horror. She never saw her friends' abject terror at being unable to find the poor girl in the forest. She will never know that everyone began to search for her, through the dark, the cold, and the wetness, they braved their way for her. No, all she remembers is that horrible feeling of the world collapsing in on her, and in her confusion, she failed to see the small yet steep drop-off in front of her. Falling head first, she falls and dreams of never having met Riddle Rosehearts as her head hits the hard stone and blackness consumes her limp body. 

Shall I do part 2? WRITER'S BLOCK GOT DESTROYED DUE TO AN AWESOME PLAYLIST!!!!!!!! Thanks! -The Author

[z18m9]

"What if I don't love you?"

"What if I can't love you?"

"What if I won't love you?"

"I know I shouldn't love you—"

"—yet I do, I really do."

"So let me love you, now and forever."

These are the respective 6 titles of each different chapter! The work is posted on AO3 titled as above, it's fairly angsty :) please give it a read if you're interested!

Ship: Rook Hunt/Vil Schoenheit

Warnings: Major Character Death

TW: vomiting blot (and some blood), also depressing thoughts, denial

(this is my first tumblr post so I'm not sure how posting works but !!! please give the fic a read! A sneak preview (i.e. chapter 1) is below :D)

(just saying i also do accept prompts/requests if you don't mind my writing style! I'm most used to rookvil but I have also tried malleidia before, any other ships might take me a while but I can always give it a try ;D)

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“Roi du Poison?”

Heels clack through the empty hallway.

“Vil—!”

Heels clack even faster.

“Mon amour!”

It's a desperate scream — and just what is holding them upright? — as Rook throws himself against the taller boy, pitches himself against the boy so much thinner than he is, wearing thirteen centimetre heels that could have snapped at any moment.

“Vil, s'il vous plaît—” Rook's arms tighten around his waist, muscled arms once comforting. “Don't.”

It hurts — or does it? — as he reaches with numb hands and slowly wriggles painted nails between gaps of gloved hands to pry them apart.

“But what if I don't love you?” Vil whispers. “But what if I don't love you, Rook?”

The hunter shakes his head, and it must be painful, when those abruptly cut tresses whip in his face, whip onto cheeks once freckled and sunburnt, changed only by — and for — the very boy before him.

“You would be lying.” Rook says, with so much strength, and so much belief. Determined, and stubborn.

Thankfully, he won't be there to see it when it's all gone, and gone for good.

“I would.” He reaches for the hunter's hands, and kisses them. And then he reaches for the hunter's forehead, for the hunter's cheeks, and kisses those too.

He moves lower, and their lips are hardly apart, hardly distanced, as he curls his fingers around Rook's jaws, as he brushes their noses together, as their lips touch, almost a kiss.

Then he closes his eyes, if only to never see the last moments of light in green eyes so bright.

“I would be lying.” He murmurs, and presses his lips forward so softly, ever so lightly, and hopes he will remember what it feels like, what it is like to love and what it is like to have loved.

And then his eyes open.

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[sailormoonfan32]

You can't leave me like this! (Dying!Fem!Reader x Riddle Rosehearts)

Type: Angst

Mentions of: Death

You'd had been coughing up blood for hours onto the tile bathroom floors of Heartslaybul. It wouldn't be long before your gone...But...

You'd turned around to see your lover...Riddle Rosehearts...You'd had felt him grabbing your shoulders before he spoke to you in a solemn voice. "Y/N! I can't lose you..! How would I carry on without you my dear Rose..!"

Riddle had screamed out towards you. He's too afriad to lose you this early..He doesn't want you to die on him!

You'd had turned towards Riddle giving him a forced smile...your still coughing out blood..The blood trickling down the side of your mouth...

Your final moments are coming upon you...You wouldn't last much longer....

"I'll love you...very much...even in the after life...My dear King of Hearts...My beloved Riddle..."

As you took your final breath...You'd had collasped to the ground...your entire body lifeless...

Your blood on the tile floors...Like crismon stained roses..Riddle had rushed over towards you holding your lifeless body in his arms.

"Y-Y/N..! I can't live without you! Please...my beloved Rose...Come back to me...!"

Riddle isn't taking this all too well..He's sobbing like a child..His hand's grasping around your dead body

Your blood on the Heartslaybul Tiled floors..Pooling and sloshing around...

He had just lost the love of his life..His dear precious beloved Rose...Y/N..The one who won his heart..

