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brookediamonds · 8 months

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like snow on the beach | dalton lambert x reader

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Summary: You and Dalton are hanging out like you normally do when you find out he has a muse when he creates. Heartbroken it isn't you, you spend the night pondering the last few months and how this will affect your future, possibly without him.

Warnings: None, fluff, angst, mutual pinning, Fem! Reader

Word Count: 2K

Song Inspo: snow on the beach by taylor swift

Dalton Lambert x Fem! Reader

I sat on Dalton's bed reading a new romcom book I picked up earlier as he continued to finish his art project that was due tomorrow.

Music played softly in the background as we dwelled into our hobbies while still enjoying each other's silent presence.

"Done," The artist stood in front of his now finished canvas looking over the assignment. Glancing up from my page, I admire the work he spent the last few days on.

"Wow," I stare at the painting in awe. The colors are bright and fiery the whole thing was eye-catching. "I don't think I've ever seen you use colors like those."

"I normally don't use such loud colors but," he looked over at me a grin breaking out on his face before facing the painting again. "I've been inspired lately."

Part of me is beaming but the other part of me is dying on the inside because who was inspiring the boy I grew to have a crush on?

"Oh," I nod shutting my book closed. Scooting down to the edge of the bed, I watch as Dalton continues to look over his project double checking it was to his liking.

"What's been inspiring you lately?" I gain the courage to ask careful not to use 'who.'

"A girl," he answers nonchalantly, his back still facing me.

I felt my heart drop to the pit of my stomach. The last few months replayed in my mind, the longing stares, playful banters, late night study sessions, Sunday sundae's in the student lounge, had it all been in my head?

Were we just two friends hanging out to him?

"Lucky her," I breathe out. Before he can say anything else, I slip on my grey slippers and begin to stand up.

"I just remembered I need to turn this assignment in for English, it's due at midnight," I stammer out.

"Do you wanna use my laptop?" Dalton asks motioning over to the computer on his desk.

"N-No!" I reassure him quickly. "I have it saved it specifically in a folder on my laptop."

"Oh, okay, are you gonna come back so we can watch 'Suits?" He grins referring to our usual hangout routine. Last month we binged Better Call Saul, this month it's Suits.

I stood by his door with my hand on the handle ready to flee.

"Actually I feel a migraine coming on," I pretend to wince, pressing my palm to my forehead. "So I'm just gonna head to bed after I submit my paper."

"Do you want me to get you some ice and bring it to your room?" The boy frowns taking a step closer to me knowing my go to remedy was an ice pack.

"No, I just want to be in a dark room," I say quietly avoiding his gaze. To cry my heart out.

"Okay, well text or call me if you need something alright?" He reassures me. "Just down the hall."

Which was true, he was four dorms down the hall from me

I nod ready to walk when he suddenly took ahold of my wrist spinning me around to pull me into his chest. We never leave each other without a hug.

This was the hardest part, being in his warm embrace. It was strong and comforting, the way I can hear his heartbeat against his chest, how perfectly my body molds into his.

All of me is screaming to get away and run before you break down right here but the way he sway from side to side with his cheek pressed to the top of my head, I stay taking in this moment that could be the last.

"Is this helping?" Dalton whispers unaware of his words.

"I wish," I mumbled. It's making it worse.

Pushing him away, I turn away opening the door rather quickly, and walking out prepared to spend the rest of my night sulking in my bed.

Waking up the next morning I feel the pounding in my head erupt due to the amount of crying I did last night.

It didn't help that I watched 'P.S. I Love You' but sometimes you just need that extra push to get out that good cry.

"Here," my roommate Izzy holds out two pills of Tylenol for me with a bottle of water.

"How'd you know?" I mumble, half my face still in my pillow.

"The trash is filled with tissues and it smells like popcorn in here," she teases me. I grab the pills from her hand, sitting up in my spot to take the medicine.

"I thought you were staying at Jaime's," I recall her saying she was supposed to spend the night at her girlfriend's room since her roommate was gone for the weekend.

"I did, I forgot my insulin," she walks over to her mini fridge to grab her small bag of her prescription. "Why were you crying last night?"

Swallowing down the two pills, I wiped my mouth to prevent the excess water from dripping down my chin.

"Sad movie," I respond lamely, laying back against my pillows.

Izzy stood up from her place, watching me with careful eyes.

"You only watch a sad movie when you're already sad," she points out. Damn, she knew that? "What happened?"

I sighed scooting further down into my bed, not wanting to bring up last night events. I was being dramatic, I shouldn't be this emotional over someone.

Dalton didn't mean to intentionally hurt my feelings, so how could I be upset?

"I got my hopes up, like always," I responded crossing my arms over my chest.

"With Dalton?" She asked raising her eyebrows. I told her about the liking I had taken on the boy the second I got back from hanging out with him and Chris. "Did you tell him?"

"Not really," I mumble avoiding eye contact with her.

She places a hand on her hip giving me a knowing stare that I wanted to avoid.

"How can you get your hopes up if you haven't even told him how you feel?" Izzy states bluntly making me cringe.

"Its what he said last night," I sighed. "He painted a really beautiful picture of a garden with the sun, with all these bright and pretty colors."

Izzy walked over to my bed waiting for me to continue.

"Dalton doesn't use too much color when he creates, so when I asked why this time around, he said it's because someone inspired him," I explain reliving last night's events.

"So? That someone could've been anybody-"

"He said it was a girl," I say lowly looking to my right at the wall in front of me. Since becoming friends with Dalton, he's gifted me all sorts of drawings.

My favorite flower, peony, a portrait of Louis Armstrong because that's my favorite artist to listen to when I'm reading, and my personal favorite, a painting of me reading my favorite book.

"Was he looking at you when he said that?" My roommate asked a frown forming on her lips. I began to feel that heaviness on my chest again, this time I didn't need a movie help get out this cry.

"Nope," I confirmed for her, my eyes swelling with tears. "I left after that."

Before Izzy could respond, there's a knock at our door causing me to panic.

"I don't want to see anyone right now," I begged my friend. "Send whoever it is away."

Wiping away my stray tears, Izzy creaks the door open before looking over at me with a sheepish smile.

"I think you'll want to see this person," she says opening the door wider to reveal the boy I wanted to avoid.

"I brought you your favorites," Dalton gives me a small smile as he holds up an iced vanilla cold brew in one hand and a small bag in the other which I'm sure was the breakfast sandwich I always got at Starbucks.

Dalton used to give me a hard time about my Starbucks intake but after forcing him to try my favorites he understood why I was so broke all the time.

"Call me," Izzy mouthes to me before walking out of the room, shutting the door behind her.

Dalton saunters over to me, handing me my items as I sit there dumbfounded at what my roommate just did.

"You feeling better this morning?" He asks taking a seat at my feet. "Was hoping the coffee would help."

"Yeah, I'm still not all there," I sniffle avoiding his gaze as I stir the sweet cream at the bottom to blend in with the cold brew.

"Sounds like you might have a cold," he reaches his hand out to press the back of it to my forehead then my cheeks. "Maybe we should-"

"Dalton," I cut him off removing his hand away from my face. "I'm not sick."

There's a pang of guilt in me when I see the look of hurt come across the boys face. He was just trying to help and I was being bitter.

"You can't help with this," I assure him quietly taking a sip of the drink in my hand. So good.

"Try me," the blonde pushes. I sigh looking him dead in the eye.

"I really like you, Dalton," I finally let out. "I like you like I'll let you have the last bite of this sandwich like you, I like you like I think of you in every love song Taylor Swift has ever wrote like you, I like you like I want to call you after any little exciting thing happens to me like you."

"I like you so much, and you told me another girl is inspiring you," I look down at my hands that were slowly growing cold due to the melting beverage in my hand.

Dalton falls silent for a moment making me sick to my stomach. I poured my truth out, that's all I can do. I probably just ruined everything. No more Friday show binging, no more Tuesday study sessions with Chris, no more of him picking off my food in the mornings.

It's all over.

"You didn't look at my painting very well," he finally breaks the silence. Looking up at him, I furrow my brows.

"What?"

"You are the girl," the corners of his mouth quip up. "You've been my inspiration since the first day Chris introduced us."

My breath hitches in my throat as I take a deep breath.

"I've been drawing peonies since I saw them on your phone case," he admits reaching out to tap the back of my phone.

I think back to the painting from last night and immediately recall the colors of different pinks splattered across the canvas below the bright orangey sun.

"Peonies are playful, beautiful, lively, and bashful, just like you," he says gently running his thumb over the top of my cheek. "Incase it isn't obvious already, I really like you too, (Y/n)."

Relief washes over me, a giddy feeling running through my veins instead.

"You think I'm beautiful?" I tease him tilting my head to the side. Dalton shakes his head biting back a grin.

"Playful," he refers back to the flower's characteristics.

He lays his palm flat against the side of my face making me lean into his touch.

"Can I kiss you?" He asks staring at me with adoration.

"Never ask again," I confirm for him before pressing locking my lips with his. I snake my free hand around the back of his neck pulling him closer to my body.

My heart sputters in my chest, as our mouths become familiar with one another's. His mouth still tasted minty from bushing his teeth not too long ago, while I'm sure mine tasted of coffee.

We pull away slowly, the tips of our noses still touching.

"You are so beautiful," he whispers confirming my question from earlier.

A warmth splays across my cheeks at his compliment, I smile widely leaning my forehead against his.

"I suddenly feel so much better," I quip up placing my arms over Dalton's shoulders.

"Good," he murmurs pressing a soft kiss to my forehead moving his hands to grasp my hips. "Because I'm taking you out for lunch."

"Why not dinner?" I chuckle at the unusual date time.

"Because we're doing what we should've done last night, tonight," he explains. "We are watching 'Suits' and eating candy as soon as we get back."

"Oh," I laugh realizing his plan.

"Does that sound good to you?" He asks bumping his head with mine.

"Sounds perfect."

#dalton lambert x reader #dalton lambert imagine #dalton lambert imagines #dalton lambert #ty simpkins #insidious the red door #dalton lambert fluff #dalton lambert fic #dalton lambert x you

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bultaoreunheyyy · 24 days

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Hello! Would you like to write about Jungkook, who has a very sensitive nose and there is something in the dorm that causes him to feel not good. Maybe some sneezes, dizziness and congestion required. So, other members cuddle him, taking care of the youngest and it is Taehyung who finds out what is disturbing their maknae:)

Title: Sensitive

Word Count: 1616

Sickie: Jungkook (snz/allergies)

Caretakers: OT7

“Hey!”

Hoseok peers out the window, watching Jungkook. The younger man is working on a painting, something he’d started in the morning and is now working on again after lunch.

“How did Jungkookie get out of cleaning up the kitchen?”

Seokjin comes up behind him and squeezes his shoulder. “Oh, let him paint. He can clean up after dinner.”

Hoseok pouts and shuffles back to the kitchen to do his chores, but his pouting doesn’t last long when he spots Jimin in the kitchen and ropes him into helping.

Taehyung walks over to the window and watches Jungkook paint for a few moments too, smiling when he sees specks of paint on his cheek and down the side of his neck. He’s concentrating hard, tongue sticking out from between his teeth, and Taehyung thinks not for the first time that Jungkook could paint for a living, if he wanted to.

When Jungkook comes inside a bit later, he heads straight to the bathroom so he can take a shower and scrub the paint off himself. When he’s done, he comes out to the living room with a towel over his head, wearing a t-shirt and sweatpants.

He lounges on the couch, scrolling on his phone, and Taehyung is quick to join him, cuddling against his side and watching Jungkook play a game. He’s bored and Jungkook makes the most entertaining noises when he’s on his phone, which never fails to amuse Taehyung.

Jungkook is halfway through a round in his game when he starts to sniffle. Taehyung doesn’t pay it much attention, at first, feeling drowsy and comfortable against Jungkook’s side. After a few frantic-sounding sniffles in a row, though, Taehyung looks up, concerned. He sees that Jungkook has a finger pressed under his nose like he’s holding back a sneeze, his nostrils tinged red and flaring wide.

Taehyung sits up.

“You okay?” He asks, watching Jungkook’s face scrunch up.

Jungkook moves his finger and cups a hand over his nose instead before sneezing once. “ehhSHOO!”

The movement jolts both him and Taehyung. He blinks rapidly afterward, still looking bothered by his nose, tiny wrinkles forming on the bridge when he scratches it up in irritation.

Taehyung pats his stomach, and Jungkook glances down at him.

“I’m okay,” he finally answers.

Jungkook goes back to his phone, but only a few minutes later, he’s sniffling again and it catches Taehyung’s attention again. He sits up, looks around for tissues, and decides to go to find some for Jungkook when he doesn’t see any.

When he returns, Jungkook is sneezing into the crook of his elbow.

“TSHSHshoo!”

He sneezes again, and then again, several times in a row. Between each sneeze, he pauses, sniffles, sucks in a massive breath and then sneezes once more. It happens about five or six times before he sighs and leans his head back against the couch, scrubbing a finger under his nose tiredly.

“Allergies?” Taehyung wonders, sitting back down next to Jungkook. He offers the box of tissues. “Or are you getting sick?”

“Mm. Allergies, I guess,” Jungkook says. He takes a tissue from the box and dabs at his nostrils. “You know how sensitive my nose is. Someone probably sprayed cologne down the hall or lit a candle or something.”

Taehyung takes a long, deep sniff, but he doesn’t smell anything different.

Jungkook goes back to his phone, and Taehyung pulls his own phone out so he can mindlessly scroll through social media.

Like he can sense they’re hanging out without him, Jimin comes into the room less than a minute later. He flops down on Jungkook’s other side and eyes Taehyung's arms, which are wrapped around Jungkook’s middle.

“Why are you both cuddling without me?” He pouts.

Jungkook laughs, but it’s half hearted and his eyes remain on his phone screen. Both Jimin and Taehyung watch him lift a hand to his face and rub at the sides of his nose before pressing his fingertips against his temples.

“Do you have a headache?” Jimin asks.

“Dno,” Jungkook replies, sounding stuffed up. “Just ki’da stuffy.”

“Oh no.” Taehyung sits up. “Are you sure you’re not getting sick?”

“Who’s sick?” Hoseok, who is just coming into the living room, questions them.

“Dno one is sigck,” Jungkook pouts. “I’m finde.”

Even as he says it, he can feel the pressure building in his sinuses and behind his eyes, along with a tickle that makes his eyes water. “hh-EHHshoo!” He sneezes and then grabs a tissue, blowing his nose loudly.

“Oh! Bless you!” Hoseok says in English, sitting down next to Taehyung. “Is our Jungkookie coming down with a cold?”

“No,” Jungkook insists, at the same time that Taehyung says, “Maybe?”

“Jungkookie is sick?” Namjoon asks as he and Yoongi come down the hallway.

Jungkook is pinching the bridge of his nose, and as they watch, he tips his head forward until his chin is against his chest. He stays like that for a moment, swaying back and forth where he’s sitting.

“Jungkook?” Taehyung puts a hand on his back, exchanging a worried look with Jimin.

Jungkook blows out a breath and then squints over at Taehyung. “Hmm?”

“What was that?” Jimin asks with a frown.

Jungkook swallows and rubs his forehead. “Just a little dizzy, I–”

“You’re dizzy?” Seokjin suddenly appears in front of them, rushing over to Jungkook. “What’s going on?”

“He just got dizzy, and we’ve only been sitting here on the couch.”

“I’m fine,” Jungkook tries to reassure them.

The other six exchange skeptical looks.

“It’s okay if you’re not feeling fine, Jungkookie,” Hoseok says gently. “If you’re getting sick, we– oh!”

“htshSHOO!’

He’s interrupted by Jungkook sneezing loudly into the crook of his elbow.

Jimin cups the side of Jungkook’s face, turning his head until he meets his eyes. “We can tell you’re not feeling your best, Jungkook. At least let us know what you think is going on, so we can get you some medicine or something?”

Jungkook sighs and presses the heel of his hand to his nose. “Dnot really sure,” he replies, congestion now truly apparent in his voice. “I just don’t feel great. My dnose is stuffed up and I’mb a little dizzy, I guess. And–” He breaks off, sucking in a breath before he holds a hand up in front of his face. “hhh-EHSHshoo!” He swipes a knuckle under his nose a few times, then blows his nose into a tissue until he can speak a little more clearly. “And I’m sneezing,” he adds, sniffling again. “I know I’m not sick. It’s mostly just my nose. Something is setting me off, I guess.”

Taehyung stands. “I’ll go see if I can find out what’s causing it,” he offers.

Namjoon takes his place on the couch and tugs Jungkook against him. “I’m sorry you’re not feeling well,” he tells Jungkook, who melts into his embrace. “Do you need us to get you anything?”

Jungkook shakes his head. Then, he thinks better of it and nods. “Maybe something for my headache?”

Yoongi offers to go get medicine, and he returns quickly with a bottle of painkillers and a glass of water.

Once Jungkook takes them, they all squeeze themselves into various spots around the living room and turn on the TV, keeping the sound low so it doesn’t worsen Jungkook’s headache. Namjoon wraps his arms around Jungkook and Jimin grabs a blanket, spreading it out over Jungkook’s lap before cuddling up again on his other side.

“Found something,” Taehyung announces, coming into the living room holding a plug-in air freshener. “It’s the only thing in this entire place that’s giving off any sort of scent.” He holds it up, and Jungkook squints at it. “Think this could be it?”

“Oh.” Hoseok frowns. “I plugged that in yesterday. But it’s the kind Jungkook is fine with– or, at least I thought it was.”

Jungkook takes the air freshener from Taehyung and inspects it with his shirt pulled up over his mouth and nose. “It is,” he confirms. “But…htchSHOO! Ugh. Snff. Sometimes, when it…w-when it…hhh-HHSHOO! Ohh, ugh. Sometimes, when it’s the first day that it’s plugged– hhh-hold onhhh…” Jungkook pauses, mouth falling open. He holds the air freshener at arm’s length, dropping his hold on the collar of his shirt with the other so he can fan it in front of his face. “I c-can’t…hhhhuh! hhh-aaahSHOO! Oh no,” he groans, eyes and nose streaming.

Hoseok quickly snatches the air freshener back and takes it out of the room, opening the front door so he can set it outside.

Jungkook is sneezing in earnest now, both hands cupped over his nose and mouth, and he sits upright, bracing his forearms on his thighs as he’s wrenched forward with each sneeze.

