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FINALLY, I return properly. Kind of. Reason I've been away for so long was because of insane convention season and also had this bad boy in the works. This is one of two commissions done for a friend. Hope you all can enjoy yourselves for the crumbs I produce. -SK
CONTENT WARNING: Blood, violence, depressed s/o, and mentions of toxic past relationships.
Your New Boyfriends Runs Into Your Ex
While Rook Hunt was one of many to find camaraderie in a den of villains, that didn’t mean chivalry was dead to him. Certainly not him.
Under his keen gaze, he knew that when a certain topic was broached, you would shy away instantly. Paled knuckles, a panicked gaze, and your bottom lip near to splitting open by how badly you chewed down.
It was like he was seeing a rabbit or deer caught in a trap, frantic with no escape. Though his heart had been trained to a perfect steel and not feel for his quarry, when he sees that look in your eyes, all defenses fall away.
The topic? Well, the worries of what the future held for you. Moreso in far off days. Would you continue to have your friends by your side? Would someone ever cherish you? Have a deeper connection?
For Rook, it was a no-brainer because of course! Who else was more worthy of adoration and praise than his dear petite grâce? As he would declare this in all his usual grandeur, a small smile would form on your lips, but that happiness never reached your eyes.
Doubt clouded that sweet gaze of yours. In its own way, seeing such clear eyes be veiled by sadness was heartachingly beautiful. Yet it was a beautiful scene Rook couldn’t bear to behold for too long.
When it came to keeping track of you, Rook was extra considerate. If one can call it that… In his mind, he kept careful track of those you interacted with. He watched your mannerisms, your dialogue, anything amiss he would file it away. But for the longest time, it didn’t seem like an outside force was troubling you.
For a moment, Rook considered that whatever wounded your heart was a scar from a distant past he had yet to uncover. What he didn’t expect was said wound abruptly appearing on a normal day.
From a vantage point, perhaps from a second story window or among the trees that dotted the campus, Rook had caught sight of you stone-still on your walk. Before you, an NRC student he couldn’t recall. He didn’t really have time to register the man when Rook had just attention all on you.
Your wide, hollow eyes. Your chest rising and falling rapidly. How you froze so perfectly under the gaze of this man. It was a scene Rook was all too familiar with. Prey terrified beyond its own mind to run, to hide, or even fight.
Your rational mind couldn’t comprehend what your ex was even saying to you as panic held you in its overbearing clutch. The world grew dizzying and just when you felt like your heart would give out, right then and there, a broad arm wrapped around your shoulders.
“Ah, there you are, ma petite grâce. I was looking all over for you. You made me a bit worried, you know!”
It was hard to look up at him as Rook’s hat was tipped just enough for the shadows to mask his features. But your ex needed only one glance for the role of prey to be forced on him. Green eyes with a gaze so sharp, so precise like a notched arrow perfectly aligned to fire, bored right into him.
It didn’t take much time before the ex backpedaled away with his tail between his legs, now only leaving you with Rook.
Rook would face you, gripping your forearms firmly. His expression, soft though. He called out for you, trying his best to snap you from your daze. When you finally realized it was him now before you, your body moved on its own before you could think. A heaviness made you fall against his chest. You shivered, maybe tears and sobs escaping you.
Rook held you so close against him. Like he was cradling a sculpture of the most delicate porcelain. As if one scratch or knock would crumble you into fine dust.
A single hand held the back of your head protectively, letting you weep as much as you wanted against his shirt. His chin nestled along your hair. You would be so blissfully unaware of Rook’s gaze. A complicated stare into space as his mind swam with many thoughts.
Rook always found beauty in the oddest of places. Yet for the first time, there was something Rook found utterly detestable. A vile image that was a blot in his picturesque vision and that was your ex, the source of your pain. But from that ugliness, he did find a most exquisite sensation. A drive to hunt. An unyielding need to protect you.
While he couldn’t spring into action earlier, his quarry was marked. A hunter is patient and he can wait as long as he needs to for one slip-up, one more attempt to dare get near you, and Rook would be sure to let loose a vicious arrow.
There is a tension between you and Floyd on certain days. While most times, it would be all fun and games, just him and his little Shrimpy. But Floyd wasn’t blind to the weight you carried.
It would irritate him on a dime when you obviously had thoughts clouding your mind. So much so that you fidget anxiously or not even pay attention to him. His sharp voice would call over the din of thoughts and you’d see the eel practically inches away from your face.
His dual colored eyes glared at you and a slight frown pulled at his lips. “Geez, what the hell is goin’ on with you!?” He doesn’t mean to be so crass, but to see his Shrimpy unsettled, it frustrated him.
Moreso that he can’t exactly pinpoint what was going on with you, that he can’t just squeeze it to a pulp and boom, no more problems!
He knew you had your walls and such walls took time to lower to let him in. Floyd had the patience as a waiting moray eel, but if he had the proactiveness to actually act upon his patience? That’s a whole other story. When it came to you, he just wanted to see you happy and unbothered. All reasoning would flutter out the window.
It may or may not have taken a lot of squeezing and thinly veiled threats to your friends for them to fess up information you couldn’t bear to unload on Floyd. A common name would be passed around, an ex from your past. Just the thought that someone else had their hands on you nearly made Floyd break bones if not for the pitiful yelps of your friends to release them in time.
Questions whirled in that skull of his. Why have you never brought this up to him? What did this ex do to you that made you shy away from him? Where was this scumbag now? All of these worries would bleed into his daily life and if it weren’t for Jade and Azul to straighten him out, he would have been throwing tantrums left and right.
It wasn’t until one day that all his frustrations would come to a boiling point into a final, satisfying crescendo. At least for him.
Work was to be done at Mostro Lounge. Floyd was on duty to be a waiter along with yourself. Both of you have opted to be in an awkward silence in your relationship and it was evident by how you both avoided one another, unsure of how to really talk about your issues.
Floyd had taken an order from a particular student, one he could easily sniff out as a rude bastard by his mannerisms and his tones. But if Floyd’s temper got the better of him, he’d never hear the end of it from Azul. He would hand off the order to you to at least serve drinks.
Everything seemed normal until suddenly a glass shattered. All eyes shifted to you who shivered in place. The tray rattled in your hands and below you a cascade of broken glass.
“Y-you…”
“The fuck…? What the hell are you doing here!? And look at what you did to my drink! You’re still incompetent as ever, tch!”
You wanted to cry, scream, run away. You felt so ashamed, being treated like garbage again from an ex you swore you’d never let walk all over you again. But at the height of stress, you couldn’t bring yourself to stand up for yourself. Pathetic, absolutely pathetic…
That is until a sing-song, nonchalant voice slid right up behind you. “Ahhhh, what a shame. I apologize on the behalf of our lil waiter here. They’re just nervous is all. Here~ Why don’t I make it up to ya? I can serve ya a drink right here, right now. On the house~”
“Finally, some decent fucking service…”
You looked up at Floyd and saw that dangerous glint in his eyes. How his pupils honed on the poor fool as his smile widened so tightly across his face. He reached for a spare glass that was left on the table, presented it with a flourish to your ex, and coyly said, “Readyyyy~? Watch carefully.”
Then, his hand flew so quick to grab a clump of your ex’s hair and slammed it squarely on the glass. The crunch of glass, your scream, and the screech of chairs being pushed back as patrons jumped.
“GYAHAHA, YOU LIKE IT!? IT’S MOSTRO LOUNGE’S OWN PERSONAL RED. Ahhhh, but the red comin’ from you? Pfft, it ain’t worth the shit under my shoe…” Your ex could barely register what was even being said to him from the glass embedded in his face and blood gushing from his nose and broken lips.
Hands covered your mouth in terror as you could barely register what was happening. From panicked students screaming to Azul and Jade holding Floyd back from beating the poor ex to a pulp. All you could really register was the horrifying satisfaction deep in your chest, seeing the one who hurt you so much battered under the hand of someone who protected you…
Leona has his own ways of caring but most of the time, if you cannot read between the lines, it may come off as uncaring.
He does care, but don’t expect a coddling man rushing to be your knight when you are feeling sorry for yourself. The last thing he wants to do is pity you as he knows all too well the humiliation of being pitied.
Instead he observes, he watches, he’s keen to everything you do that isn’t a part of your daily life. In sly ways, he tries to break your moments of dissociating. He calls your name sharply to snap you out of your funk and gives you a menial task.
Telling you to maybe preen his mane, join Ruggie on an errand, what have you. It’s better to keep yourself occupied than whatever is plaguing your mindscape.
Sometimes, he will even abruptly lean against you, his weight toppling the both of you over. Even if you protest under him, he will insist he’s really tired and just wants something warm beside him to help him sleep. In truth, it’s just another way to stop your self-deprecating thoughts.
Though he will speak up in annoyance if your depressed thoughts start to bleed into your relationship. It will sting, but he means well. He tells you gruffly that he’s not in the mood to lay next to baggage. He wants only his partner, dammit.
You may argue, you may not, it depends on how you react but at the end of it, one way or another, you’re going to have to face him and this problem that hangs over you.
If you take time before approaching him or spill everything in one go, he will wait patiently and listen. But cowardice by running away he won’t accept and would want answers promptly.
One way or another, the truth has to come from you and you explain the thoughts that coil around you like a petulant serpent. A name and face that digs into your chest horribly. Your ex and the ways he has hurt you in many ways.
Leona listens stoically, letting you share your story before acknowledging and commending the strength it took for you to finally admit this. He knows all too well the pains of the past, he shares in your frustrations. But the past stays in the past for a reason.
Now it’s you and him now. You define yourselves here in the present. If anyone says otherwise? Well, he’d like to see them try.
Who would have known that such a time would come so soon when one day, someone had the gall to start harassing you right in the Savanaclaw dorm.
That same face that always lingered around you like a ghost was here right now in the flesh, taunting you at the edges of the Spelldrive field. Your ex sneered at you, wondering what the hell you were doing around here during his practice hours. Had the nerve to accuse you of stalking him despite your split.
Your anger boiled your blood, your face flushed. Your nerves alighted with a burning fury that made the dorm’s dry heat pale in comparison. But your body did not respond to you. Your throat froze despite wanting to curse and yell out at your ex.
What neither you expected though while your mouth gasped for something, anything to throw at this scumbag, was a lion’s roar peeling across the field. A shadow loomed over your ex and both of you looked up to a silhouette blocking the sun and a pair of piercing green eyes.
Astride his broom, Leona stared squarely at the ex. “For a minute, I thought I heard annoying squawks from a mangy vulture, but now I just see a whelp. Having the nerve to approach my partner…”
Without missing a beat, Leona lowered himself to the ground and sauntered right over to your ex. Your ex tried to stand his ground but anyone could tell he was practically shaking in his spot.
“So.... What were you two talking about?”