Was now dead...

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This all my original work so please do not steal it! Reposts and likes are allowed!

[eel-slime-supremacy]

Would people read a slow burn, angsty, hurt/comfort(maybe), Floyd X OC fanfic?? Asking for a friend

[nemuitsuu]

INTRODUCTIONS N' MORE.

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[jazjelspen]

leaving on wild charted waters [pt.4]

(what if our mc got tired of Night Raven College and all it's inhabitants?)

(what if our beloved mc has...(voluntarily) been helping with decorating for the ball that will be happening in the next few days!?)

(just a “filler” chapter but it's just pure fluff and our mc having a great time with their new RSA friends + fleshing out some RSA students that I may use in future chapters/will get back to angst but as many of you know: our mc needs to be happy!

p.s Neige is actually a nice person in this series, he just doesn’t mean to come off as fake. I just wanted to write a nice version of the character for this!)

(fluff/splash of angst but it's very short)

the ball: part 1

you couldn't be more relaxed. you are currently chilling with your new friends and Rielle on the same shore you stepped your shoes in on your first day here. you all decided that after a long day of studies, activities, and fun ballroom decorating that it'd be a great idea to just relax beside the waters with everyone having each of their favorite snacks and drinks.

you and your friends were quiet since all you could all do was take in the refreshing sea air and the feeling of the breeze kissing your faces, the sound of the water sloshing and splashing also added to the calm ambience of the scene, and of course it wouldn't be complete without the screech of a seagull or the cute chirps of birds. I just can't forget to mention the same beautiful sunset that came upon your first day here also appearing in this exact moment, it really did always take your breath away. 'god, nothing could beat this view' you thought.

you noted how this time when you volunteered to help out with ballroom decorating, that no one actually ever left you on your own or ditched you. everyone did their part, some mishaps here and there, but it wasn't anything none of you could fix. you actually felt as if the work was much less with everyone actively doing their job and not slacking off or disappearing when they have the chance... these guys actually sticked by you and didn't let you down in the slightest. it was as if a splash of the freshest water just hit your face and took off a lot of stains that you had from NRC.

you all reveled in the moment until someone finally spoke up, "today was no joke." your friend, Alex Underlan, spoke in an exasperating tone as he laid with his arms and legs spread as if he's about to make a snow angel in the sand. "it felt as if this day would never end."

the next to speak was Neige Leblanc "we did take awhile to set up the decorations for the ball. thankfully we managed to finish just in time before the setting sun left!" he spoke with a smile as he looked up to see his little blue bird friends sitting comfortably on his hat. "we have to admit we did do a pretty good job on the decorating."

Chenya, an acquaintance from NRC and now very good friends with in RSA, stretched his limbs out in the sand with a loud yawn "beats me, I'm just glad that the hard part is over and we can now nap like kittens!~..."

"I agree with Neige though, we did do a pretty great job with decorating! along with the help of our fellow animal friends too it made the whole thing a bit more hectic yet fun." Rielle chirped in "I do have to admit-- Raps and _____ did an amazing job painting the ceiling and walls for the occasion! it's like those really detailed murals from waaay back then!"

Raps then replied with a bit of a sheepish smile "aww thanks Red, but obviously I wouldn't have been able to get it done in time with my favorite assistant _____ here!--" Raps shook your shoulder gently with the entire group chuckling with each other.

"hey! I'm your only assistant!" you replied with a light giggle "Raps I seriously have no idea how you're not afraid of falling from such a height-- you have immense trust in your hair." you paused " but then again i was hanging onto your hair while painting-- so I actually can tell why you have immense trust in your hair." you all just fell into a fit of laughter together in harmony at the hilarious memory of you freaking out a bit while clinging onto your friend's hair over how high you were to then feeling confident and relaxed while painting the ballroom walls and ceiling with Raps.

after you all calmed down the excitement for the ball started rising in your chest once again "honestly... i'm so excited for the ball. mostly because it's the one ball where I most likely won't have to deal with any people that have underlying personal issues that I have to deal with." you let out an almost happy sigh.

Chenya snickered, knowing well what that referenced to "nahh, no overblots here. don't remember there ever being one since I first came to this rabbit hole." he then closed his eyes as to take a light cat nap.

"me either!" chirped in Neige "but no need to fret or fear, in case an issue does come up we won't ask you to have to take care of it for us. with what you've told us you have seemed to have gone through so much already--" he spoke this next part more lowly " I should've... noticed it back when the VDC event was happening..." Neige sulked a bit but then gave you a small smile "I'm just glad you still came all this way to give RSA a chance _____!.."