Yoongi moves in front of him, sitting down on the coffee table and putting his hands on Jungkook’s shoulders so he doesn’t hurt himself.

“S-sorryhhh iiihhSHOO!” Jungkook sucks in a shaky breath, hands still cupped over his lower face. He blinks the irritated tears from his eyes and shakes his head back and forth with a shudder.

“You’re okay,” Yoongi says, sliding one hand up to card gently through Jungkook’s hair. “At least we figured out what was setting you off.” He turns to Taehyung. “Good work, Tae.”

Taehyung grins proudly.

Jungkook whines into another sneeze. “nnhhh-EHHshoo! Ugh, my nose is tickling so bad right now. iiihhSHOO!”

Yoongi hands him a tissue and rubs his knee. “Sorry, Jungkook. Hopefully it’ll die down soon. Do you want to go outside and get some fresh air?”

Burrowing into Namjoon’s side, Jungkook shakes his head, and they all chuckle at his response.

“Okay, okay,” Yoongi says. “We’ll stay inside and cuddle.”

#bts sickfic #sickfic #bts snz #sick jungkook #jungkook snz #allergy fic #allergic jungkook #bts hurt/comfort #hurt/comfort #caretaker seokjin #caretaker yoongi #caretaker taehyung #caretaker jimin #caretaker namjoon #caretaker hoseok

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seungsluvv · 4 months

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~Don’t be shy hyung~

lee!minho | ler!hyunjin

tw: tank top, tickle fic, feel free to scroll if this is not your cup of tea! ☕️

it was in the late afternoon and hyunjin was at his dorm, he felt in the mood to do some art. He happily got out all of his art supplies: paint brushes, acrylic paint, newspaper, etc. The dancer was thinking of painting something linked to nature. After a while he decided that he was gonna paint a blossom tree. Knowing how forgetful he is, he didn’t know where his canvas was. He looked everywhere, in the bedroom, the lounge, the garden; he couldn’t find it anywhere.

“Ugh, where is it!” hyunjin shouted in anger as he couldn’t find it. “I could have sworn I saw it earlier!”

“what you doing, jinnie?” Lee know walked into the room seeing his hyung stressed. He could see the frustration in his eyes. The dancer used his canvas the majority of his time, it was really precious to him.

“Oh you’re looking for your canvas? Is there anything I can do to help, hyung?” Lee know walked towards his hyunjin when he looked him directly in his eyes and smirked.

“Nah it’s okay. Sit down, I’ll give you a massage instead!�� the rapper dragged the poor quokka down onto the couch where all his art supplies were.

“Wait! H-hold on! Why me? Can’t y-you do someone else?” the older whined because he didn’t want to be painted on, or because he had a secret he didn’t want him to find out...

“Oh, stop whining, it’s relaxing. You’ll just fall asleep” jinnie laughed as he looked at the rabbit sighing. “It wont take long, just lie down for me, will you?”

“Hyung! ugh…fine” the vocalist took off his sweater - he had a tank top on - and closed his eyes; let him sit on his back and begin massaging him. Hyunjin went for his shoulders first. The cat started to jolt a bit when the younger got near to his left side.

“Jeez, caha you keheep still? You’re moving soho much!” hyunjin warmly laughed as minho was trying his best not to move and to let out his laugh.

“y-yeh wehell its kihinda hard.” The older mumbled giggling a bit which caught the attention of jinnie. “Im t-trying my behest!”

“hang on, are you…ticklish?” Lee know dreaded for this moment to come. He hurried his head into his hands. Jinnie couldn’t find out he was ticklish, he’s one of the biggest lers in the group! “Lino…are you ignoring me?” The rapper poked the vocalists side which let out a little cute squeal.

“hyunjin-AH, I’m not tick-LISH.” hyunjin laughed as he started to jab him hardly all over his sides and the older started to shout.

“PLEHEHEASE STOHOHOHOP, NOHOho MOHOhore i sahahaid.” he couldn’t turn around to grab ahold of the rappers wrists because he was stuck with jinnie sitting in his back. All he could do is laugh and beg for him to stop. He throw his face into the pillow on the couch and laughed hysterically.

“Are you ticklish anywhere else, kitty?~” hyunjin teased him which made him blush. No one usually makes him blush.

“Why would I tehell yohohou?”

“Because otherwise this will happen…” he lightly touched where his neck was exposed. “Will you let me tickle you here? Or are you going to resist and I’ll have to torture you?”

The rabbits eyes lit up with terror as his neck was really sensitive. But he didn’t want to be tortured so he let the younger do what he wanted to do. “Ugh! Your so annoying, fine…just don’t over do it! You know how sensitive I am..” the ferret lingered a smile on his face and started.

He really, really slowly tickled his neck and the older groaned. The younger was getting bored of his hyung staying silent so he did something which would hopefully make the vocalist non-silent. He used his fingers and stroked up and down his sides which gave the older goosebumps and made him giggle a bit.

“mhmhmhmhmhm, whahat are yohou do-doing?” lee know tried to obtain his giggles as the tickle sensations were overcoming his sides.

“Is there anything you’d like to say, hyung?” Hyunjin teased him again

“justdontgotomyunderarms itsmyworstspot-“

the rabbit blurted out without realizing what was going to happen next. The dancer had an idea. he spider crawled up his hyungs sides and used both his index and middle fingers and began to quickly massage his underarms. Lee know gripped the head bar tightly and started to laugh hysterically.

“Plehehehease, quhihihihit it. Ihihihits soho bahahahad!”~

“Your the one who can take your arms down off the bar and protect yourself but your not.” Jinnie wheezed at him which made lee know laugh louder.

“DOHOHONT LAUGH LIHIHIKE THAT. IT M-MAKES THE TIHIHICKINGWOHOHORSE.” hyunjin thought to himself that his hyung was being weird that he didn’t protect himself whilst he was attacking him. Surely he didn’t…enjoy being tickled? The ferret decided to stop and lino a question whilst he heavily panted.

“Hyung? Do you enjoy being tickled?” he asked vaguely

“Uhm… I don’t know..?” he said quietly and cutely.

“Don’t be shy hyung! If you do it’s not a big deal!” the rapper confidently spat out as if hopefully he would get an answer.

“okay.. yeah. I’ll admit it..I do…, also - can I turn to my back? My neck hurts.” jinnie got off of him and then quickly sat back on top of his stomach which made his hyung nervous again. He pinned his arms above his head but wasn’t going to do anything, he just wanted to tease his hyung.

“Don’t you think about it- HWANG HYUNJIN, IM TELLING YOHOHO RIGHT NOW DOHOHONT.” the kitty started laughing shouting which made hyunjin too weak from laughing to have the strength to keep Lino pinned down. “Dohohont tease me like thahat!” He started to drill his hands into his torso.

“WAIHIHIHIHIT IM SOHOHOHOHORY, HYUHUHUHUNG.” and so the war was on…

#kpop #stray kids #skz #lee know #stray kids tickle #cute #kpop fyp #kpop tickle #hyunjin #tickletober #skz x tickles #tickle fic #hyung #don’t be shy #viral

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pet-pet-peet · 11 months

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Heres a weird request from a weird person lol can i have headcanons for heartslabyul dating a reader that gets dizzy and disoriented very easily and cannot visit their dorm because of the weird furniture and stuff? (Like i literally look at the furniture being all bendy and stuff and i just get disoriented- i mean look at the lounge, the kitchen, dont even get me started on the stairs from the hallway 🤧💦) thank you if u do decide to write this :))

I get a lot of times where I get confused looking at that stuff, too lolol

I am trying to go through my drafts and post the ones I had done, this will not be inspired by canon!

Tw: Ace being mean

Pairing(s): Riddle, Trey, Cater, Ace, Deuce x gn reader who’s easily disoriented (separate)

𝕽𝖎𝖉𝖉𝖑𝖊

He invited you to an unbirthday party, and you really wanted to go- but, you’ll have to deal with the dizziness-

He’s not really sure what he can do to help you, but he does try to lead you around his dorm when you visit

Usually just tells you to focus on watching him instead of the surroundings, since he knows how nauseating it can be for people who aren’t used to it

Might plan parties for you to attend somewhere away from his dorm at some points, just so he can have you in a place you’re comfortable

Pretty fine with it, since he probably has to deal with some residents who are the same way, but a bit upset you can’t visit him often

𝕿𝖗𝖊𝖞

He’s not at all surprised, he tends to help Riddle with new dorm members and there are a few of them that are the same way upon first arrival

He’ll keep his dorm room and the kitchen lacking in the confusing furniture for your sake, so if it gets to be too much during your visit you can go to one of them and hide it out

Brings you tea or something to help calm your nerves, if that’s something that gets bothered in these bouts of disorientation

Might not invite you to many unbirthday parties if he knows he’ll be busy- but if he knows Riddle is in a particularly authoritative mood, he’ll try to invite you since he knows he’ll be there for you longer than not

Otherwise, saves some sweets from the parties (or makes extra just in case) so that he can come over and visit you with them

𝕮𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖗

Kinda laughs when you tell him his dorm makes you dizzy, but then realizes you aren’t joking

Pretty much just leaves you be, if you do visit, though, he’s gonna hang out with you in the garden since it’s the most normal part of the dorm

Probably asks if you want to help him paint the roses, doesn’t really expect you to agree, though

Lots of flirting, but always very chill when you start getting disoriented; he tries to help guide you places that you won’t get confused in, or stays with you when you explore so you don’t get lost

Pretty good tour guide, will show you around the dorm (might jokingly threaten to leave you in one of the wings when you make a bad attempt at flirting, though)

𝕬𝖈𝖊

He doesn’t really get it, but if it makes you uncomfortable then he doesn’t see the point in you coming over

He just goes to visit you instead, it’s a bit better in his opinion anyway since you and Grim are the only ones in your dorm

If you do happen to be in Heartslabyul for any reason, he doesn’t let you wander off on your own, since that’s a very easy way for a disoriented person to get lost

Definitely pranks you, though, and will have you walk into a room while he goes the opposite direction and hides; he thinks it’s funny to watch you walk in circles trying to find him

Until you finally do, then he’s afraid for his life because of the vengeance in your eyes

𝕯𝖊𝖚𝖈𝖊

He definitely doesn’t get it, but you basically explain it to him the best way you can and he kind of understands?

He, like Ace, will just be with you outside of his dorm; visiting your dorm, taking you to the park or the school library for study dates

If you end up in the Heartslabyul building at any point, he’s not leaving your side for anything

Loyal puppy mode engaged, your followed very closely and led when you get lost or need to be somewhere specific

He couldn’t ever bring himself to prank you, just knowing that you’re disoriented because of him might break him-

#twisted wonderland #twst #riddle rosehearts #riddle rosehearts x reader #trey clover #trey clover x reader #cater diamond #cater diamond x reader #ace trappola #ace trappola x reader #deuce spade #deuce spade x reader

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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.

⤿

➼ 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.

⤿

➼ 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.

⤿

➼ 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.

⤿

➼ 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.

⤿

➼ 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.

⤿

➼ 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.

⤿

➼ 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.

⤿

➼ 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.

⤿

➼ 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.

⤿

➼ 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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themaladaptivewriter12 · 11 months

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Title: Slumber Party!

Part 2 of my “Every Other Friday!” series. Part 1 here.

Parings: Platonic

Summary:

Another Friday passes and it's time for yet another Housewarden meet, so how about a slumber party in the Ramshackle Dorm?

Cw: Light angst but nothing too big

a/n: This was like the second fic I’ve written for this fandom, and it’s been sitting in my docs since last year lol, anyways, enjoy!

Reblogs are appreciated, just use my custom tag, #TheMaladaptiveWriter12, if you do! ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡

Cross posted from my Ao3: TheMaladaptiveWriter12

It was the Friday after next and this week was “Slumber Party.” What better place to throw it than Ramshackle Dorm. Mirai was excited. None of them, besides the inhabitants of Heartslabyul, had ever been to his dorm, and that was only to help clean, and now it was. There were no more squeaky floorboards, no holes in the ceilings, no torn and dirty wallpaper, no chipping paint, no more water damage, no more flickering lights, and no more dust. Mirai was proud that he was able to host this event, and everyone chipped in too. Trey and Jamil were bringing food, Kalim was bringing blankets and pillows, Idia was bringing board games, junk food, and a movie projector, Azul was providing drinks, and all Mirai had to do was provide housing, since he didn’t really have anything. So Mirai made sure everything was in place. The floors had been swept and mopped, the carpets were cleaned, miscellaneous objects were put away, Grim’s cat toys, or that’s what Mirai likes to call them, were put away, and as for Grim, well, Mirai couldn’t stash him away. But Mirai also wanted to bring something to the table, so he called Jamil, who picked up on the third ring.

“Mirai? Has something happened?” Jamil asked through the receiver.

Mirai tended to see Jamil like an older brother, although Jamil worries too much, which Mirai hated sometimes, but he always was looking out for Mirai.

“No, I’m fine. I wanted to know if I could make something for Kalim if you were there to supervise the process?” Mirai asked carefully.

“Supervise?”

“Well, Kalim always says that he can’t eat anything but your cooking, and I know you being his advisor makes you weary of what he eats, and I wanted to bring a little bit of home to the party, so I-”

“You wanted to make it in front of me so Kalim could eat it?” Jamil finished.

“Yeah. Is that okay?” Mirai asked. “You can help if you want.”

There was a long silence before Jamil made a noise of affirmation, “I don’t see why not, but I can’t leave Kalim by himself.”

“What about Cater or Lilia?”

“Ah, of course. Be there in twenty minutes.”

“Thanks. See you then,” Mirai beamed from his side of the phone.

“You are quite welcome, Mirai.” Jamil said, a hint of a smile in his voice.

“See you in twenty. Later.”

“Good bye.”

Mirai hung up the phone and rejoiced, dancing a bit. He had been racking up some courage to ask Jamil, but couldn’t do it. He really wanted to bring a piece of his home to his new one, and what better way to do that than food.

“What’s got you in such high spirits, human?” Grim asked, walking into the lounge chomping on an apple.

“I’m excited for tonight. I finally have the right stuff to make something from home,” Mirai exclaimed.

“Is it edible?!”

“Yes,” Mirai laughed, “And you’ll get some if you be a good little cat and do not cause any trouble.”

“I’m good! Ima be good,” Grim said eagerly, practically drooling.

“That reminds me, did you want to hang with us tonight, or are you gonna disappear like you always do after eight?”

“I don’t know yet, but you better save me some snacks,” Grim demanded little paws on his little cat hips.

“Of course,” Mirai said, racing down to pet Grim between his flaming ears.

“Hey! Hey,” Grim shouted, “Enough with that sappy stuff! You’re weirding me out!”

Mirai laughed as Grim scampered off to somewhere in the dorm, and went to prepare the things for when Jamil arrived.

A while later, knocking at the door had Mirai jumping from his kitchen cleaning.

“Grim! Could you get that? My hands are full,” Mirai called from the kitchen.

“Who are you to be bossing the Great Grim around,” Grim griped, but did it anyway.

Not long after Jamil was following Grim to the kitchen. It was five-thirty, and the party started at seven-thirty. They still had a good amount of time.

“Hey Jamil! Glad you could make it,” Mirai said, washing his hands.

“Hey,” Jamil chuckled, “It looks great in here.”

“Oh, yeah, thanks man,” Mirai said, quickly busing himself with tying his hair up into a bun, sliding his favorite blue cloth headband over his bangs, “It took a while, but without the help from the guys at Heartslabyul, this probably wouldn’t be happening.”

Jamil was silent for a second but Mirai ignored it. He was used to the stares when people saw the state of the left side of his face.

“Hope you don’t mind,” Jamil said, lifting up a duffel bag in one hand, and a tiered cake tray of food in the other, “But I didn’t know how long it would take, so I bought my stuff with me.”

“No, no, you're fine. Just stick the bag in the foyer and the food can go on the kitchen table.”

Jamil left and came back shortly after, and Mirai just got done putting a glove on his prosthetic hand. Jamil walked up after Mirai finished and washed his hands.

“So, what are we making?” Jamil asked, drying his hands.

“Shoofly Pie,” Mirai beamed.

“Shoo-Shoofly Pie?” Jamil stammered.

Mirai cackled. “Yeah, Shoofly Pie. It’s a pie from where I come from. It’s mainly molasses and sugar, but once it bakes, it’ll have a cake-like texture. Hence why we call it the cake baked in a pie shell. No actual flies needed.”

“Sounds good. What do we need?”

Mirai scurried around the kitchen, preheating the oven, getting out the flour, the dark brown sugar, some cinnamon, nutmeg, salt, molasses, baking soda, and a stick of butter. Jamil watched with amusement, letting the Prefect do as he wanted.

“Oh wait! Bowls,” Mirai gasped.

Mirai raced over to the cabinet where Grim and he kept the bowls and began climbing the counters.

“Woah, woah! What are you doing?!” Jamil yelled, rushing to the Prefect’s side.

“Don’t worry, I’m fine,” Mirai waved off, setting two mixing bowls down next to his knees, then he closed the cabinet.

Jamil sighed, grabbing the two bowls and set down at where they were cooking, before racing back over to Mirai. “Here,” Jamil said as he grabbed Mirai by his bony hips and lifted him up off the counter, and then lowered him onto solid ground.

The whole moment seemed to slow down time. All Mirai could focus on were Jamil’s large hands, clamped around his waist, and the straight face Jamil seemed to always carry. Even if it was so little, his face still told a whole story, held so much weight, so much emotion.

“I-I was fine, r-really,” Mirai stammered, when Jamil let him go.

Jamil sucked his teeth in annoyance, thinking about a certain white haired Housewarden, “Now you are. So what’s next?”

Mirai walked him through the steps of measuring the flour, salt, sugar, nutmeg, and cinnamon and put them in a bowl.

“Now we slowly add the butter,” Mirai muttered, breaking off bit by bit of butter, mixing it into the dry mixture.

“Is this the filling?” Jamil asked as he mixed up a decent pie crust.

“Uh, no. It’s for the crumble on top.”

After the crumble topping was made, Mirai grabbed their third bowl and started on the filling. Mirai added the light molasses, water, baking soda, and one lightly beaten egg.

“Is that really all?” Jamil asked as he kneaded the pie dough.

“Yep,” Mirai chirped, mixing the filling. “I’ve had it a couple of times for the holidays, it’s quite sweet.”

Jamil didn’t look too convinced, but he kept his mouth shut.

