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WHY I LOVE BALAM SHICHIRO AND WHY YOU SHOULD TOO

1) HE IS ADORABLE AS FUCK

• just look at that smile.

• LOOK AT HIM. YOU'RE GONNA TELL ME HE'S NOT ADORABLE???

• HE IS SO CUTE AND WHOLESOME LIKE BRO

• cuteness overload

• Idk he just makes my heart feel so FUZZY and WARM...

2) HE GIVES PLENTY OF HEAD PATS AND AFFECTION

• bro will for real pat your head a total of 60 times per minute.

• basically, your head isnt spared from his warm hands for a SINGLE second.

• AND TBH IM NOT COMPLAINING.

• I'm a touch starved person so he's like perfect for me

• HE IS SO EXPRESSIVE WITH AFFECTION

• His head pats look so COMFORTING.. JUST LOOK.

3) HE IS CARING AND UNDERSTANDING

• need I say more?

• he's just so kind, caring, understanding, gentle and soft

4) HE LOVES PLANTS AND ANIMALS/LIFE

• bro is the definition of GREEN 💚

• Idk why but him liking plants and animals just makes so much sense

• HE IS GENTLE AND PATIENT AND SOSOSO 💚💚💚

5) HIS CHARACTER/PERSONALITY

• I don't think I have to elaborate.

• HES PERFECT. he's so wholesome and chill and the way he smiles and how happy he gets when he sees his students and how much he loves his job and how gentle he is with iruma and how caring he is and how reliable he is and how STRONG HE IS JWBDKSJDKS

JUST LOOK AT HOW ADORABLE HE IS.

also, yep. I'm a huge simp.

6) HE DESERVES LOVE.

• we all know that he's insecure about his looks and wish he wouldn't scare people away. How he wishes he can love others without worrying about them running away after seeing his face..

• WHEN I TELL YOU THAT MADE MY HEART SHATTER

• dw balam i will gladly give you all the love you deserve <3

• like personally I believe he DESERVES to be showered with love whether it's from an animal, a person, or possibly a PLANT.. but that might just be me

7) HE IS A WALKING GREEN FLAG. GREEN. LITERALLY THE WHOLE FOREST. HE IS SO <33333

I don't think I need to elaborate more because by now you must know how much I love Balam Shichiro 💯💯

don't mind me simping shamelessly here HES JUST SO CUTE AND PERFECTT

Anyways I'm done, requests are open btw HIT ME WITH ONE RN

BYEEE

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sleptrn · 1 year

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Kalego Angst With a Hint Of Fluff ( Gender Neutral)

Fandom: Welcome To Demon School Iruma-Kun!

tw! - insults, swear words, self-degrading, mentions of blood, injuries

includes: a 'fight', blaming, guilt, anger, rage, Kalego actually caring for you #WOAH😱😱/hj, friendly banter, jokingly fighting in the end (verbally), Kalego being obliviously smitten, fluff

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"Fucking hell. You're so fucking stupid. What the hell is wrong with you?" Kalego grumbled as he pinched the space between his eyebrows.

He's visibly frustrated. No, frustrated is an understatement. He's absolutely enraged. So enraged to the point where you wouldn't be surprised if he killed you right here, right now.

But what exactly brought upon this? What exactly caused Kalego to be in such a furious state...?

You.

You did.

You're the cause of this.

And..

"It's all your fucking fault." He glares at you, with anger so strong that you flinch and look away, too scared to meet his gaze as it might be the end of you.

As he silently ponders for a few seconds about what to do next, thousands of thoughts start running through your head...

'He hates me now.... I fucked up... I shouldn't have messed around with his spell books.. if I didn't, the beast wouldn't have been released... Everything would've been fine...'

Indeed. Kalego isn't frustrated over something small and petty like a spilled coffee,

or you accidentally killing or dislocating his beloved cacti.

....Okay, maybe that isn't small or petty.

He's frustrated over the fact that you've just released a beast even Sullivan would have a hard time defeating.

Worst part about this is that, Sullivan is currently attending to foreign matters in a foreign realm along with all the great superiors of the Netherworld. Thus, it's up to the teachers of the school to take down this beast.

With absolutely no time to waste, Kalego glared at you one last time before storming out of the room, rushing towards where the beast was.

You were frozen on the floor, not knowing what to do. You felt helpless. This is all your fault, yet you can't do anything to help... Can you do anything to help?

No, you can't. You'd just get in Kalego's way.

'I really am nothing but a nuisance..'

