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#ace trappola x mc
schoenht · 4 months
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↳ if he wanted to, he would.
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characters: ace trappola, lilia vanrouge, rollo flamme, silver, azul ashengrotto
synopsis: things that he does because he wants to or without being told to do so.
a/n: SHOUT OUT TO MY MOOTS THIS IS FOR YOU @taruruchi @linabirb @kunikame @lunavixia this is my early Christmas present to you all :D
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Takes you out on spontaneous dates with nothing on his mind but you.
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ACE never has a set plan in mind. Sure, he is not as impulsive as others but that doesn't mean he won't show up to your dorm at literally ungodly hours of the morning, just because he wanted to annoy you. (He's just a softie and will not admit he wanted to see you really badly.)
But Ace also loves taking you on dates. They are his favorite things because you're there and he can find little things about you that he never noticed before. Like the way your eyes sparkle at the sight of something you want, how your lips try to hold back from either sighing or laughing at a horrendous pun you made, how meticulously you scoured through every aisle to ensure you got the quality object you wanted.
Stays with you in silence, even when you're feeling at your lowest.
Dates are also a perfect time for him to spoil you. Never will you have to pay, except for the one time he forgot his wallet. Other than that, he refuses to let you pay. It's not much that he can do, he cannot get you the moon just yet, but memorizing your order, looking at the way your face lights up at your food. And every second he can take to be in your presence is a second he would fight for.
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LILIA loves you and he doesn't need words to show it, albeit hardly being against it. But he also knows you and how you work when you're overwhelmed. There is a peaceful silence that you require and instead of getting up in your space, trying to hug you, he will give you options.
"Do you want me to stay?"
"Do you want a snack? A plushie?"
"Do you want a hug?"
Writes you pages upon pages of his adoration for you. The expression "[one] could write hundreds of books and still not a number would suffice" comes from his actions.
You could lash out, you could stay silent. He knows, he can feel it. So he will stay there quietly unless you tell him otherwise. There is nowhere else he'd rather be than at your side. You're his lover, why wouldn't he stay? Even if you think you're a burden to him, you never will be. He has the strength and the compassion to hold you up. He always wants to hold you up, to love you at your lowest and at your highest. He's there no matter how many things come between you.
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ROLLO is not too expressive, nor is he too reserved to interact. He prefers to release his adoration through ink and paper. The diary he has is barely finished and it is all because he is to focused on his journals that are written about you.
He studies your face when you're not looking, when he watches the moon with you. The moon itself pales in comparison to your beauty and while he doesn't think his sketches do you justice, they are enough to remind him of how precious he holds you to his heart. Every single bit of you is a part that he adores.
There is no shortage to the little things he sees about you. The things you don't notice? He does. Every single one. He writes it down with such careful handwriting, it feels like a caress to the cheek. He has love letters, poems, stories, date ideas, he has everything in those notebooks. They are stashed away in the back of his closet.
Makes you little crafts that remind him of you.
But one of those notebooks has one specific purpose and it will be your present for the day he gives his everlasting devotion to you. That notebook has love letters that could fill oceans with how many waves upon waves of adoration he has for you.
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SILVER cannot keep himself awake most of the time and he hates himself for it because the dream version of you couldn't hold a candle to the real you. So instead, he makes himself stay up to create things. He is a soldier, a protector, yes, but with you, he is so incredibly soft.
He starts by crocheting you your favorite plush animals. He gives you paintings of landscapes that remind him of your eyes. He draws your face in a small sketchbook so many times, he has every part of you memorized. He annotates books to commentate on them with things he thinks you might like. He makes fake flowers out of pretty paper. He even makes you a blanket at some point, draping it over your shoulders when you study for finals.
Silver cannot stay awake for long, but heaven knows that he will do his absolute best to show you that he would move galaxies for you. He fears that the small crafts aren't enough, that you won't like them.
Would fly halfway across the world for you, just to see you for a minute.
But every single one of them holds a tiny piece of his heart. When you know you have enough, that is when you'll know he has given his whole heart to you.
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AZUL isn't as open to showing love as most are. He tends to struggle with showing his vulnerability, even after all this time. He's afraid of losing his reputation but also afraid you'll find him too cheesy. So his acts of love comes in acts of service.
He's had to go across the world several times for his meetings and each time, he brings back some souvenir for you. But he knows that's not enough. If he misses you to the point where he would swim back, he couldn't imagine vice versa.
So, he has started traveling back to see you. He would drop a meeting, get on a jet, and get to your doorstep with flowers, just to see you for a minute. Maybe it's a hurried reunion but there is no denying the look in his eyes: the man is in love with you.
"You came from halfway across the world, just for me?"
He has to pause before he smiles a little. "I would do it several times, if only to see you for a minute." He definitely buries himself in an octopot once he leaves, but the sentiment is so incredibly sweet.
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demonichikikomori · 2 months
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I Don't Care!: Heartslabyul
Savanaclaw - Octavinelle - Scarabia - Pomfiore - Ignihyde - Diasomnia
Romantic Jealousy: Based on real or imagined threats to a romantic relationship. There could be a history of infidelity or flirtations; however, this could also be solely based on insecurities. Sexual/Suspicious Jealousy: Based on fears that a partner may have cheated or be engaged in inappropriate communication.
