#yuu takes none of crowley’s shit

[yuri-is-online]

Soap Operatic Symphony (A Fyuuture Kid AU ft. Scarabia, Pomefiore, Ignihyde, and Diasomnia)

While camping in the mountains during Camp Vargas, you encounter a monster exactly like the one you fought off with Ace and Deuce at the beginning of the year. While trying to fight it off again, a strange portal opens up in the mine and a person jumps out of it to your rescue. He says he doesn't remember much, but it's clear when you bring him to Crowley that this boy is also from your world, despite being a mage, and until the headmage can think of a better solution, he assigns "Yutu" to your dorm.

Something a certain someone has an opinion about.

notes: yeah I have nothing to say for myself, I have other stuff I am supposed to be writing but this wrote itself ok? ok. Anyway this is a future kid au where your son has come back in time to try and prevent the end of the world but mostly to make sure you don't die. You can see this ask for a detailed explanation of what's up with Yuu and my masterlist for other fic. Oh and the other dorms can be found here.

Scarabia

In general, Jamil is going to be torn between being deeply suspicious of the entire situation and feeling like it's none of his business while Kalim is excited to meet a potential new friend.  How they act on those feelings changes depending on who Yutu is trying to interact with.

Kalim- anyone trying to get close to Kalim has to be watched obsessively by Jamil, and Yutu is no exception.  If anything the surveillance is worse due to the strange way he showed up, and Kalim doesn't like it but he understands.  For Yutu's part he seems really receptive to Kalim's efforts to befriend him, which is the furthest Kalim is going to think about it for a while, but he also notices the strange nostalgia and grief Yutu seems to feel when interacting with you and he really wants to help.  He's sure if Yutu would just talk about it, he could give him some good advice.  They get along really well!  But Yutu seems really reluctant to give out personal information… which Jamil really doesn't like. Kalim's sure he doesn't mean anything by it because of how apologetic he is! But he does sort of wonder if he's done something to make Yutu not feel safe around him... it makes him sort of sad.

Jamil- Once he got a look at that portal, Jamil realized that he didn't actually know what it looked like when you arrived at NRC.  He certainly remembers the mess Grim made, but not much about you beyond how confused you looked.  He'll have to ask about it sometime but for now, he's got questions.  Number one: who the fuck is this guy really?  His name isn't Yutu, he sure as shit isn't from your world, otherwise he couldn't be a mage, and his attitude towards you is just suspicious.  He has got to want something, and Jamil is torn between protectiveness of you and his adamant refusal to give himself anymore work.  It doesn't help that Yutu seems very apologetic to him specifically, he swears the kid seems to be apologizing for his entire existence.  It's weird, and he tells him to knock it off because it's not like he's his dad.  For some reason that just makes it worse.

Pomefiore

Vil- Epel is the one to tell him about the monster attack, the portal, and the strange protectiveness Yutu has towards Yuu.  That last thing doesn't bother him as much as you might expect, as soon as he learns that you're from the same world he thinks it's perfectly natural.  Admirable even.  The fake name and desire for privacy doesn't bother him either, as an actor both things seem normal to him.  What worries him is the idea that something very wrong is happening in the background that he doesn't know about, which he makes very clear to Yutu after sending Rook to distract you.  Yutu seems hesitant to trust him, and only offers vague warnings about making sure Yuu stays safe and keeping an eye on Grim.  Well now, they can both agree on that, and wouldn't it be easier if Yutu cooperated with him?  He's not going to take no for an answer.

Rook- Oh?  Ramshackle Dorm has a new member?  What a charming surprise!  He's sure this will lead to many new beautiful experiences.  And he's right!  Yutu is very beautiful, but there's something oddly familiar and yet… wrong about him.  Like he doesn't quite belong here, and not in the same way that you don't belong here.  He looks haunted, his interactions with you scream that he possesses (or to be more accurate used to possess) a relationship that can only have been built over several years.  But you clearly don't remember him, and there's a painful aura of grief in his interactions with you.  He also notices, with a great deal of joy, that the same grief is present when the little one speaks to him.  Just what could that mean? The hunter is in no rush, he'll find out what that means in time, for now he'll keep dropping in unannounced to test Yutu's reflexes. 

Side note: I don't speak French so I don't know if this would be the correct way to say it, but I like the idea of Rook's nickname for Yutu being Monsieur Caneton (Monsieur Duckling), because of how he follows Yuu around. Floyd's nickname I reserve the right to change depending on who Yutu's father is.

Epel- He starts off a hater, I am not going to lie.  Protecting you is something Epel takes a great deal of pride in; he wants to be seen as manly, as the protector, as someone who you think of as cool and trusts to provide for you.  So for a giant portal to open in the sky and drop a new guy determined to protect you from the monsters?  He hates it, he really does, and that's BEFORE Yutu starts living in Ramshackle Dorm.  He's determined to ignore him and not let him into the friend group, which proves impossible because of how Yutu follows you around so fine.  He can sit with you but ONLY IF he accepts that Epel was there first.  Something he's really surprised to see him do?  He should be more suspicious of why Yutu is constantly asking him for advice or acting like he's cool for being so possessive over you but well.  It's Epel he really wants to be seen as cool so he's just not going to think about it.

Ignihyde

Ortho- Ortho wasn't there to see the portal so he can't analyze it, but he can analyze Yutu!  And he immediately finds the Shroud family curse.  How curious, is this something he should tell his brother immediately?  Or should he skip the line and talk to their parents… decisions decisions but he doesn't have to wait for too long for an explanation.  Yutu explains himself pretty quickly when called out and Ortho is beyond excited to learn he's an uncle.  Less excited to learn about the impending apocalypse but he's sure they can fix it if they work together.  Now to double his efforts to get you and Idia together…

Idia- a second person has been isekaid to the NRC oh no.  Whatever will he do?  Well he intended to do nothing but Ortho isn't letting him.  For some reason he seems really determined to get him to hang out with you, almost like he knows about his crush he's been so good at hiding.  He can't complain too much, talking with you is weirdly soothing and much easier than he'd anticipated.  And Yutu's there too he guesses.  Sometimes they parallel play while Idia hangs out with you and that's nice.  It's sort of weird how in tune Yutu is with him though, sometimes he swears they could be related. A thought that Ortho is weirdly determined to encourage, and refuses to explain why... maybe he should be more worried about what anime little bro has been watching recently.

Diasomnia

Right so dragon biology is weird and our knowledge of half fae is very limited.  From how Sebek looks and how Malleus’s birth is discussed, I assume the eggs produced by love is exclusive to dragon fae and other species just get babies in the normal way.  All of that to say:

Malleus- Yutu is an oddity from the jump.  He looks very young, but insists he's around the same age as Yuu, and Malleus swears he feels his own magic is a part of him.  It's like a precious stone has grown some legs and started walking around and talking back to him.  He's a little bit in love, not the same way he's in love with Yuu, but much like a parent would think of a child… perhaps if they get closer he can offer him the night's blessing.  He does seem to be lacking it and that just won't do, something inside him says that needs to be fixed immediately.  Lilia questions him on whether or not he's jealous of how close the little one is to Yuu, which surprises him greatly.  Why would he be- well.  He does wish he could spend more time with Yuu but that sort of envy applies to everyone, not just Yutu.  And none of those guys are so unafraid of him to have made him a friendship bracelet so there. 

Lilia- a mage?  From Yuu's world?  How exciting!  He's very pleased to see how well he gets along with his boys and takes Sebek’s shouting in stride.  It's inspirational how quick he picks up on how gullible Sebek is and immediately starts telling-  well Lilia supposes he doesn't know they're outright lies but the scolding he gets from Yuu certainly suggests they are.  It's all very cute, and something he really wishes he could be a part of, but he knows his time is limited.  He'll just have to treasure these experiences while he's allowed them, something Yutu is very willing to help him do!  What a good kid, he'll have to tell him how proud his parents must be of him.

Silver- A portal, a monster, and a new mysterious person… it's concerning.  Something dangerous has got to be happening with how worried over you this new person is, his name is Yutu?  Weird but then his name is Silver so who is he to judge.  Anyway he introduces himself to Yutu and he asks why he came through the portal and… isn't really satisfied with his answers.  He doesn't think Yutu is a threat, not to Malleus anyway, but there's just something off about this whole thing and it's his task as a knight to make sure the people he loves are safe.  What's that?  Well of course you are one of those people.  You're very important and- why is Yutu looking at him like that.  He's telling the truth, what does he mean that makes it worse? Is it his face?

Sebek- Oh look another perfectly average human who is ok.  He guesses.  Not that he's thought extensively about you personally, only as a precaution to make sure you aren't disrespecting Lord Malleus, you get that right?  Him cornering Yutu with a strained look on his face and shouting at him about how to properly respect Lord Malleus is something he would do to anybody.  It has nothing to do with him assuming that if this person respects Lord Malleus they will be safe for "that human" to be around.  Unfortunately, Yutu is not just anybody and immediately starts yelling back accusing him of disrespecting you.  It's like there's two of them now, just with different biases, rip everyone's eardrums.

[twisted-wonderland-but-gayer]

Alternate version of that "Yuu is a Hisuian Zoroark" AU I sent in yesterday, in which Yuu makes themselves appear as human to everyone except Crowley, just to fuck with him.

Everyone at NRC is just like "man, Ramshackle's Prefect is Kind Of Weird but that's none of my business", meanwhile Crowley is losing his mind bc a feral ghost fox is a student at NRC and no one else seems to acknowledge it.

No no take this a step further.

Transform into the stupidest shit in front of him. I would turn into Crewel and flirt with that bastard so I could watch a real life soap opera unfold.

[twistedwonderlandshenanigans]

"Interview" With NRC Students

Last set of my December Drabbles posts. Written after Chapter Four / Scarabia Chapter, burnt out and taking no shit Yuu. Word Count: ~5k ----------------------------------------------- You read over the set of questions Crowley had provided to ask for end of year interviews. Technically, it was supposed to be Dire's job to check in on all the students, but yet again the task was passed onto you. As you looked over the questions, you felt your eyes glaze over but a certain burning in your chest. None of these had anything to do with checking in with mental health, which was clearly what the students needed. You're no therapist. You're no faculty member, you're not someone who should be doing this anyways. You flip the paper over and think over a question you could ask. Just one. You have so many people to get through, and your emotional capacity and mental tenacity are nearing their limits. As the first person walks in an the two of you get to chatting, you finally settle on a question, maybe seeking some wisdom for yourself, and a glimpse into the way your friends, enemies and acquaintances think "What advice would you give someone who's looking to improve their day to day life? Or just advice in general?"

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Riddle is slightly taken aback by the question, before smiling assuredly. "I've been learning quite a bit myself what improvement can mean from one person to another. As you know, the standard for improvement and growth has always been set very high for me, but I think...I think that perhaps the best advice I can give is to learn to set a high standard for yourself rather than....someone else's approval.....it's not advice I've learned to follow, but I received it from a close friend this year and I believe it's sound. At least if you are disciplined enough to do so for yourself." -----------------------------------------------------------------------