You thought to yourself.

Despite your shock, you somehow picked yourself up and got on your feet. With trembling knees, you stumbled towards the window and gasped when you saw that the beast had already defeated 3 teachers and they were all laying on the battlefield, covered in blood.

You felt sick to your stomach, unsure if it was from the gorey sight or the sense of guilt taking over you.

You watched as Kalego arrived at the scene. He looked as stern as always, always standing his ground. But even from here, you could see that he had a hint of fear in his eyes. Well, he was in the presence of a beast who could probably wipe him and the whole school out within 20 minutes after all.

You stare anxiously as he exchanged blows with the beast, casting as many spells as he could with all his might. His comrades fought by his side, but they were all slowly knocked down, one by one. In the end, Kalego was the last man standing.

He took a deep breath.

Inhale.

Exhale.

He closed his eyes for a little while, as if he's praying or recalling a memory...

When he opened his eyes again, he turned towards your direction and looked right at you. He nodded at you slightly with a bittersweet smile.

His eyes were full of will and determination, but also sorrow.

Huh?

You felt your stomach swirl from fear.

Oh no.

Please. Please don't tell me he's planning to-

Before you could collect your thoughts, Kalego charged up a chant and started attacking the beast with all his might. He casted all sorts of spell, even attacked it physically a few times. They exchanged blows, each blow got increasingly brutal and painful.

You couldn't stand watching the fight helplessly through a glass window when Kalego was risking his life for the school, so you dashed out of the room into the hallways.

I have to get there. I have to do something. I have to be at least a little useful. Fuck. Kalego, please. Hold on a little longer.

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When you reached the battlefield, you scouted your surroundings.

Teachers covered in blood were littered on the floor, injured students were scattered by the grass.

The beast was still standing.

Kalego was not.

You stared at Kalego's trembling body in horror. You hurriedly ran towards him and cradled him in your arms.

"KALEGO!!" You screamed in terror as he slightly raised his excruciatingly heavy eyelids and coughed out some blood.

"*cough cough*" His eyes winced in pain as he felt his body ache all over.

"You... You need to get out of here..." He mutters.

He slowly raised his trembling hand and cupped one side of your face.

"Get somewhere safe. Before it's too late.. *cough cough*"

Your eyes water as you gently placed your hand over his that is cupping your face.

"Kalego..." You murmur in a soft, broken voice. You're not hurt, but seeing him like this has wounded you more than any wound ever did.

"Go. Now. Please. While you still can... Save yourself.." He softly says, looking at you with fear and concern.

...Why?

Why does he care for my safety?

Why does he care about me when I was the cause of this whole massacre in the first place?

Why?

Tears ran down your face as you quickly used a floatation spell on Kalego to set him aside to a safe place. You proceeded to cast a healing spell on him - your bloodline ability - and gently kissed his forehead, praying for the best.

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You stepped back onto the battlefield, heart filled with rage and anger.

You meet head to head with the beast, but you're not intimidated by it, no. In fact, it's the opposite.

"Im the one who released you, and I will be the one to put an end to you." You narrow your eyes threateningly.

And the fight begins.

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....Anddd the fight is over.

You've finally discarded the beast, but you're basically half-dead.

You have bruises and scratches all over your body, you have a fatal wound around your abdomen and you're losing a lot of blood. You start to slowly lose consciousness as you take small steps towards the area where you've set Kalego down at.

You kneel down next to him and examine his body.

Thank goodness, he's alright.

You breathe a sigh of relief, and gently run a hand over his cheek, causing him to gain consciousness.

But before you could greet him or say anything,

You collapsed.

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"Ugh..."

You flinched in your sleep as you felt a slight pain in your lower abdomen.

The pain got more intense by the second, and suddenly it felt like an electric shock, stinging you from within.

"ACK!" You screamed loudly as you shot up from your sleeping position.

Huh?

You were... In a hospital room. You were on a hospital bed...

You were basically mummified in bandages...

You took in your surroundings as you tried to recall all the events that happened, but that train of thought was broken off by the familiar sting of pain.

"OUCH!! WHAT THE FUCK?!" You snap your head to the side only to see a familiar face holding a cotton swab.

A face that is ever so familiar.

A face that pisses you off ,

but also a face you're so relieved to see.

Kalego...

"Pfft... Someone who took on a whole deadly beast is scared of a little hydrogen peroxide?" He raised an eyebrow and laughed mockingly.

