#leona x reader
idiaia · 2 days ago
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sober-pepper · a day ago
Yuu: *stares*
Leona, smirking: Herbivore, you should take a picture, it'll last longer.
Yuu: I would, but flash photography scares animals.
Yuu ♪(´ε`) (-_- ) Leona
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writingfool001 · 2 days ago
Hiyah! Could I request headcanons for Leona and Trey and Jamil (seperately ofc) with a female s/o who is great at making Japanese food and snacks and shares them with everyone including their families?
Fem! S/O makes Japanese food and sweets
Author's Note: Everyone can be in the kitchen, not only women. If you think women only belong in the kitchen, then go away!
Pairing: Leona, Trey, & Jamil x Fem! Reader
Warnings: Female Reader
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At first, he would be napping then get woken up by you to try something you made.
He would say that he's losing sleep because of you, but we know the truth.
One day while at Savanaclaw, you borrowed the kitchen and Leona was napping in his room. You were cooking up a storm as Jack came back from his workout and you offered to cook something since he was curious about your cooking.
Leona woke up to a savory aroma and followed it all the way to the kitchen to see Jack eating your food as you listened to what he had say about it.
The audacity of your friend/his underclassmen
He strolled over and rested his chin on your shoulder then opened his mouth, indicating to feed him.
You gave him some, but after that, Leona would hang around you more if you cooked and would buy you some ingredients or cookbooks you wanted.
He would taste test your food and tell you if anything was wrong with it.
Teases you that if he dies, it's on your hands.
He took you home and found you spending your time in the library as well as kitchen, experimenting or researching new flavors to use in your craft.
Its safe to say that Cheka enjoyed your food to the point he would always ask Leona if you made anymore yummy food whenever he sees him either when at the palace or visiting Leona at NRC.
The Cooking Duo
Trey would probably ask for your help when he tries to make Japanese sweets.
Totally just for the assistance, not to spend time with you.
Anyway, you two would spend time together in the kitchen, even fi you're cooking food while he makes sweet.
He would taste test in the exchange of you doing the same of his sweets.
Will give you detailed analysis about everything but will also give you simple feedback like it's good to spite you.
You both do this to each other.
During break, he took some of your food home and within the week, he texted that your invited over during break if you weren't busy which you weren't.
when you asked him what suddenly brought this, he told you that his family ate the tableware of your food and were wanting to meet you.
You showed up to the house and was welcomed by a bunch of Trey's younger siblings. His parents told you that they wanted to sell your sweets as a holidays time treat in exchange that they'd pay you.
Agreeing, you help around the bakery and get to hear about how Trye was when he was younger from both parents and customers who've been around for a while.
Trey and you hardly had a moment by yourself without his family spying on you two.
Covered in flour at times? Yes.
When you leave, his siblings are holding onto you, not wanting you to leave.
Another one where you two would probably have cooking dates.
Would be straight forward with you if you ask him to taste test your food.
You both you exchange lunches with each other for the other to have a taste of what you both made.
Safe to say, Kalim and Najma were fans of your cooking if you sent any home with him. He has to hide it from Najma, espcially if he brings some home.
Would suggest different flavors to use in your recipes.
Just don't give him anything date flavored.
Enjoys when you make curry and rice for him to eat.
I could see him refusing to share if someone asked to try your food from the lunch you made him.
When the Training camp is over, he is immediately happy when he realizes he can eat your food again without Vil breathing down his neck.
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marsgod · a day ago
can i request a scenario similar to the scene in the movie where ursula takes ariel’s voice but it’s azul and reader?
how would their lover(leona, ruggie, jamil, cater) react to it? especially if they traded their voice for their own good 🫢
maybe their under a contract of has a life-threatening injury that azul has the power to heal because the staff are taking too long
⇢ Leona, Ruggie, Jamil, Cater x Mute! Gn! Reader
⇢Warnings; romantic relationships, gn! reader, azul is a capitalist<//3, fluff,
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Leona Kingscholar
Whoooo, Leona is pissed, pissed, and even more pissed. Leona hasn’t exactly interacted with Azul much, they stayed a fair distance away and just never really tried to make talk farther than a nod and maybe a “how’re you?” just to be polite, if Leona finds out that you “gave away” your voice, he was so close to just hitting you upside the head because what the actual fuck could’ve been so important as to give away your voice.
If he finds out you gave it away for his sake, to Azul? Omg you are fucked royally by him showing his semi-gratitude, him telling you your a dumbass, and cuddling, and you cannot deny it, because you can not talk<3 Seriously though, Leona will go to Azul and it’s on sight until 1. Azul gives you your voice back, 2. Gives you a better/more fair deal cus c’mon, that deal was bs, 3. Just gives you your damn voice back already.
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Ruggie Bucchi
Ruggie isn’t having it, he doesn’t even need to hear what you traded your voice for (though, he’d love to heart it) before marching up to Azul and giving him exactly 1 warning, telling Azul that if he doesn’t reverse the contract then he’s going to go through hell for however long it takes.
Ruggie is on Azul with no restrictions, he’d absolutely use his unique magic to terrorize him indefinitely and Azul can’t do SHIT because the contract with you prevented anything danger from happening. Azul can def try to defend himself, but Ruggie is usually gone, or staring with a smug grin.
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Jamil Viper
As soon as he hears what had happen, “listening” intently to whatever excuse you have for trading your voice. He doesn’t have to hear the rest as soon as he reads “Azul” and “contract”, Jamil scoffs at you before he’s dragging you to Octavinelle by the hand and going straight to Azul directly.
Listen, Jamil isn’t fond of Azul in the first place, so this isn’t really exactly helping Azul in this department. He won’t fistfight Azul, but he’ll definitely have a dignified conversation that’s definitely not filled to the brim with thinly hidden threats..
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Cater Diamond
Cater, who hasn’t interacted much with Octavinelle much besides the usual formality greeting and asking Jade for help with exactly one pic of a plant for his socials, he hasn’t exactly been buddy buddy with Azul. Not friends but it’s not like they hated each other… Until Azul pulled that “Stealing your voice” crap, you! The voice that literally sounds like the seven themselves crafted and edited your voice’s pitch to perfection.
Yeah, safe to say, Cater isn’t happy and would definitely ask politely (passive aggressively), but will then get a buncha different people (his alternative acc’s) to harass Azul’s accounts, specifically if it’s his official account.
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"I don't think that I could afford this..."
"Who says you're the one paying for it, darlin'?" He says. Tilting your head using a single finger that was placed under your chin as a smirk grew on his lips. Just as you were about to refute, the male was quick to shush you; cupping your cheek as he lazily drew his thumb over your lower lip, all the while parting them open to fuel his sick fantasy. "While you're at it, how about you buy a new shade of lipstick? Daddy can't wait to see how it'll look when it's stained on my dick, princess" Seeing your flustered expression, he let out a deep chuckle before removing his hand away from your face. With the intention to take you by suprise, he resorted into using his other hand to pull you right into his embrace, his gloved fingers digging into the plushness of your rear which earned him a good squeal out from your mouth. The dorm leader showed no effort to hide his growing lust as he recounted back the events that lead you to be in between his legs, swallowing his warm cum as you tried your very hardest to accommodate his size into your throat. It was cute to see you struggle, the way you'd look to him with glossy eyes as you try to convince him that you'll be able to take it hence the reason why he favours you so much
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yuusishi · 2 months ago
dorm leaders hc with a f/mc who was captured by a ghost prince and wanted to be his bride pls
Dorm Leaders with an s/o chosen for the bride of a ghost prince!
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Hi! As much as I want to do all dorm leaders, I’m not extremely familiar of a few of their personalities as well as my 3 character limit so I’ll only do the ones I know a little better!
pairings: Riddle, Leona, Idia x f!reader (she/her pronouns used)
genre: fluff
cw/tws: light misogyny from the prince in Leona’s part.
Note: The “ghost prince” in this post does not share a very similar personality with Eliza, I am not saying that she acts like the prince in this post during the Phantom Bride event. There are also differences in this post compared to the original event story because some dorm leaders were either absent in the event or part of the group that were stunned by Eliza’s slap, in the case of Idia it’s because he was the one kidnapped.
Riddle Rosehearts
You were out walking to the school store for ingredients with Trey for the next unbirthday party when you saw the ghost prince looking for his “bride”.
He spotted you and immediately ran up to you and declared to his retainers that he has found his bride and they dragged you off, Trey tried to fight them but a 1-to-however many he was no match.
Running to the Hall of Mirrors, he went to Heartslabyul and informed Riddle to which he was furious about.
