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lynnie-ee · 2 years

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thank you for your answer! if you don't mind, could you please write headcanons for a romantic poly Ruggie x fem!reader x Jade? in which reader is very artistic and affectionate! of course, if you don't want to write a poly for these specific characters, separated headcanons are fine as well!

╰┈➤"Why date just one vicehousewarden when you could be with two of them? Just be careful, they work quite a lot."

╰►Intended female reader but I realized I didn’t use any specific pronoun though, headcannons, 644 words.

╰►Note: Thanks for requesting! English is not my first language, so feel free to tell me if there's any grammatical mistake <3.

╰►Masterlist.

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➼ It’s easy to think a polyamorous relationship wouldn’t work with them, at the beginning. Ruggie doesn’t like to share, and Jade would rather have your eyes focusing only on him. But they’ll be willing to change their perspective for you…and the food, of course.

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➼ Besides the mutual affection they felt for you, they also started to get along when they realized they had more things in common. Jade loves to cook (mushrooms) and Ruggie won’t deny any free food that’s offered to him…And that’s how they manage to improve the relationship between you three.

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➼ They’re the kind of boys to never let you alone, even if you think you are. Not in an invasive way, of course. Like, if you’re alone or with your friends and you feel someone’s periodically gazing at you, it’ll probably be one of them. Or both.

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➼ Ruggie likes to check on you regularly while he runs to complete Leona’s errands, and he’ll also look for you as soon as he gets free time, sometimes he even brings extra food he got or a small treat he bought with a great discount.

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➼ Jade also watches you from afar if he sees you’re with your first-year friends, but he’s the kind to bring you stuff he sees you might need. A pencil before your class, an energy drink if you look sleepy, or a hair tie if you have long hair.

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➼ Of course, is natural for you to want to do something in return. No matter what’s your love language, they’ll be more than pleased with any demonstration of affection. If you’re artistic, any kind of git will be cherished by the boys; if it’s a painting, Jade will hang it next to his terrariums, if it’s a small sculpture, Ruggie will save it with his most treasured belongings.

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➼ And if you tend to be clingy or you like to cuddle, they’ll be more than happy to indulge you…As soon as they have time, of course. It’s rare for them to be free at the same time, so they’ll most likely spend time with you when the other is busy. Jade might be closer to you during school hours before his shift at Mostro Lounge starts, and Ruggie will be next to you during the afternoon, while Leona takes his nap.

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➼ But when the weekend arrives, it’s when you’ll be able to see them more. They still have things to do, but they manage to set dates that compensate for their possible lack of presence during school days. Dates at Ramshackle dorm are more common, as both of them cook lunch and you pick a movie for later. The three of you eat while chatting about how much work all of you had, among a lot of other things. Then, it's expected for you to go to the couch, sitting with your back resting on Jade’s chest, while you pet Ruggie’s head, as he’s resting it on your lap.

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➼ If you decide to walk towards the city, it’ll be up to you if you want to show a little bit of PDA, just a bit. Not any kind of passionate kiss or something, as they’re both more comfortable doing so in private, but if you hold both of their hands as you walk through the streets, any of them will complain.

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➼ In general, it’s a nice relationship as soon as they get used to each other’s presence and combine their interests and schedules to improve the way all of you spend time together, and you’ll get a lot of help from them, as they want to ease the amount of stress you go through thanks to the workload Crowley gives you. Just two nice boys being lovely, you could say. Even if your friends don’t seem to agree with you on your description of your partners. They’re still scared of them after the overblots incidents.

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lynnie-ee · 2 years

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True love’s kiss.

╰┈➤"To be reckless is part of human nature, but could that lead you to lose your mortality to be with the fae you love?"

╰►Gender neutral reader, oneshot, 1.3k words.

╰►Note: English is not my first language, so feel free to tell me if there's any grammatical mistake <3.

╰►Masterlist.

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“Ah! Sorry! I didn’t think I’d find anyone here at this hour, haha…Hi, my name is (Y/N), who are you?”

Humans are quite interesting…

“My friends, you say? Yeah, I got detention because of them, those boys…”

Humans are also troublesome.

“I like you, Malleus.”

But they’re also precious, lovable.

After living for so long, the future ruler of Briar Valley never thought he’d find something unique, having already watched reigns rise and fall, people who were born and died in the blink of an eye, humans who remained as distant as possible from him.

What a surprise was to find such a special jewel in a place full of dull rocks.

“I love you.”

He was sure of it; if there was anything to love, it was his human. Nothing could be more valuable, not even the riches that were protected at his castle, or the gold of his future crown. Every single diamond could be seen as pathetic if it was compared to the beauty of his beloved.

“…Do you?”

But to encounter himself being questioned by his adored prefect; he would never believe it.

Humans can be confusing…

It was natural for humans to be captured by doubt; he knew. But wasn’t his treasure different from the rest? Hadn’t he always reassured them of his unconditional love? Didn’t they already build the so-called base of a relationship, the trust between two souls that cherished each other?

He was sure they did.

Which was the reason why he was perplexed at the sight of the beautiful eyes of his partner being clouded by insecurity, the shadow of the always terrible fear, and their words that seemed to emerge from the most atrocious of sorrows.

But who could blame the prefect?

They were just human, after all. Wasn’t that usual for them?

To be doubtful, to be suspicious of the words of a fae, to live in uncertainty. To be scared and want to run away. Weren’t they living to be the purest essence of being human?

Yet, the contradiction of wanting to leave the love of their life or wanting to stay with him was too strong, too confusing.

(Y/n) was scared, terrified, afraid. Not of Malleus, but of themselves.

Because who were they, to receive such affection from the highest noble of an entire nation?

Malleus was beautiful; more than everything they had ever seen. Stronger, wiser, gentler. The prefect never thought they’d fall in love with someone who could create and destroy at his will with the snap of his fingers. Great Sevens, they couldn't even recall how many times didn’t he declare his love, promising he would give them the world and stars if they wanted him to do so.

The prefect didn’t know how, but they slowly started to be afraid of their own mortality.

Every kiss was a taste of an endless life span, every hug surrounded them by the greatest power a person could desire, and every caress had the touch of a hundred years.

How they wished to share the same timeless brightness of his green eyes.

Humans are greedy.

“Of course, dearest. Have I ever lied to you?”

Malleus stroked gently the face of his confused partner; a distant behavior set on their expression. They let out a tired sigh, feeling a part of their humanity scaping through the air.

“No, I’m trustful that you’ll never do that. So, tell me, do you think this is right?”

“Would you mind explaining to me what you mean by that?”

“I’ll die, Malleus.”

Humans are fragile.

An unsettling silence surrounded them, the fae’s features contorting into an unusual sorrow, one that was never shown to anyone else, because every single emotion was reserved only for his angel.

An angel that was now declaring its end.

“I’m a human, magicless and dumb. Do you think it’s fine for you to allow a future ruler to fall in love with someone that could perish at the most minimal damage? Someone that would never fittable to accompany you? Someone that can take all the love from you and then leave forever? You don’t deserve it; we both know that.”

“Yet you’re also deserving of being loved, and I’d never allow no harm to reach you- ”

“There are dangers you can’t protect me from; time has never stopped for anyone, and I won’t be an exception.”

They both stared at each other, desolation and hesitation in each gaze, as the prefect raised their hand to hold one of the hands of the Diasomnia dorm leader.

“I’m asking you to leave me before I do. Forget about me, and find someone that can be at your side without caring about how many years are left. Maybe a princess or a noble from Briar Valley, as long as they can accompany you for longer-"

"I don't desire to be with anyone else." The fae interrupted, gently squeezing the hand his beloved held. "You could leave at this moment and I'd still love you for as long as I exist in this world. I don’t care about princesses or nobles because there's no title worthy enough to forget about you; not even the pain of a lifetime won't change that."

"Malleus..."

The human could only keep their head towards the ground, tears already shimmering at the corner of their eyes, wondering about the future of the person they cherished the most in that twisted land.

"I've never been scared of dying before, not like this. But now, when I think about passing away, all I can picture is your suffering. I know you'll love no matter what, but I promised to protect you, and that includes not letting you go through that torment."

The Diasomnia third-year couldn't avoid chucking, even when it seemed out of place due to the situation. Then, he used his free hand to softly tilt the prefect's face towards him, so he could erase every trace of tears with the utmost delicacy.

"To say you'd be the one to protect me...You never stop amazing me, my Child of Man. But I'm afraid I can't allow you to experience such cruelty just because of me, can I? If my grandmother knew the future king of Briar Valley is bothering his future spouse, what a disgrace would that be." He smiled faintly, adjusting the position of his hand to hold them more closely. "But do tell me, my treasure; how far you'll go to stay with me?"

"As far as I had to."

"Would it upset you if I ask you to leave everything you've known for our love?"

"Never."

The fae smiled even more widely, with a sincere demeanor as looked lovingly at the clouded eyes of the prefect, who seemed confident of their words even when they were surrounded by worry

"Would you allow me to extend the glow of your gaze for as long as mine, for you to join me and rule beside me, and for us to stay together until our last breath?"

The prefect's eyes widened at the proposal, but nevertheless, their answer was already clear. They were painfully aware of the consequences, the hardships they'd have to face, and even the even scoldings they'd receive, starting with their friends (specially Sebek) and their teachers.

But what else could they do, except accepting their fate next to their beloved fae?

Humans are reckless when it comes to love.

"You're the only person I'd say 'yes' a million times, dear."

"What a great coincidence; you're the only one I'd ask this question."

"Such a perfect match we are, then."

The prefect smiled through the traces of previous sadness, focusing on the bright green eyes that seemed to glow with a different light; one that was intense, more passionate than ever.

Eyes that soon were even closer, as the lips of the fae provided them with the most innocent kiss, their surroundings changing as they felt a wave of power and energy they never experienced before, not even after their first kiss with Malleus. In the middle of the night, they fell under the sinless act of devoting their futures to each other.

This was the experience of their true love's kiss.

Humans could be interesting greedy or reckless, but that didn't matter anymore.

Because his human would now live forever.

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lynnie-ee · 2 years

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Hiya! Could I request a oneshot for if Jamil and Kalim swapped personalities? If possible I'd like it to have no reader, but if not then gn!reader is fine ^^ Platonic relationships all around, wether there's a reader or not.

Hurt/Comfort and fluff mostly, for how it happened it's most likely a potion gone wrong.

╰┈➤"Life is not fair, maybe it’ll never be, but Jamil and Kalim didn’t expect to be hit once again by their contrasting lives due to a potion for Crewel’s class."

╰►No reader, oneshot, 2.8k words.

╰►Note: Thank u for requesting! 💫. I was planning on dividing this on two parts due to the number of words, but I decided to let it in one part, hope u enjoy it~. English is not my first language, so feel free to tell me if there's any grammatical mistake <3.

╰►Masterlist.

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“Wrong bottle, that one is red, you need to use the one with a lighter color, it needs to look pinker than that.”

“Sorry!”

The leaders of the Scarabia Dorm were in the middle of the lab, a bunch of bottles and containers next to them, as Jamil tried to assist Kalim in practice for an incoming test. It was a rather complicated subject, and they both knew Crewel wouldn’t expect anything less than perfect for the day of the exam.

“Although it smells nice, doesn’t it? Professor Crewel said it was supposed to smell like vanilla, right?”

“Lavender.”

“What?”

“It was supposed to smell like lavender, not vanilla.”

Without further panic, the vicehousewarden started to check every ingredient they used until that moment, quickly finding a bottle that had the wrong tag.

“Oh, I wonder why it didn’t have the right name on it?”

Jamil sighed. “Perhaps it has something to do with the fact that the first-year students were in charge of labeling the new components…” He raised slightly the object to get it closer to his nose, as he tried to recognize the smell of the strange liquid. It didn’t smelt similar to anything he could remember; he would have to ask professor Crewel about it later. “Let’s finish for today, we’ll continue tomorrow, once I get to know what’s this.”

“Alright! I’ll help you-”

“Don’t worry, I’ll clean up quickly. You can go ahead and come back to the dorm. Dinner is ready, and the rest of the students should have set the table by this hour, don’t make them wait.”

Kalim gazed at him with concern, but he shrugged it off, he already knew his vicehousewarden wouldn’t accept his help, as he tried to offer assistance a hundred times before; but it was fine, Jamil was perfectly capable, he trusted him even for the smallest tasks.

“Please join us as soon as you finish here, it’s not a Scarabia dinner without our favorite vicehousewarden!”

“I’m the only vicehousewarden of the dorm, Kalim.” He stated plainly.

“Regardless, we’ll wait for you!”

“Whatever, just make sure to eat before the food gets cold.”

“Sure thing.”

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“Animal Language, Alchemy, and…ugh, flying lessons.”