You glare at him, clearly not having enough energy to deal with his shitty attitude. Especially not when you just woke up. Especially not when he's stabbing you with that hell of a cotton swab.

"Is this really how you treat someone who saved your sorry ass? Torment them with a stinging, torture device?"

"Well it's either you deal with this so-called 'stinging torture device' and stop whining.. or you can get an infection. Pick your poison, your highness."

You glared at him, only to get a cocky grin in return.

"Sigh... I don't have the energy to put up with your shit right now. Are you done? I want to get back to sleep." You say, laying back down and pulling up your blanket.

"Yeah, I'm done. If I continue treating you with the oh-so-deadly 'stinging torture device' you'd continue to whine and cry anyways. And as much as I'd enjoy that, other patients probably wouldn't."

You rolled your eyes, smiling.

"Wow, okay, Mr. Sadist...." you mocked.

"Anyways, since you're done, I'll get some rest." You dragged your blanket closer and motioned for him to get out.

You expected some sort of remark from him, but he just complied with your request and smiled slightly before walking out the door.

Weird, that's not quite like Kalego.

Maybe he hit his head a little too hard...

You chuckled to yourself before you drifted off to sleep.

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A few hours had passed,

Kalego came into your hospital room once again and sat on the seat beside your bed. You were still sound asleep, exhausted from the fight.

Kalego silently admired how peaceful you looked while you were asleep and ran his fingers over your cheek gently.

He recalled everything you've done on the battlefield, and how concerned you were about his well-being.

The thought made his gaze soften slightly.

"You really are something..." He sighs quietly.

He continues admiring you, resting his head by your bedside.

Then, he hesitantly gets closer to you.

So close you could probably feel his warm breath on you...

He gently whispered into your ears...

"...Thank you."

Right after saying those words, his ears had a soft tint of pink.

He's probably embarrassed. Or maybe it's pink for a different reason...

I guess we'll never know...

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Kalego knows that you were the cause of this whole mess in the first place, but he somehow couldn't bring himself to hate you. You are constantly on his mind. Everytime he says something mean to you, he would be up at night wondering if he had gone too far or crossed any of your boundaries... He knows that despite the fact that you're an idiot to him, you're also special to him in some way.

He knows.

But what he DOESN'T know is that you were awake the whole time he said all that and did all those sweet gestures, also when he was mindlessly staring at you...

and you will never let him live it down.

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The end 🥂

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I'm not proofreading this until tomorrow it's literally almost 4am I NEED SLEEEPP

anyways I hope you guys enjoyed it!! It's not that angsty tbh so I apologize if You expected something more soul-crushing...

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Opera x fem!Reader (Fluff)

-tired opera, sleep deprived opera, comfort, caretaking, gentle kisses, comfort kisses, gentle words, cheesy lines, hand holding, back hugs, admiration, basically fluff on top of fluff.

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enjoy :)

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It was a boring, uneventful day. Opera was sitting by the couch as usual, sipping on his cup of Hell's Grey Tea after a long day of tolerating and managing that tiring, god-forsaken principal. He clearly didn't get any sleep last night, it's quite obvious after seeing how concentrated his dark circles look.

He looks exhausted and miserable, yet he still assures anyone who checks in on him that he is fine. He assured them that he doesn't have the need to nor the time to sleep, and that he's perfectly alright. Well, that's certainly a lie... but he doesn't want anyone to worry about him.

He slowly takes a sip of his tea, attempting to suppress his fatigue with some caffeine.

'Ring! Ring!'

He slightly flinches at the sound of his phone.

"Ah.." He sighed as he placed his teacup down gently and reached out for his phone.

Seriously... What exactly does Sullivan-Sama want from me n-

Oh.

Opera stared at the screen blankly.

He blinked once, then twice. At this point he was so tired that he had to narrow his eyes to make sure he wasn't daydreaming...

Then, it finally clicked to him.

Indeed, it wasn't Sullivan calling Opera, it was ( y/n). Opera's beloved. Opera's one and only.

His ears perked up slightly at the thought of talking to (y/n). Without any hesitation, Opera picked up the call.

"Hello?" (y/n)'s gentle voice echos from his phone.

"Hello (y/n)..." Opera pressed the phone against his ear softly.

"Opera...Hey. How are you?" she asked, concerned.

"I'm doing well.." he replied.

"Are you sure? You sound tired."

"I'm fine."

"Opera, be honest with me...." (y/n) sighed.

"...I'm actually fine though." he tried to reassure.

