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octotriosimp · 9 months
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Poor Crewel 😭😔 that outfit is a crime where is my seem ripper such a waste of fabric.
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dizplicity-draws · 1 year
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Sketches
Women are cool
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nikiniluna · 10 months
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Camp Vargas be like:
Jamil: Ace’s missing!
Everyone: Nah, he’s just ditching!
Epel: Leona’s missing!
Everyone: Nah, he’s just ditching!
Jack: Deuce’s missing!
Everyone: Oh shit!!! Someone is taking the students!
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angrytomatto · 9 months
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Bring down the eel
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Basketball Club's Camping Cuddles
Coach Vargas said the tents can hold one or two students, but how about two and (technically) a half student?
NOTE: I only write for female reader, but everyone is welcome to read it!
Poly Relationships between club members (Character/Reader/Character)
Ace is a brat, Floyd is a biter. Jamil is pretty.
Maybe part one of a series? Maybe not?
— (っ˘▽˘)(˘▽˘)˘▽˘ς)
— Jamil/Reader/Floyd
Jamil has no idea how this has become his life (that's a lie, he absolutely knows), but trying to fluff pillows with almost two meters of eel trying to lay on his lap like an extremely oversized dog is not how he imagined his life going... Not that he is complaining. Much. Floyd's loopy smiles and soft bites to his waist are very endearing.
"Aww, look at you two~"
And here comes the third member of their odd trio, the one that somehow managed to bring all of them together. It had been quite the rollercoaster of feelings and misunderstandings, what with Jamil's denial, Floyd's obliviousness and (Y/N)'s stubborness. They all cried at least once during their Relationship Talk™ (™ courtesy of their girlfriend). Grim woke up to the three of them cuddling on the run down couch of Ramshackle Dorm, and Jamil learned the hard way that Floyd running and Floyd flying are practically synonyms when he panicked over being late to make Kalim's breakfast.
And that eels can run very well carrying two people and a cat in their arms.
"Shrimpy~!"
"Not so loud," Jamil whisper-yells, shoving a pillow on Floyd's face, knowing that won't stop his boyfriend anyways. "She's not supposed to be here, remember?"
"If she's not supposed to be here, why you fluffing her pillow, Sea Snake~?" Jamil can't see it, but he knows Floyd has his toothy grin on show. "And the spare blanket in your bag-"
"Aww, Jamil" (Y/N) coos, closing the tent behind her and kneeling near them. She leans forwards and he gladly takes the greeting kiss offered. "It's a good thing Vargas made me and Grim sleep on a tent outside, it's easier to sneak out."
"You could've been in danger, though," he watches as his girlfriend takes the pillow from his hands and places it down, kissing Floyd softly, the eel giggling in happiness.
"Considering I'm under Crowley's 'care', danger has become an old friend."
"I'll gladly squeeze him for ya, Shrimpy!"
"Maybe in the future. Right now, I just wanna cuddle with my boys."
Thankfully, the eel doesn't feel like being a brat tonight, so other than demanding goodnight kisses from both of them, he goes to bed willingly. Floyd's kisses are always electric, alluring, dangerous, and funnily enough, the viper is the one attracted to that sweet poison. (Y/N)'s kisses are gentler, kinder, firmer, ensuring him that everything is alright and he is safe.
"Where did you leave Grim?" he asks, because he knows best than anyone what she would never leave her furry companion to face any danger.
"I left Grim with Ace, to help him stay awake and keep his mouth shut."
Floyd giggles again, pulling her down to lay where their makeshift beds meet, her back pressed against his chest. Jamil takes his place on the other side of their girlfriend, covering them with the blankets to stop the chilly mountain air to get to them. His face finds the crook of her neck, her and Floyd's arms find his waist.
Glued together, they sleep.
— (っ˘▽˘)(˘▽˘)˘▽˘ς)
— Jamil/Reader/Ace
"You are the most infuriating person I've ever had the displeasure of meeting and I have to teach Kalim basic decency every single day."