"thanks Neige, that's actually... very kind of you to say." you smiled back as one of Neige's little blue birds landed on one of your knees and chirped a small song for you.. how cute and charming. "actually back then at the VDC event I honestly thought you were probably hiding under some super cute and friendly facade but turns out that it's really just you being naturally kind and well... friendly!" almost everyone either choked on their drinks or giggled, basically all collectively agreeing that everyone else thought that too in the beginning of meeting Neige at some point.

Neige paused a bit and looked at you with wide eyes and a genuinely confused smile, processing what you just said as he let out a very confused "huh?--"

"Raps Belleflowe!"

a loud interrupting and snarly voice boomed from behind the group of six, so loud it caused the little birds that rested on you and Neige to fly away! you all simultaneously turned to look at the tall and dark figure with voluminous black curls awaiting for one of you.

Raps sighed in immense disappointment as he packed up any snacks he had out back in his satchel, now looking all gloomy. "well- I'll see you guys tomorrow!.."

Chenya then turned to look his long haired friend with an almost disappointed look too "leaving so soon blondie? not staying over to grab some full grub with us?"

Raps shook his head "ahh...not today guys! maybe next time--" he was about to walk out before he quickly faced the group who all groaned in disappointment together " hey how about to make up for it I treat you all to lunch at school!" everyone still seemed disappointed yet each still gave Raps a thumbs up at his idea.

you all watched him scurry to his father who seemed to be less than pleased, almost scolding him before they both walked seemingly back to the dorms.

"I don't like Raps's dad... always gave me the heebie jeebies, keeps Raps from us outside of school-related stuff, and always gives me low scores on my biochem tests!..." Alex grumbled as he looked up at the sky.

"he is an intimidating individual.. but he seems to be very attentive to Raps and always seems to help him with all the countless hobbies he has!.." Neige tried to seem a bit positive, but he does agree with Alex on the first two things.

"a bit too attentive, I know a helicopter dad when I see one." Rielle huffed before he yawned. "well let's get a meal before we all head our separate ways and sleep like sleeping beauty."

Chenya and Alex both seemed to agree very much with this idea with how quickly they both to stood up in a weirdly comedic way.

you chuckled at this "guess we don't have to tell you two twice."

Alex laughed at your comment "you really don't!"

while the other three got up Neige gently tapped on your shoulder before you got up as well. "hey _____! if you don't mind-- could we take a photo together for my Magicam? I've posted photos with everyone except you, and I wouldn't want to leave you out!" he gave you these puppy dog eyes as he asked, you couldn't help but chuckle at this and nod.

"of course Neige, I'd love to be in your Magicam." you spoke before a bright smile grew on his face and you both set up a pose together in front of his phone's camera.

"1...2..!" and right when he was about to say three he clicked on the camera button and now he has a memory of you two! he looked over the photo "look at us! we look great!"

you nodded in agreement, genuienly impressed with how good you two looked "huh!.. we really do don't we!"

you both giggled together before a loud and sharp 'ahem!' interrupted you both. both pairs of eyes looked up to see all three of your standing friends waiting for you.

Chenya groaned "let's get going slow pokes! Im starting to mistake Alex's stomach growls to that of a lion's roar." the cat tittered before Alex gasped and punched him on the arm, not hard enough to actually hurt him.

"no they do not! fleabag.." Alex sneered.

"awwe! that hurt, blondie #2..." whined the cat.

the rest of you three lightly laughed at the scene before you as Neige and yourself got up together. once the two wrapped up their play fight you all as a group started walking to the nearest shop for a quick meal.

guess you didn't realize that with Neige posting the picture of you two later on in the day that it'd rise hell onto the campus of Night Raven College-- unbeknownst to all of you.

(really short compared to other parts but next chapter will be when the actual ball will happen and all the silly funzies stuff too. as mentioned once again this chapter and the next are basically just fluff and "filler" and to flesh out most of mc's new friends +adding sprinkles and splashes of angst here and there to at least keep it interesting!)

[adrianasunderworld]

@mangacupcake @marrondrawsalot @writing-heiress

Take some angst on this fine day

[captainjacklyn]

- "I want to go home- !"

They defeated Malleus...but at what cost ?

