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#deuce spade fluff
trappolia · 2 months
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HOT THINGS HE DOES FOR YOU ── deuce spade + gn!reader,
i. runs a hand through his hair and curses like a sailor when an algebra problem has been bothering him for too long. it messes up all his hard work in maintaining his appearance from this morning, but he’s far too upset to care. this goes for any moment of frustration for him too. sometimes his hair is so messy, you can catch the few strands of faded blond that he had failed to cover up when he dyed his hair before nrc, like the hints of his delinquent past are peeking through in more ways than one. there’s a frustrated look in his eyes that you’re a little guilty to admit you’re attracted to, and the way he spits out words definitely unexpected from an honour student makes your heart race in the strangest way … though, if you try catch his attention, he’s back to the deuce you know ─ wide doe eyes and a little lost. it makes your head spin, in the best way.
ii. takes your bags or anything that looks like it weighs more than necessary and carries them from you without even asking. most of the time this happens mid-conversation, like when he catches up with you at the hallway on your way to your next class. you’d engage in casual conversation, and suddenly he’s gently taking the straps of your bag and tugging it out of your hands, holding it in your stead while never breaking eye contact as he listens to you ramble about crewel's last lecture. and if you hold out your hand for him to give back your bag, he might just flush a little bit red and move your bag to his other side hastily, intertwining your fingers with his as he tugs you along gently to continue your journey, like he'd rather "embarrass himself" by pulling such a bold move rather than letting you carry your own stuff.
iii. always asks if it’s okay to kiss you. you’re sure than a decade could pass by, and he’d still be just as shy when it comes to kissing you. even when you give him your permission, he starts off with a shy brush of his lips against your own, a little peck or two, before diving back for more. he’ll ask every single time too. "are you sure? is it okay? can i really kiss you?" you’re not sure if your heart is pounding because of his lovely consideration of you or the fact that he can never find it in himself to stop asking for more once you let him have it the first time.
iv. starts bringing along his old leather jacket for you when you visit his hometown in the early spring or autumn. he says he brings it just in case you get cold, but you’re not oblivious enough that you don’t notice how the street punks keep their distance after doing a double take when they see you clad in the deuce spade’s leather jacket– some of them even offer their help with your groceries without being asked. it’s sort of funny and actually rather helpful in keeping out of trouble, but at the end of the day, you realise that deuce doesn’t see draping his old leather jacket over your shoulders as an act of possessiveness, but rather a way to keep you safe and protected in a subtle way. somehow, that sends your heart racing even more than the thought of him being possessive over you.
v. has an entire section of notes in his phone dedicated to you; like his regular school notes, messy and disorganised, but they’re filled with everything you could imagine. general things you like, little details of his day that reminded him of you, songs to put in playlists for you, and even pictures of stuff that you looked at while you were grocery shopping together. it’s complete with little observations and notes like they like to have the window seat but don’t want to bother people by asking, so let them board first so they can take it for themselves or they seem to like this type of snacks. maybe ask mom to send some of that one brand from the store back home in her next package. it’s the little but dedicated actions that show how much he really cares for you.
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rosehxnt · 5 months
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the stars in your eyes
characters: deuce spade, leona kingscholar, jade leech, jamil viper, silver summary: noticing the small details that make your boyfriend him warnings: mention of leona's scar, swordfighting, otherwise just fluff
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Deuce Spade  He'd been nervously shifting in his seat for the better part of ten minutes, every now and then glancing at you just to see you staring at him.  "Do I have something on my face?" He finally asked.  "Yeah, handsomeness."  His face became flushed. "Thank you...but it's like you're staring right into my soul," Deuce nervously giggled.  "It's like I'm staring into the endless ocean." You held your gaze. "But it's even better because it's you and you're right here with me."  He tried to stare back at you for a few seconds, but failed, quickly turning away and finding something to distract himself with. You let out a light laugh as the eye contact ended, enamored by his reaction.
Leona Kingscholar  His chest rose and fell as you observed him. He was once again fast asleep in the botanical gardens, sun cascading across his face.  Absentmindedly, you reached out to slowly trace the scar going over his left eye.  "Herbivore." You had woken him up and he was now staring up at you, his cat-like pupils thinning to slits to accommodate for the midday sun. "What do you think you're doing?"  "I think..." You gaze into Leona's eyes, fingertips sitting still on his cheekbone. "I think I want you to look at me like that forever."  You swore you saw his pupils grow in size, but he'd deny it if you said anything. A small smile appeared on your face.  "I think I want to nap," he replied and, much to your chagrin, closed his eyes to resume his slumber. In your mind, you replayed the image of him looking at you, those emeralds he held easily rivaling even the most expensive jewelry one could buy.
Jade Leech  It was always a joy to see Jade practice his passion. That passion being taking care of his endless mushroom collection. The happiness showing in his eyes was always worth it to you, and you made sure to take in every bit of it.  Except he always noticed your staring. Although, this time he decided to say something about it.  "Why do you look at me with such intensity, my dear?" His casually delivered question threw you off, causing you to find sudden interest in the floor.  "Oh, um, I like it when you're happy, it makes me happy."  "I'm glad you're happy, then," he commented and went back to work making sure each individual terrarium was in ideal condition.  "Your eyes are also super pretty," you found yourself saying. "I love how one is like the sun and the other is like the earth. It's almost like you're my entire world."  It was his turn to deliver a shocked expression, not expecting you to turn the situation into an opportunity to flirt with him.
Jamil Viper  You were content to sit on the sidelines while Jamil prepared that evening's meal. He insisted you not do any of the work, and you questioned if he was looking out for you or the state of the meal. His answer was ambiguous.  So here you were, watching as he moved about the kitchen. His long hair swept over one shoulder, his hands working to expertly chop up the various vegetables, and his eyes flitting to each ingredient as he threw them in the large pot that was to feed the entire Scarabia dorm.  Those eyes, the ones that reminded you of the charcoal used to light fires, similar to the fire you felt for Jamil himself. He'd lit one in your heart through the way he'd always help you when you were getting behind in class or were feeling under the weather. His observant eyes that kept watch for you and worked hard to keep you out of trouble were just one of his many charms.
Silver  You'd been invited to watch Silver and Sebek spar, which you'd looked forward to for days. Both them and Lilia had worked to make sure you'd be safe just in case any blades went flying. This ended up with you sitting on a wooden bench behind a metal fence. Lilia was in the corner watching the two boys the entire time just in case, since they tended to get competitive.  Though your sight was slightly limited, it didn't stop you from watching Silver's expression as he expertly defended Sebek's attacks and launched some of his own. He was focused on the battle and his eyes, which reminded you of the translucent lavender tinted marbles you'd play with as a kid, tracked every movement and flash of metal.  It was hard to remind yourself he was still just a human in that moment. A human who had trained among fae to become a fierce enough soldier to protect their crown prince. A human who would look at you so kindly after the sparring had ended, offering his hand to help you up from where you sat, awestruck.
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a/n: i was just thinking about a specific someone's eyes and thought i'd do this m.list & rules
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marry me
SUMMARY: After a sleepover, you make Deuce breakfast in bed. His silly little tired brain works slower than his mouth does.
CHARACTER: Deuce Spade.
WARNINGS: None!!
COMMENTS: THIS IS KINDA OOC I KNOW BUT LISTEN HEAR ME OUT my reason: i like soft deuce. kinda sorta characterization reason: he was totally sleep deprived yup yup. ANYWAYS. FLUFF. TAKE IT.
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Deuce blinked the sleep from his eyes as sunlight streamed through the window. He registered the sound of Ace snoring in the next room over as he turned on his side, stretching. Sleepovers at Ramshackle were few and far between, and despite Ace’s snoring, Deuce wished he could spend more nights here. He didn’t know when your last day in Twisted Wonderland would be, and he could only hope that when the time came for you to decide to leave or not you would listen to his selfish pleads.
A light knock on the door broke him from his train of thought. He made a soft grunting noise to let the person on the other side know he was awake, whoever that may be. Still half asleep, he jolted out of bed when you came through the door, wearing a gray apron and carrying a tray of food.
“Good morning, Deuce.” you smiled, setting the tray in his lap and as he stared up at you, bewildered, “I made you breakfast. Grim is already eating in the kitchen but I didn’t know when you’d wake up so I brought your portion to you before he ate it all.”
“You...huh?” he blinked, turning his gaze towards the food.
Front and center was a heart shaped omelet. Deuce stared dumbly at it for a few moments before scanning the rest of the tray. A homemade peanut butter banana smoothie. Roasted apples. Yogurt with sliced strawberries. Hash browns.
“Um...I figured making you a smoothie with peanut butter in it would be a good protein boost since you have your track club today, and I wanted to make sure you got a good head start!” you explained, sitting at the foot of the bed, “If you don’t like anything, let me know. I can give it to Grim. I made sure not to put bell pepper in any of your food so don’t worry about that!”
Was this heaven?
Trying not to cry first thing in the morning, Deuce met your gaze. He still looked just as flabbergasted as he did when you set the tray in his lap.
Swallowing thickly, his mind ran with ways to thank you for what you’d done for him.
“M...” he breathed, speaking with his half asleep brain not functioning correctly and his filter completely gone, “Marry me.”
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angelltheninth · 1 year
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Hi! Could I request Vil, Deuce, and Jamil being kissed by their fem! s/o in public at VDC because she was so proud of their performance?
Love adorable requests like these, keep them coming!