The two continued in a comfortable silence, the two of them doing their respective jobs. Jamil finished the pie crust and started the process of rolling it out. Mirai on the other hand began cleaning up around him, putting things back where they belonged, putting their used dishes in the sink, and cleaning off the countertops.

Jamil was still rolling out the dough when he had gotten a call from Kalim. “I gotta take this. Finish rolling that out for me?”

“Sure,” Mirai said, changing the glove on his prosthetic, “One sec.”

Jamil didn’t say anything as he left the room.

Mirai walked over to where Jamil had been rolling out the pie dough and took over. But as Mirai began to roll out the dough, or in this case, tried to, he realized that he was struggling. He was too short, well, short enough to where he needed a stool to actually get a good push on the rolling pin.

“Give it here,” Jamil said.

Mirai jumped, Jamil scaring him, and allowed the Scarabia Vice to take the rolling pin from Mirai and began rolling out the pie dough like a pro.

“How come you make that look so easy?” Mirai pouted.

“It’s nothing really,” Jamil mumbled, rolling the dough.

“Well, I wouldn't say that,” Mirai said, looking over his shoulder, “I surely couldn't do that, and it looks like you have a lot of experience in the kitchen. I admire that.”

Jamil was silent, but from the way Jamil lost his steady hand, and the way he turned his face to the far left, Mirai could tell he was flustered, but he didn’t comment on it.

Now that the dough was rolled out, Jamil filled the pie tin, Mirai filled the crust with the filling, and once the crumble topping was added, Mirai put the pie into the oven to bake.

“Well that’s done,” Mirai sighed as he stretched his arms over his head.

“That wasn’t too bad,” Jamil said, drying off his hands, “You did good.”

“Thanks.”

“Anything else I can help with?”

“Uh, you don’t have to, but I was gonna make some hot dogs.”

“We still have some time to kill,” Jamil said, looking over to the clock on the wall. “Just tell me what to do.”

Mirai and Jamil spent the next hour making hot dogs, they were the prepackaged kind, but they had to make quite a lot of them. But halfway through, Jamil suggested also making a chili to go on top, and so they divided the work until there were thirty hot dogs and a pot full of chili.

“Thanks Jamil,” Mirai smiled, taking a sip of his water.

“Why are you thanking me?” Jamil asked. “I just helped you cook.”

“You're smarter than that Jamil,” Mirai chuckled, untying his hair, and removing the cloth headband, “I think you can figure it out.”

Jamil looked taken aback, beautiful dark eyes going wide. “I didn’t do anything, really,” Jamil mumbled, playing with his bangs, “I should be thanking you.”

“You’re welcome, Jamil.”

Jamil smirked, before patting Mirai on the shoulder, “You’re welcome, Mirai.”

“Now let's get cleaning,” Mirai whooped, rolling up his sleeves.

Jamil shook his head fondly.

Just as they finished cleaning the kitchen, the oven timer dinged.

“Pie’s done,” Mirai chirped just as a knock sounded at the door, “And just in time too.”

“Human,” Grim called from the lounge.

“I’m busy,” Mirai sang back.

The door sounded and muffed talking could be heard. Mirai checked the time, it read six-twenty.

“What’s cookin’ good lookin’?”

“Cay-Cay,” Mirai cheered.

Cater laughed, opening his arms in invitation, “Didn’t I say it was Cay-Cay if you were cray-cray?”

“Well, there’s your answer,” Mirai laughed, returning the hug.

Mirai snuggled against Cater. He liked hugging Cater. He was warm, he always smelt good, like something fresh and crisp, with a little hint of spice, and he always felt safe in his solid form.

“You comfortable there, Hon?” Cater asked, one hand scratching through Mirai’s hair, and his other was rubbing at Mirai’s waist.

“Yeah,” came Mirai’s muffled reply.

Cater chuckled fondly.

“You just smell really good,” Mirai groaned, letting Cater go.

Cater laughed loudly, and Jamil chuckled from his spot next to the stove.

“You here by yourself?” Mirai asked.

“Yeah,” Cater said, “Riddle is helping Trey, and Kalim is with Lilia.”

“Thank the Seven,” Jamil sighed.

“You know I wouldn’t leave him by himself.”

“Well, we’re almost done,” Mirai said, pointing to the table full of food. “The pie just came out of the oven.”

“Ooh! What kind is it?”

“Shoofly?” Jamil asked more than said.

“You remembered,” Mirai smiled.

“Never heard of it,” Cater said. “Does it come from your home world?”

“Ding! Ding! You would be correct!”

Cater and Jamil chuckled at Mirai’s sound effects.

“We also made hot dogs and chili dogs for those who don’t want pie,” Mirai informed.

“Aww, look at you,” Cater gushed, pulling the Ramshackle Prefect into a hug, “Always so thoughtful!”

A set of knocks echoed throughout the dorm and Mirai perked up.

“I got it,” Cater called, letting Mirai go to answer the door.

There was shuffling from the lounge and shortly after Trey and Riddle entered the kitchen.

“Evening guys,” Mirai greeted

“Evening, Prefect,” Trey greeted, “Where should I put this?”

“The kitchen table is fine! We can fix it when everyone gets here.”

“Sounds good.”

“Evening Mirai,” Riddle greeted happily.

“Hey, Riddle, how are things?” Mirai asked.

“Everything is in order, as it should be.”

“That’s good.”

“Oh, we didn’t know where to put our bags, so we just sat them with the other two. Hope that’s okay?” Trey asked.

“You’re good.”

“Well now that we’ve got more hands,” Cater chirped, “Let’s get this party started!”

Cater pulled his Bluetooth speaker from his bag and began playing wherever he felt fit the mood, and with the help from Jamil, Trey and Cater, Riddle directed from the top of the stairs, Mirai rearranged the lounge so that everything faced the window. The couch that was in front of the window was moved to sit along the rug, the couch in front of the stairs was moved horizontally to the window, the rocking chair was moved to the base of the stairs and the end table and coffee table were moved to sit horizontally to the window. Grim just sat there on the couch as he read, letting them move him about. Halfway through, Vil and Rook showed up and watched it all unfold.

“Evening, Rook, Vil,” Mirai called over the music.

“What fun this looks, Roi du Sommeil,” Rook commented.

“It’s getting there,” Mirai huffed, walking over to the two, “Just set your things there, we’re almost done.”

“I was told to bring fairy lights,” Vil said, holding up the two large plastic bags.

“Fairy lights?” Mirai asked.

“Those are for later,” Cater cut in, taking the bags.

There was a knock on the door, and Vil opened it to let Kalim, Lilia, and Malleus in.

“Hey guys, drop your stuff in the foyer for now,” Mirai instructed, “After we get this situated we can go from there.”

“Okay,” Kalim complied, “I bought even more blankets!”

As Trey rearranged the food on the coffee table, Mirai, Jamil, and Malleus laid out the blankets so that the hard wooden floors were covered and cushioned, then Kalim added the pillows. Cater and Jamil stopped midway through and had a dance break, then Lilia changed the music to something harder, the base loud and booming, which he screeched along to. Riddle and Vil perfected everything, looking as pretty and important as ever as they gave orders. With help from Rook and Trey, Mirai brought another end table down to the lounge just as the Octavinelle trio arrived.

“Little Shrimpy,” Floyd called, “Where are you?”

“Lounge,” Mirai called, “Just drop your stuff near the door.”

Azul, Jade, and Floyd entered the lounge, the drinks in a cooler.

“Oh, that goes next to the coffee table,” Mirai directed, pointing to the space next to it.

“Of course,” Jade said, walking the cooler to the coffee table.

“Shrimpy,” Floyd yelled, tackling Mirai onto the floor.

“Floyd,” Azul chided, “Be careful!”

Mirai grunted as he hit the floor, taking the entire weight of the six foot two eel human.

“You okay, Prefect?” Jade asked.

“Y-Yeah,” Mirai coughed, strain in his voice, “Fl-Floyd, it’s nice t-to see you too, b-but you gotta be c-careful. You might b-break m-me.”

Floyd cackled, snuggling his face into Mirai’s hair, “Shrimpy’s weak.”

“Yes I am, that’s why you gotta get off me,” Mirai laughed, patting Floyd on the back.

“Okay!”

Floyd sat the two of them up, sitting cross legged on the blanket pallet.

“What time is it?” Mirai called.

“It’s seven-ten,” Malleus answered.

“Thanks.”

“Idia’s here,” Vil called.

Idia entered the lounge with his projector equipment, and a long black bag.

“Heyaz,” Mirai waved from within Floyd's hold, “Set it up whenever you’re ready.”

Idia nodded, walking his equipment over.

“We’re setting it up in front of the window, right?” Idia asked guesting to the small blank end table next to the surge protector plugged into the wall.

“Yep. Is that okay?”

“No, no, that’s fine. Just making sure,” Idia said with haste.

“Cool, just tell me if you need something.”

“Here Cater,” Idia said tossing the long black bag to him.

“Thanks,” Cater chirped, “Okay Ima need help from my tall guys for this!”

“For what?” Mirai asked.

“It’s a surprise,” Cater said with a finger to his lips.

Cater left the room to gather everyone else, and Floyd followed shortly after being called by his brother.

“What are they doing?” Mirai muttered.

Mirai turned his body around to look at Idia. Mirai thought he looked cute in his hoodie as always, and this time, he wore his hair in a ponytail, a baseball cap atop his head, and with the light of the golden afternoon, Mirai thought he looked even prettier, ethereal even. And the way he worked with the equipment, he looked more in his element than ever. His hands were working fast as he positioned the projector and his laptop, plugging in cords here, there, and everywhere, his eyes were narrowed in concentration, the tip of his tongue peeking from blue tinted lips, with a flash of his sharp teeth here and there as he muttered to himself. Mirai found the tall gamer all too cute.

“Wh-What is it? Did I d-do something wrong?” Idia asked after realizing the Ramshackle Prefect was staring.

“N-No,” Mirai stammered, “I was just watching.”

“O-Oh. It’s nothing interesting,” Idia muttered.

“You just seem really good at that kind of stuff, and that’s what makes it interesting.”

Idia’s mouth opened and closed repeatedly, as he tried to come up with an answer. Mirai laughed while getting up to leave Idia to work.

“W-Wait,” Idia called, grabbing Mirai’s arm.

Mirai was surprised, but so was Idia, his face was red, hair growing pinker and pinker. He looked like he was surprised with himself, like didn’t mean to do that.

“Leona and Ruggie are here,” Lilia called from somewhere in the dorm.

Idia let go of Mirai and quickly busied himself with the projector again. Mirai took that as Idia wanted to forget what just happened, and got up to greet the last of his guests.

“Oi Herbivore,” Leona called, “Move your dorm. The walk here is too long.”

Mirai laughed. “I don’t think I can do that, but I’ll ask the Headmage and let you know what he says.”

Leona smirked, a quiet chuckle escaping his lips.

“How come we’re the last one’s here, but on time?” Ruggie asked, dropping his stuff next to everyone else's.

“They were helping set up,” Mirai explained.

“Hey Ruggie, come here,” Trey called from somewhere.

“Coming,” Ruggie called back jogging off.

There was a sound of pattering feet from behind, Mirai turned around to catch Trey, Azul, Malleus, and five Caters scurrying into the lounge.

“What are they doing?” Mirai questioned, walking off.

“Hey herbivore,” Leona said, running his whole hand across Mirai’s head, tangling his fingers in thin blonde strands and pulling, “you smell good.”

Mirai made a surprised noise akin to a choking cat, and tilted his head back, bending his body, as Leona pulled him by the hair.

“Good?” Mirai grunted, trying to get Leona’s hand out of his hair, “I’ve been cooking and moving around all day. Ya sure it’s not just sweat?”

“No, like, you smell really good,” Leona muttered. “Like meat?”

“Leona,” Mirai whined, face flushing, “That’s just gross. Even if I was just making hot dogs, that’s still gross.”

Leona chuckled. “Yeah that’s what it is.”

“Ugh! Now I wanna change my clothes. That’s just plain nasty.”

Suddenly there was a crackling sound and then the whole dorm went dark.

“Guys?! What happened?! Are you okay?!” Mirai yelled, wringing himself from Leona’s grasp.

Mirai tripped over the bags as he scrambled to the lounge, thinking of the worse. When he entered the whole room was pitch black.

“G-Guys?” Mirai called wearily.

One by one, strings of fairy lights lit up the room, little balls of light danced around the room like golden fireflies, making the huge blanket fort more and more visible. The top of the fort was peaked, hanging from the chandelier, a side was connected to the fireplace and the railing of the stairs above the couches. And at the front, there was a little pathway leading from the entryway into the fort, and the little door was made of blankets and sheets, tied on the edges to keep them out of the way. Mirai was in awe. He’d never seen anything like it. He just stared at the setting in front of him.

A flash broke Mirai from his stupor, making him startle. Cater was smiling from behind his camera.

“You gonna come in or just stand there?” Cater chuckled.

“Wh-What’s happening?” Mirai asked, voice a little distant.

A push at Mirai’s back had him whipping his head around to Leona who was smirking at him.

“C’mon,” Cater smiled, grabbing Mirai’s hand, leading him in.

They had to crawl in the little path way, but once they pushed past another set of blankets, the fort opened up. Kalim’s red, orange, burgundy, and purple blankets looked even better from the inside. Fairy lights lit the inside of the fort, and the little balls of light from outside also floated around in here. There were poles situated in the corners, where the fort, keeping it all in place, and in the back, there was yet another doorway, just like the one Mirai had crawled through. Mirai honestly didn’t know how they did it.

Azul and the twins were chatting on one of the couches, Kalim, Jamil, Trey, and Riddle were sitting around the coffee table on the blanketed floor. Malleus, Lilia, and Vil sat on the other couch, Rook sat at Vils feet on the floor, Idia sat next to the projector, and Ruggie sat around one of the other tables. Leona scooted in from behind Cater and Mirai, crawling over to Ruggie, where he promptly got comfortable.

“You can thank Cater for orchestrating all of this,” Azul said from the couch, “It was all his idea.”

“The light’s were from Vil and I,” Lilia added.

“Idia engineered the fort layout,” Malleus imputed. Idia flushed at his honorable mention.

“I bought extra blankets and sheets,” Kalim cheered, raising his hand.

“Rook and I concocted a potion that glows in the dark, mimicking fireflies,” Trey said racing up to a ball of light.

“What’s happening?” Mirai muttered again, still in shock, “H-How, why?”

“Because we wanted to,” Cater said looking Mirai in the eye, “And according to a little kitty cat, a certain Prefect was feeling down, and wanted to find a way to cheer him up.”

Grim poked his head in from the other blanket door, ears flat to his head.

“You weren’t supposed to go blabbing all that,” Mirai chided

“Well you said you were homesick,” Grim mumbled, “And you were all mopey. A-And it was annoying, so…”

Mirai was taken aback by Grim’s confession. Yeah he was feeling a little homesick. He missed the food, he missed the music, he missed the familiarity of it all, he missed not having to try and understand everything that was thrown at him, but he wouldn’t trade this for the world. He now had friends that cared for him, he now had a purpose, even if it was small in the greater of things, he now had a reason to look forward to tomorrow and what was to come. Yeah it was hard sometimes, yeah some of these guys could kill him with their pinky finger, but he was happy with life, more than he’s ever been for a long time.

Mirai threw his head back laughing, mirth spilling from his lips before it boiled over into misery. Tears filled his eyes, and Mirai bowed his head and cried into his hands.

Everyone was everywhere at once. Mirai couldn’t tell who was who, or what anyone was saying over his own sobbing voice. But he was trying to stop the tears that just wouldn't stop falling.

“I-I’m f-fine,” Mirai sobbed.

Mirai was pulled into a pair of soft arms. They smelled sweet like strawberries and something floral, like roses. It was Riddle.

“Ramshackle Dorm Rule by default, Mirai must confide in his upperclassmen whenever he’s in trouble, no matter the problem,” Riddle muttered, petting into Mirai’s hair.

Mirai pulled away, sniffling as he wiped his face with his sleeves, voice wet and raspy, “Thanks guys, I mean it.”

“You’re welcome,” chorused around.

Mirai smiled, wiping at his eyes again, “You guys are the best, you know that?”

“I mean, I already know that,” Leona boasted, a snarky smirk on his lips, “But I don’t mind hearing from you.”

“Please,” Vil scoffed, “If anyone here is the best, it’s me.”

“I think it is I whom he was referring to,” Malleus’ deep baritone voice rumbled.

The three began to bicker, much to everyone’s chagrin and Mirai watched the scene unfold in front of him.

“Ready?” Cater asked, bringing the Ramshackle Prefect from his thoughts.

“Yeah,” Mirai nodded.

“Alright! Party in the Blanket Castle of Ramshackle is a go!”

Everyone filed out and changed into their pajamas, and Mirai found it a funny sight. Riddle was in a red button up pajama set rimmed in white, the cuffs of his sleeves and the hem of his pants lined with white lace, Trey was wearing a green T-shirt and red plaid pajama pants and Cater was wearing a black muscle tank, an orange and white striped pair of pants, and a cardigan that matched them. Leona was in nothing but a pair of yellow pajama pants, Ruggie was dressed in an yellow oversized t-shirt and light blue shorts. Azul wore a purple button up pajama set rimmed in black, Jade and Floyd both wore blue pajama pants with little shells printed on them, and instead of the white tee like Jade was wearing, Floyd wasn’t wearing one. Kalim was dressed in a loose champagne pajama set, and Jamil was in a red tank and loose blank pants. Rook was in a dark blue button up pajama set, and Vil was wearing a flowy dark blue satin gown. Idia was in cyan blue pajama pants and a black graphic tank, and black ankle socks, Lilia was in a large magenta shirt and black leggings, and Malleus was wearing a black satin pajama set, rimmed in a fluorescent green.

“Everyone ready?” Trey asked, from inside.

“Coming,” Mirai called, crawling on his knees, back into the blanket fort.

Mirai was wearing a loose long sleeved shirt, the sleeve that held his missing arm was tied a little ways below the stump. His loose black shorts reached his thighs, and on his feet were black ankle socks.

“C’mere you,” Cater cooed, holding Mirai under his arms, and pulled him into the fort.

“Cater,” Mirai laughed as they both tumbled inside, Mirai ending up lying on top of Cater, both of them giggling.

“Getta room,” Leona hollered.

Cater stuck his tongue out at the Lion Beastman.

“Where’s Grim?” Mirai asked.