A/N : Sebek, Yuu, Silver, Ortho and Lilia managed to save Malleus from his overblot but this caused consecutive damage to, not only the school, but several students were injured. Ramshackle dorm and the Diasomnia dorm were no more..as well as the gateway to home for Yuu, what more could they all lose ?

Warning/s : heavy angst, no comfort, death, blood, lethal injuries, Yuu does not have any appearance since they are simply you, they/them pronouns for the prefect, some characters are probably OOC (Mostly based off of Neteyam's death from avatar)

Silence..and the crackling sound of fire, eating away the ruins of what remained of the Diasomnia dorms. Everything was in shambles..students were unconscious, many of them appeared to be hurt, and luckily..the teachers were able to awake first and quickly come to aid the young scholars.

For once, Crowley was doing something. He helped carry the students to safety and Crewel used most of his magic to try and heal their wounds. Malleus had put his mind to rest and so he laid down on the ground, unmoving. He was alive, but many people weren't going to be pleased when he'll wake up. Yuu looked down at his figure, a disapproving frown on their face, their body and face was scratched. The uniform lent to them was completely unusable with how dirty and marred it became. Unbothered, they turned their attention to the teachers instead. Yuu approached them and knelt down next to the sleeping raccoon.

"Will Grim be alright ?"

Grim, despite being shielded by his henchman at the last moment, had still received some pretty bad blows. Crewel was using his magic to try and stabilize his body, "He should be fine but..You will have to bring him to an actual medical specialist later on." his voice was firm and concentrated, healing magic wasn't something as easy as lifting a box. It required a lot of practice and strength which was why he immediately separated himself from Grim once he was done to take care of the other undergraduates.

Yuu crouched down next to their companion and gently patted his head. "You did well Grim...You are already an amazing magician.."

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"cough ! cough !" the sound of coughing interrupted the eery silence a little far off. Sebek was slowly getting himself off the ground, memories of the events came rushing back in once he opened his eyes. However, a sharp pain on his head made him wince and he pressed a hand on the injury. A small trickle of blood went down his face and Sebek tried to make the pain die down by gritting his teeth. His uniform, similarly to Yuu's, was torn wherever he received attacks from his dorm leader. The idea alone had him furrowing his eyebrows in self resentment, he went against the one fae he swore his loyalty to...but he had no choice..if he wanted to bring the old Malleus back..he had to fight.

Sebek grunted as he pushed himself up, his hand still pressed against the cut on his forehead. He began to move across the mountains of debris laying across the area. Sebek looked around for a sign of life, he then heard someone's voice and rushed straight to the source. Only to find the old fae trying to get up despite the heavy gash on his stomach. Blood. it wasn't out of the ordinary for the veteran, he handled things like this before. But..If only his body wasn't as weak as it was now.

"Master Lilia !" Sebek called out to him and Lilia turned his head around as he got on his feet. "Sebek ! Thank goodness you're safe- where are the others ?! Where is Silver and Malleus ?!" he took a hold of his shoulders as he desperately tried to receive confirmation of everyone's else's current status. He was worried, not for himself but for his son and the Prince of briar valley. Although he wished to take care of his master first, Sebek quickly understood that he needed to find the others. Lilia was an adult and capable of handling himself on his own. The green haired male returned the gesture by placing a hand on his shoulder. "I will search for them, please get to safety."

Sebek gave him a reassuring nod before pulling away and leaving Lilia to find his friends. The first year looked everywhere, calling out to his comrades and pushing away rubble to hopefully find a trace of Silver and his Lord. On the way, he stopped to help out a couple of injured students by bringing them to the teachers when Vargas found them. "Place them here my boy, you did great." he lowered the students on the floor like his teacher asked and instantaneously turned around when he heard Yuu call out to him. "Sebek !" they rushed towards him as he got up to face them, "Human ! Where is Silver ? Have you seen wakasama ?!" at the mention of his name, Yuu's face dropped and they shot a glance at Malleus who was laying on the ground "Draconia is fine, he's breathing and he's barely hurt..I don't know where silver is though...We'll go find him together, so let's split up to cover more ground !"