Stealing THE Riddle Rosehearts’ s/o AND forcing her into marriage?! He was not having ANY of it.
Definitely informed Crowley about it first tho, to which he was given the same explanation of his kingdom being destroyed without him being wedded with a smile on his face.
It was…awkward trying to get you back, he needed to attempt to woo the guards at the front of the cafeteria just to get in, he didn’t even need to woo you like this.
He saw the prince presenting you to his retainers as if you were just some trophy and Ace had to calm him down from doing anything to the prince that might ruin the entire plan.
Thought about giving the prince a second death right then and there.
But he couldn’t help but swoon a little though when he saw you in the wedding dress that the prince had picked out for you, it fit you perfectly, the colors complemented your hair, skin, and eyes to a T.
He thought about marrying you after this whole situation was over actually, seeing you carry your dress to walk towards him with a smile made him think about how he wants your wedding with him to be like.
Leona Kingscholar
The audacity you must have to steal from Leona Kingscholar himself.
It was a weekend so you managed to drag Leona off his bed to go outside and wander around the campus, that’s when you met the ghost prince.
The prince and his retainers tried pulling you off him but Leona had a mean grip on you, the ghosts only managed to get you after Leona’s arm on you weakened for a single second. Taking that advantage they pulled you and dragged you away from the better prince.
Only told Crowley after attempting to get you himself twice and failing.
Crowley only told the story of the prince now and he was mad on how the Headmage never even thought of informing anyone.
Busted through the cafeteria doors with no hesitation and did not give a shit about the prince yelling at him.
“C’mon, you’re also a fellow prince, right? You must know the importance of having a queen by your side, like to have an heir or—” “Do you want to die”.
He made sure you were safe in the corner of the room while he helped the others fight Puffy, he was definitely even more angry when the prince realized his feelings for his guard.
Please give him more cuddles that night, he got scared he would lose you to someone else though he won’t say it out loud.
He definitely hugged you tighter than night and didn’t let you go until you had to forcibly remove him from you because you wanted to eat breakfast.
Not one to think of marriage despite his age, he just wanted you back that entire day and was REALLY grumpy throughout the whole situation.
Idia Shroud
“Huh? What happened to Ortho?” Idia said to himself seeing that Ortho was sending distress signals and using a lot of his magic which was something he rarely did.
Idia connected with his brother and saw that he was…fighting ghosts? And that you were being held by one?!
He is not going to let this slide, he may be a nerdy shut-in but no way is he just going to stand and watch as his girlfriend is in danger.
Putting on a pair of shoes as quickly as possible, he darted out of his dorm room to the Main Street where this commotion was being held.
As he came out of the mirror of Ignihyde, Idia bumped into his brother, his eyes looking at him panicking.
“Brother! (Name)’s been kidnapped! I saw them bringing her to the cafeteria, all those ghosts were strong and they just kept reviving every time I attacked them!”
Enemies that can revive themselves? Is the world being serious? Is he walking into a boss fight unprepared right now?
He peered into the cafeteria’s windows using small drones connected to his tablet, all he saw was the prince being all lovey-dovey towards you.
‘Hey! I should be the only one doing that!’ he thought, realizing what he said in his head the ends of his hair burnt a small pink.
After the situation settled and you were saved from the ghost prince, he saw you walk oh so elegantly towards him in the midnight blue dress that the prince picked out for you.
He looked at you in awe, eyes sparkling as if he was seeing the best view in his life, because he was.
“Idia, thanks for helping save me, that prince was a real bother trying to make me marry him, we all know who I really want to marry” you huffed in frustration at the memory of the prince.
Although he knew the answer, Idia still asked
“It’s you of course! No one’s a better person for me than you, Idia” you grinned.
He could feel himself melt at your sunshine smile that was beaming at him.
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mobbu-min · 2 months ago
☆ cat, kitty, cat ☆
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summary: In which an alchemy lesson went wrong, and your favorite housewarden is turned into a kitten. Now your tasked with caring for him.
a/n: i had this idea in the middle of the night and i knew i had to do something with this idea. anyways, i want a cat so badly, it's basically a need at this point. also, no idea why the hell leona's part came out so long compared to riddles???
characters: Riddle Rosehearts, Leona Kingscholar
!tw! cursing
*you can find the other parts here! -> two, three
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Riddle Rosehearts <3
“(y/n)! You gotta help us!” Ace yelled, haphazardly throwing the doors of Ramshackle open. Following him was Deuce, who looked equally distraught, carrying a bundle in his arms. Thick oven mitts on his hands and an apron covering his chest.
“Oi! Ace! What gives?” Grim complained, sitting up from his spot on your lap. Giving him calming pats, you got up and asked the gasping boy, “What’s up?”
“The H-housewarden…” he stuttered. His eyes wide with fear.
Moving to his side, you asked urgently. Already feeling stress accumulating. “What happened to Riddle?”
“I-i think it’s best if you see for yourself.” Deuce held out the red dish rag towards you.
Eyeing him suspiciously, you carefully opened the bundle. A gasp escaping your lips. Holding up the small kitten in your hands, you gushed, “A kitten!” Large gray eyes stared up at you and purred. Nudging its tiny head against your warm hand. “Awe! So cute!”
The two stared at you in disbelief and shock. Shaking his head, Ace wondered, “How is Riddle not clawing your eyes out?”
“Eh?” Turning to the kitten in your hands, you tilted it to the side and stared into its eyes for a long time. Your smile dropping the longer you stare at him, “RIDDLE!?”
⋆ Riddle is definitely the smallest of the dorm leaders, but he’s also the feistiest. He has the largest gray eyes that sparkle with amazement and wonder. Really soft orange fur, that holds a reddish undertone. Compared to his normal pristine look, his fur is the total opposite, and sticks out wildly. Much to his annoyance.
⋆ He likes to hang out on your shoulders. Proudly puffing out his chest. Another favorite spot of his, is your lap while you read to him. He’s a kitty of education, so he still tries to keep up with his studies. Which never fails to make you laugh seeing a small little kitten sit so still during your classes. Because you bring him everywhere, Riddle sees this as an opportunity to make sure Ace and Deuce are paying attention during classes. The moment he sees one of the two lay his head on his desk, it’s game over for them. He’s instantly on their head, scratching at them. Crewel, and especially, Trein are impressed.
⋆ Much to his dismay, he can’t resist the urge to chase around your shoelaces. For such a sophisticated person, his favorite toy is your dirty shoelaces. He’ll chase them around for as long as you’ll humor him. Though beware, Riddle has made you trip on multiple occasions by playing with your undone laces.
⋆ Purrs? It’s soft, almost inaudible. But if you listen closely, they have this constant soothing humming. It’s a lot like his meows, just much less feisty.
“What do you mean I was a cute kitten!? I was not!- Ah! Don’t laugh at me, prefect! M-my face is not red! (grumbles) Fine, I’ll allow you to tease me, but if I hear any of this from Ace, it’s off with his head.”
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Leona Kingscholar <3
Every Tuesday, you and Leona had lunch together. It was something you started to do when you were staying at his dorm. It just stuck and became a ritual for you both.
You were expecting to find him at his usual spot in the botanical garden, under the thick shade of the tropical trees, laying on the dense foliage. Sprawled out and snoring softly. Totally unaware of the world around him. Tail languidly flicking back and forth and ears twitching ever so slightly.
You were expecting that Leona. The arrogant bastard that made himself a staple in your life.
You weren’t expecting to see a small brown kitten in his place. Blissfully unaware of your intrigued stare. Crouching down, you set aside your bag and gently stroked the kitten’s soft fur. Its fur felt like the softest of clouds.
“And who are you little one? Perhaps a new friend?” You asked. Taking a seat by the kitten, you stayed silent, forgetting the lion you promised a lunch to, and stroked its fur. As expected, deep purrs verberated against its chest. You couldn’t help but coo softly. Enamored by the cuteness of the little being.
“There he is!” Ruggie’s voice caught your attention. Turning to him, you blinked in surprise at his heaving form. His hair in disarray and a large gash, not enough to scar, on his arm. He perked up the moment he saw your curious gaze, “Oh, (y/n)! You’re here too.”
“Yeah, I was waiting for Leona, but he’s not here.” You explained, gesturing towards the starry pattern cloth that held the boxes of food you prepared. Scratching behind the kitten’s ear, you sighed, “All I found was a little kitten. Cute, right?”
“I don’t think cute’s the way I’d describe him, but sure.” Ruggie sighed. Taking a seat beside you, he gestured towards the boxes. “Do you mind if I had some? I spent all of my lunch searching for Leona.”