Trey laughs a little bit in response, grabbing at his glasses frame and tipping them up slightly, before crossing his arms and leaning back in his chair, sighing a bit. "Advice, huh? Well, I can't say anything for sure, but I guess...don't sweat the small things. It's old advice, but there's a reason it's been said." "Did you want to elaborate on that?" "What else would there to be elaborate on? I thought that was pretty straightforward." "Maybe it has a little more of a personal meaning to you?" "I mean, I've got a bunch of younger siblings, and as vice housewarden I end up looking after a lot of people in the dorm, including Riddle. If I had to worry about every single thing everyone shorter than me was up to or doing, I'd have grey hair by now." He had a shit eating grin on his face as you stopped writing and looked up at him unamused. "You're not funny." "I like to think I am." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Cater's face almost falls a bit when he hears your question, but he keeps himself smiling. "Could...could you repeat that please? Cay-cay's um....I need to make sure I heard that right." "What advice would you give someone who wants to improve their day to day life?" He looked almost haunted, though he was trying to maintain his happy disposition. "Did...do you want a different question?" "Ahah um well no! No, it's ok, I got it I just...need a minute I guess! It's...I guess nobody's asked me for advice...ever. I've given it just never asked...specifically, y'know? Ahhh, never mind, can you forget all that and we can take it from the top?" You can't hide your concern and confusion all that well, but you nod a bit and smile reassuringly. "What advice would you give someone who wants to improve their day to day life?" Cater lights up as if the emotions he was conveying a moment ago had never existed. "That's easy! Cay-cay's got you covered! Find something to smile about everyday, because if you don't-...just find something to smile about everyday. Even if it's just one thing that'll keep you going, you're still going, and that's what matters." His smile falters just slightly. "That's all you needed from me, right? I can go now?" You give him a small smile and nod, and watch as he leaves the room, an awkward tension still sitting in the air. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Deuce looks like a deer in the headlights at the question. "Why would you ask me that?" You gave him a knowing smile, cocking your brow a bit and he cleared his throat awkwardly. "I think you have plenty to contribute to this, Deuce. We both know you've undergone a lot of personal growth to get to where you are now." "Well yeah but it hasn't been easy! And you were there when I've had.... when I've flown off the handle and just gone right back to who I was before." "But you're not the same as you were before. You feel regret, which was what made you want to change in the first place, because before you heard your mother on the phone, you didn't. I wasn't there when you were a delinquent, but I've known you for a few months now and can say with confidence you're doing a good job Deuce, you're making a lot of progress towards your own goal. If you could just share a little bit of insight on what's made it easier, or what's been a motivator other than seeking your mother's approval, I'd really appreciate it." He thinks it over for a moment, nodding slightly as the words slowly come to him. "I...I don't really know, but I guess....I've never stopped trying my best...and I give myself room to be angry when I need it. I think a lot of people either try their best most of the time, or don't put very much effort forward at all, so I think the second thing might be the advice I would give someone. To give yourself room to feel your emotions, big or small, just make sure you have a safe place to do it where you won't hurt other people too." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------Ace looks stupidly unamused and kicks his feet up on your coffee table, blatantly ignoring the look you gave him for doing so. "You're bein' so formal. We're friends why are you acting like that?" You couldn't help but huff a bit, amused but not wanting him to know that. "I have to do this for Crowley, it's not like I want to. Just answer the question Ace, then get out, I have so many other people I have to get to today." You regret the second part of your sentence when you see his shit eating smile from across the way. He settles even deeper into the seat and sighs deeply, happily and puts his hands behind his head. "So I get your full, undivided attention until you get the answer you're looking for? Cool." "Mmm, mhm, you get my full undivided attention until you waste my time and I throw something at you and the countdown is starting my patience is paper thin right now Ace, do not test me." He scoffs and sits up properly, groaning out of boredom. "Fiiiine, but is it really wasting time if you're hanging out with me? You owe me an hour after thi-" "Sure, yeah, whatever, shut up and get out, or answer the goddamned question and get out." "Sheesh, ok, fine, the best advice I can give is for you to loosen up, Great Sevens you're tense." "NO SHIT SHERLOCK." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Leona didn't even come to you for HIS interview, you had to go track down the lazy lion yourself. He mumbled something when you knocked at the door, but you didn't hear nor care if it was to come in or to go the fuck away. You let yourself in, sat at the end of his bed and waited for some sort of response. "I will throw this clipboard at your head I know you're awake." Clearly, he thought you were bluffing, as a few seconds later a very angry cat was growling at you, and your clipboard had bounced off his head and sat on the floor. You remained unphased, tapping your pen against his nose once, lightly. "You don't scare me, now what advice would you give someone who wants to improve their day to day life?" "The fuck kind of question is that to wake me up from my nap from?" "The kind that if you don't answer I'm calling your sister in law and asking her to make you because I don't have time for this shit either Leona. Answer the question. And before you say anything about me not having your family's contact info, I do have both your phone and password so tread lightly." It hadn't been hard to get, Ruggie was an open book for the right amount of Thaumarks, and Leona's phone had been on the floor, but Leona looked mildly impressed for a split second before remembering he was annoyed, huffing and laying back. "You're lucky I don't eat you alive for throwing that piece of shit at me, herbivore.” “Are you going to answer the question?” “Yeah, I just woke up, give me a damn minute.” “Mira, set one minute timer.” Setting one minute timer. “Oh for Great Seven’s sake, is that how petty you’re being? Fine. If you can’t sleep it off, get something to eat. Now get out of my room, before I decide to eat you.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Ruggie didn’t even bother sitting down, he recognized the set up from the year before and laughed a little. “Shyeeheehee if these are the same questions from last year, can’t y’just hand over the paper and pen and I can pretend to write something that Crowley won’t read?” You couldn’t help but snort a bit. While it was tempting, your curiosity for what the hyena boy had for advice outweighed your want to be a little lazy. Besides, at this point it wasn’t for Crowley, it was for you. “Not this time. I’ll be honest. I have a question for everyone, I’m just trying to maintain my sanity though, this isn’t about the headmage anymore, this is me holding on by a thread and looking for some hope for the future.” You laugh weakly, and Ruggie smiles a little, concerned, but it was understandable. You had a lot on your plate, and he was kinda happy that you were that honest with him. He finally sat down across from you and slung his bag from over his shoulder to sit on his lap as he dug through it. “I’m not great with advice, but my gramma always said something about if you wanna go fast, go alone, if you want to go far, go together. So surround yourself with people that are gonna getchya to the end of the school year, ok? Or until Crowley can send’ya home. The other freshies are doin’ a pretty good job from what I can tell but if y’ever need a lil pick-me-up y’can let me know. Might even do it for free.” He grins and winks at you as he finally produces an apple from his bag, rubbing it gently with his sleeve before offering it to you. “I don’t got much, but you’re doin’ a good job prefect. Hopefully y’can pretend that’s like…a bigger prize or somethin’. And I wasn’t kiddin’ when I said I could be a part of that group if y’want me to be.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Jack’s ear flicked a bit at your question, his rather stoic expression making you question exactly what was going through his mind. “That’s a pretty broad topic…but my grandparents and parents always say that ‘we will be known forever by the tracks we leave’…so…don’t do anything you wouldn’t want to be remembered for.” “Is that all you want to say?” He simply nods once, happy with his answer. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Azul pushes up his glasses and chuckles a little. “That isn’t something Crowley had you ask, now is it? If advice is what you’re seeking, then perhaps scheduling an app-“ “Azul. I would love to hear you out but frankly I don’t have the time nor the fucks to give about your business deal you’re about to offer, so if you won’t answer the question, I’ll just inform Leona that you refused to co operate and I know how to push his buttons in just the right ways to do so.” An awkward silence filled the air before Azul cleared his throat a bit. “That won’t be necessary. Wisdom that had been imparted on me by my nonna goes as follows: chi non fa, non falla. In other words, he who makes no mistakes, makes nothing. The path to greatness is full of obstacles but can be paved as you learn how to get rid of them. In my case, I recognize that I was fortunate to have seen the road paved by my nonna, and learned from her mistakes so I wouldn’t have to make my own. On the other hand, not having had that example to follow would have allowed me- er…and individual to learn on their own so that they understand and appreciate just how much effort is required. As long as you’re learning, you’re not failing, and sometimes that’s enough.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Jade looked rather amused at your question, folding one arm across his chest and holding his chin with the other. “Tried and true advice is the best advice I have to give. Keep your friends close and your enemies closer, you never really know who you can trust.” He smiled a bit at you, but you weren’t quite sure how to feel about it. “I’ll be going back to the lounge now. If you require anything from me, I’m simply a call away.” Did having his number make you a friend or an enemy? Did you really want to know?? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Floyd giggles as he turns the chair around to sit in more comfortably, rocking a bit, before your question finally processes and all his excited movement stops and he slumps in his seat. “Awww but that’s so borin’. It’s not like under the sea where if y’don’t like someone you can just y’know…” he draws his hand in a slitting motion across his neck, tilting his head, and making a wretched squelching noise. “Soooo I guess the only advice I can give ya is if someone’s bein’ stupid to ya, call me! I’ll squeeze ‘em reaaaaal good for ya shrimpy!” He rocks in the chair a bit before he gets up. “I ain’t answerin’ any other questions, so ya better be happy with whatchya got.” It was good enough. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Kalim was bubbly as ever, but tilted his head like a confused puppy at your words. “Oh um, I don’t really know. I did hear this one saying though that I thought was really pretty and it was like..um well it went like ‘don’t let the shadows of today take away tomorrow’s sunshine’.” He sat, expression rather blank but happy. He looked rather expectant though, as if he was awaiting praise. You smiled a little bit at him and decided to dive in a little further. “What does that mean to you?” He looked a little surprised, but really thought it over for a moment. “Well, everything can’t be great all the time. Things are usually ok at best for a lot of people, most of the time. But dwelling on the mistakes we make isn’t going to make us feel any better, so why hold onto them when we can let them go and be happy?” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Jamil frowned, shaking his head a bit. “You’re asking me this now? What question are you going to ask everyone else?” He looked rather haggard, but you couldn’t decide if after the whole hostage situation, you thought he deserved it, or if you felt bad for him. You ignored your feelings on the matter for now and sighed. “Everyone’s getting the same question.” “Very well then. My advice is don’t fucking overblot.” You looked up to see a somewhat smug expression. “Ask stupid questions, you get stupid answers. I’m going back to my dorm prefect.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Vil was poised and ready as ever. “That’s easy. The only way to ever improve is to practice. Most people say practice makes perfect, but that’s simply not true. If you don’t put your full effort into practicing, if you take short cuts, then you will never reach the level you hope. Perfect practice makes perfect. You must be persistent in achieving greatness; persistence is what sets apart the greats from everyone else. Regardless of what you’re practicing for, whether it’s a role in a movie or to develop patience, the saying remains true.” He smiled a bit and sat up more in his chair. “Was there anything else you wanted to ask me?” You smiled back a bit, finishing writing his response best you could. “Nope, that’s all for now. Thank you Vil.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Rook tilted his head a bit and smiled. “Ah, mon trickster, is that all you are looking for? Surely the head mage would not be asking a question of this depth.” He hummed a bit to himself, not really looking for an answer from you- he already knew. “I don’t so much have advice as I do a saying I learned in my time in Pomefiore. There is no rainbow in the soul if there have been no tears in the eyes. Isn’t there such beaute in that? Your soul only grows more beautiful as it does strong when you face hardships, so do not despair when the clouds blur your vision and a downpour slows you in your path. I could simply go on for hou-“ “You really don’t have to Rook, I got the gist….I think. Thank you for your time.” He smiled and tipped his hat politely. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Epel was more prepared than you may have thought, but it was appreciated. "You don't ignore the fuel gauge on a blast cycle when it says its empty. You don't ignore the flashing lights and alerts that let you know when your bike needs something. So apply that to yourself. You need fuel too, so don't wait until you can't go anymore to eat. Don't go until you're so exhausted you break down. Sometimes circumstance makes it difficult, but don't ignore the really big signs that's something's wrong and assume its gonna get better." As if on cue, his stomach rumbled, and he flushed a bit. "That bein' said, my dorm ain't exactly a picnic.  The servin' sizes barely fill me up and peanut butter can work miracles, but not that big. Jack sometimes brings me leftovers from the meals at Savanaclaw, and Deuce sneaks me desserts but it ain't the same as one home cooked meal a' comfort food, y'know?" You nodded apologetically. You refused to get actively involved, but you could offer a fellow freshman a hand. "If you bring ingredients, you can use my kitchen. Just don't get caught. And make me some food too." He looked surprised, then absolutely beamed and laughed softly. "Y'betchya! I'll make sure it's the best damn food y've had in yer life!" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Idia’s tablet floated in front of you. There was a drawn-out silence, and you wondered if he was even paying attention behind that screen or not. Finally, he responded. “Just advice in general? Lol why would you ask me? You want gaming advice, reqs, strats, sure then yeah, you could shoot me a text or something I guess but this is just p. stupid. I literally don’t leave my room and I’m a nepo baby what relevant and useful advice could I possibly give to a normie?” “Just give me an answer I can write down Idia, it really doesn’t matter.” “Fine then. Avoid middle schoolers at all costs. I can absolutely destroy newbs in game, but IRL? Those guys can pin down your biggest insecurities in two seconds flat and won’t be afraid to call you out on it.” “You took that from a comedy sketch.” “….shut up, I tried, ok? I guess…..read all the tips on the loading screen of a game when you get the chance. Does that work?” You sighed softly, before giving him a tired smile. “Yeah it’s good enough.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Ortho let out a sad sounding beep. “What’s wrong Ortho?” The little robot kicked his feet a bit in his seat, processing. “I’m not human. I could give advice, but it might not apply the way I think it does. I could search for it, but it would not be my advice to give. Even if I said something as simple as ‘do your best’, I don’t know, really, what that means. If I give 100% effort in something, I’m pushing the extents of my hardware and software. I run the risk of overheating. I might hurt myself, and in doing that, waste my brother’s time in making him repair me over something that could have been avoided. I have my “best” programmed into me. A human can push past that discomfort, past that risk if they so wish, and in theory, achieve giving more than their best, or something that would be recorded as an anomaly or outlier in a research setting. I have no advice to give.” He lets out a sound like a sigh and sits cross-legged. “Even when I try to give big brother advice, when he follows it, things seem to go wrong. I don’t think I should be who you ask.” You looked over his defeated looking figure. You couldn’t help but feel empathy for him – clearly this had been on his mind for a while. You set aside your clipboard and held your arms open. “You look like you need a hug.” The little robot looked up surprised, then visible relief flooded his features as he nodded a bit and floated into your arms, hugging you tightly, but took care to not let his hair get too close to you. “Doing your best, regardless of who or what we are is all that matters Ortho. My best on a day-to-day basis fluctuates. Sometimes my best means I got out of bed in the morning. Sometimes my best means I finally do those tasks I’ve been meaning to do for weeks. Sometimes my best means I’m on top of everything, getting things done, and feeling great. Everyone’s best looks a little different, sometimes even within the span of hours. You’re doing great. You have people that care about you and will pick you back up if you need a little self help. While some of your capabilities are limited by programming, your actions are not. You still choose to help where you can. You are kind when you want to be. I think that’s when you’re at your best.” Ortho pulled away, nodding a tiny bit. “I think I understand. Thank you, prefect. I appreciate it.” Even though his mouth was hidden, the wrinkles around his eyes told you he was smiling again as he went on his way. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Malleus seemed intrigued, but a little surprised at your question. He shut his eyes gently as he thought it over. “For the fae, years pass by like seconds. To give advice that would only aid you in growth for the next year seems rather near-sighted, though I suppose for you, that is plenty of time to develop your character.” He hummed softly, trying to think of something he could give you, that wouldn’t be overwhelming. You gave him his time, rather happy in the comfortable silence the two of you were able to sit in. “I suppose I’ve always taken the passage of time for granted. Perhaps that is something I will work on as I set my own goals, though with that comes the advice I wish to impart upon you. Your time is precious. However, the only thing more precious is how you spend it. I only wish for you to be happy, healthy, and successful Child of Man. Ensure that the time you spend with others lifts you up, encourages you, and allows you to grow into your potential. I hope that one day, I will see you grow into your full potential.” He smiles softly, hoping that you catch on that he hopes you’ll include him in that circle of friends that will help you continue growing. However, it’s the wording he used that has you wondering if he has had something to do with why you haven’t been able to go home yet. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Lilia giggles softly. “Asking for advice from your elders, hm?” He settles in his seat on the ceiling, enjoying the fact that you couldn’t hide a tiny smile from forming from his antics. He pouts thoughtfully and taps his chin. “There’s a lot I could say. Learning to change with time, to live everyday to it’s fullest, to learn to not be afraid to take risks, that there is value in re-evaluating who you’re friends with, that you should follow your heart until your mind screams no, icicles are ideal weapons, you can train crows to sound like humans and then send them after people you hate, develop your vocabulary to the point where if someone makes you mad you make them feel stupid in your response, that you should never swim on an empty stomach, but never go on a roller coaster with a full one, don’t stick metal where it doesn’t belong, never trust where a toddler’s hands have been….I was going somewhere with this.” He paused, spacing out for a moment before shaking his head and coming back to earth to finish what he needed to say.  “Truth be told, I think the most important advice I can give is learn to tell others how you need to be loved. Nobody will ever know what you need, so even if you can’t tell the full extent of what you need, someone close to you will do their best to interpret what you mean to get you what you want. The second step to that then, is to let yourself be loved. You are the only person who sees you in as harsh of a light most people see themselves in. Let other people in to make it better.” He beamed and turned right-side up again. “Will that suffice, prefect?” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Silver looked very concentrated, but needed you to repeat the question. He closed his eyes a bit as he thought, but seemed to startle when he opened them again and sighed. “Be grateful for what you do have, what you can do, instead of being upset at your incapabilities…you have other talents…and other traits than mistakes and shortcomings.” He sighed softly, mumbling something under his breath. You couldn’t make out much, but it sounded like something he had heard many times before, himself. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Sebek puffed his chest out, looking disproportionately proud at being asked for advice, though as soon as he opened his mouth you realized you forgot to set a very important boundary and interjected. “It can’t be about Malleus. At all. Or any specific person for that matter.” Sebek’s shoulders fall a bit and he looks a little annoyed. “You did not specify that BEFORE HAND HUMAN!” “Well I did now, so deal with it.” “FINE! I will share with you something that has been shared with me often. It’s-“ “Please your inside voice?” “THAT WAS NOT WHAT I WAS GOING TO SAY.” “I bet you hear it a lot though.” “THAT IS IRRELEVANT. NOW BE QUIET SO I CAN COMPLETE THIS TASK, BENEATH ME AS IT IS, THAT I MAY LEAVE YOU TO YOUR PATHETIC UNDERLING WORK FOR THE HEADMAGE!” You didn’t justify that with an answer, just gestured with your hand for him to get on with it. He cleared his throat a bit and tried to calm down a little. “I was going to say…the more challenging a conflict, the more glorious the triumph. You mustn’t forget to allow yourself to be proud of what you have achieved. While your conflicts and mine may vary in how difficult they are, it does not change the fact that on an individual basis, we must acknowledge the effort we put in to overcome them.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Grim sat across from you, his tail swishing curiously side to side, his head tilted and eyes wide before he grinned widely. “Course ya want advice from the Great Grim? Now listen up hench human, ‘m only gonna say it once so ya better make sure y’write it all down, got it?” You nodded a bit, trying to downplay your smile a bit at the toddler-like energy your companion emanated. He stood up on his chair, pacing back and forth a little bit like a drill sergeant. “Never eat expired tuna. If you’re really that hungry, no YA AIN’T. If ya need something from the tallest shelf, climbin’ on the counter is sturdier than any chair in Ramshackle. Sneaking food from the cafeteria works real well if your cheeks are big enough to store it!... And if ya don’t eat it as you’re tryin’ to make a break for it. Ace’s most ticklish area is behind his ear, which is why he always pushes me off when my fur rubs up against him when I’m on his shoulders. If ya ever need me to bug’m, let me know! I think that’s all I got for now.” He stopped and placed his paw on his chin in thought, before one more thing came to mind and he hopped over to you, pushing his face gently against yours. “Oh yeah. ‘Nd don’t forget t’tell the people y’care about they mean somethin’ to ya, in one way or another, 'kay?” ------------------------------------------------------------------------

