#azul x reader
kaleidoscopewonderland · 2 days ago
Shrimpy's At It Again | Octavinelle
"Oh no--it’s happening again."
"What’s happening again?"
"The prefect--they're-"
"What, Ace? Spit it out!"
Ace looked at Deuce with wide, panicked eyes.
"They're obsessed with pickup lines again..."
~ In which shrimpy recalls their old love of pick up lines—now it’s a full frontal assault on the Octavinelle student they love most ~
"Are you an octopus? Because you octopi my thoughts."
The way Azul blushes and sputters has you laughing into the palm of your hand, trying to hide how amused you are by his reaction. Contrawise, the merman in question glares at you and adjusts his glasses, desperate to save face.
"Please, prefect, spare me your-"
"D'ya know why the ocean is so salty, Azul?" You interrupt. He huffs, still glaring at you with a rather pink hue to his ears.
"Because precipitation causes minerals on land to-"
"Because all the sweetness left when you arrived on land, get it? I'm calling you sweet," you coo. He makes a scoffing sound, burying his face behind his gloved hand.
“Not funny."
"I'm not joking. It's also salty because, of all the millions of fish in the sea, I'm the one who gets to sit here with the Azul Ashengrotto in his very own VIP room."
He seems to have taken up the strategy of ignoring you, vigorously writing something down as an excuse to look away. Not having it, you continue.
"You know, you always dress so nicely--what's your jacket made out of, Azul? Boyfriend material?"
"It's twill."
"Are you sure? It really looks like boyfriend-"
“It's twill!" He snaps, and you laugh.
"Oh Zulie, you're as lovely as a pearl, you know that? That jacket looks amazing on you, but I'm not so sure twill is for you."
His nose twitches at that comment. "Oh yeah?"
"Yeah. You'd look much better in my arms."
He stands abruptly--so much so that, even though you expected him to reach his breaking point at some point or another, you still jump in your seat. "That's it. If you try another smooth line on me, Prefect, I'm gonna take that as a sign you want another contract with me-"
"I do," you say, unable to resist the opportunity. "A marriage contract."
His face goes stoic and he falls silent, giving you a long and almost icy look. Finally, something seems to snap within him--whether it be a burst of confidence or just his typical business-savvy nature coming forward, a smug smile crosses his lips and you no longer feel like you're standing in front of that adorable octopus you love to tease so much.
"That so?" he asks lightly. "Well, I've always been a guy with an eye for a bargain..."
Now it's your turn to get flustered. He carelessly moves his papers aside, leaning across his desk until he was mere inches from your face.
"Careful what you wish for, Prefect." He whispers. "My heart comes at a price."
"I think it's a fair exchange for you both stealing my heart and taking my breath away, Mr. Ashengrotto," you reply cheekily and--oh--he was flustered again.
"You—you just don’t know when to quit, do you?” he stammers, taking a step back. You giggle and stand, following him until you’re the one leaning over his desk.
“What can I say, Zulie? I think you’re very tenta-cool! And, y’know, other marine pick up lines…”
What Azul would come to learn is, when it comes to pick up lines, there was just no out-doing you at your own game.
"Kiss me if I'm wrong but-"
You’re cut off by a smooch. Right on the lips. Before you could even finish the dang pick up line. When Floyd pulls away, he’s grinning widely at you--not an ounce of shame or regret on his face, unsurprisingly.
"Floyd, you didn't let me finish."
"I just decided you were gonna be wrong. Felt like it."
"Oh, okay."
What... what now?
"Could I borrow a kiss? I promise I'll give it-"
"You really need to let me finish, for my own self esteem." You pout at him. "I'm trying to be cute here."
Floyd laughs, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you into his side. "Shrimpy is always so cute! You don't need to try~"
"Well, duh, but--wait, you really think so?"
He said it so earnestly, it caught you off guard a bit. Your pick-up-line game suffered from your embarrassed state.
"If you were a vegetable, you'd be a cute-cumber…?”
"Nevermind," Floyd snickers at you. "Not cute. You probably should try now."
"Floyd!" You growl. "Nevermind, I quit. Using pick up lines on you is impossible-"
"Where are you going?"
"To platonically seduce your brother with my cute-cumber line. I bet he'll think I'm a riot."
"Oh no you don't~!"
Long arms wrap around your body before you can get away, and you feel yourself being pulled tight against someone's chest. Not content with just a simple hug, Floyd drags you back to your previous seat and sits you in his lap, arms caging you in.
"Forget about the pick-up lines Shrimpy," he coaxes, poking your cheek. "Let's just skip to the part where I get kiss from you, m'kay?"
You pout at him. You suppose you'll have to feed him some of your better lines some other time--after all, there was no way you were going to pass up on an opportunity like this.
Smooch ♡
"Ooh, hey Jade!"
You flag down the poor eel in the midst of his job, darting between tables and doing everything from serving drinks to managing the kitchens. He still stops for you, looking quite relieved to have an excuse to stop his ridiculously efficient pace.
"Oho, if it isn't our dearest Prefect. How can I help you?"
"You dropped something."
Jade's eyes widen, face going adorably blank at your words. "Dropped something?"
As if he couldn't believe it, he gave you a long look before casting his eyes to the ground, looking for whatever it was he might have dropped. After a quick survey of the area his eyes turn back to you, lips parted.
"Tell me Prefect, what is it that I have dropped?"
"Your standards," you reply, laughter bubbling from your lips before you could even finish the line. "Hi, I'm the human of your dreams, nice to meet you!"
Again, Jade's face goes blank. Then, a slow smile curls on his lips, and time seems to stop as he places a curious hand under his chin and watches you with smug, half-lidded eyes.
"The human of my dreams, you say?" He muses delicately. "Why, what an audacious line you've just fed to me."
"I have even more," you promise sincerely, shaking a little in anticipation of a full-on rejection. Instead, Jade completely neglects the path he'd been on and takes the free seat across from you, gesturing for you to continue.
"Oh, um..." you hadn't expected him to stay. "Since we're here, why don't you tell me your favorite drink? I need to know what drink to buy you on our first date."
A grin flickered on his lips. "How contextual."
"By the way, could we take a picture together? I want to show Ace and Deuce what my next boyfriend looks like."
"Alas--so you've chosen Floyd?" Jade said dramatically. He chuckles when your face falls momentarily, but you pick yourself back up again.
"Don't get me wrong--I'm not much of a photographer, but I can picture you and me together."
"Then again, you must be the camera in this scenario--every time I look at you, I smile."
He smiles quietly at you. You can't deny that the sweet look on his face was melting your heart probabaly faster than any line of yours could melt his.
...if only you knew...
"Maybe you're not a camera," you muse. "Are you, perchance, a parking ticket? Because you've got fine written all over you."
Jade chuckled.
"So fine," you continue. "That if you were words on a page, you'd be what they call fine print."
"You're the most interesting person I've ever met," he says sincerely, still chuckling under his breath. You flush--Jade used 'flirt back', it's super effective! The prefect takes 100 damage!
"You must be a taser then... you really are just... stunning..." you mumble.
Jade's laughter grows. You fire off a few more pickup lines at him, and soon, he's standing quickly, looking over his shoulder, trying to compose himself but seeming unable to do so. He darts around the table by your side and plants a sweet kiss on your cheek, leaving you speechless.
"I've got to go before Azul catches me slacking," he says, amusement still heavy in his voice. "But we'll continue this later, won't we? I believe you've promised me a drink on our first date."