It was such a simple question. So trivial. But the way Leona spoke each word, it was like a pair of hungry jaws were ready to snap behind every syllable. He dared for your ex to slip up.
“N-nothing… Nothing at all… I was l-leaving…”
“Hooo?” Leona’s tail whipped behind him in amusement. “So you just waltzed up to my partner and gawked at them? Nothing left your useless, flapping gums? I can hardly believe that.”
Leona’s knuckles cracked as he flexed his hand and for a quick second, you swore you saw wind and dust particles gather between his finger tips. The air felt still and you heard your ex gulp audibly from a dry throat. Then, a sudden calmness.
“But if you were just about to leave, then by all means, scurry along. I hate people wasting my time.”
To which your ex immediately did, turning on his heel, so close to make a run for it. Then, like a giant paw slamming atop a helpless mouse, Leona’s hand roughly grabbed his shoulder and stopped him.
“A warning since I’m feeling so generous today… Don’t ever let me catch you near them again. Ya hear me? Or else, I’ll make you a nice addition to the scenery. We could always add more sand and bones.” Leona cracked a toothy smirk with darkness in his eyes. His fangs glinted in the sun and it was then you truly realized the fierce lion you had taken in as your boyfriend.
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I gently brushed a strand of hair out of her face. She grinned at me. Her eyes, the colour of honey and rich chocolate, stared deep into my soul. She saw me. I leaned forward, closing the distance between her lips and mine.
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Fluffy
Speedran this fic, not gonna lie. But the filthy Octavinelle lover in me had to do it. For context this is based off my AU of Cat Shifters! In which Azul just happens to be a shapeshifter and can turn into a man or a cat, who happens to be your pet. Without further ado though, enjoy the fic and happy birthday to Azul!!! -Shopkeep
Morning would greet you not through the scent of coffee or sunlight illuminating your window, but through something pressing hard against your stomach with the barest of scratches. You blinked the sleep from your eyes to get your bearings. You immediately glanced down to your stomach to see a sea of silvery fur. You sighed deeply.
“Azul…”
A trill responded instantly and Azul turned his little face to gaze at you. Blue eyes that could rival a sunny day’s sky regarded you with the utmost attention. You had to hide a chuckle behind your fist at his lightning reaction whenever it came to you.
“I appreciate you waking me up at a reasonable time, but maybe next time, you could try and wake me without using claws,” you pleaded softly. At this Azul withdrew his paws underneath his fluff and mewed softly in a saddened tone. You quickly reached out to scratch his chin in reassurance, feeling an instant pang of guilt.
“No, no, buddy, I’m not mad or anything. I appreciate you making biscuits but I wish I was made of thicker skin to take all your kneading, haha!” You sat upright at this point, now moving to start your day. With a yawn, you grabbed your phone from your nightstand to look at the time and any missed notifications. However, something else caught your attention immediately. The date, February 24th. Instantly your mind was taken back to a very special day. The day you found a scrawny little kitten abandoned on the side of an empty street. You had your doubts if that kitten would survive, with the many parasites that riddled his body and his sickly demeanor. Yet here that kitten was, all grown up and having turned into a beautiful Ragdoll that was the envy of every cat show you took him to.
You were a little saddened that you truly didn’t know his birthday but finding him on that day was the next best thing to celebrate. An idea then popped into your mind. You shuffled to your wardrobe and began to throw on a quick outfit. Seeing you do this motion, Azul instantly stood up and meowed in protest.
“Now don’t be like that, Azul. It’s only for a quick walk. I’ll be right back, you won’t even feel like I was gone,” again, more meows argued with you. You turned around to give the cat a quick kiss on the forehead before bolting for the door. You knew Azul would race with you to try and stop you from leaving but this was for an important mission! You tried your best to ignore the saddened yowls from your front door as you closed it shut. You raced off, hoping you can make record time to get what you needed and come back so Azul wouldn’t be too heartbroken by himself.
You recalled that not far away from your home a certain bakery could be found. Clover Bakery you think it was called? You must have looked like a bread fanatic with how quickly you scanned the shelves and grabbed whatever looked the nicest to you. Cream breads, croissants, sugary doughnuts all went flying into your little basket. You were about to pay for your haul when something caught your eye. In the display window, individual slices of cakes sat in an array of colors and flavors. Your eyes lingered on a piece of white frosted cake adorned with the fluffiest whipped cream and a blueberry. Your mind could only conjure up a certain feline and instantly, you piped up to the one behind the counter for a slice.
Back at your home, Azul was in a morose state, already trudging over to his favorite bed. An oversized purple shell pillow. Granted he never really used the darned thing when he thought the best place to nap was by your side. But it would do for now as a good place to wallow. Not even a paw was placed on the bed as his ears perked up at the door unlocking and your footsteps came in.
“Azuuuuul!” You called and like a bullet, the silvery cat ran up to your feet and meowed with his whole chest in greeting. He circled your legs, rubbing up against them with all his might and could not stop moving in excitement. How long were you even gone? 15-20 minutes at max? You really needed to get this little guy a friend, but that was a thought for another time. You carried the bag filled with your spoils to the kitchen table then smiled at Azul.
“Hey, why don’t you go into the room, get dressed, and come back? I wanna surprise you with something,” you teased.
Azul looked up at you curiously with a tilt of his head, but didn’t question your request. He scurried off back into your room, time passed, and instead of quiet paws stepping back in, you heard footsteps. You looked back and where once was your cute Ragdoll now a handsome man stood. Familiar soft ears perched atop his head and behind him, a fluffy feather duster tail swayed. From his neck, a recognizable purple bowtie collar sat with a bell. No mistake, it was still Azul here with you. He carefully approached you, still wondering why you had asked him to come out in this form.
“Master?”
“Ta-dah!” You moved aside and revealed the dinner table. Strewn about it were all sorts of baked goods still fresh in their wrappers and the blueberry cake slice as the centerpiece. Azul blinked, looked at you, then back at the spread before him.
“What is all this?”
“It’s for you, silly! To celebrate your birthday!”
His ear flicked at this. “Birthday…?”
“Well technically not your real birthday cuz I have no idea when you were actually born. So let’s celebrate instead the day I first found you.”
Azul’s expression softened at this and his hand reached up to clutch at his shirt a little. Like his heart was about to burst from such a sweet gesture. “Thank you… I never had a birthday before. I mean, why would a cat need it? Ah, but this is really nice,” he spoke in such a soft tone. You couldn’t help but to melt a little at his words and you approached him, taking him tightly in your arms. You reached to lightly stroke his hair and nuzzled against him, basking in the warmth you knew so well when he curled against you as a cat.
“You’re not just a cat, Azul. You’re more than that and very special to me, okay?”
You felt Azul’s chest rise up and down with a chuckle followed by the faintest of purrs. “Okay,” he sighed.
“Alright, now c’mon! Let’s eat all this good stuff! I won’t be satisfied until you have your fill!” And so you both did, sitting close together at the table to indulge in the baked treats. Fluffy bread on your tongue, a fluffy tail that curled around your hip, and watching Azul happily chew on a fluffy piece of cake. That was your mood for this morning on Azul’s birthday. A whole lot of fluff in your heart.
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And They Shared A Bed
A scenario in which Yuu is willing to share their bed with a needy Ace after he gets kicked out the dorm for eating a certain tart.
Content: Ace x GN!Yuu, Fluff
“Just let me stay with you, Prefect! I’m real slim. I won’t take up much space!” Were the words that tumbled out of Ace without the slightest hesitation. It was something that honestly caught Yuu off-guard. With a personality like Ace’s, Yuu thought that he’d be the last person to want to share a bed.
Though with the sorry state the guy was in, it looked like Ace was going to take whatever comfort he could get. Yuu ruffled the hairs on the back of their head awkwardly. It wasn’t like bed-sharing was scandalous for them, they’ve had sleepovers before where friends had to lay next to them. But they literally just met the guy this morning! Hell, how they even met was because of Ace being a jerk! As much as Yuu tried to reason with themself, their resolve crumbled when Ace threw them a shameless puppy-eyed look. His cherry red eyes practically gleamed for Yuu to reconsider.
Yuu sighed in defeat, their shoulders slumped. “Alright, alright, enough of that, Trappola. You can crash with me in my room….”
Ace did a little fist pump of victory while Grim bit back a yowl. “Henchman, you can’t be serious!? We don’t have enough space on our bed!”
“Oh yes, we do! More than enough! You would know that especially, right, Mr. Bed Hogger?” Yuu grumbled.
At that, Grim shut his mouth with a small “Geh…” and his ears flattened in defeat. A look that certainly had Ace chuckling and earned an immediate stink eye from the feline.
“Alright, c’mon. I’ll take you upstairs and you can freshen up before bed.”
“Yeeeees~! Thank you so much, benevolent Ramshackle Prefect! Your kindness knows no bounds!” Ace sang in mock-praise and Yuu immediately started to question their choice.
Past the dusty stairway and behind a rather creaky door, Ace would follow Yuu right into their bedroom. It looked to be the biggest place out of all Ramshackle with a pretty large bed, ample space, and even a fireplace being situated against one wall. Though with the sorry state it was in, Ace doubted it would be providing warmth anytime soon. Speaking of warm, Ace was already starting to feel the woes Grim and Yuu had to face living in this dump of a building. Even with his uniform jacket on, a chill shuddered through him and he rubbed his arms.
“Geez, how do you even sleep here at night? Grim I can understand cuz he’s a furball, but you? You don’t even look like you’re wearing heavy pajamas.”
“I am not a furball!” Grim exclaimed while he was in the middle of hoisting his favorite pillow to the foot of the bed. Before he could get himself more riled, Yuu quickly settled the monster cat down and patted his back to get him to sleep.
“Eh, I tend to run warm usually. Sorry I can’t do much given how we’re stuck with,” they gestured vaguely to their surroundings, “--this. I’d offer you more blankets if most of them weren’t shredded by moths…”
Ace sighed, his posture slumped a bit. “Ah well, beggars can’t be choosers. I’m gonna use your bathroom then,” with that, the auburn-haired teen trudged off. Fortunately, hot water still ran through Ramshackle’s pipes, which was a bit of a surprise on Ace’s part. However, even while he tried to wash his face and hair with the warm water, the comfort would be fleeting once he stepped back into the chilly bedroom. Yuu was getting themself comfortable and Grim was knocked out immediately, snoring peacefully with drool dribbling down his chin. Ace wrinkled his nose at Grim’s sloppy sleeping as he rested his uniform’s outerwear on a nearby chair. He mentally slapped himself for not grabbing a bag of essentials before marching out here.
“You sure you’re gonna be okay sleeping in your uniform?” Yuu asked, then pointed at their neck. “And with that collar clamped around your neck?”
“Yeah, yeah, I’ll make do. If anything, I can always grab fresh clothes when we go back to apologize.”
“You mean when you go to apologize.”