Pairing: Deuce Spade, Jamil Viper, Vil Schoenheit x Fem!Reader
Tags: fluff, established relationship, kissing, public display of affection, blushing, teasing, hugging
A/N: A little fluff in luau of all the smut from today.
DEUCE
He was more then happy to receive your congratulatory kisses and even give you his own. He's never been short on affection when it comes to you, he likes seeing you smile right before he takes that smile with his own lips. The only time where he might he a little shy is if you're being really loud about declaring your affection, but if you're just coming up to him and giving him a big kiss then he's more then happy to get as many as you'll give him.
JAMIL
He's used to Kalim being the loud one and the one who usually puts his arm around him to drag him places, so your affections don't come as that big of a surprise, and way less of an annoyance to him. Most of the time he'll take a kiss on the cheek but for proper kisses on the lips he would like to keep them more private. Unless it's to show others that both of you are off limits, them it's alright but not too much of them.
VIL
He welcomes your kiss with a hug and a kiss of his own. He will never not take the chance to show off how much he loves you or how great of a couple the two of you are. A dreamy smile spreads across his lips when he sees you approaching, he almost wants to run to you, but he waits until you get close, and lifts you up and then down into a dip as you kiss him. Yes, he is dramatic, he knows that, you know that, and everyone who sees the kiss knows it too.
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yurinaa-world · 7 months
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Characters: Trey, Cater, Ace, and Deuce x Gender Neutral Reader
Synopsis: Boyfriend Headcanons
Warnings: fluff and spelling mistakes
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𝒯𝓇𝑒𝓎 𝒞𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇
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Oh, he loves to gift a piece of the dessert he makes or make a whole cake just for you because he is so smitten over you, but how can he not be so cute when your face lights up whenever you try the cakes he makes for you?
He finds it cute whenever you take his glasses off to try them on, asking if you look good with his glasses with a grin on your face, or even better when you mirror the club on his cheek and put on yours, so now you two match with each other.
Just like he did with his younger siblings, he is going to remind you to brush your teeth every day since he doesn't want you to have any cavities since he spoils you a lot. This man cares about dental hygiene.
He is not going to karaoke if life depends on it. He says that he’s a terrible singer, but it’s not like you listen to him; you just love to drag him along and sing a duet together. He wasn’t wrong; he doesn’t really have a good singing voice, but you had fun, so it’s not a big deal.
You’ll bake with him; even if you're bad at baking, he’ll teach you. He tells you that you can’t just get better overnight; it takes time and patience to master something, so don’t think you're lost. If you just want to watch him, that's fine, but you’ll have to grab ingredients for whatever he might be baking.
I can tell he’s just good at cooking in general, so if you don’t have anything to eat or any ingredients to make something when you come back from your class, you can just shoot him a text to help you out. There's nothing to be ashamed of when you ask him.
He doesn’t mind PDA that much, like kissing him on the cheek as you leave or holding his hand, but it does make him blush a little when done in front of other people, especially in front of Cater or Riddle (Riddle just clears his throat to get back on topic).
𝒞𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒟𝒾𝒶𝓂𝑜𝓃𝒹
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Cater is basically your boyfriend and best friend at the same time.
He’s always taking photos of you and him doing those cringy couple poses where you kiss him on the cheek. Post that on Magicam because why not show you off? If you don’t have a Magicam account, he’s going to make you one, of course. you're following each other.
You guys probably dress up matching with each other and then do a magicam photoshoot.
He makes doubles of himself just to mess with you, like asking which one is the real him: the one in the Drom uniform or the NRC uniform; if you get it right, you’ll get a kiss, and if you don't, he’ll pout about how he could not know. But don’t worry, he’ll forgive you if you give him a kiss.
Cater doesn’t like sweets that much, but the exception is you, since your lips are so sweet that he just loves them, so don’t mind him stealing kisses from you throughout the day.
He’ll also put a diamond mark on your face just like his, even if you're not in Heartslabyul. You just look cute with his mark on your face (and he’s going to take 100 photos of you with that diamond mark).
His hobby is visiting cafes, and I bet you're going with him. You go to the whole bench together, from maid cafes to cat cafes and even the weird ones, and he doesn’t care unless you're having fun with him, because what's the point if he’s the only one having fun and not you always?
And to add to the cafe, you’ll definitely go to ramen restaurants. He’s going to order the most spicy ramen and then just add more hot sauce, which surprises you, but if you're not a big fan of spicy ramen, it’s fine; you can just order mild ramen.
𝒜𝒸𝑒 𝒯𝓇𝒶𝓅𝓅𝑜𝓁𝒶
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He loves to tease and pull little pranks on you because you're just easy to mess with (and he loves you). If you try to tease him back and succeed, he’ll deny it all with a flustered face; if you point out his red cheeks and ears, he’ll go quiet in embarrassment.
He loves to impress you with his magic tricks; he’ll even learn new ones so he can keep on seeing your expression filled with amazement by him and only him. It feeds his ego so much.
He’ll invite you to watch him practice basketball after school; he would probably be like "This shot is for you" and then completely miss the hoop while you just start laughing at him. He gets it after the 4th time while he blushes, saying "I got it in, so stop laughing!".
Once you want to surprise him with a cherry pie that you made with your own two hands, he’s going to be ecstatic and tell you that he loves you.
He’ll show you off to everyone like it must suck for them to still be single while he’s in a relationship with the most beautiful person ever; deuce wants to punch him in the face for how annoying ace is being.
Deuce, Jack, and Epel ask if Ace bribed you or if he’s forcing you to be in a relationship with him and are shocked to find you want to be with him.
𝒟𝑒𝓊𝒸𝑒 𝓈𝓅𝒶𝒹𝑒
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The boy is nervous at the beginning of your relationship since he’s never been with anyone before (he probably gets embarrassed seeing a kiss scene in a movie and closes his eyes).
Ace makes fun of Deuce since he can’t look him in the eye with his brain going blank and not know what to say, but he gets over it after a while.
Whenever you two are alone together and Deuce ends up in a dispute with some passersby who said he was rude when he bumped their shoulder by accident, he tries to calm the other party down and himself since he doesn’t want to show his delinquent side in front of you, especially since who knows what you might think about him?
But it fails and turns bad, but in the end, the other people run away, and he apologizes to you, saying that he didn’t want you to see that side of him, his face full of shame, but you don’t blame him at all, nor do you see him any different; he’s happy that you don’t.
Back to Deuce being embarrassed, he was freaking out when you first held hands with each other; he was screaming in his head about how lucky he was, and even more when you had your first kiss together like he was on cloud 9, you saw how red his face was.
He would take you blastcycling to the beach to look at the sunset together.
You and Deuce always study together, so you both can be honor students together.
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moonlit-midnight · 7 months
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Treasure of My Heart
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Characters: Deuce Spade.
Genre: Platonic Fluff, Friendship.
Summary: Deuce and you being wholesome best friends.
Warnings:
GN!Reader, is a popular student but it won’t be discussed.
A simple appreciation post for my favorite first year.
As the night grows darker, a comfortable silence crawls into your room. 
The only sound than can be heard is your best friend’s calm breathing, and the gentle rustling of the trees from outside the slightly opened window.
“I thought you’re already sleeping.” you chuckle, breaking the tranquil quietness.
“I’m having trouble falling asleep.” Deuce responds, his voice is drowsy but he’s still wide awake.
A short pause ensues.
Then he shifts so he can face you, only to see you staring back at him softly, a gleam of affection twinkling in your eyes. 
“You know…” Deuce trails off, pondering for a moment as he holds your gaze. “Sometimes I wish I was popular like you.”
“Why would you wish for that?” you ask, your expression a mixture of slight confusion and curiosity.
“I don’t know,” Deuce merely shrugs. “I think it’s cool.”
“You think it’s cool?” 
“Isn’t it?”
“Believe me Deuce, being popular is not always fun and games.” you admit, a deep sigh escaping your lips. “My admirers don’t really know me. I mean, who’s going to waste their lives to get to know me?” 
“I would.” He answers in a delightful tone, his kind eyes shimmering fondly. “I’m sure that in every different lifetime, I always get to know you and be your friend.”
“Deuce Spade, treasure of my heart, aren’t you the best?” you lift a sweet smile, pressing a light kiss on your best friend’s cheek.
“The best you ever had.” He exclaims brightly, giving you the same endearing smile. 
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liliths-missing-pen · 4 months
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Pie Throwing with Ace and Deuce
Character Pairings: Implied but not stated Deuce x reader, Ace x Reader
Warning: None
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"Y/N! DEUCE PLEASE DON'T I'LL DO YOUR CHORES FOR THE REST OF THE WEEK IF YOU DON'T THROW IT PLEASE!" Ah yes, Ace's last desperate pleas for some mercy... How did the ginger get here again? The only way he's ever known. Trouble.
You weren't there when it took place but Deuce filled you in on the details. It occurred last night, Ace had stayed up late in hopes of sobbingly putting together his project last minute due to his neglect of it for the time he'd been assigned to do it. He understood now why Trein gave them weeks to complete this as it was nearly impossible to find anything important regarding the topic and he needed to get into the utmost details to be able to even extract anything for his paper.
This resulted in him only having 2 hours of sleep. He would've pulled an all-nighter if his house warden hadn't caught him late at night getting a snack when he should've been asleep. Ace craved something to fill his stomach until the sunrise... It seemed the ginger never learned from his mistakes as he took a jam tart out of the fridge. Deuce didn't cover the rest; you could only imagine what happened to Ace afterward. However, this time around, Riddle was different in his punishment.