"You wanna kiss me so bad, it makes you look stupid~"
Ace laughs when Jamil groans, enjoying the annoyed but still helplessly endeared expression on his pretty face. Seven, Jamil is so pretty, it's unfair. If Ace were a little less confident (cocky, Jamil would correct him if he could read minds), Ace would be wondering how the hell did he score someone like that.
But, then again, Ace managed to score (Y/N) too, and the Housewarden of Ramshackle is the biggest catch in the whole school.
Speaking of her.
"Floyd is having so much fun scaring the fairies, I feel a little bad for them."
"The more entertained he is, the less headache for us," Jamil promptly answers, offering her one of his rare soft smiles.
He unfairly gets the first greeting kiss, but Ace is always ready to upstage anyone. When she turns to him, he cups her face and kisses her deeply, practically pulling her to his lap. She's blushing cutely when they separate, and the redhead can only pretend he isn't just as red despite being the one to start it.
"We're here to sleep, not make out."
"Again, Jams, if you want a kiss, just kiss me, no need to play tsundere~"
Much to his surprise, the Vice Housewarden does exactly that, grabbing the first year's jacket and tugging him forward until their lips meet.
Jamil's kisses are warm, scalding even, they taste of spice and whispers, they make Ace's heart speed up and his lips tingle. Ace barely has any time to breath before he's being brought to another kiss, this time with their girlfriend. Her kisses are lukewarm, like before bed tea, sweet and fluffy like a dream, making his heart slow in a satisfied hum.
Next thing he knows, they're all cuddling together under the covers, enjoying the closeness they rarely are able to enjoy at school.
— (っ˘▽˘)(˘▽˘)˘▽˘ς)
— Floyd/Reader/Ace
"Don't bite me!"
"But you're soooo soft~"
Floyd giggles when Crabby glares at him, his big eyes and blushing cheeks making him look like a pouting little crab. Makes him want to bite his Crabby even more, and squeeze him real good.
"You guys are biting and no one called me?"
"Shrimpy~!"
"Shhh, not so loud. Jamil may not care, but the others might," Shrimp scolds him, but her smile and the playful boop to his nose contradict her words. She's so soft and pretty, he wants to bite her.
So he does. And she answers with a cute little squeal and giggle, gently biting him back. No matter how many times he assures her that he can take her bites, what with her flat teeth and weak human jaw, she still insists on being gentle. Someone so delicate treating him so delicately is so fun to see~
In contrast, Crab has no problem sinking his teeth on Floyd's shoulder, trying his best to leave a mark as dark as Floyd usually leaves on them. Luckily for him, Floyd's human form has softer skin than his merfolk form, and he manages to leave a big purple bruise. So fun, he is so fun~
"Now, let's to sleep! Coach Lob– Vargas is going to wake us up really early tomorrow."
Floyd giggles at her slip up, not resisting the sudden urge to kiss her pretty lips. He has never resisted that urge, anyway. Her kisses always start a bit shy, but soon enough she's biting his lips back and running her nails up and down his neck, going from a helpless Shrimpy to a treacherous Siren.
"I'm feeling like a third wheel here," Crabby complains, arms crossed. Azul likes to say Floyd is a brat, but he has never seen this side of Crabby, and he shall never see it if the merman has any say on it.
Instead of answering, the eel breaks the kiss with their girlfriend and kisses the complaining crab. Kisses with Crabby are fun too, starting with the redhead trying to dominate Floyd the best he can, full of determination and rebellion. He has yet to win, though, for Floyd enjoys making him give in and melt, becoming docile like an anemone.
The night goes by far too quickly, if you ask Floyd. One moment they're all laughing under the blankets, exchanging kisses and bites, the next Coach Lobster is waking them up with his annoying loud voice.
Floyd has a sudden urge to have lobster for breakfast.
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sleepyorchidmonster · 5 months
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What about a third version of Camp Vargas, but this time, both the Sports and Cultural clubs participate?
The setup remains the same, both with the challenges and the teams (as well as the crazy teacher), though there are a few changes.
With Malleus present, Leona is sufficiently motivated to crush the competition, so neither of them gets kidnapped early on (Spelldrive club is kind of worried with this rivalry). Vargas still recruits Lillia, though.