“Absolutely! Taking care of Leona is a chore.” You laughed.
“Tell me about it.” Just as Ruggie was about to reach for the boxes, the brown kitten pounced on his hand. Clawing at his skin. With a shout, Ruggie attempted to catch the kitten by its scruff. Only to miss as the kitten climbed up his arm, “Argh! Leona! Get off me!”
Quickly, you caught the kitten by its scruff and dangled it in the air. Staring at it, you asked the disinterested kitten, “What’s your deal, kitty?” Setting it on your lap, you checked up on Ruggie, “Are you alright? I didn’t expect kitty to react that way.”
“I’m fine,” Ruggie hissed, rubbing the red marks on his arm and hand. “Sheesh, I guess that’s what I get for stealing Leona’s food.”
Pointing to the kitten idly licking its paw, he yawned, “That’s Leona.”
You and the kitten, now known as Leona, stared at each other. Lazy green eyes blinking before settling himself on your lap. With a little yawn, he fell back to sleep. His little claws digging into your pants, just like normal Leona would tighten his grip on you to prevent you from moving.
“That’s really all you have to say!?”
⋆ As expected, Ruggie left Leona to you. Saying he was too much work and that you already had a good handle on regular Leona, so it was a no brainer.
⋆ Leona is definitely the biggest kitten out of the seven, and by that I mean, he’s long??? Idk how to explain it, but anyways- his fur is brown and is incredibly soft. Like really fuckin soft. And he has the prettiest green eyes. Like pretty, pretty. Overall, he’s like one of those cats you’d see on the top of pinterest.
⋆ He doesn’t really play with toys and spends the majority of his time napping. Pretty much anywhere, but prefers to nap on or near you. He’s favorite spot is cradled in your arm or in your sweater/coat that’s tucked into your pants. Which is conveniently Grim’s favorite spot, so there was so much drama between the two. Total drama queens.
⋆ To get your attention, he does the thing cats do and shoves things to the ground. Homework? Papers are scattered everywhere, now he’s in its spot demanding pets. Cups of water? The floor was thirsty, now cradle him. Grim? Well it’s Grim, Leona’s now your cat sidekick.
⋆ Leona likes to hunt like any cat. So he’ll leave sometimes during class or whatever you're doing and come back and plop a whole ass chipmunk or big-ass bug on your lap. You’re confused and desperately trying to scream out loud and Leona’s smug as fuck. Now praise him.
⋆ He does that thing where cats will run around the house at night then jump on his owner. Maybe it’s his kitten youthfulness, but he hasn’t felt this energized in years and you're absolutely baffled that he’s capable of running.
⋆ Lazy kitten with attitude problems sums Leona up pretty well.
“-yawn- Sit down, so I can take a nap. What do you mean I’m too heavy? You did perfecting fine when I was a kitten, herbivore. Now quiet and let me rest…oi, be careful with the ears. I might pounce on ya.”
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arent-i-the-fairest · 2 months ago
𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧
crowley is (finally) allowing you the choice of leaving ramshackle to move to whichever dorm you please, but you’re still unsure which one to choose. knowing that, everyone is trying to win you over.
author’s note : out of curiousity— of the 7 dorms, which would you choose to live at and why?
part 2 here!
“so, prefect! tell me, which dorm would you like to move to?”
you froze up. you have to make the decision now? “w-way to put me on the spot..” you muttered under your breath, nervously looking at crowley who was expecting an answer. you like all the dorms! how are you supposed to choose just one?
“i’ll go with… heartslabyul? no, no, scarabia! wait, scratch that, i’ll move to pomefi—”
crowley put a hand in front of you, stopping you from speaking any further. “it seems to me that you’re unsure, but it’s no problem! because i’m so very kind, i will give you as much time as you need to consider.”
“thank you, i’ll be thinking things over!” you waved before exiting his office. the door closed and crowley grinned, spinning around in his chair and rubbing his hands together.
“and i will be informing all your little friends that you’re still uncertain on which dorm to move to— a headmaster must keep himself entertained somehow!”
riddle is stressed, brainstorming different ways to convince you to come. he totally might just make a powerpoint presentation on why heartslabyul is the ideal dorm to be in, which is gold.
cater is just acting like he always does. he feels no need to do anything extra, isn’t he charming enough as is to bring you to heartslabyul?
ace “you and me are best friends” trappola. he absolutely exploits the fact that he’s one of the people to you, if not the closest. he bugs you about it so much though, it’s almost becoming counterproductive— not that he realizes it.
like most other times, deuce is dragged into ace’s scheme. and he totally buys that it’ll work too! they have the same logic of “we’re best friends, so they’ll choose us” and they’re gonna die on that hill. of course, until it comes out that you don’t choose them.
trey’s just caught up in the mess. he’s said “riddle, calm down”, “ace, leave them alone— you too, deuce”, and “thank god you’re so chill, cater” so many times.
leona doesn’t put in a lot of effort— he’s already certain you’re gonna choose his dorm. he’s not overbearing, you’re given a lot of free rein, and though the dorm members can be pretty combative, he’ll drive ‘em away if they try to mess with you. why would you go for any of the others?
ruggie’s got nowhere near as much confidence as leona does about this, so he’s going overboard with giving you gifts, doing little acts of service for you, buttering you up with (sincere) praise, anything that might make you gravitate towards picking savanaclaw.
as per ruggie’s request, jack’s (trying to) act sweeter than he normally is, but he just can’t— it’s way too embarrassing for him. he just ends up acting like the regular old him. and spills ruggie’s plan.
persuasion? it’s azul’s time to shine. he’s a master at this stuff, but there’s one mistake he’s making— he’s being so damn persistent and borderline annoying about it! the number one way to drive away customers! unless you’re a fan of that kind of behavior, it’s hard to even consider moving to octavinelle.
but you think it’s hard to catch a break from azul? pfft, he’s got nothing on floyd. there’s hardly any breathing room with him, literally and figuratively. he’s squeezing you nearly every second he’s with you and it’s hard to think around him.
jade just watches from the sidelines. he’s restraining himself from laughing as he sees azul trailing after you like he’s lost or floyd glomping you to the ground. when you’re tired of their antics and manage to get away, he’ll pour you a cup of tea (on the house!), asking if you’re alright. he’s octavinelle’s only hope.
kalim is basically like, “i don’t wanna sway your opinion, BUT—” he’ll tell you the most amazing things about living in scarabia and how cool the dorm and their members are with the biggest grin on his face. he hypes it up so much it’s sounding like the perfect place.
there’s not a lot left for jamil to do is doing since kalim’s doing pretty much all the work. just to pull you in a little closer though, he’ll give you more treats (made by him) during the day, sometimes reminding you that you could have his cooking every day if you lived at scarabia.
now, vil is sure you already have your sights set on pomefiore— but he’s not gonna take any chances! so he sends rook and epel to spend some time with you. or in other words, advertise their dorm. he’s expecting to see you with luggage soon, asking where their spare room is.
rook is having a field day, he’s probably having the most fun out of everyone here. he’s reciting poems he wrote just for the occasion and practically throwing flower bouquets at you, all while epel…
epel stands off to the side, awkwardly watching rook. he freezes up when told by rook to “show y/n how much you want them to choose pomefiore!” and his brain malfunctions, trying to put together a poetic sentence. all that came out was, “i’ll.. cut apple slices for you..?” not quite what rook had in mind, but it’s beautiful in it’s own way.
idia is extremely anxious— he wants you to pick his dorm, but has no idea how to convince you into doing it. or even how to make his dorm look like an appealing place to be. he feels like the greatness of his dorm pales in comparison to the other ones, so he kinda just hopes a miracle will happen and you’ll choose ignihyde.
oh, malleus is dead set on having you in diasomnia, you have no idea— he’s pulling out all the stops, pulling so many strings. wins “the most desperate” trophy by a landslide. it’s hard to tell though when he seems so nonchalant.
everyone’s trying so hard, it’s amusing, lilia thinks. it all looked like a ton of fun, so of course he was gonna hop onto the “winning you over” bandwagon! he’ll recount all the fun stories he and his dorm mates have had at diasomnia! such as studying gargoyles, and training, and the horrific yet oddly comedic injuries had during training… you question if lilia is throwing you off on purpose.
sebek’s bugging you whenever he gets the chance, boasting about his dorm. diasomnia is the best dorm all around! not only do you have the pleasure of worshipping the young lord, there’s plenty of fun things to do— don’t mind the dark, intimidating atmosphere! now, why don’t you just go and tell the headmaster your choice already?
silver honestly doesn’t know what he’s doing, he’s just goin’ with the flow. when sebek sent him after you, it was a bit awkward. he just said, “you can protect malleus with us and take naps with me :)” and called it a day. is it not enough to have you completely sold though? ♡
you let out a groan as you slumped on top of your bed, grim following after you.