He decided instead of collaring Ace that he would be the target for the pieing station for the dorm's fundraiser.
So, here you all are at the present time. Ace facing his punishment and the two of you serving it to him by hand. You and Deuce laughed at Ace’s predicament as Deuce handed you a whipped cream pie.
"Sorry Ace, but there's no way I'm passing up something like this!" You snickered and threw the pie straight at Ace's face.
SPLAT!
"Perfect aim prefect!" Deuce complimented. Now as the two of you expect Ace wasn't too happy about this, having a pouty look while glaring at the two of you. At least, you thought he was, it was a little difficult to tell with all the whipped cream on his face, dripping onto the ground.
Deuce and you began to move away; your heel clicked happily satisfied with the beautiful creation you put together.
Ace however wasn't going to allow this injustice to continue on. The two of you went on your merry way until...
SPLAT!
You and Deuce's heads were covered in whipped cream. Swiftly you looked for who was the culprit. Ace had a shit-eating grin proud of his work. "ACE YOU DUMBASS YOU AREN'T SUPPOSED TO DO IT TO US BACK!" Deuce splurted.
"So? You do it to me I do to you." He shrugged, "That isn't how this works???" You question. "That's a bold assumption I know what I'm doing," the three of you went dead silent.
Till you all bursted out laughing, "You don't know what you're doing?" "I DON'T KNOW RIDDLE JUST PLACED ME HERE AND GAVE ME A LECTURE AND TOLD ME TO STAND THERE I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING!" The three of you were laughing at Ace's stupidest. Even if you all didn't know what Ace was supposed to be doing there. Even though Ace didn't know anything, there was one thing you knew for sure. Even if you wouldn't be able to find your way home you'd be in the company of those who made it.
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lexiene · 4 months
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Hehe Deuce's turn 💙♠️
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pomupom · 11 months
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ᦗ motherly errands.
— love, deuce spade.
( want to fall in love some more ? )
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it always made deuce so happy to see his mother, especially after being gone for some months — telling her all about the things he's done, and how his grades have been on a steady incline. seeing that bright smile on her face, brought on by him, makes his heart explode with joy.
and deuce especially loves when he brings you up in catch-up conversations. he reminds her that you two are not together, but she's still gets so excited thinking of her little deucey with such a cutie like yourself! she's one that forces him to bring home pictures, and to buy gifts for you once the school returns (though, deuce already writes a whole list on the trip home of what he'd like to bring you back). his heart grows warm when he thinks of all the things his mum would say to you, even if it were embarrassing for him — how close you two would be despite just meeting. he truly thinks you're his soulmate.
he'd love to bring you a giant bouquet of flowers — to throw rose petals leading into his bedroom, where he can confess just how much he's loved you for all these years. it turns his face pink whenever he imagines the future he'd like to spend with you, and he can't do anything but shove his head in his hands! you've got him made into a messy puddle, the remnants of delinquent heart shards no longer cutting into old wounds — no more nights spent stressing over grades, with your tutoring, nor any more spent wondering what his mum thinks of him. but they are spent wanting to know how you see him, what you see in him to stick by his side for so long.
and he finds himself with a knot for a tongue when you feels your hand under his, reaching for the same item his mum had written for him to grab. even if he didn't turn to see that familar face he's been missing, he'd recognize you by the hands. the way your cuticles are always pushed down and picked at, the way your nails are never an even length because you bite them, and the softness of the skin. he'd never memorized someone as much as he has you, but his mind cannot help but to. you're a masterpiece, every inch of what's visible to his eye becoming an art he's interested in picking up. you make him weak.
and of course you start apologizing, not realizing it's him at first. but the smile that crosses those glazed, pretty lips of yours has the butterflies he must've captured somewhere down the line causing a flutter in his tummy. he wonders if you've started biting at the skin again — small bits of your lip missing from the bottom. he'd started picking up such habits, too, even though his mum hated to watch him do so. deuce wanted to share all with you, to be everything you were. because, quite frankly, you are the most perfect person he's met in his life. he could never find the missing circuits and fuses, but you've brought his life that light — you're like his frankenstein, and he would be the monster of yours.
but all thoughts are lost in his head once you start speaking, even though he'd called you a few times already, he missed your voice everytime it didn't play in his ears. you looked happier to see him than expected, almost as happy as he. you told him you were just grabbing a few things, you wanted to try making a pastry that trey previously served during a party. his heart grew a bit jealous when thinking of how trey was in your mind, but how could he accuse you of such? his precious angel, his place of heaven on earth — you made him so giddy and excited. he felt like he was living the childhood he'd dreamed of, fixing the one he ruined.
he didn't expect you to grab his arm and shop around with him, nor had he expected for you to ask if you could come back with him. you wanted to meet his mum — to meet the second loveliest woman alive that'd given life to the angel before you. you promised for him to not get his hopes up when it came to the dinner and dessert you wanted to make, but anything that came from you, he'd never second guess taking.
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luminous-letters · 2 years
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can you do more eldritch horror! mc??? I don't mind how you'll end up writing it, i just want more of it!! But like if you don't want to then that's also cool!
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"Do you want anything to eat, babe?"
"I eat not flesh, but the spirit of those who have sinned. I drink not wine, but the tainted copper that belies the heretics," your voice was reminiscent of a thunder's rumble.
"Then, it's ice cream! Ice cream's always a great snack," Deuce grabbed one of your fourteen arms and walked you to the nearest ice cream stall.
The man behind the counter looked at your towering figure and visibly shook in his boots. "Fuck, it's them," he silently cursed, quiet enough for Deuce not to hear. But it was loud enough for you to pick up.
"What flavor do you want?"
"This person...has sinned. But they offer you yet another chance at redemption. Do not waste it."
You threateningly leered at the vendor, who stared at your crown of flames like a deer caught in headlights.
"We'll go with vanilla then," Deuce rummaged through his pockets. "Two vanillas, please, " he placed ten Thaumarks on the counter.
"S-sure kid..." the man shakily handed Deuce his change.
"I don't get his deal," Deuce said, sitting beside you. "I mean, what's not to like about you? You're so cool," he rested his hand against your fourth arm.
"You're nice, you're cool, you're not afraid of speaking out. You're a great person in general," Deuce ranted on, taking occasional nibbles at his ice cream.
Meanwhile, you sat at the same height as the lamp post. You were busy staring at the pigeon that decided to tug at the amalgam of sunglasses Deuce got for you.
"I don't care what they say. I still love you all the same," he hugged your waist of ivory.
A warm sensation pooled inside your chest. A feeling that you haven't felt for an unknown amount of time resurfaced. Thump, thump. Your chest sang, a heartbeat.
"Should you ever perish, I will take up the duty to guide you to paradise myself."
"Aw, I love you too."
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sugaarquoted · 2 years
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Hii! I would like to request some fluff with Deuce trying to confess to an oblivious!reader who was a delinquent in her own world. Maybe Deuce saw how reader beat up someone who tried to bully them for being a magicless human and developed a crush? Sorry if it’s too detailed.
hello hello!! oooo i love this ideaaaa !! DONT APOLOGIZE the more detailed the better!! i hope this will be alright! and thank you for requesting :) feel free to do so again if you'd like! (I also decided to use fem pronouns since that was what was mentioned in your request, but feel free to imagine them differently!)
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It has become a norm that treatment may differ towards those that aren't the same as you, or most in their eyes, and this other-worldly place was no exception. Being the only magicless human in all of Twisted Wonderland, there was bound to be some form of teasing in one way or another.
Of course, back in your world you had a reputation for dealing with those types of people in a less than civil way as some described. You had resorted to violence on many occasions whether you were originally planning to do so or not. However, since you were transported into this world, you had decided that for your own sake, it may be best to shake this habit.
Until one day that is.
"How could the headmage even think to let someone like them stay here?"
"I new he was a little off with some of his ideas, but this is just nuts."
"Don't worry, she'll have to find her own place soon enough. There's no way she'll be allowed to stay here when her grades start to drop."
"As expected of someone who can't use magic."
The comments just seemed to keep piling up one after another today didn't they? No matter how much you attempted to brush them all off, you couldn't seem to stop the anger rising within you, and then...
"What can I say, someone of her kind just doesn't belong here-"
You swung. You swung hard and you most definitely didn't hold back. In the middle of the busy hallway, you managed to temporarily slow down traffic due to your outburst. Once you had realized what you had just done, your eyes widened as you hissed out a quick apology before hurrying off to your next class.
What you didn't realize, was that a certain blue-haired freshman had watched this entire scene play out, and he was most definitely in awe.
"Come on dude what are you staring at. We gotta get to alchemy or else Riddle and Crewel will have our heads for being late," Ace had called out to his friend who had temporarily stopped walking, causing Ace to get ahead.
"O-Oh yeah. Right," said Deuce, snapping his head up to look at his fellow dormmate He took a brief moment and adjusted his supplies within his hold before walking to catch up with his friend once more, unable to shake what he had just witnessed from his memory.
It had now been months later after that incident, and you have yet to include yourself in anymore squabbles, opting to keep what little reputation you had in this world on the good side. You had also met a couple other in your year, the duo from Heartslabyul included. The three of you have spent countless nights studying, finishing up group work, or simply hanging out once you all had the free time.