Azul mumbled quietly as he thought about the classes he had for the day, quietly trying to organize his tasks for the day. Until he remembered the practical work he had for alchemy, with no one else than his classmate Jamil.

“Ah, speak about the devil.” The Octavinelle dorm leader said, gazing at the Scarabia second-year that walked through the hallway, his usual red hoodie being replaced by a dark sweater that complemented the burgundy vest he wore as uniform. A change of look, maybe?

“If it isn’t Scarabia’s vicehousewarden, Jamil Viper. I suppose you recall that we’re partners for today’s assignment, don’t you?” He greeted; his signature confident smirk placed on his face.

Until Jamil spoke.

“Azul! Good morning, it’s nice to see youuu. Of course I remember, I look forward to working with you, we’ll rock those alchemy exercises!” An unusual and bright smile made its way onto Jamil's expression, his words being said with a cheerful voice that made Azul shiver.

Who poisoned Jamil? He questioned with a surprised look.

“Sorry?”

“Ow, you look troubled, it’s something the matter?”

“I’m completely fine.” He quickly answered. “Although it seems I should be the one making that question, is there a reason for you acting with such a weird demeanor?”

“I don’t think so~ Besides the fact that I couldn’t wake up as early as usual today, I guess. I was supposed to prepare breakfast, but when I woke up, the rest of the students had already done everything! I had time to braid my hair by myself instead of doing it with magic, so I have been feeling quite happy, haha. Thanks for worrying about me, either way.”

Okay, now, this was scary.

“It’s nothing.” Azul laughed awkwardly. “But I’ll see you later for the alchemy class, if you excuse me.” He walked away. Where to? To find Jade and Floyd, they had a new deal to offer to the leaders of Scarabia.

“Oh, see you then!”

The dark-haired student continued his walk, keeping in mind his mission to find his dorm leader, when he was called by someone, as he reached an empty classroom.

“Jamil?” An exasperated voice could be heard behind him, so the vicehousewarden turned around, only to encounter the gaze of the person he was looking for ever since he woke up.

“Kalim!”

“Jamil.” He repeated, annoyance more evident this time. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you! ”

“That’s funny, I was doing the same.”

“It’s not funny, I asked professor Crewel about the potion from yesterday, he said the component most likely caused a swipe of our personalities.”

“Sounds cool.”

“Once again, it’s not, so we’ve got to fix this as soon as we can. This morning I had to deal with a bunch of students asking me where you were for breakfast, so I tried to go to the kitchen to make it myself and they didn’t allow me to set not even one foot in the kitchen! What have you been telling them about me? It’s ridiculous for a housewarden not to work in his own dorm.”

“Uhm? You think so? You never seem to be bothered when I do all the tasks by myself, so it’s fine, right? Although I don’t know why I slept in today, maybe it’s better if we take the day off to figure out what to do, we’ll look for a cure tomorrow~.”

“We can’t wait.” Kalim was quick to shut down the idea, his frown being more and more prominent as Jamil kept speaking. “We’ve got responsibilities to fulfill, we can’t just go ahead and drop everything just because you want to wake up late-”

“You do it all the time, though.”

“Sorry?”

“You just do things when you want, without worrying about how busy It’ll make me. Like, when you do parties, I spent all the afternoon cooking and working on preparations, and then I go to sleep very very late after cleaning. Let me rest a bit, okay~? I shouldn’t have to do everything all the time.” Jamil pleaded with a pout on his lips. His voice was relaxed as he felt well-rested for the day, but deep down, it was still true.

Kalim remained silent for a few seconds, considering the situation more seriously, now that he could see more clearly the expression on Jamil’s face.

He recalled how tired looked his face the day before, with dark circles under his eyes, the way the sleeves of his hoodie seemed messy as he never had time to fix them, his neat braids that seemed stiff as he made them with magic, the minuscule stains that remained on his blazer after cooking day and night for the dorm.

Even when most of those elements weren’t present at that moment, Kalim was aware of the exhaustion that continued being present in his gaze, the marks he had between his eyebrows that were caused by his constant frowns, the burns on his hands from times when he was sleepy, even when he tried his best to be cautious all the time.

“It’s your duty as a servant of the family Al-Asim, that’s why you do it. Even when it seems to be a change in our behaviors, you still have a responsibility.” The white-haired student answered after reflecting on his words. Because that’s how it was supposed to be, right? Deep down, he doubted that was the correct answer, but his entire mind screamed at him to draw the line between the both of them.

There was a hierarchy to obey, whether he liked it or not; Kalim wished to be able to give a deserved moment of rest to his friend, but what would his family say? Is that how they expected him to act? Could he ignore his position to act freely without thinking about the way he was raised-?

“I know that, but I don’t want to!” Jamil suddenly outbursts, tears making their way through his cheeks almost with a dramatic demeanor, his childish sobs contrasting with the seriousness behind his simple words. It was a complex topic, one that was discussed in different ways, but in which Jamil never let himself show vulnerability, even after his overblot. And he would never do it by his own will.

“I wanna do things for myself! I wanna travel! I wanna feel relaxed! I wanna win first place without caring about anyone else, because even after I promised to put myself first, I still want to let you win! And it’s awful because I can’t enjoy my victories without feeling guilty for not obeying the instructions of my parents. I want to be able to go to sleep early, I want to wake up late, and I want to hate you enough to stop worrying about what you do!”

“Jamil-”

“You’ve always had everything without working as hard as I do! I know you’re doing your best as a housewarden and as a student, but so am I, and we both know we still won't have the same future. I don’t know what to do, Kalim. I really don’t. I always go ahead and tell you what you’re supposed to do, but right now, I don’t know anything. Kalim, what do I do?”

Kalim also didn’t know anything.

He stood dumbfounded, with wide eyes and a dry mouth, was this how Jamil saw him every time he felt lost? Every time he needed advice? Every time he trusted that his dear friend would have the answer to every question that crossed his head? It felt overwhelming, uncomfortable, and strange, because he didn’t have no idea of what to say.

Who was the person standing in front of him, and who was Kalim to act as if he knew him enough to ease his wounds?

Awkward arms surrounded the figure of the vicehousewarden, even when he was considerably taller than the dorm leader, it was the best he could come up with, even if it was selfish. ‘Hugs always are the best solution’ he used to say, so every time he felt gloomy, Jamil knew it was the right option. But what would make Jamil feel better?

He felt close, as he always has been, but at the same time, he seemed to be kilometers away. Was that distance always there or did he just notice it? Maybe he ignored it on purpose?

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s not your fault. I know you-”

“It’s not my fault for being born in the family I did, but I’m responsible for the workload you have.” The white-haired student said after reconsidering his ideas, even when the whisper of the supposed power structure remained in his thoughts, he knew ignoring them was the least he could do. “I know I won’t be able to solve it in this state, so let’s go make a cure. In that way I’ll be able to speak sincerely to you.” He offered his arms to Jamil, who followed him to the door even when he still kept crying.

They left the classroom, only to see the figure of a fellow dorm leader. Now I can understand why Jamil used to avoid him... Kalim thought.

“Good to see you, Kalim. What’s this bottle I’m holding, you might be thinking? It’s just a new potion I created, which might be the solution to all your current problems. And don’t worry about the payment, we can discuss it after you fix your issues, because I’m so benevolent. I know it’s not a deal you can’t reject, but still let you room to consider it, how nice of me.”

Azul stood outside the classroom, not even dissimulating how long he had been waiting for them to get out of the classroom. And even when he seemed to be on his own, Kalim knew the twins probably weren’t too far away.

“Don’t act as if you didn’t know the answer, Ashregrotto.” The dorm leader answered plainly, gracefully taking the bottle out of his hands. Azul chuckled, already thinking about what he’ll ask in exchange, not noticing how Jamil drank a sip out of the bottle, quickly cleaning the area he put his lips on, and then giving it to Kalim.

“Just remember that, in the same way as in the first potion, you can’t drink it, you just have to smell the-”

Gulp.

“…the brew.”

…

Kalim suddenly felt dizzy, and soon enough, he lost track of the environment that surrounded him. All he could see was black.

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...

“No, no, he folds that part to the right, he says it looks better that way. Don’t forget to leave that in the nigthstand next to his bed, the second box… Uhm, sure, just make sure not to mess the order of the cabinet of seasonings, he’ll get mad if you do. Alright! Thanks, see you later.”

Where the hell am I…?

Jamil stared at the blank ceiling above him, trying to remember how he got there, what was this place, exactly? Wait, was he at the infirmary…?

He slowly sat down on the bed, carefully, as his head felt heavy due to the pain, and he scanned his surroundings. Soon enough, he was encountered by a white shape that ran towards him, almost tackling him due to the pressure of the unexpected hug.

“Jamil! You’re awake!”

“It seems like it, Kalim.”

He spoke without much emotion, as the dorm leader was stating something obvious, when a sudden rush of consciousness hit him coldly. The potion, the morning he woke up feeling different, and the way his behavior changed. Oh, great Seven, spare him some mercy, let him live through this horrible embarrassment.

“We’ll go on a vacation next week!”

“Sorry?” Jamil stared astonished at Kalim, who interrupted his internal misery with his abrupt words.

“I know you don’t want to talk about what happened, that’s okay! But I wanted to tell you that I’m sorry for ignoring your feelings, I thought I already knew you better after the incident during the winter break, but maybe it wasn’t enough. I’ve been trying my best to be a good friend in my own way, but I know I should try to do it in your way, I’m so so so sorry that I didn’t-”

“It’s alright.” The vicehousewarden sighed, he knew he couldn’t take back the words he said before. “We’ve talked about this quite a lot, we can leave that for later, I guess. Now, what did you say about a vacation…?”

“Oh, right! You can’t stop me because I already made arrangements with the headmage and our parents, everything’s done. I know I said I would ask you how you want to do things, but I was 100% sure you’d enjoy it…Though I can cancel it if you don’t want to, no worries.”

“But our tasks at Scarabia-”

“As I said, I fixed everything.”

“Fine.”

Jamil sighed; he should have expected something of the sort. But for the first time, he could say he wasn’t bothered by the antics of his dorm leader. Even when the conditions weren’t the best, they know each other ever since they were children; sometimes Kalim had no clue of what went through Jamil’s head, but he sure had a wide acknowledge of small things his friend liked.

It was a rather complicated issue; maybe they were the ones to blame for it, maybe they both were innocents, it wasn’t clear at the moment. Perhaps only time could help them understand the connection between an oblivious first son and a talented servant, and maybe they could let go of those titles somewhere in the future.

For now, he could only try his best to set his priorities and heal from the unfairness of life.

“That reminds me, I brought your hair accessories. I figured you might want to style it as soon as you woke up.” Kalim commented, giving him a small bag, filled with the ornaments he usually wore.

The vicehousewarden suddenly touched his head, he hadn’t noticed that his long hair wasn’t braided as it typically was.

“…Can I braid your hair?” The Scarabia dorm leader asked, a small smile on his face. “I did it sometimes when we were younger, remember?”

“Yeah, it was awful.”

“Hey, you said it looked nice!”

“Because my parents would have scolded me if I said anything else.”

“…I promise I’m better at it now.”

Jamil chuckled tiredly, but in contrast to the expression on his face, he moved slightly to make room for Kalim to braid his hair.

“I’ll let you do it once, just because we’re friends.”

“WE’RE FRIENDS NOW?”

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lynnie-ee · 2 years

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Hello hello!,I love your writing and was hoping to request a lil floyd leech x gender neutral reader oneshot?,where he realizes he has a crush and tries to figure out how to ask his crush out?

╰┈➤"A weird sensation of hunger has taken over Floyd, and with the help of Jade and a bag of chips, he might discover the cure."

╰►Gender neutral reader, oneshot, 1.3k words.

╰►Note: Thank u for requesting! 💫. English is not my first language, so feel free to tell me if there's any grammatical mistake <3.

╰►Masterlist.

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"Jadeee, I think I'm hungry."

"... Care to elaborate?"

"I have had a weird feeling ever since yesterday, so I'm probably hungry. Can you get me something? I'm tireeed."

"We ate lunch ten minutes ago."

Jade quickly discarded his brother's comment, as he seemed to find a cereal bar in his pockets a few seconds after they spoke. He thought it was a mere small complaint that was now satisfied.

"Heyyy bro, I think I'm still hungry."

He was wrong.

After that day, the second-year student complained about his hunger every two minutes, no matter where he was.

At class, at the cafeteria, in the middle of his shift at the Mostro Lounge, and Jade could have sworn he heard him mumble about it in his sleep.

“Are you sure you’re just hungry?” Questioned the Octavinelle vicehousewarden, while he folded his clothes, as Floyd was laying on his bed on the other side of the room, with a frown on his face.

“Of course it is, why else would I feel that weird thing on my stomach and face? Sounds like I should go buy some takoyaki. Maybe Azul would want to join me, hehe.”