"You don't sound fine... Did you overwork yourself again? Did you pull an all nighter? Did you even get any sleep? Oh god, please don't tell me you're currently only running on caffeine..."

Opera remained silent, unsure of what to say as everything she just said was true. And though he doesn't want to worry her, he doesn't want to lie to her either.

"...sigh. I knew it. You're back at the mansion, right? Stay, I'll be right there."

(y/n) hanged up the call almost immediately.

What?

Opera just sat on the couch, stunned.

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A few minutes later, (y/n) arrived at the mansion. She welcomes herself into the huge building, already knowing where every door or hallway leads to as she swings by there often to visit Opera.

Since she frequents the mansion so often, everyone knows who she is. Thus, she really didn't have any sort of trouble reaching Opera.

(y/n) swinged open the living room door and locked eyes with a tired Opera.

God, he looks awful.

Not in a bad way.

In a 'he looks like he hasn't slept in weeks' way. Though, that is also quite bad.

"Oh my god, Opera..." She sighed.

Opera smiles slightly, exposing his heavy eyebags. His ears are no longer perked up and he's still holding onto his cup of tea.

"Hey, love." He smiles.

He then slowly turns around and places down his teacup. Ready to form a facade to convince (y/n) that he's fine.

But before he could turn back to face her again, (y/n) quickly ran up to him and wrapped her arms around him from behind.

Opera froze.

"...(y/n)?" He asked in confusion.

"Opera, you have to stop pushing yourself so hard like this.." She sighed, nuzzling her face into his back.

He slightly chuckles. "Don't worry about me, this is normal for someone working under a demon like Sullivan." He smiled slightly.

"I know. I know that. I know you're used to it... And I know it's normal. But that's no excuse to neglect your body and your health. Please, at least take this one day off and rest?" (y/n) tightens her grip around him pleadingly.

Opera stays silent for a moment, then sighs. "....Alright then. I'll take a day off to rest."

He turns around and gently held her hands in his.

"You know..." He rubs small circles around her palms, massaging them affectionately.

"I don't usually take a day off to rest... Well, I don't usually take a day off to do anything, really. But, I've already promised myself that if I were to ever take a day off, I'd spend it with you..." He says softly, slightly flustered.

(y/n) blinks in confusion. Huh?

"Why would you want to spend it with me?"

"Because, well.. when you think of day offs, you think of relaxation, fun and spending time with a person you love and cherish dearly... Believe it or not, you fit all those categories for me. Your mere presence helps me relax... I have fun doing anything as long as I do it with you... And you're a person I love and cherish dearly... So..." He looks away shyly.

After hearing Opera's sweet words, (y/n) gets slightly flustered and can't help but smile brightly. She held his hands in her own and interlocked their fingers affectionately.

Opera smiles and flushes a little before giving in to the gesture.

He has a tendency to give in to whatever (y/n) asks of him. How can he not? She's his one precious love, after all.

He bends down slightly before bringing up their interlocked fingers and planting a gentle kiss onto (y/n)'s hand.

He then smiles and proceeds to pull (y/n) closer, so close that she can feel his breath hitch.

He first plants a gentle kiss to her forehead, then the tip of her nose. Then, he slowly makes his way to her jawline...

(y/n) chuckled as he pulled away. He silently admired the beautiful gem in front of him as she gently caressed his face.

They both stared at each other longingly for a while. Admiring one another and feeling their love for each other grow by each passing second.

No longer holding back, Opera placed a hand on her waist and pulled her in for a nice, slow kiss.

It was a very gentle yet passionate kiss. They weren't rushing, they weren't trying to gobble each other up lustfully...

They were just expressing their love for one another and embracing each other lovingly. Holding onto each other as if they might never see each other again if they let go. As if there won't be a tomorrow.

Clearly, they are both going to see each other again tomorrow. They're just hopeless, clingy romantics.

But by doing such affectionate things with the one person he loves most, and by having (y/n) care for him.... Opera already feels his fatigue slowly fading.

As long as I have (y/n), I feel like I can get through anything...

I love her so much.

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-The end 🤠 -

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OKAY IM AWARE MY ENGLISH ISNT THE BEST ESPECIALLY HOW I KEPT SWITCHING FROM PAST TENSE AND PRESENT TENSE BUT HEY WE GOT RHE FLUFF AND THATS ALL THAT MATTERS...

hope you enjoyed this!! Sorry for any grammar mistakes I'm currently half asleep and do not have the energy to proofread🥲

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