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ibee00725 · 10 months

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IVVVYYYYY

I WANT TO GLOMP YOUR ARTTTT!!!! Honestly it's so pretty!!!! I wanna live in it <3333

I saw requests are open, so if it's alright could I have a Savannaclaw Epel? My poor son wasn't sorted in the dorm of his choosing, so we'll just stick to imagining how he would be in there.

This is what epel sees in his dreams lol 😭

Savanaclaw!Epel messy sketches

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citrusitonit · 6 months

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Ahmm epel !!OKY I NED 2 STARGT PREPPIN G4 SCHOOL NOW IGS ALR 5AM

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demonichikikomori · 7 months

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Basorexia

Epel Felmier x GN!Reader Word Count: 1.4k+ Tags: Fluff/Epel is a Nerd/Autumn Date

Art is by rutu25twst on Twitter!

I was cleaning out my photos on my PC and I saw I had the definition of 'basorexia' screenshotted from a post. This photo was like, five years old. I included it in 13 Lovely Hauntings because it feels very fall is all. Let's have something sweeter for this lowkey event!~!

SUMMARY:

Epel Felmier does NOT like his accent. So, he purchased a word of the day calendar to help himself learn more 'refined' ways of speaking. He flipped the page to today's word of the day as he prepared for a study session with you at a nearby café. Today's word was: Basorexia. He vowed to use the word on each printed page in a sentence each day, but this is a little embarrassing...

Waking up was sudden, eyes shooting open with adrenaline kicking into full drive. Today was a special day. At least, in Epel’s eyes today was special. His grades were slipping in Ancient Incantations, and thankfully so were yours. With a bit of pleading, he had gotten you to agree to a study date on Saturday. You and him would meet at a small cafe in the village between Night Raven College and Royal Swords Academy. Epel jumped out of bed to yank his phone off of its frayed charger, today was officially Saturday. And he would have the afternoon with you, all to himself.

None of Vil’s bitching. None of Rook’s weird poems. None of the others in your meshed friend group… Just you, him, a thick book of spells tucked into his shoulder bag, and hopefully one of those fancy cheese tarts. Epel rushed around his dorm room filled with motivation to both impress, and charm you. Of course, that would start with his knowledge he had gained from an impressive word calendar he bought from Sam’s shop months ago. Epel had quickly grown uncomfortable with his accent in a dorm like Pomfiore. He thought that by studying words like these, maybe he could learn to talk all fancy like his dormmates! At least, enough to scrape by in a conversation.

Epel lifted the page from yesterday and pinned it in place so he could prepare himself for the newest edition to his vocabulary. Today’s word? Basorexia. To Epel, it sounded like some sort of incurable illness. An uppity sounding word, something Riddle would use when talking down to his underclassmen.

Except the definition left Epel feeling bashful as he read the lines of text below.

Basorexia (noun) - the hunger or craving to kiss someone.

His brows knit together as he began to frown. Usually he used his words in a sentence for school work, or using it on the members of the Magishift team who would be awed by his vocabulary. Using a word like this on you felt different. Would you think he was acting pretentious? Would you become bashful when he admitted its meaning to you? You were dating after all.

No matter what, he had to keep up with his streak of using the word of the day the calendar gave him. The time was now 10 am. He would be meeting you at the cafe in the village at noon. He texted you good morning and told you he was getting ready, asking if you would want to match outfits for your trip today. You responded cheerfully, giving him the idea you had along with your own good morning message.

Epel took a shower while brushing his teeth and washing his face and hair simultaneously. Using his best deodorant and cologne, he dries his hair as he looks among his outfit options for what would be the best choice that fit the theme that you had chosen. His eyes constantly eyed the clock as he would flex in different sweaters to see what made him look the most muscular. As he brushed his hair and pinned away any loose hairs once it had dried. As he politely asked Vil if his outfit looked okay and accepted a few compliments from Rook. And as he called you to let you know he was finally on his way with a heavy shoulder bag filled with books, his notebook, and pens.

As he left the Hall of Mirrors and stepped onto the campus, the wind nipped at his cheeks until they were red on his pale skin. With another glance at the time on his phone, he rushed down the path to the gate to walk into the village below. Wearing an oversized, off-white sweater layered on top of a purple and white flannel that peeked out over the collar, faded blue jeans, thick white socks that had bunched up over his ankles and all white shoes, he felt as though he fit your date fit idea perfectly. The walk didn’t feel long at all as he fidgeted with his sleeves, daydreaming about how to use the new word on you. And how to not make it corny.

Epel’s aqua blue eyes spotted you immediately among the thinning crowd walking along the cafe shops and bookstores. He took in a deep breath as he approached, hoping to quell his anxiety with a soft and slow exhale. He admired your fluffy white sweater and the pale gray flannel button up you wore underneath it. Your baggy, khaki cargo pants and your colorful striped socks that clashed with your white sneakers. Epel was crushing on you a second time. “Sorry if you were waiting long. I had to tell Vil bye like always. He’s like a mom.” Epel joked as he quickly opened the door for you to enter first. You told him you weren’t waiting long with a smile that left his heart racing through his chest.