“these guys have been draggin’ you all around! they’re treatin’ this like war!”
“no kidding.” you sighed, turning over on your back. “crowley just had to tell them, didn’t he? now they’re all trying so hard, it’s just making deciding on only one of them more difficult. i don’t wanna hurt any feelings.”
. . .
“should i just eeny-meeny-miny-moe it?”
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rggie · a month ago
twst boys as babysitters
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characters: leona kingscholar, malleus draconia, vil schoenheit
summary: cheka comes to visit leona! instead of being a responsible adult, leona throws the burden onto you … and the poor unfortunate soul that happened to be with you at the time. tldr; twst boys as babysitters
cw: established relationship, gn!reader, crack & fluff, sfw. not proof read. wc: 1.5k+
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leona kingscholar
“oi, herbivore. got you something.” leona calls, dragging his feet into your room, hands hidden behind his back. “early birthday present. keep this one forever.”
oh dear
now you’re no stranger to receiving gifts from your boyfriend (though he won’t admit that he likes to spoil you) but something about his tone makes you worry.
surprise!!!! he raises cheka above his head, who squeals with delight at the motion, making grabby hands when he sees you. you’re his favourite person after his uncle leona, after all!
cue a moment of silence … you’re staring at leona, he’s staring at you … and cheka … is still raised in the air.
“leona, stop dumping things on me all the time.”
“but he likes you. take care of him for me.” which actually means ‘he’s disturbing my sleep and i need to get him off my back.’
you refuse, obviously, and propose that the pair of you babysit together. you’re meeting him halfway.
leona agrees too quickly. perhaps he wants to spend time with you—and okay, maybe he missed cheka too. the little brat.
there is something so endearing about the way leona interacts with his nephew
leona, who has an abundance of smarts and strength, is nothing more but a flickering candlelight when put against the blazing fire that is cheka kingscholar.
his power knows no bounds.
if you’re stuck with these two, expect a lot of play-fights
leona complains and verbalises very often how annoying it is, yet never bothers to physically remove cheka off him. he simply takes the hits, feigning pain afterwards.
“that really hurt. i’m tired now.” leona, be for real. just admit you’re a softie
but beware. if he’s in the mood, he might fight back. and leona shows NO mercy.
it doesn’t matter that cheka is a child! he’s preparing him for the REAL world
oh boy, here come the crocodile tears
when cheka is tired out, it’s time for leona’s favourite time of the day.
no, not lunch time, nap time!!!!
you know the saying two’s company, three’s a crowd? you’re spooning on a bed that’s definitely not made for three.
leona’s arms are strung loosely around your waist, his head in the nook of your neck
cheka is curled up in a little ball against your chest
it’s kind-of a squeeze, but it’s also comforting, their soft snores filling the otherwise quiet room
until cheka wakes up again, and this time he has his eyes on another opponent.
malleus draconia
you’re trying to introduce malleus to your favourite shows, and he’s slowly getting into them as well
in fact, maybe he’s teleported outside your door in order to find out what happens in the next episode of the said show, and not because he wants to be with you.
he rings the door once, then twice, then thrice, but you don’t show up
he knows you’re a busy person, so he tries his hardest to be patient. either way, he’s certain he’d wait eons for you if that’s what you asked him to do.
when you turn up with leona’s nephew in his hands, he …
well, he doesn’t do anything at all, actually
he doesn’t even ask about it. you guys just carry on and sit in ramshackle as if everything is normal.
like hello???? are we going to address the furball other than grim in the room or not?
cheka: *scratching malleus’ horns like they’re ears*
malleus: ???? This Is Fine.
the truth is he’s scared
he’s malleus draconia, a fae feared by all—rendered immobile by a child attempting to swing from his horns.
you’re shocked he’s just letting it happen… he’s just sitting staring at the tv screen as if nothing is bothering him, but his whole body is visibly tense.
cheka is a talkative kid, and malleus is fascinating to him, so he just has so many questions! “why are you so tall?” “are you really a fairy?” “why don’t you look like the ones in storybooks?” “are your horns even real?”
“i don’t know. why don’t you check for me?” it’s an invitation for cheka to go wild, to do as he pleases
except malleus is NOT smiling, so it goes unnoticed
cheka is like :3 and malleus is like : |
malleus doesn’t want to scare the cub away, he wants to chat with him! he wants to play!!!
but he lacks the verbal skills to communicate properly
he thinks back to silver as a young boy and finds a way to keep cheka entertained
“little lion, would you like to spar?”
malleus, no!!!!???
silver may have been training at a young age, but this is different. he was not raised by two fae.
despite your desperate pleas, cheka agrees.
malleus is grinning, a rare sight—its giddy and goofy and so youthful, you don’t have the heart to stop them
they sit crossed-legged on your bed with spoons for swords, violently clashing against each other
malleus is REALLY serious about it, though. he’s smiling, but he’s also teaching cheka at the same time
“good one.” “this is your opponents’ blind spot.” “you should try this on your uncle leona.”
you’re starting to think he’s doing this purposely.
but this is the most fun you’ve seen him have in a while, so you suppose leona will just have to pay the price of leaving cheka in your care.
vil schoenheit
why on earth is leona’s nephew sitting in pomefiore’s lounge, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed?
he has half the mind to curse out leona next time he sees the beastman, but then you appear behind him.
his frown and his thoughts falter a little. (his lips subconsciously pull upwards into a smile whenever he’s around you. it really is a bother that he cannot control his emotions better, considering he’s an actor.)
“did you bring him here?” he points at cheka, tone accusatory, but lacking any real bite.
all he wanted was to spend time with you. now he’s plagued by some child who didn’t even know the basic instruction ‘sit.’
upon closer inspection, he shrieks and moves backwards from cheka quickly.
“prefect, where are his shoes??”
you’re joking, right? please tell him you’re joking.
“so you’ve been having him walk around OUTSIDE barefoot?”
“he’s just … one with nature!” you laugh lightly to quell his anger.
he is not laughing. not this time.
Mother Nature may be smiling down on Cheka, but Vil Schoenheit is not.
his feet. his feet.
those feet have been walking all over the school, who-knows-where, and now they were padding across his previously immaculate carpet. holy seven, he thinks he sees the shape of a foot-print staining the floor already.
that’s it. it’s bath time, he declares, demanding you to swoop the child into your arms and follow him as fast as you can to the en-suite bathroom in his dorm room.
it’s already a battle alone trying to get cheka into the bathtub. cheka hates water, mewing, thrashing his body about and scrunching his nose like a bratty kitten.
but fear not. you’re lucky your boyfriend vil is an esteemed warrior in the sense that he has had plenty experience getting messy kids to behave (*cough*, epel)
get your tickets for Queen vs. Future King Of Sunset Savanna NOW!!! they’re going at it like it’s wordstar
once he’s in the bathtub, things are a lot more calm.
vil is … surprisingly sweet? his voice is gentle and soothing as he works away humming to a tune you’re unfamiliar with, assuring you that you can sit back and relax.
you’ve never seen him interact with children before, but you realise he acts as he does with everything else he cares about—practical and meticulous—although he can be harsh at times, he has good intent.
perhaps it’s the atmosphere of being around someone so young rubbing off on him, but he’s a tad playful, styling cheka’s hair in funny ways with shampoo. at one point cheka’s hair stands so tall above his head, it may rival malleus’ height. just kidding, but you get the point.
afterwards, he lets cheka use his favourite scented creams, as a reward for being good. the plethora of items displayed on his vanity was more than enough to make anybody with a penchant for self-care jealous.
cheka is overjoyed, his sense of smell heightened compared to you and vil, who were only human. the different scents around him are stimulating; he’s content having vil place pea-sized pumps of cream in the palms of his hand.
“smell.” vil orders. he waits for an opinion: “smells fruity, like oranges!” which is about as much descriptive lingo a five year-old can muster up before repeating the process all over again.
you had to stop cheka from trying to eat vil’s products several times
“yes, it smells like summer fruits with a dash of honey drizzled over and a side of fat-free greek yogurt, but it doesn’t taste like it!”
to anyone else it may have seemed quite strange, but to them, it was exciting.
at the end of the day, vil may not have edible treats to give to cheka, or the will to play-fight, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t care.