“Yes, yes, of course,” Ace said dismissively, earning him an eye-roll from Yuu.
Eventually, Ace would slip right under the covers and Yuu rolled on their side, turning their back on Ace. They snuggled into the sheets, yawned, and gave a lazy, “good night” to Ace. The boy mumbled back the same phrase and tried his best to find his way to sleep. Emphasis on tried. Not even a good five minutes in Yuu’s sleep and they felt something shaking the bed slightly. Yuu looked over their shoulder to see the lump that was Ace shivering like a leaf caught on a blustery day.
“Ace. Ace!” Yuu hissed softly.
“Wha–?”
“Dude, is that you?” A moment of awkward pause.
“Yeah… Sorry, I’m really cold,” Ace mumbled.
“No, you’re fine. I just– hmm… How are we going to do this? I can feel you shaking next to me.”
“I can just go back downstairs and sleep on the couch, if I’m keeping you up,” he sighed.
“No, no, if anything, I’m worried you’re gonna catch a cold down there, cuz if you’re trembling here, you’re not gonna survive down there.”
“Well what do you suggest we do? You don’t have any more sheets right?”
“We can sleep with our backs touching.”
This time, it was Ace’s turn to look over his shoulder and shoot Yuu with an incredulous look. Something that Yuu instantly scoffed at. “Don’t you dare act weird now after you begged to come into my bed.”
“D-Don’t say it like that! It sounds bad like that!” Ace stammered out, his voice raising with the heat gathering in his cheeks.
“Shhh, shut up! You’re gonna wake Grim up! Do you want to be warm or not…!?”
“Fine, fine!” He grumbled in defeat. He felt Yuu scoot closer and a weight gently pressed against his back. Instantly, he felt warmth crawl along his spine. Yuu wasn’t kidding when they said their body ran warm. Ace relaxed, surprised that even just the close proximity was enough to comfort him. Yuu sighed softly in relief as they felt the tension in Ace slowly dissipate. Once again, they closed their eyes and nuzzled into the comforter. They focused, the darkness behind their eyelids beckoning them to the land of sleep… Until a familiar shaking against their back had their eyes snapped open. Ace didn’t even have the nerve to look back as he felt a pair of eyes bore into the back of his head.
“Trappola, I’m spooning you right now.”
Ace choked. He tried to spin around to face Yuu, ready to protest but the Prefect was faster than him. They latched onto him, body flushed against his, and their legs already tangling. Ace squirmed and frantically tried to slip out of Yuu’s arms that wound tightly around his waist.
“Lemme go!” He whispered harshly.
“Not if you’re going to be rattling like this the whole time. Neither of us are going to sleep at this rate. So either relax while I hold you or I’m legit going to kick you into the cold.”
Ace gritted his teeth as he weighed his options. It was cold enough already in this bedroom so how was the rest of this dusty, old building going to feel like? It’s only going to be for one night, he chanted silently in his mind and Ace went limp in defeat. “Just– stop holding me so tight…!”
Yuu complied off course, loosening their hold on Ace in favor of a more comfortable position for the both of them. Yuu rested their forehead squarely between Ace’s shoulder blades, their arms now loosely held around Ace. With being so close to their fellow student, Yuu couldn’t help but to take in Ace’s natural scent. They could smell his light sweat leftover from the day’s antics of running around the campus and in the Dwarves’ Mine, but also a hint of something else. Tea with maybe a whiff of crumbled tarts? Whatever it was, it definitely a whole lot better than the must and dust in Ramshackle.
With Yuu so close now, Ace was forced to stay still as a statue. Yet as the minutes flew by, he began to let go of his tension. Of course, that didn’t stop his cheeks from glowing with red and being hyper aware of his fast beating heart. He screwed his eyes shut, trying desperately to not think about the situation he was in. Though in his mind, he began to wonder. When was the last time he had ever been hugged tenderly like this? Sure he had his rough hugs from his teasing dad and older brother along with the gentle hugs he’d offer to his mom. Yet those kinds of embraces were fleeting, something you only ever gave to family. Hell, he didn’t even get this far in cuddling with his past girlfriend.
Yet here he was, melting into a state of pure calm with this Prefect sharing body heat with him. Where once were whirling embarrassed thoughts now faded into a peaceful silence. Sleep finally washed over the two as the exhaustion from today’s activities finally hit them in one fell swoop.
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Being a ghost definitely had its perks besides well, y’know, the whole deal with not being among the living. No need to walk, didn’t have to worry about the pains of having a fleshy vessel, plus you get to be invisible and phase through walls. This certainly helped when one decided to maybe snoop around and see some rather interesting sights. No one would be none the wiser after all, since dead men tell no tales, right? That was what was going through the minds of the three resident ghosts of Ramshackle as they poked their heads through the Prefect’s wall.
They had decided to maybe give their newfound guests a surprise alarm on their first day at NRC. It was the least they could do for their new friends! But that idea went flying out the window the moment they laid their eyes on the bed. The late night visitor of Yuu’s was clinging onto them like they were his safety blanket. His face nuzzled deeply against their chest, arms held tight onto their waist. Meanwhile Yuu in their sleep was more than willing to hold Ace snuggly. One hand rested on the back of his head while the other was draped lazily on his shoulder. They even nestled their face close in Ace’s wild locks. Both slept deeply, so unaware of how they looked.
The three ghosts giggled to themselves and exchanged fond looks. “Shucks, ain’t they cute?”
“Maybe we can give ‘em five more minutes?”
“Yeah, five more minutes wouldn’t hurt…”
Sadly, the cute morning ended instantly the moment rough knocking was heard on the front door. Something, both Yuu and Ace were awakened too. Where once was a quiet morning was now replaced by panicked yells, bodies tumbling out of bed, and accusations being flung around. All while a poor confused Deuce stood outside with wide eyes.
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April Flowers
Oogh, I’m late, but I tried to push this out because I made a promise to myself to always write something for the boys’ birthdays. Anyway, happy birthday to our resident king of beauty!!! Please forgive me if this fic is so subpar to my other works, haaaaaaaa. -Shopkeep
A curious rumor follows the Prefect as they have been dedicated to a little flowerbed within the botanical gardens. Rook and Epel discuss why Yuu is so intent on those flowers while a curious Vil eavesdrops.
Content: Vil x GN!Yuu, Fluff, Wingman Rook
Lilacs, camellias, primroses, and stock. Those were the flowers that Yuu tended to dearly within the botanical gardens. Every day without fail, the Ramshackle Prefect would show up to groom these flowers with such care. Checking their soil, watering them, making sure they had proper shade or lighting, and even offering a few encouraging words for their growth. It was clear to any passing student that Yuu’s little flower bed was made with love. Yet no one really knew why the Prefect loved these flowers so much. Many just wrote it off as Yuu having a green thumb and having an itch to garden. Little did they know that Yuu cultivated these flowers as if they were the feelings that grew in their heart.
“Please grow strong. Please grow beautiful,” Yuu whispered to the flowers that stared up at the magicless student with their buds shy of blossoming.
One certain curious student made note of Yuu’s determined gardening. “Trickster is such a dedicated little one. It’s almost as if the flowers themselves are a lover they visit everyday!” Rook chirped.
“Flowers as a lover…?” Epel echoed uncertainly with a raised brow, peeking up from his latest apple carving. “That’s– certainly a thought, Rook. But it does make you wonder. I’ve never seen another student so dedicated to the garden. Not even Trey.”
Vil was relaxing upon the throne that laid in Pomefiore’s lounge, book in hand, as he overheard his fellow dorm mates chatter from the couches. His jewel-like eyes would peer up, his curiosity a little piqued over this conversation.
“Has it ever crossed your mind that Trickster may not be just growing them for the sake of having belle fleurs to admire? The gardens are filled with wondrous flora yet they never attend to the others. Only those four kinds,” Rook emphasized his point by holding up four fingers.
Epel thought about this and nodded in agreement. “Yeah, that is true. Maybe they’re just Yuu’s favorite kinds?”
“Perhaps! But I offer a counter argument, Monsieur Cherry Apple. I think our little Trickster is growing those flowers for someone~”
“For someone?” Epel’s eyebrows shot up. “How would you know that, Rook?”
Epel wasn’t the only one to be intrigued by Rook’s theory. At this point, Vil was slowly closing his book to focus more on this conversation. The keen hunter could feel his Dorm Leader’s eyes hone in on them and Rook had to stop his lips from curling into a mischievous smile.
“It’s the meaning they carry, mon ami! Lilac, a harbinger of spring, the start of love blooming in one’s heart. Camellia, a symbol of affection and admiration. Primrose, a bold declaration of not being able to live without their other half’s love. Finally, Stock, everlasting beauty and bonds. Ah! Such forthright feelings in the most delicate of blooms, it’s enough to make one’s heart soar!” Rook dramatically declared with a flourish of his arms. The animated talk from his senior had Epel sinking slightly into the couch as he avoided Rook’s dramatics. But a slight blush crept on his cheeks over how rose-colored this was. Was Yuu really head over heels for someone? If they were, with who?
Vil shared these sentiments as well but was not obvious. Cool and elegant as ever, Vil opened his book back up again to further his readings. Try as he might to focus on the task at hand, his mind wandered to the mystery of the Prefect’s hidden feelings. Though the day would carry on normally as ever. The conversation faded and other tasks had to be dealt with. After all tomorrow was Vil’s birthday and for the Dorm Leader, anything less than perfect wasn’t going to cut it. The morning sun would ease in through Vil’s window and naturally, he would rouse awake. A testament to his healthy circadian rhythm. Vil was about to start his day until knocking promptly came upon his door.
He raised a fine brow, a bit perturbed that someone would dare come to his bedroom before he started his daily ritual. “Who is it?” He called.
“It’s me, mon Roi du Poison. Forgive me for showing so early, but I have something that I think you must see. Any moment later would tarnish their beauty…”
Confused, Vil would slip a silk robe on for modesty and open the door. He was about to lecture Rook for coming so early, but stopped upon seeing a plethora of gorgeous flowers presented in a modest but elegant vase. Lilacs, camellias, primroses, and stocks, all in varying shades of purple or deep pinks. Vil looked between the bouquet and Rook with slowly widening eyes.
“From a secret admirer, mon Roi,” Rook clarified. “They left before I could even catch them~”
Vil carefully took the vase within his hands and hidden among the blossoms, a single note card written in careful simple letters spelt, “Happy Birthday, with love.” Rook could only watch in satisfaction as Vil took the card and hovered it over his lips, trying so hard to hide his growing smile.
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Dire Crowley With A Bird-of-Prey Wife
Doing something a little different here. Wanted to have a break in the requests to do something very self-indulgent. Hope you all don’t mind as I rant and rave about this idea that stuck in my brain for a long while. -Shopkeep
So picture this, it’s a normal day at NRC. Boys are milling about, minding their own business then a couple start to notice, hey something is circling in the sky. At first, everyone writes it off as some bird just hanging around. Then the bird shape starts to get bigger and bigger… Oh my god, is it actually casting a shadow?