“On your face, you say? Do you think that’s normal when you feel hungry?”

“I mean, it never happened to me before, but I guess it’s because I’m really really hungry or something.” He replied with a relaxed voice.

“… Don’t you think it has something to do with the fact that almost every time you complain about wanting food, the prefect of Ramshackle is near you?”

The other twin remained silent for a few seconds, as he reflected on his brother’s question.

“Uhm, I don’t think so. Besides that I like them, I guess.”

“You mean, romantically?”

“Yup.”

Jade stared at his brother with an amused smile, and then chuckled, not really surprised at his sudden confession.

“Since when, may I ask?”

“Dunno, but I realized a few seconds ago, so thanks, bro.”

“You’re welcome, Floyd, but please confess to them before you spend all your money on snacks, if you can.”

“I’ll try, bro.”

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“Aw, this one sucks, shoulda bought the pizza-flavored chips.”

The second-year eel complained with a frown on his face, as he was laying in the middle of the sports field, a bag of potato chips in his hands. It has been a couple of days since his chat with Jade, and he still didn’t know how to confess to his dear Shrimpy. He just wanted for them to get together without having to investigate human courting, as his brother suggested to him.

It sounded boring, but he understood the prefect might feel better with a familiar approach for them, instead of the traditions Floyd learned ever since he was little.

"Hmm, I think I saw someone give flowers to his partner a while ago, maybe if I give them a bouquet of dandelions? Maybe no, Sharksucker might want to eat it, humpf."

"Floyd?"

Even though his eyes were fixed on the sky above him, he could easily recognize the voice that called his name, his mind quickly imagining their curious gaze at him even when he didn't actually turn his eyes towards them.

"Shrimpy~Come here, do you want chips?" He lazily extended the bag in their direction, and the prefect was able to spot an amused smile on his face.

"Sure."

(Y/n) sat next to him, without questioning further about why was he lying in the middle of the field when he was supposed to be at the cafeteria, as it was lunch break. It was fine, either way, they also didn't want to explain why they were walking in the middle of the field when they were supposed to be at the cafeteria. Definitely not because they were looking for him, of course.

"You've been pretty busy at Mostro Lounge lately, haven't you?" The prefect asked, as they picked a few chips from the bag.

"Yeah, Azul has been making me work extra hours to pay for all the food I eat in my shifts."

"Oh? And why's that?"

"Because I got hungry, duh."

"Makes sense." They shrugged off the comment, as they ate one of the chips. "These are awful, the pizza-flavored ones we ate yesterday were a lot better."

"I was thinking the same, but they're more expensive now and Jade says I shouldn't spend so much money if I want to get out of my extra shifts." He pouted, suddenly getting up from the grass to sit properly, looking at (Y/n), who smiled fondly at him. "I think we should date, y'know? I like you a lot, Shrimpy."

"Sorry?!"

The prefect widened eyes gazed into the relaxed ones of the eel, as he didn't seem bothered after such statement. Bewilderment could be read on the first-year's face, as they scanned Floyd's face in an attempt of looking for signs of it being a joke. They found nothing.

"You mean, like, being lovers?"

"Lovers, high school sweethearts, spouses, you call it. That's how humans address each other romantically here, right?"

"Yeah..." They tried to speak through their bashful state, as they felt their cheeks being warmer than usual. "It's just that...I didn't expect you to confess so suddenly."

"I just felt like it, it's better if I get it out of my system fast, I guess."

Well, maybe the prefect should have expected a confession of that kind, now that they thought about it.

"But what do you say? Wanna be my partner? I promise to squeeze you carefully, and to buy you chips as soon as Azul pays me~."

(Y/n) laughed nervously, not knowing immediately how to answer. The expectant eyes of Floyd were kind of hypnotizing as they silently hurried them up to speak.

But his entire expression gave them a different feeling, a sensation of honesty and fondness they didn't see before on his face, as they never dared to look at him for too long due to shyness. He looked so adorable, so genuine at that moment, the prefect couldn't help but want to see him more often in that state.

To be able to admire his features as he smiled, when he got bored, when he felt relaxed, when he was angry, when he was comfortable, when he was being himself.

Most of the students of NRC found the demonstration of his moods scary, as they said he was unpredictable and intimidating, but (Y/n) knew he was just being honest. Not a single trace of falsehood was spotted in his voice as he proclaimed his intentions of being lovers.

"Of course. As long as you buy different chips, these ones are really bad." They pointed at the bag that now was laying on the floor, as they chuckled.

"Woohoo!"

Floyd suddenly celebrated, quickly throwing his arms around the prefect's body, in a hug that was significantly softer than his usual squeezings, but that still had enough strength to tackle them into the grass of the field.

"Careful, careful! You almost throw the chips out of the bag, don't waste your lunch in that way." The first-year laughed once again, as Floyd nuzzled his head into their neck.

"Don't worry, Shrimpy. I'm not hungry anymore."

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╰► Bonus:

"Here ya' have, a pretty dandelion for a pretty Shrimpy." Floyd extended a small flower he found nearby to the magicless student, who received it with a fond expression. "Careful not to let Sharksucker see it, though."

"Uh? Ruggie?"

"Yup."

"And why would that be?"

The eel scanned his surroundings suspiciously as if he was about to reveal a big secret.

"Seagull has told me things about him." He said whispering.

"C'mon, what did Rook tell you?"

"I'll tell you if you give me a kiss~."

"Floyd!"

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lynnie-ee · 2 years

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Do u do angst by any chance?

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Hey 🧚‍♀️ thanks for asking! <3

Yup, I do. I'm not used to write angst in English, so I want to write something like that as soon as I have more time 💫

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lynnie-ee · 2 years

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Imagine that ( secretly a girl ) Yuu still have their phone with them and what stuff they have downloaded and have for pictures before coming to Twisted Wonderland and being half-student with Grim

Now picture this they play the piano in a music room during club hours and they played Cancer by my chemical romance as it's something that they missed home

Pick Three characters of your pick and what would their reaction would be

╰┈➤"The tune of an old melody echoes through the room, attracting the attention of a certain person, who might he be?."

╰►Female reader, scenario.

╰►Characters: Riddle, Kalim, Silver.

╰►Note: Thank u for requesting! English is not my first language, so feel free to tell me if there's any grammatical mistake <3.

╰►Masterlist.

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'Cause the hardest part of this, is leaving you.

(Y/n) felt lucky that nobody would interrupt her at that moment. How awful would be for other students to see her with uncharacteristically messy hair, her blazer lying on the floor, and the gaze of sorrow on her face as she scanned the tiles of the piano in the empty room.

The feeling of nostalgia and exhaustion from the last few days had a considerable effect on her, that she didn't realize until now.

The prefect spent half of the hour gazing at the old pictures that remained on her cellphone, recalling memories from times when she was accepted at a world that was hers. A world she didn't know if she could see again.

How she longed for something familiar.

Suddenly, she started humming a tune that seemed to come from a distant memory, and soon enough, her fingers moved along the instrument in front of her, naturally dictating the rhythm of the song through the piano.

Then she lifted her head, not expecting to see someone standing at the frame of the door.

"Sorry for interrupting you."

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﹙❥﹚Riddle Rosehearts ❜ ˖ ࣪⊹ ִֶָ

The Heartslabyul dorm leader looked genuinely taken aback by the prefect’s presence in the room, as if he didn’t expect to see them there. After all, (Y/N) usually walked through the campus during club hours. So he stood there, wearing his Horse-Riding club uniform, not knowing how to react.

He could easily notice the tired and messy expression on her face, recognizing her features more clearly. But he decided not to bring up the topic now. Maybe later.

“There’s a closet supply in this room, and I needed to get some things from there, I apologize for disturbing you.” He finally said after a few minutes of silence.

“It’s okay.”

“I didn’t know you could play piano with such ability.”

“It’s been a long time ever since I last played. After arriving at Twisted Wonderland, at least.”

“Oh…” Riddle mumbled, feeling slightly uncomfortable, but not able to allow himself to leave the room, as a part of him wanted to erase the frown from the prefect’s face. “If you’ll excuse my intrusion, may I ask if you have fond memories of it?”

“Of what?”

“Music, instruments, moments…I haven’t experienced homesickness while being here, but I’ve seen Trey reassuring students who missed their homes. You look quite similar to them right now.”

(Y/n)’s eyes widened for a few seconds, she attempted to open her mouth to speak, to assure Riddle that she was feeling alright, to tell him they weren’t close enough to talk about those topics, to get him to leave so she could stay alone with those old tunes.

But instead, she just kept staring at him, not realizing the trace that her tears left all over her cheeks, her silent crying suddenly becoming a painful call of her misery.

Riddle wasn’t able to dissimulate his surprise at (Y/n)’s sudden change of behavior, and after a small moment of doubt, he awkwardly enfolded her in his arms, trying to comfort her crying figure.

The Heartslabyul second-year was completely aware of his stiff position, but at the same time, he didn’t know better. After growing up with no opportunity of showing such a lack of composure, not being allowed to speak his mind and cry his heart out; the mere sight of someone else demonstrating weakness was strange.

But now he knows he didn’t deserve to be ignored in that way, and neither does (Y/n).

“You’ll feel better later, just cry as much as you need to.”

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﹙ꕤ﹚Kalim Al-Asim ❜ ˖ ࣪⊹ ִֶָ

“Lilia asked me to help carry this box to our club room.” He signaled the object he was holding. “But I couldn’t help but follow the sound of the music!”

The Scarabia dorm leader was quick to leave the box near the door, making his way towards the piano, his eyes shining with curiosity.

“Where did you learn to play like that? It sounded really cool! Is it a song from your world? Do you know the accords for guitar?” He keep questioning, until he realized how messy her hair looked. “Oh, you have a few strands of hair out of place, let me help.” Kalim carefully pushed the rebellious strands behind her ears.

Only to be met with the fatigued expression on (Y/n), who tried to smile at his words. But the dorm leader could recognize those emotions bottled up in her gaze, having seen that look a hundred times before, now he knew that the prefect could be going through a complicated moment.

“Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, kind of…I guess I just got nostalgic, remembering my home and all those things.” (Y/n) didn’t feel capable of making up an excuse, of not answering the question of the man who looked at her with such genuine worry.

“Ah, I get that sometimes too. There are times when I want to travel to Scalding Sands to visit my family, but then Jamil tells me I can’t do it because we’re in the middle of the exam weeks…Although maybe it’s not the best example to give you, sorry.”

“Don’t worry, I know our ways of experiencing home-sickness can be different.”

“What I’m trying to say is… I miss my parents and siblings a lot, even when I know I can visit them during my next holiday season. I can’t imagine how complicated must be for you not to know when you’ll be able to come back, I don’t think you deserve that.”

At this point, he was sitting next to the prefect, looking directly at her eyes as he tried his best to comfort her.

“But even when I miss my family, I know I have people that worry about me here, and I like to make parties where I can spend time with them, in similar ways I do back home! So even when it’s normal for you to be sad, you can come to Scarabia every time you feel like that! There are people that cherish you here, myself included.”

He suddenly opened his arms to offer a hug, and (Y/n) immediately accepted, already feeling the tears forming in her eyes.

“So please, tell me as much as you can about your home, and we’ll find a way for you to feel better, okay?”

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﹙⚔﹚Silver ❜ ˖ ࣪⊹ ִֶָ

The Ramshackle student couldn’t avoid chuckling at the usual sleepy expression on Silver’s face, quickly concluding that he might have fallen asleep in a nearby classroom.

“Don’t worry, Silver. I shouldn’t be playing piano at this time, either way. I should head back to my dorm.” The prefect left her seat next to the instrument, carefully fixing her hair and picking her blazer from the floor.

“You’re very good at playing though. Sometimes my father played piano for me, but it was a very different kind of music.”

“That’s probably because it’s a song from my world. I don’t really know a lot of songs from here, and it’s helpful for me, to remember my home and all that stuff.”

Both of them were now walking through the empty hallway, probably towards the sports field, but (Y/n) didn’t feel that it was necessary to ask.

“Really? Have you been feeling nostalgic?”

“A little bit. It’s complicated not to feel out of place sometimes, y’know.”

“I actually feel the same sometimes, if I’m being honest.”

“Uh? Aren’t you from this world though?” She questioned, a curious gaze on her face.

“Yeah, but it’s difficult to describe, I guess. My father always makes me feel better every time I tell him I feel out of place, though. So, you could say it never lasts long.” The second-year student said, noticing the slightly saddened look of the prefect. “But he always tells me that we belong to any place where we feel loved, even if it’s not our home.”

“I guess he’s right, but maybe I should stop thinking about my world. After all, I don’t even know if I’ll be able to come back, haha.”