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tezret · 2 months ago
Leona, sitting on the floor with some paper and a sharpie: Love is a weakness. It’s an evolutionary mistake.
Ruggie: You’re literally making a valentines card for {Reader}/[Name] right now.
Leona, pointing a glue gun at him: You’re on thin fucking ice, Bucchi
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supremeshrimpy · 4 months ago
courting rituals
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Savanaclaw Edition
Summary: Driven by infatuation and love, the boys try and court you in their own way. 
A/N: This took a while to research and some interesting searches, so please leave a like or comment. Anyways, please enjoy the read. 
Characters: Leona Kingscholar, Ruggie Bucchi, Jack Howl
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Leona Kingscholar ‌ (Lion) : 
In courting, some lions will rub heads with each other. Imagine Leona helping you study in the library and while you are working out a question, he just lays his head down on your shoulder and rubs his head into your neck
"Focus on your work, Herbivore."
Male lions will patiently follow whoever they are trying to court anywhere. Leona following you around to the classes you have together is just so adorable. He'll follow close behind you and glare at anyone who even looks your way. 
"I'm only going to this class to get Ruggie off my ass."
Leona would be in LOVE with your neck. Always nuzzling his head against it, throwing his arm around it, etc. He finds your smell divine. 
"You smell decent today." 
Ruggie Bucchi ‌ (Hyena) :
So, hyenas are an interesting one. Hyena packs will always be very aggressive towards the males. So, I feel like Ruggie is scared of you once he realized he really liked you. So, whenever he approaches you to court you, he immediately runs away after about two to three minutes. 
"I think Leona's calling me, bye!"
Male hyenas will follow around a female they are trying to court. So, I see Ruggie shadowing you throughout the day. From taking you to class to studying with you. He just wanted to make sure no one else is trying to take you from him. 
"Here, use my book, shishishi"
Hyenas also try to impress whoever they are courting. Ruggie's attempt to impress you would range from direct jesters to indirect jesters. To be direct, he'd compliment you or do something for you without requiring something in return. Ruggie being indirect would be him making concerned comments about your health. 
"Your hair looks nice today."
Jack Howl (Wolf) :
Wolves are big on physical contact with their potential mate. Honestly, if Jack wasn't so concerned with people seeing him be 'soft', he would love to be close to you in public. So, he'll have to settle with touching shoulders with you while studying. Even just touching shoulders will get his tail wagging like silly. 
"D-don't worry about my tail, just focus on your book.
Wolves will groom their mate and Jack is no different. He'll fix your uniform throughout the day, redo your  hair if it gets messed up, and even do face masks with you just to make you happy. 
"I-it's so cold, do we really put this stuff on our face?"
Wolves in the courting process will treat  the other like royalty, and Jack is the same. Always offering to hold your bag, grab you lunch, and help you clean around Ramshackle dorm. He's such a good boy.
"There is just a lot of dust in here."
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twst-trash · a month ago
Oops, All Babies!
Also affectionately dubbed My Harem’s Children Came to Find Me in My Own Timeline!
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Based off of this drabble that I had no idea would be so popular. Thank you to the person who commissioned this second part and allowed me to crank it out faster!
Now a mother of 23 six-year-olds, you’re tasked with keeping all of their little emotions in check. If that wasn’t hard enough, you also have 23 fathers-to-be barking up your door in a dick-measuring contest to see who’s the most fit to be your spouse.
content: fem!reader x literally everyone, reader has children (in alternate timelines), sfw.
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Ambrose the 63rd doesn’t quite know what to do about Dire Crowley’s sudden visit to the Royal Sword Academy grounds. The students were spooked to see the feathered man rush past them as his cape swept the halls, striding past each student with reckless abandon. Ambrose’s office door is nearly flung off of its hinges by Crowley’s over enthusiastic swing.
“Lord Crowley,” he nods in the direction of the man, wizened features twisted with confusion. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”
“Save the pleasantries, I implore you.” He wheezes, winded from his walk up RSA’s seemingly endless staircases. “There’s been a dilemma.”
At first, Ambrose believes it’s simply Crowley’s flair for the dramatic talking- but the other headmaster is twitchy, losing feathers by the minute. As out of character it is that Crowley sought help from the likes of himself, it would be even more out of character for Ambrose to turn a blind eye to a compatriot in need. “Very well. What plagues Night Raven Academy?”
Crowley takes a deep, stuttering breath. The next word out of his mouth is spoken like a curse, as if uttering its name alone was enough to doom them both. “Children.”
Meanwhile, in Heartslabyul…
“Smile for daddy, baby!”
Cater’s photo gallery is filled to the brim with his child’s face, a perfect blend of his and your features. The boy loves the attention- something clearly inherited by his father- happily standing still or posing for the many, many photos his dad took of him. Cater scoops the boy into his arms and leads him back to the tea garden, where you sip tea and watch over your children scattered about the yard.
The Heartslabyul dormitory is more than stimulating enough for the kids, you have come to find out, as you watch Ace and Deuce’s respective children run amok. The boys are in a fierce competition with each other, constantly trying to one-up the other, whether that be who was the fastest or who could jump the farthest or even who could spell the most words correctly. You smile over your teacup at them, their behaviors mimicking that of their fathers’ all too well.
“My kid is definitely beating yours.” Ace pipes in from his seat at the table. The strawberry tart that sits in front of him has tiny finger marks from where his kid had ungainly dug his hands into for a piece, but he seems mostly unphased by the ordeal, shoving a forkful in his mouth while Deuce fumes.
“Hah? Wanna run that by me again?” Deuce starts indignantly, cocking his head to the side as if it were a threat.
“Drop the delinquent act in front of the children, Juice.” Ace snaps back, and Deuce backs down, his anger replaced by a reluctant grumble. “Don’t want them picking up any bad habits.”
“Yeah, yeah.” Deuce mumbles, looking softly at his child, whose running had torn up much of Heartslabyul’s once pristine sod. You squeeze Deuce’s hand reassuringly, still amused at the blatant similarities between father and son.
You shift your gaze to meet Riddle’s from across the table. It’s almost comical, the contrast between his burning red face and his collected composure. The grip on his teacup is far too strong for a person unaffected by the current circumstance. You know exactly what’s running through his head right now: these kids are breaking every single one of the Queen’s rules.
Still, with his own son perfectly copying his demeanor, from his posture to his tight teacup grip, Riddle lets himself relax under his son’s purposeful watch. He’s different from his mom- you know he’d be a good dad.
To your left, Trey is explaining to his daughter in his lap about how he made all of the pastries for the tea party. Her eyes glow, shining with interest as she surveys Trey’s impressive arrangement of treats. Unlike Ace’s kid, her fascination with the baked goods was less because she was hungry for them, but because she was curious about them. You could tell that she already had the makings of a good cook.
Ace and Deuce spring to their feet when they hear a loud thud from the other side of the hedge maze. It could only be their children. Even when going to save them, they look like they’re in a competition against each other.
Cater takes the opportunity to sit next to you, child situated on his lap. You smile up at the small boy, giving him a soft kiss on the cheek. Cater follows suit, kissing the other side of his face as well. The child giggles, clearly pleased with the attention showered upon him.
“We’d be the best parents~” Cater laughs to himself, ruffling his son’s hair, “Don’t you think, Prefect?”
“Not as good as me-“ Ace’s voice rings, followed shortly by Deuce’s protest of ‘or me!’ from the other side of the hedge maze.
“I think we’d be the best parents.” Trey pipes in, a charming smile on his face. “I’ve got a lot of experience, you know. Raising my siblings is no joke.”
“Prefect, I think we all know that we’d be the best parental duo.” Riddle states, to which the mini version of him nods.
“So,” Cater tries again, his boy waiting just as expectantly. “Who do you think the best dad is?”
“I-“ You sputter, not expecting to be put on the spot like that. “I-I have to go! Lots of kids to see, you know?”
And with a kiss on the head to all of your children (and, regrettably for them, none of the fathers), you’re off to see the rest of your brood.
Later, in Savanaclaw…
“Get off me.” Leona sleepily grumbles. “Now. Or else.”
“Not scared of you, papa!” His- no. His and your daughter exclaims, a toothy smile stretched across her face. She looks so much like you- aside from the beastman features, her tail and ears and killer canines to match. “Mama wants you to wake up.”
“I do.” You begrudgingly say, watching as the beastman’s ear twitches at the sound of your voice. “Get up. Or else.”