[wet-towel-socrates]

Alt Scenario: Ghost Bride Event

Yo, after seeing this post I got an idea for a slightly different premise for how Yuu swoops in as the final contingency plan. This could work for an ambiguous Yuu, but imma lean towards a f!Yuu just because it plays into a stupid trope that I like to see in shows or movies with romance subplots. Spoilers for Ghost Bride event

So it's time for the last team of bachelors to go and it's NOT going well. Crowley has no more suitors to throw at Eliza and Yuu is their only hope. He suggests making them a suitor even though "none of this princely shit is working, Crowley!"

Oh, but wait. We got a flickering lightbulb here. "Crowley, use your magic to give me a wedding dress!"

"W-what? Why? What are you planning to do?"

"Just shut up and do it!" Crowley groans but conjures a beautiful wedding dress for Yuu. Yuu slips on the magic ring and books it towards Eliza.

The final bachelor has just been paralyzed and Eliza insists on marrying Idia. Poor boy But Yuu bursts through the door, pretending like they just ran a marathon.

"IDIA! YOU BETTER NOT BE HIDING IN HERE!" All the paralyzed boys are staring in shock as Yuu angrily stomps inside, fully decked in a lavish dress, veil and all. Eliza is confused and dismissive. Why is another bride here?

"Excuse me, who are you? Can't you see I'm trying to start my wedding with my husband to be?" Meanwhile Idia is having a nervous breakdown.

"Excuse me?? Idia is MY fiance!" Yuu shows off the ring and improvises a story of them being engaged for months and Idia promising to marry them. Eliza is outraged and asks Idia if it's all true, but before he can answer, Yuu goes up to him and calls him a Two timing cheater who made them believe he loved them. Idia is SO confused meanwhile Yuu is giving their best crocodile tears.

"But that wasn't enough, you had the AUDACITY TO ROPE ANOTHER WOMAN INTO THIS!? SHE DOESN'T DESERVE TO BE TREATED THIS WAY!" Eliza is almost speechless that Yuu is kind of defending her too, but now is angry her dream prince for "having an affair."

"THATS IT! UNEXCUSEABLE!" Eliza slaps the shit out of Idia and it's taking Yuu and the bachelors every ounce of restraint not to burst out laughing.

Yuu continues on between fake sobs, "and to think that I was your one and only! I bet you never even loved me!" Eliza gasps and slaps Idia again.

"And then you take advantage of this beautiful princess and made HER believe she was special!"

SLAP

This goes on until Idia starts glaring at Yuu who's obviously having way too much fun with this. Yuu turns to Eliza and apologizes to her for all the trouble their "lying groom" put her through. After all, "you seem like such a lovely soul." First Yuu defends Eliza's honor and now feels remorse for hurting her even though it wasn't even Yuu's fault? Huh...

Something's...different about this person.

Yuu then slips in some more compliments while asking Eliza if she's okay since she's been through a lot. Eliza can't help but feel her heart flutter. They start hitting it off and the bachelors can't fucking believe their eyes. Is Yuu actually taking a LIKING to Eliza?

Yuu sighs and says that they should head back. "It was nice meeting you Princess Eliza," Yuu takes Eliza's hand and plants a soft kiss on her knuckles, knowing she's absolutely eating this up. "I wish it were under better circumstances though. Perhaps we can meet again. In another life?" Oh god, Eliza fucking loves the cheese of that line and can't help herself.

"Wait!" Eliza clasps Yuu's hand and asks for their hand in marriage. The boys are losing it in the background.

Yuu agrees and takes the ring off their finger. "Idia gave me this ring, but I don't want to associate it with heartbreak. If it's okay with you, I'd love to give this ring a new meaning, with you." Eliza nods happily and Yuu slips it on, reciting the spell. "I vow to love you for as long as you live."

"Thank you." Eliza smiles and disappears in a myriad of sparkles. Soon after, the ghosts follow and all the paralyzed bachelors slowly regain control of their bodies.

"Oh my god, she ate that shit UP." Yuu breaks out in laughter. "Did you guys see that? I had her wrapped around my finger!" Yuu proceeds to rub it in all their faces that none of them got game.

I'm sorry, I love the two women who were philander-ed by the same guy become friends to lovers trope.

[omentranslates]

Owari no Seraph chapter 135 english fan translation

AND I'M FINALLY CAUGHT UP official at here thanks as always bye

Having devoured his brother in arms, Ferid is preparing for the final decisive battle...

*horrible chewing sfx*

Owari no Seraph chapter 135: Beginning Battle of the End

Vampire Wives: ....Crowley-sama

Vampires Wives: Crowley-sama

Crowley: Ng...

Horn Skuld: We're finally able to see each other again

Horn Skuld: It's been quite a while, Crowley-sama. Although, ideally our reunion would have been under different circumstances

Chess: But seriously, Crowley-sama, how could you!? Did you even look for us once after we went missing, did you even spend a second of your time on searching for us!??

Crowley: Ah well, I figured you'd just gotten tired of me and run away

Chess: Like we'd ever!!!

Horn Skuld: No...I believe Crowley-sama knew what had become of us.

Crowley: Well, you two are my first disciples* afterall. In a way. But to think we'd all have been eaten by Ferid-kun. So what exactly is this place, what goes on here?

Horn Skuld: We're being slowly consumed during our demon transformation.

Crowley: So I guess that makes this Ferid's insides?

Chess: Just take a look over there!

Crowley: Well I'll be damned, so I guess I'll become a demon then. Something like the weapons the humans made, I wonder? Ferid-kun really is a man of many talents.

Crowley: Oh, shit-

Chess: This is how the digestion works-!

Chess: *screaming*

Horn Skuld: It seems that you'll lose consciousness as more of you gets digested.

Chess: iserysfdjsdfkljsd stopppppp

Crowley: Huh

Horn Skuld: It also, I should mention, doesn't seem that our voices are able to reach Ferid-sama from here. Since we were absorbed here, we've seen many vampires try to curse, question and scream at him, but...

Crowley: No answer?

Horn Skuld: None. At least, not to us.

Crowley: Hmmm, that so, Ferid-kun?

Crowley: Well, that's all well and good then. I guess we'll just watch from within, then. Maybe from in here, we just might catch a sight of that heart and those plans you've never opened up to us.

Ferid: You'd better watch closely, Crowley-kun. I want you to see the finale I've been working towards for so long.

Chess: WH-

Horn Skuld: How-

Horn Skuld: Crowley-sama!!?

Ferid: Let's get busy

Ferid: Now that I've eaten Crowley, who's lived within our plan for so long already, that probably just puts me past a third progenitor, but I wonder.

Ferid: Only one way to find out.

Yuu: Devour my desire! Mikaela, GO WILD!!

Saitou: These guys never want to just listen when someone's talking! Capture him unharmed!!

Ky: Are you sure about that??

Lest: Walk in the park, he's outnumbered.