“You can belong to more than one place, you know?” He added, a wave of fatigue hitting him as he spoke, but he did his best not to yawn at the sudden tiredness. “And as long as you felt loved back there, you still are a part of that. I’m sure you’ll be able to come back, and then, Twisted Wonderland will still remain as one of the places where you were appreciated, doesn’t matter where you are.”

“Do you really believe I’ll be able to return to my world?”

“Of course. But in the meantime, let’s make sure that you’ll be able to have good memories from this world once you do.”

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The rescue of the (un)charming suitor.

╰┈➤"Trey is selected as a suitor for the ghost bride. Luckily for him (or not), his boyfriend is ready to rescue him… As soon as he gives him a good explanation, of course.”

╰►Male reader, oneshot, 1.2k words.

╰► Character: TreyxReader, established relationship.

╰►Note: Request by @wnminn, their specifications were: male reader, romantic relationship, oneshot about Ghost Marriage event. Thanks for requesting! ✨ English is not my first language, so feel free to tell me if there's any grammatical mistake! <3

╰►Masterlist. (requests open)

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The audacity of this man, I swear.

Hands gripped tightly as a signal of indignation, body tensed and alert, and a prominent frown on his face.

(Y/n), prefect of Ramshackle, was pissed off, to say the least.

How dare you, you stupid-

"I'm Trey Clover. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Your Highness."

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"That's it, I'm gonna take him out of this-"

The magicless human was soon held back by the Pomefiore vicehousewarden, as he was standing next to (Y/n), 'silently' watching the proposals of their classmates.

"Stay calm, Trickster. We wouldn't like to disturb Trey's proposal."

"I WANT TO DISTURB IT! What's my boyfriend doing there, in the first place? He shouldn't be dragged to this kind of stuff! Couldn't they look for someone single for this?"

The situation was inexcusable for the prefect; why did the headmage call him in the first place? Why did Trey accept? And why the hell was his proposal so awful?

"And your eyes, they're, um, like grapes..." Recited the Heartslabyul vicehousewarden with an awkward demeanor.

(Y/n) tried his best not to scream on spot.

'He should be telling ME that my eyes are like grapes! Great Sevens, after this I'm gonna-’

"YOU'RE OUT"

SMACK.

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"DID SHE SMACK MY BOYFRIEND?! OH, COME HERE ELIZA, WE'RE GONNA HAVE A LITTLE CHAT-"

"Trickster! Garder le silence, we have to report the situation of the group to the headmaster. Let's come back." Rook easily kept holding the prefect back, and then carried him in his arms to avoid him to escape.

"Let me gooo, Rook. I gotta save my stupid boyfriend.”

“We need a proper plan first.” The hunter answered, slightly amused at the situation.

“I already have one!”

“Really? Do tell me your idea, s'il vous plait.”

“I run to the cafeteria, I fight the ghosts, I fight Eliza, I rescue Trey and then I fight him too for participating in the proposals. Then, he bakes me a strawberry tart and we live happily ever after.”

“Ah, as bold as always! Sounds delightful, but we also need to rescue Roi de Poison and the rest of the students, though we can save your plan for later, Trickster.”

“You’re no fun, Rook.”

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"So, we're all clear with the plan?" Everyone nodded. "Alright, (Y/n), you go first."

The doors of the cafeteria were opened with a delicate move, the figure of the prefect of Ramshackle appearing right after, as he walked through the room while wearing a neat and stylish tuxedo suit.

"I've been told a princess is looking for her perfect prince, and I couldn't help but come here to experience it by myself. I'm (Y/n), pleasure to make your acquaintance, Your Highness." He greeted, an almost imperceptible mocking tone of voice as he used the same words Trey used before.

"Another suitor that tries to separate me from my love Idia? I already said I'd get married to-" Eliza was quickly interrupted by the magicless student.

"Oh, well, I tried.” He surrendered with fake dissappointment. “I completely understand your position, Princess, so I don't intend of making you break off your LOYALTY for the person you cherish. I'm merely here to pick up someone, if you excuse me."

Everyone curiously gazed at the unusually peaceful Ramshackle member, but he didn't seem bothered as he approached the vice dorm leader of Heartslabyul.

"Forgive my lack of a white horse, but here's your prince charming, coming to rescue you from the villainous ghost. You're welcome, dear." He simply stated, as he carried Trey on bridal style with all the strength he had (as Trey wasn't precisely one of the smallest students out there).

(Y/n) quickly left the cafeteria by an alternative exit, already knowing that Riddle was probably waiting to scold him after not attempting to court the bride. But they can't blame a man for having priorities, can they?

"Did you have fun singing those praises for the bride?" The prefect asked as soon as they were in a safe zone, far away from the main building.

Tray remained silent until that moment, but he couldn't avoid chuckling at the behavior of his boyfriend, feeling strangely pleased by the jealous pout on his expression.

"I sang horribly, and we both know it. I just did it because the headmaster made me, but I knew I would be rejected immediately."

“Eliza literally chose Idia Shroud as his perfect husband, what makes you think she wouldn’t have accepted you?”

“Well, I wouldn’t say comparing her veil to a freshly-bleached dishtowel was one of my more charming moments, you know…”

"Shh, they are charming, and you know I would love hearing you sing that kind of thing to me, but you never do it! My eyes also look like grapes, right?"

"They look like the most beautiful pair of jewels in this world."

"..."

The perfect suddenly stopped, a faint blush making its way to his face.

"...You heard that one from Jade, not fair."

"Maybe, but did I mention that you look incredibly beautiful wearing that suit? Although I'd rather wear one next time too. At our wedding, maybe."

(Y/n) almost dropped the body of the vicehousewarden.

"You... You really have a death wish, saying things like that while I'm barely able to carry you."

"Did I fluster you, (Y/n)?"

"You're my boyfriend, it'll be concerning if you weren't able to make me feel flustered. Even when you're doing it to earn my forgiveness."

"As long as it’s working."

"...It is."

They stayed silent for a few minutes, comfortably enjoying the moment without minding the lack of words.

Soon enough, they reached the Ramshackle dorm, and with the assistance of the ghosts of the house, the prefect was able to get to the lounge, carefully placing his still paralyzed boyfriend on the nearest sofa.

"Do you think they'll be able to finish the plan and release the curse of the slap?"

"Riddle is there, and as long as there's a rule implicated, he's gonna fix everything. I think Cater and you are going to be okay, in a few minutes. Maybe half of an hour."

"Well, that's true." He laughed. "By the way, I was wondering if you'd like a strawberry tart as a part of my apology to you."

"Hmm..." Mumbled the Ramshackle prefect, sitting next to the third-year student, laying his head on his shoulder. "You really know how to make your way to my heart, don't you? But it's okay, I'll accept the food as long as you include cuddles on the offer."

Trey suddenly felt a weird sense of looseness, so he was quick to realize that the spell faded away. He wasted no more time, moving his arms to embrace the figure of his now tired boyfriend, with a caring and gentle touch as he enjoyed the sudden and sweet intimacy.

"Thought so. Will you want me to bake strawberry tarts for our wedding too? Or would you rather a chestnut tart?"

"...Shut up."

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lynnie-ee · 2 years

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Okay, Author– Hear me out..

A scenario where the Tweels ( poly please ) are kidnapped ( I don't know how they even did it ) by someone and THEN ✨WE✨ become their royal charming and save them?

Not after tormenting the one who kidnapped them, ofc! ^^

╰┈➤"Days at Night Raven College are never peaceful, but the prefect never expected having to rescue the Leech Twins from their questionable antics.”

╰►Gender neutral reader, scenario/drabble.

╰► Character: Poly relationship with the Leech twins. Just to clarify, a relationship of the prefect dating both Jade and Floyd, nothing between the tweels.

╰►Note: English is not my first language, so feel free to tell me if there's any grammatical mistake! <3

╰►Masterlist. (requests open)

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—If you're wondering why the tweels would even get kidnapped, the answer is simple: because they were bored and wanted to see what would happen.

—The kidnappers were probably people that wanted to take revenge on Azul, thinking that Jade and Floyd were just his friends, not realizing that they were actually menaces.

—The twins could easily run away if they wanted, but as soon as Floyd mouthed "do you think Shrimpy will come to save us?", Jade smiled widely, agreeing with his brother.

—Cue (Y/n) arriving to the dark room where they had kept the twins, a bunch of suspicious men looking at a single human, splashes of blood all through a dirty uniform from Night Raven College.

—"Oooh, our hero! Told ya they were going to come~."

—"Well, you were right. What a lovely surprise."

—The prefect is approached by a giant man in a suit, a weapon in his hands as he intended to question the student with an intimidating demeanor, being interrupted by the magicless prefect before he could speak.

—"WHERE THE HELL ARE MY BOYFRIENDS?"

—(Y/n) took him by the collar of his shirt, and that's where the fight started.

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"WHAT WERE BOTH OF YOU THINKING? YOU COULD HAVE BEATEN THEM UP ON YOUR OWN." An angered Ramshackle student scolded the now free eels, who just stood there with pleased faces.

"Shrimpy~! But you looked so cute while punching them, did Azul give you that boosting potion again? Can you do it more often?" Floyd excitedly hugged the prefect's side.

"Imma punch both of you, I HAVE A POTIONOLOGY TEST TOMORROW."

"Now, now, dear, let's calm down." Jade smiled with his usual collected appearance. "It was certainly amusing to see you fighting like that, so I can help you study as a way of compensating you."

"And I'll give you lots of hugs and kisses too~." Added Floyd, as he wasn't the best at tutoring.

(Y/n) looked at both of them with a tired but caring smile, knowing they wouldn't be able to stay angry at the Leech twins for a long time.

They thought about acting irritated for longer, but suddenly Jade took their hand with a loving demeanor, and the prefect couldn't help but let out a chuckle at the attitude of the twins, as Floyd remained clinging onto them for his dear life.

The Octavinelle second-years were definitely a weird pair to love, but they certainly made their live more bright.

"Fine. Let's go home, morons."

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lynnie-ee · 2 years

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Hello!! I saw your requests are open, but I have one question: do you write for poly relationships? (like character x mc x character)

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Heeey! 💫

Thanks for asking <3

If I'm being honest, I didn't consider poly relationships when I wrote my rules for requesting, and I actually received one request for a poly scenario, which is the next one I've got to publish! 🧚‍♀️

So yes and no.

I already finished writing one, but I'm still not familiar with them! Maybe it would depend on the characters for the relationship, like, it's difficult for me to write Idia and Epel, as an example.

So you can request poly relationships, but I'm more familiar with separated oneshots/scenarios for the characters. I'll still try my best tho 🧚‍♀️

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lynnie-ee · 2 years

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White lies and study dates.

╰┈➤"Having a crush on the busiest man of the entire school wasn't easy. Desesperate times call for desesperate measures, they say; and the prefect now understands why.”

╰►Gender neutral reader, oneshot, 2,2k words.

╰►Note: English is not my first language, so feel free to tell me if there's any grammatical mistake!

╰►Masterlist. (requests open)

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"Ah, I didn't understand a single thing professor Trein said in class."

(Y/n), prefect of Ramshackle, sighed tiredly as they walked out of their classroom, with Grim next to them, while Deuce and Ace walked behind with a similar expression of sorrow. Their eyes carefully gazing the Pop Music Club members that were near them.

"Maaan, I swear he does it on purpose, it's impossible not to fall asleep during his lessons." He groaned, waiting a few seconds until he tried to hit discreetly Deuce's arm.

"O-oh right! Crewel classes are so difficult-"

"We're talking about Trein, dumbass!" Murmured annoyed Ace.

"Yeah, of course...! Trein's class is the most difficult that we have, so confusing..." The blue-haired boy tried to fix his mistake.

"It's so sad that (Y/n) gets the worst grades out of us, my pooooor henchman..." Grim sniffed with a dramatic demeanor.

The prefect looked at their group of friends, disappointment written all over their face, thanks to their performance. But it was soon replaced by shock, as they suddenly felt someone sneaking an arm to their shoulders.

"Ah~ Are you feeling distressed by Trein's class, (Y/n)? I'd help you, but I wasn't the best at the subject in my first year, haha..." Cater said, trying to come up with something that might help the prefect, or at least cheer them up.

"Fufu~I did great at History of Magic, but I don't think my method of telling stories would work with others humans. I tried it once and they didn't believe what I said! A pity, really." Lilia barged into the conversation, and even when he tried to look saddened, a tint of mischievous could be recognized in his voice.

"I'm so sorry I can't help you either, prefect! Last year I couldn't understand anything by myself in that class..." Kalim apologized, genuine worry in his voice, as the first-years glared at him with interest. “If it wasn't for Jamil, I don't know what could have happened to me. He's the only reason I approved my assignments."

"Oh, but what if they hold back a year because of this? We'll miss you, prefect..." Ace mumbled with melancholy.