Leona grumbles but surprisingly gets out of bed. His daughter squeals, happy to see her father be dragged out of sleep, and goes to hug his leg.
“Damn anklebiter.” Leona groans, but he makes no effort to remove the small child from his calf.
Moving to the Savanaclaw common room, you’re greeted by the sight of Ruggie and his son play-wrestling. Ruggie lets his son pin him easily, laughing breathily when his son lets out a victory screech.
Jack is also in the common room, doing part of his daily workout regimen. His usual routine usually included a few reps of push-ups, and today was no exception. Except, of course, for the little wolf beastman sitting atop his back, legs crossed as his father worked out.
The Savanaclaw boys were all very physical. It makes you wonder about your daily lives with them, if you were to end up with any of them. Would your days be spent underneath the hot sun, running, playing, and training your kids to be in peak physical condition? You’re not sure you can handle all that. But the children in front of you, so happy and content with their fathers, makes you reconsider.
Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end, and the peaceful little symbiosis happening within the common area is altogether ripped apart.
“You’re delusional if you think this timeline belongs to anyone else.” Leona grouses, folding his arms in front of his chest. “I already have that herbivore wrapped around my finger.”
“Riiiight.” Ruggie says, rolling his eyes. “I’ll believe it when I see it. The Prefect likes me and my kid better, no question about it.”
Jack scoffs. It’s unusual to see him butt into arguments, but he can’t help himself from putting his two cents in on this particular situation. “With all due respect, Leona, I’m not sure that you’re the most qualified to be a father, considering your daughter’s been clinging to you for the past half an hour, and you’ve barely acknowledged her.”
Plus, he adds in his mind, I’m clearly the best fit to be a parent here.
Leona growls, but heeds Jack's warning and scoops his child up. Her eyes immediately light up as he lifts her. She really does look like you- and like him- which stirs something unfamiliar within him. (Parental instinct, in your lion boy? It’s more likely than you think.)
“Wonder how many times it took us for her to pop up.”
His statement dawns on you slowly, causing you to smack his chest indignantly.
“You’re disgusting.” You say, rolling your eyes.
“What? I’m just sayin’ what we’re all thinking.”
“I hope there’s a timeline where I kick you square in the balls so you can’t have children.”
Leona covers his daughter’s ears and tsks at you. “Is that any way to speak in front of our damn kid?”
Parents of the year, all of them.
Even later, in Octavinelle…
Azul’s kid is, regrettably, just as much of a crybaby as he is. In different ways, granted. While Azul could mask his emotions with layer upon layer of false confidence and business expertise, his daughter had yet to find out how to do so. Instead, her true and honest emotions come out whenever they please. It’s refreshing- the sincerity. Azul was surprisingly good at comforting her, though, talking her through her emotions in a surprising display of gentle parenting.
You can’t tell Jade and Floyd’s kids apart. It’s almost inevitable that their children would look the same, they’re identical twins, of course they’re going to look the same. But unlike their fathers, even their personalities are a little hard to match. Jade’s daughter has a lot of qualities that Floyd has, with her silly demeanor and take-no-shit attitude, even at her age. Floyd’s daughter, on the other hand, seems much more serious than her… cousin? Half-sister? The multidimensional travel was almost as confusing as the fact that they were related from both sides of the family. Ugh.
“Shrimpy’s gonna have my babies.”
You gulp at the implication of the plural tense, Floyd’s mood suddenly shifting and making the air in the Monstro Lounge unbearably tense.
“Now now, Floyd.” Azul chastises, voice low. “No one said the Prefect wouldn’t- just maybe not in this timeline.”
“Azul.” Jade says with a warning smile. “Please don’t talk to Floyd like that- we don’t know what could happen between now and then. It could be any of us- the ones that are still around, that is.”
You’re suddenly reminded of the fact that Jade is scarier than Floyd half of the time.
You slowly back your way out from the Monstro Lounge, not wanting to know what went on behind those closed doors after you left.
Later, later, in Scarabia…
To your surprise, Kalim and Jamil’s kids seem to like each other a lot.
You watch as they splash around in the oasis together, laughing and dancing and just having a good time. The sun in Scarabia was sweltering, unrelenting as your body sweats underneath it, but being able to watch your kids makes it feel a little better.
Kalim’s boy is so much like him- a beaming light of cheerful energy. If you try to imagine a future with the two of them, you can envision it being one of smiles and laughter. You can also envision the slightly less ideal scenario of having two Kalims around. Of course it would be lovely, but it would be draining.
Jamil’s kid seemed quite unlike Jamil himself at first glance, but upon spending time with the boy, you were quick to find out that he was just as talented as his father. Academically smart, good at dancing and singing- it seemed as though the kid was just like Jamil, but without holding himself back.
“I can’t wait for our kids to be friends in the future!” Kalim beams, oblivious to the greater implications.
“There’s no way that our kids can be friends.” Jamil tries to explain, holding the bridge of his nose to soothe the impending headache.
Kalim ponders this for a moment before lighting back up. “Oh! Because they’d be brothers, right? Half-brothers, because the Prefect is their mom!”
The shorter boy smiles as if he had solved Jamil’s riddle, to which Jamil just sighs. It seems as if he had resigned himself to let Kalim think whatever he wanted.
You take the moment to slip out of Scarabia undetected.
Later still, in Pomefiore…
Rook’s kid has the most uncanny way of sneaking up behind you. No matter how  aware of your surroundings you think you are, you most certainly are not aware enough for Rook’s child. Her favorite move is to ambush you from behind, exclaiming ‘mommy!’ as she practically tackles you to the ground. A hunter’s instinct is genetic, apparently.
Epel’s kid is tall for a kindergartner. It makes him both proud and envious at the same time. Would his kid surpass him in manliness even at age 6? These were the thoughts that Epel tried to shoo away as he played with his son, who was strong, too, he had come to find out. Still, when prompted by Vil, his son was more than happy to offer himself to the facials and makeup that came his way. It made Epel’s head spin.
Vil’s child is beautiful- of course he is- and completely idolizes his father. The three of you spend a lot of time watching Vil’s movies together, laughing as your son plays along to Vil’s parts, reciting them by memory. He loves when his father braids his hair, loves taking care of himself, and is hooked on a simplified version of Vil’s skincare routine already.
The Pomefiore students don’t outwardly discuss among themselves who they believe to be the father in their dimension- they all believe it to be themselves, obviously. That doesn’t stop them from talking shit about the other dorms, though.
“Well, all I know is that it surely isn’t Kingscholar’s timeline…” Vil likes to mumble underneath his breath. “The darkest timeline, that one is.”
After a short passage of time, in Inginhyde…
Idia’s son loves his Uncle Ortho. You can see so many similarities between the two of them, more so than him and Idia. The boy is an extrovert, for one. He had been socializing with the other kids from the other dorms, much to Idia’s chagrin. Still, if there was one thing that he and his son could relate to, it was video games.
It’s cute to watch them bond over the games that they both like, their eyes sparkling in the same way when presented with their favorite series, gushing about characters and gameplay and everything else in-between.
You are more than happy to sit in Idia’s room and watch them play, commenting here and there about their performance, and even hopping in to play sometimes. It warms your heart to see Idia get along so swimmingly with his son.
“I-I’ve run the probabilities through this algorithm I’ve created.” Idia suddenly admits, the tips of his hair flaring pink in embarrassment. “The chances of me- of us ending up together is 1 in 300. That’s only a 0.33% pull rate! That’s one of the most broken rates I’ve ever seen in any gatcha.”
He huffs, an uncomfortable wash of disappointment caressing his features, voice suddenly muttering. “Shitty probabilities for the good end.”
He’s muttering more about how he needs to ‘level up his charisma stat for a higher chance’ or something of that nature when you decide to stay just a little longer. You squeeze his hand and watch as your two boys- in some dimension- play games together, occasionally hopping in and switching out with either of them.
Eventually, in Diasomnia…
The inhabitants of Diasomnia are surprisingly cohabitual with their children. Given Lilia’s role of caretaker, it almost makes sense- after all, Lilia’s child is essentially Silver’s brother, and Silver’s child is Lilia’s grandchild… this whole thing really does make your head hurt.
Lilia never thought that he’d have a biological child. He had raised many children in his life- was still raising Silver and Malleus, essentially- but seeing the way his and your genes mixed together was fascinating to him. He loved that the child had your nose and his eyes and pointy teeth. Lilia would raise a million of them if he could.