Shikama: O Darkness, protect Y-.....

Shikama: Shit....Shinoa's attack is even affecting my physical body....she's a beast.

Shikama: O, Darkness. Turn the vampires to dust.

Yuu: *screaming*

Saitou: DUCK!!!!

Ky: Wh-

Lest: Huh?

Random Vampire Whose Name I Learned and then Forgot Again: Ah-

Ky: HOLY FUCK

Lest: What the hell are we in it with the First too!??

Ky: O, SWORD!!

Urd: Rigr!!

Saitou: Urd, watch my six.

Urd: O sword, drink as much blood as it takes.

Urd: Shit. Rigr, we're going to be in trouble fast if we don't cut them off at the source!!

Saitou: I expect nothing less of our Father, still having this much power.

Saitou: PROTECT!!

Yuu: HERE IT IS, MIKA!!

Saitou: DON'T LET HIM THROUGH, URD.

Urd: No way this is gonna end with 'unharmed.' Actually, if restraining him isn't an option I really don't care if he dies.

Shikama: Yuu...Yuu...**

Yuu: Ahh...he's got that same tired expression that was so characteristic of him in my memories...

Yuu: I still don't know if there's a way, but I've come to save you, Father.

Shikama: Hurry, I doubt I have much time left for what I need to pass on to you.....

Shinoa: Ha...hahaha!!!

Shinoa: All of it, all of it all of it all of it!!! I'm going to swallow you!!

Krul: .....what now? Your vibes are totally off, who are you?

Ferid: I'm a fan of yours, my queen.

The Third Progenitor Showdown begins....!!!

*this word can mean either family or like serfs, so I settled on something in between the two, so it feels like he has responsibility to them without assuming maybe more closeness than the text is willing to state

**Shikama here is calling Yuu like he called the eyeball in the ancient flashbacks. Earlier in this chapter or the last he was using the kanji for Yuu's name, like our Yuu, but here he's calling ユウ like the homonculous.

[twistedoverbloat]

Yuu having a twin but they both are like WWE duo fighters.

An OB happening bet tag me in evil twin. They raise mf hell and dint five a fuck they fought Crowley for trying to take away the food. Don't mess with two twins who argue all the time.

Kuu, Yuu's twin squared up to Grim as they ran around fighting the flames he put out. When they got the Mirror Kuu pushed Yuu first and said hurry up. This caught Floyd and Jade's attention seeing another set of twins.

When I said they didn't have magic they shrugged then ended up fighting Grim who made flames again.

When the Maines happened they ended up fighting the OB hand to hand bc they said none of that pussy shit and squared up.

Riddle got body slammed by Kuu. Then Yuu jumped up and elbowed him from falling down. He had 3 cracked ribs.

Leona got shit thrown at him. Don't ask where they got a chair. And when they got close enough they made sure not to get touched and punch him.

Azul was fun to fight bc he had a lot of tentacles. Yuu held him as Kuu wrapped his tentacles up. They threw him on the ground and got launched in the air slamming down on him.

Jamil got his hair pulled by Kuu and eyes poked Yuu. Kuu targeted the hair as Yuu kicked his feet from under. They then fought him on the ground getting the Tweels to throw then up to fall on him.

[aquaburst3]

Take Me Down the Rabbit Hole

Chapters: 29/29

Fandom: Twisted-Wonderland (Video Game), Disney - All Media Types

Rating: Mature

Warnings: None

Pairings: Jamil Viper/Yuu | Player, Minor or Background Relationship(s)

Characters: Yuu | Player (Twisted-Wonderland), Ace Trappola, Deuce Spade, Grim (Twisted-Wonderland), Jamil Viper, Kalim Al-Asim, Original Male Character(s), Yuu | Player (Twisted-Wonderland), Dire Crowley, Riddle Rosehearts, Cater Diamond, Trey Clover

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Author Is Sleep Deprived, Attempt at Humor, Male-Female Friendship, Female Friendship, Male Friendship, Aged-Up Character(s), Swearing, POV First Person, Spoilers, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Magic, Dimension Travel, University, Friendship, Alternate Universe, Alternate Worldbuilding, Partying, Drinking, Action/Adventure, Violence, Pre-Relationship, Developing Relationship, Rewrite, POV Female Character, Fix-It of Sorts, Isekai, Ace Trappola Being Ace Trappola, Grim Being a Little Shit (Twisted-Wonderland), Disney References, Yuu | Player Has a Different Name (Twisted-Wonderland), Female Yuu | Player (Twisted-Wonderland), Betaed, Canon Rewrite, Twisted-Wonderland, Spoilers

Summary:

All Adriana wanted to do was work at her part-time job and take yet another year off before heading to university. Instead of any of that, she's dragged through her bedroom mirror to a bizarre dimension where magic is real, some people vaguely resemble Disney characters and fantasy creatures...including actual furries humans with ears and tails that belong to different mammals, exist.

Adriana is now in survival mode, doing whatever it takes to get back home—even if it means working as a janitor at an all-boys university. This goal is easier said than done, especailly when she deals with a monster in a mine and an angry dorm leader.

(Covers the Prologue and Heartslabyul arcs)

[britishassistant]

Crowley kid! Yuu gets kidnapped by one of the villain dorms and Crowley is touring the the lair and just come across his kid, just chilling their designated chair snacking and roasting the villains, maybe joking around with the minions a bit and then they see each other and it’s like that Spider-Man pointing meme

Thank you for the ask, dear anon!

This kiiinda got away from me a bit, but I thought it would be good since this blog has now reached over 200 followers! Whoo! Thank you all for your support!!

Crowley was just popping by to see how Leviathan’s operation was running.

He liked to do this kind of thing, show up when the supervillains competing for his attention least expected (or appreciated) it and demand they show him how their operations were running. The reactions and sights he got to see where always so much more honest than what a prearranged visit could offer him.

Take Leviathan-kun, for instance.

The young man is uncommonly nervous in Crowley’s presence, not quite stuttering, but clearly not far off from it either. He keeps adjusting his glasses minutely, making the light flash off them even as he rattles out his salesman’s spiel of guarantees and flattery.

The thieving corvid inside Crowley preens. Today was an excellent day for a surprise inspection.

There’s clearly something going on right now that Leviathan was desperate to hide from him, which just makes Crowley want to dig deep and uncover whatever this dirty little secret is and drag that wriggling, struggling weakness into the light.

Great Seven, he loves his job.

It doesn’t take long for him to ferret it out—as desperate as Leviathan is to redirect his attention the loyal minions moving like schools of fish through the lower levels of the lair, he doesn’t have the authority to do anything but totter after Crowley as he strides towards the control room of this fine establishment, his cane clicking against the ground with every step.

Great Seven, he loves his job.

There’s the raised voices of Leviathan’s lieutenants emanating from within, along with...someone else?

Crowley pauses, taking in the scene inside.

There is a person is tied to a chair in the center of the room with one of the Leeches hanging sideways off of their lap, arms wrapped around their shoulders as he leans backwards and swings his legs back and forth. The chair is beginning to teeter dangerously.

“Floyd, if you make us fall again, I’m suing you for damages.” A familiar voice quips.

Crowley’s insides go cold.

“Aha! So mean~ I’d never let you get hurt, Shrimpy~” The reckless and violent twin coos, nuzzling close.

“You already did.” The most kidnapped reporter in this city deadpans. “Twice.”

“Bold of you to assume that you’d be able to press charges in the first place, Yuu-san.” The sadistic and coldblooded twin grins.

“Azul likes me better than you two, he’ll represent me if I sell him my kidneys.” Yuu says loftily. “Plus I have witnesses, like that guy...there...”

Well, that’s ruined his dramatic entrance, but Crowley slams open the doors anyway, making his cloak billow and letting those leeches see the angry flash of his eyes.

“A-hem!” He booms. “What exactly do you think you’re doing? Is this how you think professional villains behave?!”

The sadistic twin stands to attention, bowing shallowly to him, as though that will keep Crowley from noticing how he’s moved in front of the hostage and his violent brother, who’s curled over Yuu with his feet planted firmly on the ground and is cocky enough to think baring his teeth at Crowley is somehow a good idea.

“Floyd.” Leviathan’s voice is clipped, moving towards his henchman and the captive. “My deepest apologies on behalf of my staff, sir. I’ll instruct them to take the prisoner back down to the holding cells to continue the inter—”

“No, you will not.” Crowley commands, swirling towards the aquatic supervillain. “You will release them from your custody immediately, and as I am so gracious, I will be sure to educate all of you about how violating personal boundaries—”

“Oh, come off it, you old crow.” Yuu drawls, one eyebrow twitching. “Don’t start pretending like you care now.”

The sadistic brother makes a small, choked noise. Leviathan has gone so still it’s doubtful he’s even breathing. Even the violent twin is staring at the reporter like they’ve grown a second head.

He clears his throat to hide the small sting in his chest at the remark. “W-why I don’t know whatever you are talking about, stranger I have never met before. I will arrange for an escort to guide you home, as I am so gracious.”

The reporter scoffs. “Well, isn’t that just the story of my life. I told you last time, I don’t want any of your goons within ten blocks of my apartment, remember?”

“Yuu, while I always appreciate your sparkling wit, please stop talking.” Leviathan mutters, eyes focused on Crowley. “Are you aware of just who this person is?”

“Who he is? Of course I know who he is.” Yuu’s exasperation is evident in their voice. “He’s my bio dad.”

Crowley bristles, feeling his feathers puff up in alarm. “Hatchling!!”

Leviathan chokes, wheezing for air as he gasps out, “Bio—what—?”

The sadistic Leech brother is visibly startled, whipping his head back and forth between Crowley and Yuu, lips moving too fast to read though no sound comes out.

“Eeeh~? The big scary boss man is Shrimpy’s dad? No waay~” The violent Leech brother jabs a thumb in his direction. “Who would fuck him?”

“HOW DARE YOU—!”

“Nobody.” Yuu says. “I was born via in vitro fertilization.”

“Hatchling~!” Crowley whines, disliking how wrong-footed his child leaves him. “That is hardly kind!”

Yuu lets out an undignified snort. “Sure, because that compares to dumping me back on Uncle Divvy after a week out of the test tube with instructions to leave me under a bridge somewhere.”

Both Leech twins pin him with equally unnerving stares, and Crowley has to remind himself that he is three times the villain they’ll ever be, that they couldn’t actually hurt him even if they did both attack at once.

Leviathan is just leaning against his desk, mouthing “Uncle Divvy” to himself with the sort of frquency usually reserved for those afflicted by Divus’ hysteria gas.

“We talked about that!” Crowley pleads desperately. “It was to make sure that you could grow strong through adversity! I could hardly expect you to take up my position if you grew up soft and dependent, now could I?”

“Babies are soft and dependent, that’s the whole point. I’d have been dead within the week if Uncle Divvy hadn’t given me to Mom and Dad.” Yuu sighs, slumping back into the chair. “Whatever. I’m never taking over from you and I don’t want any of your money. Can I go home now?”

“I’ll arrange for a car as I am so gracious—” Crowley states firmly at the same time as Leviathan interjects with “Ah, let me take you—”

He shoots a poisonous glare at the young upstart, and then at the unprofessional lackey who’s still clinging to his child.

“No thanks, to both of you.” Yuu sighs. “I’ll just call Yuuken to pick me up—”

“Eeeh?! But Shrimpy, he’s so lame and boring!” The twin in Yuu’s lap whines. “I can’t even squeeze him properly!”

“Yeah, that’s not really a negative here.” The reporter quips, putting up with the way the merman whines and nuzzles into their shoulder, teeth dangerously close to their jugular.

“I don’t like him.” Crowley sniffs. “He’s too good an influence on you.”

“Well, guess whose business that is?!” His offspring asks cheerily, before dropping back into their irritated moue. “Not yours. I’ll spend time with whoever I please, you can go suck an e—”

“I’ve called you a cab, Yuu-san.” The sadistic Leech brother pipes up, pulling his phone away from his ear. “It’s already paid for, so please don’t worry about it.”

The reporter frowns again, before shaking their head with a tired sigh. “Thank you. I need to go sleep off a migraine, so untie me and I’ll see you three next week or something.”

Leviathan moves forward to tug swiftly at the ropes pinning their arms behind their back and pulling his henchmen off of them, finally. “Let me escort you out at least. It wouldn’t do to have any more unpleasant surprises before you got home.”

“Fine.” Yuu pins Crowley with that look that always makes him want to squirm. “Have a lovely day, Dire Crowley-san.”

“Likewise.” He watches his heir walk out as the violent Leech twin calls out “Bye bye, Shrimpy~!”

He turns to those two upstarts, drawing himself up to his full height. “I am certain I don’t need to impress upon you the fact that none of what went on in here leaves this room, yes?”