Everyone stood there, dissimulated looks being placed at Kalim's figure.

...

"Oh! I know what we can do!" The Scarabia housewarden abruptly said, a cheerful smile brightening his face.

"Really? Can you help our unfortunate magicless little friend here?" The red-haired first year continued, placing one of his hands on the prefect's shoulder.

"Yeah! I've got the perfect plan!"

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Jamil hated Kalim's plans with all his heart.

Every time he came up with a new idea, HE ended up being responsible for them.

Every. Single. Time.

Kalim wanted to throw a party? Jamil was the one in charge of the preparations. Kalim wanted to study something new? He was at his side to tutor him. Kalim wanted to go shopping in the city? He had to join him to make sure that he stayed safe.

And boy, he was tired.

He already had so many chores to do even without those extra tasks, it was almost a miracle that he was able to manage his duties as vicehousewarden and his own school work, as time wasn't something abundant for him.

And he didn't need to add anything else to his already long list of things to do.

"I don't have time." He shut down Kalim as soon as he approached him.

"Pleaseee, you're the best at tutoring and they reeeeeally need help!"

"There are freshmen with good grades, they can ask their classmates."

"But they probably won't be as easy to understand as youuu..." The dorm leader said, a new idea going through his mind. "Besides, do you really want someone else spending so much time with them? It wouldn't be good for you."

Jamil suddenly looked at Kalim with urgency, an alarmed expression on his face.

"Kalim! We said you would make no comments about that!”

"And I won't say anything! But it could be a good opportunity for you."

The vicehousewarden remained silent.

"It would make you look cool."

"I don't care."

"You do."

"Kalim-"

“Maybe if you use the time you spend tutoring me?”

“And you think you’ll do fine with no help?”

“Of course.”

“No.” He sighed again. “I’ve got enough with school duties and preparations for parades, I don’t need-”

“Then I won’t make more parties!”

Jamil gazed at the dorm leader; a suspicious look being directed at him.

“You literally threw a party when Grim scored a 30 instead of 20 on a test, and you’re telling me you’ll stop with all of them?”

Kalim thought about the situation for a few seconds, he really enjoyed being able to celebrate and eat delicious food with all of his friends, but he had to sacrifice those moments for Jamil to have more free time to spend with the prefect.

“Of course.” He nodded, his usual cheerful smile on his face. “If it's for you to be with your crush, it’ll be alright!”

“…Please stop referring to (Y/n) as my crush.” The vicehousewarden asked plainly. “But if I don’t have to cook so much, I could help them to improve their grades, I guess.”

“YESSSS.”

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“Uh? Jamil said he could tutor me?” A confused prefect stared at the housewarden of Scarabia, his natural enthusiastic demeanor being even more noticeable as he smiled at the Ramshackle student.

“Yep! It would be very bad if you failed Trein’s class, so Jamil’s help will be enough for you to score 100 on every test from now on!”

“I don’t doubt it! Thank you very much, Kalim.”

“No worries~ Just make sure to stop by at Scarabia today, after class. See you later!” The second-year student smiled once again, as he started to walk to his next class.

“So, you actually got Jamil to help you? Very nice, prefect. Now, how do you plan on acting dumb for as long he tutors you?” Ace questioned, after he got out of his hiding place, inside of a nearby classroom.

“I’ve got no idea…”

After the classes of the day were finished, a nervous first-year student walked through the mirror of Scarabia, a small bag filled with their notes and books for the class.

"Hey, come in. Let's go to my room." Jamil pointed as soon as they arrived at the lounge of the dorm.

"Oh? Really? I thought we'd study here."

"That's an option, if you want to be interrupted every two seconds and have distractions left and right."

"But I wouldn't like to intrude on you; we can go to the library if it’s better for you.”

“Don’t worry, I’d rather stay here in case Kalim or any other students needs my help."

After 30 minutes of studying, (Y/n) felt their head was going to explode. It was rather difficult to pretend to listen to Jamil when all they had on their mind were the elegant and subtle moves he made as he flipped the pages of his books, the concentration on his gaze as he explained a rather complicated subject, and not to mention the way his lips moved graciously as he spoke the right words to explain things easily.

What kind of skincare routine did he have? What about his hair? It shouldn’t be possible that he naturally had such beauty, but then again, he looked so perfect even when he did the most mundane actions, the prefect keep wondering if-

“(Y/n)? Are you even listening to what I’m saying?” He suddenly interrupted their thoughts, an annoyed expression on his face that didn’t seem genuine at all. “For you to come asking for help and then ignore what I tell you, quite bothersome you are sometimes…” The vicehousewarden sighed.

“Ah, sorry, I got lost. Could you repeat the last point of the lesson? I remember I couldn’t hear professor Trein that day because Grim kept demanding me to buy pastries after class, he wouldn’t leave me alone until I got him some candies from Sam’s store.”

“Fine, but pay attention. You’ve got an exam about this in a week, don’t you?”

“Yeah, but I don’t think we’ll have enough time to cover all the contents, maybe we should focus on-”

“We’ll study everything, don’t worry. Let’s continue, then.”

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It was obvious to some students that the prefect of Ramshackle and the vicehousewarden of Scarabia had a special way of treating each other, even more for the members of his dorm.

However, after two weeks of studying together, everyone knew the kind of relationship they had.

After all, Jamil wasn’t someone recognized for a cheerful attitude or being especially nice to others, yet he looked so unusually delighted every time (Y/n) was in the room, it was clear for other students to understand the situation.

Yet, none of them seemed to be brave enough to take the next step, until that day.

“So your classes with Jamil actually helped you? Share your tips with us prefect, don’t be shy to tell us.” Ace teased the prefect, as they observed with a pleased face the result of their test.

A beautiful score of 100 was written on the top of the paper.

They only let out a satisfied chuckle, as they put the exam inside the folder they had for History of Magic, filled with their notes and previous exams.

“Now that I remember, maybe we should get ready for P.E class, Vargas said we’re gonna have a practice with other classes today, and you know what that means...” Deuce interrupted the conversation, an alarmed expression on the first-years’ faces, who already knew how difficult was going to be the class that day.

“We better hurry up before he makes us run extra laps, let’s go.”

They made their way to the gym, but as soon as they reached the door of the room, a sudden agitated look could be seen on the prefect’s face.

“I forgot my folder at the cafeteria, I’ll go get it in a second, wait.”

They ran through the hallways until they arrived at the cafeteria, feeling confused as their folder was nowhere to be seen.

“Were you looking for this?”

(Y/n) knew that voice.

Great Seven, please tell me this is a joke…

They slowly turned around, only for them to see an angered look from the vicehousewarden of Scarabia. They could easily notice the tension on his body, and the frown that occupied his expression.

He still looks kind of cute, though…

Although it could have been better if he hadn’t been holding their previous exams in his hand, of course.

“So you’re telling you asked to tutor you, saying that you were almost failing Trein’s class, and made me put effort and time on something that WASN’T EVEN NECESSARY? Your lowest score was an 85, (Y/n)! Most of your exams are between 90 and 95!”

The prefect could only smile awkwardly at him, as they slowly reached Jamil to take the exams and folder from his hands.

“In my defense, I never scored 100 points before our study sessions, though…”

“(Y/n).”

“Sorry, sorry! I just didn’t have any other option!”

“Option for what?” He questioned, still with an irritated scowl on his features.

“To spend time with you-! Ah, I know it might sound dumb to you now, but you were so busy all the time, I didn't know how to get to be with you without anyone else interrupting... I'm aware that I made you waste your time by teaching me, I'm sorry for that."

Jamil didn't answer immediately.

He stared at (Y/n), wondering why would they make an excuse like that just to spend time with him, maybe...? No, probably it wasn't that.

Although a small voice in his head was hoping that it was because they felt the same as him.

"Why? You're welcome to Scarabia all the time, you know that."

"It's not the same." They answered, a faint blush on their cheeks. "When I get invited by Kalim, there's always a lot of people in the room...And I'd rather be only with you."

Soon enough, Jamil's face felt suddenly warm because of his bashful state, along with a surprised look as he stared back at the prefect.

“You are so dumb sometimes.” He mumbled, the frown coming back to his expression. “If you want to spend time with me, just tell me. It’s not that complicated…”

“Really?!”

“…Yeah.” Jamil mentally sighed, reminding himself that he should feel more annoyed at the prefect’s antics. But he didn’t.

“Perhaps you’d like to go outside the school this weekend, then? We can go watch a movie or visit a cafeteria, whatever you’d like to do.” (Y/n) quickly suggested in their sudden rush of confidence.

“Well, considering that now I don’t have to tutor anyone, I guess I have time.”

“Is that a yes?”

“Yes.”

The Ramshackle student smiled widely, briefly kissing the cheek of the vicehousewarden as they bid him goodbye, running to their next class.

Jamil stood in the middle of the hallway, still feeling embarrassed as he lightly touched the spot they kissed a few seconds ago.

Maybe he was the one who actually learned something from the prefect.

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I enjoyed your story about the prefect proposing to the ghost bride. At the end, she tosses the bouquet and walks away but what if some of the boys are moved by her proposal and want to catch the traditional bouquet. How would it play out among them and what will Yuu think when she later sees they have the bouquet? Choose any characters you'd like to focus on. Thank you!

╰┈➤"The prefect thought everything would go back to normal after the success of her proposal towards Eliza, but it seems like she caught the interest of a certain student with her words."

╰►Lowkey a continuation for this oneshot.

╰►Who's here?: Trey, Cater, Rook, Lilia and Ortho (Platonic, as Idia’s wingman).

╰►Female reader, scenario, non-established relationship.

╰►Note: Thanks for requesting <3 English is not my first language, so feel free to tell me if there's any grammatical mistake!

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﹙❥﹚Trey Clover ❜ ˖ ࣪⊹ ִֶָ

“I guess this is a sign for me to get married, haha…”

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As the prefect throw the bouquet in the air to have a dramatic departure from the cafeteria, she failed to calculate the direction of her toss, and she had to stop in the middle of her walk when she realized the flowers landed in an inconvenient place.

On Trey’s head, to be more exact.

(Y/n) rushed to the vicehousewarden, gently removing the bouquet from his head, an embarrassed expression on her face, as Trey chuckled at her behavior.

“Sorry! I didn’t mean to throw it at you, are you alright?”

“Of course, don’t worry. At least you didn’t toss it with too much strength.”

“Hey! I threw it with all my energy! Are you calling me weak?”

“Uh? So, you intended to hit me mercilessly with it then?”

“I never said that.” The prefect playfully smacked Trey’s shoulder, making him laugh again, as he stared fondly at the Ramshackle student.

“But I wonder what might this insinuate? Don’t you think it could be a hint or something?” He smiled, the wedding bouquet now resting in his hands.

⤿

﹙❥﹚Cater Diamond ❜ ˖ ࣪⊹ ִֶָ

“Weddings trends are so cool~ I wonder if I'll go viral once I get married?”

⤿

The next day after the ghost incident, the Ramshackle first-year walked towards the Heartslabyul Dorm to visit her friends, just to make sure they were doing okay after the events of the previous day.

On her way there, she checked Magicam on her phone, scrolling through different posts, most of them from Cater, as he was always the most active out of everyone.

But a certain picture caught her attention, while she walked through the magic mirror. A selfie of Cater, holding her bouquet as he winked at the camera, with a bunch of hashtags on the caption.

"I see you're looking at my pics, (Y/n)! They're fabulous, right?" The third-year student suddenly appeared next to her, it seemed like he just finished painting the roses. "But it's been such a long we’ve uploaded a picture together! I have the #perfect accessory, come with me~”

Once they arrived at his room, he quickly showed the prefect her own flower bouquet, which she used for the proposal the day before.

“This will look great, say cheese (Y/n)!”.

It turned out to be a cute photo, even when the prefect didn’t expect to see the hashtags ‘#WeddingBouquet #PutARingOnIt #MrAndMrsDiamond?’ on the caption.

⤿

﹙𑁍﹚Rook Hunt ❜ ˖ ࣪⊹ ִֶָ

“Such delightful performance! Oh, how marvelous can you be?”

⤿

Right after (Y/n) left the cafeteria, she could hear the sound of steps behind her, and soon, Rook appeared next to the prefect, a pleased smile on his face.

“You were certainly charming, Trickster! The grace and delicacy of your words have blessed my ears, I’ve never been more thankful for being in your glorious presence, I-”

“Is that the bouquet that Epel made for our spectacle from before?” The prefect interrupted, curiously gazing at the flowers that the hunter held.

“Indeed. I couldn’t let such a beautiful arrangement of flowers be wasted, even less after being carried by someone as divine as you.”

“Oh…” The prefect mumbled, a faint tint of red rushing to her cheeks. “Well, you can keep it, if you want…You helped me to come up with those romantic words before, I guess it’s fair.