You watch him get back to work, mesmerized by the lingering sensation of the kiss on your cheek.
...You were gonna need more pick up lines, especially if that was the sort of reward you'd get in return.
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* At 3:00 AM*
Azul: *Answer the phone* Mc is late. Do you have something to say to me?
Mc: Azul I can't sleep because I wonder how paper works under the sea. In general, paper disintegrates in water. But you still use paper when you make contracts. How does it work.
Azul: Is this why you called me? Mc the paper is enchanted so that it does not disintegrate in water.
Mc: Ooooooooooooh okayyyyyy...
Azul: was that all?
Mc: Yeah- Wait Where do you get the ink? Is someone selling to you or are you using yours? If you use yours is it called milking? Can octopuses be milked?
Azul:.... Mc I don't know if I feel threatened or hurt... Are you in drunk?
Mc: No! I just need answers...
Mc never didin't get these answers...
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sober-pepper · 16 hours ago
Yuu: Thanks for helping me with my homework.
Azul: We'd make a great team, right? Or as they say in the menu business, I can't do this without "Me N U."
Yuu, laughing out loud: Hahahaha!
Ace: You really think that's funny?
Yuu: It's in our relationship agreement, I have to laugh.
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thewritingdoll · 2 days ago
𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝑜𝓉𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑒 ⎹ 𝓐.𝓐.
❝ ғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ⤻ twisted wonderland / kinktober 2022 / @dollsotome-library
❝ ғᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs ⤻ overblotted!azul ashengrotto x headmage!reader ( f! ) ; floyd & jade leech are there, too
❝ ʀᴀᴛɪɴɢ ⤻ nsfw! none of my writings are meant for anyone under the age of 18, and any minors interacting will be blocked on site.
❝ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs ⤻ this is a dark fic, noncon but technically forced consent, tentacles— lots of tentacles, frottage, anal, free use mention, exhibitionism, face fucking/sloppy head, titjob, bondage, dumbification and degradation, choking & autoerotic asphyxiation, student/professor, implied age gap but all parties are 18+ ( reader is older )
❝ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ⤻ 1.3k / mini musing
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“Oh, my dear headmage, it’s a tad bit late for tears, isn’t it?” Azul crooned, as if the obsidian tentacles roped around your neck wasn’t forcing your head down— giving you no choice but to take him hilt deep in your mouth. the best you can muster for a response is a gag and a squint, tears streaming down your hollowed cheeks when the tip of his cock prods against the back of your throat, threatening to break the barrier and dip into the constricted canal. “You are the one that signed the contract, after all.”
Jade hums, watching from the corner of the desk with one hand resting on his chest, the other bent behind him, like a dutiful butler to his overblotted housewarden. “Well, I do believe she was under the impression that you were only going to take her signature spell as collateral,” he chortles to himself, soft and wicked in equal scores, “and she was in such a bind that she didn’t even bother to read through the agreement. Devilishly clever of you to throw the college into chaos, only to strike a deal with the headmage and trick her into giving you the ownership of her body in exchange for peace, Azul.”
your fists clenched, and if your arms weren’t wrenched at your back, coils of tentacle binding them together, you might’ve been able to reach for your pen. but Azul was everywhere. the massive tendrils engulfed your entire office, seemingly ambushing you— each one with a mind of its own, but you knew that wasn’t the case. Azul was meticulous in ensuring that every, single one was assaulting you in accordance with his own desires. your body was already littered with sucker marks, welts raised each time they pry themselves from it. the two controlling the furious bobbing of your head was most intricately woven against your torso, cradling your breasts together, they create a sheath for another one to glide between, leaving your mounds dripping with the blot that slickens each organic chord. then, of course, it was impossible to ignore the one cinching your legs together from ankle to thigh, worming in the middle to slot between your weeping folds. the suckers seal against your clit, and the draw more blood to the nerves, swelling it further. each time the seal is broken with a pop, you slide back and forth over the ridges underside, and you moan, hapless, with a mouth full of cock— spit bubbles and webs of drool oozing out from both corners of your mouth as it’s stretched tight over Azul’s cock.
“Now, now, Jade…” Azul was having trouble speaking as clearly through his puffing breath, thin brows drawn together, “there’s no need for the praise. We all played our parts, didn’t we?”
Floyd scoffs. the wild twin was staring with hungry eyes, both hands splayed out on the desk behind you, “Yeah! All the more reason we should be able to touch. Come on, I want to play with her, too!”
Azul cuts his crystal gaze to his henchman, “I promised that when she wasn’t serving me, you could have your fun with her, didn’t I?”
their eyes meet, and Floyd pouts, reaching out to give your ass a hard squeeze, “Yeah, sure, but… I want to fuck her now.” his other hand comes down hard as a slap and does the same with the other cheek, using the handful of both to spread them apart. “Let me fuck her little asshole, at least.”
“When I’m finished tenderizing her.” Azul replies, flippantly, but you could feel a brand new assailant. another, pesky tentacle, slick with inky blot, takes advantage of the unoccupied, vulnerable hole, and smears itself against it. with a hard shake of your head, you protest, but Azul takes one look at your furrowed brow, and smirks, lusty. “I wouldn’t dare feed her to my closest friends until I’ve loosened her into delicious submission. She’s still just a little too up tight.” you knew it was over, then. the tendril pushes into your ring, squeezing inside, filling you with quick jerking pumping. luckily, the thick extremity is slimy enough that the insertion isn’t over painful, but there’s no denying he’s forcing you to take more than your body was designed to. you yelp, muffled, and gurgle a slew of swears, which are promptly quietened by the tendril squeezing your neck and pulling you down. there’s a pop, not one you can hear, but one that you feel, when your lips press against his base and balls, the tip and first couple of inches pounding their way into your throat. “Now that… that feels good, yes…”
your eyes widen, and you choke, but you’re already being dribbled at a near-break beck speed and force with the new depth he’s found. he drills himself so fiercely into your throat that your eyes roll back after several, loud-clucking moments, lips smashing against his base over and over again. Azul moans, drawing in a shaky breath, and one of his hands comes up to clutch his own throat, squeezing hard whilst the tentacle does the same to yours. “Ahhh…!” Azul’s head is thrown back, nails digging into his own neck.
“Looks fun!” Floyd pouts, winging out. his head tilts to one side to get a better look. “I want my turn. I want to help squeeze the brains out of her!”
the reasonable twin looks to his brother, clicking his tongue against his teeth to make a tch sound. “No, brother, we should be thankful Azul is going to dumb her down for us. Think about it,” he pauses, stepping forward to swat Floyd’s hands from your ass, “when he’s finished with her, she will be so fucked out and thoughtless that you will be able to do whatever you want to her, and she’ll simply babble and take it.”
Floyd’s eyes light up with excitement, “Eh? Whatever I want?” for a moment, he grins wide, but then suspicion creeps upon his countenance, “How do you know it’ll happen so fast?”
Jade quirks a brow, gesturing to you. you’re whimpering and gagging, eyes glassy and rolled to the back of your skull, but you were no longer clenching your fists, nor were you squirming or protesting. you were becoming a breathing cocksleeve already, bouncing back and forth against the extremities that impaled you on both ends. “If you watch closely, you can see every, last thought being fucked right out of her pretty head.”
“She’ll have none… left… by the time I’m done with he—her,” Azul groaned, hips rocking to meet the rapid bobbing, “the agreement is that she’s my — and Octavinelle’s— cumslut now. If the poor, unfortunate bimbo had bothered to read the fine print, she would’ve known that she gave up her position as headmage and her right to think about anything other than servicing her masters’ cocks, morning, noon, and night.”