In fact, that was the case right now, excluding Ace who was off doing who knows what at this hour. You and Deuce have been hanging out at Ramshackle once completing any left over tasks for your respective classes without the annoyance of a certain feline, who was also seemingly off elsewhere claiming he had 'better things to do'. How strange...
The dorm lounge was filled with laughter and happy chatter as the two of you talked away the remaining hours you had until curfew. Currently, the topic of school life, before attending Night Raven College, had been brought up. This meant your actions back in your own world have been revealed to the boy, and you seemed to gain some common grounds with this confession.
"I mean, I guess I didn't always treat people the greatest when it came to bullying and such. I used to get into a lot of fights before being transported here actually." You had lightheartedly stated with a laugh, noticing Deuce watching as you spoke.
Deuce, on the other hand, was actually quite surprised. You had the same upbringing? In your previous school years? That... well he wasn't expecting that. This did, however, cause him to remember a certain scene from earlier in the school year. A certain scene that caused him to be intrigued, and interested with you in one way or another.
"So was what happened earlier this year not a one-time thing?" He thought aloud. All in all, whether he'd like to admit it or not, beginning that day was his newfound feelings for the Prefect of Ramshackle herself. Along with their many other interactions later on. However he did not realize this himself, in fact Ace was the one to come upfront and tell him that he had feelings for the Prefect, and thus his eyes were opened.
"Oh, I..." You were unsure how to answer for the moment being. Had he seen you? Had there been even more rumours spread to even your friends? Most likely but... did this change his view on you? You sure hoped not. "I am sorry you had to see that, I actually didn't mean to but it just- I wasn't thinking and-"
"No, no sorry I shouldn't have worded it that way. My bad." Deuce interrupts. "I actually used to do the same thing before and.." he continues, "I thought you looked really cool when you swung at him and... honestly really attractive and nice since you..." He trailed off, eyes widening as it processed with him what he had just admitted.
Your own eyes widened to match his before letting out a lighthearted snicker. "Oh? Well I certainly didn't know you felt that way Deuce." You witnessed Deuce grown while a faded pink dusted his cheeks, him looking back down at the ground. Sensing his shame and awkward emotion at the moment, you gently tapped the top of his head, causing him to return his gaze to yours.
"I bet you looked just as attractive in your days of being a delinquent, Deuce."
Was he hearing you right? Did you think he was attractive as well? Wait did this mean...
"W-what are you saying, Prefect?"
"I like you Deuce. I thought I've made that obvious enough by now."
Now you've done it. As he realized that you were in fact implying just what he suspected, his cheeks only turned darker shades from then on forward.
Shaking your head at Deuce's almost stunned expression, you leaned forward to place a kiss on his cheek right below his drawn-on spade marking.
"However, that does not mean I give you permission to return to your old ways now. I like how you are in every way, in the present"
"Uh huh..."
Yeah. Deuce can definitely live with that.
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— "THE PRINCESS TREATMENT." various
SYNOPSIS: your boyfriend and the different ways he pampers and spoils you rotten ♡
⊹ [ cw ] — mentions of winter storms, prefect is implied to have bad living conditions, mild violence in the tweels parts, jade breaks someone's wrist, crowley slander, ace slander◞
⊹ [ tags ] — FLUFFY! feminine reader! no gendered pronouns used, riddle uses his dorm position to spoil you, seeing trey driving is very hot, deuce biceps, leona and azul sugar daddy era, ruggie would rather freeze to death than have you be cold, jack carries you, jade and floyd will fight for you, rook makes you his muse and paints you, malleus renovates the entire diasomnia dorm for you, sebek carries your pink handbags◞
⊹ [ characters ] — riddle, trey, deuce, leona, ruggie, jack, azul, jade, floyd, rook, malleus, sebek◞
⊹ [ w.c ] — 4.9k+◞ | 🦇masterlist◞
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—♰ RIDDLE
Princess treatment, Like—literally
Loathe is Riddle to admit—He can't deny the fact that being his lover meant you got special treatment. Prime example being your position at unbirthday parties. At the banquet table, just beside Riddle's designated throne, was your throne. Similar in style, it had a heart-shaped crest and golden frame; the only difference was that it was milky white rather than deep red. And despite his best efforts to downplay the favoritism shown to you, Riddle knows for a fact that he had the throne commissioned himself.
꒰‧₊˚⚗️☆༉‧₊˚.
"Come with me." The dorm leader says as he moves towards you, leading you towards your throne. He didn't fail to notice how your legs shook slightly as you walked alongside him or how your hands didn’t leave his coat once. Not that he minded.
The redhead clasped your hands in his as he sat you down onto the leather seat before adjusting the train of your dress to ensure that it wouldn't bother you.
"How are you fairing?" Riddle asked softly, kneeling before you to slip a leather-clad hand behind your knees. He set your feet up on a plush stool and slipped your pointed heels off, gently caressing your ankles. "I overheard you earlier, griping about your feet aching. I certainly hope you're not pushing yourself too hard."
"Ah, no. I just chose the wrong heels today. They're too pointy." You sighed, poking at your crimson red heels, which were discarded to the grassy sides. Groaning, you reclined back on your throne, the billowing, fluffy skirt of the dress Riddle had recently gifted tumbling all about you.
"I see." Riddle nodded in understanding, taking your hand and pressing a quick gentlemanly kiss on your wrists. "The croquet game is up next. I suppose you'd rather stay here?"
"Yeah, I think I need some alone time," you sigh. Riddle squeezes once more your hand in reply, letting his eyes shut in contemplation.
"Very well," He hums, moving to gently tuck a stray strand of your hair behind your ear. "Do rest here a while, rose."
There was a soft smile as the leather of his hands glide across your back. "Oh, and, please let a member of my dorm know if you ever need anything. Worry not. I've instructed everyone here to be at your beck and call."
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— ♰ TREY
Passenger princess treatment<3
Every weekend, it was routine for Trey to whisk you away from your beaten-up dorm. After all, he was sure it was nice to spend the day in a place where you weren't inhaling dust and spiders every second. Both of you would always go over to his parent's café in the city for a simple little brunch date. And without fail, Trey would always pick you up at 9am sharp by the school gates.
꒰‧₊˚⚗️☆༉‧₊˚.
"… I was made for lovin' you, baby
You were made for lovin' me
And I can't get enough of you, baby
Can you get enough of me?"
Soft music played from the car's radio as the third-year weaved through the barren intersections, careful and slow. It seems as if the roads were merciful to you both today, calm and free of any traffic.
Trey languidly reaches one of his hands, calloused from his years of baking, over to rest gently on your thigh. His thumb rubs soft circles and nonsensical patterns over your plump skin while the other gripped the steering wheel in a loose hold, biceps flexing as he twisted the wheel to turn the car.
Focused as he was, you didn't miss how his gaze flits back and forth between the road and you, the expression swimming within them almost akin to a distant longing.
You place your hand atop his and lean against the passenger door. A wide grin spreads over your glossy red lips as you shake your head playfully. "Keep your eyes on the road."
Mirthful laughter spills from your mouth before your eyes flutter shut as you sway along to the song, mindlessly kicking your legs around. "Crashing and going to the hospital doesn't really sound like a good date idea."
A pensive smile creeps up on Trey's face, and he lets out a low chuckle. "Yeah? I just can't help it. You're a much more interesting sight."
He watched as the sun's dazzling light bathed your image in a beautiful, pleasant glow. To him, you looked ethereal, seemingly glowing and shining under the golden streaks of sunlight that pour through the windshield.
"What did I just say?" you sighed, smiling cheekily as you smoothed a hand over his clover-colored hair, fixing the stray strands moved askew by the wind from the open windows. "Hello~? Wonderland to Trey? Eyes on the road?"
He paused for a while before chuckling, his hands splaying out on the steering wheel as he turned his gaze back front. "Right, right. I'll be careful, princess."
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— ♰  DEUCE
Carries your things for you and will not let you do any heavy lifting at all plus he buys you drinks!
Screw Crowley Dire. You were sick of Ramshackle's awful, scratchy furniture. For once, you wished you could sit on something that wasn't littered with dust bunnies or looked like it came straight from the depths of the underworld—no offense to Idia. And so, using the money you had painstakingly saved over the last six months, you decided to buy a cute, frilly sofa.
Problem was—you couldn't lift it at all. It was too wide and heavy for your poor untrained arms. Fortunately for you, your boyfriend was more than happy to help ^^
꒰‧₊˚⚗️☆༉‧₊˚.
"Um…Deuce? Are you sure you don't want me to work?" Perched atop the kitchen counters, you were worriedly staring down at him.
While he was preoccupied with lifting the couch, you were lazily sipping on a bubble tea—a drink which he bought for you himself. Humming, you let your gaze move from the soft line of his cheekbone, to the sharper cut of his jaw, before resting it onto the thick of his arms. " I don't mind helping, you know."
Deuce was standing by the door, arms tucked beneath the couch as he braced himself for lifting. "Yeah, I got this. Don't worry."
Now, why was he here, exactly? Well…First off, you didn't intend to call him at all.
In the middle of trying to haul your couch into Ramshackle's entrance, Deuce had appeared out of nowhere, offering his help. Despite your vehement denial, the stubborn boy wouldn't take no for an answer, and eventually forced you to sit down, shoving the bright, bubbly drink in your hand without saying a word.
So, here you were. Shamelessly ogling at him while he tried to find a way to bring the couch in.