Does he get jealous?
Riddle Rosehearts
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Riddle Rosehearts likes to see himself as the least insecure person on the planet. But that changes when he sees Silver getting chummy with you...
The activities for the Equestrian Club had ended for the day and Riddle Rosehearts had made plans to spend the day with you on Sage Island. Just the two of you. He wanted to go visit a new bookstore that opened and get something to eat at a nearby café. The invitation was his indirect way of requesting a date with you. You had shown up ten minutes before the Equestrian Club's activities had ended for the day. Riddle didn't mind, but he also didn't like the idea of you waiting on him! With a quick wave exchanged between the two of you, he and the others began to return the horses to the stables.
Riddle was one of the last to finish up along with Sebek. He was chatting excitedly under his breath with Vorpal about how he hoped your date would go. Until he heard you giggle. His head snapped in the direction of the sound, a curious expression graced his features.
He poked his head out of the stable, cautious of making sure he wasn't seen as his curiosity morphed into something more... Intense. Something he couldn't label; but he did not like it. You were leaning against the wooden fence, a sweet smile on your face as Silver stood beside you. The two of you were talking, it was innocent but something about the sight bothered Riddle.
Was it that Silver was taller than Riddle? The way he looked down at you with longing eyes? Was it how he subtly moved closer and closer until his shoulder just barely grazed yours as he effortlessly got you to snicker at whatever it was he said? Was it his natural princely aura? The way his arms flexed when he crossed them over his chest?
The sight in front of Riddle left him feeling as though he could remove Silver's head from his body. Easily. He ground his teeth together when Silver leaned in close. Too close. The student pulled something out of your hair with a delicate grin that left Riddle's heart sinking into his gut. He and Silver got along fine. There were no ill intentions, Riddle knew that.
So why did he wish for Silver to be struck by lightning? Riddle was frozen in place until Sebek left the stables in a hurry, snapping at Silver to move his feet so they could return to 'Lord Malleus'. Silver diverted his attention away from you, offering you a wave goodbye as Riddle casually followed suit.
Sebek greeted you with his usual loud voice and the pair took off. Riddle now stood in front of you with his head spinning with a newfound worry. This is what Cater would explain as jealousy. But he's not jealous. He had no reason to be. Silver was probably dozing off and that's why he leaned against you. The student was just waiting on Sebek. You just happened to be there to chat with. It was nothing.
When you called Riddle's name, his eyes met yours. That icy shade of grey appeared clouded as he cleared his throat. His posture straightened as he nodded towards you with a weak smile. "I'm sorry I kept you waiting... I assume Silver kept you company? What did the two of you talk about?" Riddle isn't jealous. He doesn't care about things like that.
The two of you are dating. Everyone on campus knows that.
Trey Clover
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Trey Clover isn't exactly the 'jealous' type. But he starts to re-think that when Che'nya starts to hit on you.
(tw blood)
Trey's eyes flickered between your smiling face and Che'nya's wide toothy grin. You had come over to assist him in baking an assortment of tarts for an UnBirthday Party, and apparently had met a familiar face on your way into Heartslabyul. Trey and Che'nya are friends and have been friends for a long time. And remained friends despite going to different schools; but this was different.
Something about seeing Che'nya getting so close to you was starting to piss Trey off.
He was silent as Che'nya hovered around you with his ear grating laugh. His fingers would linger against your clothes as the two of you talked with Trey idly listening and offering minimal input. He slid another dozen tarts into the oven to bake and removed the last set of twelve to allow them to cool.
Then, Che'nya got you to play a game with him. He slipped off your striped tie and wrapped it around your eyes as a blindfold. Trey glanced over with a frown and before he could speak, Che'nya waved a dismissive hand at him. "It's just a game. It's fine." He assured with that same toothy grin Trey was beginning to get sick of.
The beastman used a spoon to feed you different things, getting you to guess what the item was. Strawberries, walnuts, blueberries, and chocolate. All sorts of different things would be placed on the spoon for you to guess. It was harmless and you were clearly having fun. Trey thought that maybe he was overreacting. This wasn't that big of a deal. He had mentioned in passing that the two of you were dating to Che'nya. And everyone in NRC knew.
Che'nya wanted to get close to you because he was a friend to Trey, and he was naturally a very touchy and outgoing person. It's not that serious. Trey let out an exhale as he picked up a can of evaporated milk for one of the tart fillings. He glanced back over to see Che'nya looking at you with longing eyes, and the spoon he used to feed you was now hanging between his lips.
The can burst in his palm.
The sudden sound left Che'nya startled with a loud squeak of shock. The beastman turned invisible, leaving the spoon hanging in the air until he dropped it. You lifted the tie-blindfold with wide eyes before rushing over to check on Trey who dropped the can and looked at his palm. The metal had sliced open his hand, leaving it bleeding and mixing with the thick cream. He didn't even hear your worried voice as you tugged on his arm to pull him towards the sink to rinse off the wound. "Sorry... I'm not sure what came over me." He chuckled under his breath as you continued to fuss over him.
Your voice traveled in one ear and out the other as he started to frown. He didn't usually care about stuff like this. Or at least he thought he didn't care.
Cater Diamond
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Cater knows he's a jealous person. Not that you would need to know that... But those emotions start spilling out when you have a tooth rotting encounter with Kalim...