Silver’s child is just as sleepy as he is. Most of the time you can find them passed out on the same couch, or lying underneath a tree with their head in his lap. When the three of you snuggle together, something you had begun to do when Silver’s kid kept insisting that you should, it feels so comforting- like you really could be family.
Sebek’s child is a clone of him, you swear. He walks like him, talks like him, and even worships Malleus like him. You suppose it makes sense- once Sebek is too old to continue serving Malleus, who would be better to take up his mantle than his own son?
And Malleus… Well, Malleus has been over the moon since he found out the two of you had a child together. He’s so gentle with your kid, and you for that matter. He held the both of you as if you would break if he held on too tight. He loves you, he loves your child, and he does everything in his power to make sure you know that.
“Papa?” The child pipes up, inquisitively.
“Yes, darling?”
“Where’s the baby in Mama’s stomach?”
It takes a moment for you and Malleus to realize what he had said. Two kids. It affirms to him it wasn’t just a mistake, that you had chosen to love him as he had chosen to love you.
Malleus’ heart couldn’t be fuller.
At last, in the Teacher’s Lounge…
Unbeknownst to you, two other children had popped up out of the blue and manifested within the teacher’s lounge.
When Ambrose the 63rd and Crowley return to Night Raven College, they're surprised to see Crewel already sitting in the Teacher’s Lounge with two young boys. One looks suspiciously like Crewel, his hair swooped over the same way and same intense gray eyes. The other sits next to him, wearing a handmade mask that looks suspiciously like Crowley’s own.
“Seems we have two more possible puppies in the fray.” Crewel says, ruffling his son’s hair in the same way you would pet a dog. “Isn’t that something?”
“Not from this timeline, clearly. No mystery there.” Crowley sighs, though a strange fondness for the boy overtakes him as the diy-crow’s mask slips from his face, revealing a shining golden eye, much like his own. He adjusts the mask- a paper plate cut in half with crudely glued feathers and a beak messily drawn on with sharpie- for his son, a soft smile taking over Crowley’s face despite himself.
Crowley sends for you (and all of your children and fathers-to-be shortly after that), and your stomach drops when you see two more kids.
You imagine yourself older, perhaps a professor at Night Raven College, teaching your favorite subject. Maybe you would’ve fallen in love with them by bumping into each other in the hallways, or reaching for the creamer at the same time in the Teacher’s Lounge. Before you know it, the kids are wrapping themselves around you, the same chorus of ‘mama, mama, mama!’ that you’ve come to get used to. You smile at them and kiss them on their foreheads before sitting down to listen to what Crowley had gathered you all for.
“I had to dig into the recesses of Royal Sword Academy’s archives for these, but I was finally able to find them.” Ambrose begins, fishing out three rainbow colored stones from his pockets. They shine iridescently, splashing the walls with prismatic color when they catch the light. “They’re multidimensional travel stones. They’re nearly impossible to find in the wild, and synthetically made duplicates are simply not strong enough to pull a person more than one-to-two multidimensional branches away.”
“We’ll install this into a specialized mirror capable of interdimensional travel.  These will send the children home,” Crowley begins, his gaze shifting to you. “And it has the power to send you home, too, Prefect.”
This hush is even more painful than the one that had blanketed your previous conversation about the children. They were all so caught up wondering whose timeline won out in the end that they hadn’t stopped to think of the alternate outcome- that it was no one’s.
No, not no one’s. Yours.
You reach out to Ambrose and trace your finger down the surface of the smooth stone laying flat in his palm- but something happens when you run your hands along those stones.
A thousand different images flash through your head. It’s a blinding light show of futures to come and pasts rewritten. Your physical body bleeds into the light, feeling every outcome as if they were written into your molecules. Every heartbreak, every joy melded together and crashed into each other and coursed through your veins. Is this it? Which timeline is mine?
Your body is sapped back into your physical form as a cacophony of voices call your name. Your hands reflexively jump from the stones, as if you had been burned, taking several steps back as you caught your breath. Your eyes, now firmly placed back into your skull, scan over the sea of worried faces.
Ambrose approaches you, a comforting hand rubbing your back, reeling you back into reality.
“They’ll take you home when we plug them into the mirror.” He explains. “We can do it now with the children, or we can do it later- it’s purely up to you.”
You look around the room, surveying the grim expressions of everyone around you.
“Well,” You begin, your voice pattering off at the end. Their friendship, camaraderie, and dedication to you (hell, to your hypothetical babies, too) were enough to sway your decision. “… It would be a shame not to finish the semester.”
The boys give their tearful goodbyes to their children. You really had started to love them as your own. Even people you weren’t sure would be attached to their kids were having a hard time letting go.
When the last child slips into the portal, there’s a sad empty feeling that wells within everyone’s stomach.
“In light of everything,” Crowley begins, “The Prefect will stay here until the end of the semester- and then it’s her choice if she decides to go home or not.”
And that invigorates the boys once more. No, they weren’t hopeless, they did have a chance with you- but neither would their fate be set in stone. They needed to work to prove that they were worth staying for.
And maybe someday, one of them might see their child, smiling up at them with all the warmth and love a child can give to their parents, once again.
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twst-shenanigans · 6 days ago
twst Incorrect quote #267
Kid Leona: “Hey, old man! I have a question.”
Leona’s mother: “Mind your manners, Leona.”
Kid Leona: “Yes, mother. Please answer my question, old man.”
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pyroxeene · 4 months ago
Eating instant ramen at 2am
notes: starting to write on my own whim for a while and this is the first idea I had, idk what this says about me but I have dated before and I can confirm that this is definitely a bonding experience
characters included: riddle rosehearts, leona kingscholar, idia shroud, malleus draconia
contains: character x gn!reader
warnings: none
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Riddle is....not amused with this idea. Absolutely not on board with this.
His mum didn't even allow him to eat strawberry tarts, there's no way he ever even got close to instant ramen. He was told fast food and instant food was the devil's invention
He's so sceptical. Literally looks at you like "We shouldn't even be in the kitchen at this time, we should be fucking asleep what are you doing to my poor schedule?!"
The reason he is in this predicament is that you couldn't sleep and had him resting in your lap but at some point became too hungry to even try and fall asleep comfortably so you wanted to get up and grab a snack, unfortunately waking your slumbering boyfriend in the process.
So he decided to accompany you to the kitchen because you could never remember which foods were needed for following the rules of the Queen of Hearts accordingly and which were fine to just snack.
He sat down at the table and his eyes wandered to the fruit plate. But you had other plans, opening the cupboard and pulling out two plastic cups with instant ramen.
"I didn't even plan to eat anything. Also is this your idea of a midnight snack??", Riddle looked at you with a shocked expression. "Not midnight, 2am", you argued, ripping the lid off the cup noodles and turning on the water boiler. "That doesn't make it better, you know", Riddle buried his face in his hands, "actually that only makes it worse."
You chuckled and poured water onto the noodles. Riddle is like "what are you doing why are you making two 🤦🏻‍♀️" and you just grin at him.
He's very conflicted because on one hand he grew up being told he shouldn't eat food like this but it was also a rule not to throw away food. According to your opinion that made it a loophole. Not that you encouraged him to keep sticking to his mother's rules anyway but Riddle had to take small steps.
He eventually begrudgingly eats them and noticed they don't actually taste as badly as he's been told. Still not healthy but he wasn't planning to eat them again anytime soon.
"This would get me into so much trouble at home", he stated. "So would dating me and you still decided to do it", you shrugged. Mrs. Rosehearts had no idea her son had fallen in love. Or overblotted. Or broken several of her rules. "You know that's different", Riddle pouted. "It's not", you argued and gave him fingerguns. He just shook his head in disappointment but kept eating, hoping no one would come into the kitchen who he'd have to explain this to. Then again he was the dorm leader. No one remembered all the rules anyway he could just make up a new one to justify this.... NO. What was he thinking? Lying about the rules was against the rules, why was he even considering making up rules?!
"You're a bad influence", he sighed, still wearing a pouting expression on his face but grabbed your hand across the table and held it in his own. "And yet you love me", you winked at him and he chuckled. "That I do", Riddle affirmed and pressed a kiss to your hand.
"We should add 'You shouldn't have an existential crisis over cup noodles on a Saturday' to the rules", you mused and Riddle just rolled his eyes at you but had to admit that this was exactly the type of thing that the Queen of Hearts would put into her rules.
He enjoyed the instant ramen but he would never admit that over his dead body
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Leona eats instant ramen regularly. He's kinda torn because yes, they barely have any vegetables but they also barely have any meat. But they're the fastest warm meal he can easily make, so they'll work well with his unmotivated and depressed mood.