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mall-0-ry · a day ago
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idiaia · a day ago
Ortho, do you like snuggles? Did Idia gave you cuddle mode or sth like that?
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Tag list : @amorisqasayid
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marsgod · 2 days ago
Hello! May I please request a gn!reader that loves marine science and all things ocean and how they would get along with the Octavinelle boys? Reader did not know that the Octavinelle trio were merfolk until the events of Book 3 unfolded. (Platonic please, if you don’t mind)
hey hey! sorry this took so long<3
⇢ Octavinelle x Gn! Reader
⇢Warnings; Platonic relationships. gn! reader, marine biologist! reader
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Azul Ashengretto
He’s definitely interested in any facts you randomly go off on about, especially if you start ranting about Octavinelle and how much you love it all
It’s an ego boost for him&lt;3
But not rlly, Azul is actually interested in the facts, he also definitely learned something new about himself during your rants about octopi
Skip forward to book 3, when you happen to learn about them being mermen, he bluescreens damn near every time you ask about his mer-form
and asking him to change into it
.. He’ll do it maybe once but from then on it’s only on special occasions (or if he’s in an extremely good mood)
please just compliment his form, not specifically cause it’ll change the fact of when he’ll reveal it to you (..maybe tho?)
and definitely not because of the bias discounts..
and definitely because he’s genuinely pretty and god damn he needs the boost in his confidence (also the truth)
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Jade Leech
While he also is very interested to hear about anything you have, Jade likes to create mental notes about any other mer-creature hybrids that may help convince them of one thing or another
Already knows about him and his twins’ hybrid species, you can’t really surprise him with anything but he likes to give you any facts that pop into his head
just to watch you become confused and scramble to add it to notes or attempting to evidence of said creature doing that
It’s not that it hasn’t crossed his mind to show you, Jade just wanted to wait before you went and started turning him into the guinea pig
But like, the wait was worth it because hearing your excited gasp and nearly trip over yourself to grab anything you could about eels to do.. whatever and sketch, to pics, whatever was super amusing to him
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Floyd Leech
Floyd is equally energetic as you are about it, he can list any defense tactic any sea mer-person can do once he gets going, simply due to either scaring, fighting, or some other “experiment”
He definitely doesn’t even attempt to hide his mer-form away, and loved the attention you give him in that form
Be careful because he will try to squeeze and/or bite you if you’re not paying attention
srsly watch out bc he has sOME CHOMPERS
he went nomnomnomnomnomnom-
He’s very pleased by the little human being absolutely enchanted with his eel teeth and whatnot, but don’t think that stops him from messing around with you
because it doesn’t<33
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starriwonderland · 2 days ago
Hihi! I wanted to request a headcanon of Idia and Azul of how they would take a male s/o out on a date :D thanks!
Hi! I love this idea so much! I tried my best to make the reader male! I got stuck on what to write so I added crack because this is the twst-verse I hope that's okay!
Genre(s): Romance, Fluff, Crack if you squint.
Warning(s): mushrooms, slight ooc on Azul's part sorry I'm still learning about him, mentions of social anxiety on Idia's part.
Reader: Male
Character(s): Idia and Azul
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I'm joking💀
Azul will take you on a date AWAY from Mostro Lounge because he doesn't want the Tweels interfering
They still did anyway
Got the right from Headmaster to leave the campus don't ask how. All you need to know is Crowley is graciously giving his full permission.
A gentleman, he bought you flowers and wanted to take you to dinner!
Wanted everything to go perfectly but Tweels intervined :,)
Took you to a fancy restaurant and you guys sat down
You both ordered pasta as the waiter respectfully wrote down what you wanted.
A band was playing music to fit the romantic atmosphere
Everything was perfect...too perfect (Leech twins cue to come try to mess everything up for funsies)
His glasses went askewed when he finds out Jade is the 'new waiter' when there food is delivered.
"Unfortunately I will be serving you now as the last waiter has finished his shift" obviously it was a lie. Since when did jade work here?
Azul was kinda nervous about eating now as Jade expectantly waited for you both to try your food.
One bite and it was evident that the recipe had been modified with mushrooms
Jade looks every bit pleased by you guys reactions to the fungi and notes everything down.
Well if that wasn't embarrassing enough Floyd is now trying to take over the music band because "their taste in music was too sappy and boring" the guests are just bewildered at the scene.
"If you two are here, who's watch The dorm and Mostro Lounge?" He asked in a serious tone.
Azul looked very upset until he heard joyous giggles coming from you. He loved your laugh and now he's laughing too.
You were having a great time regardless of the twins shenanigans.
Of course he'd take you out again on a proper date though (or at least try to. </3)
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Idia loves you to bits he really does!
But he REALLY hates social interaction
Ortho has to drag him out of his room kicking and screaming just in order for him to go to class.
Usually your dates would be watching anime or gaming sessions or just chilling in his room
Honestly, you didn't really expect Idia to want to go on a date with you anywhere outside his room, because...well he's Idia.
Well time for the surprise of your life
This introverted otaku somehow gathered himself together to ask his boyfriend to go to a movie with him.
Idk what the Twst equivalent of a studio Ghibli movie is but that's where he wanted to go.
Got permission from Crowley a while back in a slightly more civil way than Azul, with the help of Ortho. (Ortho almost blew up the school again💀)
Actually Ortho had convinced Idia to ask you. "I want Nii-san to go make good memories with Y/n-san!"
Before he could have second thoughts and cancel, Ortho shoved him out of his room.
*Locks Idia out of his own room cutely* /hj
Oh well no turning back now.
"Y-y/n I heard that they were releasing this new anime movie that would be in theaters only and I r-really would love it if you go with me." He muttered almost inaudibly while averting his gaze.
Of course you said yes this was a rare opportunity!
He actually hadn't freaked out about social interaction for about a good thirty minutes but to be safe, you decided to do the talking at the ticket counter
Idia links his pinky with yours while you stood in line, since he was still a little shy when it came to PDA
On the other hand, literally clung to your arm like a life line when you were trying to pass people to get to your seats, he's internally screaming. Idia sweetie you'll make it harder to get to our seats in time—
Once you and the blue-haired male sat down he visibly relaxed.
He enjoyed it more than he thought he would, and knows ALL the lore on whichever movie was showing at the theater.
"This actually wasn't that bad..." Idia noted to himself while starting to blush
He was gonna ask to do it again until—
"OooOoo pwetty!" A little kid attempted to grab at his long flaming blue hair.
*screeches and uses you as a human body shield*
The whole thing was hilarious and you had to restrain your self from bursting out in laughter.
You calmed him down and returned back to the campus after getting something to eat.
Regardless of what happened earlier he would definitely want to go out with you again.
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blushing-concubus · 5 hours ago
Imagine tall and teasing m! Reader with the fish mafia (YAY REQ OPEN!! YOUR WRITING IS EPIC)
I’m glad you like my writing so much! 
Honestly I had a lot of fun writing this, mostly because I'd kill to  see Jade blush, but that's neither here nor there.
Enjoy the headcanons! And thank you for Requesting!
Info: Cannon heights - Azul: 5’9”, Jade: 6’2”, Floyd: 6’2”. Yuu is reader, Tall Yuu (6’8”), Male Yuu (he/him)
Tw: Probably OOC (flustered) Tweels, flirty/teasing Yuu
Azul Ashengrotto
Azul is flustered beyond belief. He’s no stranger to being tested by people taller than him, but Yuu is a different case for multiple reasons.The main one being: He is Azul’s boyfriend, and as such, doesn’t hold back when it comes to making Azul blush.