Cater pretended to scroll through his phone, his eyes flicking up to look at Kalim with an annoyed side eye. The younger student was excitedly telling you about a mini concert the Light Music Club would be having at an underground club on the island. Something Cater has already told you about previously. 
“It’s gonna be so fun! And everyone is gonna be there. Even some of the RSA kids! The cool ones of course.” He promised with a wide smile, he sat backwards in his chair, his knee would sometimes bump against yours when he would kick his legs out with excitement. He would quickly apologize before going back to talking. Lilia was glancing between the group while sucking away at a box of tomato juice. 
“You can sit backstage with us too! I’ll show you all of the cool stuff.” Kalim offered to you with a gentle wave of his hand. He began to show you different hang out spots near the club, things to do and stuff to see. It was starting to feel almost like Kalim was inviting you on a pseudo date. But that couldn’t be the case. Cater didn’t think Kalim was smart enough to pull something like that off. 
Cater hummed thoughtfully before scooting closer to you with a lazy smile on his face. “We already have plans after the concert. Sorry Kalim.” Cater explained as he opened his camera up to take a quick selfie with you. “You did?! Sorry! I didn’t mean to change anything.” He smiled sheepishly as you posed in the photo before turning to Kalim, assuring him that it was fine. You had no idea Cater had made plans for after the concert.
Seeing Kalim going back to smiling and laughing with you made Cater frown. He slid an arm around your waist as he started to decorate the edges of your picture with stickers and colorful emojis. He began to pull you closer and closer subconsciously until you were seated on his thigh with a soft gasp of surprise leaving your lips. Lilia stood with his emptied tomato juice, turning to Kalim with a smile. “Oh, I’m out of juice! Kalim,” He shook the empty box in his pale hand. “Why don’t you walk with me? I’m not a fan of going alone.” He let out a dramatic sigh, appearing forlorn as Kalim jumped out of his seat. “Oh! I’ll go with you! Don’t worry.” He beamed and headed to the door with Lilia. “We’ll be right back guys!” Kalim waved to the both of you, and you waved back before turning to face Cater.
He was pouting as he surrounded the image in orange and red hearts. You asked him what was wrong and he shook his head. “Nothing, I’m a little tired, that's all.” He tried to feign a smile but it fell quickly when he went to post the photo on MagiCam. He doesn’t care. It’s not that serious. When you leaned over and kissed his cheek he felt his heart skip in his chest. Yeah, he has no reason to be jealous.
Ace Trappola
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Ace doesn't believe he's jealous. In fact, it's beneath him. Well, he thought that until Malleus started hanging around...
Ace narrowed his eyes at Malleus as he sat on the other side of you during lunch. Malleus who was never seen gracing this part of the school, yet here he was showing you how he could make flowers out of nothing but magic. 
His eyebrow twitched when Malleus would lean down to hand them to you. Some of them would explode into glitter, some would fade away into colorful petals, and one turned into a mini swarm of butterflies. Ace could do a magic trick like that too. If you asked him to show you he would with no problem. 
Ace straightened out and looked at Malleus. His stupid horns, his stupid handsome face, the way his half lidded eyes looked at you as though no one else were around. It was infuriating. Ace’s jaw was starting to clench and he suddenly met eyes with the prince of Briar Valley. Lime green and cherry red locked together with challenging stares. “That’s an easy trick. Anyone can do that.” Ace huffed and broke away from the prince, looking at you with a smirk. “I can show you something super cool. You wanna see?” He asked you, and watched your eyes light up as you gave him a nod.
Malleus watched as Ace rubbed his hands together with a wide and proud smile. When he pulled them away, a massive and colorful bouquet appeared wrapped in a bright red paper. It was full of all of your favorite flowers and even some he had never seen before. Malleus frowned from the other side of you, crossing his arms over his chest.
Ace handed you the flowers and returned his gaze to the Fae. “There’s no trick you can do that I can’t.” Ace challenged the prince, not understanding the weight his words would actually hold. He wasn’t jealous. Especially not with someone like lizard breath. Malleus frowned with his arms crossed over his chest. “I apologize Trappola. Are you offended?” His question was genuine, but to Ace it was an insult. “I wouldn’t be offended by some lame party trick.” This made Malleus’ eyebrow twitch. “So, if I preformed something more grand for the Child of Man… How would you feel?” He asked with a small flick of his wrist. In his hand was a little dancing doll that looked like you. It was starting to annoy Ace. “Don’t you have a statue to talk to?” You looked to Ace, telling him not to be rude as the two of them locked eyes with anger. 
Ace wasn’t jealous. He would never be jealous. At least, he would never admit it. 
Deuce Spade
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Deuce trusted you with his entire being! He had no reason to be jealous or possessive. But feelings change... Especially after seeing you and Jack become so close.
Deuce apologized profusely when he told you he had to go to a mandatory track practice after classes ended for the day. You let him know over and over that you didn’t mind going with him and waiting for practice to end. 