The small group of students that notice this grows and everyone starts to panic a bit. Is some creature coming in to attack!? Crowley happens to be out around the same time and notices the commotion. One of the students, probably Ace or Grim, is screeching for the Headmage to do something. This thing is moving way too fast for even a student to take aim and cast magic at it.
Then suddenly, Crowley is rushing forward and spreads his arms out towards the beast. Everyone is shocked. Is their Headmage being a hero!? Is he going to selflessly put himself between danger and his beloved students!?
The students cry out dramatically. “Headmage noooooo…!”
“Oooooh~! It’s my wife!!!”
A beat of silence to digest.
“YOUR WHAT!?!”
(More headcanons under cut)
Crowley is literally knocked off his feet as this massive bird tackles him to the ground, hat flying off, and winds whipping everywhere. A crowd of students are gawking as Crowley is laughing with this bird churring and preening him.
For reference, I shamelessly imagine her looking like Marahaute from Rescuers Down Under because c’mon. Tiny blackbird husband with a huge golden majestic eagle wife. I’m deceased.
So anyway, student population right now is thinking, “Oh god, our Headmage is legit married to a big bird… He’s actually insane…” But then things start to shift. Winds pick up again, a flurry of golden feathers and light, and there is a woman now holding Crowley like he weighs nothing.
Wife is BUILT like an Amazon. I’m talking nearly on the cusp of being 7’00” tall, solid abs, and biceps that look like they can crush an apple. Everyone has to catch themselves again from the shock. She also has a mask similar to Crowley but it’s shaped to be an eagle of course.
“I didn’t know you were visiting! You should have messaged me!”
“Haha! Sorry, my love. I really wanted to surprise you!”
Sets him down gently, dusts off his hat, and happily puts it back on him. Crowley is all sunshine and flowers while everyone is still in silence. He’d proudly show off the students who were present and Mrs. Crowley is so happy to meet them.
Course, she gets whisked away as Crowley pretty much acts like an excitable bird, strutting his stuff, and showing off his school to the wifey. This is one of the few times Crowley is super on his best behavior.
Even the staff are flabbergasted because they had NO idea that Crowley was married in the first place. Much less even capable of getting hitched.
Absolutely act like an annoying pair of lovebirds that won’t stop cooing over each other and being lovey-dovey. Every time Mrs. Crowley compliments him, he’s puffing his feathers out and grows energetic. Like:
“Ahh~ My husband is so kind and generous. What a dashing headmaster!”
“Fufu! You flatter me too much!” Acts cute but is totally fishing for more compliments.
Over the top nicknames that make you gag. Honeyfeathers, Dire Darling, Birdy, etc, etc. But that’s usually for private or whispered between each other if in public.
Crowley and Mrs. Crowley are opposites in every way from stature to personality. While Crowley is eccentric and mysterious, Mrs. Crowley is warm and easy to approach. Surprisingly, they both compliment each other in that Mrs. Crowley has a keen eye in seeing past Crowley’s bravado and discovering how much work he puts into his job. Meanwhile, Crowley offers a new perspective to Mrs. Crowley on various topics and reminds her to be open-minded to the people in the shadows.
After all, they’re still a couple made up of a “villain” and a “hero”. They offer very different visions for one another and it helps them mature in their long lives. How long have they known each other? Weeeeell, hard to say when you’re both strange fae bird people.
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Lil Slice Of Paradise
Back at it again with being late as usual to the boys’ b-days. But I will always deliver though! Cheers for our cutie hyena! -Shopkeep
Ruggie excitedly follows after Yuu as they have promised him a surprise birthday gift. They travel deep within the deep reaches of the botanical gardens, something just waiting out of reach. What could the Prefect have in-store for their beloved hyena?
Content: Ruggie x GN!Yuu, Pre-established Relationship, Tooth Rotting Fluff
“Are we almost there yet? It feels like we’ve been walking for so long now!”
“Oh my god, Ruggie, we literally just got to the gardens a little bit ago. It hasn’t been that long,” Yuu chuckled.
“Mmmrgh, still. I really wanna know what you’re planning! I’ve never really gone into the deeper parts of the botanical garden. You trynna kidnap me? Shyehehe~”
“Don’t tempt me. If I could keep you in my pocket, I would, Giggles.”
If the past Ruggie ever met himself now, he’d be gagging at how dopey he looked right about now. Cheeks dusted red and ears laid down like a content pet. All because of some mushy nickname his partner gave him. But that’s past Ruggie! It’s time for the present and here he was, hand in hand with the magicless Prefect, escaping deeper into the campus’ gardens like some eloping couple. Today was a special day for Ruggie.
A day marked by cake, candles, presents, and special treatment from his fellow classmates and teachers. Usually Ruggie was more than happy to roll around in the attention. Especially with the prospect of gaining some valuable gifts or an extra helping of food from the celebration banquet at Savanaclaw.
But surprisingly enough, Ruggie had to cut his own birthday celebration short. An act that had quite a number of Savanaclaw members tilting their heads in confusion. For Leona, the reason was obvious by how quick and eager Ruggie bolted out the door. The glimmer in his stormy gray eyes, the quirk of his lips in a bright smile. The pup was off to meet his mate. Eh, at least he got to go back to napping than having to stay awake longer for a party. And right Leona was with Ruggie tailing Yuu eagerly. Eventually Yuu came to a halt in front of a thick patch of foliage obscuring their path. They looked back to Ruggie excitedly as they lifted their hands up, about to unveil their special present.
“Ready?”
Ruggie grinned with his tail wagging a mile per minute. “As I’ll ever be. C’mon! What is it!”
“Surprise!” With a sweep of their hand, the scenery unfolded, and Ruggie gazed out. Before him was a hidden paradise in the depths of the botanical gardens. A spring of rushing water, fed by a small water created by some stones that wedged themselves among the foliage. All kinds of vibrant and colorful plants swayed in the warm air from hanging vines dappled with violet blossoms to leaf fans that dwarfed him and Yuu. Ruggie couldn’t even believe that he was still on NRC grounds.
“Woah… When did you find this place?” He asked breathily, his eyes never once leaving the scene.
“A loose, running mandrake can really take a person to the wayside. But hey, I think it was pretty worth a mad dash,” Yuu snickered. “Do you… Like it?”
“Yes, me being slack-jawed and bug-eyed are signs that I hate it... Of course I like it, Yuu! Are you kidding me!?” Ruggie scoffed.
“Alright, alright, no need to be a smartass about it. C’mon, I got more to show ya,” and once again, Yuu grasped the hyena’s hand and pulled him along on their whimsical way.
Closer they drew to the water and by its edge, a picnic blanket was laid out. Atop of it, an array of foods gathered with succulent meats, freshly picked fruits, glittering juice, and of course, an array of delicious donuts covered in all kinds of toppings. Complete with various candles that surrounded the picnic for mood lighting. Ruggie smiled at the sight, feeling a fuzziness gather at the base of his chest. It bubbled up and came out as his usual sly giggles. He hid his huge grin behind his fist and Yuu glanced over their shoulder to regard him curiously.
“Did I do something funny?”
“Yeaaaaah,” he said in a sing-song voice as he swayed their held hands. Yuu snorted and drew closer, raising a brow.
“What’d I do, Giggles?”
“Bein’ such a huge sap. Finding this little slice of paradise and treating me like I’m the best thing around. You seriously that into me? I feel sorry for you,” he mocked, but with how his cheeks were so rosy and his ears wiggled, Yuu knew Ruggie was just trying to deflect to ease his poor racing heart. Yuu pulled Ruggie closer and took him into their arms, locking his waist close against theirs.
“And what if I am the biggest sap around?” Yuu questioned with their own sly grin. “You’re gonna be stuck with me the whole time, Ruggie. Oh whatever shall you do~?”
“Mmm, I guess I gotta have to keep my eye on you. Make sure no one else gets a taste of how sweet you are…” He whispered, lips just a breath away from theirs.
“Doubt that,” Yuu said, practically brushing their lips now against Ruggie’s. “If anyone is getting a treat, it’s only for you.”
Finally, the two relented into a loving kiss. Playful, yet deep, with an edge of hunger that was greedy to keep seeking one another. But that would be something they could indulge in later. Eventually, the two separated with a sigh and quietly, Yuu led their beloved hyena over to chat and dine the evening away. With a laugh or two or more, of course.
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Thunderstruck
Happy birthday to everyone’s favorite croc boy, Sebek!!! I have no idea if this b-day fic is any good or not because Sebek’s personality can be hard for me to grasp. But hey, it’s very, very sweet with lots of Sebek loving. -Shopkeep
It’s Sebek’s birthday and the party is underway! However, birthday boy isn’t exactly jumping for joy as the Ramshackle Prefect, who he is absolutely not pining over, hasn’t shown up yet! Where could Yuu be?
Content: Sebek x GN!Yuu, Fluff
Blistering winds, pelting rain, and the occasional streak of lightning. Not exactly the greatest recipe for birthday weather but for the students of Diasomnia, it just added ambiance for the party. The entire lounge was decked in fine black, purple, and blazing green decor that gave a fierce but elegant finish. All kinds of wonderful food was spread out for the guests and chatter livened up the usually gloomy interior of the dorm. At the center of it all was a content Sebek, dressed in a fine suit the college provided for birthday boys.
Even though it was his birthday, Sebek still stood upright and at attention. He stayed close beside his usual group of friends being Silver, Master Lilia, and of course, the Young Master. Occasionally he would throw in some conversation as all three of them chatted, but it was clear Sebek was distracted. His eyes scanned their crowd, unconsciously trying to find the notable features of a certain someone. Lilia chuckled lightly behind his gloved hand at Sebek’s unconscious behavior. It had Malleus glancing over as well and the two older faes exchanged knowing looks.
“Sebek, are you alright? Your mind seems to be somewhere else?” Lilia piped up and Sebek jolted.
“Ah, my apologies, Master Lilia! I did not mean to be so inattentive,” Sebek quickly blurted out, but Malleus raised his own hand to ease the troubled knight-in-training.
“Sebek, at ease. It is your birthday. You can get away with some good distraction here and there…”
“Young Master, I could never!”
“He’s right, you know!” Lilia tutted. “Birthdays should always be a good excuse to have a little fun. All work, no play makes a dull boy, as the saying goes. Now off with you! Why don’t you greet your first-year friends!”
Sebek was powerless at Lilia’s insistence coupled by the shorter fae floating up to push lightly at his back. Sebek was instantly lost in the crowd, now a fair distance from the comfort of his dorm mates. Fortunately he wouldn’t be lost out at sea for too long as the grand doors of the lounge were opened for a certain group of first-years.