Honestly Yuu could be sitting down in front of him and Azul would still be a flustered mess, trying to avoid walking near him thus he get pulled onto Yuu’s lap and be stuck there for the next half hour.
Yuu doesn’t show Azul mercy even when the two of them are attending lectures. Yuu is always saying or doing something to see pink dust across Azul’s face, it’s ruining his reputation for sevens sake! Having his tall ass boyfriend tap him against a wall to flirt with him is embarrassing to no end, and yet Azul can’t bring himself to do anything more than mildly scold Yuu for his actions in public.
All is forgiven when Yuu, being the tease he is, gives Azul little kisses before disappearing to who knows where. Probably to go and cause chaos with their first year friends. Azul will try and make them flustered back but more often than not he fails miserably.
Jade Leech
Jade doesn’t get flustered, at least not easily. It's hard to gain and keep his attention, the only things able to do so are his mushrooms and his boyfriend. Said boyfriend has quite a bit of height on him and a penchant for teasing, a breath of fresh air for Jade all things considered. Not many people have the gall to tease and flirt with the infamous vice warden of Octavinelle.
But Yuu is a special case, one that knows all the right buttons to push and when to get even the tiniest reaction out of Jade with practiced ease. Try all he likes Jade can only keep up the facade for so long when Yuu is playing with his hair and whispering god-awful mushroom based pickup lines into his ear. Eventually he will crack and the reaction is so worth it to them. Jade himself doesn’t mind too much either.
Unless it's done in public, he has a reputation to keep up. Cool, unwavering, and intimidating, being flustered and showing it is not anywhere near that facade. He might not show that ke cares to keep his mask up but that's still all part of the act. 
He truly does not like when Yuu makes any sort of attempt out in public. The only forms of affection he will accept are quick pecks and the vocational hand holding. Anything else and he runs the risk of a crack forming in his mask. Yuu knows better, and yet every once in a while they’ll try their luck and fail miserably.
Floyd Leech:
Floyd practically wears his emotions on his sleeve, even if they fluctuate at a mildly rapid pace, and as such he does become flustered somewhat easily. On a good day, that is. When he’s in a good mood he’s practically attached to Yuu, squeezing his taller boyfriend and whining if they need to separate for classes or he was given a task from Azul.
All Yuu really has to do is lean down and kiss him, or bite him, and Floyd is already blushing and giggling. He will return the favor a hundred fold, which practically leads to some form of love induced play-fighting.
This is often done in public purely because Floyd does not care. His reputation? It’ll still keep even if he’s seen making out with Yuu at the end of one of his basketball practices, not that he cares about his reputation so much either. As long as he can keep doing what he wants there's not any reason to care about anything except Yuu.
That's not to say Floyd is always okay with Yuu’s flirting and teasing. When he’s in a bad mood there's time where even he can’t cure Floyd of his foul temper and violent aggression. Being flirty and teasing would only serve to make any situation worse, it’s better to just let Floyd sort out his feelings on his own, while still being open to what he needs in the moment.
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cross-crye · 5 hours ago
the action of feeling or showing sorrow and regret for having done wrong;
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vampire au! azul ashengrotto x gn reader
wc: 900 to 1k words
ty @marsgod for beta reading this. and for talking with me about vampire au brainrot
"the worst part of having a vampire lover isn't what might happen when you're gone, but what happened before you were there. even more so when it involves your family."
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He was aware of just how bad his past behavior was. But Azul wasn’t bothered by it, thinking that it wouldn’t affect him in this modern day and age, he’d excuse his past misdoings by saying it was an entire century ago. After all, the last time he scammed a family out of their fortune was almost half a century ago. Azul had changed since the mid 20th century. He used to think that his greatest regret was not committing tax evasion sooner, but he’d just been proven wrong by his own past misdoings and feelings.
Your relationship was going well, great even. Otherwise if you weren’t so infatuated with him you wouldn't have invited him to meet your immediate family. The only problem was the fact that this wouldn't be their first time meeting him. He wasn't foolish enough to keep his appearance the same after he’d fake his death. But he wasn’t a fan of extremely dramatic changes either. Of course, with that, your family had recognised him. Although your family had only believed him to be a relative of the man they remembered. They were, however, mistaken, as the ’dead’ man they were thinking of was, in fact, their child’s beloved boyfriend who was meeting them ‘for the first time’. 
And so what was meant to be a pleasant dinner, ended up being a short history of the family, along with an otherwise tear-wrenching tale now told with a humorous twist. By making fun of their stupidity of having gotten taken advantage of, your family told Azul the story of how a shady business man had screwed your family out of their fortune during your parent’s childhood. Who had then asked for his last name, claiming that he was surprisingly similar to their memory of the man, and were curious as to the possibility of your boyfriend and the man being related.
Azul had been aware of how your family’s financial situation was what one would politely call unfavorable.  He knew how it had affected your childhood, and had blamed fate for the fact that you'd been forced to grow up too fast, when in reality Azul should have only himself to blame. 
The average person isn't aware of the presence of the supernatural, humans don't believe in the existence of monsters and deities anymore. Unlike your family, you were aware of Azul's condition, which easily made the gears start turning in your head. Making you come to a realization that changed seemingly everything. Making it clear that, in fact, the worst part of having a vampire lover isn’t what might happen after you’re gone, but what’s happened before you were there.
It became evidently clear to two people at the table that the one being that could be blamed for all of your family’s suffering was sitting at that exact same table, acting as if nothing was wrong. This act was his most successful one as of yet, as Azul was overcome with guilt, he continued to wear a polite smile on his face, even if it was straining, throughout the entire dinner.  
He was noticeably deep in thought during dinner, recalling every instance in which he comforted you after receiving bad news from home. All the times in which he’d ache to find out who was responsible for your anguish so he could punish them for harming his beloved. All that time it was him who had caused you so much pain and suffering, him, Azul Ashengretto, the one who should only cause you to smile, him, the one who was meant to be there for you through it all. All he did was cause you pain, and he’d been right, he deserved to suffer for what he’d done to you. And as Azul felt the guilt and regret slowly built up in his soul until it overflowed. Had you been alone he would’ve thrown himself on his knees and begged you to stay, or at the very least listen to what he had to say. Azul’s insecurities were telling him just how little he deserved your forgiveness, but he wanted to at least make you aware of how horrible he felt about what he’d done. 
But when you left your parents place and demanded an explanation all he could do was look at you. Azul couldn’t speak. No matter how much he wanted to, it was like his body wasn’t responding to his brain. He was staring at you, trying to memorize your features, knowing that this may very well be the last time he’d ever get to admire you. Only as tears escaped your eyes did his body start working properly. As he called out to you, desperation evident in his voice, you turned away and left. No matter how many times Azul yelled and begged, “Wait! Please!” you didn’t turn your head, continuing to make your way away from him. All he could do was watch you leave, knowing he wasn’t worthy enough to chase after you. Only when he tore his gaze away from the spot you were previously in before you left his peripheral vision did he realize that he too was crying. 
Some stubborn part of his heart wanted to cling onto the hope that you may come back. Although, it was clear to his rational side that he’d just lost his chance at happiness. However, one question remains:
Could you ever forgive him for what he’d done?