This is a habit he definitely started after coming to NRC because at the palace the food was prepared for him by the staff. He was sceptical too at first because how could you prepare noodles like this in just 5 minutes but his lack of motivation eventually got the better of him and he tried them and found them acceptable.
Leona is very protective of you so sometimes when you remove his arms around you and get up he actually wakes up. "Where are you going herbivore?", he mumbles, half-asleep. When you tell him you're going to make yourself some instant ramen he just asks you to bring some for him too. You just hoped he'd still be awake by the time it was done.
Leona usually has no problem preparing easy things like this for you and bringing you food but nothing gets this man out of bed at 2am that isn't necessarily a catastrophe or you suffering in any way so you'll have to be the one to go to the kitchen this time.
Leona generally sleeps shirtless because Savanaclaw dorm is so warm and also he likes having you snuggle against his chest and feeling your warm skin against his, so you raise your eyebrows at him when he only sits up halfway and eats the noodles with a spoon. "This looks like a disaster waiting to happen." "Only if you're stupid enough to spill the fucking water", he replies with a grumpy tone. You chuckle and affectionately scratch his ears before eating your own cup of ramen.
Even though it's 2am and you're eating instant ramen he asks you "How are you enjoying your meal?", like you're in a 5 star restaurant and gives you a smirk.
If he's done earlier than you he'll stick his spoon into your ramen and eat part of yours as well and you just look at him like "seriously?!"
"First you steal my heart and now you steal my instant noodles, what do I even get out of this relationship?", you tease him and he presses a kiss to your neck and his tail flicks from side to side. "You get my love and affection", he says and wraps his arms around you while letting you finish the rest of your cup.
You're about to get up to throw the empty cups into the trash can under Leona's desk as he holds you back and places them on the nightstand and pulls you back into his arms to snuggle. "Ruggie will clean these up in the morning." "You're so questionable sometimes", you sigh but Leona just chuckles and decides to shut you up with kisses.
His kisses become more and more lazy until he's asleep holding you in his embrace again.
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Another one who eats instant noodles regularly. Probably even more often than Leona. If you like eating them, chances are this is already a ritual.
When Idia plays video games or watching streams until late at night, he often eats instant noodles when he needs a snack because it's very quickly prepared.
He keeps the cup noodles in his room and Ortho has a built-in water boiling function so you don't even need to go to a kitchen for this.
At some point you actually convince him to try and cook dinner with you but the only things Idia knows about cooking are from anime cooking ASMR's so he kinda fucks the soup up.
So you decide to just make instant noodles again later.
Idia has favorite instant ramen brands and flavors and sometimes you convince him to go to Sam's shop with you and he goes through the shelves and is like "this one is my favorite" and "oh they brought back the limited edition one"
He's literally excited to eat them
When he plays games or streams as well as when you eat cup noodles he lets you sit on his lap of course. While you wait for the noodles to get ready he places kisses onto your neck and wraps his arms around your waist and affectionately draws circles onto your stomach or thighs with his fingertips. Or lets you bury your face in his oversized shirts
These are usually the moments where you share some of your inside jokes.
Idia loves to stay up with you late and just joke around and share his passions with you. Man's thriving.
Excessively comments on the taste of the noodles like he's a famous food critic and you just watch him amused. "This one doesn't taste like it used to" or "As always this brand brings me a lot of joy when I play games".
He lets you try from his cup too if you've never tried that kind before
Usually finishes his instant noodles before you so he'll be clinging to you and placing kisses onto your neck and shoulders. Sometimes he'll nibble on your skin.
"Idia I'm eating." "This is eating with heightened difficulty level."
Idia is just super affectionate at 2am. He's used to your warmth and affection, he's not letting go of you just for eating, that'd be colder and less comfortable and he'd probably complain until you give him a kiss and let him snuggle up to you again
Also one who doesn't throw away the cups until the next morning. Or Ortho throws them into the trash. One of those two options.
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Malleus doesn't even know what instant noodles are.
Baffled. Perplexed. Fascinated. His mind is blown.
Malleus barely even sleeps so when he notices you waking up in his arms he'll press his lips to yours to wake you with a soft kiss.
You two hadn't eaten much for dinner because it was Lilias cooking. You explain to him that you're hungry and feel like eating a cup of instant ramen and he's like
"What is instant ramen?"
Congratulations, you just opened an entirely new can of worms
You tell him it'd be easier to just show him and lead him to the kitchen. Malleus holds your hand all the way and he's curious what you're going to show him.
He watches you silently as you take the cups from the shelves, boil water, pour the boiling water onto the noodles and stir. He's so intrigued. It's like that time he first took a car at Scalding Sands, he's just silent and looks at you with his surprised Malleus face™.
Convinced this is similar to witchcraft and potion-making and you don't have the heart to tell him that it's cheap, questionable industrial production.
He will go on and on about how incredible it is that you can prepare a meal like this and can't wait to try it out
Genuinely loves the cup noodles and comments on how tasty they are
When he learns there are different kinds he definitely wants to try them. Also wants a second cup of noodles right then and there because there wasn't much in his compared to how much Malleus usually eats. And how could you say no to his cute surprised face?
You can't help but chuckle at how confused and fascinated he is by this
He also asks you whether you're enjoying your meal like you're at a 5 star restaurant but unlike Leona he actually says this completely unironically.
He also treasures if you just talk to him about whatever crosses your mind while eating the noodles. He appreciates the casual atmosphere and holds your hand.
Instant noodles actually become one of his favorite foods and Sebek has half a heart attack when he finds out you made instant ramen of all things for the great Prince Malleus of Briar Valley.
Meanwhile Malleus is just pouting when he's told how unhealthy they are. He's an overpowered immortal dragon fae, this isn't gonna hurt him. Sebek doesn't comment on this afterwards. He respects Wakasamas decision.
Lilia is very amused by this. He's pleased that Malleus is discovering something so simple and human for himself.
Malleus wonders whether Lilia would be able to make instant ramen or whether it would just taste like his usual food
He also mails them to his grandma at some point
Definitely buys them more often now
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lilias-little-writer · a month ago
I have a request if you don't mind. What if the dorm leaders over hear MC having a convo with someone asking for the type of guy they're interested in physically wise. Mc's answer. "A man with a ponytail." What would the dorm leaders do hearing about this info
Oooo this is a v cute req! 💕
Kalim is definitely showing up to classes the next day with a ponytail. Although, he doesn’t view it as a way to try and win your affections. To him, it’s more so a way to show that he’s aware of your preferences and is happy enough to change a bit of his personal style every so often. It’s hair and he can change it whenever he feels like
Azul is also gonna show up with a ponytail, but it’s absolutely because he wants your attention. He wants you to see that he’s changed up his appearance and talk to him about it, but then he’ll play dumb and pretend that he has no clue what you’re talking about. If you compliment him on it, he’ll definitely keep the ponytail for the foreseeable future
Malleus is very intrigued. He doesn’t care much for his outward appearance and how others perceive him because of it, other than generally appearing put together and professional of course. But, if you’re so enamoured by ponytails, then maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to try one out every now and again
Riddle makes a big deal about convincing himself that he doesn’t care. Outward appearances are frivolous and he’s not gonna change anything to fit your standards. He’s confident he can win you over without it. Although, you might notice that he’s been letting his hair grow out for a little while now
Vil is offended at even the thought that he would need to change anything about his appearance for someone else. You like ponytails? Well, after he’s successfully won your heart in his own way, he’s sure you’ll find men with buns much more appealing
Leona absolutely doesn’t care at all. He’ll continue to wear his hair however he likes because it’s too much of a hassle to change it for the chance it’ll gain your attention. Although, he does tend to think back on your words when he puts his hair in a low ponytail for gym. He can’t help but wonder if you prefer low or high ponytails
Idia admittedly will try putting his hair up in a ponytail, just to see what he looks like. But he gets too embarrassed and takes his hair down immediately. It’s not like he leaves his room enough for you to even notice what hairstyle he has so there’s no point in trying. He will continue to occasionally put his hair in a ponytail and then remove it for the next while though
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cupids-chamber · 28 days ago
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CHEKA: Why does auntie where make-up.
LEONA: To look pretty.
CHEKA: But she's already pretty..
CHEKA: Uncle, you should wear make-up!!
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kyooshi · 2 months ago
Simp x2
Leona: fuck everything, shit's fucking terrible today. I'm going to shit on everyone's lunch when I see them and blame it on the children with disabilities.
Yuu/MC/y/n: hey
Leona: I take everything back, life is amazing
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