“Over here,” Trey laughed.

Grim, who was currently pouting, was dressed in a tiny blue t-shirt and gray pants, and he looked absolutely adorable.

“Aww,” Mirai gushed, “You’re wearing clothes!”

“Well he had to fit the dress code,” Kalim laughed.

“Wait,” Mirai gasped, untangling himself from Cater, and reached up onto the mantel to grab the Ghost Camera.

“Is that a Ghost Camera?” Cater asked.

“Yeah,” Mirai nodded, turning it on, “The Headmage said to use it to take pictures of my time here, to record all the nice moments, and why not use it now?”

“Then allow me.”

The ghosts, Biggie, Smalls, and Rangy, materialized and took the camera from Mirai.

“Good idea,” Mirai chirped, getting into position.

Everyone shuffled around, pushing and shoving here and there. Floyd made a scene about sitting next to Mirai, which caused Kalim to act out as well. Eventually to make it fair, Riddle made everyone sit in height order, shortest in front, tallest in the back, and Grim in Mirai’s lap.

“Everyone ready? On three,” the Rangy said, “One, two, three.”

The camera sparkled and shook, white mist swirled around it before it stopped.

“Thank you,” Mirai thanked them, putting the camera away as they dissipated once more.

“So Jamil says you made something for everyone?” Malleus asked.

“Oh yeah,” Mirai shouted, scooting over to the snack table. He only fell on his face once, but no one commented on it. “I made Shoofly Pie!”

“Fly?” Floyd asked. “Is it made with flies?”

Mirai snorted a laugh, “No. It’s just called that. It’s mainly molasses, and it’s kinda like a cake, well, a cake in a pie crust. But it’s really sweet.”

Trey cut the pie beautifully, serving it to those who wanted some, topping each piece off with the choice of a dollop of whipped cream or a scoop of ice cream. Mirai waited for everyone to get a slice before eating a piece.

“It’s sweet,” Riddle said, surprised.

“It kinda tastes like chocolate,” Kalim said with a smile.

“It's weird,” Floyd laughed. “It’s like cake, but it’s pie.”

“That’s the point,” Mirai laughed. “That's why we call it the cake in a pie shell.”

“You did good,” Jamil said, smiling as he ate.

“Thanks,” Mirai smiled, finally being able to taste home. Mirai felt like crying again, but refused to cry again for a second time.

“Well don’t stop here,” Jamil said, “There's plenty of food to go around.”

And like that, the slumber party was in full swing. Trey passed around cakes and cookies, Jamil dished out a slew of finger foods like fries, wraps, sandwiches, and more. Idia bought out the chips, some dip, and some candy, Azul passed around bottles of soda, water, iced teas, and fruity drinks. Mirai bought the hot dogs and chili out, Ruggie, and Leona were more than happy to have some meat, and Cater and Lilia were more than happy with the added spice from the chili. Once the food was passed out, Idia pressed play on the movie, starting the movie marathon, and apparently it was a series about a magical dark academia. Mirai dug into almost everything. The sandwiches were amazing, so were the chicken and lettuce wraps, he also had some fries and some chips. And before he could forget, he made a plate for Grim. As they ate, Mirai tried not to look at Leona as he devoured the meat in his plate. For some reason, the look Leona had when he bit into his food, Mirai would flush, and he didn’t need to have to go down that route in explaining himself.

“Shrimpy sure eats a lot,” Floyd chuckled.

“I could eat an entire pizza if I wanted to,” Mirai answered, gulping down some cream soda.

“That’s disgusting,” Vil cringed, “Do you know how much grease and fat is in that?”

“A lot, but hey, I’ve eaten worse.”

Vil scoffed, eating his wrap.

“Mirai,” Kamil called, “Try this!”

Kalim was in his face in an instant, in his hand was a plate of spherical pastries, swirled with chocolate.

“Wha-”

“It’s called Luqaimat,” Kalim said, sticking one of the dumplings with a toothpick, and bringing it up to Mirai’s face, “Here, open!”

Mirai complied, opening his mouth, letting Kalim feed him the dumping.

“How is it?! How is it?!” Kalim asked excitedly.

Mirai chewed thoughtfully, eating the sweet dumpling. It was soft and fluffy, deep fried, and smothered in chocolate. It was good.

“It’s good,” Mirai laughed.

“See,” Kalim cheered, eating one himself, “Here, here! Have another!”

Mirai laughed, finding Kalim’s excitement adorable. And he complied, letting the eager Housewarden feed him.

“I want some,” Grim called, bounding over to Kalim.

“Here,” Kalim said, feeding Grim.

Grim’s big eyes lit up at the taste. “I want more!”

Kalim laughed, “There’s plenty!”

Later on Idia, Azul, Trey, Riddle, Jamil, Ruggie, and Lilia played a very intense game of Old Mage, which resulted in a screaming match between Riddle and Idia. Mirai could vaguely hear Riddle saying something along the lines of something being against the rules, which turned into him screaming his little red head off. Trey tried to calm him down but he seemed too far gone to care, Idia started going on about something like ‘you noobs being no match for me’ which resulted in an even angrier Riddle. Ruggie laughed the entire time, and Mirai was pretty sure he was cheating somehow. Cater had a photo op, taking pictures of everyone and everything, Malleus, Kalim, Jade, and Rook were very engaged with the movie and its storyline, Vil sat off to the side, having a very extensive conversation about potions with Rook, and at some point, Mirai ended up lying between Floyd and Leona.

Floyd lay to Mirai’s right, stuffing his face with treats, while he read a comic book, and on the other side of the Ramshackle Prefect was Leona, the Beastman playing with the back of Mirai’s hair as he dozed, his long tail hitting the back of his leg as it swished lazily. Mirai knew he was doing it on purpose, but it didn’t bother him, so he let him be.

But right now, Mirai was internally having a crisis. He was stuck between the tall, pale, lean muscles of Floyd, his shoulder blades sharp, and the tiniest hints of his rib cage showed through his skin when he moved. And on the other side was tall, broad, and bronze Leona, who was pure muscle, so Mirai distracted himself by reading a book he had been meaning to read.

“Will Shrimpy’s arm grow back?” Floyd asked, lightly touching the shoulder of his remaining arm.

“No,” Mirai laughed, “Human’s can’t grow their limbs back.”

“That’s not fair. Azul can grow legs back in his Octopus form.” There a moment before Floyd asked softly, “Does it hurt?”

“Sometimes, but it doesn’t really bother me anymore,” Mirai said, looking up at Floyd.

Floyd was pouting, heterochromatic eyes distant.

“Don’t worry about it,” Mirai giggled, smiling.

“Shrimpy’s too nice to me,” Floyd whined, throwing an arm over Mirai, “I can’t be mean to him.”

He was changing the subject. Mirai guessed he didn’t like, or more like, he isn’t used to genuine niceties being given to him.

Mirai laughed, “That’s called being conscious of other people’s feelings.”

Floyd was silent, a thoughtful expression returning to his face. For a moment, Mirai thought he was gonna just ignore his comment, or worse, squeeze him for it, but it never came.

“Well I don’t like it,” Floyd finally said, pouting. Floyd got up and crawled over to his brother, draping himself around Jade from behind. Mirai could tell he was just embarrassed, and Mirai found it was endearing.

“Is that also where the scar on your eye came from?”

Mirai rolled his head over to look at Leona. He was dreading having to face Leona again, because he didn’t know how he would act having to be totally aware of his state of undress.

“Mn,” Mirai nodded.

The scarring was pretty bad. It mimicked a burning pattern, flesh dark in some spots, light and shiny in others. It started at his forehead, and it traced down over his eyebrow, splitting it in two, down his left eye, over his cheek, and chin, ending a little ways down his neck and shoulder. It was so bad that his once green eye was now mixed with a cloudy white, little flecks of green now only shown through the top of his iris. Only on the worst days did it throb with pins and needles of pain.

“Does it still hurt?” Leona asked quietly.

“Sometimes,” Mirai answered.

Leona reached over, running the backs of his finger across Mirai’s cheek, turning his hand, he ran the pad of his thumb tenderly over the scars across Mirai’s face. Mirai stared intently back at Leona. His eyebrows were frowned a bit, eyes not looking anywhere in particular, filled with an intensity Mirai couldn’t name. When Leona’s thumb reached Mirai’s eye, he closed them. It was too soft, and too intense, and Mirai didn’t know if he could take it.

“What about your scar,” Mirai challenged, sounding too soft, too raw for his liking, trying to revert the attention away from him.

“That’s a secret,” Leona smirked, letting his hand fall, catching the hint.

“Fine, I’ll come up with my own story behind it.”

“Oh?” Leona chuckled, “And what would that be?”

“You are six years old, and stuck in a tree,” Mirai smirked.

Leona growled something deep from within his chest, and Mirai was sure the noise would be engraved into his brain for the rest of his days. But the smirk stayed on his face, so Mirai knew it was okay to continue.

“You’re calling for help as you're stuck, and your brother comes to your rescue. The branch breaks, landing you into your brother's arms, but in your descent, you cut your face in the process.”

Leona laughs, like, genuinely laughs, and Mirai is absolutely smitten. He ends up laughing too. After their laughter dies down, Leona speaks up again.

“You okay?” Leona asked, propping his head up on his hand.

“Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?” Mirai asked, tilting his head a bit.

“Well earlier, you were upset.”

“Yeah, I’m fine now. Jus’ a lot of stuff going on, and I failed to remember what was in front of me.”

“Oh yeah, and what’s in front of you now?”

Mirai was genuinely going to answer his question, until he noticed the slyness behind it. He knew, Leona knew.

Mirai stuck his tongue out, making a little noise as he did.

“Careful, Prefect,” Leona warned, “I just might have to bite it off.”

“Bleh,” Mirai said, sticking it out again.

Leona growled, and lunged at Mirai.

Mirai yelled as was pushed down as he and Leona wrestled, rolling around in the blankets, pushing and shoving.

“No roughhousing in the Blanket Castle of Ramshackle,” Cater laughed chidingly, even if he was taking pictures of the two.

“He started it,” Leona said, trying to keep Mirai still.

“Did not,” Mirai shot back.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and watched.

“That looks fun,” Floyd commented, “Shrimpy fight me next”

One of Leona’s hands ended up skirting Mirai’s waist and Mirai squealed, pushing Leona away.

They both went stock still.

“You’re ticklish?” Leona smirked.

“N-no,” Mirai denied, panic slowly going on his face.

Leona started inching closer.

“Le-Leona, st-stop,” Mirai demanded, shooting away from his assailant.

Leona lunged forward, legs bracketing the Magicless Prefect below him, his attacks switching their target to Mirai’s waist, fingers skittering his belly.

Mirai laughed uncontrollably, as he kicked and wiggled, trying to get away.

“Say I win,” Leona breathed a laugh, “Say I win. Say you yield.”

“Y-you win, you win,” Mirai cackled, “I y-y-yield!”

Leona stopped his assault and looked down at the boy beneath him. Mirai was panting, face flushed red from laughter, mouth stuck in a smile as he giggled as if he could feel the tickle.

Leona chuckled, “You-”

Leona grunted as Mirai whopped him upside the head with a pillow.

“Now you’re gonna get it,” Leona roared, snatching a pillow from behind him, and started beating Mirai with it.

“Hey, he’s defenseless,” Kalim yelled, grabbing a pillow and whacking Leona with it.

“My turn! My turn,” Floyd cheered, grabbing a pillow, and smacking Leona.

“H-Hey! Why am I getting hit?!” Leona asked, shielding himself as he tried to hit the other two.

Mirai gasped as he was yanked from under Leona by under his arms. Looking up, Malleus was smirking down at him.

“Thanks,” Mirai said, going in to hit Leona again.

“Ruggie, help me,” Leona yelled.

“I don’t know,” Ruggie said in fake thoughtfulness, “You look okay ta me.”

“Don’t worry, Leona! I’ll help you,” Cater yelled, raining his attack on Kalim and Floyd.

Floyd whipped and flung his pillow around, smacking anyone who got to close. On one of Floyd’s backswings, it ended up flying from his hands, hitting Vil in the face.

“Hey,” Vil shouted, picking it up and throwing it back, it hit Riddle.

Riddle yelped, as it smacked him dead in the face.

“You,” Riddle growled, grabbing the cylinder shaped cushion, swinging it by the tassels, flinging it back, it hit Azul.

Azul screeched, picking up a pillow and throwing it back.

The chain continued until everyone had a pillow, attacking each other. Floyd was in no man's land, hitting anyone he could reach, Jamil had joined Floyd's side, tag teaming Riddle and Trey, getting his hits on Kalim during the battle. Malleus joined in some time after, using magic to throw pillows at Leona with a vengeance, and then that was when Ruggie and Lilia joined their charges’ sides. Jade and Azul took turns fighting off a very unpredictable Floyd or they set their assaults on Vil and Rook, who had deadly precision.

“Fl-Floyd! Floyd! Floyd,” Azul shouted at the cackling eel twin, “You’re hitting me in the face!”

Floyd laughed as he wailed on Azul, before turning around and hitting his brother.

“A dangerous game you play there, dear brother,” Jade said, a sinister smile gracing his lips.

Grim kept a stash of pillows at his side, using to hit anyone who got too close. Mirai found it cute as Grim tried to lift some of the bigger pillows and throw them. Mirai on the other hand, ended up crawling from Cater, who made it his mission to hit him, and in the process, hit Idia, who was sitting very still in the corner.

“Oopsie, sorry babe,” Cater apologized.

It was like night and day, one second Idia looked like a cornered rabbit, then next he was a hawk, sinking his talons into his prey. In a flash, he was snatching a pillow from beside him and was wailing on Cater.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” Cater chanted, trying to get away from Idia.

“Thanks Idia,” Mirai laughed.

Idia nodded.

Mirai laughed and playfully hit Idia in the arm with his pillow, Idia snickered and hit him back.

Slowly but surely, the pillow fight ended, everyone huffing and puffing as they lied there in a pleasant silence. Kalim giggled, then he went silent, then he giggled again. And like a virus, they were all laughing.

“‘M tired,” Floyd giggled, still catching his breath.

“As I,” Jade agreed.

“I can’t believe that just happened,” Vil said fondly, “You have quite the hit, Azul.”

“As do you, Vil. But you can thank Floyd for that.” Azul laughed, glasses long gone.

That tidbit earned him a couple of chuckles.

“The Great Grim wants a do over,” Grim huffed from where he was spat on the floor, “All you guys did was hit me.”

“You’re an easy target,” Leona gruffed.

“Fynya! Am not!”

Laugher rang out once more.

“I suppose this should be a good time to settle down,” Malleus muttered, looking off to the windows.

Riddle hummed in agreement, “It is already nine-thirty.”

“Then I suppose some cleaning is in order.”

“Then let’s hop to it then,” Mirai said, sitting up.

After the food was cleared out, the tables were moved for the right, to give more space. Mirai helped clean up the best he could before Trey and Cater sent him away. Mirai helped out elsewhere, and in no time flat, everything was cleared out for the night.

It was late, Mirai realized, the sun had long set, making way for the moon and the stars in the dark sky. Everyone was beginning to wind down, the energy from earlier melting into something more calm and cozy. Mirai entered the fort once again, and found Idia sitting by himself, knees to his chest, biting his thumbnail as he watched the movie.

“You seen this before?” Mirai asked Idia as he sat down next to him, shoving a chip into his mouth.

Idia jumped, but settled back down when he realized who it was, muttering, “Yeah.”

“So what’s it about?”

Idia started out small, telling Mirai about the story from its origins as a novel, but once he kept going, he couldn’t stop.

“The film is a masterpiece all in itself,” Idia rambled, flames growing brighter, and larger, his smile turning into a smirk full of sharp teeth, “Like the storyline, totally S-tier, the producers were fans themselves, so they wanted to make sure the movie hit the best points, and it did! The acting is great, although I think Henry’s acting skills are a bit mid. And like, the special effects team totally out did themselves, everything is on point. And don’t get me started on the OST.”

Mirai giggled at Idia’s rambling. Mirai found it cute when he geeked out.

“Like the use of the fog machine in this scene, genius! And-”

Idia suddenly clamped his mouth shut, face flushing a lovely red.

“Sorry,” Idia mumbled.

“What for man? So you like the makings of films that originated as literary masterpieces? We all have our likes and hobbies, so why be embarrassed about it?”

There was a beat of silence before Idia’s eyes narrowed harshly. Mirai was about to ask what was the matter when he spoke once more.

“Why are you so nice to me?” Idia finally asked, tone harsh.

“Why not?” Mirai asked nonchalantly.

“Well you’re not gonna gain anything from this, so you might as well stop your efforts.”

“You just seemed like a really cool dude.”

“Cool? You think I’m cool?” Idia asked, unconvinced.

“Mn,” Mirai nodded.

“What’s so cool about me? Who wants to befriend an introverted trash-tier Housewarden, who won’t leave his room unless he really has to, to only binge play MMORPG’s all night?”

“The introverted trash-tier Magicless Prefect, who never left his room unless he had to, binge playing FPS’s all night,” Mirai deadpanned.

Idia clamped his lips together, eyes widening.

Mirai sighed. “Being here has let me see the other side of things,” Mirai spoke quietly, “Being here has let me make friends. That little Housewarden meeting was the first time I actually felt seen since coming here. Being here has let me cook with someone, for someone, and talk to people who actually care about me. So even if it’s for a little while, why not try and start over and befriend the S-tier Housewarden with the cool flaming hair?”

Idia hid himself, pushing his blushing face into his knees.

“You’re not trash-tier,” Idia mumbled, “Definitely S-tier with some cool DLC.”

Mirai laughed.

“But seriously,” Mirai said, “Next time, if you need a gaming buddy, call me! I need someone who will binge play all night with me.”

Idia laughed loudly, accepting.

“Prefect, come!”

Mirai waved to Idia and kneeled his way over to Vil, who was sitting on the couch with his legs curled underneath himself.

“Sit,” Vil said, gesturing to the space in front of him on the floor with a brush.

Mirai crawled over and sat.

Vil ran his fingers through his hair, combing through the thin strands, starting from the root, manicured nails scratching softly at Mirai’s scalp, as he pulled gently down to the tips. Vil said nothing as he did this, they both sat in a comfortable silence. After a while, Vil ran his long thin fingers over Mirai’s forehead catching the headband with the tips of his fingers, pulling it back and down off his head.