“I did assist you with the basics, but most of what you said was effective due to your skill. A charm like yours could enchant anyone, mon chéri.” The third-year gazed affectionally towards the Ramshackle prefect.

“Although I hope to be the object of your affections, next time you hold a wedding bouquet.”

⤿

﹙⌦﹚Ortho Shroud ❜ ˖ ࣪⊹ ִֶָ

(who is on the mission of getting a partner for his shut-in brother)

“Oooh, if you two get married, you’d be my sister-in-law, right?”

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“(Y/n)! My brother asked me to return your flower bouquet to you!” Appeared Ortho at the Ramshackle door, the morning after the whole incident.

“Ah, hello Ortho.” The prefect greeted, smiling at him. “I actually throw it because of the traditional toss of the weddings, but thanks either way.” She received the flowers, two small papers attached to the flowers.

‘thx for ur help yesterday. very nice of you ig.’ Was written on one of the notes, the prefect easily recognizing Idia’s handwriting. The other piece of paper was a discount coupon for the videogames store in the city.

“What tradition?”

“Well, the bride has to toss the bouquet at the guests, and the one who catches it, it’s supposed to get married next.” (Y/n) explained, confused at the now excited look on Ortho’s face.

“My brother was who caught it!”

“Really? That’s cool.”

“But it’s probably going to be difficult. He doesn’t interact with a lot of people, you know?”

“Don’t say that! There’s gotta be someone that wants to be with Idia, he’s nice once you get to know him, after all.”

“I guess that leaves you as the only option, perhaps you’d be interested on helping my brother to follow the tradition…?”

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﹙⚔﹚Lilia Vanrouge ❜ ˖ ࣪⊹ ִֶָ

“Fufufu~ Marriage sounds very appealing right now.”

⤿

A week after Idia was kidnapped by the phantom bride, everything had come back to normal. As usual, you went to Diasomnia to visit one of your friends, the vicehousewarden of the said dorm. Lilia invited you regularly to join him at a gaming session, and that day wasn’t an exception.

“Oh, what a coincidence, that bouquet looks just like the one I had last week.”

“It is the same, actually!” The fae explained, chuckling at the confused expression of the prefect. “Isn’t that a human tradition? To catch the bouquet of the bride?”

“Yeah, but why would you want it?”

“I heardthat the one that gets it is supposed to be the next to get married~ And after so long, I think is normal for a man of my age to want a formal relationship, don’t you think?”

(Y/n) laughed at the words of the Diasomnia third-year, thinking he was just joking.

“I think you missed a few steps, Lilia. As far as I’m concerned, you don’t even have a partner. “

The dark-haired fae grinned widely, his entire aura changing, as he gazed confidently at the prefect’s eyes.

“Maybe you can help me with that, (Y/n).”

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I'll try with a Floyd request. Figure Floyd does male Yuu some small favor and expects one back in return. But to Yuu's shock its a pretty reasonable favor. Floyd really just wants Yuu to come to his basket ball games and practice. Figure it maybe ends with them agreeing to hang out more as friends.

╰┈➤"After being helped by the the infamous Floyd Leech, the prefect of Ramshackle is ready to sell his dorm and run away. Luckily for him, that won't be necessary."

╰►Male reader, oneshot, 1.4k words.

╰►Note: Thank you for requesting! <3 English is not my first language, so feel free to tell me if there's any grammatical mistake 💫

╰►Masterlist. (requests open)

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“I wanna go baaack.”

“We won’t come back to the dorm unless you finish studying for the exams that we have next week. The sooner we start, the sooner we’ll be free from this.”

“You sure are a boring henchman.”

Grim groaned as he was dragged inside the library. His last exam results weren’t precisely the best in the class, and now he was facing the consequences.

“Come here and help me get the book from that shelf.” The prefect pointed at a rather high bookshelf for his height. Most of the good books were always out of his reach, so (Y/n) always asked the cat monster to get them for him with magic.

When he wanted to cooperate, of course.

“Get it by yourself, I won’t help you to torture me! I’ll do fine studying by myself.”

“Might I remind you that, in the last test ACE had a better grade than you? Ace, out of all people?”

“I don’t care!”

“Grim, you little…” The prefect groaned, already feeling stressed out by Grim’s behavior.

“Uh~ Shrimpy looks as cute as always while being angry! Did someone bother you~?”

(Y/n) could easily recognize that voice, so there was no surprise when he spotted Floyd Leech walking towards him.

“Not really. I’m just trying to make Grim study for History of Magic, but I can’t reach the bookshelf and he won’t collaborate with me.” He explained, sighing.

“That’s no problem! Which one is it?”

“The book with the golden cover…Yeah, that one.” The prefect nodded as the Octavinelle student took the large tome that professor Trein recommended in their last class. “Thank you so much, Floyd!”

“Sure thing. Hope you have fun studying with Baby Seal~” He smiled at Grim, who looked daggers at him. “But Azul always says that when you do a favor to someone, they have to do the same, or something like that. So, you owe me, Shrimpy!” He said with an unusual cheerfulness, as he left the library.

“Sorry?” The prefect asked out loud, mostly for themselves, as the second-year student wasn’t there anymore.

…

“YOU OWE A FAVOR TO THAT EEL? HENCHMAN WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!”

“I DIDN’T THINK ANYTHING AT ALL!”

“WHAT IF HE WANTS OUR DORM IN RETURN?”

“CALM DOWN.”

They both stared at each other, trying to regain their serenity, as the prefect sat down in the chair in front of Grim’s seat.

“Everything will be alright, as long as we avoid him, alright? We’ll have to be careful, but we have to succeed if we don’t want to end up working at the Monstro Lounge until our fourth year.”

“This is horrible, (Y/n). Maybe we should go back to the dorm, just to make sure he doesn’t invade our house-”

“Don’t you dare to believe we’re gonna leave so easily. I took the biggest risk of my life to get this book, so you better study the entire thing and get the best grade in the class.” Dramatically said the first-year student.

“You ask for too much, henchman.”

⤿

The Ramshackle duo was capable of successfully evading the Leech twin for a week. They had to run, eat their lunch in the middle of the gym instead of the cafeteria, ask their first-year friends to report which hallways were clear, and avoid going outside their dorm for nothing that wasn’t strictly necessary.

The Octavinelle students were not people to mess around with, and even less when it came to the unpredictable Floyd.

But it was clear that the prefect’s success wouldn’t last forever.

“Hey (Y/n)! Would you mind helping me to take this to the gym?” Ace suddenly called him as he made his way back to his dorm.

“Sure.”

They quickly arrived at the gym, where some of the members of the basketball club were already setting everything for their practice of that day.

"I thought Jamil was also part of this club?"

"Ah, yeah, but the captain asked him to go look for-"

Ace suddenly froze, an alarmed expression on his face.

"Ace? Who is he looking for? Hey, Ace-"

"C'mon Sea Snake, I already said I don't feel like practicing!"

'I'm sorry' was what Ace's gaze silently fried to say to the prefect, who just stood in his place, thinking if he didn't move, he wouldn't be noticed by the Octavinelle second-year.

Maybe if he tried to leave quietly...

"Oh? Who's that…? Shrimpy? Hiii."

Nevermind.

"Hi, Floyd." The prefect tried to play it cool, a stiff smile appearing on his face. “It’s very nice to see you, but I gotta go, good luck on your practice-"

"Ya won't stay?"

"No, I've got a lot of homework to do, and... I left Grim unsupervised at the dorm, yeah. I have to go to take care of him, duties of a prefect and stuff." He tried to walk away, but he was stopped by a sudden grip on one of his wrists.

"But practice is already too boring! Stay~~."

"Floyd I can't-"

"Have you already forgotten you owe me a favor?" The Octavinelle student changed his demeanor all of a sudden, a scary expression replacing the previous smile he had. (Y/n) had to avoid letting out a squeal at the sight of the darkened mismatched eyes that seemed to gaze directly at this soul.

“O-of course not, Floyd. If it’s for the favor, I can stay, don’t worry.” He answered, another tense smile being formed by his features.

“Yay! Come sit here, you’ll see how cool I am at playing.”

One hour later, the prefect could be seen noticeably more relaxed, as he watched the team practice for their next match. Floyd would regularly come to his spot on the bench, to point out something he did good, or sulking because he made a mistake. It was quite adorable, if he ignored that he was there after almost being threatened by the eel.

“You should come more often, prefect. It’s been a pretty long time ever since the last time I saw Floyd acting peacefully at practice.” Ace said as they finished cleaning the gym.

“He was acting peacefully today? How does he act usually then?” He asked, a little shocked.

“You don’t wanna know, I assure you.” The Heasrtlabyul student sighed. “But we have our next game in three days, maybe you should go.”

“I don’t know, Ace, I’ve been very busy lately-”

“But you’ll go either way, right~? I don’t think you want to refuse to repay me for the favor I did to you, Shrimpy.” Floyd suddenly appeared behind him, almost giving him a heart attack.

“Floyd! But I thought I already returned the favor by staying here?”

“Didn’t ya hear what I said before? I want you to come to all of my practices and games.” The second-year pouted, feeling annoyed that (Y/n) didn’t pay attention to him.

“Did you say that…?” The prefect questioned, mostly for himself. But at the sight of Floyd’s irritated face, he thought it was better to pretend that he heard it. “Ah, of course you said it, sorry. I’ll see you at your next game then?”

“Sure~ You’ll see how great I am once I win that match!”

The team actually lost.

The prefect couldn’t avoid chuckling at the sulking form of the moody second-year, who remained angry in a corner of the gym, as he looked quite childish.

“You did good Floyd.”

“I did, but those stupid morons kept getting in my way, they were lame.” He glared at the students from the other school, who felt intimidated by the angry look of the eel, even from afar.

“Uh…Maybe you’ll feel better if I invite you to eat ice cream?” The prefect asked with a quiet demeanor.

…

“Sure!! Let’s go Shrimpy~!!” Floyd’s mood suddenly improved, as he caught (Y/n)’s wrist to drag them out of the gym, without bothering to change his basketball uniform before leaving.

The Ramshackle student laughed loudly at the behavior of the Octavinelle student, as they let him guide through the city, looking for an ice cream store.

Maybe Floyd wasn’t so bad as others said, after all.

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Azul’s Deal, pt 5.

╰┈➤"Hearts have been broken, and Azul doesn't know how to deal with those complicated feelings. Could the prefect understand how confused he was? To forgive and accept him? There's no certain answer."

╰►Gender neutral reader, part 5/5, 1.6k words.

╰►Note: The last part <3 The song mentioned at the beginning is Yours by Conan Gray. English is not my first language, so feel free to tell me if there's any grammatical mistake!

╰► Read here : Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, -.

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╰►Masterlist. (requests open)

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"Oh-oh, all I really wanted was that look in your eyes. Like you already know that I'm the love of your life. Like you already know you're never sayin' goodbye~".

"Please turn off the music, Grim."

"But I'm not yours, I'm not your-"

(Y/n) sighed at the now silent mood in the room, bothered by their playlist filled with break-up songs.

But it has been a week ever since the last time they spoke to Azul, and their mood was certainly not the best.

The prefect knew beforehand that their chances with Azul were uncertain, and still, they went to his office with a confession on their mind, and a hopeful demeanor. A demeanor that was destroyed as soon as the words ‘end the deal’ left his lips.

But what else could they do? Even with the regret that filled their thoughts, at that moment, they knew that would be their only opportunity of being honest with him, even if the result wasn’t positive for them.

That day wasn’t the worst either way. It got even more terrible the next day, when they seemed to encounter him on every step they took. In the hallway, the cafeteria, the lab, the mirror hall, the headmage’s office.

It didn’t matter where they looked, Azul was everywhere.

At least, their first-year friends noticed their gloomy humour and the connection it had with the Octavinelle dorm leader. Now, they always took turns to escort them between classes, and every time Azul seemed to be near them, their friends would try to come up with a distraction.

Even Sebek tried his best, as he talked profusely about his devotion towards his great young master to avoid that they could listen to Azul speaking with Jade at a nearby table in the cafeteria.

But every time, the prefect could easily notice him, and the distance between them seemed to be more and more evident.

“Aren’t you tired of sighing and crying all day? I know humans aren’t as strong as the great Grim, but a good can of tuna could make you less miserable.”

“I don’t feel like eating tuna, sorry.”

“Then get ME a can of tuna and you can buy some ice cream or something, let’s go.”

(Y/n) could only laugh at Grim’s attempts of getting them to walk through the door, even when his pawns were too tiny to actually make them move. Either way, they ended up carrying the cat monster in their arms as they walked toward Sam’s shop.

“Prefect, what a pleasure it’s to see you here, I was actually looking for you.”

You’ve got to be joking.

“Can’t say the same about you, Jade. I gotta go, sorry.”