“Man! Even when we ran, we still got soaked!” Ace complained, trying his best to wring out the corners of his uniform.
“Jack! Don’t shake yourself, you’re getting water everywhere!” Epel exclaimed followed by a sheepish “Sorry” from the guilty wolfman.
Sebek approached the group with sudden hurried steps and formally greeted the group. “You all made it, welcome,” though his antique golden eyes didn’t really focus on any of the boys. Instead, he tried hard to find a certain Prefect and his shoulders sank a bit noticing their absence. This did not go unnoticed by the quartet. Deuce quickly came forward to defuse the situation, jutting his arms out with a gift in hand.
“Happy birthday, Sebek! We’re glad we could make it on time despite the weather!”
Following Deuce’s lead, everyone offered their gifts and birthday greetings to which even Sebek did genuinely offer a small smile in return. Gathering his gifts, he led his friends into the heart of the party and allowed them to feast on all the food the dorm had to offer. Things were going rather well! Yet even surrounded by friends and bright festivity, a thought gnawed on the back of Sebek’s mind like an annoying pest. He truly wanted to shove such ugly feelings deep down. It was such a childish notion to get upset over. Yet in his mind, Yuu restlessly hovered over him like the clouds that gathered over Diasomnia.
Was he not clear that they were also invited? Did something come up suddenly for them? Did they not want to even come here in the first place? More and more he raked his mind over these questions. It was so clear that Sebek was troubled by how uncharacteristically quiet he was and how often he kept gazing downwards, finding the stone tiles of the dorm much more thrilling than engaging with his guests. Time was ticking away and both the Diasomnia students and first-years exchanged looks, wondering where the unspoken guest of honor was going to show.
CRRK-BOOM!
A powerful lightning strike, a flash of white by the windows, guests jumped, and the doors swung open.
“NyaaaaaAAAAH! GIMMIE THAT BIRTHDAY BUFFET! I DESERVE IT!” A shrill, familiar yowl echoed through the lounge. A blur of gray, white, and blue dashed for the nearest catering table and gorged itself on whatever was in paw’s reach. Ace was first on the scene alongside Sebek, ready to scold Grim for the ruckus but both nearly fell backwards at what they saw.
“Grim, is that you!? What happened to you!?” Ace exclaimed
What should have been a monster cat now looked like an electrified puff ball, all of his fur standing up pin-straight.
“Why don’t you ask Yuu!? That’s the last time I ever do something like that! Even with an extra tuna bonus for an entire week,” Grim grumbled between mouthfuls.
At the mention of Yuu, Sebek turned his head to the dorm’s entrance and saw the heaving Prefect, soaked to the bone and their hair also similarly frizzed like Grim’s. In their hands, a water-logged item was wrapped in brown paper and twine.
“Human!” Sebek raced over to them and hastily brought them, making way for them to dry off by the roaring fireplace. “What has happened to you!? What were you and Grim up to!? How long were you outside!?” Loud, rapid fire questions were fired one right after the other. All at the usual trademark volume Sebek spoke at. Yuu couldn’t answer all of them as they still were recovering from whatever escapade they and Grim were up to. Instead, they wordlessly offered the wrapped up object to Sebek.
“Present,” they wheezed.
Sebek blinked owlishly at Yuu. “What?”
“Open it.”
There was a moment to digest and Sebek cautiously took the present in hand. It was easy enough to peel the soaked wrapping away to reveal a large mason jar with dark clouds rolling within. He furrowed his brow, unsure of what he was looking at.
“Let it come out. I promise it’s nothing bad.”
So he did. With a quick unscrew of a cap, the clouds trapped within the jar came flowing out. Now unfurled to its full glory, Sebek would be greeted by a puffy gray storm cloud that was no bigger than his head floating in front of him. He could hear gentle thunder rumbling inside of it and green sparks illuminating it, making it give off a gentle green light. A small crowd gathered around, fascinated by the sudden magical gift.
“Human, what is this?” Sebek asked as his eyes never left the cloud, fascinated by the light and sound it gave off.
“It’s a cloud lamp!” Yuu cheerily explained. “Only it’s an actual cloud, sort of. It’s a nice night light and it gives you relaxing distant thunder to listen to. You can always put it back in the jar with a little magic if you want it out of sight. Do you like it?”
“It’s a very interesting gift, but… I’m curious how did you get your hands on this? Did you make it?” Sebek eyed Yuu’s disheveled appearance but Yuu waved his concerns off.
“Don’t worry about the details! As long as you’re happy with it, that’s all I can ask for,” and Yuu flashed a big grin up at him. Sebek felt his heart jump a little at the brilliant smile and he could feel his ears starting to burn red. He could hear the first year boys chuckling and making comments, but they were deafened by how focused he was on Yuu. To thanklessly work for his sake just to give him a heartfelt present. Yuu’s boundless generosity was something that came in like a sudden stormfront. It shocks, it’s loud, and it surrounds him entirely. Yet Sebek didn't run from it, he relished in it. But he’d never dare say that in front of the others.
“Oh my, what a charming gift!” Lilia said as he floated over to inspect the cute storm cloud. “But… Don’t you have to catch actual lightning to create the thunder effect? It’s quite risky to do! Usually people just leave it as a fluffy white cloud.”
Sebek’s eyes bulged and his pupils turned into hair-thin needles. “YOU WHAT!?”
“Ahhh… I said don’t worry about the details, haha…”
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Talking Mirror
[Brings microphone close] Watch me word vomit love and adoration for Azul Ashengrotto in one sitting.
I felt like I was honestly possessed writing this. I didn’t know I could pump out this much writing in one go. I knew I had to get it out though before the end of the day and before requests. This one kinda pulled at my heartstrings cuz I relate way too much to Azul’s origins and I needed to vicariously live through Yuu to adore this octo-babe. But without further ado, happy birthday to Azul!!! -Shopkeep
Things are kicking off in Mostro Lounge for Azul’s birthday celebration! Yuu seeks out their boyfriend to spend time with him but notices something off about his behavior. Yuu takes it into their hands to cheer up Azul and tell him how special he is through a special gift they prepared.
Content: GN!Yuu x Azul, Pre-established Relationship, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Suggestive Themes (nothing explicit but definitely enough to make you go-- 😳)
Mostro Lounge’s heart beated with upbeat jazz and its interior sparkled with cheer. Streamers swayed from the ceiling, banners hung high to praise the birthday boy, and not a single table was empty during the whole celebration. Familiar faces from all sorts of dorms made themselves cozy in the lounge, chatting and making merry into the evening hours. Among those faces, Yuu was in the midst of trying to maneuver between the busy bodies of party-goers. They had one destination in mind and it was a silver-haired boy trying to fend off a pair of twins. It looked like the Tweels were fussing over Azul; for what reason, Yuu could only guess.
The Leech brothers perked upon seeing Yuu approach and they exchanged looks. As if just finishing a mental conversation, the eels suddenly slipped away from Azul, which caused him to furrow his brow confusedly. They passed by Yuu, but not without a cryptic smile from Jade and a quick hair ruffle from Floyd. Yuu tossed them a curious glance as they disappeared back into the crowd. What the heck were those two up to? Yuu thought then shook their head.
Azul perked at Yuu approaching his table and his shoulders sagged in relief. He adjusted his glasses out of habit. “Thank the Seven it’s you. I don’t know how much longer I would have lasted if those two kept bothering me…”
Yuu let out a hearty laugh as they slipped into the booth to join him. “Damn, is that how my boyfriend is always gonna greet me? Happy that it isn’t his lackeys?”
Azul chuckled and shook his head. “You know I jest.”
“I know,” Yuu leaned in to plant a quick kiss on his cheek. “Happy birthday, again, babe…”
Azul coughed lightly behind his fist to hide the growing pink in his cheeks. Usually he was not one for PDA, but for today he’d let it slide. “Thank you… Are you enjoying yourself?”
“Oh yeah! Definitely! I’ve never seen the Lounge this lively before. Sure there’s the rush hour, but this is on a whole other scale!”
“Haha, well, I’m glad you’re having fun with the liveliness of it all. I can’t exactly say the same. It’s been rather hectic organizing and getting things running smoothly.”
“But! You did it! You always pull through, Azul. Even with the craziest situations.”
The merman puffed his chest out a bit in pride. “Well, naturally, of course. Who would I be if I didn’t?”
The couple laughed as they reveled in their light banter. Yuu at this point had slung an arm casually around Azul’s shoulders and Azul was feeling easy enough to press against his partner’s side. As they conversed, Yuu glanced at the table and noticed Azul’s plate. It was jam-packed with some of his favorite food and a slice of cake was waiting off to the side for him. Yet all that Yuu could make out were nibbles at best. Yuu rubbed their thumb on Azul’s shoulder to grab his attention.
“Hey, hon. Did you eat already?”
Instantly, Azul tensed under Yuu’s arm and they honed in on that. Azul nervously adjusted his glasses again and cleared his throat. “Ah, the party organizing kind of ruined my appetite for the day. Stress, you know.”
“Azul.”
Sky blue eyes were caught by a hard knowing gaze. As much as he was a silver tongue to witless souls that come through his doors, his partner knew better. They already went through that tango a while ago. Azul licked his lips and a quiet sigh left him. He looked around then looked back to Yuu guiltily. “Can we take this to the VIP room…?” Yuu didn’t need to be asked twice as they swiftly slipped out of the booth and escaped from prying eyes. Occasionally they shot glances behind them to make sure no one caught them. Though of course, a couple of dual colored eyes would notice but not a peep left their sharp grins.
Once at the VIP section, Yuu closed and locked the door behind them as Azul settled roughly onto a leather couch. Azul propped his elbows on his knees and held his cheeks with a certain tiredness to his motions. Yuu quietly joined his side. They reached up to rub soothing circles on his back and waited for him to get his thoughts straightened.
“I– I hate feeling like this sometimes…” He began. “It’s so simple. The act of eating should be so easy. But… There’s a lot of people here. People that could watch. I end up freezing up.”
“... You’re worried they’re going to judge, thinking you’re eating too much,” Yuu stated in a somber tone. To which Azul nodded slowly. “Oh Azul, hon,” and Yuu instantly enclosed their arms around him.
It was night and day how Azul acted behind closed doors. When outside, he was shy, but now? Azul was more than willing to drown in Yuu’s kind touch. He nuzzled deeply against their chest, his arms gripped tightly onto their shoulders. “Why is it so hard…? I thought I’d have gotten rid of this behavior but it rears its ugly head at the worst times,” he said, muffled slightly by Yuu’s shirt.
Yuu combed their fingers through Azul’s wavy locks. Occasionally giving a massage here and there. “Babe, you know what you went through was something cruel that no kid should’ve gone through. That kind of pain sticks for a really, really long time, as crappy as that sounds. The fact that you’ve come so far already with that weighing on your shoulders says a lot about you! It’s okay that sometimes, the cracks show. You’re allowed to because you’re a person!”