The sadistic one meets his eye for a moment, spreading his hands wide with an unpleasant smile. “I am unsure of what you mean, Crowley-sama.”

“Yeah, dunno~” The violent one chirps from where he’s now perched in the recently vacated chair.

“Well, suffice it to say that Divus came up with a very interesting potion to affect merfolk, some years ago.” Crowley allows himself a cruel smirk. “One that gives them legs permanently. Shame it doesn’t do the same for lungs. I will not tell him how...carelessly you boys have been treating one of his most prized experiments, as I am gracious, am I not?”

He watches the pair of them swallow reflexively with a thrill of dark satisfaction. “Yes, Crowley-sama.” They chorus.

“Wonderful!” Crowley chirps, clasping his hands together. “Now, I think it’s time for a special lesson on respecting the personal boundaries of one’s hostages, don’t you?”

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【 prologue: a servant of one..? 】

author's note: welcome to the prologue of this little series that i'll be slowly working on ! it's got banter, it's got my favorite tropes, aND it's got leona kingscholar ? my kind of fic to write. purely self indulgent bc i love to think about leona shirking going home to sunset savanna and just staying with yuu at nrc. so yeah.

word count: 3.5k (the prologue's smol)

tags: crowley-typical tasks (yes, the impossible kind), slight yuu character study, savanaclaw shenanigans, leona takes a page out of octo-punk's book, when you (yuu) get frustrated bc someone (leona) is so handsome, yuu regrets (almost) everything. (very minor book 4 spoilers that you won't notice unless you've played it)

[ baby it's cold outside! series | read it on ao3 ]

The students around NRC were buzzing with excitement for winter break. There were many impatient stares being aimed toward the Dark Mirror; the very thing that would be taking them all home the next day. And it was understandable. Not having classes and seeing your family again after a bunch of months was probably a great feeling. One that...Yuu wasn't able to have.

It's not like they aren't grateful for Crowley, but his efforts haven't gotten them anywhere just yet. If anything his little tasks had gotten them caught in the middle of overblot incidents with three of the seven dorms in NRC, which, in hindsight, wasn’t a great track record to have.

That, coupled with the fact that their memories with their friends and family were...somehow blurry and unclear, made them feel that much worse about it all. It was a thing they hadn't talked about with anyone yet. That though most of their memories were crystal clear, Yuu couldn't remember anything about the personal connections they held with the others in their world. Whether they had siblings, or if they had parents at all... It just made them that much more curious about their homeworld and made them feel that much more alone.

If there was one thing that Yuu was glad that didn’t change was that Crowley once again appeared uninvited whilst they were on a short walk with Grim, scaring the crap out of them both. Crowley's appearances were always a hit or miss for Yuu. Either they were here for some good news or none at all. And from the shit-eating grin on Crowley's face, Yuu wasn't feeling too good about it.

"Prefect, Grim-kun," Crowley said solemnly. "With our exams finished, winter break season is upon us. You will be staying at the College, correct?"

"It's not like I have anywhere to go," Yuu said, glancing over at Grim. "You?"

"The Great Grim will stay here to accompany you, henchman," Grim puffed out his chest. "I don't want you to be lonely, y’know." Whether or not Grim meant it sincerely or he had nowhere to go, it still made Yuu feel that much warmer.

"Then would you like to take on some tasks in the meanwhile?" Crowley spread his hands. "I'm willing to give you extra credit, for I am gracious!"

Yuu raised a hand, "I'm not failing though. Grim is."

"F-funyah, you don't have to say it out loud..."

Crowley blinked, "But, Yuu-kun. Grim is also your responsibility. You are both enrolled as one student, so if one is failing so is the other."

"If you wanted me to do you a favor, then just ask like a normal person," Yuu sighed. “No need to do all this roundabout threatening.”

They were all too used to Crowley's ways. More often than not he never meant any of his so-called threats. It was just his own weird way of justifying the favors he needed. Plus, in the end, Yuu would always receive something in return. They just didn’t know what yet.

"Ahem, then I shall not stall," Crowley cleared his throat. "For as long as I can remember, fairy-like creatures have controlled the fire that keeps our school warm. However, the ghost that usually does this task will be out for the winter, so you guys shall take on the mantle of this oh-so-important task. For if you do not, then our school will grow cold and the fairies will leave.”

"Grrr…” Grim grumbled. “The Great Grim once again doing tasks for other lowly humans and ghosts.”

Crowley pulled out a stack of papers, "And the second task–"

"You're giving us winter homework?" Yuu asked incredulously, snatching the papers from Crowley’s hands. Grim watched over their shoulder as they fingered through the many sheaves of paper. There were five whole packets of magic history questions, each on a different period of history. Not to mention all the formula practice and the potion recipes for applied alchemy.

"This is why you should listen to people's explanations all the way through first," Crowley placed a hand on Yuu's shoulder. "You are familiar with Kingscholar-kun right?"

Oh no. Yuu did not like where this was going.

And Crowley seemed to notice, quickly explaining before they could get out a protest, "You and Grim need to have him complete eighty percent of this homework. The least can be lowered to sixty if he's being really stubborn since we are compassionate educators."

"What makes you think I can make him do his homework?" Yuu tapped at the papers impatiently. "He's stubborn. He wouldn't suddenly start doing homework just because I was asking him to."

"Well, quite frankly you are our only hope, dear beast tamer," Crowley sighed dramatically and here we go, Crowley had started acting. Yuu knew they were in for a show. "Kingscholar-kun is a brilliant mage, with magic powerful enough that, if trained, he could become one of the best mages in Twisted Wonderland.

"Despite his aptitude, he doesn't attend any of his classes," Crowley pulled a frown that almost looked genuinely dismayed if Yuu didn’t know any better. "And that just won't do, no matter how well he does on his exams. This winter work is the compromise that the teachers and I have landed on upon lots of deliberation. I decided to give him a way out of those absences, for I am benevolent, am I not?"

Yuu just sighed, "And if I don't get him to do the sixty percent?"

"Hmm... Then we'll take away the heating and cooling funds from Ramshackle?" Crowley said innocently. As if they wouldn't freeze to death with how windy and snowy Sage Island was getting. And Yuu didn't even want to think about the summer. At this point, Crowley’s threats seemed almost empty, though Yuu wasn’t taking any chances.

"F-funyah, our lives are in your hands, y’know," Grim's paw patted at their leg.

"Great. I'll get to work right away since break starts tomorrow," Yuu snatched up the papers. "Anything else, benevolent headmage?"

"That is all," Crowley looked pleased with himself. "I look forward to the results of your progress. Oh, and I'll make sure to bring you back a souvenir for your hard work." Yuu waved a hand at him as he disappeared into thin air. That stupid, stupid bird and his almost-impossible tasks...

"I'm going to go to Savanaclaw and talk to Leona," Yuu felt drained already as they stroked at Grim's ears. "You go scope out where they keep the wood for the fireplace, okay?"

Grim didn't look all too happy at that, "Will you be alright with that...that lazy lion? What if he tries to kill you again?"

"Well... If I don't return then call Jack...?" Yuu shrugged. "The worst that can happen is I lose a limb."

"T-that's not something you should be saying casually, y’know..." And with that final vote of confidence, they set off to Savanaclaw. It was as hot as ever there, with no trace of the thick snowfall happening back at the main campus.

"Yuu!" The voice made them turn. It was Jack, jogging up to them from the spelldrive stadium. "What are you doing here?"

They waved the stack of papers they had in their hands, "Special delivery for one Leona Kingscholar from the Headmage."

"What the- Is that all winter homework?" Jack's ears twitched slightly. "That's a lot."

"It's make-up work for all the classes he skipped," Yuu glanced up curiously at the wolf. "Are you going home for the break?"

"Yeah," Jack's tail started swishing behind him. "I'm gonna go hit the slopes. It's been a while so I'm excited. What about you? Not that I'm interested in what you're doing during the break, but-"

"Yeah, yeah," Yuu was all but used to Jack's push and pull personality by now, and they found it quite amusing at times. "I'll be staying here. Crowley's got nothing yet, so it's not like I can go home."

"Hmm," Jack's expression turned contemplative. "If you tell me in advance next time, maybe my parents wouldn't mind having another person over. I could even teach you how to snowboard. It's not all that difficult." With the sparkle in the tall beastman's eyes and the little wag his tail was doing, Yuu felt something giddy in their chest.

Yuu smiled, genuine and soft, "Thanks for the offer, Jack. I'll take you up on it next time. I think they're waiting for you so..." They didn’t miss the way Jack's tail wagged harder before he turned around.

"See you next year, Yuu," Jack said, jogging back to the field. No doubt he was squeezing in a few more Spelldrive skirmishes before the day was over. Tomorrow they would be leaving for the mirror at around noon after all.

So Yuu continued their trek up to Leona's room. But no trip to Savanaclaw was complete without running into a certain hyena. Ruggie's face lit up as he saw them, slipping past the other students to get closer.

"Hey, hey, what brings the illustrious Yuu-kun over to these parts?" Ruggie's grin was sly as he made a show of looking around. "Are ya lookin' for someone? You got some food for a poor, hungry hyena?"

"Well, senpai-" A few students interrupted their talking, squeezing them against Ruggie. And Ruggie's hand barely brushed their side, but Yuu knew that he had already taken something. It was typical Ruggie behavior to take anything in their pockets anytime they met. He would always give it back, but Yuu learned to not place anything important there anytime the hyena was around. Just in case he was feeling particularly teasing and kept it from them too long.

"Woah! Is this that limited edition donut snack?" Ruggie's eyes glinted with hunger. "I thought Sam's was sold out of these."

"I got a bunch for Grim before they sold out and pocketed one just in case," Yuu shrugged. "I'm sure he won't mind one missing."

"Sounds like you’re after my own heart, shishishi~ Are you tryna date me, Prefect?" Ruggie tore open the snack to take a big bite. "Cuz I'd say yes. ‘Specially if you'd give me more snacks."

"Sorry, I'm too busy to be your sugar parent," Yuu ruffled his ears a little, ducking out of the way when Ruggie tried to nip their hand. "And too broke. Talk to you later, Ruggie."

"Leona-san's in his room by the way," The hyena called out. And huh, did Yuu ever tell him what they were here for? It really did surprise them whenever Ruggie became just a little too observant.

Making their way to the biggest and most luxurious room in all of Savanaclaw wasn't that difficult. The room's location was practically ingrained into their mind, especially after all the Azul business when they had shared a room with the lion for three days.

They opened the door as loud as they could, watching the lump by the name of Leona on the bed, who, unsurprisingly, didn't budge. Yuu sighed, placing the papers down before drawing the blinds, "Leo~na. Wake up already, I gotta tell you something important."

"Hmrph, five more minutes, Ruggie," The Housewarden mumbled right into his pillow. Oh, Yuu was not getting paid enough— or at all— for this…

They padded over, sitting on the bed, "Do I look like Ruggie to you?" Yuu reached a hand towards the sleeping lion, praying that he won't bite off their arm right away. Was this a bad idea? Maybe, but they needed him up, and they needed it to happen now. So they inched their hand closer and...oh so carefully stroked at one of his ears.

The reaction was instantaneous. Their hand was grabbed and they found themself with a mouthful of Leona's pillow in a blink of an eye. The lion was growling as he pinned them down from above. It was actually…getting kind of hard to breathe. But at least their arm was intact..? That was a plus.

"What the fuck are you doing in my room, herbivore?" His voice was hoarse with sleep but he sounded angry just the same.

Yuu tilted their head as best they could to the table, "Special delivery for Kingscholar-kun. With love from all our professors. I've been tasked to see to it that you actually do it."

The grip on their arm loosened a minuscule, "What's in it for you?"

"Not getting the heating or cooling bill rescinded by Crowley?" Leona's grumbling was too low for them to catch, but they swore they heard the words "stupid crow" and "ugh, extra work" before he finally let them go.

They breathed a sigh of relief, turning around only to be met with a head butt to the chin, "Oof- Uh, Leona...?"

"You disturbed my nap," Leona mumbled, face pressed against their shoulder. "You owe me sleep. So shut up and maybe I'll do that work." And Yuu just nodded, praying that they would be able to wake him next time. (It definitely wasn't because they could feel the stress melting off their shoulders just lying down in Leona's ultra soft and ultra warm bed, nope, definitely not.)

After making sure the lion was fully asleep, they ran a hand through his hair, gently detangling it. It wouldn't be any good if they fell asleep, so they put themself to work. And also it was…really nice how Leona’s throat rumbled a bit at the light petting. It wasn’t anything close to purring, but it still felt just as satisfying.

There was a stretch of silence before the door opened. Ruggie waltzed in before laughing at the sight of them, "Whatcha doing, Prefect? Hair grooming duty?"

"Senpai, could you...get me something to eat?" Yuu watched as he went over to filch Leona's wallet. The lion must let it happen on purpose now, leaving his wallet in the open like that. "I think I'm gonna be here all day at this rate."