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tezret · 2 months ago
How An Actual Healthy Relationship Is
You/Reader, finally getting invited to a dorm leader meeting: I made Azul scream last night
Leona: What the fuck
You/Reader: screamed real loud
Vil: What the FUCK
You/Reader: bet no one's made him scream like I did
Idia, pissed: [Name], please, we really don't need to know
Azul, who absolutely did not appreciate being pulled off his bed by his feet at 3 am after watching Paranormal Activity alone with the lights off in order to win a bet against you, which in hindsight was probably just the first part of a very elaborate, mean joke: THEY REALLY DON'T NEED TO KNOW
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arent-i-the-fairest · 2 months ago
𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧
crowley is (finally) allowing you the choice of leaving ramshackle to move to whichever dorm you please, but you’re still unsure which one to choose. knowing that, everyone is trying to win you over.
author’s note : out of curiousity— of the 7 dorms, which would you choose to live at and why?
part 2 here!
“so, prefect! tell me, which dorm would you like to move to?”
you froze up. you have to make the decision now? “w-way to put me on the spot..” you muttered under your breath, nervously looking at crowley who was expecting an answer. you like all the dorms! how are you supposed to choose just one?
“i’ll go with… heartslabyul? no, no, scarabia! wait, scratch that, i’ll move to pomefi—”
crowley put a hand in front of you, stopping you from speaking any further. “it seems to me that you’re unsure, but it’s no problem! because i’m so very kind, i will give you as much time as you need to consider.”
“thank you, i’ll be thinking things over!” you waved before exiting his office. the door closed and crowley grinned, spinning around in his chair and rubbing his hands together.
“and i will be informing all your little friends that you’re still uncertain on which dorm to move to— a headmaster must keep himself entertained somehow!”
riddle is stressed, brainstorming different ways to convince you to come. he totally might just make a powerpoint presentation on why heartslabyul is the ideal dorm to be in, which is gold.
cater is just acting like he always does. he feels no need to do anything extra, isn’t he charming enough as is to bring you to heartslabyul?
ace “you and me are best friends” trappola. he absolutely exploits the fact that he’s one of the people to you, if not the closest. he bugs you about it so much though, it’s almost becoming counterproductive— not that he realizes it.
like most other times, deuce is dragged into ace’s scheme. and he totally buys that it’ll work too! they have the same logic of “we’re best friends, so they’ll choose us” and they’re gonna die on that hill. of course, until it comes out that you don’t choose them.
trey’s just caught up in the mess. he’s said “riddle, calm down”, “ace, leave them alone— you too, deuce”, and “thank god you’re so chill, cater” so many times.
leona doesn’t put in a lot of effort— he’s already certain you’re gonna choose his dorm. he’s not overbearing, you’re given a lot of free rein, and though the dorm members can be pretty combative, he’ll drive ‘em away if they try to mess with you. why would you go for any of the others?
ruggie’s got nowhere near as much confidence as leona does about this, so he’s going overboard with giving you gifts, doing little acts of service for you, buttering you up with (sincere) praise, anything that might make you gravitate towards picking savanaclaw.
as per ruggie’s request, jack’s (trying to) act sweeter than he normally is, but he just can’t— it’s way too embarrassing for him. he just ends up acting like the regular old him. and spills ruggie’s plan.
persuasion? it’s azul’s time to shine. he’s a master at this stuff, but there’s one mistake he’s making— he’s being so damn persistent and borderline annoying about it! the number one way to drive away customers! unless you’re a fan of that kind of behavior, it’s hard to even consider moving to octavinelle.
but you think it’s hard to catch a break from azul? pfft, he’s got nothing on floyd. there’s hardly any breathing room with him, literally and figuratively. he’s squeezing you nearly every second he’s with you and it’s hard to think around him.
jade just watches from the sidelines. he’s restraining himself from laughing as he sees azul trailing after you like he’s lost or floyd glomping you to the ground. when you’re tired of their antics and manage to get away, he’ll pour you a cup of tea (on the house!), asking if you’re alright. he’s octavinelle’s only hope.
kalim is basically like, “i don’t wanna sway your opinion, BUT—” he’ll tell you the most amazing things about living in scarabia and how cool the dorm and their members are with the biggest grin on his face. he hypes it up so much it’s sounding like the perfect place.
there’s not a lot left for jamil to do is doing since kalim’s doing pretty much all the work. just to pull you in a little closer though, he’ll give you more treats (made by him) during the day, sometimes reminding you that you could have his cooking every day if you lived at scarabia.
now, vil is sure you already have your sights set on pomefiore— but he’s not gonna take any chances! so he sends rook and epel to spend some time with you. or in other words, advertise their dorm. he’s expecting to see you with luggage soon, asking where their spare room is.
rook is having a field day, he’s probably having the most fun out of everyone here. he’s reciting poems he wrote just for the occasion and practically throwing flower bouquets at you, all while epel…
epel stands off to the side, awkwardly watching rook. he freezes up when told by rook to “show y/n how much you want them to choose pomefiore!” and his brain malfunctions, trying to put together a poetic sentence. all that came out was, “i’ll.. cut apple slices for you..?” not quite what rook had in mind, but it’s beautiful in it’s own way.
idia is extremely anxious— he wants you to pick his dorm, but has no idea how to convince you into doing it. or even how to make his dorm look like an appealing place to be. he feels like the greatness of his dorm pales in comparison to the other ones, so he kinda just hopes a miracle will happen and you’ll choose ignihyde.
oh, malleus is dead set on having you in diasomnia, you have no idea— he’s pulling out all the stops, pulling so many strings. wins “the most desperate” trophy by a landslide. it’s hard to tell though when he seems so nonchalant.
everyone’s trying so hard, it’s amusing, lilia thinks. it all looked like a ton of fun, so of course he was gonna hop onto the “winning you over” bandwagon! he’ll recount all the fun stories he and his dorm mates have had at diasomnia! such as studying gargoyles, and training, and the horrific yet oddly comedic injuries had during training… you question if lilia is throwing you off on purpose.
sebek’s bugging you whenever he gets the chance, boasting about his dorm. diasomnia is the best dorm all around! not only do you have the pleasure of worshipping the young lord, there’s plenty of fun things to do— don’t mind the dark, intimidating atmosphere! now, why don’t you just go and tell the headmaster your choice already?
silver honestly doesn’t know what he’s doing, he’s just goin’ with the flow. when sebek sent him after you, it was a bit awkward. he just said, “you can protect malleus with us and take naps with me :)” and called it a day. is it not enough to have you completely sold though? ♡
you let out a groan as you slumped on top of your bed, grim following after you.
“these guys have been draggin’ you all around! they’re treatin’ this like war!”
“no kidding.” you sighed, turning over on your back. “crowley just had to tell them, didn’t he? now they’re all trying so hard, it’s just making deciding on only one of them more difficult. i don’t wanna hurt any feelings.”
. . .
“should i just eeny-meeny-miny-moe it?”
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kyooshi · 3 months ago
No but like imagine gen Z MC just annoying the shit out of everyone and them acting like caffeine runs through their fucking veins
Riddle, opening up about his issues: I never really had a nice mother, let alone a family..
MC, without hesitation: cowabummer
MC, on a call with Azul: am I on speaker?
Azul: yes, why did you want t—
MC: *moans*
MC: *bangs on pots and pans* I WANNA BE THE VERY BEST, LIKE NO ONE EVER WAS
Kalim: :0!! That looks fun!!
Jamil: their existence is making me grieve the fact that murder isn't legal.
Ace: Ayo can I have some water?