"Are you sure? I don't want you to get hurt—Oh!" You gasped, hand flying up to cover your agape mouth when Deuce easily lifted it up as if it were made of air. In response to your expression of astonishment, he grinned and playfully flexed his arms. "See?"
While Deuce set the couch down in front of the TV, you slipped off the counters and strode over to him. Jumping into his embrace, you draped your arms around his shoulder and pressed a big kiss on his cheeks, watching in delight as his face exploded in pink. "You're so strong! Thank you so much!"
Deuce let a wobbly smile stretch across his burning cheeks, his hands slack atop your hips. "Y-Yeah! No problem."
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— ♰ LEONA
Sugar dad-I mean-financial help<3 + Hints at passenger princess treatment
Leona Kingscholar was not a romantic. Naturally, he has stayed to himself ever since he was little. This lion was not the kind to be sentimental, gooey, or emotional. So it is astonishing how quickly this stone-cold personality of his breaks down when he's around you.
Every little thing you do drives him into a lovesick frenzy, and he has no idea how to stop it. He wasn't particularly into grand displays of affection or romantic gestures. Ergo, in an effort to express his adoration, he turns to more…costly methods.
꒰‧₊˚⚗️☆༉‧₊˚.
"Tell me what you want." Leona demands, tone serious as he wraps a rough yet protective arm around your hips. Both of you were standing smack dab in the middle of a large shopping mall. Though the more you stood here, the more you began to realize that this place wasn't really your…ordinary mall.
First and foremost, when Leona pulled up, there was private parking, and that was already intimidating to you in and of itself. Second, it seems like every single store in here was a luxury brand. You've seen a couple of these logos plastered onto the tags of Vil's or Jade and Floyd's clothes.
As a matter of fact, you were pretty sure their plastic bags cost more than your entire yearly allowance combined.
"Ah, um…"  A nervous sweat built up on your brow as you fished your wallet out, peering into what little funds you had. "Leona, honey—I just needed to get some school supplies…Is there a different mall we can go to?" You sheepishly smiled up at him. "I don't think I can afford to get anything here."
Silence immediately follows as Leona stares at you with a dumbfounded look. Blinking bluntly, he scoffs. "Who said you were paying?"
"Hu-Huh?" You stammered, fiddling with your wallet. The lion's eyes were ripped wide open in shock, as if the mere thought of you spending your own money on your own things was a criminal act. Something so ludicrous that even a person with his deceptive persona finds it distasteful.
"Ain't it obvious already? I'm paying," Leona huffs, dragging you to a nearby jewelry shop. Behind the glass were displays of glittering pearls and jewels, each of which had delicate and intricate carvings. "And we're gettin' more than stationary."
"But-!" You start, only to get interrupted as his calloused hand clamps over your mouth.
"No buts."
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— ♰  RUGGIE
Giving you his coat when you're cold and just being sickeningly sweet<3
Ruggie was used to working for others, and this habit of his pours over to you. Though it wouldn't take long for people to notice that his acts of labor was…different with you.
For others, Ruggie works because there's an exchange, a benefit, or a payment for him. For you, however, he does things with no motive in mind. He would never ask for more because he genuinely didn't need anything more, and if he ever did, a simple kiss or hug from you would be plenty.
꒰‧₊˚⚗️☆༉‧₊˚.
It was a frigid winter day and both of you were walking to school together, a routine you both developed over the past few months. As you followed him through the deep snowfall, the cold wind nipped and bit at your skin, making you shudder. Despite the struggle, you push on, the rough pads of your boots dragging along the thick blankets of snow.
Unfortunately for you, the flimsy cardigan you bought at Sam's did nothing to keep your body safe from the cruel winter.
While Ruggie's oversized warm coat helps kept him sufficiently warmed up, you, on the other hand, are struggling. You know you should have gotten a thicker coat, but this was all you could afford last minute.
Ever so caring, your boyfriend is quick to notice this and turns back around, trudging through the snow to meet you.
"C'mere," Ruggie drags you into his embrace and starts to slowly inch the coat off his shoulders. With your form now pushed against his body, he takes the chance to press a soft kiss against your cheeks. At the exchange of affection, both of you erupt in soft giggles, lovesick grins stretched across your lips.
The moment feels intimate, loving, and safe.
"Here ya' go." Suddenly he's engulfing you in his thick cloak and zipping it up. Protesting, you try to give it back, but all he does is snicker and shake his head. He peppers warm kisses on the side of your bare frostbitten neck, relishing in the giggles that spill from your lips. "Keep it. I can handle the cold. I'm used to it but I can't have you freezin' out here, now can I?"
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— ♰  JACK
Carries you when your feet start to hurt, tee hee
Jack was strong and well-disciplined. He's worked hard and trained himself to peak physical condition, yet even then, he's continually seeking to improve himself even more. He's tried it all: fitness routines, weight lifting, and sports. And it pays off.
His strength has proven useful in a variety of circumstances. from physical education classes, sporting events, marathons, and, strangely enough, carrying you when your heels begin to hurt your feet.
꒰‧₊˚⚗️☆༉‧₊˚.
Jack looks around the booths as he takes your hands in his, pulling you along the festival crowds, "Hm. I think the takoyaki stand is around here. You were craving that earlier, right?" If it weren't for the intense dull ache at the bottom of your ankles, you would have been delighted to hear about the delectable octopus snack.
Instead, you hissed and pulled on the beastman's hand, halting to a stop, unable to take the torture of your heels any longer. "Jack, hold on a second."
Groaning, you slouch down on a nearby bench and kick off your heels, scowling at the dull throb that's pressing itself against the back of your foot. Jack quickly knelt down by your side, ears alert and tail swishing.
"What's wrong?" He questions as he drags your legs over to rest on top of his firm thighs. "Do your feet hurt?"
"Yeah," you sigh. "I kinda regret putting on heels at a festival like this…I didn't realize it would hurt so bad. I just wanted to look cute."
The wolf ponders for a moment before swiftly turning around, presenting his back to you, "Get on."
"Eh?" You blinked, tilting your head to the side. Jack looks away, keeping his head tilted to the ground as a dark flush swept over his skin. "I'll carry you…I-If your feet hurt, I won't mind carrying you."
"Oh!" Smiling, you slip onto his back and wrap your arms snug around his neck. Jack clutches your heels in one hand while the other grasps onto your thigh. The beastman easily stands up, supporting both his and your weight as he heads towards the food stands.
"Who knew you were such a softie, Jack! Hehe." You tease, pressing a kiss against the side of his neck. The beastman flushed even more, avoiding your gaze at all cost.
"Tch. I-I don't go around doing this for anyone."
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— ♰  AZUL
Sugar dad-I mean-financial help<3 #2
Azul lived to spoil you.
For you, the octo-mer gleefully buys mountains of clothing. Your entire wardrobe has been thoughtfully planned by him (and often rapidly purchased, Floyd is always the victim to his 12am shopping whims).
Other than clothing, he's also quite fond of jewelry. He clasps pure pearls to your ears, drapes diamonds over your neck, and slips rings onto your fingers. It would be the highlight of Azul's day to see the items he had purchased for you proudly displayed for all the students on campus to see.
꒰‧₊˚⚗️☆༉‧₊˚.
"Shall we?" he asks softly as he wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you up from your chair. The smooth white silk of your dress cascades off the plush leather seat, draping down to your ankles. Azul swiftly guides you away from the lounge, signaling at both Floyd and Jade in the corner to clean up before turning his attention back to you, once more. "I hope the food was to your liking, angelfish?"
"Oh, it was," you confirm, a smile playing on your lips. Leaning up, you press a warm kiss against his lips, one which he returns. "Thank you for the wonderful night, Azul! The dress as well. It looks beautiful."
"Why, of course." The octo-mer hums, running his hand up your back. As he slips both of you into his room, he shuts the door with his foot and guides you to his vanity. "Though I do have one last gift."
"Another?" You chuckle, "Don't you think you spoil me too much? I don't want it to seem like I'm leeching off of you…"
"No, you could never," Azul says as he motions you to a seat near the table of his vanity. The octo-mer reaches over and opens a drawer, revealing a nice velvet box.
As the box is opened, a gorgeous sea-glass necklace with a stunning silver-coral colour is exhibited to you. It sat prettily atop a white plush pillow, winking at you. Azul deftly runs a hand up your neck to pull your hair back and your lips parts in a "o" when he clasps it on.
"Azul," you breathlessly murmur. "I can't possibly—This must have cost a fortune."
"It's for you," Azul smiles. "Only for you."
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— ♰  JADE
You have scary eel privileges'
It was not uncommon for Jade to come knocking at your door in opportune times of the night to accompany you out for a walk. You mentioned once how you loved stargazing and Jade hasn't let that go since. For he too had always carried a fondness for the night, more specifically, the moon.
It was constant, a repetitive lustrous cycle, and despite his thrill seeking nature, he took comfort in its consistency. Walks with you were the highlight of his week, and he certainly does not take interruptions from pesky little bugs lightly.
꒰‧₊˚⚗️☆༉‧₊˚.
The night sky above Ramshackle was littered with painted specs of sparkling stars, burning brightly amidst the gradients of blue and black. Jade had a firm hand situated by the small of your back, gently guiding you along the dirt path of the trail.
"It's so beautiful…" You murmur in astonishment, craning your head up to peer up at the canvas of stars. Chuckling, Jade tugs you in closer to slip his large jacket over your shoulders. "I'm glad you like it, pearl. I do hope it's not too cold?"
"Not at all."