"Cuz you're such a good kouhai that gave me that super tasty 'n super rare donut, Imma get you something," A sly look crossed the hyena's face. "Leona-san's treat, of course~"

Ruggie didn't take long to return with two sandwiches, a deluxe one for the prince and a normal kind for them. The Prefect noted that Ruggie returned the wallet to where it was at with precision before dancing out of the room with a bag of snacks in hand.

Okay so, the sun was almost set now. It had been more than thirty minutes, right? So they tried shaking Leona awake as best they could. And after shaking till their arms were aching, Leona finally stirred.

He pressed his face against their neck before he spoke, "What're you here to do again?"

Yuu, half-anxious he would bite their neck, tilted their head away from the lion, "I'm here to get you to do that makeup work. If you do all that, they'll forgive you for skipping class, so...just two hours a day?"

Leona snorted, before finally pulling away, "Why would I waste two hours that I could sleep away?"

"Please?" They tried. But by the expression on Leona's irritatingly handsome face a simple "please" wasn't going to sway him.

"Not a chance, herbivore," Leona smirked arrogantly, head propped up by a hand. "You gotta offer me something in return."

Something Leona wanted? That wasn't something they ever thought about. And yet they couldn't think about anything in their power that Leona would even want. His heavy stare wasn't really helping them with figuring all this out.

Wait. But...oh... That sounded like a horrible, terrible idea. But it would at least save them from freezing their butt off or getting a heat stroke if Crowley really went through with his threats.

"How about this?" They try to sit up, only to be tugged down by Leona. "Okay, okay, just listen."

"Hurry it up before I fall asleep." He yawned right after as if to emphasize his point. This insufferable bastard.

"You do work two hours a day. We can split it up, thirty minutes with naps and breaks in between," And Yuu took a breath. "And if you do that, you...get to have me as your servant for the rest of winter break.

Leona's ears twitched, "Why would I want that? I have Ruggie."

"Not an errand boy, a servant," Yuu huffed. "And besides, Ruggie's going home for the winter. You won't have to pay me. Whatever you say goes, since I'll be your faithful servant." Okay, Yuu was already regretting that “faithful” part, seeing the amusement in Leona's emerald eyes and the way his tail was whipping up a storm in interest.

"You mean I get to order you around for the rest of the holidays if I do some measly work?" Leona barked out a laugh. "Even that octo-punk would know what a deal this is.”

"Don’t make me regret this," Yuu sighed, a headache already forming. "It’s only for the break, alright?”

Leona grinned, though it was more a predator baring its teeth than a smile, "It's a pleasure having a new servant. No backing out now, herbivore."

And Great Seven, what did Yuu walk into?

There was something in Leona's eyes that told them it wouldn't be as simple as waiting on Leona hand-and-foot. There was something else. But Yuu couldn't exactly figure it out. Not when Leona was already settling down to do one of the many packets that Trein had so carefully put together with the smuggest expression still on his face.

"I'll do one paper today as advance payment," Leona’s piercing eyes gazed at them before his lips quirked. "Don't bother thinking I'll do the rest if I'm not satisfied with your service."

Yuu sat up immediately, "I shall do everything you ask, Leona-sama."

Leona's tail stopped moving, "That's creepy... Stop it."

"So you don't like Leona-sama? Then what about your highness."

He growled, "Don’t say that ever again."

"Uh, then. Mas...ter?" Yuu made eye contact with him before awkwardly looking away and coughing. "...Never mind, I'll just stick with Leona."

"You better, or else I'll turn this to dust right now," The beastman grouched, spinning a pencil in his hand.

With that cheerful comment, they watched Leona do his work whilst sitting on his bed. Occasionally Leona would flick his tail at them for staring too hard. They couldn't help it. Leona made a handsome figure when he was focused, something they rarely saw outside of during his Spelldrive matches. It was harder not to stare. But it didn’t take long for Leona to finish doing one of the dense packets that Trein had put together, which, again, had Yuu feeling envious. Times like this really showed how smart he really was when he tried.

"Oi herbivore," Leona called as they were leaving. "I want you here bright and early at six. Don't slack off on your first day."

"Yeah, yeah," Yuu waved him off. "Just make sure you're awake to actually greet me."

[ omake : a devious lion's plans ]

As soon as the herbivore left, Leona pulled out his phone. Although he hated calling people, he pressed on the dreaded number anyway. "Yeah, it's me," Leona sighed deeply.

“Leona! I take it you’ll be coming home?” He winced at the sheer volume of Falena’s voice. “Or have you accepted my offer?” The offer was that Cheka would stay at NRC instead of him coming back home for the winter. With the herbivore’s deal, it was easy to see which side he would take.

"Yeah, yeah, I'll take the brat,” He swore he heard his brother cheering over the line. “But only for a week. One week, no more than that.”

“No more than that,” He promised. “Oh, Cheka’s going to be so excite-”

“That means we're good right?” Leona interrupted, his ears already getting irritated from listening to Falena’s voice.

“More than good! I’m glad you’re doing this, we really appreciate it.”

And Leona wasn't exactly sure how to reply to that.

“Make sure he comes tomorrow at six,” the words rushed out, an attempt to fill in the silence.

“Bright and early as we like it,” Falena said. “We’ll send over his attendants with his stuff and after that, they’ll leave. Goodnight, little brother!”

“...Yeah, night," He dismissed the bitterness under his tongue, tossing his phone over to the couch.

He let a smirk curl onto his face when he went to lie down. This had to be the satisfaction someone felt when they killed two birds with one stone. It would be amusing to see how that herbivore would deal with the brat’s constant energy. And hey, he wasn’t abusing his authority over the herbivore, he was simply using the opportunity that walked up to him on their own two legs to have a peaceful time this winter break. All’s well that ends well. To Leona, tomorrow couldn’t come any quicker.

thanks for reading my leona/yuu brainrot ! comments and rbs are always appreciated <3 if you'd like to read more, check out my ao3 + masterlist !

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[idiotwhotalkstoomuch]

Haha, yeah Ace would absolutely do that!

I prefer a demon slayer Yuu though simply because of the angst potential. Since being a demon slayer is really dangerous, the prefect would obviously have a shit ton of scars so imagine how everyone would react to seeing them? Like in the event that the prefect is supposed to become the next pillar of a breathing technique, they’d have to be super skilled and have to fight a ton of powerful demons to reach that point so that just makes the amount of scars they have even higher!

Also during an overblot, maybe they get severely injured due to the debris flying everywhere but instead of being phased, they’re like; Tis but a scratch! But everyone else is like; No it’s not!

And the dorm heads after overblotting! Like if the prefect gets badly injured every time it happens which leaves a scar and they’re already aware of the other scars, they’d feel really bad for hurting the prefect, because they’ve already been through so much they deserve a peaceful life! Being at NRC, for the most part, has clearly given them the chance to truly act their age where they can also receive the help they need to work through their trauma and then because of the overblot, things are taking a few steps back again! Of course the prefect is like; “It’s fine, I’ve faced worse!” But that honestly just makes all of them feel worse because damn.

Knowing all this, I bet Crowley and everyone else would be reluctant to send the prefect back to their world cause they don’t want to see their friend suffer more pain.

Everyone is frankly quite horrified at the amount of scars they have on their body and how some of them are near parts of their body that could very well be fatal

They are 16! They should be going out pulling pranks and getting on the teachers’ nerves or being a good student preparing for their future not fighting in battles that could very well kill them

Crowley confiscated their sword because it’s dangerous to have in school but luckily they didn’t get through all those battles and be able to be a candidate to become a pillar only relying on their sword, they can make do with what they get

Despite Deuce’s horror at MC’s situation he’s also pretty curious on just what pillars are and about the demon slayer corps in general though of course he always goes about the topic gently despite the fact it really doesn’t MC that uncomfortable (he wants them to focus on having fun! Not fighting with their life on the line)

Ace takes it upon himself to make sure you have loads of fun in NRC and his shenanigans with MC are actually given some slack when MC is shown to be genuinely enjoying themselves (though he still gets punished, boi you thought)

Jack wants to protect them but also respects their strength so becomes more of MC’s self preservation because they don’t need to run into battle! There are magic wielded though MC can’t really be stopped when the situation escalates

Riddle would feel terrible if he scarred or injured you in any way (which considering he fought with rose bushes, I BET HAPPENED) and want to make it up to MC but MC is just dismissive of it insisting it’s okay when it’s not. (He gets Trey to teach him how to make tarts properly and gifts them to MC who accepts it cause free food!)

Leona on the outside is dismissive of the whole thing cause big whoop the kid has scars, not his problem. Inside however he does feel a little bad though considering the nature of his power they likely didn’t get too injured especially since when faced with demon blood arts that can send you flying without you even seeing (Reference: Yahaba’s demon blood art. The partner of the Temari demon), Leona’s muscles really doesn’t intimidate them

Azul feels pretty shitty about trying to take away their home after learning that they were okay with it for the most part because they didn’t really need sleep much anyway (seriously when do demon slayers sleep, they train in the day and fight demons to sunset the next day, if you think you can stay up all night become a demon slayer, they are on another level) but ultimately settles for treating them to a free treat in the Mostro Lounge and is off. He doesn’t like getting personally involved

Jamil was worried about his plans in all honesty with the fact that MC could see through him and is surprised when they approach him post overblot like he didn’t deceive them and send them flying with Grim. When MC explains he doesn’t need to feel alone, he just feels bad and mends their Haori as an apology (since he saw Riddle and Azul already apologize with food)

Vil didn’t insist on MC working with them since they had recovering wounds and scars that could possibly be aggravated by his strict training but they laugh off the idea his training is strict cause compared to demon slaying training it’s a breeze. When he accidentally injures them in his overblot (since he you know, DESTROYED THE STADIUM) as an apology he does something gets a gift personalized to something MC would actually like (since he luckily has Rook to find out what MC likes) and gets them some potions to speed up their recovery

The students would openly protest if MC was going to be sent home. They shouldn’t have to go back to such a bleak world where death is staring them at the face! They can just stay here and be a teenager!

MC however would insist on coming home because they still have precious loved ones at their home world who they wish to protect and they can’t just live a normal life here while their comrades are likely off fighting demons and possibly even the upper moons and Muzan Kibutsuji something that the students would reluctantly have to accept.

Okay so I know you prefer demon slayer! MC but Demon! MC has plenty angst potential too! I mean with some exceptions, most demons didn’t exactly want to become one because the life of a demon is not an easy one

They would be close to Malleus as a demon since they can only come out when it’s night and Malleus and his centuries of wisdom could be an interesting conversation buddy to the immortal (from everything but the sun and wisteria) demon.

Demon! MC would be way more nonchalant about taking hits than a demon slayer! MC because hey! Their arm might’ve been blown off but it’s already regenerating and since none of the guys have sun powers or Nichirin blades, they can only be killed by being pushed into the sunlight (which no one is possibly an asshole enough to do when they saw what happened to them after Crowley dragged them off to get some sunlight cause “it’s good for them”).

Demons feel the pain of their injuries (ex: Nezuko wincing when her leg was blown off by the Temari demon and the Temari demon’s death) so them using themselves as a meat shield while practical makes the NRC students feel awful when they recall them remarking on cutting themselves the other day or some other passing comment of pain cause they can feel it but take every hit.

The Pomefiore students and Crewel night even volunteer to work on a potion that could get them some form of sun resistance after a near miss after an overblot attack where the sun got exposed to them and if it wasn’t for Adeuce tackling them and hiding them under their bodies they surely would’ve been nothing but ash but MC just laughs bitterly at the idea of sun resistance as it’s after all what “that man” desires most

With demon! Mc being sent home, demon! Mc might actually accept staying in Twisted Wonderland unless they’re someone like Tamayo who’s actively making something to work against Muzan though if they’re just a demon with humanity still in them trying to survive I imagine they would actually like to stay which would make a happy ending but still full of angst potential

[twsty-lav]

Lets be real, if yuu took over Crowley's body the other teachers wouldent do a thing to stop them. Yuu may have only the vaguest idea of how to run a school but its still leagues better than what Crowley considers appropriate. Yuu is so blatently not Crowley but the others just pretend not no notice b/c NRC is the most successful its been aver since Crowley took over.

lLSDFKJSDFKLJ the joke is that they noticed the fucking MOMENT yuu took over because they address the teachers with super respectful honorifics (they’re like literally 17 at heart).... and they’re like. fuck someone took over the headmaster! they must be strong as shit!!! the teachers should bide their time to strike back!!!!!!!!!!!!!

three days later “you know what. this is actually fine. lets leave him be i’m sure he’ll be a ok.”  

Like, it’s just THAT fucking obvious that yuu is just a fucking baby trying their best and has no idea what’s going on that the staff just slowly. adopt them. hello small child in a strange world. do not worry we will help u.