He walked onto the track with you beside him, smiling and talking until he heard you gasp. “Oh, sorry. I didn’t mean to get that close.” Jack apologized as he appeared on the other side of you. Deuce was scowling and before he could speak, you explained that you felt something soft brush against your back. Jack has a large tail, but surely he knows that. Deuce looked away with a smile. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to make a face.” He laughed away his worry as the three of you talked and both Deuce and Jack made their way to begin practice. Deuce was watching you the whole time, his eyes never leaving you after that moment. Jack seemed to be doing the same. It could be his imagination, but during stretches, during their dashes, and during their breaks, Jack’s eyes seemed to be watching you before he would break his attention elsewhere. It was starting to get dark and it was now the final break of the night before the last round of practice would resume. Deuce made his way over to you before stopping at his gym bag to pull out his track jacket to let you wear. He saw Jack standing in front of you as you stayed seated on the bench. The two of you talking and laughing. 
Seeing Jack’s tail wagging as you smiled up at him… Deuce wasn’t sure why he felt so angry. You were allowed to have friends. You were allowed to talk to other guys that weren’t him. He doesn’t care that much. 
So why did he entertain the idea of punching Jack in the face?
The beastman waved goodbye and walked off leaving you alone on the bench. There would be another hour of practice. Deuce awkwardly approached you with his jacket hanging from his hand. His arm extended as he held it out to you. “I thought you might be cold.” He commented with a small shrug and you accepted gratefully. He watched with a soft sigh as you stood and slipped it on, looking at it with a grin. He zipped his track jacket up to your chin with a weak smile. 
Maybe he is a little jealous. But he shouldn’t care about that kind of stuff. He loves you and you love him.
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thesmutdungeon · 10 months
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Ace Trappola begging through whines and pouts teehee
Ace squirms in the sheets, boxers and pants barely pulled off and the end of his shirt in his mouth, revealing his chest glistening in the night with sweat. His hair sticks onto his forehead as his erect cock stood up proudly, leaking as you stared him, grinning at the view. What a sight. You ghost your hands over his chest over his nipples as you kiss all over his body but never giving attention to his neglected dick which weeps for your attention. He moans and whines, yet never really saying what he truly wants from you, only bucking his hips pathetically towards you, whining out pathetically. He pouts when the only thing he gets you to do is giggle at his pathetic attempts to get you to relieve him in any way. Crocodile tears start filling his eyes in hopes that you’ll take pity on him. He’s been good all day ): how could you deny him of his relief? )): you give in, heart throbbing (and probably also ur coochie but we don’t talk about that) and you wrap your hand around his erection, pumping his dick fast as he lets free some muffled moans and even more pathetic whines as his eyes roll back to the back of his skull as he paints his stomach white with his own cum, clenching the sheets so hard his knuckles turn white. Lets hope his roommate didn’t wake up.
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rs-wonderland · 1 year
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Ace: Me and Yuu are dating now.
Deuce saying all proud: Watch your s/o Ace! My mama said im a handsome boy~!!
Ace: Deuce,dude. Stop.
Yuu: he is right tho...
Ace: YUU!?
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yuusishi · 2 years
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Overblot Bingo
Yuu: [pulls out piece of paper]
Ace: Whatcha got there
Yuu: It's a bingo for things I experience every month in NRC
Ace:
Ace: Why're all of the boxes "Fight an Overblot Student"
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roses-dreams-andthorns · 10 months
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can i get the first years with a reader who can understand animals and uses them to get dirt on other students? thank you!!
I like this concept! Also hi person that's in my discord server. :> ★彡["ɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ'ꜱ ɢᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇᴀ."]彡★
First Years x Reader who can understand animals Reader is implied to be Yuu/Ramshackle Prefect/magicless.
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"Have you guys heard? Apparently Vil's been getting pissed and Neige's existence again." you said randomly, in the midst of conversation. Today you were hanging out with your first year friends, and talking about random things, when a little birdie came up to you, and told you about some of nature's gossip. You decided to share it with your friends.
"Where'd you hear that, prefect?" Deuce asked you, tilting his head in confusion.
"A little birdie told me. Not figuratively, literally." you smiled, pointing at the little bird that was on your shoulder, the bird then started saying things, which, to the rest of the first years, sounded like just a bunch of chirps and tweets, but to you... "Also! Get this, human!" The birdie said, "Apparently..." The bird started whispering some more gossip about some other students in the school, some you know, some you don't. Then, you told your friends all of what the bird told you. "The bird seriously told you all that?" Epel asked, kind of shocked that you understood animals so well. "I never thought birds would be the type to gossip." The bird then gave Epel a dirty look, crossing its wings like how a human would cross their arms.
Ace
Ace was quite shocked when he found out you could understand animals so well like that... That means you get all the dirt he doesn't! No wonder you're so... in the know about things, even if you weren't even around to see it! He feels jealous... He wants the spicy gossip too! Don't leave him out on the fun! But his jealousy aside, he wants you to teach him how to understand animals, so he can hear the animals spill the tea too. You also kind of remind him of the many princesses, who were the enemies of the great seven in their stories, and how they could talk to and understand animals... maybe you are a Disney princess.
Deuce
He was confused when you first said "A little birdie told me, not figuratively, literally.". He didn't know you could understand animals so well, he's pretty impressed... teach him already! He isn't exactly interested in learning how to understand animals for the gossip, he's more in it for... well... getting better grades. Animals are intelligent, right? Surely they'll know the answers to todays homework! Or at least be able to help him in some way... and it would also be useful in animal linguistics class, considering you have to study animal language in that class, he could just ask the animals for the answer to anything! Or is that cheating? Oh well..