They tried to leave, but Jade’s arm interrupted their walk, carefully holding their free wrist.

“I’m afraid the topics I’ve got to discuss with you are urgent, so I’m asking you to join me for a brief chat. I promise it won’t take long.”

Jade’s demeanor was as inhumanly polite as always, but the almost unnoticeable tint of concern on his voice made the prefect feel curious. It wasn’t like they could refuse, either way, so they stood there, willing to listen.

“It’s about Azul.”

Maybe I should transfer to the RSA… No, no, I wouldn’t be able to administrate the Monstro Lounge from there. Besides, I wouldn’t look good in a white uniform.

Azul Ashengrotto stared at the ceiling of his office, wondering why forgetting about (Y/n) was taking so long. He felt genuinely confused, powerless at the fact that he tried everything he could come up with to avoid thinking about the prefect of Ramshackle.

He even went hiking with Jade, as the eel said it could help him to ease his thoughts.

Though the only thing that was eased, was his will to live, as he couldn’t reach even half of the way up to the mountain.

Now, not only did his heart ache, but his entire body too.

The dorm leader spent his days thinking about different solutions for his problems, but everything was related to (Y/n). There was no positive scenario where they weren’t present.

I can’t keep acting like this…

It was certain that he wouldn’t be able to come back to his usual composed demeanor without being honest with (Y/n) first. Maybe he should have done that in the first place. That day, if he had confessed to them…

A sudden rush of confidence invaded him, an energy that could only come to him thanks to a brief moment of hope. Maybe it wasn’t too late? Maybe the prefect would understand? Maybe they could forgive him?

An impeccable speech started to form in his mind, he was already planning how to convince them that he was being honest, to demonstrate how much he wanted to be next to them-

“You’ve got a visitor, Azul.” Jade’s voice interrupted his ideas.

“Not now, I have to go to the Ramshackle dorm-”

“That won’t be necessary.”

...

For the first time in days, Azul was able to breathe peacefully at the sight of (Y/n), a desperate urgency suddenly appearing, a tortuous need to not make the same mistake again.

…Which was abruptly replaced with panic and fear of being rejected.

“I’ll leave you two to solve your problems. In the meantime, I’ll take care of the Monstro Lounge.” Jade quickly left.

…

An unpleasant silence reigned in the room, as Azul seemed to freeze, every word he was planning to say already forgotten.

“Jade said you had something to tell me. I’m listening, but I have work to do, so…” The prefect’s voice took him out of his trance, making him realize he didn’t have much time.

‘Say something! Anything!’ The Octavinelle student panicked.

“I haven’t seen you in a while.”

‘Something less obvious, Azul!’

“It’s been uncomfortable for me to be so distant from you.” He added.

“Well, I apologize. I just… didn’t want to feel awkward, after being rejected, y’know.”

Oh.

Right, he was the only one to blame for that.

“I didn’t mean to.”

“Yeah, it’s not your fault if you don’t like me, I understand-”

“I didn’t mean to reject you.”

...

“Excuse me?”

The dorm leader took a deep breath, getting up from his chair to walk closer to the prefect, nervous and anxious, but aware of the fact that this might be his only opportunity.

“I know you probably don’t want to hear this from me now, but I didn’t want to end our deal either. Even though I did take advantage of it to improve my reputation, I noticed that it wasn’t the main reason why I offered such a compromise to you. I think…I realized I had feelings for you and I got scared.”

A glimmer of hope shined in (Y/n)’s eyes, a faint smile already adorning their expression.

“I know I shouldn’t love you in the first place, but I can’t help it. I tried to take you out of my life, thinking that it would solve everything, but it didn’t. Even in such a short period of time, I got desperate for not being with you. I’m sorry. I completely understand if you don’t want me now, I know I hurt you-”

“Kiss it better, then.”

“…E-excuse me?”

Azul was quick on blushing, both surprised by the sudden acceptance of the magicless student and by their declarations.

“Yes, you did hurt me, so you’ll have to repay me for it.”

“But- I thought you might want to reject me, after the things I said-”

“I knew you didn’t mean it, it’s alright.

They, in fact, didn’t know shit.

If it wasn’t for Jade, they would probably have been more upset with the dorm leader.

But they heard about how Azul spent those days as heartbroken as them, without being able to concentrate due to their absence.

The eel also took grand caution in explaining that his housewarden was probably just denying his feelings because of his attachment problems, and not because he actually didn’t like them back.

(Y/n) could relate to those insecurities.

“So, you…still like me?”

“Of course, as long as you feel the same.”

“I do!” He nervously reassured.

They stared at each other, the awkward feeling from before already forgotten, being replaced by genuine delight.

(Y/n) saw Azul’s smile a hundred times before; some of them very stiff, even fake, while others were just small demonstrations of joy. But the expression on his face never looked as beautiful as at that moment.

“Then what are you waiting for? You have to compensate me, remember?”

Azul ignored all the doubts that remained in the deeps of his mind, knowing it wasn’t the time to let them control his behavior. He could take care of them later.

Now, he only wanted to concentrate on the feeling of (Y/n)’s arms making their way towards his neck, engulfing him in a kind of emotion he never thought he’d experience.

But they were there, being so ethereally perfect, with their glimmering eyes focused on him, lovely words being whispered in his ear.

Only for him.

His eyes were quick to descend upon the lips of the magicless prefect, and even quicker to desperately catch them between his own. The unknown need to keep on kissing them suddenly appeared, and he realized how long he had waited for that moment.

One kiss, two kisses, three kisses.

They lost the count, until he stopped to catch his breath, a determined gaze on the dorm leader’s expression.

“I will repay you for my foolish words for as long as you want, but I also promise to never say something so careless again, and to cherish you in the way you deserve. Just stay with me, (Y/n).”

The prefect chuckled softly, stealing another kiss from the lips of the housewarden.

“Sounds like a fair deal to me, Azul.”

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Azul’s Deal, pt 4.

╰┈➤“Azul thought he regained control over his reputation at NRC… Turns out, he actually didn’t. Now, he has to figure out how to annul his deal with the prefect.”

╰►Gender neutral reader, part 4/5, 1.9k words.

╰►Note: This was supposed to be the last part, but I decided to divide it in two! English is not my first language, so feel free to tell me if there are any grammatical mistakes <3.

╰► Read here: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, - Part 5.

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Prefect (Y/n) from Ramshackle held the reputation of being an exceptional person, at Night Raven College.

Brave, kind, curious, outstanding, caring…They managed to build their reputation by trying their best in a world that wasn’t theirs, earning the respect of most of the students out of kindness.

Or at least, that was how Azul saw it.

He didn’t know if he was capable of describing the prefect objectively anymore, as compliments and moments with them filled his mind as soon as he heard their name.

The quickening rhythm of his heart, his blushed expression, the warm feeling on his chest, the impatience of wanting to be next to (Y/n), the need of protecting them, lovely emotions he never got to experience before.

He needed to get rid of those feelings.

Azul was no fool (although that was a debatable declaration), and that day, as soon as he felt the prefect’s lips on his, he realized he started to like them. Maybe he did ever since he offered to make a deal. Maybe he always did. He felt confused.

But this wasn’t like him. He knew better than falling in love with someone…right?

He groaned as he left his classroom, an upset expression decorating his features as he made his way to his last class of the day, already tired of not being able to concentrate thanks to a certain magicless human.

“You might have won the bet, but that doesn’t mean my point isn’t valid.”

…Were those the students from last time, that compared him to Idia?

“Housewarden Idia remains safe and single, and Azul is dating the prefect. Seems fair to me.”

“Haven’t you seen the way he acts now though?”

Azul frowned, silently trying to recall if he had any different behavior lately.

“He goes ahead and acts all mighty and scary as if he didn’t giggle like a child every time he’s near the prefect.”

That couldn’t be true, right? Azul quickly texted Jade.

‘Do I do anything different when the prefect is around?’.

“And this morning I saw him blushing so much I thought he was gonna explode, like, why would a housewarden act like that? Seems lame to me.”

‘You get so flustered that I’m starting to believe you got poisoned with one of my mushrooms recipes. Care to try my latest finds so I can analyze them to find a cure for you?’

Enough.

He would solve this problem by himself-

"Both of you are pretty bold to talk about the housewardens in that way."

"Ah, but you aren’t better than us. It's bad to eavesdrop on other's people conversation." One of them tried to play it cool.

“I don’t think that applies here, I’m just here because I heard my boyfriend’s name.” An accusatory tone could be heard in (Y/n)'s voice. Azul recognized it immediately, as they acted the same when they scolded their first-year friends.

“Sorry, prefect! We won’t bother you again-"

“We did nothing wrong though, we were just saying that a housewarden started to act different, that’s all.”

“And why would Azul’s attitude be any of your business? As far as I’m concerned, neither of you are part of his dorm.”

“Housewardens have duties, prefect. Seeing one of them being all flustered and lovesick doesn’t give the best example to the rest of the students-"

“Who hurt you so badly to make you believe that having feelings is embarrassing?” They asked, exasperation and fatigue present in their voice. “Yeah, he might have a lot of responsibilities, but the way he acts while being in a relationship doesn’t have to be approved by anyone but us.”

“Of course, but the image he has-"

“It doesn’t matter. He excels at everything he does, he’s ambitious and stays working hard to improve, and he’s an excellent partner. Both of you could only dream of being as exceptional as he is.” The prefect sighed, getting ready to continue their way to their classroom. “But I’m certainly impressed by your audacity, though. To openly criticize other’s people relationships while being single… Sounds like bitchless behavior to me. So, stop talking bullshit and worry about your own life.”

Both students stood in the middle of the hallway, taken aback by the prefect’s words. One of them cleared his throat to interrupt the silence, and they started to talk about their exams for the next week, awkwardly changing the subject.

‘He’s an excellent partner’

(Y/n)’s declaration was repeated over and over in his thoughts. How foolish could they be? To say such things about something that wasn’t even real? To forget that the boundaries of their relationship were specified by a mere deal?

It was utterly ridiculous.

Almost as ridiculous as the warm feeling on his chest, and the smile of pure pride and delight that was set on his face.

It was certain to say, he wouldn’t be able to concentrate on his next class, either.

⤿

“You seem nervous, Azul. Is anything troubling you?” Jade’s question greeted him as he walked inside the Lounge.

“Everything is perfect, Jade. I have a lot of paperwork to finish, so I need you to find the prefect and bring them to the VIP room as soon as you can.” He immediately went to his office, not bothering to listen to any comment that his vicehousewarden could have made.

I can’t keep acting like this…

He reassured himself that this was the right call. It had to be.

The reason why he didn’t have anyone else to ask to be his partner in the first place, was because he didn’t want to create such bonds with anyone. He did well through childhood without company. Now he had Jade and Floyd, but they were mere collaborators of his business, nothing more. He refused to acknowledge any kind of attachment.

The prefect was the perfect person to ask for help because they had no connections with this world.

They would assist him to improve his reputation, and then he would erase any bond he had with them. In the best-case scenario, (Y/n) would come back to their world in a few months and he could forget about their existence.

In his plan there was nothing said about falling in love.

Not then, and definitely not now.

The butterflies in his stomach were temporary, and if he listened to them, they would quickly be replaced with rejection and pain. Azul couldn’t afford to be stopped by such silly things.

He knew better than to be fooled by the idea of being loved by someone else.

“Azul.”

But that voice… Almost made him regret what he was going to do.

“Prefect.” His voice was filled with confidence he learned to master through all those years. A confidence that was actually inexistent. “Sit down, I wouldn’t like for you to be uncomfortable.”

“You look awfully tense today, are you okay?”

“Of course, there’s no reason for me to be upset.” He grinned to prove his point. “But we don’t have time to lose, I didn’t call you to chat about trivial matters. We have things to discuss.

“Oh, okay…I thought you might have wanted to take a break from all your tasks. But go ahead.” They said, trying to ignore his unusual demeanor.

Azul couldn’t avoid letting out a sigh, praying that his indifferent attitude would cover his doubts.

“I’m thankful for your help through all these months, but I believe it’s convenient for us to end our deal, as I don’t require your assistance anymore.”

A tense silence was set after his words.

Usually, Azul was able to read easily the prefect’s expressions, but at that moment, he wasn’t capable of understanding the emotion they held in their eyes.

After a few seconds, (Y/n) seemed to snap out of their thoughts, straightening their posture as they gazed directly at the housewarden’s eyes.

“Might I ask why would you do this so suddenly?”

“As I said, I no longer need to have a partner, my image has improved significantly and that’s all that I needed. As simple as that.”

“I don’t understand…” They mumbled, confusion in their voice. “I thought we had grown close enough for you to talk to me. You can’t go ahead and break up with me all of a sudden.”

“We’re not breaking up because there was no real relationship in the first place. I’m ending our deal, which is different.”