And thus begins the charade... 

- When Trein finds them staring aimlessly at the desk, he takes the time to  casually “remind” Yuu of where the daily paperwork drawer is

- finds them passed out at the paperwork desk after doing their best to read through legal jargon and just finishes it for them not that thats different from normal

- Crewel pretends he didn’t choke on his tea when yuu calls him ‘Mr Crewel sir’ in the most serious face possible

- He also fixes yuu’s SUPERBLY shitty signature forgeries like lmfao kid.... u tried. 

- Vargas ‘accidentally’ breaks open crowley’s door (because literally none of them know where he left his dorm keys...)

- Coincidentally ‘gets lost’ from time to time to go find yuu (who has ACTUALLY gotten lost) and guide them to the right place

sam takes bets on how long it’ll go

- Yeah they should PROBABLY be more concerned about the fact that their headmaster just fucking dipped but this is actually kind of cute, in a weird creepy way. 

- and they shouldn’t let the doppleganger know that THEY know, right??? hahaha anyways sure hope crowley comes back soon

- jk they’re actually researching hard in the background but its really fucking obvious that yuu has no idea what the fuck is going on. so they’ll let the kid breathe lmao

(meanwhile, astral crowley is sulking in the back of his own head as the staff leave him to the wolves! sorry clown!!! we’ve got a new ringmaster for this wholeass circus!!!!) 

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yuu: exists

ashton 🤝 crewel 🤝 trein: child

[asexualbuthorny]

Sah dudes

I felt things today and I didn’t like them so once again I bestow upon you my dumbass opinions about fictional men. On todays menu we have once again twisted wonderland.

I feel a kind of affection towards this fandom so I can't say many negative things but if Im bitter anytime soon the slander will come.

These are my a/b/o headcanons for the characters. Enjoy!

I see Riddle as an alpha. I just think his personality fits the dynamic. Although he still has to unlearn some toxic shit about the dynamics. He's just misguided but would make a great alpha.

Trey is a beta no arguments. Just look at him. If that man doesn't scream beta to you I don't know what you're smoking.

Cater is an omega. I can see him as a beta too tho. But he's closer to an omega to me. He just has this vibe of a mischevious omega. Idk.

Ace is an omega I don't know what to tell you. He's one of them bratty ones that go soft during their heats. This might just be the sub!ace agenda talking but I just want to bully him. Imagine him talking shit and getting his ass handed to him by someone stronger. Im sorry I just want him on his knees.

Deuce is a very kind and nice alpha. He does his best to care for the other dynamics. His attempts are not always succsesful and may come off as patronizing but he means well.

Leona is an omega. Lol imagine the strong and independant lion a sweet little omega. With his attitude everyone keeps saying that he couldn’t find a mate but he doesn't care. (good for him. Stay single king). Plus the inferiority complex. It just goes with his character shtick.

Ruggie is a beta. I just can't see him as anything else. Like I mentioned in my other post I don't think much about him.

Jack is an alpha through and through. He tries so hard to pretend that he doesn't care but at the same time he's protecting everyone he considers his pack. Goodest boy.

Azul is a beta. Some may see him as an alpha but he has that beta vibe. I mean he has his whole serious competent buisiness man thing going on and the beta dynamic seems to fit him the best.

Both of the leech brothers are alphas. No argument there. Jade is just better at self control than floyd.

Kalim is a sunshiny omega. He just radiates that energy ya know. He's a little naive so some might try to take advantage but he has jamil to save him.

Jamil is a beta. He could be an alpha but his whole 'servant' thing just fits a beta better imo. He absolutely helps kalim through his heats not in that way ya nasties.

Vil is a beta. I think it helps with his whole 'cold beauty' thing. The neutrality of betas if know what I mean. I don't see him as anything else. Plus this is inferiority complex pt. 2. Cause neige(? That how you spell it) is an adorable little omega who everyone loves while vil is ureachable and unaffected.

Rook I think could be all. He has mixed vibes. I don't see a set dinamic for him.

Epel is a tiny alpha but an aplha nonetheless. You could make him an omega to add to the whole 'wanting to be manly' but being an alpha with a small build could also add to his goal of getting stronger and being a 'true alpha'.

Idia is either a beta or an omega. Beta more likely tho. He just looks like it too me. Plus his whole personality doesn't really fit the other two.

Ortho is a robot so none for him. Could have been a alpha in life tho.

Sebek is a very loud alpha. He was thaught to respect all dynamics so none of that bullshit here (still sees humans as weak tho). Uses his alpha status to try and reign other students in. He fails. And gets bonked on the head for trying to force his way. He's still young and learning.

Silver is a beta. Like look at that man. Sleepyheadass has no time for heats or ruts.

Lilia is a very old omega who's seen some shit and is done with alphas bullshit. Like say shit about omegas bein weak and he will beat you to death. Thaught all his kids to respec everyone regardless of dynamic. Good dad 10/10.

Malleus is a beta. I know some of y'all might say smth like 'he' s obviously an alpha just look at him' hahahahahahah no. I have a feeling that he'd get the alpha label purely because he's a dragon, a prince and a powerful wizard. But he resembles a beta the most to me. His whole demeanor just doesn't point to him being an alpha. I might be misunderstanding his character tho.

I'll include the staff this time.

Crowley seems like a very obnoxious alpha or a very stupid and irresponsible omega. Take your pick cause I don't like this man

Crewel I think is an omega. It just fits him imo. Plus he has all these chemicals to hide his scent and help with heats. He could be the schools dad/nurse for the omega students. His personality doesn't really fit an omega but imagining him as anything else makes me feel icky so I'll leave it at that.

Trein is eithe a beta or an alpha. He's so calm he could be a beta but he's also old which could mean thay he's just an alpha that's mellowed out over the years.

Ashton is as alpha as an alpha can get. If you google alpha you'll see this mans photo. He doesn't discriminate tho. Everyone can be strong if they put enough work into it.

Sam is a beta. He just seems like it idk. I don't know much about him sooo...

I think that mc/yuu would start out whithout a dynamic sine they're not from this world so 8n the meantime they'd get to be a beta. But later they would develop a dynamic to better fir their world (or stay as they are this depends onhow you would like the story to go).

Now this goes a little into the spicy side of things buut. In my uuhhh little daydreams that spawned this post yuu would develop into an alpha so they could have some upper ground. But that's jaust cause im always on that dom!mc/reader agenda.

But the possibility of them staying without dynamic is also interesting because they ARE a 'beta' but they don't sexactly act like one.

I'll go back to my daydreams now.

There’s probably a bunch of spelling mistakes in here so let's just ignore that.

[astringofmadhousefloozies]

Birthday Sequence

Three friends have their birthday in a month of each other, and the parties get progressively more interesting. Content warnings for coarse language, offscreen sexuality, underage drinking and the consequences thereof.

As always, check my Twisted Wonderland Fanfiction tag for more, let me know if you enjoyed reading, and if you want to chat or ask a question, my askbox is open.

~*~*~*~

"You look great."

Idia made a whine you were certain they could hear in Savannahclaw and put his face in his hands. "Why did no one tell me about the birthday event?"

"I dunno, because we'd all assumed you'd seen everyone else put on the prissy little birthday boy suit and dance around like an idiot while I did an interview, and realized you weren't exempt."

"But why didn't you make Crowley skip me?" He looked ready to cry, so you you got up on tiptoes to kiss his nose and dry his tears, which simply had the opposite effect.

"Because maybe I wanted to see you dressed up pretty for a change?"

He just groaned. "Wasn't the festival enough?"

"Never enough; not with you. I'll make sure me and Ortho are your bodyguards, okay? Now, get out there and pretend they're all in their underwear. I got a present on the table for you. And..."

"And?"

"If you're truly overwhelmed, I'll bring you back here to hide, and get you out of the monkey suit myself."

It took him three seconds to turn a truly absurd shade of pink, and flee out the door of his room. The only thing scarier than a crowd where you're the center of attention is a lover who's relentless in voicing her attraction, if you're a neurotic dweeb with a molten core of self-hatred.

~*~*~*~

He'd relaxed somewhat as the presents went on. After checking with each person if they'd rather he open it now or in private (shuddering every time someone said now, in fear of bad reactions), he'd so far wound up with a super mega deluxe vinyl release of the Moirai's most recent album (despite not owning a record player, but it came with the digital album and lots of feelers so he still liked it very much), piles of sweets, and wouldn't have to pay for the subscriptions on most of his game for at least two years. And, he still had a pile to go through.

"Who's this one?"

"That's me. Go ahead."

He lifted the lid off the box, and took out a little creature, a sofubi toy of transluscent grey plastic painted with pearly stripes and shiny green eyes. "I've never seen this Nyarochi before." He turned it this way and that, a small smile on his lips. "Where'd you get this?"

"I got it blank at that second hand shop you showed me."

"... Blank." You could see the gears turning.

"Why do you think I asked to borrow your airbrush?"

Turning, turning... there we go. "You did this?"

"Yeah, dude. One of a kind, just for you."

He looked back and forth between you and the toy, smile growing. Once finally settled on you, he lit up - literally; his hair let out a bright, sparking burst that left spots in your eyes. You think he might have said thank you, you were too busy reeling from the sweetness of his expression, all directed at you, and little Nyarochi was tucked in his jacket pocket until he finally left for his room, you in tow.

~*~*~*~

"Hey Sam."

"Hey, Yuu. What can I get for you this fine day?"

"I got a list. I'm making something for Lilia. Did you know he's a new year's baby?"

"I did!" Sam scanned the list, only to set it down and raise an eyebrow at you. "I have much of this, and can order almost all the rest. You do know I'm not allowed to sell alcohol to a minor."

"It ain't for me, though. Do you know where I can get it?"

He shuffled around in a drawer before sliding a card across the table. "In Stock Now! The solution to your problem."

It was your turn to raise an eyebrow. "Sam. Does Crowley know you're selling fake IDs?" Your turned it over. "Really, really good fake IDs?"

"Crowley lets me do what I want, because I might stop doing what he wants."

You laughed. "Gross. Alright, I don't know the price, but can I get a discount if I help you stock a few weekends?"

"I'll do layaway just for you, if you come in next week."

~*~*~*~

"Yuu!" Lilia leapt at you, and you swung him around in a hug. "It's so great to have you here! Where's my loot?"

"I got to finish it, let me go a minute."

He did, and watched with interest as you set up from your cooler. You ran a lime around the rim of a glass, and crust it with red salt before filling it with ice.

"Yuuuuuuu. My little darling. You know I'm too young to drink."

"No you're not, dude. it's an open secret, like what happens in that shed behind the gym stays there and you don't get admitted to NRC if you're completely heterosexual." You added the mix to the glass, before tossing in a celery stick and sliding it over to him.

He barked out a laugh and took the glass. "That's true all right." He sipped at it and smiled. "What is it?"

"At home they call it a Caesar. I made up a shitton and I'm leaving you with the recipe, which you have to follow. I figure you liked your tomato juice, so..."

"It is just my taste. Thank you." You'd only blinked, and he'd already finished it and slid the glass back. "More, please."

~*~*~*~

You'd learned two things tonight, of which you'd only dimly suspected one. The first was that Lilia could probably drink the entire school under the table, staff and ghosts included. The second, far more interesting thing, was that when tipsy, Lil talked about his past, and in his past, he truly redefined the meaning of "absolute slut".

Looking like a particularly cute teenybopper had not stopped him from fucking his way through most of the Court of Thorns, and a great deal of the places he'd visited, in ways both inventive and more than occasionally disturbing. You really, really ought to stop him; poor Mal was standing out on the balcony with his fingers in his ears, singing very loudly to drown out the noise, but you were too busy taking notes. Kalim was listening to his fellow Light Music Club member in awe, and Cater had been recording for the past forty five minutes, though you were pretty sure if he uploaded any of this his Magicam account would get permabanned for pornographic content.

"And that's when his sister - fabulous woman, cunt like a ripe fig and she'd start giggling every time you..." he stopped and swirled his empty glass. "Where'd my drink go?"

"You drank it all, dear. There's none left."

"Aww. Why'd I have to share it all." He set his glass down and plucked the half-full one from in front of Silver's sleeping form. "Hey, did I ever tell you what I got up to with his," nodding out towards Malleus,"his grandmother?"

You never found out, as Mal simply bodied him clean across the room before any more could be said.

~*~*~*~

"Vil."

"What."

"Can I borrow your lab equipment?"

He narrowed his eyes. "Why."

"I wanna make perfume."

He brightened. "Finally decided to stop smelling like a haunted house?"

"Vil, I actually pay real money for perfume that smells like a haunted house. I have multiple. Sometimes I layer them, to mix with the natural scent of the haunted house I already live in. And it's not for me, though if this works I might try to make stuff for myself."