Epel
He's more than impressed here. He never knew you could so easily understand them animals like that... not to mention how much gossip a single bird can have! He saw birds as innocent, kind little creatures, not tea spillers! But not that he's complaining, he loves hearing gossip, he just... didn't expect a bird to go around telling you about people's shenanigans, how someone got in trouble or expelled, or some people's love lives, or dramatic breakups that ended worse than his happiness did when he didn't get into Savanaclaw and ended up in Pomefiore with Vil of all people. He wants to learn it for Ace and Deuce's reasons. It's useful, and he wants to be all in the know about all the tea.
Jack
He can understand animals too, so he isn't really surprised. But only certain animals, like fellow wolves. But you seem to be able to understand all animals, considering you seem to be able to speak bird very well, and he's seen you talk to these huge predators sometimes, which scared the crap out of him the first time you approached a bear like it wasn't a scary beast that could very easily bite your face off, and just started speaking whatever language bears speak, and then somehow just ended up giving the bear therapy? You take being the therapist friend to the extreme... You're practically having a normal human conversation with the bird on your shoulder, which no one can decipher right now. the bird chirps a few times, you chirp back. You're fluent in the language of "Tweet tweet chirp chirp", I guess.
Sebek
Bro's flabbergasted. How? He can probably understand certain types of animals too, like Jack, considering his lineage, but birds? what in WAKA SAMA's name?? How is it so easy to you? Aren't you magicless? He swore he thought that only people with magic could speak to animals for a moment, but you proved him wrong, it seems. You also seem pretty fluent in crocodile. One time you approached one randomly and started talking to it in crocodile language, which he slightly understood, but didn't hear the whole conversation. Something about the best flavors of meat and the best way to cook it? You and that crocodile talked about that for upwards of 60 minutes, and now here you are, having a full conversation with a tiny song bird on your shoulder... goodness, you are a strange human...
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hanafubukki · 2 years
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Praise
Leona: You think you can beat me in magic? I am at the top of my class, even a protégé like you can’t beat me Riddle.
YN/MC/Yuu: Was that before or after you repeated the year Leona? Because that’s nothing to be praised about, at least Riddle didn’t repeat.
Everyone else: …
Ace: Prefect, what the fuck?!
YN/MC/Yuu: What? He’s the one gloating!
Deuce: But time and place Prefect!
Leona: *Proceeds to Overblots*
YN/MC/Yuu: Meh, it was worth it. I was getting tired of his smug ass.
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the-secret-keeper · 1 year
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Incorrect quote:
MC: Hey, look at this! Got my Grim, got my boys! My work here is done!
Ace: We are NOT their boys.
Deuce: Yeah, we are.
Ace: Yeah, we are.
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ashipiko · 1 year
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😔 why does ashace art never miss
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hanchette · 2 years
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𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐀𝐅𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍 : ( twisted wonderland characters )
a/n : ermmm a new scenario..?
consist of : fluff, gender neutral reader — types of hugs
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𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐀, hugs to annoy you, for sure. ace is a mischievous little guy, whenever ace gets a glimpse of you this man will casually walk up and drape himself over your figure with his arms over your shoulder and a whine left off of him or, depending on his mood, a heartfelt chuckle. “heeyyy, y/n!” he practically squeals beside your ear causing you to look at him in surprise, only then will a smirk paste itself on his face.
𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐑, oohhh is he the aggressive type? maybe! okay okay, he is. quite. a bit? leona who lays in comfort and silence under the canopy of the trees inside the botanical garden caught a whiff of your scent entering the zone he is in. his ears would twitch in recognition and his tail swishes in delight for his favorite pillow is there to finally accompany him. when you call him, he will act annoyed, glaring at you from the corner of his eye for interrupting his nap before taking a hold of your arm and pull you over him. arms around your body, “don't think i'll let you go free after you had gone to cut my nap but i will be lenient for now so be my pillow until i am well rested. ”
𝐊𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐌 𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐌, his hugs are upbeat like how he is, kalim is always bouncing with positivity and energy that's why whenever he hugs you it will either give you the same joy or drain you ( r i p jamil ). kalim who is in search of you will run up to you with a yell of your name, his arms flailing above him with a big grin on his features. he runs up and jumps! there we go dearest y/n, crashing down the floor in shock with a laughing kalim above you. “that was fun! let's do it again ahahahah! ”
𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐔𝐒 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐀, i will fan myself before writing—ehem! malleus has the heart throbbing pulls, whether intentionally or not, you will find yourself pulled into his embrace at times after he had gone to ask for your permission. the dragon pulls you by your waist with one arm, snaking it's way to steady your body against his, close enough to feel each other's heartbeat, “do you feel uncomfortable, child of man?” he cock's his head to the side with a curious gaze. if you told him no, this fae will merely smile and push your head to his chest, allowing you to listen to his heart and feel his warmth entirely.