His fingers gripped tighter onto Yuu and he buried himself deeper into their chest. “I know… I know better… But it still hurts…”
Yuu hugged Azul with all their might, cradling his head with so much tenderness like he was made out of the finest glass. “Oh, baby, I know… Believe me, I know. Hey…” Yuu took Azul’s face into their hands and looked into his clouded eyes. Azul couldn’t bring himself to look Yuu in the eye, ashamed that his partner had to see this unsightly side of him… Again. “Can I do something for you? I’ll have to be handsy with you though, so if you get uncomfortable, you’ll have to let me know.”
Curiosity made Azul flick his gaze to Yuu for a moment but then looked away again. Still, he nodded slightly and that was all Yuu needed. “Lie down for me.”
Azul did as he was told, confusion now creeping to the forefront of his mind though sadness still lingered. Yuu hovered over Azul, positioning themself between his legs, and slowly Azul’s eyes widened with uncertainty. “Wait a minute, what are you–”
“Relax, Azul. I’m not gonna do anything too drastic. Buuuuut, if you do end up wanting more, we’d have to take this elsewhere~”
Azul’s face flushed instantly. “Then what are you exactly doing!?” He exclaimed.
“I’m giving you your birthday present! It’s a talking mirror!” Yuu pointed at themself proudly. “The mirror is me.”
At first Azul had to stare at their partner in utter bewilderment. But then the pieces started to fall into place and dread crawled up his back. “You’re going to make me lie here while you compliment me, aren’t you?”
Before Azul even had the chance to think of escaping, Yuu’s hands suddenly braced themselves on either side of his head. All while Yuu smiled oh so innocently. “My octo-darling is so smart, as usual!” They sang.
“Oh Seven, help…” He murmured. His prayers were not answered sadly as his partner came upon him, peppering his face in many, many kisses. With each kiss, a very soft whispered phrase would be offered to Azul alone. Not even the walls would get to hear as Yuu worshipped every inch of Azul.
“I love your hair. It reminds me of seafoam curling on the beach and leaving beautiful patterns. You have such pretty and smooth skin. You could be like a living pearl. Your eyes are like a reflection of the sea. They’re the sky, blue going for forever. All while behind a pair of stylish glasses, might I add! You have the cutest nose that makes me wanna kiss it. Also your lips always look so soft and glossy. I wanna kiss them all the time too. Of course, how could I forget one of your biggest charm points! Your adorable as hell beauty mark!”
Poor Azul felt like melting into the couch and never surfacing for a million years. He covered his eyes into his arm, not having the nerve to look at Yuu while they bombarded him with compliments. Despite his reluctance to show his face, he couldn’t deny in his heart that with every kind word Yuu said it made him happy. Too happy that he couldn’t process how full his heart felt with Yuu loving on him so much.
“Y-Yuu, I– h-hieeee!” Azul felt teeth graze at the side of his neck. A breathy chuckle blew over his skin as Yuu continued in their attack.
“I like that your neck is sensitive and you try to hide it by buttoning your collar all the way up…” Yuu traveled further down to place a long kiss over where his heart should be.
“I’m happy that your chest is beating with a healthy heart. It means you’re alive and here…” Further they went and their hands cautiously held at their boyfriend’s hips. Their fingertips grazed at the hem of his shirt; their eyes flicked up to have permission. Azul didn’t protest, still hiding bashfully behind his arm. Tentatively, Yuu gathered his shirt upwards to reveal Azul’s stomach. There, they took their time to really appreciate his body. Yuu’s lips lingered, not leaving any part of his waist unkissed. Their fingertips traced along the faint lines of stretch marks that Azul couldn’t erase even with a transformation potion. They trailed from his front to hips and to his back. He took such great care to hide them, but Yuu loved them either way.
“You already know how I feel about this part of you…” They whispered and felt Azul shudder under them. “Thin or big. I’ll always love your tummy. So soft and beautiful. You make the cutest sounds when I tease around here too,” Yuu emphasized their point by lightly nipping onto Azul’s hip and a whine had to be muffled behind his hand.
“And then there’s the most loveliest place to be,” Yuu whispered and slowly they made their way to nuzzle against one of Azul’s thighs. “Your lap is the best place to cuddle and nap on. One day I hope to get to see your thighs bare though. So I can leave kisses and marks aaaaaall over the–”
“OKAY! THAT’S ENOUGH FROM THE TALKING MIRROR!”
Yuu was abruptly pushed back with a hand squishing their face away. They held their hands up immediately in surrender while Azul sat himself upright. Yuu peeked around Azul’s fingers though to see the poor guy turned to an indescribable shade of red, glasses fogged, and chest heaving from everything that just happened. The Prefect smirked to themself and waited for Azul to regain some semblance of composure before taking his hand off their face.
“... You’re a perverted beast, you know that?”
“But it was a pretty good present, yeah? Got you out of your funk.”
“Yeah…” Azul brought a hand up to scratch idly at his cheek. “Th… Thank you. It was a very sweet and uh, unconventional gift. M-maybe I could– get you a talking mirror on your birthday too.”
A grin split across Yuu’s face. They gently bumped their forehead against Azul’s and hummed in delight. “Then it’s a deal~”
Azul couldn’t help himself but to snort at their partner’s quip. Slowly he leaned in, wanting to offer a kiss to his beloved partner, but stopped dead in his tracks when he saw two familiar heads of turquoise peeking behind the door.
“Stop lockpicking the door to get in! It’s locked for a reason!” He screeched but all that birthday boy got was a pair of mischievous laughter.
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Things Said Between Blades
Give it up for Day 3 in Valentwst 2022! Prompt 3 was Past | “It would be so much easier to kill you if you weren’t so cute.” and well, I guess I ended up doing both somehow? This was a very fun and interesting scenario to imagine. I hope you all enjoy the read! -Shopkeep
In the age of war between fae and human, war hero and Captain of the human army, Yuu and their squadron, march out into fae woods. What may seem like a normal patrol ends up in an impromptu clash between the Captain and a wicked Fae General...
Content: Past Lilia x GN!Yuu, War Talk, Romantic Tension
“Captain, are you sure it’s safe for you to be patrolling at this hour?”
“I’m sure,” Yuu stated, tightening their scabbard against their hip. “It’ll be a quick perimeter check anyway. I’ll be back before you know it.”
The young knight jumped to his feet and placed a hand on his chest, worry evident in his eyes. “Please, Captain, allow me to–”
“No, young one. I need you all safe and accounted for at base,” Yuu quickly denied. The knight wilted but the Captain offered a casual smile. “Hey now, why the long face? You think I can’t handle myself out there?”
The knight righted his position and shook his head vigorously. “I-I would never dare think of such a thing, Captain Yuu! Everyone knows you are the most capable out of all of us!”
Yuu laughed at the greenhorn and clapped their hand on his shoulder. “At ease, young one, at ease! But honestly, I appreciate your concern… The reason I want to play guard for tonight is that I want you all to rest up. You men have been at my side faithfully and you all deserve time to relax. During war, you might never know when the next peaceful evening may come.”
The young knight gulped and nodded in understanding. Satisfied, Yuu would slip away and trudged off into the surrounding woods. Under the cover of shadows, Yuu whispered a spell as they gripped their sword hilt firmly. The pommel glowed softly with an ethereal light, the embedded magestone reacting to its master’s command. Yuu’s pupils dilated then sharpened quickly like a cat’s eye. What would have been deep shadows to the naked eye quickly cleared in an instant. Distant sounds of a rustling branch or the chitter of a squirrel sounded so crisp. Yuu’s senses have now been honed to a supernatural level. With those heightened senses, Yuu stalked through the brush like a hunter.
Deeper and deeper they went, occasionally turning back in the direction of their base to triangulate their position. Suddenly there was a flutter in the treetops. Yuu spun on their heel and placed a hand on their sword, eyes trained to the sky. High above, the full moon stared down upon them with an eerie glow. Yuu remained in their defensive position, not budging for a moment, then two, before slowly they relaxed and continued on their patrol.
CLANG!
Metal screeched, sparks flew, and a pair of wicked red eyes met with Yuu’s.
“Tch, and just when I thought I had you,” the figure sighed and gracefully flipped away. Barely even disturbing the grass, the assailant landed then slowly rose to his full height. Tall, imposing, and seductively dangerous. Long locks of deep black and magenta fluttered behind the man who was dressed in a black military garb accented with gold. A stark contrast to Yuu’s silver and white uniform. Yuu snorted a bit at the man’s words.
“General Lilia Vanrouge. To what do I owe the pleasure of meeting on this wonderful night?” Yuu said, twirling their sword as they began to make a few steps to the right. Like a mirror, Lilia copied their move and went in the opposite direction. Both looked like predators sizing each other up.
“Mmm, it was a wonderful night, Captain Yuu. Until I caught a whiff of something putrid in the air. Something that doesn’t belong in these untouched woods.”
“Putrid?” Yuu laughed. “That’s certainly quite a statement coming from the likes of you. I thought you loved things that had a unique profile to them.”
The two pounced again to bare their fangs. A shining blade met with a dark one, their clashes creating a violent, but harmonious melody. Again the two backed off and stared each other down. Strangely enough though, no venom dripped from their expressions or words. All that the two would pick up from one another was a sense of dangerous playfulness. Like a crocodile beckoning a hapless fish into its smiling jaws.
“Aye, I do, little Captain. But now is not the time for fine dining,” Lilia’s eyes grew dark for a second. “How did you manage to come all the way out here in Fae territory? Especially before a certain… Gamble was to be made by your home forces.”
From Lilia’s intel, the human side of the war was planning something big. What they were planning, it was hard to say, even with spies being sent on all sides. All that could be reported was an estimate of a time frame. Yet here was the fabled human war hero, marching too early before the promised date. At his question, Yuu's giddy expression faded into one with slight boredom. A look that made the fae general perk up in slight surprise. Yuu hoisted their sword onto their shoulder and sighed. “I thought you knew me better than that, General. You know how much I loathe following through with a bad plan.”
Lilia scoffed. “Bad plan? What, so you’ve come to finish the job yourself before your armies embarrass themselves? What an arrogant human you are…”
“You could say that,” Yuu mumbled as they reached into their overcoat to pull out a small object. They flicked it over to Lilia who easily caught it from the air. “Take a look at that and judge for yourself.”
Lilia raised a brow at the Captain before looking down into his open palm. The fae blinked back, surprised to see an unlocked royal code scroll. Usually such objects were sealed with high level magic to prevent any spies from grabbing hold of them. Yet here one was. How Yuu was able to snatch one, much less open it, was a mystery to Lilia. Instead, he was more concerned with the contents. Carefully he unfurled the scroll and scanned it hurriedly with furrowed brows. Each line that was read, Yuu could see Lilia’s expression grew more dreadful.