He wrinkled his nose at you, somehow not creasing his makeup. "Why should I help you?"

You thought about it, and then shrugged. "Well. Why not?"

"... I hate that I can't argue with that. Come on."

~*~*~*~

You have no idea if the party was sedate because of the relatively few people outside of Diasomnia, or because everyone was scared of potential etiquette breaches. You could not complain either way; parties wore on you as they went on and Idia hadn't tried to leave in fear. Either way, Mal was starting to go from blandly cheerful host to fretful.

"What if there is too much cake? I don't wan't to have to finish it."

"You don't have to, dude. Cake's for sharing."

"When I was young, I was the only person at my party who wasn't a servant. So I would end up eating the entire cake by myself, every time." He stared off into the middle distance. "I don't really like cake."

"That's the single saddest thing I have ever heard in my entire life, holy shit dude."

"Why have a cake then, if you don't like it?" Idia was halfway through his piece. Third piece, actually. You envied his capacity to eat what seemed like his weight in buttercreme and not get nauseous, even if you worried for his pancreas.

"Tradition," Mal said, as if he was explaining the most obvious thing in the world.

"You should have done an ice cream cake, then. You actually like that."

"That is an option?" He paused, eyes full of wonder. "What else can be ice cream?"

You cut in before Malleus could continue down a road of ice-cream-everything. "You know, if you're that worried about leftovers, why not send a wrapped slice with the thank you cards for the gifts? Gets rid of it all so you won't be compelled to eat it ‘til you're sick."

Mal instantly grabbed you. "You are a brilliant, amazing, genius of a person. I'm glad you're my Son of Man and I like you very much."

Idia gave the tinest of coughs, looking towards the poison-coloured flames in the fireplace.

"You are mine too. I like the special case for my Dragon-Kun very much."

"Thought you would." He smiled down at his plate.

"Oh, shit, yeah. Here's mine." You brought the bag out from behind your seat and handed it over; Mal shredding it in his excitement.

"... What is this?" the box inside revealed a set of five amber bottles with screw-on tops.

"Your own special perfume blend. Rose petals from the Heartslabyul garden, blackberries, and the fruit of a blackthorn tree." You leaned back in your seat and struggled not to laugh at your own hideous pun. "I call it Feeling Thorny."

Good thing the box was well padded, because he dropped it in his laughter. Idia, bless his heart, wound up choking on some of the cake and needed an entire glass of water to stop coughing.

"I got the goods!" Lilia and Sebek had returned, the latter glowering at you over the top of a dusty crate as though he'd assumed you'd simply eat his precious prince alive the second his back was turned.

"What's the goods, Lil."

"Well, he's got friends he made here for this party, so I figured I'd crack something open from my stash." He pried the top of the crate with his bare hands, which would have made you need to sit down if you hadn't been already. "Saving this for a special occasion."

"Lilia, there's no need to bring that out for us."

"Nonsense! You deserve it! And this party's too damned slow. A little wine will be just the thing, and this is very light stuff, you'll all be fine."

You doubted that, but still accepted the glass of liquid gold when offered. It smelled sweet and floral, and to your pleasant surprise, did not taste like fermented misery when sipped.

Wait a minute.

"Lil, if I drink the fairy wine, I don't have to go live in the Valley of Thorns forever, do I?"

Malleus, seizing opportunity, sad "Yes" at the same time Lilia said "No" and Lil elbowed Mal in the ribs for it. "I'm not invoking any of our more traditional rules of hospitality. If I must," he said, elbowing Mal again before he could try to weave anything, "Let this be in return for being such wonderful friends to both me and my boy."

"I'll accept it." You sipped more as Silver wandered over and leaned over Idia for a glass himself. Idia simply drained his own to try and distract himself from the proximity of him before the anxiety kicked into high gear. Maybe it would vanish entirely if you got him profoundly drunk, you thought to yourself, but that wasn't something you wanted to try. He had enough issues without his deciding alcoholism was the solution to his problems.

Time to settle down and enjoy the evening. The wine didn't feel like anything, so what could possibly happen?

~*~*~*~

You woke up with a pounding head, your party clothes in disarray, and new and interesting pains. You examined yourself and your surroundings, and let things come back naturally.

Lilia, being very generous with his bottles, to the point of not letting a glass go empty at any point. Malleus sitting with his legs crossed and head in his hands, gazing warmly and not without hunger at a both very animated and disheveled Idia as he talked. You getting up to leave, and sitting right back down because your legs didn't work, so you'd simply...

Simply wound up here in Mal's bed, instead of home. With both of your boys.

The evidence wasn't the best. No telltale soreness, but you had a number of new and interesting bite marks, including one very high on your inner thigh with the dentition clearly showing fangs. Your underwear was in place, even if the tule of your pannier was shredded, so you didn't think you'd done anything more than very heavy petting. And to tell the truth? The idea of having done anything more didn't bother you - truly, there weren't other people you'd rather have done it with - but the idea that you had? And you couldn't recall all the fun details? Agonizing.

You leaned over, holding your head, to brush the hair off of Mal's face. He looked at ease, and had managed to slot himself into his weird pillows, so at least he wouldn't wake up with a crick in his neck.. You checked your boyfriend, clinging to Mal's far side like a lanky blue limpet. On his collarbone, at the spot where you preferred to leave your own marks, was a bite similar to the one on your leg. You had to turn away at the sight; the images it brought to your mind left your flushed and dizzy with want despite your pain. How fun, to learn new and interesting things about yourself.

Idia stirred and sat up. He looked to you, to Mal, to you again. His face had no expression beyond starting to turn rapidly grey and sweaty.

You pointed. "That door."

He nodded once before stumbling off to bed and through the bathroom door, to puke away his hangover.

Alright, next step. You poked at your sleeping friend. "Mal. You alive?"

He opened both eyes, bloodshot with a hair-thin pupil, and started making a noise akin to a base boosted tea kettle up 'til you placed a pillow over his head to shut him up. Fortunately, it worked immediately, he lay where he was like an idiot until adjusting it so the pillow merely blocked the top of his face.

"Yuu. How are you feeling?"

You thought about it. "Like I got run through a laundry press. You?"

He smacked his lips and ran his tongue over his teeth. "My mouth has grown fur."

"Wonderful."

"Light hurts."

"Par for the course."

"I'm not sure what else yet. Where is Shroud?"

Another bout of heaving from Malleus's bathroom answered that thoroughly.

Mal pouted. "Poor thing. He didn't even have that much."

"We all had enough. I'm still remembering bits and pieces."

He reached towards you and grabbed your arm, squeezing. "You are... you..." As much as he struggled for the words, the anxiety in his voice made the meaning clear enough.

"I'm not upset over any of it. I just hate that I don't recall it clearly yet." You extracted your arm from his grasp, and slid off the bed. "I'm gonna get water from the hall bathroom. You want any?"

He smacked his lips again, and smiled, wider than you'd ever seen him do before, specks of blood still crusted in the grooves of his teeth. "I can still taste you on my tongue. I never want it to fade."

"Hhhhhholy shit you need water. Bye." You left to try and hide the wobbling in your legs that wasn't from the hangover.

~*~*~*~

"You."

You stopped, and stared. It took an entire four seconds to realize that the large, half-dressed green bean glaring at you from the doorway was Sebek before he styled his hair in the morning. "You mean like, my name, or just me in general?"

He pointed a finger, hissing out his words. "You finally did it! You evil little minx."

"I didn't, actually, or at least not what you think."

He kept going, trying to keep his voice down. "You've seduced Lord Malleus! And now you're going to try and steal the crown."

What in the actual fuck. And he wasn't done yet. "You cruel temptress! Leading him on just so that you could become a queen our people would detest! My poor lord, at the whims of some-"

"Hey, you jealous there, Zig? You mad you aren't serving him all ways? If you want his dick so bad-"

"Shhhhhhhhh!" He looked over his shoulder, back inside, before glaring back at you. "I couldn't do that in good conscience! Lord Malleus deserves someone who holds only him in their heart. He's not my whole heart, so I wouldn't try. You, you have damn near everyone here wrapped around your fingers! And it's still not enough for you!"

"Sebek! He is my friend. And I give zero fucks about the whole throne thing, just so you know. Why would I want to be a queen? That shit sounds exhausting. And he isn't going to ascend until my great grandkids are in the dirt, so, yanno, shit planning if I tried."

Sebek was trying to think of a rebuttal when a pair of hands squeezed him from behind. "Stop yelling. I'm going to brush my teeth." Silver let go and circled around, dragging his hand along Sebek's waist as he did. "Be ready when I'm back." With that, he walked past you with his small smirk to the bathroom you'd just exited, wearing nothing but one of Sebek's shirts.

You watched the hemline skirting the back of his thighs with entirely too much interest before looking back at Sebek. "God damn, dude."

"Say anything else and I will throw you out the window."

~*~*~*~

Mal had traded his bed for sitting on the floor, braced against the wall by the bathroom. He'd managed to close the drapes against the garish light of morning, and the sounds from beyond the wall had changed from sickness to a running shower as you gave Mal a cup. "Drink up, asshole."

"How am I an asshole?"

"Because it's your birthday we all got drunk at."

"Please blame Lilia for that. Fairy wine is not something humans should start the evening with." He sipped the water and grimaced.

"Taste bad?"

"I forgot I didn't want to put anything else in my mouth after you."

"Mal, no. There won't be a repeat, even if I don't really regret it."

He looked at you with heart about to break. "Why not?"

"It's not fair to either of you! I love you dearly, but I'm not in love with you. I'm in love with him." You sighed. Even as more of last night came back, you realized you may have broken the whole thing beyond repair. "And how would you like it if you saw me running around with someone else? Don't say you wouldn't be jealous. You've got a five mile streak of it."

Mal was silent, before saying very quietly, "I don't mind so much after having him too."

"Yeah, well." You put your head in your hands. "You're sure he didn't jump out the window to hide in his room forever after that?"

Mal knocked againt the door, wincing at the noise. "Idia? You are present? You're alive in there?"

A few moments before that shaky reply of "I'm not sure, check in five minutes."

Mal smiled. "That's promising, is it not?"

"You know I can hear you out there, right?"

"I didn't."

"I can." More silence. "Also, the window doesn't open."

You quirked your mouth. "Is the shower helping? I might need a turn."

"Some."

"Do you want to talk about last night?"

More silence, before a small, "Not yet," as the shower shut off. "Can I borrow a robe? My clothes are wet."

"Go ahead, Idia."

He exited in a cloud of steam and purple-black terrycloth, and simply laid down on the floor, gripping it as if he would fly off.

"Still bad?"

He noded, cheek pressed against the floor. Fresh from the water, his hair was low enough that you could make out the actual hair on his head, each glowing like the finest fiber optic thread.

"Well. I don't think any of us are going to class today. So stay as long as you need to."

"Thank god, I don't want to try those damned stairs until my head's on right." You thought to yourself for a moment. "Is Ortho okay?"

Idia actually managed a smile. "I told him I was thinking of staying over and trying to activate event flags."

It took you a moment to understand the implications of that. "Noooo. This was not your idea."

"Mal wasn't. But. Ummmmm." He held up a hand and wiggled it. "He was there?"

"Your boyfriend is interestingly pliable when someone puts their mouth on him. A trait you both share, actually."

You felt ready to burst into flames. This could not be happening. "So who's idea was you getting under my skirts, Mal? That bruise is going to last weeks."

"Yours, actually. You wouldn't let go of my horns until you were satisfied."

The memory of that, and more, hit you like a transport truck, and you simply laid down and refused to say anything until Lilia burst in, disgustingly chipper and with a platter of burnt toast to chew on until the worst of the hangover was gone.

[lyricinwonderland]

Shao

Name: Shao. Just...Shao.

Age: 17

Pronouns: She/they/him, preferred in that order. She’s got three finals due tomorrow, and you’re asking her about gender?

Sexuality: Asexual

Dormitory: Ramshackle

Description:

Shao is my take on the main character, Yuu. She’s based on my Lobotomy Corps OC of the same name, and takes much of her personality from that, which can be summarized as “hard-working, tired, and so fucking done.” Gets really exasperated at the shit Grim and Ace + Deuce drag her into, but she’s quick to bail them out. 

Unique Magic: None. Unless you count running on zero sleep for days as a talent.

Love Interest?: So far? Nobody’s really piqued my interest as a partner for Shao. I really like her, Ace, Grim, and Deuce as a friend group, though. Friends with Malleus, and a number of the other students like Kalim.

Fun Facts:

Just sighs whenever Crowley gives her a job. Yeah, yup, sure.

Isn’t in any actual hurry to go back home, though everybody using magic and making things difficult is a pain in the ass for her.

The Twelfth Apostle.

My voiceclaim for her is Haruhi from the english dub of Ouran High School Host Club.