Vil was terrifyingly beautiful to Mirai. He was a force to reckoned with, he let no one in his way, and he let no one tear him down. Mirai loved his presence, his confidence, the way he held himself, he was like a diamond, so pretty, yet unbreakable.

“Your hair is so thin, though it’s soft, like bird feathers,” Vil muttered, “you have to take better care of it.”

“It’s always been that way,” Mirai answered.

Vil sucked his teeth in annoyance as he grabbed the brush and started running it through his hair.

“Rook,” Vil called, “Get that purple bag.”

“Yes, Belle Vil,” Rook obeyed happily, crawling out of the fort.

“No, no,” Mirai stammered, twisting his body from Vil, “You don’t have to-”

“Hush child and sit still,” Vil scolded softly, tapping Mirai’s shoulder with the brush.

It wasn’t long after Rook came back with a travel bag filled with hair care products, and another filled with tubs, tubes, and vials of creams.

“Here,” Vil said, passing the bag of creams, “Do his face.”

Vil busied himself with opening various vials of oil and dumped them into his hands, rubbing them together, then from root to tip, Vil began running his oil hands through Mirai’s hair. Mirai’s face contorted as Vil tugged at his roots, head lolling back every time.

“Roi du Poison’s grip is strong, non?” Rook laughed, mixing various creams into his large hands.

“Am I hurting you?” Vil asked, hands in his hair stilling.

“N-No,” Mirai stuttered.

“Good,” Vil said, continuing.

Rook rubbed his hands together, as he stood on his knees, scooting closer to the Ramshackle Prefect until his knees bracketed Mirai’s crossed ones.

Mirai found Rook pretty. He was strong, yet so soft, it made his beauty even more intense and overwhelming. His jaw was sharp, but his eyelashes were long and soft. His green eyes were a fierce green, while his lips were in a soft smile. It made Mirai’s stomach flutter.

“Head up,” Rook commanded and Vil tilted Mirai’s head back.

Rook got closer, placing his large warm palms on Mirai’s cheeks, using his thumbs to massage the creams into his face.

Mirai winced at his touch.

“Son visage est si rouge,” Rook laughed. Vil leaned forward and looked down, he smirked with a chuckle, sitting back and continuing his work.

“Smells good,” Mirai mumbled, closing his eyes and Rook worked his thumbs higher on his face.

“Which one,” Vil asked.

“Both.”

Vil grabbed a comb this time, and started at the tips, working his way up to the roots, getting the knots and tangles. Rook grabbed another cream, it was pink, and began working it into Mirai’s cheeks and the dark purple bags under his eyes.

“Your freckles are magnifique,” Rook mumbled softly, “Like the stars in the skies of the Savanna. And your scars, they’re like a map, joining those constellations together.”

Mirai could feel his face flush, lips pursing themselves together.

“Beautiful,” Rook cooed, massaging Mirai’s temples.

“Don’t hide your insecurities, you’ll never learn to live them. You’re far too beautiful to hide yourself away,” Vil mumbled, his voice bitter, “Learn to take compliments, learn to love yourself. If you continue to compare yourself to others, you’ll never learn of your own beauty.”

“There’s nothing beautiful about me,” Mirai mumbled bitterly.

He thought he came to terms with himself, with his appearance. But then again he wouldn’t be so beant on hiding his face with his hair, and hiding his prosthetic with a glove, calling a fashion statement. He wouldn’t be holding back the tears that were threatening to fall. He spent his whole life comparing himself to others, indirectly downgrading himself into nothing. It was hard to see himself as anything at all.

“Don’t cry, Roi du Sommeil” Rook soothed with a sad smile, holding Mirai’s face in his hands as he leaned in to place a chaste kiss on his temple, “You’re too pretty to cry.”

“There is nothing pretty about too thin lips, too thin hair, a body that’s too thin, too boney, too pale, too many freckles. There’s nothing pretty about missing an arm, or the scars that burn my face, and the discoloration of my left eye,” Mirai bit out, angry and bitter.

“If you don’t see it, then I’ll make you. I’ll shower you in the love you deserve, until you see it,” Vil threatened.

“Where you see your flaws, I see your assets,” Rook whispered, “Don’t see yourself short.”

“But-”

“Hush, now. Let us take care of you,” Vil chided, lips brushing the crown of Mirai’s head.

Mirai sighed, keeping his eyes down, because if he looked at Rook, he didn’t know if he could take the feelings those green eyes held.

The night waned on and the party atmosphere was starting to dwindle. Vil took up one of the couches, a light-up hand mirror in Rook's hand as he applied his face creams. Leona was asleep towards the back entrance, snoring a little loudly. Floyd was dozing against his brother as Jade, Azul continued to watch the movie. Idia was dozing as well, but continued to watch, even if he had seen it many times before. Jamil and Trey were discussing their vice Housewarden duties quietly, Malleus took up the rocking chair, book in his hand.

“Hey guys,” Lilia whispered, “Come look.”

Everyone looked to where Lilia was referring to, and as Ruggie got up, he stepped on Leona’s tail.

“What is it?’ Leona asked, waking with a snort.

In the far corner of the fort, Mirai and Kalim were sleeping. Kalim was clutching Mirai like a stuffed animal, snoring quietly into his hair, and Mirai was snuggled into Kalim’s chest, legs wrapped around the Scarabia Housewarden like a koala.

“You stepped on me for that?” Leona gruffed, lying back down.

“Oh, I gotta getta pic. Where’s my phone?” Cater whispered excitedly.

Kalim muttered something in his sleep, his body curling over to hold the Prefect a little tighter, and Mirai twitched at the movement, his breath stuttering, but the two never woke.

Mirai woke up hot and sweaty, his shirt sticking to his back like a second skin. He looked up and found Kalim’s sleeping face above him, his lips slightly parted as he drooled into his pillow. Giggling, Mirai shimmied himself out of his grasp, which caused Kalim to promptly turn over and snuggle him into Jamil’s arms. Sitting up, Mirai stretched his back, looking around the room. It was quiet. The only thing lighting the room was the fairy lights at the peak of the fort, and even with that, it was still quite dark. Mirai felt around for his phone, but he never found it, and he didn’t dwell too much about it. The movie was no longer playing, Idia’s laptop closed with a sleeping Idia lying next to it, his giving off a dim blue glow, the flames tame and low. Vil had his back turned to everyone, taking residence on the couch next to the stairs, thin body wrapped in a soft purple blanket, and Rook was below him on the floor wrapped in his own. Riddle was on the one above Mirai, leg and arm flopped over the edge, Jamil was to Kalim’s right and next to him was Trey. Cater was to Mirai’s left, sleeping facing up, and next to him was Malleus, who was facing Lilia who was next to him. In the front, Azul was squished between the twins, their long legs tangled together, Floyd muttering in his sleep, chewing on Azul’s collar. In the back lies Leona snoring like a freight train, with Ruggie at his side. Grim was nowhere to be found, probably in his room.

“You’ll be tired come dawn, Dear Boy.”

Mirai jumped at the deep voice, whipping his head around, a pair of glowing half lidded magenta eyes started back at him. “Lilia,” Mirai pouted, his voice quiet.

“Apologies,” Lilia chuckled quietly, sitting up, “I didn’t mean to frighten you.”

“N-No, it’s fine.”

“Did you have fun?” Lilia asked, tilting his head to the side, a smile in his voice.

“Yes, I did,” Mirai whispered.

“I’m glad. You deserve to-”

Leona’s snoring stopped abruptly, making a sound akin to someone choking. Mirai and Lilia froze. Leona's ears twitched, as he rolled over into Ruggie, throwing an arm over his shoulders, cuddling more into hyena, and a moment later, he was snoring again.

Mirai laughed quietly.

“You deserve to live your youth the way you want to,” Lilia continued, a chuckle in his voice, “You only get one chance.”

“I know, and yet I still asked for a second. That’s why I can’t mess up this one,” Mirai whispered.

“A peculiar child, you are. Come.”

Mirai slowly as he tried no to step on anyone, made his way over to Lilia, who grabbed him when he was within arms reach. Lilia situated them so that Mirai was in between him and Malleus.

“Says the vampire,” Mirai chuckled, once he was comfortable, pulling the blanket over the two of them.

“Is that what I am to you, a Vampire?” Lilia asked mirthfully.

“Are you not? You have fangs, pointy ears, red eyes, and every time I see you, you have a bat next to you. Not to mention that you speak like you’re older than everyone, and when you tell stories, they sound too personal to be just a story.”

“Lilia, sleep.”

Mirai looked up, and Lilia craned his around. Malleus’ glowing green eye cracked open tiredly.

“You too, Son of Man.” Malleus mumbled, throwing an arm around Mirai, fingers brushing against Lilia’s as he closed his eyes once more, “You’ll be tired come morning.”

Lilia chuckled, wrapping his arms around Mirai, “I’ll be whatever you want me to be. Now sleep.”

And Mirai did.

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mapofthesoul20 · 1 year

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TXT College AU Headcanons

Because TXT are officially in (Cyber) University, why not have some fun imagining the shenanigans they’d get into as average American college students? (All quotes are irl quotes by me and my friends btw XD)

Yeonjun is the one who wakes up half of campus by screaming in the quad in the middle of the night. He is not drunk.

Yeonjun accidentally becomes the poster child for the school and is in every ad because he is just that pretty and talented. The others never let him live it down

Yeonjun, two weeks of class left: “Is it too late to admit I don’t know what’s going on in this class?”

Soobin was unanimously elected president of his fraternity. His frat is actually like nice and chill, but they JUST NEVER LISTEN TO HIM. He leaves with a headache after every chapter meeting

Soobin doesn’t understand how football works but shows up in full gear and face paint to every game

Soobin: “If the teacher doesn’t show up in 15 minutes, we can leave”

Beomgyu is the one who burns the popcorn in the dorm at 3AM and triggers the fire alarm. Multiple times. Taehyun threatens to strangle him

Beomgyu is on some obscure sports team, like archery or water polo, and Yeonjun is 100% convinced Beomgyu is making it up just to fuck with him

Beomgyu, crossing the street: “Go on, cars, hit me! Pay my tuition!”

Taehyun is a lead in the a capella team (Sorry, I had to do it to someone XD). Takes them to Nationals with his rendition of Zayn Malik’s “Let Me”. (Soobin shows up in full gear to support)

Taehyun is the friend who will always be there to help his friends move in/out, especially if there’s pizza offered. Be warned, he’s also the friend who will take a video of them when they drop something on their foot and are hopping in pain, posting it with a caption “Lol, what a loser <3″

Taehyun: “I should start carrying my knife around again.”

Hueningkai’s family lives near by so he’s always hanging out with his sisters and doing laundry at home and at least once a week brings home a stray friend in need of a home-cooked meal

Hueningkai walks up to the ornamental piano gathering dust in the corner of the student lounge, plays the most hauntingly beautiful rendition of Mozart, says “I think aliens exist and we should be nice to them” and walks away never to be seen again

"Okay, what errors were made in this lab experiment?” Hueningkai: “Showing up to class.”

Yeonjun gets drunk at frat parties and makes elaborate plans to kiss Soobin. Except he’s usually conspiring on said plans with a very drunk and very painfully oblivious Soobin

Taehyun and Hueningkai were roommates freshman year. First day of orientation, Taehyun claimed Kai as his and they’ve been bffs ever since.

Soobin: “This class is really similar to the one I took last year.” Beomgyu: “So you’re just taking the class again??” Soobin: “Well, if I wanted to change it, I would have to go talk to people...so yeah!”

Hueningkai and Yeonjun sustain themselves off of cup noodles and whatever they can steal from the cafeteria (27 containers one time, but who’s counting). It’s not unusual to walk into the dorm kitchen in the middle of the night and see one or both of them standing in the dark slurping noodles with a dead look in their eyes

Beomgyu and Taehyun are each other’s go-to dates for Soobin’s frat’s parties because 1) It saves them the headache of having to figure out dates every time 2) they love to tease people who are jealous 3) who else is gonna turn up with them to “I’m a Barbie Girl” 4) It gives Soobin a migraine every time they clear the living room just to do a dance battle ending in Beomgyu dipping Taehyun, and really isn’t giving Soobin a headache one of the great simple pleasures of life?

Soobin and Hueningkai one night were like, let’s get an ouija board. Immediate regret. Taehyun didn’t even bother trying to stop them, he just he hid in his room because he is a scaredy cat and smart enough to know not to mess with spirits

Yeonjun and Beomgyu are straight A students which drives their professors crazy because they’re always talking loudly and goofing off together in class and taking up office hours trying to flirt with the professors

Taehyun at the library: notebooks open, study guides neatly typed out, 10 highlighters and red pens at the ready, reading three books at once. Soobin next to him: gave up studying twenty minutes ago, downing a family-sized cheeto puffs bag

Beomgyu and Hueningkai have movie nights in the dorm’s common room (often leading to said popcorn burning). They eventually get banned though because Beomgyu keeps screaming at the jump scares. And because they had reconstructed the entire common room into an elaborate fort

When Taehyun gets really homesick he sleeps in Yeonjun’s dorm room, curled up on the beat-up bean bag and making that ‘Taehyun scream’ at anyone who tries to make him move. Yeonjun just feeds him snacks by hand and tries to convince the RA, No no, he swears, he really isn’t hiding a pet cat in his room

Feel free to add more XD

#tomorrow x together #tomorrowxtogether #txt #yeonjun #soobin #beomgyu #taehyun #hueningkai #hyuka #choi soobin #choi yeonjun #choi beomgyu #kang taehyun #also beomgyu dresses like a college uni student according to yeonjun :(#bonus points: Soobin: I have the upper body strength of uncooked spaghetti #bonus points: YJ or TH: Oscar Wilde is a flaming homosexual but I love him anyway #bonus points: TH (about to bust a toga party): I'm going to go shame them for profaning the royal attire of the Roman Empire #bonus points: Beomgyu: I love this club. This is the best club ever. What are we doing again?#as upperclassmen YJ SB and BG get a house off campus together and Tyunning hang out there every other day #then they all get a house together bc I said so #not related but as a yeonbinist #Yeonjun and Soobin make out on Yeonjun’s bed bc Beomgyu sprays them w/ a water bottle whenever they try in SB/BG room #Yes BG and TH do wear matching couple outfits to every frat party. I’m talking velvet button downs and all #HK is both the local hearttthrob and local crypto’s #he is the freshman that all the seniors have a crush on #but anytime a girl tries to flirt with him #TH appears behind him like a manifestation with a wide eyed stare of like #you talk to my Kai? MY KAI??#agent report

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Kuma Kawa

Voice Claim Horns by Bryce Fox

This is Kumas templetes. Ps the pics are all from Pintrest

Gender: Male

Age: 18

Birthday: Jan 25

Zodiac: Aquarius

Height: 5'11 1/2 or 181.61 cm

Homeland: Born in the Shaftlands and grew up there until he was 14. Then his family moved to the Isle of Sages, where he met Azul & the twins

Dorm: Scarabia

Class: 3-A

Club: Gargoyle Research Society

Best Subject(s): Alchemy, Astrology, Ancient Curses, Swimming, Poison Making, Art, Gym, and all the other physical education classes

Dominant Hand: Right

Favorite Food: Spicy ramen, curry, buns, anything cookie-related, more to come

Least favorite food: Salty seaweed, sushi, chicken noodle soup, peanut butter, white chocolate, and hot chips.

Hobbies: Reading, studying, painting the roses, hanging out with Vil, spending time researching Gargoyles with Malleus, helping out at Mostro Lounge, & watching stars, and practicing potions.

Talents: Able to hide what he's feeling, he can make most potions and poisons easily, and he's able to win any debate if he wants to. He has been said to have a 'calming aura' though he carries a bat around and will willingly beat the shit out of anyone who fucks with his friends,

Unique Magic: Blot Detection

He can see someone's blot. But he can not sense his own

Fun Fact:

If you ever want to find him, he's:

In his room, behind his piles & piles of books

In the school library

Heartslabyul

Pomefiore Since Vil has a weird thing for his hair

With Kalim & Jamil

At Mostro Lounge, either reading or working

With Leona reading while he is sleeping

Exercising or working out with Jack

Working with potions

Face Claim:

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland oc

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tokiidokiicasket · 2 years

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im not sure if i send it but: can i request the dorm leaders reactions to their dorm member having a "romantic" accident with the dorm leaders crush. Like both the dorm member and the reader is flustered from the accident, but the dorm member knows that his dorm leader likes them. AND LIKE HAVING THE DORM LEADER WATCHING FROM THE SIDE THAT HIS DORM MEMBER IS GETTING MORE ACTION THAN HIM IS SO FUNNY.

⚰️ : Oh the amount of menace and crack energy I'm about to add and mix into this request PL E A S E {Also don't mind the random characters I added in Vil's & Idia's part, they're actually my dorm OC's I made and I decided to add sum spice cuz why not heehee}

Edit : please know the writing style is inspired by @polluxminor so please do go support them when you have the chance <33

-So, Cater asked you to help him with painting the roses right? Well it was all going so swell and dandy until you accidentally tripped onto an empty paint can and thus collided into Cater!