“Madness!” Lilia exclaimed. “The human kingdom would be willing to sacrifice that many lives to hurt the fae armies!? Those are their own civilians!”
Yuu couldn’t even look at Lilia as they stared out into the dark, dark forest, their focus distant. “What did I tell you? I don’t like bad plans… Even if it were to give us an upperhand in the war, I’m not willing to do such underhanded methods to achieve that…”
A silence grew between the battle-hardened veterans. Lilia brought a hand to his mouth, mulling on what comes next, yet in his frenzied thoughts he nearly forgot one realization. He trained his narrowed crimson eyes onto Yuu squarely. “You. You knew I would show up tonight, didn’t you? You came out here this early to pass this information… Why? Why would you betray your own kingdom?”
Yuu held up a finger to stop the fae from thinking further. “Ah-ah, let’s not get ahead of ourselves now, General Lilia. I never betrayed my kingdom, I just happened to not like the ideas of certain men living in said kingdom. Also, I didn’t come out here for just you alone. I should have some class,” Yuu smirked, twirled their sword again and rested it upon the ground. “I’m sure you’ve heard the fable of a legendary sword stuck in some stone, sitting around in the fae territory…”
Tension from the uncovered knowledge left when Lilia bit back a laugh. Whether from genuine amusement or condescension, it was hard to place. “Oh Seven, you can’t be serious, Captain. You marched your men out here on a silly little treasure hunt? I’ve been living in these lands for a long time now and I know even that is a fairytale.”
Yuu hummed with a shrug of their shoulders as they idly stepped closer to Lilia, as if their past clashes didn’t put them on edge. “Ah, but even if it is a tall tale from the fae, human men are beguiled by the mystery of it all. So much so they’re willing to send their strongest out on a wild goose chase away from their foolish plans. Thus, none the wiser if some secrets leaked out…” Yuu tossed Lilia a knowing look. A look barely any side, human and fae, dared to show during battle. Respect and whole-hearted trust. A trust that the ever cunning General of the fae armies, would know best on what to do with this information. It were times like these that Lilia, even with his sharp knife wits, couldn’t comprehend the war hero Yuu in the slightest. They traded powerful blows time and time again, one side never victorious, but even after the frustration of a long-standing stalemate, Yuu never regarded Lilia with contempt. Sometimes Lilia swore that when the two met on the battlefield, Yuu was ecstatic to see him every time before their inevitable clash.
Lilia was brought out of his thoughts as Yuu sneakily came up to him, mere inches away from his face. “Besides! If I happen to find that fabled sword, wouldn’t I look rather dashing with it?”
The general sighed with a hand upon his cheek. “It would be so much easier to kill you if you weren’t so cute…”
“Cute!?” Yuu gasped in mock-shock. “General you wound me. Surely I’m much more rugged than that!”
It was Lilia’s turn to get in Yuu’s face, curling his lips back to reveal his sharpened fangs in a taunting smile. “You wish.”
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Rain, Rain, Please Come Again
For Valentwst 2022, Day 2! Yes I know I skipped Day 1, I’ll get to those prompts soon. Prompts were between Rain | “You look good in my colors.” Of course, I chose Rain.
A rainy day has come to NRC and what looks like a gloomy day doesn’t bring down Kalim’s spirits. As he enjoys the falling rain, he comes upon a rare sight with Ramshackle’s Prefect.
Content: Kalim x GN!Yuu, Fluff
Dark clouds gathered over the tall towers and spires that crowned Night Raven College. Curious glances would look out the windows to watch as the tell-tale signs of rain pattered against the glass. A few students would grumble and make small remarks about the bad weather. Things like not packing an umbrella or having to rush through the rain to get to another building. Kalim’s eyes lingered a bit longer on the window panes that were streaked with water droplets. Unlike most of the other students that huffed in Professor Trein’s history class, Kalim was delighted to the surprise of rain. If he could, he’d spend the rest of class watching the droplets race down along the glass, making mesmerizing shapes and paths, or even listening to how it drummed soothingly to his ears.
Rain was a blessing to the nation of Scalding Sands whenever it fell. Kalim could see it in the way people sighed in relief when rain appeared, the unrelenting heat escaped like a whisper, and the happiness his younger siblings experienced playing in the puddles. Sure, he could summon rain himself with the use of Oasis Maker but there was something more– exhilarating when rain came down from the heavens. No tricks, no magic, just pure coincidence that on a certain day, the skies would open up. Kalim was brought out of his daydreaming when a finger poked his side. He whirled around to see Jamil. His companion cleared his throat and threw a glance to Professor Trein, who was now staring down Kalim with slightly narrowed eyes.
“Mr. Al-Asim. Last I checked your textbook should be in front of you, not on the window. Please try to remain focused…”
Kalim sank a bit in his seat, sheepishly rubbed his neck and offered an apologetic smile. “Sorry, Professor!”
Eventually, history class would come to an end and a horde of school boys were ecstatic to leave the boring lecture. Of course, not without its handful of stragglers whom Trein called out to give a heaping of extra homework to. Jamil had to go his separate ways from Kalim as he had another class to attend to. Meanwhile it was pretty much the end of Kalim's schedule and he was free to head back to his dorm. As he was happily making his way to the Hall of Mirrors, something curious caught his garnet eyes. Stood out in a secluded corner in the grass was Ramshackle’s Prefect, Yuu. They seemed content standing in the midst of this drizzle. They had their head tilted back, eyes closed, and allowed the rain to drip along their face. For once, Kalim didn’t have the sudden urge to greet them with gusto like he usually did.
Instead he just watched, bedazzled. How the rain fell on them dampened their hair just enough for it to elegantly frame their face. Some of the droplets that clung to them looked like small jewels dressing them. Kalim could even see a slight smile curl on Yuu’s lips. Yuu didn’t hide or shy away from rainy clouds, no, they opened up to it like a lotus fanning its petals wide open to welcome the sky. At least that was what Kalim thought in his daze. Yuu did come out of their trance though as they felt eyes staring at them. They turned to Kalim and jerked back in surprise.
“Kalim!” They exclaimed and the boy snapped out of it.
“Ah? Oh, sorry Prefect! I didn’t mean to sneak up on you like that,” Kalim laughed.
Yuu chuckled likewise and tried to fix their damp appearance. “Sorry you had to see me like this. I probably look like a weirdo,” they said, starting to make their way over to join Kalim under dry cover. But Yuu was suddenly stopped when Kalim quickly joined them under the drizzling rain.
“Oh no, you didn’t look weird at all! I think you look really nice in the rain,” he beamed, “you look really happy.”
Yuu blinked owlishly at Kalim, surprised at his words and how willing he was to join them in the elements. That surprise was taken over by bashful giggles that made Kalim’s chest bloom with warmth. “Do I? Haha, looks like I can’t hide my love for rainy days,” they inhaled deeply and opened their arms out a little towards the sky. “I just love how it feels so cool and refreshing. It feels like my troubles could just wash away!”
“Right!?” Kalim agreed excitedly. “And it’s a lot of fun when puddles form. Liiiiike this!” Suddenly, the boy pounced on a nearby puddle forming on the sidewalk that splashed a little onto Yuu.
“Hey! No fair!” Yuu laughed and kicked water back onto Kalim, who yelled as he tried to deflect the counterattack. The two playful students jumped and splashed and ran through the rain without a care in the world. Even as the water soaked through their clothes and chilled their skin, their cheeks glowed from smiling so much and their hearts pounded with delight. Kalim, maybe more so, as he saw Yuu smile brightly back at him. He felt like their joy could put the rising sun to shame. Eventually their fun did come to an end as they could feel themselves shivering and growing heavy with their soaked clothes.
“Oh man, Jamil is gonna kill me for getting you all dirty,” Yuu sighed as they rested their hands on their knees, panting from their chase.
“What? No way, if anything, I’ll say I dragged you out to play,” Kalim responded with a wink. “Hey, since it’s still a walk back to your dorm, do you want to stop by Scarabia’s dorm? We can get you all dried up and I can loan you extra clothes.”
“Really? You’d do that for me?”
“Of course! We can even have you over for dinner too! Jamil makes the best food, it’ll warm us right back up!” Though Kalim offered these things, a secret selfish part of his heart didn’t want to let Yuu go so soon. He wanted to chase after this warmth that tugged at his heart whenever he spent time with the mysterious, but kind Prefect. His efforts were rewarded with another grin from Yuu followed by a happy nod.
“I’d love to come over for dinner.”
“Alright!” Kalim whooped and without reserve, his hand intertwined with Yuu’s and he led them excitedly towards the Hall of Mirrors. Yuu stumbled a bit at Kalim’s enthusiastic jogging but with the gentle heat that radiated between their clasped hands, Yuu soon kept pace as they held on tightly. Rain was a mysterious thing. It cooled the parched and dry earth but it also brought people closer to share warmth. It was just another thing on Kalim and Yuu’s list of why they loved the rain.
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Scavenger
Freeform prose. Just wanted to really let myself go ham with imagery and quick dialogue. So apologies if the pacing is all over the place. Based on the idea of older TWST characters from this post. Had a gut feeling to just go for Leona with this prompt. Also brownie points if you can guess why Yuu’s cigarette can make funky smoke trails. -Shopkeep
A recently back Yuu takes a moment of peace to recollect themself from their sudden arrival. Leona, their old love, joins them and the two wonder if they can pick up where they last left off.
Content: GN!Yuu x Leona, Pre-Established Relationship, Swearing, Tobacco Use, Alcohol Mention, Mild Hurt/Comfort
The sudden rollarcoaster of a welcome from all sides had dwindled down. A luxurious suite on Sage Island became Yuu’s hideaway despite friends’ protests to party the night away. They wanted to hear stories, laugh, cry all over a number of colorfully named alcohol bottles. But that would be saved for another day. Yuu’s mind and body needed to readjust with the dimension-hopping equivalent of jetlag. Lazily hung from their bottom lip, a cigarette sat and puffs of colorful smoke plumed around Yuu. They curled and formed into whimsical scenes, from a crocodile waving its shining tail to fishes swimming along an invisible current. Yet the visions dissipated as they escaped through the open window and into the night air.
The taste was infinitely better compared to the shit back home. To be expected, when you’re indulging in the vices of a technicolor magical world. Their gaze flicked to the room’s door as the lock clicked open. A tall, built form stalked through the doorway and eyes colored a jungle’s verdant green during a summer day, landed on the bare torso of Yuu. Long ago they had discarded their shirt to enjoy the cool night air. A low growl of a voice mentioned something about a spare key being left behind, but Yuu could care less as they stared openly upon their old flame.