Sebek was cut off guard by the sudden change in tone but he didn't pry any further, "Agreed, please give me a signal if you see him." he answered, "I will." They gave him one last look before running off to find the others. He ran off as well, not hearing Trein yelling at him to come back as he bolted across the ruins.

it wasn't long before Sebek spotted two figures standing, people from the Scarabia dorm. Precisely the vice dorm leader and the house warden. They were both trying the push a boulder away, Kalim's left arm looked badly broken and Jamil was trying to lift the heavy rock off of something. Silver ! the white haired boy was the first one to notice the diasomnia student racing towards them. "SEBEK ! OVER HERE !" he didn't need to be told twice as he rapidly advanced next to the pair. Silver was still alive and conscious as he weakly opened his eyes, "Sebek..?" Jamil increased his efforts to their limit as he tried to lift the block, "Don't worry Silver ! We're getting you out of here !" Kalim exclaimed trying to reassure his classmate, he pressed his body against the pillar in a desperate attempt the save him. Sebek jumped in to help as they all pushed against the giant block, Silver used the little strength that was left to lift it until they finally managed to get it off.

"Silver ! Silver are you alright ?!" Kalim turned him over on his back, Silver hissed in pain and grit his teeth, grasping a huge wound which was bleeding excessively. Kalim and Jamil's expression morphed into horror as they saw the state he was in, he needed medical attention now !

Sebek quickly used the rest of his strength to carry him, placing his arm over his shoulders and hoisting him up. Kalim snapped out from the shock and lent a hand to support his weight, Silver coughed out blood as he groaned, trying to speak. "Ah shit..it hurts.." Jamil also tried to aid the others as much as he could by placing a hand on his back, "Don't worry Silver we got you- ! Just hang on !" They all started to walk as fast as they could, it wasn't long before Silver began to hyperventilate and cough out more blood.

Lilia appeared a little far off, he was most likely in search of his son as he looked around and spotted the four of them. "Master Lilia ! Silver-" Sebek cried out as his friend wheezed and coughed, there was blood everywhere. Lilia ran up to them, jumping over piles of bricks, "Oh no..!" he was panicking as he realized the state his son was in. "Lilia please save him !" Kalim begged the moment he felt Silver go limp against him, Lilia immediately jumped into action as he regained his composure. "Watch his head ! Lay him down on the ground- We can still try to close his injuries !"

they all did as he said, gently placing him on the floor and crouching down next to him, Silver tried to stay awake as much as he could but he was getting really tired. "Stay awake Silver, we got you !" Sebek tried to comfort him despite being in a panic himself. Lilia looked at his cuts to try and close them but when he turned him on the side he saw an exit wound, all the colors on his face faded away when he knew there was nothing that could be done unless Malleus were to regain his senses and heal him.

"Put pressure ! Put pressure on it !" in a desperate attempt to stop the bleeding, he ordered everyone else to try cover it by pushing against the open tear on his chest. Silver was panting, every cell in his body was screaming agony, he wanted to go to sleep, he wanted to rest but he did his best to stay awake as he looked at Lilia. "Dad-!" Lilia looked back at him, trying to smile to put him at ease, his eyes filled with tears "It's okay, Silver, I'm right here ! I'm right here..."

The boy tried to return the smile but he only coughed out more blood, while it happened, Yuu arrived at the scene. Their relieved smile disappearing once they saw Silver, Yuu ran towards him. "No no no no-!" They dropped down on his side and grabbed his hand against their chest, Yuu couldn't speak, they were speechless and unsure of what to do, their mouth opened and closed again trying to make out words. Anxiety taking over their features, Their grip around his hand tightened when they felt him do the same.

Lilia cupped his son's face, he was still trying to ease Silver and fighting back tears..this couldn't be happening- Not now- Not like this. Jamil looked just as lost as Yuu, he didn't know what to do, Kalim was his first priority as his servant but he couldn't just walk away when a student was dying in front of him. "I'll go find the teachers !" trying to keep calm, he left to find the tutors. Kalim couldn't hold back his sobs, he tried to keep them silent but he was so scared for his comrade.

It wasn't long before Silver himself started to cry, "I want to go home- !" every breath was hurting, the blood trickled down the side of his mouth. "H-Hang on, we're going..We're going home." Lilia's voice cracked halfway through, he was losing the child he raised for years, he was supposed to die before Silver- not the other way around.."It's okay, it's okay.." he was saying this to him but another part of him was trying to comfort himself from the idea of losing his kid. They could only watch as Silver opened his mouth again.

"Dad I-..." Silver tried to speak but stopped, the life in his eyes faded as he exhaled his final breath..