The two of you found a table near the corner of the warm and welcoming shop. Epel retrieved the thick textbook of ancient spells as you pulled out your notes and pens. The study date was quiet as the two of you traded answers and placed an order with the waitress that greeted you. You got a pumpkin spice iced coffee with a slice of crumble cake, and Epel ordered a hot apple cider with an apple fritter donut. The cafe was quiet, with a few familiar faces from Royal Swords Academy showing up to hang out in small groups, or study together at their own respective tables. Epel highlighted a section in his notebook as he glanced up at you with his cheeks starting to burn. Maybe now was a good time to try using the word? He tapped the marker against the thin lined paper as a smile spread across his face. “Got sumore gumption? This ain’t so bad now izit?” He asked cheerfully as his stomach began to twist. Fuck. His accent.

“It’s just a bunch of big words I don’t know the meanings of. But since we’re studying together? I guess it’s not that bad.” Your laugh was light as you lifted your pen to mark down notes from the large research book sitting between the two of you. No matter how much he worried, his accent never affected you the way it affects those in his dorm. “People that wrote these books using huge words are definitely pretentious. I mean, what does ‘omnishambles’ mean?” You scoffed with a roll of your eyes as Epel began to feel his anxiety return. “Is it pretentious if I use them?” Epel asked, starting to feel apprehensive of sharing his word of the day with you. But there wasn’t any other opportunity to use the word, and he refused to use it on Vil or Rook when he got back to Pomfiore.

You shook your head with that gentle grin he adored. “Of course not. You’re not some uppity old guy. You are Epel Felmier. I like when you use all sorts of words.” You assured as he lowered the marker onto his paper. His eyes trained on you as he tried to stop the erratic pounding of his heart. “Well… What if I used one of those big words right now?” He asked as your eyes met his and you reached for your iced coffee. “Sure, what is it?” You asked curiously as you sipped, never breaking your locked gaze with the man in front of you. Epel reached for his large paper cup, heavy with the weight of his hot apple cider. “I’ll use it in a sentence…” He trailed off as his face burned and bloomed with rouge. You nodded patiently as your cheeks appeared hot as well.

“I become overwhelmed with basorexia whenever I’m near you.”

Epel admitted with a shaken confidence. You were staring at him with a wide eyed gaze of shock and warm cheeks. You lowered your coffee and Epel offered a nervous laugh, his eyes darted down to his hands. “Sorry, wordah the day… S’on my calendar. It means… Um… I wanna kiss you super bad.” He mumbled awkwardly as he slumped back into the dark brown vinyl cushion with a grin. Yeah, that was super lame.

“Well… I’m waiting. You can’t just use a word like that in a sentence and not put it to use after.” You whispered as a smile began to creep onto your face. Epel sat up swiftly in the seat as his face became so hot he thought it was steaming. He swallowed down any lingering anxiety as he followed your lead by leaning over the table. Epel’s lips meshed together with yours; leaving you with the lingering taste of apple cider to mix with the flavor of pumpkin and cinnamon.

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ferris-the-wheel · 8 months

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m!MC x Epel Felmier

Info: You work at the farm with Epel's family and sleep over there sometimes. Since Epel left for NRC, you video call sometimes. This is a little while after Vil promotes Epel's family's apple juice during Chapter 5.

SPOILERS FOR CHAPTER 5 OF THE MAIN STORY!

TW: None

You waited almost impatiently for Epel to get on the call. Yeah, he was busy or somethin' but still! Suddenly the phone picked up and Epel's face appeared on the screen.

"Heavens to Betsy, Epel, ya took forever, y'know!" You said, but there wasn't any real anger on your face. He laughed. "Howdy, Y/N. It's been a month of Sundays since we've spoken, huh?"

You waved your hand in a dismissing way. "Sure has. But has your Meemaw told ya yet? 'bout the apple juice? Ah was fixin' to tell myself, but your Meemaw insisted." You demanded.

"Ya kiddin'? 'Course she did!" Epel responded. "Ah'll reckon you're livin' in high cotton right 'bout now!"

"You're right 'bout that! Ah dropped one of them crates with apple bottles today. Your Meemaw looked madder than a wet hen an' she scolded me! She hardly never gets mad at nobody." You complained with a frown.

"Ah reckon it's busier than ants at a picnic over down yonder then!" He exclaimed. "Meemaw ain't never got mad at me unless Ah did somethin' real bad."

"Yep. I'm worn slap out right 'bout now. Say, how's school? Ya get to get all gussied up every day like them rich folk?" You inquired. Epel's face became annoyed, so you were sure you'd touched a nerve there.