-And what happens next? You both got paint all over not just the bushes and grass, but also your clothes too! You were on top of cater and you both stayed still in the positions you were before slowly giggling and laughing

-You couldn't stop giggling, flustered at the dismay and Cater was laughing along with you until he saw Riddle. Oh boi, he did not look happy. {Insert Amy Winehouse' "Me and Mr Jones - what kind of FUCKERY is this?"}

-Riddle standing there arms crossed and seething red while Cater was P A N I C K I N G like "😰😰😰 ohshitohshitohshi" , cuz he legit forgot Riddle was crushing on you

-After that, Cater was punished to wash BOTH his and your clothes, while you? You were decked out in fresh clothing and having a tea party with Riddle as he scolds you not to be reckless ❤️

-It started with you helping around in botanical garden, holding a pot of fertilizer and rushing until you bumped into Ruggie, who was visiting to give Leona's lunch {lazy stinky mf smh 🙄‼️} and then bOOM

-Both you and Ruggie are cover in dirt, you were apologizing to the hyena numerous times despite Mr. Gucci bucchi {Yessir the scrunkly 💅💕✨} assuring you it was fineeee

-Then he saw Leona, looking reallly mad and glaring at the sight before him. Thus Ruggie had an idea! The hyena smugly smiled before moving veryyyy closely, and doing the generous thing of dusting and wiping off the dirt. He even went out of his way to use his thumb to wipe off the dirt on your flustered face! {Leona punching the air in the background rn-}

-Ruggie snickered and patted your head, "Really, it's no worries s/o! Don't worry your adorable head about it!" alright that was the final straw- Leona stompin in and dragging you away from the hyena, THAT SHOULD BE HIM MAKING YOU FLUSTERED NOT HIM SMH 🙄‼️

-Ruggie got punished by having his chores be piled onto him but it was worth it ❤️ You on the other hand was basically stuck in a death grip of a cuddle in Leona's naptime

-You were running from Floyd because it was the chase hour and he wanted to play! But MAN YOU JUST WANTED TO VISIT AZUL AND HANGOUT WITH HIM COME ON 😭😭😭

-While you were running though, Floyd managed to catch upto you and collide onto the floor upon basically glomping you from behind, and guess who's there to witness it? Azul! {"What was the reason, WHAT WAS THE REASONNNN-"}

-Disappointed but not surprised, Azul is literally standing there like "🧍" while you were struggling for your life due to Floyd's literal death grip of a sQUeeZe

-Luckily, Azul managed to get you out of it so you two could hangout but Floyd was pouting and sulking throughout his shift in the monstro lounge {On the bright side, he managed to do both you and Azul a favor to hang ig 💃}

-Now see, it wasn't you or anyone in the matter that accidentally caused the accident but Kalim! And he didn't even know either- all it started was you vibing around and visiting until sWoOsh, he was flying on his carpet and thus the gust of wind cause you to bump into someone

-That someone being Jamil! You were so flustered being close to the vice dorm leader, you apologized while he assured you it was fine and it was a mere accident~

-Of course Kalim saw it and immediately got off the carpet to apologize to you while Jamil scolded him because SIR YOU LITERALLY WENT W O O S H AND PUSHED YOUR BELOVED CRUSH 🙄‼️

-Other than that though, Kalim pulls you aside to hangout together because 1. He's still sorry and 2. He really loves you sm pls 💕

-You were visiting pomefiore's dorm because Vil needed you for help on a potion. Since Rook was sick for the day, he decided YOU should be the best option 💕

-You were trying to find your way around the halls until you accidentally tripped on something, you were gonna faceplant on the ground until someone managed to stop that, by pulling on your hand!

-"Hey, you ok? Be careful next time when you're wondering around here." That someone pulls you up, only for you to land straight onto their chest. The dorm member snickers, "At least take me out for dinner first, before falling right into me you know."

-Vil, who had witnessed EVERYTHING, looks calm and everything but internally he's SE E T H I N G- immediately pulls up and snatches you away from the dorm member because AIN'T NO WAY- "Rael. I appreciate you helping s/o but please, I need them for assistance."

-The dorm member, "Rael" rolled his eyes, "Of course, dorm leader, whatever you say~" before looking at you, smiling smugly and winking as he turns around walking away.

-Vil legit squints because the audacity of this b i t c h 😡 first you accidentally faceplanting on RAEL? And him winking at YOU????? the audacity‼️‼️ Vil just drags you away while you're just embarrassed and flustered all around

-Lil did Vil know, Rael just saw the opportunity and gave a little push, snickering to himself

-So, here you were {Barbeque sauce on your tibbies/j}, in the library, studying for an upcoming test in alchemy class. While studying though, you noticed you were missing a book! So went on a book search in the library and found it, but it's on the highest shelf, so what do you do? You tried reaching for it!

-And though you were able to catch it, you were wobbling around and slipping! Someone managed to catch you ‼️‼️ but you both ended up on the ground🧍

-Legit PANIKING you stood up apologizing to that person, being an ignihyde student, he chuckles as he uses his index finger to twirl a strand of his gravity defying dark purple hair {L'Oréal commercial looking ahh smh 🙄‼️} answering, "Oh nooo~ it's totally fine," He picks up the book you were looking for, standing tall {Blonde~ Dark, mean 😩 rough and tough and strong 💪 and LEAAAAAAAN 💜} before you as he hands the book, "I believe this is what you were looking for? I'm Ambrose by the way."

-You slowly nodded still flustered, to which the ignihyde student smiled softly. He looked behind you, seeing Idia, who was 👌 this close, to pulling up and go absolutely OFF‼️ because 1. Idia was actually partnered up with you and got worried where you went and 2. He legit D E S P I S E S Ambrose.

-Ambrose smugly smirked at Idia, who's hair is slowly turning red because WHAT THE FUCK 😡‼️To which Ambrose pats your head, {Idia legit punching the air rn-} deciding to not cause chaos and annoy Idia this time. You just turn and see the gamer boi who managed calm down quickly, smiling you offered Idia to go out for sum food after studying, to which Idia accepts! Gamer boi do b happi 💕💕

- {At least Ambrose is giving him a chance before he decides to steal you away when Idia least expects it 🏃💨}

-So this happened after lunch, you were goin to class and what not, however you couldn't help but feel a certain chill down your spine. You tried ignoring it, until someone whispered smth behind you, going "Boo!"

-You yelped before turning around and accidentally bumped your forehead with Lilia, who was standing upside down and going on spook antics AS U S U A L ‼️

-You rubbed your forehead and apologized to Lilia, in which the vice dorm leader chuckles as he assures you no worries. Lilia, does end up asking you over at Diasomnia for some tea later! Which you decide to accept!

-Malleus, who saw what happened is just "🧍🧍🧍" cuz father w h y- While malmal is calm, he do b sulking around about it. After classes, you arrive at Diasomnia and greet malleus! While you both wait for Lilia, you talked and talked, smiling and laughing.

-And pls, Malleus is legit lovingly listening to you, smiling so happily as you talked about your day and how it went, you both were having a good time 💕💕💕

-Silver comes in, and you decided to ask where Lilia went. Silver raised his brow and answers, "You didn't know? He's at the music club, he'll be busy for the day."

-Nah,,,,,, mf Lilia set you both UP‼️‼️‼️He knew Malleus was legit gushing about you and decided to set up at tea date for you both smh

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst #twst x reader #riddle rosehearts #riddle rosehearts x reader #leona kingscholar #leona kingscholar x reader #azul ashengrotto #azul ashengrotto x reader #kalim al asim #kalim al asim x reader #vil schoenheit #vil schoenheit x reader #idia shroud #idia shroud x reader #malleus draconia #malleus draconia x reader #tokiidokii hc hour

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gogolstoelicker · 2 years

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Hear me out hear me out, Fyodor!MC

Or like a Eren!Mc from attack on Titan because lord knows season 4 Eren was wild.

Dorm leaders with a Fyodor!MC

warning(s): mentions of blood and murder/killing

notes: •honestly, fyodor will probably do the same thing he did in bsd to nrc bc look at them

•I'll write for eren!mc later! (but pls remind me i might forget LMFOAOA)

Showing a calm and confident personality most of the time, you don't appear to fear your enemies, boasting enough courage to let yourself be captured by them.

Despite being extremely arrogant, you're a straightforward and intelligent individual with a truly sinister personality.

Referring to yourself as carrying out the lord’s will and always talks about the sinful nature of man.

Riddle:

well at least u didn't break any rules?

hehe but u did broke the law /TRUTH

will lecture u abt laws and rules and how it's important once he found out

dont know how since you're literally so secretive but

lets say he did

while he is horrified at what you did, he still can't just let it go that u broke some laws for the sake of "purifying the world or smth"

like there's surely some ways to purify people without having to break some laws

ur path as a priest era ig???

other than that, he likes how perfect is ur grade

and the way you play the cello

sometimes he asked for u to play it as a way to relax

it works btw‼️

he might also snatch ur hand out of ur mouth everytime u tried to bite ur thumb until it bleeds

he would scold u while he patches u up

Leona:

u give him the chills

and he's pissed about it

like some anemic herbivore is making his skin crawl??? what kind of pussy is he

may or may not saw ur ability😅😥

like u using ur ability on one of the dorm residents bc they tried smth with u

so u use ur ability on them and now everyone is scared

(fyodor's ability is called "crime and punishment", was not described yet but it was hinted that it can kill someone with a touch and is not restricted to skin-to-skin contact)

idk how the hell u got away with that but uh

lets just hope the school was fast enough to whip out some magic that can help the student before u got expelled

probably made the whole savanaclaw respect and fear u in a day

Azul:

probably kins each other LMFOAOAOA

well in a way???

this mc will surely fit well in octavinelle PLSS

ahem

is azul gonna be an ace(bsd) kinnie? he sure was

well thank god someone was there to stop u

or else azul will be hanging onto dear life /JOKE

(if u don't know what does that mean, then go see bsd season 3 episode 29. i totally didn't memorize the episode bc i keep rewatching it)

probably tried to hire u to play ur cello in monstro lounge

he genuinely can't tell what are u thinking bro

like he could stalk u around and he still wouldn't be able to tell what are u thinking

esp since you're either really calm and scary or just scarily weird????

Kalim:

aha u kind of scare him

😅😥

jamil probably doesn't trust u around him

i mean nobody trust u but

but jamil is esp on his guard

kalim is gonna get near u? u have jamil going 😡 at the back

(hes not mad at u btw, he's just staring to make sure u don't do anything)

pulled u up one time and u almost fall over

bc you're anemic get it

standing up too fast is gonna make u go through war and kalim will probably not get a hint

jamil have to tell him btw

and explain everything

kalim is a little more careful now

just a little tho

since if he forgor forgot, he'll do it again

ur talent in playing the cello bro

would u like to join his club?🌹

Vil:

u like people with good complexion so

so u def like vil

well in terms of appearance

we dont know abt personality yet

vil however? what does he thinks of u?

"pls fix ur appearance🕴😡"

ur hair is messy, ur posture is bad and u always bite ur thumb that causes it to bleed

he pulled ur thumb out of ur mouth every single time you tried to bite on it

and then proceeded to scold you about it

and then fix ur thumb if its bleeding

might even paint it

yassification of fyodor mc?💅

he really likes it when u play the cello honestly

like u finally look the slightest bit pleasing while playing that thing congrats omg😍

Idia:

u scare him on god

on the great sevens**

and the fact that you're not even a copy of kalim, cater or rook and u still scare him???

you know it's bad

well you're good at hacking and he probably does too so

so u guys might can bond from that??

i mean if you're not being usual ol' u, he can deal with u

but once u started going on abt the sin of mankind and how they should be punished?

he just

stayed in the corner and never come out

other than that, he's ok with ur company!!

you mind ur own business + he minds his own business

Malleus:

knows he's malleus draconia when u first met

decided to just play along with him

you're an interesting one, he must say

you always talked about how much sinful the people in this school are or just people in general and how you're going to purify them all

he thinks its light magic and go "idk how u ended up here🤗"

he's wrong btw💀

yknow that thing fyodor said? "together, u and i will cover this land with the blood of the sinners"

yeah u prolly said that to him or he overheard u said that to someone

literally him: 😃😮😶😥

you're amusing but

but murder??? war??? no thanks<3

but he really enjoys it when u played the cello!!

you're really good at it bro

he might have to hire u

/hj**

#twst wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland #riddle rosehearts #leona kingscholar #azul ashengrotto #kalim al asim #vil schoenheit #idia shroud #malleus draconia

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twstedstoryshop · 2 years

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can I please get a scenario of that one message I sent you?

Valentines For Deuce

Deuce watched with passing interest as students of Heartslabyul milled about the dorm lounge. He lounged on one of the plush red coaches, occasionally looking up from his class notes to overhear conversations. Classes had been dismissed for everyone and a sense of relief could be felt in the air.

“Man, I’m so glad the day is finally over. I can’t wait for later tonight!” One boy exclaimed from a corner of the room with arms raised in triumph. Deuce couldn’t help but to hang onto the conversation as curiosity got the better of him.

“What’s going on tonight?” The boy’s friend asked.

“He’s got permission to sleepover at Savanaclaw. He’s gonna spend Valentine’s with his boyfriend,” another piped up.

“Ehhhh, must be nice,” the first friend grumbled while the happy Heartslabyul student chuckled with a wily smile.

Ah right, today is Valentine’s day, Deuce thought idly. Valentine’s wasn’t exactly a holiday he really celebrated. Sure he would get chocolates and roses to present to his mother a while back, but that was it. His chances of ever getting gifts himself vanished the moment he decided to fool around and be a nuisance to the neighborhood peace. He remembered his older fellow gang members having partners being sweet with, but more often than not, those relationships tended to fizzle out. If Deuce was ever lucky enough to have someone like him, he’d definitely want it to last. Call him old-fashioned, but that’s just how he rolled.

Deuce was so caught up in the thoughts of Valentines and romance, he didn’t realize his phone was buzzing incessantly in his pocket. Pulled out of his daydreaming, he fished out the device and saw the Ramshackle Prefect’s contact flash across the screen.

Yuu: yo, deuce, you got a min?

Yuu: i’m here at the heartslabyul dorm

Yuu: can you come meet me at the rose garden if ur free?

Deuce tilted his head a bit at the sudden texts. What could Yuu possibly want if they came all the way out here? Not wanting to leave them hanging, Deuce gathered his things and made his way out the door.

Deuce: on my way

Deuce: i’m walking rn

Eventually the navy-haired boy would come upon the familiar hedges and brilliant fresh-painted roses that decorated them. Standing casually by the entrance that led deeper into the gardens was the patiently waiting Yuu. They rolled back and forth on the balls of their feet, hands tightly clamped behind their back, and their attention occupied on a stray ladybug strolling along the grass.

“Prefect!”

Yuu instantly perked up and immediately beamed at Deuce. Their warm smile was something that Deuce often felt shy with. It was so unabashed and sincere, it would surely have anyone’s heart jump a bit with joy. “Did you need me for something? What’s going on?” Deuce asked curiously.

Yuu grinned and from behind their back, a box was produced. The wrapping was colored a bright blue, covered in a print of random spades. On top, a big black and white ribbon was neatly tied atop it.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Deuce!” Yuu exclaimed.

For a minute, no thought came into Deuce’s mind. He stared at the package, looked behind him to make sure Yuu wasn’t referring to someone else, and silently pointed at him in utter confusion. Yuu could only laugh and nodded happily at him. With shaky hands, scared that he would break the adorable package with one touch, Deuce took the Valentine in his hands and stared with wide, innocent eyes.

“Go on, open it!” Yuu excitedly said. “I want to see your reaction!”

The lid of the box was easy enough to pop open and inside, Deuce would see rows of chocolate dipped marshmallows shaped like little chicks. Deuce was shaking at the sight, finding the foods too cute to even take a bite out of them. Before he could implode from all these happy emotions, the boy looked back to Yuu, eyes sparkling and cheeks flushed.

“Th-thank you, Yuu! This is– wow… I’ve never gotten a Valentine before,” he mumbled.

Yuu’s brows shot up. “Really!? You never had one before?” To which Deuce shook his head sheepishly.

“No one had the guts to give me anything since, well, y’know…”

“Mmm, I see, I see. Though… A part of me is kinda happy you didn’t get a Valentine before because now I get to be your first,” Yuu said with a grin, eyes squinting a bit like a pleased cat. An expression that caught Deuce off by surprise.

“Y-you tease too much, Prefect… Still, thank you. I really appreciate this coming from a good fri–”

“Oh Deuce, no. This isn’t a friend gift. I gave that to you because I like you,” Yuu said oh so casually.

A beat of silence to digest. Deuce gulped and tried to find his voice again. “L-like a frie–

“I want to date you, Deuce.”

Yuu smiled happily. Deuce looked like his spirit left him and all it left behind was his body quickly and steadily turning a bright, bright red. Back at the dorms, a few heads perked up and turned curiously towards the gardens as a shriek of “EEEEH!?” could be heard in the distance.

#lovelygrimoire #twisted wonderland imagine #twisted wonderland scenarios #twst imagines #twst scenarios #twisted wonderland x yuu #twst x yuu #deuce spade #deuce spade x yuu #deuce x yuu

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takuyakistall · 3 years

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Don't get caught! | Riddle Rosehearts

Synopsis: While visiting Heartslabyul, you couldn't help but want to be a hedgehog after seeing the way Riddle is so fond of them and spoils them. But be careful for what you wish for! It might just come true.

Note: This was a request but the ask was too long so I just posted this on its own. I had fun writing this! It was a very cute idea and got carried away so this turned out longer than expected, I hope you enjoy it!

You weren’t sure if this was a good idea or not. You weren’t even sure if this plan would work but Trey and the other Heartslabyul first years insisted that it was going to work—or at least, they’ll try to make it a success. You had absentmindedly let out a random thought a few days about your hair, saying how curious you are about how you would look like in different hair colours and hairstyles. Trey’s unique magic immediately came into your mind, Doodle Suit, and you couldn’t help but comment on how convenient it would be if it could temporarily overwrite your appearance.

You felt bad for asking Trey a favour so suddenly but much to your surprise, he indulged you and said that it isn’t any problem. Of course, you knew nothing about the way his magic works and if it really isn’t a problem to him. Though you decided to trust his words and agreed to meet up with him in the Heartslabyul Dorm during the weekends. Grim, Ace and Deuce tagged along behind you as you entered the mirror to the dorm. Ace and Deuce wanted to be a little bit extra (or so you thought) and picked you up from your dorm.

The smell of freshly painted roses was in the air as your eyes adjusted to the sudden sunlight. You relished in the sight of the rose hedges lined up and the half-painted roses hanging from them, a few drops of red paint dripping to the green grass. The empty cans of red paint here and there as you walked through the stone path to the main building. You caught a few glimpses of a few students scrambling to their feet as they picked up a brush and started painting the roses.

Behind them, you could barely make out a familiar shade of red and a heart-shaped ahoge. You quickly turned to Ace, trying to calm your racing heart.

“Wait, where are we headed?” You asked them as Grim climbed up your shoulder.

“To the lounge, or Trey’s room. Whatever works.” Ace answered half-heartedly as he pushed the door open and scanned the room full of students for the green-haired vice dorm leader.

“Nevermind, we’re going to his room.”

Saying the hallways of Heartslabyul was confusing is a big understatement. The twists and turns of the halls more or less made you dizzy just from looking at it. The fact that you don’t know the actual way to Trey’s room made it harder for you to navigate where you were headed to. Deuce grabbed the hem of your sleeve when you were about to make a turn, whispering to you about how his room was still up ahead. Grim had long gotten off your shoulder once he realized that he might get lost with you.