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oheyfox · 1 year
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Reeheehee
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schoenht · 8 months
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HI SOLEE IVE SAID THIS BEFORE AND ILL SAY IT AGAIN IM SO EXCITED FOR THE EVENT RAAAAGHHHHHHH BREAKS A GUITAR
AND ALSO CONGORATS FOR 1000 PEOPLE IN YOUR BASEMENT IM SO PROUD OF YOU WIPES TEARS SOBS SNIFFLES (ive barely known you for a month)
can i pretty please have "inside their phone" witb acey trappola AND HMM. deucey spade :3 (i love my sillies)
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↝ inside their phone
characters: ace trappola, deuce spade
note: MOOTIE HI yes the 1k ppl in my basement idk how many more can fit there (we've known each other for a month but we are literally the same person) BUT YES HERE YOU GO <3 the number one ace lover i know fr fr
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ACE TRAPPOLA
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DEUCE SPADE
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EVENT IS CLOSED!
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demonichikikomori · 2 years
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Cherry Boy
Ace Trappola x GN!Reader
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Just something as a treat! <3 I need to make the AceDeuce Duo separate content for readers to enjoy... But they would do fantastic in a Polycule with MC... Enough bias! Kiss the naughty boy!
SUMMARY:
A study date gets a little boring while snacking on cherries. You don’t believe Ace when he says he can tie a cherry stem with his tongue. In fact, you don’t think he’s that talented. So he proves you wrong.
Tags: Suggestive, Make-Outs
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Ace was pulling another syrup covered cherry out of the glass bowl on the small coffee table. You couldn’t help but chew on the stem between your teeth as you stared at the blank assignment in front of you. You and Ace agreed to do homework together, but the assignments were so boring. You thought that working on them together would be way more fun. “Should I invite Deuce?” You asked with a groan, pulling the stem from your mouth and dropping it onto a napkin nearby. 
Ace only rolled his eyes in response to the question. “Deuce wouldn’t know the answers to any of these.” He grumbled while twirling his pen between his fingers and you pushed the assignment away along with your pen. The words were melting together on the page and you distracted yourself by busying yourself with the sight of Ace only a few inches away. Watched him tug the small round fruit off of its stem as he twirled the pale green stalk between his pointer and thumb. 
Ace’s tongue rolled over the small red fruit mindlessly as he scratched a few answers onto his paper. The pink colored syrup was coating the muscle, causing a warmth to bloom in your chest before it was washed away. Seeing him smash the plump round fruit between his teeth caused you to flinch in pain at the sight, muttering an inaudible ouch under your breath. “Hey,” The student with terracotta colored hair called out to you and slipped the brown stem into his mouth. “Wa’ch ‘is.” He laughed and snapped his teeth together.
You watched him with a raised brow, his lips moving around and he pushed against the sides of his cheeks. Your eyes widened as Ace poked out his tongue with a growing smug smile. The long stem that was once green had been dyed in the sweet syrup, now a deep shade of blood red. It had been curled into a small heart shaped pretzel, appearing like a stamp of loving approval against his pale pink tongue. “Ey’ ook’.” He asked, a thin silvery line of spit, glittering with the pink syrup as it dripped in a small puddle on the table.
He pulled the stem off of his tongue with a grumble and wiped at his mouth with the back of his hand with a frown. “What, you definitely made that with magic.” You cleared your throat with a surprised expression, you were shocked to see such a trick could be done by someone like Ace. That’s why you believed it even less. He was gritting his teeth as he clenched the stem in his palm.
“What?! You just watched me tie it!” He snapped and you crossed your arms over your chest. “Tie it with your mouth still open.” You demanded and he stared at you with disbelief from your reaction. But you won’t let him know how impressed you actually are. “How the hell am I supposed to do that?!” He asked and you shrugged with a soft huff, trying to fight back your small. You wanted to egg him on into tying it again. Ace rolled his cherry red eyes and grabbed another stem between his fingers. “I can’t show you how I tie it with my mouth open, but I have another way to prove I can tie it without magic.” He beamed and allowed his eyes to carry a much more sultry look as he kissed the small fruit gently. 
His lips bumped against it, the syrup coated the skin and was quickly licked away. “I’ll let you feel it instead. You can help me tie it since you don’t believe me.” He cooed and your jaw dropped. You didn’t expect this, you just wanted to tease him a little because the both of you were bored. You scooted across the floor and sat beside him, trying to keep a proper poker face. 
Ace placed the stem in his mouth and held the fruit out to you. He snapped his eyes down at the ruby fruit and then back at you. He wants you to eat the fruit while he takes the stem. You couldn’t fight the blush spreading across your cheeks as you leaned in closer. He smelled heavily of cherries and you closed your teeth around the fruit where the stem disconnected from the plump, sweet cherry. 
His head tugged back to offer resistance on the stem between his teeth. You lifted your gaze with a sheepish expression you tried to fight, his eyes had fallen half-lidded and you could see a soft red dusting his cheeks. Only when you desired to lean in closer did you separate. The sweet fruit was rolled over your tongue as you sucked the syrupy juice away. 
Ace was watching you with a smirk as you chewed slowly on the fruit, your eyes darting around the room to look at anything else other than him. The green stem was flipped between his teeth and he cupped the back of your head, now forcing you to meet his gaze as you swallowed down the sweet fruit. “Don’t be shy, you kinda were asking for this.” He hummed and his forehead was pressing against yours. You shyly parted your lips and felt the stem fall against your lower lip.