"It's not too bad here, but my housewarden— Vil, he really is too big for his britches! Always tellin' me ta do this 'n do that. He thinks the sun comes up just ta hear him crow, Ah tell ya. An' Ah won't lie to ya, the vice housewarden here, Rook, he's kinda creepy. Halfway off his rocker." Epel said. His mood seemed to be much better now that he'd gotten that off his chest.

"Well, ya didn't call me up to talk about my school life, didn't ya? Besides the farm, how've ya been? Ain't nobody been botherin' ya, have they? 'Cause Ah'll tan their hides if they have." Epel said with a scowl on his face.

"Aw, don't you worry 'bout me, Eps. Ah would beat 'em up myself if someone tried." You chuckled. "Same goes for you, matter o fact."

" 'Course not. 'Bout everyone here is so uppity an' full of themselves." Epel huffed. You heard muffled knocking, so you assumed it was on Epel's end. He looked alarmed and called out, "Yes?" You couldn't hear the response, but Epel looked back at the camera for a moment.

"Gimme a sec." He replied quickly and he moved out of view. You could hear Epel's voice and someone else's, but you couldn't tell what they were saying. "Eh— Rook?! What do ya— I mean, what are you doing?!" You heard Epel's outraged cry. You were now worried and thoroughly confused.

"My apologies, Monsieur Cherry Apple, I heard you talking to someone and I was curious." The camera on Epel's end shook as the phone was picked up. Epel's face reappeared, but he was looking away. "I'm chatting with a person back home." His voice was calmer now.

"Oh, mes excuses, monsieur! I did not intend to barge in on a conversation with someone from your hometown. If I may, who is it?" Epel was right. This guy seemed a bit creepy, though you were used to oddballs. Epel sighed loudly. "My boyfriend. Here, lem— let me introduce you guys." Now that was weird. Epel sounded totally different.

A face appeared on screen beside Epel's, a guy with straight-cut blond hair. "Oh mon! What a pleasant face!" Rook said with a smile. "May I know your name?"

"Y/N. You're Rook, right? Epel was jus' talkin' 'bout ya." You replied. Rook's smile broadened. "Oui! Good things, I hope?" He inquired. Ain't no way you were rattin' Epel out to this guy. " 'Course." You said. "By the way, that hat o' yours is cattywampus. Do all y'all wear hats like that over yonder or jus' you?" Rook seemed totally confused and Epel had to translate.

"He said your hat is crooked and he asked if everyone wears hats like yours over here." He turned to the camera and added, "No, the only one who wears a hat like this is Rook, as far as I've seen." Rook looked very surprised. "Your speech pattern is very interesting! It's quite like speaking another language, in a way."

"Whaddya mean? It ain't that hard to understand. I reckon ya only got one oar in the water if you can't tell the difference 'tween a different language an' an accent." You retorted. Epel looked like he was holding back a laugh. Rook either didn't seem to realize he'd been insulted or he didn't comment on it and brushed it off.

"Can you leave now, please? I'd like to get back to talking with Y/N before we eat su— dinner." Epel said. Rook nodded. "Of course, Monsieur Cherry Apple! I've invaded your space for long enough. Au revoir, you two!" You heard the door close and Epel breathed a sigh of relief.

"Say Eps, what's with you hidin' your accent?" You asked. He looked miffed. "Well, our housewarden, Vil, right? He said Ah ain't allowed to use it an' Ah gotta speak "properly". But since he's housewarden, Ah gotta follow his rules. On the bright side, Vil's gonna be a senior next year, so he won' be able to be housewarden cuz he'll be gone most the year." Epel said. The last bit seemed to cheer him up. "Ah'll be happier than a dead pig in the sunshine when that happens."

"That's good, I reckon. Say, it's gettin' late an' your Meemaw's gonna have me liftin' juice all day tomorrow, so Ah should get some Z's." You said, reluctant to end the conversation, but knowing you'd be as a steering wheel on a mule if you stayed up all night. "Alrighty. Ah should probably be gettin' ready for supper here anyhow. 'Night then." Epel said.

You nodded. " 'Night, 'Monsieur Cherry Apple'." You said with a grin. "Aw, don' ya start callin' me that too! It's already annoying as it is comin' from Rook, Ah don' need ya chimin' in!" Epel exclaimed, his face scrunching up with a frown that was— you would never say this to him out of respect— very cute. "Ah, don' worry, Ah was jus' pullin' your leg." You said while laughing. "Alright, alright, 'night." You said, tapping the screen and ending the call, smiling to yourself.

Boo!! Hi again~~ Here's another post for you guys! Disclaimer here: I have never spoken French in my life so all of the French above was entirely the product of Google Translate. I also have never used country/southern speech before, so I was attempting to mix that with the dialogue I remember from Chapter 5 as well as copious research. I am not fluent in either French or country slang/terms, though writing this was incredibly fun!

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this post, and sorry if it was a bit long. For those who are fluent in French or speak with a southern accent, if I made a mistake somewhere in this post, let me know, please! I hope you enjoyed regardless! Bye~! 🧡

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favficbirthdays · 1 year

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Happy Birthday