Leona Kingscholar, like wine, the more he aged, the more intoxicating he looked. It wasn’t a one-sided attraction though. For Leona, there was no sign of the herbivore he once knew. Bright-eyed, naive, and such a goody-two-shoes to a fault. Now that spark has faded just a bit over the years to reveal a wizened traveler with some bad habits on their heels. Namely the piercings, the tattoos, and the cigarette that played on their tongue.
Leona sat down with them, thighs ever so close to touching, but a half-inch of uncertainty kept them separated. His gaze lingered on the intricate imagery that adorned Yuu’s arms and back. His main focus was of course on the earth-toned silhouette of a lion that roared ferociously with a hyena and wolf by its side. His fingers reached out and traced along the fangs it bore. Yuu didn’t reel back at all. They watched him closely as he admired their body’s art.
“I etched you all on my skin. Because I was afraid I was going to forget. Like this was all just some fever dream.”
“Hmph, dream huh? Is that what we were?” He couldn’t fight the bitterness that clawed its way up. Unresolved tensions, questions left unanswered, they festered much too long in the Prince’s heart like roots hiding away the most vital parts of a tree. But Yuu wasn’t keen on playing gardener though.
“Don’t you dare try to pin this on me. You knew exactly why I had to leave, but I promised, didn't I? I promised to be back. And I’m here!”
“Why after so long? What if you were gone for 20? 30? 40 years?”
Yuu groaned, combing their hair back in exasperation. “For fuck’s sake Leona! You wanna me to have the fucking Dark Mirror on speed dial!? I don’t have magic back home! I can’t pull off Godly crap like you and others can!”
Leona bit back his tongue at the annoyance that flashed in herbivore, no, scavenger’s eyes. They looked so tired. Tired from exhausting god knows how much resources to make contact back here. They scraped by on what little they had in their homeworld, praying on bones and leftovers for a miracle to happen and where was he? What was he doing on his side of the mirror? Sitting around, fat, and happy with how life has been treating him alright after Night Raven. But at least he knew one thing to do after all the time that’s passed.
“Sorry… That was unfair of me…”
It was Yuu’s turn to look at him bug-eyed. He growled.
“You won’t hear that outta me a second time…”
“Pfft, and here I thought the lion finally had a heart,” they joked, their tension now subsiding.
“Shut the hell up.”
“Heh,” the cigarette was passed to him. “Want a hit?”
“Nah. Stuff messes with my tongue too much. Plus it tastes horrible.”
“Damn, this is horrible for you? Y’all wouldn’t last a minute back at my place,” even if it was a joke, Yuu felt a frown curl on their lips at the truth that statement held. Leona paid no mind. Instead he reveled in the calm, letting the cool breeze that entered the hotel room soothe his nerves. Unconsciously, he felt at edge, but the more he and Yuu talked, the more a familiar energy came to settle between the two. One, two, three moments passed. Yuu took in a huff and spoke with smoke curling around their talking mouth.
“Leona… Are we still–” A pause and a frustrated sigh.
His hand gripped a bit tighter on his knee. “What?”
Yuu made a vague hand gesture, their cigarette humorously leaving trails that formed into wheels to represent their racing mind. “Y’know! Are we still– together? Even after so long?”
“... Yuu, I got angry that you took too long to come back through a magic mirror. When you don’t have magic to begin with. You think I’m not into you, after all this? Are you an idiot?”
“I just wanted to double-check, damn! It’s never bad to ask!” The two laughed breathily, though maybe more on a scoffing side for Leona. Slowly, the barrier from before crumbled down as Yuu now sat side to side with Leona. He looked down and Yuu met his gaze with such deep yearning, it blind-sided him. Hesitation was gone now as Yuu drew boldly close.
“Hey, can we kiss?” They asked softly. Smoke still hovered over their lips. Leona would have abhorred the thought of kissing someone with tobacco still strong on them. Yet the way that Leona nearly dove in to catch Yuu’s lips could have said otherwise. In the quick moments when they both surfaced to breathe between their kisses, the smoke escaped and leaked between their mouths. The shapes they made were of lions chasing antelope, ravens fluttering wildly in the air, then everything crashing into a meld of hearts. Quickly as they appeared, so too did they disappear, leaving only a hunter and a scavenger trying desperately to satiate their hunger.
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Homecooked Sweetness
I’m really behind on Valentwst, but at this point I don’t wanna push myself to play catch up. Instead, I’ll post the prompts when I feel the spark to write that day. Anyway, onto our prompts! This day’s prompt was Star | “The moon is beautiful, isn’t it?” I chose Star! -Shopkeep
Yuu and Trey share a moment together as the two work on dinner for the Heartslabyul boys. Sometimes, it’s the simple moments like these that bring people together.
Content: Trey x GN!Yuu, Pre-established Relationship, Fluff
The Heartslabyul kitchen was alive with the sounds of pots clattering, knives cutting against a chopping board, and shaking spice holders. Yuu watched in amazement as Trey moved from one end of the kitchen to the next with pure finesse. It was a wonder how he was able to stay on top of everything, but that was a testament to Trey’s reliability. Already the fruits of his labor could be smelled in the air. The scent alone made Yuu’s mouth water and stomach growl in excitement.
“God, Trey, this is already smelling amazing. Are you really not done yet?” Yuu whined as they leaned against the chair they were straddling. Trey laughed, amused by his companion’s excitement, but did not take his eyes off from the pot he was stirring.
“Not yet, but if a certain someone was willing to lend a hand, maybe this coconut chicken curry would finish faster,” he said, tossing a smirk towards Yuu with a raised brow.
Yuu pouted as they slumped against their chair. “Treeeeey, you know I don’t cook. I’d probably mess it all up…”
“I’m not asking you to do the whole recipe, silly. Just help prep some of the ingredients! That way I can just toss it all in the pot and cook it. Come on, why don’t you wash your hands and I’ll show you what you can do. I promise you won’t mess it up.”
“Yes, yes,” Yuu grumbled. They slipped out of their chair, making a dramatic show to trudge over to the sink. Which got a snort out of the third year. Eventually, Yuu came to their partner’s side. Trey set the stove to a simmering heat and pulled out a small cutting board, followed by a number of carrots and a knife.
“Here. All you gotta do is cut these carrots into thin shreds. That’s simple enough, right?” Yuu nodded, a little taken aback at how easy this seemed. Trey grinned then ruffled Yuu’s head gently. “You thought I was going to put you through the wringer?”
“Maybe…” Yuu pouted. “You’re always plotting to tease me and the other boys somehow, hmph.”
At that, Trey drew close to bump his forehead lightly against Yuu’s, looking straight into their eyes with his golden ones. There was a definite affection that could be felt in his gaze but beneath the surface, a mirthful twinkle gleamed. “I can’t help it if I want to play around with cute things.”
Yuu could feel their heart instantly bump up in speed, but they stood their ground. Ever since Yuu and Trey had begun dating, it was a game between the two of them when flirting was concerned. Mostly Trey trying his best to woo Yuu and Yuu doing their best to not crumble into a blushing mess from his advances. “Ehhh? Does my boyfriend have a wandering eye? Has he found others cute besides me? How mean!”
“The others are cute in the way little siblings are. You, on the other hand, are someone cute in the way I want to see you fumble around,” Trey then pulled away to turn back to his curry pot, “--and you have to cry out for me to help you~”
Yuu’s brow twitched. They puffed their cheeks and turned to their cutting board in a huff. “Now you’re just making it sound like I’m a dummy! Well jokes on you, I’m going to shred these carrots so good, you’ll be thanking me for making this curry!” With that, Yuu eagerly went to chop away with a bemused Trey at their side. Despite the little squabbles here and there, it wasn’t enough to sorely annoy the two. If anything, it brought the couple closer. Which was made abundantly clear by how close the two stood next to each other and lightly pressed their shoulders together to be affectionate.
Time passed in comfortable silence. Trey continued to perfect the taste of the curry base while Yuu rhythmically chopped away. Just then, an idea passed Yuu’s mind. With a good-sized slice of carrot, they carefully carved away it and smiled at their handiwork.
“Hey, Trey. Check it out!”
Trey spared a look over and saw Yuu with a carrot star held up in front of their eye. “Pretty cool, eh?” Trey grinned at his partner.
“Hey, not bad for a first time carving! You know, actually… You should make more of them! We can toss them into the curry! I’m sure it’ll be a nice surprise for the boys.”
“You think so?” Yuu smiled, eyes closed like a content cat who got the best cream. “You can leave it to me!” With renewed vigor, Yuu carved away at various carrot slices to make an array of stars. With Trey’s help, the stars were slid away into the cooking concoction. Yuu would watch with wide-eyed wonder as Trey made the final touches to the curry. Seeing the carrot stars swirl in the mixture almost made it look like a spiral galaxy of delicious food. With a quick taste test, Trey hummed, and nodded in satisfaction.
“I think that should do it! We’re done! All you gotta do is plop it on some rice and it’s ready to serve.”
“Awesome! Finally, I’m starving! Hold on, lemme go get the others and we can–” but before Yuu could finish their statement, a gentle kiss suddenly hushed them. Trey then pulled away just as quickly and smiled shyly with rose-tinted cheeks.
“I really appreciate you staying with me in the kitchen. I mean it. Not a lot of people come by to keep me company while I cook. I think the last time I ever felt so happy cooking was when we made that chestnut tart together with the others,” he chuckled.
Yuu was a goner, instantly overcome with a great blush, and their body trembled in sheer adoration for the man before them. “That’s not fair… Being cute like that… C’mere, you dork.”
Kisses were peppered all over Trey’s face and Trey himself couldn’t stop the giggles from bubbling up and popping in delight. “I’m not a dork!”
“Yes, you are. Being all sappy and sweet like that. Now shut up and kiss me,” and who was Trey to stop a final kiss to be sealed between him and Yuu. The moment of sweetness was cut abruptly though by a flash and camera click. The couple quickly turned to the kitchen’s entrance to see a number of eyes peeking around the corner. One pair was sheepishly trying to hide his phone away.
“Oops, I left the flash and sound on…”
“Cater!” A number of familiar voices groaned in exasperation.
“Waaaah, enough of the smooching! I wanna eat!” One particular voice yowled that Yuu sighed at. Trey could only laugh. He had a feeling tonight’s dinner was going to be more hearty than usual.
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her eyes are the colour of shrek’s swamp. I mean that in the kindest way, honestly she’d be flattered. brown and green, softly swirling together as she looks at me. they really are beautiful. I gently push her short curls out of her face so i can see them better. I kiss the tip of her perfect nose, grinning at her adorable giggle. Her dimples stand out when she smiles at me like that. I pull her in by the front of her sweater, and well, the rest is history.
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I delicately curl her hair between my fingers, watching the ringlets bounce as i gently tugged on them. I look up into her loving eyes, kissing the tip of her nose to hear her giggle. She curls closer to me, humming along to the music I forgot was playing. She's too distracting.
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