“Good grief… I don’t even have any idea about what colour I should go with first.” You sighed as you spotted a window that gave you a view of the rose maze. The countless green hedges adorned with white roses. Have they not painted this part of the maze yet? You paid it little mind as your eyes wandered to the small cage placed outside and the tiny creatures inside.

Hedgehogs?

Green, pink, and blue ones were all scattered and rolling around in the cage. You couldn’t get a good view but it seemed like someone was giving them food right now. You stopped in your tracks when you realized it was none other than the dorm leader who was doing it. He dusted his hands and stared at the small blobs of colour inside the cage. You couldn’t see it clearly but you saw him open his mouth as a small smile appeared on his face. You found it a bit cute—cute how caring he seems to get when it comes to them.

It must be nice to be a spoiled hedgehog under Riddle’s care huh…

You shook your head, the tips of your ears growing hotter as you told yourself off about having such weird thoughts. Your head snapped back to where Ace and Deuce originally were but only to find them out of sight.

You felt panic rise in your throat as you looked left and right, your eyes searching for the familiar figures. You scolded yourself, regretting getting distracted by that redhead you seem to be so enchanted by. You wandered around the hallway, the knot in your throat growing tighter as you prayed that you won’t get lost.

“Geez! Just how big is this place?” You leaned against the window’s ledge as you let out a small pant. You’ve been walking around the dorm for what felt like hours now but you found yourself in the same place as before—by the window where you watched Riddle tend to the hedgehogs as you sighed.

“Um, excuse me…” The sudden voice behind your back made you jump in place a little. You quickly turned around and was met with a male student with brown hair. Your tense muscles visibly relaxed.

Finally! There was someone you could ask. You opened your mouth slightly to ask but before a single word could be formed—he asked you an unexpected question. He caught sight of the scene you were staring at before his involvement.

“Oh! Were you watching the Dorm Head?” Dense as a rock. The student didn’t think twice before asking this question, his eyes not registering the way your eyes widened slightly and your stance stiffened. You kept silent.

“Hehe, it seems like he’s taking care of the hedgehogs personally.” He mentioned, his voice laced with the faintest bit of admiration when he stared at the scene beside you. You tried to shrug it off but the curiosity inside you couldn’t stay silent any longer.

“...Is it anything special? Riddle taking care of them personally, I mean.”

“Eh? Well… no, not really. It’s just that he really likes them, so he tends to spoil them whenever he’s on duty.”

“Oh, is that so?” You tried looking the other way, trying to keep the nonchalant tone. But the moment you looked away—you could feel a small smile creeping up your face.

Cute.

You shook your head before you got carried away by any other thoughts and turned to the student. You need to do what you came here for!

“Oh, by the way, do you know how to get to Trey’s room?”

“Eh?”

“What the hell took you so long!?” Ace was the first one to greet you with his fist meeting your head without any warning. You winced a bit, clutching your head and fought back with your words.

“It was your fault for walking too fast!”

“Hah? Didn’t we warn you to keep close to us?”

“You said nothing about that!”

“Oh.” Ace fell silent. The corner of his lips suddenly curling up, as if a realization struck him.

“Haha! Don’t mind, everyone makes mistakes right?” There was nothing stronger than the feeling of wanting to slap the grin off his face right now. Had it not been for Deuce trying to keep the peace between you, you weren’t sure if you could've held yourself back.

“Moving on,” Deuce placed a hand over your shoulder. “Trey-senpai’s room is just up ahead. Don’t lose sight of us again, alright?”

It was hard to navigate yourself around the dorm. If there was one crucial thing they hadn’t told you about the dorm, it was the fact that if you weren’t a Heartslabyul student or school faculty, you were bound to get lost amidst the twists and turns. But in their defense, they didn’t expect you to get distracted so easily. You nodded as you followed behind the duo once again.

After a minute or two, you found yourself face-to-face with Trey in front of his dorm room. That’s when you realized you haven’t thought about what colour you’d like after getting lost but your thoughts were cut off when Trey suddenly spoke up.

“Oh, you guys are here. You were a bit late, did you run into some trouble?” He asked as he urged you three (four if you’re counting Grim) into his room.

“(Y/N) got lost~!” Ace chirped in a singsong voice as he threw his arms back behind his head.

“Eh, really? Be more careful next time, you’re lucky you were found quickly—otherwise, who knows how long you’d be stuck there.” The closed-eyed smile on his face made his terrifying words seem normal. You wondered if there were previous cases that went way worse than what you went through. You let out a relieved sigh inside your head, thanking the student that found you.

“Then, let’s make this quick.” Trey guided you to a chair, dragging you gently by the wrist and made you sit there as Ace, Deuce, and Grim stood beside you. Their growing curiosity couldn’t be masked.

His instructions were clear enough. He said that you should try to paint an image inside your head. Envision what you would like to look like while closing your eyes and then he’ll activate his unique magic. He also mentioned that it would only last 24 hours or shorter if interfered with stronger magic and that he can revert the spell after a certain period if time just in case you wanted to remove it quicker.

You closed your eyes and took a deep breath, trying to paint an image of yourself you’d like to see.

“Ready? I’ll start now.”

You thought of your favourite colour, envisioning yourself with that certain hair colour. Wondering if Riddle would like it if he saw it. Oh, maybe if you were a (F/C) coloured hedgehog, he might find you cute!

“Doodle Suit!”

A small puff of smoke appeared just right after Trey finished his incantation. You felt a bit groggy and weird, was it supposed to feel like this? You opened your eyes, your vision adjusting to the sudden light until you realized the situation you were in. Everything seemed a hundred times bigger than they usually were and everyone inside the room seemed to have grown bigger. Everyone except you.

You felt so small.

“Eh!? Trey-senpai, where did they go?” The panic in Ace’s voice was unlike him. But Deuce was even more panicked than him, he thought that maybe they messed up and you disappeared for good. Grim was looking frantically everywhere.

You wanted to shout out. Tell them that you were still here but oddly enough, instead of a voice, a very weird sound came out of your mouth. The room froze when they heard it. Trey was the first one to spot you, a nervous chuckle slipping from his mouth as he held your small body up.

“It seems like your friend… turned into a hedgehog.”

Eh?

Eh!?

You messed up. Countless thoughts swirled rapidly at dangerous speeds as you thought about what could’ve gone wrong. You swore you did his instructions properly, you thought of what you wanted to look like and—

At the last minute, you thought about hedgehogs. That’s what went wrong. You wanted to bury your face into your hands but your new incredibly short four legs couldn’t even reach your face. This was a new level of embarrassment, you just wished that this was all a bad dream. You lied down flat on Trey’s palm, hiding your face from everyone as you heard Ace barely being able to contain his laughter.

“Pfft—” He clamped a hand over his mouth, trying to tell himself not to laugh but the situation made it hard for him to follow his instructions. Deuce, on the other hand, was crouching down while clutching his stomach—trying to keep his laughter as silent as possible. Grim had an indifferent expression before he approached you. He scaled your size compared to him and that’s when he lost it.

If you could speak, you would’ve told them to cut it out but much to your misfortune, you were left to make weird noises hedgehogs made. And if you were to make sounds like that, you were pretty much sure that they would laugh harder at you.

“Oh man, this is gold! I can’t believe you turned into a hedgehog.” Ace let out, that stupid grin on his face wider than ever.

“Though that does make me wonder how you managed to think about hedgehogs.” Deuce crossed his arms and pondered, finally calming down. Before he could dive deeper into his thoughts, Trey interjected.

“That isn’t important right now. We better think of what to do with your friend.”

“Trey-senpai, can’t you just overwrite it with your unique magic?” Deuce asked him.

“Unfortunately, it’s going to take a while before I can use my magic on them again. We need to put them somewhere safe for a while, can one of you keep them with you or do you know a place we can leave them?”

“Well, how about…”

“Hup! Off you go!” You hopped off Ace’s hand into the small cage he pushed you into. You felt yourself tense up when you were surrounded by your fellow small creatures, wondering if it was alright for you to sneak in like this. Ace assured Deuce that no one would notice an extra hedgehog inside the cage and decided that it was alright for you to stay there.

You had your doubts and troubles about this course of action but what can you do except comply? Your fate was temporarily in their hands—you were completely helpless. You just stayed behind as you watched Ace, Deuce, and Grim fade into the distance as they walked further and further away.

You looked around, trying to find something you can entertain yourself with but only to be met with immeasurable disappointment when you found out there was absolutely nothing you could do except eat, drink, or sleep. What’s worse is that you don’t know how long you were going to be here. You lied down on your stomach as you stared into space, a sudden wave of tiredness came over you as you felt your eyelids close.

Perhaps a short nap wouldn’t hurt.

You woke up to the heavy weight that rested over your body, you felt like you were being squeezed as a surge of panic took over you. You looked up to see that a green hedgehog was sleeping over you, it looked so comfortable that you felt bad for suddenly moving from your place. You couldn’t stay like this—you wanted to get out! You wished that Ace and Deuce just brought you with them even if it meant that they would probably get told off by Riddle for bringing out a hedgehog outside croquet matches.

“Hm? How strange… did I count correctly?” The sudden voice made you jump in your place, eyes darting everywhere to find out where it came from.

Wine red hair and slate grey eyes. There was no mistaking it—the voice belonged to none other than Riddle Rosehearts, the Dorm Leader of Heartslabyul. Confused, you wondered why he was still here. Didn’t his duty end a while ago? There was no reason for him to check up on the hedgehogs again!

“There’s an extra one?” His eyes shifted to you and you felt your blood run cold. How in the world did he know it was you out of everyone in the cage? You needed to think of something, quick. Who knows what he might do to you? Throw you out? Certainly, he wouldn’t do that… right?

“Don’t be scared. I won’t harm you, I promise.” Riddle’s gentle voice as he reassured you made you feel safe. You stared at his outstretched arm as a small smile appeared on his face and you couldn’t help but willingly hop into his palm. He brought you closer until you were on eye level with him. His grey eyes staring at you so intensely, you almost let out a squeak.

“Now then, we just have to find out who put you here.” He placed you on his shoulder and you felt the sudden panic sink in. You were in for a lot of trouble! You hadn’t expected Riddle to notice the extra hedgehog and you didn’t even expect him to come over in the first place. You cursed Ace and Deuce inside your head for leaving you there and expecting everything to sail smoothly.

If Riddle found out what happened, you were screwed. The best course of action you chose was to do your best to act like a normal hedgehog. That should be easy enough, right? Wrong! You didn’t know anything about how they acted and that fact alone made you declare this operation a failure.

Riddle walked away from the gardens and into the dorm building, your grip on his clothes tight because you were afraid of falling. Riddle felt the sudden shift on his shoulder and barely felt your claws ghosting over his clothes. He thought it was a bit strange, were you afraid of heights? But he paid it little to no mind as he continued walking and pushed open the door.

The students sitting in the common room suddenly stiffened up—they were first years and it was only natural that they were afraid of the strict Riddle Rosehearts. They stood up and greeted Riddle almost immediately, like soldiers.

"D-Dorm Leader!"

“Calm down, I’m not here to reprimand you or anything.” Riddle was irked at the way they visibly relaxed after saying that but he didn’t bother bringing it up. He scooted closer to them as he showed them the hedgehog on his shoulder.

“Do you know where this came from?”

Of course, the students could barely understand his question. They didn’t know the hedgehog was an extra head inside the cage and assumed that it was a normal hedgehog, so they answered:

“That’s a hedgehog, Riddle-senpai. It came from the cage they’re being kept in.”

“Of course I know that, I meant for this one specifically! It wasn’t here before.”

“M-Maybe it came from the forest and got lost?”

“It’s likely but how would it get inside the cage? That means a human probably put it in there.”

“Well… we don’t know.”

Riddle let out a sigh, trying to keep it together. It was going to be hard for him to find the culprit so he thought, just for a second, that maybe he should just let it stay inside the dorm. It wasn’t as if the world would end if he did, after all. But something deep inside his guts told him that he shouldn’t let go of this so easily. He dismissed the students and went to his room as he picked you up from his shoulder and into his palms.

“Where in the world did you come from…?” He brought you closer to his face and you felt like your heart was about to stop. His eyes widened as he made a sudden discovery. Magic? He felt the faintest bit of magic coming from you and that was enough to tell him that he should get to the bottom of this. But first—he needed an afternoon snack inside his room. After all, a queen should never make do without tea and snacks.

There was nothing more relaxing than having his favourite blend of tea in the afternoon accompanied by little snacks and biscuits that were served in little platters and teacups adorned with rose designs. It was to be expected as he was stuck in a dorm that was founded by the Queen of Hearts, it wasn't as if Riddle minded though—in fact, he grew fond of it. Daintily, he picked up his fork and took a small piece of his strawberry tart before putting it inside his mouth. Relishing in the burst of flavours that bloomed inside his mouth before turning his gaze to the small creature crawling on the table.

If you were already nervous back then, you didn't know how much more nervous you are now. You felt bad for feeling like you're deceiving him but at the same time, it wasn't as if you had a choice at all! Pushed into this seemingly hopeless situation, you wondered what would happen if somehow you transformed back into your original body right now. You shook your head and made yourself stray away from those thoughts—they never tend to end well once you think about them.

You tried distracting yourself by looking around the table and a certain snack caught your eye. You slowly made your way to it, your little feet pitter-pattering against the wooden material. Strawberry shortcake. Surely you were a tiny bit hungry after everything that occurred and not once did you get the chance to sit down and eat since you refused to eat the same food the other hedgehogs in the cage ate. You couldn’t help but look longingly at the small platter.

Riddle stopped halfway when he was about to take another bite out of his tart as he caught sight of you. Now, he wasn’t well-versed in the language of hedgehogs but it didn’t take an idiot to realize that you were hungry. He was a sucker for the rules of the Queen of Hearts but he wasn’t heartless. There was no harm in feeding you a little bit of that cake, right?

“Hm,” he contemplated for a split second, “just one small piece, okay?”

He took a small piece with his fork and nudged it towards you, expecting you to eat it. It took you a few seconds to understand what’s going on. Riddle, of all people, was feeding you. You didn’t know if you should be happy or not since you were in your hedgehog form but once you thought about it—didn’t you say earlier that it must be nice being a hedgehog spoiled by Riddle? Did the Great Seven up above hear you and decided to grant your wish?

Nonetheless, you took this as an opportunity. Who knows when you’ll get this close to Riddle ever again. You tasted the cake, eyes lighting up as you felt the sweetness of the frosting spread inside your mouth. You quickly took another bite until you finished everything with a content look. Riddle propped his elbow against the table and rested his chin on the center of his palm, looking at you with gentle eyes.

"...Somehow you remind me of a certain person." Riddle suddenly spoke up, his tone wary as he squinted at your figure. Your actions suddenly became more languid as you realized that perhaps the root of his suspicion was because of your erratic movements.

Surely he doesn't know it's me, right…!?

"(Y/N)," you froze up. "You remind me of them for some reason."

You went through the possible list of reasons how he came to that conclusion inside your head as you felt your heartbeat beat faster. For some reason, this whole scenario felt like it came straight out of a horror film. Out of all the names he could’ve said, he chose to say yours. The panic subsided as you suddenly grew curious about what exactly reminded him of you.

There was the slightest, smallest, unlikely chance that it was because he liked you but that was too far-fetched, right? Your imagination was going wild and unknowingly, you let out a small squeak. Riddle chuckled at the sudden sound, the corners of his lips tugging up into a smile. He stopped to think for a moment, he was alone, right? There was no one else in the room but the hedgehog and him, right? He took a deep breath.

“Speaking of them, something has been on my mind right lately… and it’s bothering me to no end.” He started, a downcast expression was on his face and you couldn’t help but worry. Did you perhaps do something to upset him? The thought itself made you panic inside. You couldn’t help but scoot away from him a little.

“I think I like them.”

What.

WHAT!?

You wondered if turning into a hedgehog made your hearing worsen or Riddle just made a mistake. There was no way what you heard was right, right? But, even then, Riddle had a slightest tint of pink spreading on his face as he looked down in slight embarrassment. It was hard to believe that he didn’t mean it or that he made a mistake in what he said. You felt your heart explode at the sudden realization and discovery.

“But the problem is that I think they’re avoiding me. I’m a bit afraid that they don’t like me,” Riddle sighed, “not a lot of people like me after all.”

“That’s not true!” is what you wanted to say had it not been for the fact that you can’t. But as they always say—actions speak louder than words. You scooted closer to his hand on the table and placed one of your front paws over his hand, hoping that he would take it as a form of reassurance. His eyes widened slightly at the sudden gesture, surprised that maybe the hedgehog understood his feelings and tried comforting him.

“Eh, you’re full of surprises aren’t you? Did you actually understand what I said?”

Without thinking it through, you nodded.

“Ah-! You really do… that’s strange. But anyway, thank you for your reassurance. Maybe one day I’ll get the chance to confess b-but that’s not important right now, I need to find out where you came from.” Riddle urged you to go to the palm of his hand and you complied with no complaints. He lifted you until you were at eye-level with him.

“Let’s continue looking, shall we?” Before he let you go, he placed a kiss on your head as a sign of endearment. You swore you were about to let out another squeak until a cloud of smoke suddenly appeared from nowhere and you felt your body get bigger as you closed your eyes shut.

You wrapped your arms around Riddle’s neck so as not to fall and you felt his arms go under your shoulders and knees as he let out a surprised noise—realizing he was carrying you when the smoke thinned out. His eyes widened in surprise and his face was as red as his face when he looked at the person he was carrying. There was no way. No absolute way this was happening to him.

You stared at him nervously, face red as you violently wondered why the spell suddenly went undone. Trey never mentioned anything about a kiss being able to undo it so why…!? Countless questions took over your mind but there was only one thing you could focus on right now.

What do I do now?

“Ahaha… Hi Riddle…” Nervously, you started.

“Y-Y-You…”

“It’s me, (Y/N)...!” You had the feeling this wasn’t going to end well.

“M-My confession…”

“Oh yeah, about that I—”

“OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!!”

Extra:

"E-Eh!? That came from Riddle-senpai's room right now. Do you think he's okay?" A random student asked the person beside them, crossing their arms as a pensive expression took over their face.

"Hmm, do you think we should check? Or tell Trey-senpai?" The other suggested. But as soon as Trey's name was uttered, he emerged from the hall with a satisfied grin on his face—as if he accomplished something great.

"Don't worry about Riddle, he's just having a little bit of fun with someone right now." He chuckled, not doing well to ease the students' worries.