MC: it's not water
Ace: vodka! I like your st—
MC: it's vinegar
Ace: wh-wha—
MC: it's vinegar, pussy
Crowley: oh no! Another problem that totally wasted because of my lack of authority to the entire school and selfish actions has been running rampage and causing panic among the students! What ever shall I do
MC: die
Mc, at Malleus for no apparent reason: haha, thousand year old virgin
Floyd: Azul is causing a stir and now forcing me to make friends again
MC: my man, you gotta understand the holy sacred moto
MC: friendship is futile, murder is absolute
Floyd: I'm in love with you
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twst-trash · a month ago
Oops, All Babies!
Also affectionately dubbed My Harem’s Children Came to Find Me in My Own Timeline!
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Based off of this drabble that I had no idea would be so popular. Thank you to the person who commissioned this second part and allowed me to crank it out faster!
Now a mother of 23 six-year-olds, you’re tasked with keeping all of their little emotions in check. If that wasn’t hard enough, you also have 23 fathers-to-be barking up your door in a dick-measuring contest to see who’s the most fit to be your spouse.
content: fem!reader x literally everyone, reader has children (in alternate timelines), sfw.
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Ambrose the 63rd doesn’t quite know what to do about Dire Crowley’s sudden visit to the Royal Sword Academy grounds. The students were spooked to see the feathered man rush past them as his cape swept the halls, striding past each student with reckless abandon. Ambrose’s office door is nearly flung off of its hinges by Crowley’s over enthusiastic swing.
“Lord Crowley,” he nods in the direction of the man, wizened features twisted with confusion. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”
“Save the pleasantries, I implore you.” He wheezes, winded from his walk up RSA’s seemingly endless staircases. “There’s been a dilemma.”
At first, Ambrose believes it’s simply Crowley’s flair for the dramatic talking- but the other headmaster is twitchy, losing feathers by the minute. As out of character it is that Crowley sought help from the likes of himself, it would be even more out of character for Ambrose to turn a blind eye to a compatriot in need. “Very well. What plagues Night Raven Academy?”
Crowley takes a deep, stuttering breath. The next word out of his mouth is spoken like a curse, as if uttering its name alone was enough to doom them both. “Children.”
Meanwhile, in Heartslabyul…
“Smile for daddy, baby!”
Cater’s photo gallery is filled to the brim with his child’s face, a perfect blend of his and your features. The boy loves the attention- something clearly inherited by his father- happily standing still or posing for the many, many photos his dad took of him. Cater scoops the boy into his arms and leads him back to the tea garden, where you sip tea and watch over your children scattered about the yard.
The Heartslabyul dormitory is more than stimulating enough for the kids, you have come to find out, as you watch Ace and Deuce’s respective children run amok. The boys are in a fierce competition with each other, constantly trying to one-up the other, whether that be who was the fastest or who could jump the farthest or even who could spell the most words correctly. You smile over your teacup at them, their behaviors mimicking that of their fathers’ all too well.
“My kid is definitely beating yours.” Ace pipes in from his seat at the table. The strawberry tart that sits in front of him has tiny finger marks from where his kid had ungainly dug his hands into for a piece, but he seems mostly unphased by the ordeal, shoving a forkful in his mouth while Deuce fumes.
“Hah? Wanna run that by me again?” Deuce starts indignantly, cocking his head to the side as if it were a threat.
“Drop the delinquent act in front of the children, Juice.” Ace snaps back, and Deuce backs down, his anger replaced by a reluctant grumble. “Don’t want them picking up any bad habits.”
“Yeah, yeah.” Deuce mumbles, looking softly at his child, whose running had torn up much of Heartslabyul’s once pristine sod. You squeeze Deuce’s hand reassuringly, still amused at the blatant similarities between father and son.
You shift your gaze to meet Riddle’s from across the table. It’s almost comical, the contrast between his burning red face and his collected composure. The grip on his teacup is far too strong for a person unaffected by the current circumstance. You know exactly what’s running through his head right now: these kids are breaking every single one of the Queen’s rules.
Still, with his own son perfectly copying his demeanor, from his posture to his tight teacup grip, Riddle lets himself relax under his son’s purposeful watch. He’s different from his mom- you know he’d be a good dad.
To your left, Trey is explaining to his daughter in his lap about how he made all of the pastries for the tea party. Her eyes glow, shining with interest as she surveys Trey’s impressive arrangement of treats. Unlike Ace’s kid, her fascination with the baked goods was less because she was hungry for them, but because she was curious about them. You could tell that she already had the makings of a good cook.
Ace and Deuce spring to their feet when they hear a loud thud from the other side of the hedge maze. It could only be their children. Even when going to save them, they look like they’re in a competition against each other.
Cater takes the opportunity to sit next to you, child situated on his lap. You smile up at the small boy, giving him a soft kiss on the cheek. Cater follows suit, kissing the other side of his face as well. The child giggles, clearly pleased with the attention showered upon him.
“We’d be the best parents~” Cater laughs to himself, ruffling his son’s hair, “Don’t you think, Prefect?”
“Not as good as me-“ Ace’s voice rings, followed shortly by Deuce’s protest of ‘or me!’ from the other side of the hedge maze.
“I think we’d be the best parents.” Trey pipes in, a charming smile on his face. “I’ve got a lot of experience, you know. Raising my siblings is no joke.”
“Prefect, I think we all know that we’d be the best parental duo.” Riddle states, to which the mini version of him nods.
“So,” Cater tries again, his boy waiting just as expectantly. “Who do you think the best dad is?”
“I-“ You sputter, not expecting to be put on the spot like that. “I-I have to go! Lots of kids to see, you know?”
And with a kiss on the head to all of your children (and, regrettably for them, none of the fathers), you’re off to see the rest of your brood.
Later, in Savanaclaw…
“Get off me.” Leona sleepily grumbles. “Now. Or else.”
“Not scared of you, papa!” His- no. His and your daughter exclaims, a toothy smile stretched across her face. She looks so much like you- aside from the beastman features, her tail and ears and killer canines to match. “Mama wants you to wake up.”
“I do.” You begrudgingly say, watching as the beastman’s ear twitches at the sound of your voice. “Get up. Or else.”
Leona grumbles but surprisingly gets out of bed. His daughter squeals, happy to see her father be dragged out of sleep, and goes to hug his leg.
“Damn anklebiter.” Leona groans, but he makes no effort to remove the small child from his calf.
Moving to the Savanaclaw common room, you’re greeted by the sight of Ruggie and his son play-wrestling. Ruggie lets his son pin him easily, laughing breathily when his son lets out a victory screech.
Jack is also in the common room, doing part of his daily workout regimen. His usual routine usually included a few reps of push-ups, and today was no exception. Except, of course, for the little wolf beastman sitting atop his back, legs crossed as his father worked out.
The Savanaclaw boys were all very physical. It makes you wonder about your daily lives with them, if you were to end up with any of them. Would your days be spent underneath the hot sun, running, playing, and training your kids to be in peak physical condition? You’re not sure you can handle all that. But the children in front of you, so happy and content with their fathers, makes you reconsider.
Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end, and the peaceful little symbiosis happening within the common area is altogether ripped apart.
“You’re delusional if you think this timeline belongs to anyone else.” Leona grouses, folding his arms in front of his chest. “I already have that herbivore wrapped around my finger.”
“Riiiight.” Ruggie says, rolling his eyes. “I’ll believe it when I see it. The Prefect likes me and my kid better, no question about it.”