Your heart was pounding in your chest as his breath ghosted over your once syrup coated lips. The stem fell as he leaned in, falling between your bodies that were only a few millimeters apart. The stalk bumped against your hand and onto the floor as Ace began to kiss you. His tongue rolling and pushing over yours with fervor as you groaned into his mouth. 
Did he notice the cherry stem wasn’t there? He must, there’s no way. But you won’t be stopping this. Not at all. His teeth scraped against yours as his weight was pressing against you. 
Ace was straddling your hips as you laid against the floor. You were pulling on the white sleeve of his uniform, your other hand slipped through his short terracotta colored hair where you tugged at the short locks. Your knees felt weak as the flavor of cherries invaded your senses and wet drool slipped down your chin. The room was filled with the sounds of the wet collision of your lips, tongues wrestling with unfiltered lust. And the soft hungry gasps and moans escaping you both. 
You really liked this. You liked it a lot. 
Ace pulled away first, your chests were heaving as his hand remained tucked under your head. “I lost the stem.” He breathed and you nodded with a small grin, you were lightheaded from having Ace invade your mouth. “I know…” You muttered and he stole a quick kiss from you.
 “I used to do this with my middle school girlfriend. Impressive right?” He asked softly and you felt your stomach drop. “Seriously?” You started to frown with knitted brows and pushed his face away with your hand. The makeout was officially ruined. “Hey- Why’re you pushin’ me away?!” He asked and you crawled back over to your end of the table with a roll of your eyes. You didn’t answer as you pulled your work back before you and picked up your pen with a sigh. “You’re such a dumbass…” You grumbled and angrily filled out your assignment. “What did I do?!” He snapped, clearly shocked as your annoyed eyes locked with his confused ones.
“Take a guess, Cherry Boy.”
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Hehe, Ace isn't very good at dealing with feelings like many may think. He's just as dumb as Deuce. <3
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rs-wonderland · 1 year
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Deuce kills a mousquito: Ah! They are so annoying!
Ace: If people killed each other bc they are annoying, Riddle would kill me the first day i came in here.
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pinkpruneclodwolf · 2 years
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Your Speckled Face
Summary: Just two bros, two home slices, two peas in a pod I swear....
Notes: Reader will be referred to as Yuu and uses he/him in this!
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Ace was pretty.
Pretty stupid, pretty irritating, pretty in the sense that his skin was smooth and rough and told everything and nothing about him. How, when the pads of his fingers pressed down upon Ace's skin the boy would rear back on his heels, scoff, and shove him.
Ace was pretty.
Pretty warm and pretty lively, like the nightlight Yuu had treasured as a child—to chase away the shadows of his room and the monsters that curled under his bed and awaited the moment his feet would kick out the covers and finally drag him under.
Pretty. Pretty in the way Yuu wished boys couldn't—shouldn't be. Fingers clenching when his friends would tease and prick at him— made him feel awkward in the skin his skin, made the tightness in his chest so unbearable he'd found himself balled up in the corner of the shower an overwhelming sense of something akin to dread—the fear your life was slipping from your fingers, that you were slowly losing pieces of you to an unknown force.
That the world felt like it was ending and beginning and you'd be the only one there to witness such a beautiful and horrific thing.
Ace was pretty in a way that jerked tears, that made Yuu want to weep—keel over and cry because this overwhelming feeling had reached a fever pitch, and that the butterflies in his chest had been flies slowly eating at him.
Ace was pretty because all these bitter and sweet emotions. The taste of passion strong enough that it coated Yuu's mouth and dashed all the things he'd wanted to say. An ache so great it sent him into frenzy trying to placate that burning under his heart—so close to being painful, so close to feeling good.
Finger pads drag against skin, Ace snickers—and its nothing short of irritating how easy it is for the cherry eyed boy to send his heart into a frenzy.
"I should get a marker and connect all those dots in your face."
"Go to hell,"
"'S not my fault you have connect the dots for skin." Ace huffs, pulling away taking a piece of Yuu with him. Red eyes search the coffee table, a dusty old thing that is surprisingly still holding its weight and then some with all these books spread across it—some they'd struggled to carry.
"Oh no—" Yuu leans away when he realizes that Ace had found what he was looking for—a marker, red like the color of Ace's eyes. "You are not marking my face."
"C'monn." The boy uncaps the marker, a smirk playing on his lips. "I won't do anything weird."
"I've seen what you wrote on Jack's face when he fell asleep first, fuck no."
"Okay—" Ace attempts to inch closer, assuming Yuu's eyes are on the tip of the marker rather than him. "And he got me back."
"He gave you a week long black eye..."
Cherry eyes roll. "Exactly, he got me back."
"You're not putting weird messages on my face, Ace."
"Who said I was gonna do that?" The floorboards creak at the sound of Ace rocking on his knees. "What if I just wanted to connect the dots on your face?"
"Im gonna connect my fist with your face if I look in the mirror—" Yuu nearly chokes on his spit—and words—when Ace nearly crawls onto him. Body slotting into his in a way that made Yuu want to shove him away and call this study session off.
He doesn't think his heart can take anymore.
Jolting at the cold nib of the marker, brown eyes flit to the side in an effort to ignore just how close Ace is or the warmth of his hand heating the skin of his face and chin as he tilts Yuu's head in a way to get a better look.