"Trey-senpai...? Oh, he's gone. What do you think he meant by that?"

#twst #twisted wonderland #twst writing #fanfic #twisted wonderland x reader #your takoyaki has been served!#heartslabyul #twisted wonderland riddle rosehearts #riddle rosehearts x reader #riddle x reader #twst riddle #riddle rosehearts #trey was eavesdropping the whole time and decided to cause a little bit of trouble #why? 🥰 because he wants to give his dorm leader a little push !!!!#riddle was traumatized after that #he shoved u outside his room and he was this 🤏 close to tears

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azurevi · 3 years

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Fluff 49 with the octa trio please? Thank you :333

49. “Is somebody jealous?” with octavinelle

Thanks for requesting! I hope this is good enough 😔

Azul

Your relationship with Azul is so secure that one might even comment about how laid back you are. But both of you know better than anyone that you love each other, and there's nothing to worry about at all.

Well, that's what Azul would like to think, but recently his heart has been betraying his words a lot. In his defense, you've been getting pretty close with someone else. It's not as though he doesn't trust you, no, it is your friend whom he doubts.

He's pretty sure he isn't imagining things, that the flirtations and sly glances and unneeded physical touches are signs that your friend wants more than just friendship from you. Although you've never responded to any of his attempts, he still feels a weird feeling boiling in his chest everytime they get a little too close to you.

It sucks more when he has to stay at Mostro Lounge and work overtime, because that means your friend can take the opportunity and snatch you away. He's grateful that you always come back to him after the day, but he can't get rid of the uneasiness. Perhaps he's scared. You may have told him times and times that you love him, but he admits that there's still something which your friend possesses and he doesn't. There's a constant voice in the back of his head, taunting him about how he isn't as good as them. Sometimes it's so loud that he just wishes to turn it off.

Your friend is getting bolder and bolder by day. Even when you and Azul are clearly having alone time, they will shamelessly join in, and being a nice person you never turn them down. Azul wishes you would though, but he doesn't want to upset you by being selfish.

You aren't oblivious though. It's clear as day how uncomfortable Azul acts around them -- his posture stiffens and his head tilts up slightly, eyes ever so cold but his fingers are always restless. He never confirms anything though, so for a while you just decide to let it slide, but he's been looking so bothered lately that you make up your mind to lure the truth out of him.

"Hey," you knock on the door to his VIP room. His eyes basically shine at the sight of you.

"I thought you're going out with your friend," he says instead, once again lacking subtlety.

"I was, but I turned them down at the last minute,'

Azul flicks his gaze up. "You did? Why?"

"I don't know, maybe because someone is sulking?"

He doesn't have to say anything. His avoiding glances already reveal enough. "I'm not sulking," comes his futile, weak defense.

"Really? Then what's going on?"

After a moment of silence Azul puts down his pen, burying his face in his head as if in exasperation. "It's nothing… you've just been spending time with them a lot,"

Your brow arch curiously. "No way. Is somebody jealous?"

Blood shoots to his cheeks, painting the tips of his ears red. He looks like a child caught red handed for stealing candies during midnight.

"I'm not- I- fine. I am a little jealous, alright? But I trust you. It's them I don't trust," he nudges his head to the side, as if your friend is standing right there. "I may be overthinking things, but I think they're interested in you,"

"Are they?" you recall the times you spent together, trying to pick up possible hints. At your serious expression Azul waved you off, "As I said, it's just me overthinking. Don't fuss over it,"

"That won't do, you're clearly troubled," you walk to his side, prompting him to turn to you. "How about we do this, I make sure to draw the line between us and spend more time with you. Will that make you feel better?"

"You don't have to. I'm not a child who whines when his mother disappears for a minute."

"No you aren't. What you are is my partner, and I am willing to do anything to comfort you, alright?" you plant a kiss on his cheek, noting how hot his face is. "I'm sorry for neglecting you,"

"You don't have to apologize…" he mumbles, although his originally furrowed brows have relaxed significantly. Knowing that you're going to be there for him no matter what is already enough for him to ease his worries.

Jade

Jade adores you. It isn't anything surprising, basically the whole school knows about it. It isn't as if he tries to hide it anyways. He loves to shower you with affection even when you're in public, more so when you're having alone times. His affection is gentle and understanding, which is one of the many reasons you fell for him, but you've never expected these qualities to become the source of your plaguing worries.

Jade's smile is one of a kind. It can be benevolent and hostile at the same time, and it can be as venomous as it can be soothing. As someone who has to constantly deal with customers by Azul's side, he has mastered the ability to please someone with his appearance. And being the serious businessman that he is, he seldom acts recklessly.

That explains why he's caught the attention of one business partner, and for the past few days they've been asking Jade to accompany them around the campus. You shouldn't feel jealous about it, really, it's part of his job after all, but you can't help comparing the both of you and realizing how you lack the same charisma that they hold. However, you decide to keep it to yourself, not wanting to come off as a clingy and inconsiderate partner.

There's only one thing that you fail to realize, which is how sharp Jade's eyes are. It's true that he has been spending less time with you lately, but during the scarce moments when you're together he can already figure out what is clouding your mind.

"Good evening, my dear," Jade arrives at the Ramshackle dorm after work as usual, to steal more time with you. His workload may be burdening, but he never misses any chance to be around you.

"How's work?" you ask casually, trying not to bring up the fact that he was once again asked to entertain the client and had to cancel your lunch together.

"Work's fine," he reaches out and pulls you towards him just as you walk to hang his jacket, planting a long, deep kiss on your forehead. "How was your day?"

"Fine," you frown a little.

"Is that right? You seem to look upset though," he leans back to get a good look at your face, but you bow your head down in embarrassment. "I'm not upset,"

It seems that you're not going to give up your secret easily.

"Is somebody jealous?"

Your head shoots up, eyes widened in surprise. "What?"

Jade chuckles. "I asked whether you're jealous. I know I've been occupied lately, and I don't want you to feel lonely,"

"I'm not lonely. I understand that you have responsibilities," you mumble, still too stubborn to admit what's going on in your mind.

"That's true, but I am also your boyfriend, am I not? Making you feel loved is my responsibility too," he cups your cheeks with his palms, fitting your face in his hold and looking at you with the soft look that's reserved only for you. "Don't worry. Even when I'm busy, I'm always thinking about you,"

His honesty brings a blush to your cheeks and you wrap your arms around him in an attempt to hide your flustered countenance.

"Thank you, Jade."

"Of course, my love."

Floyd

Dating Floyd means that you're going to be loved for every single moment in your life. Floyd is physically affectionate, and he's definitely going to give you tackle hugs at any given chance. Be prepared to have him stick around and shower you with kisses and touches. With his constantly overflowing affections for you it's really hard for you to feel jealousy and envy.

Well, that's before the rabbit comes between the two of you.

You still can't believe that you're jealous of a goddamn rabbit, but here you are. Perhaps you've been getting too used to Floyd and his intimacy that the moment he averts his attention, you immediately feel hollow.

The two of you found this fellow outside your dorm, shivering in the cold and seemingly lost. Floyd took an interest to the small creature almost immediately and seems to have forgotten about you. You're sure he doesn't intend to ignore you, but suddenly losing his fondness just makes you feel out of place.

You refuse to act on your feelings though. What will he say if he finds out how needy you are? Perhaps he will deem you too hard to please or even a nuisance… you shake your head at the thought, returning to watching him play with the bunny.

"Oh, aren't you the cutest~" Floyd buries his face into the soft white fur, giggling at himself. At your silence he turns to you, only to find you seemingly troubled as your eyebrows knit together.

"Y/N~" he calls out and pouts when there's no response. He scoots over to you and pokes your face, only then is he successful in getting your attention.

"Is something wrong?" he asks, resting his jaw on his palm with an interested shine in his eyes.

"Nothing," you shake your head, nudging your head towards the rabbit. "Why don't you go and spend some more time with it? I'm sure it's getting lonely,"

Floyd is quiet for a while, face blank as the gears in his head work. After a moment, he breaks into a small smile. "I only left for a minute, it's not going to get lonely that easily…" you gulp at his words that suddenly seem to carry a hidden meaning. "What about you? Are you feeling deserted, somehow? Or better! Is someone jealous~?"

"I'm not," you quickly retort. Floyd laughs, throwing his head back carefreely. "I think you are though? Are you sad because I haven't been giving you love lately?"

You grunt, unwilling to answer any more of his questions which he already has the answers to. Seeing your annoyed expression, he decides to drop his teasing. "Alright~ I will show you more love, alright?" he wraps you in his arms, bringing you close to his chest and swaying you from side to side. You're not going to admit it, but you've missed this.

"Next time you want hugs and kisses, you only need to ask~" he says in a sing-songy voice, chuckling as you denies ever having such desires.

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Birthday from the boys (NRC)

Something to know for reading all of this is that I’m going to try my best to write platonic relationships that can be implied as romantic. Because some people may like a character but not feel romantic feelings towards them but still would like to know how they would act on their birthday.

Part two is the teachers and RSA

Riddle

He would prune the garden himself, regardless of the queen of hearts laws he would paint the roses your favorite color

He would lead you to the garden where the two of you would have tea and talk for hours

Eventually taking you around the garden

Ace

Out of all of these boys, he’s the one that’s most likely to forget your birthday

This man did not write it down

He overhears you talking with the other first years and them saying happy birthday. Then it finally clicks and he remembers that today is your birthday and he plays it off like he remembered

He’s not being mean in any way he just honestly doesn’t remember birthdays well

He talks with the first years while you’re not around and plans a little sleepover of sorts at your dorm

When you come back to your dorm for the night you find all of the first years there and they’re just kind of chilling in the lounge

They bring out a cake for you saying that they all baked and decorated it themselves but with the experience that the first years have it’s a strange-looking cake but it does it taste all that bad it’s just a lot of frosting and decorations because each one of them wanted to add a personal touch.

You guys have fun run around the dorm causing trouble

Then once it turns 12 you guys decide to settle down for the night and plot twist you don’t actually go to bed but instead play Mario kart till 3 AM

Deuce

He would try his hardest the whole day to make it the most perfect and kind of relaxing day ever. But utterly fail

In his eyes, he failed but it’s not that big of a deal

He’ll try to hold the door open for you or carry you around for fun and either, drop you, or trip

He feels really bad the whole day that he keeps messing everything up and it keeps getting less and less romantic

At the end of the day, you assure him that you had the best time and it was very fun. Which he doesn’t really believe because again he feels like he failed but he’s glad you had a good time.

He also stays the night hanging out with you until you fall asleep.

Trey

He would bake you a cake from scratch and decorated it with little flowers of your favorite color

He’s a really sweet guy so he would invite a couple of your close friends maybe three or four of them so that you’re not alone on your birthday and you also won’t have any leftover cake because you’ll eat it all.

A very nice and sweet get together messing around having fun

Cater

The morning would start very easy with the simple happy birthday and him taking you skateboarding you don’t have to go to a skating park or anything like that he’s just gonna teach you a couple of tricks.

But progressively throughout the day, it gets more centric and fun

At the end of the night can you both watch fireworks after you’ve just got done bungee jumping...

Leona

He’s not going to skip his morning to afternoon nap to tell you happy birthday even if he does care

A prince got to get his beauty sleep

When he wakes up he goes and attempts to find you and if he doesn’t he just goes man and gives up but if he does find you he tells you happy birthday and then walks off

Depending on your relationship with him he could be very distant and not caring but if you go and hang out with him during the afternoon when he’s not sleeping he’s pretty chill about it not really caring that you’re there if you have a negative disposition towards him he might care and tell you to leave.

Ruggie

He would take you shopping for the day

You might think he doesn’t have any money but those are jobs that he’s been working aren’t for nothing

He took all of the money he could for an entire month of work and saved it up spending it on your birthday

“What?! this is only part of my savings, not my entire Life funds” hehe...

Jack

Since magic mirrors make travel very easy he decides to take you back to his hometown

Not to meet his parents or anything but just to hang out because he talks about home a lot and wants to take you. What better time than your birthday

He takes you around his town and tells you about all of these places that he has memories that as well as putting you in the general direction of where he lives

He takes you to do all the fun things you can think of where he lives

When you both go back tonight NRC he quickly takes you by his dorm so he can grab something

He comes back with his gift to you which is a little cactus for you to take care of.

Azul

He wouldn’t have a birthday party for you

He would however have you meet him in the lounge

you two would have dinner together

Just the two of you...

you’ll take a walk through dorms halls just to talk in this moment you share alone

Jade

He would hang out with you if you wanted him to if you didn’t want him to he would tell you to go hang out with your friends since it is your special day

He would give you some sort of terrarium or if you’re not into those he would give you a rare plant for you to take care of as a gift

If you did want to hang out with him and you didn’t care where you went he’d invite you to a botanical garden for the day.

Whether you like it or not he’ll probably talk on and on about each plant and its properties in medicine and poison

Floyd

He would throw a great surprise birthday party for you

He’s got all of your favorite foods your favorite drink an awesome cake

And somehow he surprisingly kept this under wraps until the time of your birthday party

It would be in you’re dorm, and don’t worry afterward he would help you clean up the mess

When you walk in the door he has everyone holding confetti launchers... which he 100% is going to help you clean up after a lot of convincing

Kalim

This man knows how to throw parties and that’s terrifying

He would throw a massive party for you

He’s inviting all of NRC as long as they’re friends with you. Hell if you had friends in RSA he would invite them too.

He would have one of your other friends distract you for the day because it’s going to take the entire day to set up this banquet

He’s got everything a giant cake, fancy lights, a lounge area, a DJ, a chocolate fountain anything and everything that you would need for a successful party

Throughout the day if you try to go see him at all somebody’s always there to stop you and to distract you

You guys party for the whole night

Jamil

He would not throw a birthday party for you

As we all know he’s not really a people person

Chill about it passes you in the hall and says happy birthday

He offers to make you dinner but if you want to you can always decline

Although there is one thing you can’t decline and that’s the magic carpet ride he wants to take you on

He wouldn’t ask to borrow the magic carpet he’d just do it

Vil

He would throw a big banquet for you regardless of what you want

He’ll probably say something along the lines of “Fufufu do you think I have the time to do all this? someone else said it was a good idea and they did all the work it’s not as if I care or have time to.” But we all know he cares

He about all of Pomefiore if you have to invite any of your friends outside of the dorm he would be a little irritated and save fine I guess you can about your “other friends”

Epel

It would be the beginning of the day and he’s down the hall in spots you. He would immediately not yell your name but scream it and run to you yelling happy birthday. It would make quite the scene but he wants everyone to know that it’s your birthday and also Vil would probably hate the fact that he just screamed.

He asks you if you’re ready to “rock and roll” (for anyone who doesn’t know this is just a saying to ask if you’re “ready to go”)

He’s taking you on a trip to go do a bunch of fun stuff in town and to probably prank some people because why not.

Rook

Wouldn’t throw you a party instead he would probably stop by your dorm and announce his presence and sing you happy birthday.

Bring you some sort of small gift

He would tell you that he will follow you the whole day and you can do whatever you want with him

Rook is rather chill compared to some of the other boys. However, if you want him to he can take over because he’s kept note of what you like to do so he would take you to do things that you like.

Idia

He wouldn’t do anything special for your birthday

In fact, he’d probably have Ortho buy three slices of cake only, for the three of you

Throughout the day he doesn’t say anything about it

When you go to his dorm later he tells you happy birthday you guys eat the cake together

He kind of half-heartedly apologizes for not being able to throw a proper birthday party for you and that he’s sorry but his anxiety kind of got the best of him.

To make up for it he offers to play games with him until you want to leave

Before you leave he gives you a flower. An Asphodel The primary symbolic meaning of the Asphodel flower is peace after death and the afterlife, but this is not the meaning that is implied it is a white flower which generally symbolizes purity also it’s a symbolic flower of Hades

Ortho

He throws a big party at your dorm (if your dorm is Ignihyde he’d take it somewhere else), not ignihyde. Because the students are quite antisocial and it would be very disruptive.

He would invite all of your best friends

It is the cutest surprise birthday party ever

There would be fireworks, trick candles, and so many fun childish games that you would play at a party

Malleus

Malleus is somewhere in between depending on what you want so no this won’t be a surprise birthday

He’ll either throw a big party for you in the diasomnia dorm inviting basically everyone from all the dorms as long as they know you

Or if you’re more on the reserve side or you want a smaller party he’ll have a couple of your close friends join him and going to your dorm and having a get-together little party for you.

If you want to though he is 100% okay with just you and him hanging out for the day

Sebek

This man is crazy

He wrote down your birthday and planned weeks in advance

He would write down everything that you like in hopes that when it becomes your birthday he has everything that you could ever want on that day

He tries his best to bake a cake but then realizes that he’s actually really good at it

On the day of you’d think that he be really loud and excitable and overbearing but in fact, he is the complete opposite being very considerate and not quiet but an inside voice because he doesn’t want to stress you out or seem disingenuous.

He doesn’t host a party for all of your friends it’s just you and him. The reason for this and putting in so much effort just for you and him is because he’s rather shy when it comes to not just romantic feelings but platonic feelings as well not showing people how he really feels especially when it’s around other people as well. So it’s kind of to make himself feel more comfortable as well

Silver

Silver isn’t the party kind of person so he’ll probably get you a cute little gift like a bouquet of roses specifically white roses to symbolize purity or maybe a charm bracelet.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to throw you a birthday party it’s just that he doesn’t know how to go about it since the only parties ever really celebrated is his own because of Lilia when he was younger.

If you say something about not having a party or a cake he’ll get a little sad thinking that he might have failed you.

He’ll probably just follow you around doing whatever you wanted for the day as long as you didn’t have class.

He would also have a cute little lunch with you of food that he made before. You guys would probably go sit in the courtyard and eat next to a tree. Be careful though he may or may not fall asleep...

You might have to wake you’re sleeping, Prince

Lilia

He’ll invite you to a concert and then right as the performance is about to start he’ll say something like he has to use the restroom or he’s going to get a drink and he’ll be right back he promises.

As the performance is starting and the lights turn off you start to worry that he’s going to miss it

And then as the stage lights turn on and you see him on stage getting ready to perform

He’s going to perform an entire album that he and the light music club came up with for you as a birthday gift

Knowing him at the end of the performance he’s probably going to get off the stage to go and kiss you (Not necessarily on the lips if it’s a platonic relationship it’s probably on the forehead with the cheek as a sign of affection no love).

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