Both of you continue along your hike, going deeper and deeper into the thick, dense forest. As you trudged on, a bundle of wild mushrooms caught your eye and you halted to a stop, recognizing the patterns and spots on the fungi in a book Jade had once shown you.
"Wait here a moment. I just saw those mushrooms you wanted so bad. I'll go get it!" Before Jade could even reply, you were already off, sneaking past tall bushes and prickly trees. 
Just as you were about to pick your first mushroom, a low growl interrupts you. Freezing, your eyes dart upward to see a Savanaclaw student towering over your form. 
He did not seem happy.
"Oya? You're that Ramshackle punk, aren't you?…I have to say, Leona let you off real easy after that little spy mission you did in our dorm." He sneers, rolling the joints of his shoulders and moving closer, backing you up against a tree. "That's all good with me…Cuz' If he won't do something bout' it, then I will."
Suddenly, he was drawing his fist back, aiming for you. The sudden shift happened so quickly that all you could do was flinch and hunch over, preparing yourself for a hit.
Only for it to never come.
"My, my," a familiar voice muses. Breath hitching in your throat, you peek up and see Jade looming behind the boy. The eel's hand was coiled tight around the beastman's wrist, clasping tighter and tighter until there was a sickening snap. 
"How foolish of you to think I would allow that."
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— ♰ FLOYD
You have scary eel privileges' #2
Floyd was a lot softer and caring than a lot of people would give him credit for. That or he just gives you special treatment. After all, the big bad eel found you endearing. You were his one and only beloved little shrimpy. 
You were the one who stood by him even when others dismissed him as strange or frightful because you loved and adored him wholeheartedly. So, he can't help but be protective of you.
Nothing will ever hurt you so long as he's by your side.
꒰‧₊˚⚗️☆༉‧₊˚.
"Shrimpy? What're you doing here?"
Sniffles and cries wreck your chest as you curled up on Floyd's bed, clutching his shrimp plush tight in your arms. Said eel was standing by the door, a look of shock plastered onto his features before it turned ice-cold as he approached your weeping form.
"My poor shrimpy…" Floyd rasps, tugging off his gloves to cup your wet cheeks with his big hands. "What's wrong with my shrimpy? Did someone do this? I'll squeeze 'em if they did."
The eel crawls into bed with you, tugging the plush out of your arms and slipping himself into your embrace. Soft warm kisses are peppered on your wet cheeks as Floyd coos at you.
Sobbing, you raise a hand to furiously wipe at your eyes before exclaiming, "It's Grim again! Why does he have to be so difficult?! I worked so hard for my alchemy exam, but it seems like he doesn't care! He's brought our grades down again!"
"It's that cat of yours again, huh?" Floyd clicked his tongue, thumb pressing against the corner of your teary eyes. He pressed a warm palm to your cheek, examining your face with close inspection as he slowly reached for your hand and set it down atop his beating heart. "No worries. Just let it all out, shrimpy. I'll have a talk with the baby seal later hehe~"
You sniffed and brushed his comments aside as you pulled away from the embrace, an action which made him pout. "…I'm not sure he'd even listen. Grim is as stubborn as a rock." 
"We'll see about that, shrimpy." Floyd scoffs, a frown on his face clearly visible as he pulls you closer once more.
"Yanno, I'm pretty good at alchemy myself." Floyd chirps, a dark grin slowly stretching across his cheeks. "I'm sure the baby seal won't mind having a private tutor session with good ol' me."
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— ♰ ROOK
This man WORSHIPS the ground you walk on.
As they say, "Before you die, experience the love of a writer, poet or painter. If you're lucky enough to be an artist's muse, they will immortalize you." Such a muse you were to Rook.
Though it would take quite a lot of coaxing before he could have the pleasure of having you as his muse, at the rare moments you did agree—Rook did his utmost best to do you justice on the canvas.
꒰‧₊˚⚗️☆༉‧₊˚.
Portraiture looked into the life of the subject, revealed what was hidden deep inside, and examined it. With his hunter-like manner, Rook was all too acquainted with this study.
"A-Am I doing this right?" You murmur, trying your best not to move around as you held a bouquet of daisies up to your chest. There was a cream-tinted dress draped across your body as you reclined against the backdrop Rook had set up.
"Oui. Such beauty in your gaze, trickster. Angels lurk behind your eyes." The hunter flirts, resolute gazed locked onto your flustered ones as he drags his brush against the palette. There was an experiment with the hues for a time before he blended a few other colors.
"I cannot thank you enough for allowing me to do this." As he'd found the color he wanted, Rook turned back to you. He took careful note of every nuance and detail of your glowing visage and committed as much as he could to memory. Rook knew he’d have to make your portrait perfect. He simply couldn’t allow for anything else.
"You're very persistent," you huff with a small smile on your face. "I had to cave in eventually, huh?"
"But, of course!" Rook cheekily grins, turning his attention back to the canvas. "I can't let a chance like this pass me by."
Time passed and layers upon layers of color came together to form the picture he sought after. Out to the right, spread across a lush sofa, was your incandescent form. And he surely didn't hold back on the details. The creases in the fabric, the curve of your smile, and the contours of the plush pillows scattered on either side of the plush crimson sofa all draw the eye.
It was a large painting that he had boldly placed in Pomefiore's living room, much to Vil's chagrin. Try as he might, the dormleader couldn't get the hunter to remove it at all.
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— ♰ MALLEUS
Princess treatment? pff. That's cute. No, it's queen treatment to him.
You had a bad tendency of rambling on about whatever that came to mind, often without realising that another person was in the same room as you. Even if you initially didn't mind this little quirk of yours, recent events have made you realise that you should probably curb your mouth-running.
Even more so considering that your partner, caring as he was, had a tendency to be quite…impulsive. Especially when it comes to matters concerning your comfort and well-being.
꒰‧₊˚⚗️☆༉‧₊˚.
Malleus was flipping through a catalogue of colour samples and scrutinizing each texture with careful judgment. Slipping the page into your hands, he murmurs, "This is all rather lovely. Perhaps a dark crimson will suffice. Or would you like this wine red dye, my dear?" The dragon looked at you, patiently awaiting your response.
Only for there to be none.
You stood awkwardly at his side, your cheeks flaming up with shame. Tugging at his coat, you rose up on your tiptoes and whispered quietly, "Tsunotaro…when I whined about it being cold, I didn't mean for you to go this far."
"Oh?" He quirks a brow up, "Do you not like these colors?"
"Mal," you utter gently, handing the catalogue back to him. "I don't really think we need to—"
"Young Master. If I may," Sebek interrupts, voice raising to a strained high squeak, "Please do tell. Why are we replacing every.single marble floor in the dorm…with carpet?"
Malleus draws you in his arms, all while ignoring the enraged stare painted on Sebek's face. "My darling's feet become frigid cold when they walk along the marble flooring. I think it's due time for it to get redone," he says while running his hands tenderly up your back and gazing at you with a ghost of a smile on his lips.
Sebek blinks, a strained smile sneaking up on his cheeks, "Well. I'm sure they can use slippers—"
"Nonsense." Malleus snarls, eyes flashing a luminous green. "How dare you even think of subjecting them to such a ludicrous act. Hmph. Using…slippers—How preposterous." 
"No. I think my way is much better." Shaking his head, Malleus turns back to the catalogue—paying no mind to the grief-stricken look on his retainer's face. "Now dearest, do you think burgundy would look good in the kitchen?"
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—♰ SEBEK
Carries your sparkly pink purses for you, slay king<3
Sebek was not a fool. The fae was well aware he could be a bit…much at times. And even if he doesn't express it, he really values your nearly infinite patience with him. 
The boy was awkward at affection, and this is especially highlighted when it comes to anything involving romantic gestures. Even though your snappy crocodile was hard-headed and stubborn at times, he still showed you how much he cared in his own little ways. Even if it were something as simple as carrying your sparkly pink bag around the campus.
꒰‧₊˚⚗️☆༉‧₊˚.
"You ought to have known better than to jest so lightly about Diasomnia that way!" Sebek barks out, a leather-clad finger digging deep into Ace's chest. However, as opposed to being upset as Sebek had anticipated, the ginger chortles, muffled giggles sneaking past his clamped up lips.
"Sebek, buddy." Ace wheezes out, shoulders shaking from the strain of his suppressed laughter. "It's kinda hard to take you seriously…wh-when you have that."
The Heartslabyul runt gestures towards your designer purse, which was snugly resting against Sebek's bicep, slung over his shoulder. 
It was quite the eye-catcher. The sparkling pink diamonds of its handle twinkled a bright brilliant white, so bright in fact that it was almost blinding. 
Epel takes notice of the logo and crocodile keychain attached to it and he perks up.
"Oh, it's one of those girly-lookin' designer bags Vil is always yappin' about," Epel points out, squinting his eyes to get a better look at it. "Ain't that the prefect's bag?"
Unfazed by Ace's mocking, Sebek scoffs arrogantly, crossing his arms over his broad chest. "Indeed, it is. As a knight-in-training, it is only right for me to possess the quality of a gentleman. Chivalrous acts like this are nothing to be ashamed of." He abruptly snapped his head over to glower at Ace, who was sitting rather comfortably in the cafeteria bench, crossing one leg over the over as he met Sebek's irritated stare. "Not that I anticipate someone like you to ever have experience with it.."
Sebek then rose from the table and strode boldly in the direction of your classroom, the pink bag swinging with each heavy step he took. Epel was leaning over the table, placing a shaky hand on Ace's shoulder as loud laughter racked through his body.
