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#i want to have vil rest his chin on my hand orz
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Idk if anyone remembers this but there was a trend in ig where vids of ppl just holding out their hand out and their partners put their chin or hand on it. Can we get the dorm leaders' reaction to their s/o putting their hand out without telling them what they want? The dorm leaders don't know this trend.
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𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨?
author’s note : my friends used to do this to me all the time!!! and i had absolutely no clue what they wanted from me!! it was this ask that made me realize ajdjdkjd
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riddle rosehearts
it’s just a staring contest between you two for a while, both of you waiting for the other to do something. riddle just wants to know what you need so he can continue on with his house warden duties.
“you know, i really must be on my way now.”
you quickly slide in front of riddle’s path. “but why?” you ask, and his eyes widen.
“don’t tell me you’ve forgotten rule 683??”
“of.. of course not.” you lied, beads of sweat forming on your forehead as he narrows his eyes at you.
“.. just tell me what you’re holding your hand out like that for.” he sighs.
“oh, alright. i wanted you to either hold it or put your chin on it.”
“t-that’s what you’ve been holding me up for?” riddle sputters, slowly becoming red faced.
“won’t you do one of those for me? just for a second?” you plead.
“it’s nearly 3:00, i can’t—” he looks at your disappointed face, then lets out a defeated sigh. he quickly intertwines his fingers with yours, then stomps off 2 seconds later, flustered.
“thank you riddle!” you shout after him.
leona kingscholar
you caught him while he was super sleepy— like, 5 seconds away from passing out sleepy. you thought of pestering him later when he’d be more awake, but decided to try holding your hand out anyways. and you’re glad you did.
leona’s ears twitch as you quietly coo his name.
he’s barely conscious, and all he can register is you sliding your hand towards him. using up the last bit of his energy, he sluggishly lays his head on your palm before falling asleep. and you’re fighting the urge to squeal.
this probably beats whatever cold, moody response he would’ve given if he were awake, huh?
azul ashengrotto
his last guess would’ve been that you were wanting him to either hold or put his chin on top of your hand. see, immediate thought was that you were asking him for cash or something.
but you lowkey had him wondering if he was supposed to know what you were asking for. like, is this a common gesture humans do with each other that he somehow didn’t study before he came on land? you’re unintentionally making him question his knowledge.
azul looks up from your palm to your face. “what’s this? you’re begging?”
you stifle a chuckle. “i’m not asking for money. i know you’re hellbent on not giving anyone a dime.” you joke. he straightens up at the comment.
“how cruel of you to say, my dear! i’m not that stingy— i’d very much be willing to donate a couple madol to my beloved partner. but since that’s not what you’re asking for right now..”
azul looks at you expectantly, but receives no answer. he sighs. “.. well, what are you asking for?”
“this.” you reach over and grab his hand, placing it on top of yours and coiling both your fingers together. his composure falls apart with each second.
“o-oh, i see.” he coughs, using his free hand to cover as much of his flushed face as possible.
kalim al-asim
guesses everything he can. gives you a high five, does this little handshake thing, drops random items in your hand, everything. it’s super entertaining to see. but he does, in the end, finally pass when he rests his chin on your hand, stumped.
“i’m at a loss.” kalim says, nuzzling his face against your palm. “what were you trying to get me to do?”
“what you’re doing right now, actually.” you laugh. a look of shock crosses his face for a moment before he smiles, springing up off your hand.
“really?! so i did figure it out— unintentionally. but still!!” kalim exclaims.
“yeah you did! now come and put your chin back on my hand!”
vil schoenheit
it doesn’t take vil longer than 3 seconds to realize this is supposed to be some kind of trend— how he hasn’t actually heard of/seen it, he’s not sure. but he shuts you down pretty quickly. it’s the reaction you get most of the time when you try to do stuff like this with him; he’s not really one for entertaining your little games. unless he’s feeling nice.
“you’re no fun.” you pout, dropping your hand.
“i don’t know the trend.” vil says, toying with your hair.
“that’s the fun of this though— you don’t know what to do, so you make some cute reaction or something.”
“well, i’m curious. what was the goal?”
“you were meant to rest your chin on my hand, or hold my hand. either one.” you explain. he chuckles, inching closer to you.
“i see. how cute. well, i’ll make the kind offer of holding your hand now, if you’d still like.” —you quickly take him up on his proposal.
idia shroud
as he does with every situation he’s suddenly presented with, idia instantly starts to panic. s-stop looking at him so expectantly, will you?! he’s gonna start crumbling under this pressure!
in the end, he awkwardly places his hand on top of yours. you two aren’t holding hands, you just have them laying flat on top of each other— but it works!
“y’know idia, with how often you’re online, i’m surprised you haven’t stumbled on this trend before.”
“i don’t go on magicam or other social media nearly as often as i play video games. but even if i did, i don’t really follow couple trends and that all that romantic stuff.” he explains, avoiding eye contact with you. “.. but i could. for us to do them.” he adds in a voice barely audible.
“did you say something at the end there?”
“N-NO.”
malleus draconia
just instantly takes your hand in his, asking what you need. (he’s so smooth but he is absolutely oblivious to it.) and you’re stunned for a second, wondering if he knows the trend after all. lilia has been introducing him to technology more.. but you decide not to question it too much. instead, you just enjoy the little physical affection.
“what’s the matter, child of man? you’ve suddenly gone quiet.” 
“i-i’m just fine, don’t worry.” you quickly say. he’s got ice cold hands, yet they’re so comfortable to hold..
“i see. that’s a relief. what did you need then?” he asks.
“this, actually.” you say, staring down at you two’s hands. he lets out a confused hum, and you snap out of it. “let me give you context!”
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