“I don’t want to.”

Azul’s aspect remained inexpressive, as he wondered why he would receive such response from (Y/n), one that gave him hope of a different outcome out of that situation.

But he knew better than believing in something uncertain.

“And why would that be, prefect? Were you unsatisfied with my performance as your partner?”

“No, it’s just that…Maybe I’m not ready to end the deal.”

“There’s no reason for it, if you’re worried about the food we provided for you and Grim, we can-”

“It’s not about the food, it’s about you.”

Shocked eyes of a housewarden were met with the hesitant gaze of a magicless prefect.

(Y/n) was aware of the risk. They could recall Grim’s warnings when they started to feel different about the Octavinelle dorm leader ‘As much as I enjoy a free can of tuna, that octopus isn’t someone ya should trust, and I wouldn’t want my henchman to be scammed.’

But Azul seemed genuine every time he displayed any kind of affection towards them. He never demonstrated it physically, but the time they spent together, the small gifts, the help he provided, the worry in his eyes when they got hurt, and the concerned text messages every time they were overworked.

That wasn't part of the deal.

They wanted to believe that it was real, even if he ended up breaking their heart.

"You might believe it's stupid, but I think I have feelings for you. Deal or not, I like you."

Azul stood astonished by their confession, a million thoughts running through his head, begging him to change his mind.

But he couldn't.

He knew better than trusting a hopeless feeling.

"I apologize for any confusion you might have had because of me, prefect. Romantic feelings weren't described in our agreement, so I'm not responsible for any additional inconvenience of that kind."

...

"Oh..."

Don't...

Don't look at me like that, as if you actually loved me.

Azul reassured himself that this was for the best. (Y/n) deserved better. He couldn't provide the stability they probably needed. He couldn't handle his feelings in the right way. He couldn't deal with a possible broken heart.

"If that's everything to discuss, I'll ask you to leave before my next meeting. As I said before, you don't have to worry about your lunch, Jade will deliver it as usual-"

"He doesn't need to. I can handle it on my own. Sorry to bother you." They quickly left, not letting Azul see the sorrowful look on their face, disappointment and regret already filling the Prefect's heart.

Silence.

No sound was made in the room after (Y/n) left.

Azul stared at the chair where they had been just a minute ago, wondering why that uneasy feeling didn't fade away.

He already finished the deal. That should have been enough. Everything had to be alright now.

But why can't he get rid of the guilt and desperation of not being honest, of rejecting someone that never tried to hurt him?

Maybe he just needed time. Azul got used to being with the Prefect, it was obvious for him to feel upset, he just had to get used to being by himself again.

He had to.

Because he knew better than longing for a love that made him feel so helpless.

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Azul’s Deal, pt 3.

╰┈➤"“The shenanigans of a dumb fake couple. And Azul being even dumber, refusing to acknowledge the warm feeling on his chest every time he saw the Prefect of Ramshackle."

╰►Gender neutral reader, part 3/5, 1.9k words.

╰►Note: Some of the mini stories that define the relationship between Azul and the prefect, a bit longer that the other parts. English is not my first language, so feel free to tell me if there's any grammatical mistake <3.

╰► Read here : Part 1, Part 2, - Part 4, Part 5.

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“Ya must be out of your mind, (Y/n)! Have you forgotten the hell we went through because of him?!”

As lovely as always, Ace.

The prefect could only sigh. They planned to tell the Adeuce duo about their relationship beforehand, to prevent such reactions. Too bad they saw Cater’s post first.

“And have you forgotten who were the ones that put themselves willingly in that situation?”

“That didn’t give him the right to treat us like slaves!”

“We don’t have anemones on our heads anymore, leave it in the past.” Grim suddenly joined the conversation, a meat sandwich between his paws.

“How come you aren’t bothered by this? I thought you still were scared of the Octavinelle students.” Questioned Deuce.

“The great Grim would never be scared of a pair of fishes in the first place! Besides, my henchman deserves some happiness, y’know?”

(Y/n) gazed at the cat monster with a questioning look, knowing very well he just supported them because of the food that was provided to them, courtesy of the Monstro Lounge kitchen.

“Why are we discussing my romantic life in the first place? We have other things to talk about, like the history test that we have tomorrow.” The Ramshackle student tried to change the subject, an accusatory tone on their voice.

“Ah, Prefect, there’s no time for chatting, we should go change for the P.E classes. Let’s go, let’s go~.” Ace hurried the first-year group as he walked away, probably to look for his uniform for their next class…And to avoid a lecture for not studying yet.

“A test, you say? You didn’t tell me about that, (Y/n).” Azul voice appeared out of nowhere, startling the magicless human.

"Oh, Azul." They said, as a greeting. "I studied beforehand. Besides, I know you're busy, I wouldn't like to trouble you-"

"You're never a bother, Prefect. Feel free to visit me this afternoon, I'll help you with whatever you haven't studied yet." He laid his hand on (Y/n)'s head in a comforting manner, then continued to walk to his next class. As they watched him move through the hallway, the Ramshackle student suddenly felt painfully aware of the curious looks of other students upon them.

"That...felt surreal." Deuce murmured, looking perturbed at the odd sight of seeing the housewarden of Octavinelle treating someone nicely.

"...Yeah." (Y/n) could only agree, catching Deuce's arm to drag him to the direction that their other Heartslabyul friend followed before. "C'mon, let's find Ace."

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The housewarden of Octavinelle and the prefect of Ramshackle.

At first, it was quite a shock for the student body to find out that they were, in fact, a couple. It just didn't seem to be something that was supposed to happen.

There were a lot of bets of who would be the one to conquer the prefect's heart, as they were one the most peculiar and surprising members of Night Raven College. They hold a charm that nobody else could have, a charisma from another world. Literally.

But Azul, in the other hand, wasn't known for his ability to flirt or attract a romantic interest, precisely.

Either way, it has been already a month after the day they first introduced themselves as a couple, and things went smoothly almost all the time.

Almost.

"What was that?!" Azul questioned with unusual urgency at (Y/n), as soon as they reached his office, after school hours ended.

"Uhm, what are you talking about?"

"The thing you did!"

"The thing I did...?"

"At the hallway!"

"Azul, dear, we saw each other at least 10 times at the hallway today."

"Please don't play dumb..."

"I'm not, really." The prefect guided the Octavinelle student towards the nearest sofa, sitting next to him. "So, I'll be more than pleased if you could explain me what are you so angry for." They said, starting to get worried about the prominent blush on his face, which the prefect supposed it was due annoyance, like Riddle's expression every time he collared someone.

“I’m not angry, I just…Didn’t expect you to kiss me in the middle of the hallway.”

…

“Oh…Sorry if it made you uncomfortable, but it was just a peck on your cheek! I won’t do it again if it bothers you, I promise.”

“You are allowed to do it.”

“Uh?”

“I mean-! We technically have been together for a month now, it would be weird not to show certain demonstrations of physical contact, I guess…” Bashfully excused the housewarden, trying to play it cool as he walked towards his desk.

“Okay then!” Nodded the prefect. “But you told me yesterday you wanted me to come here today, is something the matter?”

“About that…” Azul took a deep breath, collecting as much confidence he could, coming back to his usual composed expression. “I just remembered I had to give you something.” He explained, taking a shopping bag from his chair, putting it in the prefect’s hands.

“For me? Really?” The magicless student asked, genuine curiosity in their eyes as they opened the bag.

A jacket.

A warm jacket, of one of their favorite colors, with a small embroidery of a seashell in one of the pockets.

“You said you couldn’t afford one, and I’ve seen you shiver a lot lately due to the cold, so…” Murmured Azul, taken aback by the amazed look in (Y/n)’s face, not being able to gaze somewhere else. “It would be pretty suspicious for me not to notice that kind of things, you know, for the plan. You can go ahead and say I gave it to you due to my affectionate and gracious personality, as benevolent as always-” He tried to regain the control of his words.

However, he was quickly shut down by the grateful smile of (Y/n). A smile so brilliant, so adorable, so precious that it was capable to make him speechless. He never experienced the feeling of wanting to remain silent, as he always wanted to be the one leading the conversations. To control what was being said.

But at that moment, he had been defeated by a single action. He would never speak another word again, if it meant that he could get to see that smile forever.

“Thanks, Azul.”

⤿

Three days after that moment, they had their first housewarden meeting together.

(Y/n) technically shouldn’t be part of them, being a prefect that only had one student (cat) under their care. But after spending so much time at school, and working as much as the other dorm leaders (thanks to Crowley), everyone agreed that there was no problem with them participating on some of the meetings.

“The bow you’re wearing looks horrible with that jacket, potato. It doesn’t match.” Vil’s kind words were the first thing to greet them as they arrived to the room.

“I think it looks pretty!” Kalim suddenly commented, smiling towards the prefect, who was sitting in the closest empty chair they found.

“Indeed, it does.” Azul’s voice resonated from the door, as he made his way to the seat next to (Y/n)’s, a faint smile on his lips.

Vil’s eyes scanned suspiciously the couple in front of him. Ever since the beginning of the relationship of the Octavinelle student and the magicless prefect, he didn’t believe there was real chemistry between them, just like him and his co-stars from his works as an actor.

But lately, there was something different about them.

“Even without the bow, the jacket looks awfully out of place with your uniform, (Y/n). The school blazer complemented your features a lot better.” He continued with his fashion advice.

“Oh, you think so? The school blazer is not warm enough though, I’d rather keep wearing the jacket to avoid feeling cold.”

“If that’s the case, I’ve got a beautiful sweater of your favorite color. The material is incredibly soft and warm, it would enhance your natural beauty.” He smiled gracefully.

“Really? I-”

“That won’t be necessary. If (Y/n) needs a sweater, I will buy it for them. You don’t have to worry, Vil.” Azul widely smiled, but that wasn’t enough to cover the slight annoyance on his expression.

“Azul-”

“Can you all shut up? We get it, the cephalo-punk is jealous. Now let me sleep before that crow arrives.” Leona interrupted, and with that, the prefect noticed he had been all this time seated on the farthest chair on the room, resting his head on the table.

Nonetheless, the focus of (Y/n) quickly came back to Octavinelle’s housewarden, who took a notebook out of nowhere to cover his face, pretending to read something, ending the conversation.

Still, the prefect could have sworn that they saw a tint of red from one of the slightly uncovered sides of his expression.

⤿

Busy and full of work to do, that would be a good summary of the last days for Azul and (Y/n).

It had been a particularly difficult week, with tests and school work every day, housewarden duties, tasks given by the headmage, the management of the Monstro Lounge, Grim’s latest messes, people asking them for help for their upcoming exams.

The only relationship goals they had lately, was that they were equally exhausted.

So, to encounter each other at the middle of the hallway was kind of a miracle, as they didn’t spent time together in the past week (relationship rules already forgotten due to the lack of time).

They stopped in the middle of their walks, (Y/n) smiled and Azul sighed, realizing how much time had happened ever since the last time he saw them.

It was weird, after a week of not receiving the casual glances and greetings from the first-year student. He wouldn’t admit it, but he somehow got used to being hugged and kissed in the cheek every time they were in the same hallway.

“You look tired.” Said the Ramshackle student, glaring at the housewarden’s face.

“I could say the same about you.”

They both laughed, pity in their eyes as they observed the stack of papers that they had on their hands. (Y/n) was carrying notes for Crewel, Azul had to deliver some paperwork for the headmage.

“You should come to the Monstro Lounge after class.”

“Do you have free time?”

“No, but neither do you. Come to finish your homework, I don’t think there would be any problem if we work together at my desk.”

“Sure, I’ll see you later.”

(Y/n)’s face got closer to his, and this time, he didn’t freak out, as he already got used to being kissed in the cheek by the prefect, something that now was a habit, he had no reason to blush, it was completely normal-

But that definitely wasn’t his cheek.

Azul stood dumbfounded in the middle of the hallway, eyes focused on the walking prefect, analyzing what just happened.

The pressure of (Y/n)’s kiss always felt similar every time they bid goodbye to him, but this time…maybe they didn’t calculate the position of his face? Maybe they were distracted? Maybe they were too tired?

Because…

Why would the prefect kiss him on the lips like that?!

Oh, great seven.

Oh.

OH.

Azul suddenly seemed to comprehend the situation.

Bright red making its way towards his face, a nervous tic setting on his eyebrow and his reputation being sent to hell as he tried his best not to scream, his collected demeanor nowhere to be seen by the students that walked beside him.

“DID THE PREFECT JUST-”

His mind was full of thoughts, theories to justify (Y/n)’s behavior, solutions to his lack of composure, questions about why his heart raced at such fast pace. But only one thing was clear.

(Y/n) would be the death of him.

…

And maybe he wanted them to be.

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╰► Read here : Part 1, Part 2, - Part 4, Part 5.

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