"Darn' right," Epel cackles, wiping the tears away from his eyes before turning to the ginger. "Nice ta' see someone still has sum chivalry…Unlike you, Ace."
The ginger visibly deflates, rolling his eyes as he mutters, "Yeah, yeah. We get it. He's down bad."
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luxthestrange · 24 days
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TWST Incorrect quotes#672 Loverboy
In book 3...after you all return after being surprised by the tweels
The Group lay down on the floor gasping for air more so from gunning from the two deranged tweels...
Jack, helping Yuu stand: -Shit, you okay?
Yuu: Y-Yeah, I think so
Deuce, from the ground: Oh my seven-
Ace, flat on his back: We’re okay too, lover boy!
Jack*Embarrassed growling at him*
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azulashengrottospiano · 10 months
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SUMMARY: You and Deuce go on a blastcycle ride for his birthday.
WARNINGS: None!!
COMMENTS: happy birthday deuce!!! you deserve all the good things this world has to offer C:
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“Am I going too fast?” Deuce murmurs, his voice breaking the comfort silence you’d found yourself wrapped in.
“No. It’s okay.” you whisper, pressing your cheek to his jacket, “If anything, I thought you’d be going faster.”
“I don’t want to overwhelm you. Blastcycles can be a lot to handle. Just cruising is enough for me if it makes you happy.” he hums, adjusting his grip.
“This is supposed to be your day, Deuce.” you chastise, tightening your grip around his waist, “I want you to do what you want.”
“I want to make you happy.” he says, and the lack of hesitation or doubt has your face heating up.
You find yourself unable to respond, your mouth hanging open and your brain scrambling for something. The only thoughts you’re able to process are sensations and feelings and him. His back is warm, you think. You lean closer to him as if you weren’t close enough. You can hear his heart beating, feel his chest rising and falling, and in this moment you don’t think there’s anywhere else you’d rather be. You shift in your seat, overwhelmed at everything, and Deuce gasps softly.
“Are you okay?” he asks again, and your heart squeezes from how tender he acts.
“Ah...yeah. I’m okay.” you try to relax, melting against him in the warm breeze of June, “I was just thinking...”
“Good things?” he perks up, voice hopeful and sweet.
You laugh like wind chimes, soul light and happy.
“If it’s you, it’s good.” you giggle, “I was thinking about how...I don’t think I ever would have found this feeling if it wasn’t for you. I’m grateful everyday for you.”
Deuce tenses up. You flustered him, and as endearing as it is, you can’t bring yourself to tease him. You’re just so embarrassed, just as warm, and you hope he understands just how you feel in the limited words you can use to express it.
“I don’t think you...” Deuce trails off, breathing in deep, “I don’t think you could exist and have me not fall in love with you.”
Your heart lurches, and you try your best to fight off the gush of warmth that drenches your soul. It seeps into you, and you know no matter what happens, Deuce Spade will always be a part of you, sewn into the tapestry of your life and hung up for everyone to see.
“Happy Birthday, Deuce. I love you too.” you choke out, tightening your grip on him.
It’s the only thing you can say in your current state.
And as you two cruise under the sunny sky, as you cling to his back and he lets you, as your heart pounds erratically in your chest, you know it's the only thing you need to say.
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cheapshrimpysheep · 6 months
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Sending Love - Part 1
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SUMMARY: How do they react to seeing you make a heart with your hands for them in the classroom? And how do they reciprocate you?
CHARACTERS: Heartslabyul (Riddle, Ace; Deuce; Cater; Trey); Savanaclaw (Leona; Jack; Ruggie) & Octavinelle (Azul; Jade; Floyd)
TAGS: Fluff; GN Reader; Bullet Points
WORD COUNT: An average of 180 words per character.
COMMENTS: Some are longer than others because some of them would take longer to reciprocate your heart. Or at least I think they would. And since I decided to write for all students and there are 22 of them, I divided this into 2 parts.
Sending Love - Part 2
I hope you enjoy 🫶
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CONTEXT: You two are in the same classroom (for whatever reason) sitting relatively far from each other. It was a class with Professor Trein.
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It's rare that Riddle isn't paying full attention in class, but for some reason, he decided to look at you for a moment.
You might have already been looking at him and you didn't look away when he was the one looking at you. Which also made him keep looking at you.
He had a slightly reproachful expression on his face that you weren't paying attention in class.
When you make a heart with your hands for him and smile, he blushes! And he diverts his gaze to the blackboard, in an attempt to refocus on what he should.
A few minutes later you look back at him, who was discreetly looking at you. He looks away back to the blackboard, but you see his hand, resting on the table, but forming a heart with thumb and forefinger in your direction.
After class, he'll give you a little lecture about paying more attention in class. And he takes the opportunity to invite you to the next Unbirthday Party.
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You look at Ace and he looks at you. He gestures at you, showing that he is bored.
You laugh softly and make a heart with your hands for him.
He is slightly surprised at first, but makes a heart with his hands back at you with a smile and a wink.
Chances are he's going to keep doing that for the rest of the class because he's bored.
Also, high chances of both of you getting caught at some point by Professor Trein. He will call you two out and the other students will laugh at you and comment on what happened.
Ace will defend you, saying that the others are just jealous. And the professor will have to shut him and the others up again.
After class, if the two of you aren't grounded, he'll continue to tell you not to mind the others, they're just jealous.
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Deuce always tries his best to pay attention and try to understand everything he can from the lessons.
But he can't stop himself from getting distracted by looking at you every now and then.
You see him with that slightly desperate face of someone who is having difficulties in class despite the effort. And make a heart with your hands for him, like a lovely "hang in there".
He is clearly taken by surprise, to the point that the colleagues next to him noticed him suddenly straightening up in his chair.
He will try to convince his colleagues that it wasn't nothing. And if, for some reason any of them try to insist, he will threaten them with something like "None of your business!"
He'll be so worried about not getting either of you in trouble that he'll forget to reciprocate the heart for a while.
When things are calmer, he will look back at you, waiting for you to look at him and, shyly, smile at you and make a heart with his hands for you, discreetly.
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Like any other student, Cater lets himself be distracted from time to time. And this time, he gets distracted by looking at you.
He is the one who starts, smiling at you. And you respond by making a heart with your hands.
That lights up the smile he already had on his face. He rests his elbows on the table and rests his chin on the back of his hands and in the most discreetly ingenious way, he makes a heart shape with his forearms. And still winks at you.
In the end, you're the one getting the most flattered.
After class, if you let him, he might walk up to you and kiss you on the cheek. After all, you made his day with that cute heart of yours. He wants to reciprocate in the best way.
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Obviously, Trey isn’t a bad student, but even he gets distracted from time to time. And he ends up looking at you.
When you look at him, he gives you a soft smile. You take the opportunity and make a heart with your hands for him.
He looks surprised at first and smiles sweetly at you in response. He surveys the classroom and notices that neither the professor nor the other students are paying attention to either of you.
He looks back at you and also makes a heart with his hands for you. With a sweet and somewhat confident smile.
The next day, you will find a small bag with heart-shaped cookies of your favourite flavour, with a little note saying "You should pay more attention in class."
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When you look at him, Leona is already looking at you, indiscreetly. He doesn't like the classes, they're all boring to him. And he decided that you would be the most interesting thing in the classroom.
He smiles amused to see you getting flattered by see him paying more attention to you than in class.
He winks at you to mess with you even more.
You look around to see if anyone is looking at you, and when you see that they are concentrating on what the professor is writing on the board, you look back at Leona and make a heart with your hands for him.
He laughs, not too loudly, but loud enough to get the attention of some of his classmates and Professor Trein. It's not that common to see him laughing like that. Not his usual sarcastic laugh, but an amused laugh.
Professor Trein asked him what was so funny that Kingscholar himself laughed? But he says it was nothing and the professor didn't need to worry, that he wouldn't do it again. In his carefree way.
Congratulations, you got Leona's attention for the rest of the class.
The next time you look back at Leona, he'll be leaning back with his arms crossed. And he will purposely uncross them to make a heart with his thumb and forefinger for you with a smile on his face.
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Jack is a good boy and he was paying attention in class. He's kind of cute looking so intently at the professor and the blackboard.
When he looks at you, probably because he sensed that you were already looking at him, you can't resist making a heart with your hands for him.
You see him raise his eyebrows and put his ears back in surprise. What you couldn't see was his tail wagging.
He looks undecided for a few seconds, not knowing what to do first: go back to paying attention in class or reciprocate you. Not reply you must be impolite, right? Or you might think he doesn't reciprocate the feeling.
As soon as he sees another opportunity, where no one is looking at you two, he will look at you and, as soon as you look at him, he will look at his hands on the table for you to look at them too.
You see him making a shy heart with his index and middle fingers.
As soon as he sees your smile, he will smile back at you and go back to paying attention in class. He will have a slight smile for, probably, all day.
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Ruggie probably looked at you because he was getting bored in class.
When you notice and look at him, he smile playfully.
You decide to answer that smile by making a heart with your hands for him.
His smile widens, turning into a small chuckle. He stretches out, bringing his hands behind his head. He waits a bit, to give the other students time to get back to focusing on the lesson, or anything else. And put his hands inward over his head, making a big heart with his arms around him for you.
You weren't expecting that, which made you laugh a little. And consequently, him too.
Every next time you look at him, he'll make hearts with his hands for you, just to entertain himself by messing with you.