Jack scoffs. It’s unusual to see him butt into arguments, but he can’t help himself from putting his two cents in on this particular situation. “With all due respect, Leona, I’m not sure that you’re the most qualified to be a father, considering your daughter’s been clinging to you for the past half an hour, and you’ve barely acknowledged her.”
Plus, he adds in his mind, I’m clearly the best fit to be a parent here.
Leona growls, but heeds Jack's warning and scoops his child up. Her eyes immediately light up as he lifts her. She really does look like you- and like him- which stirs something unfamiliar within him. (Parental instinct, in your lion boy? It’s more likely than you think.)
“Wonder how many times it took us for her to pop up.”
His statement dawns on you slowly, causing you to smack his chest indignantly.
“You’re disgusting.” You say, rolling your eyes.
“What? I’m just sayin’ what we’re all thinking.”
“I hope there’s a timeline where I kick you square in the balls so you can’t have children.”
Leona covers his daughter’s ears and tsks at you. “Is that any way to speak in front of our damn kid?”
Parents of the year, all of them.
Even later, in Octavinelle…
Azul’s kid is, regrettably, just as much of a crybaby as he is. In different ways, granted. While Azul could mask his emotions with layer upon layer of false confidence and business expertise, his daughter had yet to find out how to do so. Instead, her true and honest emotions come out whenever they please. It’s refreshing- the sincerity. Azul was surprisingly good at comforting her, though, talking her through her emotions in a surprising display of gentle parenting.
You can’t tell Jade and Floyd’s kids apart. It’s almost inevitable that their children would look the same, they’re identical twins, of course they’re going to look the same. But unlike their fathers, even their personalities are a little hard to match. Jade’s daughter has a lot of qualities that Floyd has, with her silly demeanor and take-no-shit attitude, even at her age. Floyd’s daughter, on the other hand, seems much more serious than her… cousin? Half-sister? The multidimensional travel was almost as confusing as the fact that they were related from both sides of the family. Ugh.
“Shrimpy’s gonna have my babies.”
You gulp at the implication of the plural tense, Floyd’s mood suddenly shifting and making the air in the Monstro Lounge unbearably tense.
“Now now, Floyd.” Azul chastises, voice low. “No one said the Prefect wouldn’t- just maybe not in this timeline.”
“Azul.” Jade says with a warning smile. “Please don’t talk to Floyd like that- we don’t know what could happen between now and then. It could be any of us- the ones that are still around, that is.”
You’re suddenly reminded of the fact that Jade is scarier than Floyd half of the time.
You slowly back your way out from the Monstro Lounge, not wanting to know what went on behind those closed doors after you left.
Later, later, in Scarabia…
To your surprise, Kalim and Jamil’s kids seem to like each other a lot.
You watch as they splash around in the oasis together, laughing and dancing and just having a good time. The sun in Scarabia was sweltering, unrelenting as your body sweats underneath it, but being able to watch your kids makes it feel a little better.
Kalim’s boy is so much like him- a beaming light of cheerful energy. If you try to imagine a future with the two of them, you can envision it being one of smiles and laughter. You can also envision the slightly less ideal scenario of having two Kalims around. Of course it would be lovely, but it would be draining.
Jamil’s kid seemed quite unlike Jamil himself at first glance, but upon spending time with the boy, you were quick to find out that he was just as talented as his father. Academically smart, good at dancing and singing- it seemed as though the kid was just like Jamil, but without holding himself back.
“I can’t wait for our kids to be friends in the future!” Kalim beams, oblivious to the greater implications.
“There’s no way that our kids can be friends.” Jamil tries to explain, holding the bridge of his nose to soothe the impending headache.
Kalim ponders this for a moment before lighting back up. “Oh! Because they’d be brothers, right? Half-brothers, because the Prefect is their mom!”
The shorter boy smiles as if he had solved Jamil’s riddle, to which Jamil just sighs. It seems as if he had resigned himself to let Kalim think whatever he wanted.
You take the moment to slip out of Scarabia undetected.
Later still, in Pomefiore…
Rook’s kid has the most uncanny way of sneaking up behind you. No matter how  aware of your surroundings you think you are, you most certainly are not aware enough for Rook’s child. Her favorite move is to ambush you from behind, exclaiming ‘mommy!’ as she practically tackles you to the ground. A hunter’s instinct is genetic, apparently.
Epel’s kid is tall for a kindergartner. It makes him both proud and envious at the same time. Would his kid surpass him in manliness even at age 6? These were the thoughts that Epel tried to shoo away as he played with his son, who was strong, too, he had come to find out. Still, when prompted by Vil, his son was more than happy to offer himself to the facials and makeup that came his way. It made Epel’s head spin.
Vil’s child is beautiful- of course he is- and completely idolizes his father. The three of you spend a lot of time watching Vil’s movies together, laughing as your son plays along to Vil’s parts, reciting them by memory. He loves when his father braids his hair, loves taking care of himself, and is hooked on a simplified version of Vil’s skincare routine already.
The Pomefiore students don’t outwardly discuss among themselves who they believe to be the father in their dimension- they all believe it to be themselves, obviously. That doesn’t stop them from talking shit about the other dorms, though.
“Well, all I know is that it surely isn’t Kingscholar’s timeline…” Vil likes to mumble underneath his breath. “The darkest timeline, that one is.”
After a short passage of time, in Inginhyde…
Idia’s son loves his Uncle Ortho. You can see so many similarities between the two of them, more so than him and Idia. The boy is an extrovert, for one. He had been socializing with the other kids from the other dorms, much to Idia’s chagrin. Still, if there was one thing that he and his son could relate to, it was video games.
It’s cute to watch them bond over the games that they both like, their eyes sparkling in the same way when presented with their favorite series, gushing about characters and gameplay and everything else in-between.
You are more than happy to sit in Idia’s room and watch them play, commenting here and there about their performance, and even hopping in to play sometimes. It warms your heart to see Idia get along so swimmingly with his son.
“I-I’ve run the probabilities through this algorithm I’ve created.” Idia suddenly admits, the tips of his hair flaring pink in embarrassment. “The chances of me- of us ending up together is 1 in 300. That’s only a 0.33% pull rate! That’s one of the most broken rates I’ve ever seen in any gatcha.”
He huffs, an uncomfortable wash of disappointment caressing his features, voice suddenly muttering. “Shitty probabilities for the good end.”
He’s muttering more about how he needs to ‘level up his charisma stat for a higher chance’ or something of that nature when you decide to stay just a little longer. You squeeze his hand and watch as your two boys- in some dimension- play games together, occasionally hopping in and switching out with either of them.
Eventually, in Diasomnia…
The inhabitants of Diasomnia are surprisingly cohabitual with their children. Given Lilia’s role of caretaker, it almost makes sense- after all, Lilia’s child is essentially Silver’s brother, and Silver’s child is Lilia’s grandchild… this whole thing really does make your head hurt.
Lilia never thought that he’d have a biological child. He had raised many children in his life- was still raising Silver and Malleus, essentially- but seeing the way his and your genes mixed together was fascinating to him. He loved that the child had your nose and his eyes and pointy teeth. Lilia would raise a million of them if he could.
Silver’s child is just as sleepy as he is. Most of the time you can find them passed out on the same couch, or lying underneath a tree with their head in his lap. When the three of you snuggle together, something you had begun to do when Silver’s kid kept insisting that you should, it feels so comforting- like you really could be family.
Sebek’s child is a clone of him, you swear. He walks like him, talks like him, and even worships Malleus like him. You suppose it makes sense- once Sebek is too old to continue serving Malleus, who would be better to take up his mantle than his own son?