"..Silver..?" Yuu raised their head to face him the moment they felt his hand go limp. Sebek shook his head, this can't be happening.."No- no no no...SILVER ! WAKE UP ! SILVER !" Lilia screamed out, shaking him as he hugged Silver's head against his in sorrow, "DON'T TAKE MY SON ! NOT NOW ! DON'T TAKE HIM AWAY FROM ME PLEASE !"

He continued to sob, screaming for Silver to wake up while holding him against his body. Kalim clasped a hand over his mouth as he looked away, he couldn't face it, he just couldn't.

Yuu didn't want to believe it, they tried pushing his shoulder to get him to wake up, anything but this ! They shrieked in anguish, Yuu folded over themselves as they held his hand against their heart. It took all of Kalim's courage to embrace them, he tried to stay strong, hugging them from the back. "..It's okay...shhh..it's okay.." he whispered to the prefect to calm them down but it was no use as he was unable to hold back his own tears, "NOOOOOOO ! THEY CAN'T DO THIS TO HIM ! THEY CAN'T !" ..At this point they were despairing, Grim was hurt, their only passage home was gone, and now their friend died in front of them, they couldn't take anymore of it.

Sebek looked down at his bloodied hands, he was trembling, hearing Lilia and Yuu cry out made him lose his composure as he sobbed his heart out. He lost his brother in arm, he lost him forever..Silver wasn't going to wake up this time.

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Malleus groggily opened his eyes, he sat up as a terrible head ache got to his head. "what happened..." "MALLEUS DRACONIA !" a loud voice pierced his ears, he looked up at the headmaster who previously yelled at him. "YOU HAVE A LOT OF EXPLAINING TO DO YOUNG MAN ! THE DIASOMNIA DORMS ARE DESTROYED, THE ENTIRE ISLAND IS ASLEEP AND YOU INJURED MILLIONS OF STUDENTS ! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA ABOUT WHAT YOU'VE DONE !?" Crowley yelled out, scolding him for the chaos he spread around the island. Malleus' thoughts were too clouded for him to notice the intensive glares being shot at him from the other students, Leona was especially pissed.

He closed his eyes trying to recall the events before he fell unconscious, only then was he interrupted by Jamil, "HEADMASTER !" the brown haired male ran towards the adults, shouting, "PLEASE HELP ! SILVER IS HEAVILY INJURED ALONG WITH KALIM AND LILIA !" Crowley's eyes widened as he looked back at Malleus, "I'll speak with you later." but Jamil moved in front of him as he retorted, "No- we need him as well ! The wounds are really bad- we need to get there or else he'll die !" at the mention of death, Malleus instantly cleared his mind, "Where is he ?! Where is Yuu and the Others ?!" Jamil grimaced before putting his priorities in check, "come with me now !"

They ran after Jamil and a little later on, they arrived at the area. Jamil became confused as he approached the group, Yuu was still crying, Lilia was holding onto Silver but his eyes were red and his face looked numb from all the pain in his gash. Sebek was on his knees, his hands still covered in dry blood, he simply stood there as Crowley and Malleus arrived. It was only when Kalim ran to his friend in tears that he understood what had happened, he was too late.

"Yuu !" Malleus rapidly knelt down next to them as they wailed out loudly, still holding on to Silver's hand. His eyes followed his arm as he made eye contact with Lilia who only looked at him, his gaze was numb. Lamenting his son, he held him closer to his chest, breaking eye contact with Malleus to close his eyes and press his chin on Silver's head. The dragon fae's expression contorted into desolation once he realized what he had done, tears began to pool in his eyes.

"...get away.." Malleus looked at Yuu, "W-wha-" he was confused wether he heard them correctly, "I SAID GET AWAY !" they lashed out, slapping his hand of their back as they stood up. "GET AWAY FROM HERE !" Yuu pushed against Malleus and Sebek instinctively grabbed a hold of them, "NEVER COME BACK !" their eyes only expressing hatred as they turned around and dropped down on their knees with a broken sob. Sebek glanced at Malleus before frowning and turning his back to him.

Malleus was paralyzed from shock, so many questions swirled endlessly in his head, his ears went slightly down and, despite the fact that he was still recovering from his overblot. His emotions summoned snow to come down from the sky, Lilia didn't look up, he continued to hold Silver in his arms. Yuu wept as they pressed Silver's arm against them, tears continuing to fall down from their eyes..

Haha, cry.

[mangacupcake]

@adrianasunderworld & @marrondrawsalot well this hurt 🙃

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