Yuu feels as though he's ready to burst at the seems and leave nothing behind. The sheer intensity of his gaze has teeth gritting and nails digging crescents into palms.
He can't do it.
He can't look at Ace, it's too much.
The drag of marker, the light puffs of breath being pushed through gritted teeth, the warmth of Ace that heats his chest and the pressure of his arm as his wrist commands each movement.
It's too much.
Yuu wants to burst into tears. Wants this mounting passion and gnawing ache to go away that it feels near desperate how his eyes flit to every bit of the living room and focuses on each minute detail.
"Ace..." He calls, though it feels more strained than anything. Yuu doesn't know what he's even asking for but it settles on his tongue all the same and that's enough for him
"Mn?"
"You..." The boy rasps out. "You're... heavy."
The huff of breath that Ace takes dances against prickling skin and Yuu thanks every higher being that he isn't standing, for his knees would buckle under the absolute weight of the situation.
"I'm almost done." A swipe of wetness, near sticky, drags against Yuu's bottom lip and it takes a moment for him to realize it wasn't a dream.
Ace had dragged the marker nib against his lips.
And like that, the boy pulls away allowing the warmth and closeness that caused his body to tense up to dissipate into the cool air of Ramshackle.
Ears pick up on the sound of the marker cap settling and slowly but surely, Yuu lifts up to peer at Ace in near awe.
"What? Stop being dramatic we have to study for this test or Crewel is gonna kill us."
"I..." Yuu clears his throat. Willing the giddiness of knowing his feelings might be reciprocated down into the deepest parts of him. "Yeah..."
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Taglist: @noir-drabbles @edgymoonstone @twst-drabbles
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Hey there! Stumbled onto your blog and got interested.
Could I request Ace, Riddle, Malleus, Leona, and Jamil with an s/o making them a feast to congratulate them?
ofc friendo! Trey thinks this will be cute-
(sorry for the lateness on requests! school stuff again...)
𝙲𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝!
Characters: Ace Trappola, Riddle Rosehearts, Leona Kingscholar, Jamil Viper, Malleus Draconia (all separate)
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𝓐𝓬𝓮 𝓣𝓻𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓸𝓵𝓪
Woah! You seriously prepared all this for him? Just for him? Every last bit of food... is for him? And you're giving him all this because of a high mark on his most recent test? Geez, you're generous! You must also be really proud of him to be going out of your way to make every last dish, he'd feel bad to eat all your hard work, but he'd also feel bad to not eat it! But theres no way he's finishing it all in one sitting... so help him out a bit, of course, he's totally not telling you to have some just so you two can dine together, no, no, not at all! You are the cook, so you should have your share!
On the outside, he acts prideful and confident; "Hah! I know I did good!", "I totally deserve this for all my hard work!"
But on the inside; "They seriously went out if their way to do all this for me? How can I thank them?? Think Ace, Think!"
He's like a flustered mess in there. He looks at your smiling face and can't help but blush, his heart is beating so fast for you... you'd never know unless you could hear it beating, and he hopes you can't.
ℜ𝔦𝔡𝔡𝔩𝔢 ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔢𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔰
This is all for him? But why? Why spend all your time preparing all this just for him? Sure, he may have just accomplished a big achievement, but he doesn't believe he deserves this... You had everything set up perfectly, the table was fancied up with candles, a fancy tablecloth, attractive cutlery and plates, hell, even the food was looking stunning! He didn't know what to say to your kind jesture, but when you had gently placed your hands on his shoulders, and led him to his seat, he could feel the pace of his heart quicken to what felt like 60 beats per second, surely that is not healthy... but at the same time, he liked the feeling of the butterflies in his stomach, and his fluttering heart. He didn't know what to say... or what to do, but he felt like he didn't want this sweet moment between you and him to end.
𝕃𝕖𝕠𝕟𝕒 𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕒𝕣
So you prepared all this for him...? Every piece of meat that sit on the plates that lay across this table... is all for him? He is flabbergasted, he never expected anyone to celebrate him like this, and especially for it to be an occasion celebrating such a small achievement, he may have a smug face on the outside, but in the inside, he just doesn't know what to say. He wants to pay you, his herbivore, back for all the kindess you showed him since you had first met, but he is unsure how... do you like jewelry? maybe he can get you some... gardening? maybe he can find some way to get you your own garden... the possibilites are endless...
Jamil Viper
"Reader... you know you don't have to do all this for me."
He'd be thankful, of course, but he brings himself to believe he doesn't deserve it... He is just a mere servant, after all. Only those of royalty should be celebrated with such a grand feast! Yet here you are, setting up a long dining table, a fancy table cloth, candles laid about, plus other fancy decor, fancy dishes and utensils, a warm and cozy atmosphere... all of it meant for him, and only him...
Sure, he just completed some huge achievement, but he believes he is completely undeserving of this, but when you gently guide him over to his seat, calmly sitting beside him, and passing him different foods to try out, he chooses to accept it. You always know how to make him feel special...
Malleus Draconia
His child of man prepared this all for him... he can't help but smile! To have the very person he cares so greatly for congradulate him like this for such a great achievement... it fills him with a warm, soft feeling. He sits down at the table, and immediately brings you to join him. Without you, how can he fully enjoy it? Without you... there is no joy, despite this all being made by your hand... without your presense, it feels empty. So please join him for this celebration feast.
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