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Azul is one of the best students in the school and for that reason he is also usually one of the most attentive in class. However, he’s not usually attentive only to the lesson.
He also tends to glance over the students to figure out who the next poor and unfortunate... I mean, the next student in need of his services might be.
And inevitably, his gaze falls on you. When you look at him, he smiles, that classic, confident smile that is his signature.
What he didn't expect was for you to return that smile with a heart made with your hands for him.
His glasses even crooked on the bridge of his nose. He quickly straightened them, using the hand to cover his mouth and, possible, blush.
But he cannot be indebted to you. He must reciprocate that.
Then, he recomposes his posture, checks that neither the professor nor the other students are looking at any of you, looks at you with his smile (trying to hide how flattered he really was) and makes a heart with his hands for you.
And don't you dare blow him a kiss! Or at least that's what he's thinking. Neither his pride nor his heart can take it
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Jade tends to be quite observant in class. Mainly to try to find possible "clients” for Azul.
Inevitably, his gaze falls on you. When you look at him, he smiles at you.
You decide to respond to him not only with a smile, but also with a heart made with your hands for him.
He raises his eyebrows slightly, in surprise, before chuckling. Then he makes a heart with his hands for you, just like you did, with that charming smile of his.
He did it so naturally and without concern for the glares of others that his deskmates looked almost in shock at his heart-shaped hands.
And then to you, with the look of someone who asks "Who is capable of making him do this?" And unfortunately for you, if you don't like being the centre of attention, it will attract the attention of other curious students.
If Jade starts noticing too many people for his liking looking at you, he will clear the throat loudly, causing all heads to look away from you.
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Floyd couldn't care less about that class. So he decided to stare at you. And, eventually, he'll feel like messing with you.
You will start to feel little balls of paper hit your hands, arms, cheeks... until you finally look at him. He was using a rubber band as a slingshot. He smiles at you, like a naughty big child.
You show him your sulky face for what he did, but then you decide to mess with him too, in your own way. And you make a heart with your hands for him.
His smile only grows. As if he knew he could count on you to entertain him a little in that class. To the point where he laughs out loud, not caring in the least if he caught the attention of the other students and even the professor. What happened.
Knowing Floyd already, Professor Trein warns him not to do that again and to contain his laughter next time if he doesn't want to be kicked out of the classroom.
To pretty much everyone's surprise, he nods, as if he doesn't want to leave the classroom.
He waits until everyone stops paying attention to you two to return the heart to you. And start a game that whenever you look at each other you have to make a heart for the other. At least during that class or until he had had enough.
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v3lvieraven · 1 month
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Twisted wonderland boys x sleepy!reader
Note- in this context it’s just that your constantly sleepy. But I didn’t add ortho.
Riddle-
Honestly he’s very worried, but also finds it endearing how you cling to him all the time. He likes the fact he’s the one you go to when you get sleepy. Makes it a very big deal to everyone around him when your asleep, telling them to be quiet or else they might lose their head. Generally if it’s during class though, he will try to wake you up or help you focus. But he knows you can’t help it at all, so on those rare occasions he gives in, he will take notes for you and scold you after. Your punishment is getting a full nights sleep with him.
Trey-
He loves it, often times he finds you asleep while he’s baking something for the queen. It’s always a lovely surprise for him to find you in a place he loves being. Many times he had to redirect riddle so that you were not in his line of sight, considering you would get a scolding session. There’s many times that he’s saved you from riddle in that regard, your very lucky trey is riddles best friend.
Cater-
He absolutely loves taking pictures of you when you’d asleep (if your okay with it of course). If your okay with him taking pictures, then he might post a few. But majority are saved in a private folder. He brags about it a lot too, and will actively make sure you hear him bragging about how cute you are. Even before you have an established relationship he would seek you out so he could fawn over you. He’s definitely like Leona/Floyd in the sense that he will use you as a teddy bear
Ace-
He’s going to complain a lot, and make fun of you. No doubt. He finds it annoying at first, but once you get to know each other, he begins to love it. He definitely tells you that he hates your sleepy face, but he has so many pictures. Also he’ll tell you that he doesn’t want to carry you around, but he insists even when you tell him he doesn’t have to.
Deuce-
He finds you so adorable. Beats up everyone who makes fun of you. Despite him thinking it’s adorable, he will make sure that it’s not a mental health problem or a health problem.. just wants you to be healthy in every way possible. Still, he defends you and makes sure to keep an eye on you so you don’t fall over or pass out. He may not be as affectionate as ace, but he will still pull you onto his lap often.
Leona-
Lazy ass lion. He has the audacity to call you lazy! I think you probably stepped on his tail, then when he was yelling at you, you thought of him as a stuffed animal because of the ears and cuddled him. You were too tired to realize what you were doing, and the best part is he let you. Now he drags you to the garden to be his stuffed animal. He gets very possessive and won’t let you sleep near anyone else.
Ruggie-
He also finds it endearing, although he doesn’t have much time to spare, he will coddle you and fawn over you like cater. But he expects something in return for looking after you while your asleep, often makes you take him on lunch dates. Teases you about your sleepy face but immediately starts pouting when you stop.
Jack-
He’s flustered, big strong wolf boy is turned into a needy puppy in your hands. Every time you cuddle up to him during class, whether it’s because the class is boring or because your tired and the room is cold, he always gets startled. You thought you were bothering him and stopped which caused him to be even more needy.
Azul-
His sleep schedule was absolutely fucked up. So your sleepy personality actually really helped when you whined for him to take a break and take a nap. Almost made you sign a contract to only take naps with him, and is still considering it. Probably asks you about it though, if you say yes he will be ecstatic. Due to his workload he’s often pent up, in need of relaxation! Meaning you are his perfect match
Jade-
Jade teases you all the time without relent. He loves it so much how could he not! But only he’s allowed to make fun of you for it, no one else. If your sensitive then he will try to tone it down though. I can imagine that he took you in a wagon while he was looking for mushrooms. That’s been stuck in my head all day, him just pulling your sleeping form around in a wagon.
Floyd-
He’s too energetic for his own good! Like I said earlier, he will use you as a stuffed animal. Hauling you around campus and really anywhere he goes while hugging you. Bites you to wake you up or make you focus and pay attention to him. He hates that he has to chase after your focus but it’s all worth it when your half-glaring at him but are too tired to do anything. It’s very cute!
Kalim-
Also is too energetic for his own good! Will scream in delight when you lay your head on his shoulder. But he’s a sweetheart about it, may or may not carry a pillow around for you so that your neck won’t hurt when taking a nap. Unfortunately that’s not very good when the teacher can clearly see the pillow and it definitely makes you stand out.
Jamil-
He’s more calm about it, he wants you to do well in school, so he might scold you or “monitor” you while you sleep. It’s kinda creepy, most of the time he does that thing where he stays there and cuddles with you until you fall asleep. That’s until he figures out that it backfires because now you wake up whenever he leaves…
Vil-
Oh dear, this will not do! Your hair is a mess, and while it may look cute like that you need to brush it out. He will scold you lightly but only because he’s worried about you. Rook managed to convince him to do your makeup while your asleep, he kept those photos as his wallpaper. But overall he loves you deeply, even if you constantly sleep on top of him when he’s supposed to be doing something…
Rook-
He will find out what is causing this. No matter what. It doesn’t matter if it’s a health problem that he can’t entirely fix, or if it’s just something like lack of sleep or insomnia, maybe narcolepsy. He wants to know if he can help. He still teases you, but that’s mostly to mask his worry. Will slip in little reminders to take care of yourself.
Epel-
He isn’t one to like cute things, but your the exception! He likes how calm you are! (I figure him as a person who likes either a very calm/tired person or an energetic partner. No in between) Honestly he likes how easy going you are, sometimes he feels like his life is too intense and you help level that. Draws on you in your sleep, but also makes sure you take care of yourself.
Idia-
Aw your so cute! You look like those anime girls that sleep all the time. Honestly he loves it, the only part he dislikes is when you don’t eat or drink because of exhaustion. He cares a lot for you though, enough that he will pause his game or let himself lose because you need something.
Malleus-
Lovely dragon boy, adorable dragon boy. He’s so in love, feels honored that you trust him enough to be in such a vulnerable state around him. That being said, he will make sure under no circumstances you don’t get woken up. Unless you need to eat or drink or shower and stuff like that. Sebek is prohibited from being around you when your in this state, specifically because he started yelling at you when you were sleeping on malleus’s lap. It stormed that night.
Lilia-
Aw you are so adorable! He could just hang upside-down with you! He’s done that as well, sometimes you don’t wake up and he gets all giddy. Almost dropped you… he scares you awake though, mainly because he finds it so cute with the face you make when you get startled.
Sebek-
I’m not even gonna lie, you arnt getting any naps in around him. It happens once in a while, those times are very special. It only happens when he’s sleepy or when your sick. That’s when he allows himself to be affectionate and cut loose. Mainly he will hold your hand while you sleep or he might play with your hair, but that’s about it. It’s not that he hates physical affection he’s just not used to it.
Sliver-
Immediately falls in love. If he’s the one that’s more tired, your stuck with waking him up and hauling him around with you when needed. He won’t object though, just make sure you cuddle him later to make up for it. Really hates when his sleep is disrupted but when it comes to you, it’s a lot better. If your the one that’s more sleepy, then it kinda depends. You’re either screwed or you’re being dragged with him wherever he goes. Says he sleeps better with you
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