And Malleus… Well, Malleus has been over the moon since he found out the two of you had a child together. He’s so gentle with your kid, and you for that matter. He held the both of you as if you would break if he held on too tight. He loves you, he loves your child, and he does everything in his power to make sure you know that.
“Papa?” The child pipes up, inquisitively.
“Yes, darling?”
“Where’s the baby in Mama’s stomach?”
It takes a moment for you and Malleus to realize what he had said. Two kids. It affirms to him it wasn’t just a mistake, that you had chosen to love him as he had chosen to love you.
Malleus’ heart couldn’t be fuller.
At last, in the Teacher’s Lounge…
Unbeknownst to you, two other children had popped up out of the blue and manifested within the teacher’s lounge.
When Ambrose the 63rd and Crowley return to Night Raven College, they're surprised to see Crewel already sitting in the Teacher’s Lounge with two young boys. One looks suspiciously like Crewel, his hair swooped over the same way and same intense gray eyes. The other sits next to him, wearing a handmade mask that looks suspiciously like Crowley’s own.
“Seems we have two more possible puppies in the fray.” Crewel says, ruffling his son’s hair in the same way you would pet a dog. “Isn’t that something?”
“Not from this timeline, clearly. No mystery there.” Crowley sighs, though a strange fondness for the boy overtakes him as the diy-crow’s mask slips from his face, revealing a shining golden eye, much like his own. He adjusts the mask- a paper plate cut in half with crudely glued feathers and a beak messily drawn on with sharpie- for his son, a soft smile taking over Crowley’s face despite himself.
Crowley sends for you (and all of your children and fathers-to-be shortly after that), and your stomach drops when you see two more kids.
You imagine yourself older, perhaps a professor at Night Raven College, teaching your favorite subject. Maybe you would’ve fallen in love with them by bumping into each other in the hallways, or reaching for the creamer at the same time in the Teacher’s Lounge. Before you know it, the kids are wrapping themselves around you, the same chorus of ‘mama, mama, mama!’ that you’ve come to get used to. You smile at them and kiss them on their foreheads before sitting down to listen to what Crowley had gathered you all for.
“I had to dig into the recesses of Royal Sword Academy’s archives for these, but I was finally able to find them.” Ambrose begins, fishing out three rainbow colored stones from his pockets. They shine iridescently, splashing the walls with prismatic color when they catch the light. “They’re multidimensional travel stones. They’re nearly impossible to find in the wild, and synthetically made duplicates are simply not strong enough to pull a person more than one-to-two multidimensional branches away.”
“We’ll install this into a specialized mirror capable of interdimensional travel.  These will send the children home,” Crowley begins, his gaze shifting to you. “And it has the power to send you home, too, Prefect.”
This hush is even more painful than the one that had blanketed your previous conversation about the children. They were all so caught up wondering whose timeline won out in the end that they hadn’t stopped to think of the alternate outcome- that it was no one’s.
No, not no one’s. Yours.
You reach out to Ambrose and trace your finger down the surface of the smooth stone laying flat in his palm- but something happens when you run your hands along those stones.
A thousand different images flash through your head. It’s a blinding light show of futures to come and pasts rewritten. Your physical body bleeds into the light, feeling every outcome as if they were written into your molecules. Every heartbreak, every joy melded together and crashed into each other and coursed through your veins. Is this it? Which timeline is mine?
Your body is sapped back into your physical form as a cacophony of voices call your name. Your hands reflexively jump from the stones, as if you had been burned, taking several steps back as you caught your breath. Your eyes, now firmly placed back into your skull, scan over the sea of worried faces.
Ambrose approaches you, a comforting hand rubbing your back, reeling you back into reality.
“They’ll take you home when we plug them into the mirror.” He explains. “We can do it now with the children, or we can do it later- it’s purely up to you.”
You look around the room, surveying the grim expressions of everyone around you.
“Well,” You begin, your voice pattering off at the end. Their friendship, camaraderie, and dedication to you (hell, to your hypothetical babies, too) were enough to sway your decision. “… It would be a shame not to finish the semester.”
The boys give their tearful goodbyes to their children. You really had started to love them as your own. Even people you weren’t sure would be attached to their kids were having a hard time letting go.
When the last child slips into the portal, there’s a sad empty feeling that wells within everyone’s stomach.
“In light of everything,” Crowley begins, “The Prefect will stay here until the end of the semester- and then it’s her choice if she decides to go home or not.”
And that invigorates the boys once more. No, they weren’t hopeless, they did have a chance with you- but neither would their fate be set in stone. They needed to work to prove that they were worth staying for.
And maybe someday, one of them might see their child, smiling up at them with all the warmth and love a child can give to their parents, once again.
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lilias-little-writer · a month ago
I have a request if you don't mind. What if the dorm leaders over hear MC having a convo with someone asking for the type of guy they're interested in physically wise. Mc's answer. "A man with a ponytail." What would the dorm leaders do hearing about this info
Oooo this is a v cute req! 💕
Kalim is definitely showing up to classes the next day with a ponytail. Although, he doesn’t view it as a way to try and win your affections. To him, it’s more so a way to show that he’s aware of your preferences and is happy enough to change a bit of his personal style every so often. It’s hair and he can change it whenever he feels like
Azul is also gonna show up with a ponytail, but it’s absolutely because he wants your attention. He wants you to see that he’s changed up his appearance and talk to him about it, but then he’ll play dumb and pretend that he has no clue what you’re talking about. If you compliment him on it, he’ll definitely keep the ponytail for the foreseeable future
Malleus is very intrigued. He doesn’t care much for his outward appearance and how others perceive him because of it, other than generally appearing put together and professional of course. But, if you’re so enamoured by ponytails, then maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to try one out every now and again
Riddle makes a big deal about convincing himself that he doesn’t care. Outward appearances are frivolous and he’s not gonna change anything to fit your standards. He’s confident he can win you over without it. Although, you might notice that he’s been letting his hair grow out for a little while now
Vil is offended at even the thought that he would need to change anything about his appearance for someone else. You like ponytails? Well, after he’s successfully won your heart in his own way, he’s sure you’ll find men with buns much more appealing
Leona absolutely doesn’t care at all. He’ll continue to wear his hair however he likes because it’s too much of a hassle to change it for the chance it’ll gain your attention. Although, he does tend to think back on your words when he puts his hair in a low ponytail for gym. He can’t help but wonder if you prefer low or high ponytails
Idia admittedly will try putting his hair up in a ponytail, just to see what he looks like. But he gets too embarrassed and takes his hair down immediately. It’s not like he leaves his room enough for you to even notice what hairstyle he has so there’s no point in trying. He will continue to occasionally put his hair in a ponytail and then remove it for the next while though
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idiaia · 2 days ago
I've mentioned this b4 but here's the new art-request kinda thing
How to join:
You literally just ask Ortho a question.....that's it
For example :
"Ortho, what are (some characters you wanna see idk) doing?"
"Ortho, Can you visit the gaming club?"
"Ortho, force Idia to reveal his fav anime"
Such an such
I'll draw your asks as if it's actually Ortho answering them and I will draw these in my chibi style
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There are no time limitations you can join anytime you want
Tags : @amorisqasayid
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sober-pepper · 2 months ago
Azul: You know what I wanna do to you tonight?
Yuu: What?
Azul: *leans in to whisper*
Yuu: You didn't say anything.
Azul: I know. I was going to say something really kinky but then I got embarrassed (〃´𓎟`〃)
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