Idia, Ace, Deuce and Ortho do end up missing again.
Jamil is NOT having a good time with Floyd, but at least Kalim has the light music club with him.
Floyd is trying to stay as far away from Jade as possible. He doesn't want to deal with mushrooms.
The biggest change, however, is when the monster shows up at night. After the attack on the camp, the remaining players include:
- Trey, who has lost his entire dorm and club.
- Leona, Ruggie and Jack.
- The entire Octotrio, currently annoyed at being threathened.
- Vil, who lost Rook and Epel.
- Malleus and Sebek, who lost Lillia and Silver.
- Rip Scarabia and Ignihyde.
You see, the third years are VERY protective of their freshmen, so much that Vil, Trey and Leona literally went to a haunted park to protect them. And they just saw all of their students screaming in terror while being hunted like animals, so they are furious.
It's not a game of survival anymore, it's monster deer hunting season, featuring an angry dragon and a few annoyed older siblings.
Trey almost turned Vargas's blood into Maple syrup. And started chasing him with a giant toothbrush.
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hadashigrm · 1 year
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q-iamo1987 · 1 year
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lol i love him
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leonatamer · 1 year
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🌲 Vargas Camp 🏕️
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~Yonah Outdoor Wear~
My first and last attempt to mimic the official cards. Kudos to anyone who does it regularly 😂 I had fun drawing this piece, tho.
The reason she's not wearing PE clothes like the rest of the students is because she knows that it can be pretty chilly at night in the woods so she haggled some outdoor clothes from the headmaster. (We all know that he owes her/MC/Yuu this much at least)
Also a lil fancomic regarding Yonah's outfit :)
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....well, the color scheme was done on purpose by ME but Yonah doesn't need to know that. 😈
more fancomics? (masterlist)
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jadeleechisagoodboy · 9 months
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I’m literally taking so many screenshots, these are only a handful of them, but I’m just so happy for him!!!
It’s kinda funny, because I’m trying to read the story from the perspective of my yuusona being a member of the Mountain Lovers Club, so every time it cuts back to Yuu doing record keeping duties, I’m like, “Wait, no! Why are you leaving your club! Go back!!”
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natsury-kazuki · 2 years
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CARD SPOILER I'M BREATHING HARD 😭😭😭😭😭 AZZZZZUL
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Omg 💛 Vargas Camp 2 spoilers
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batneko · 11 months
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I spent way too long on this
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oooziggy · 9 months
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Hoo boy, I have a thing or two to say about this one
The first time they revealed monster sprite my brain went full throttle with headcanons - those wing-like attachments could be extra limbs, or biblically accurate wings, or tails (POSSIBILITIES ARE ENDLESS from soemthing celestial to something animalistic looking) So many routes to go for: It looks pretty disastrous - everything is being mashed into one costume, unless you break it down into something simpler And so I did, it was still difficult to execute - the further I went with drawing the harder it was to finish. In the end I dropped the piece on this stage Oh well, it was a good practice nevertheless
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sbk-zgvlt · 10 months
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Proof for the previous ask I did on anon <:) I think it was indicated in JP that it’s blot but I uh I forgor
GIRLIE IM LITERALLY LOOKING THROUGH JP TRANSLATIONS RN BRB GOTTA TAKE NOTE CHAPTER 10 CALL IT QUITS ALRIGHT ALRIGHT ALRIGHT
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SO i found two translations and these bitches wont tell me if he's actually coughing up blot but IT IS DEFINITELY FUCKING IMPLIED PSYCHE IM GOING INSANE WHAT THE FUCK. I wasnt able to get vargas camp sebek in the event AND his rerun in the eng server im going to KMS I WANTED THAT FUCKING CARD
But also look at these besties
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Ahem.
Later on in the event, when Floyd realizes that Ruggie used his UM to get Couch Vargas into the swamp, Jack and Sebek get concerned and demand that they tell Couch Vargas to make sure he isn't affected by the blot (Then they find out he stole some magical gems so, ehe).
...WHY DIDN'T THEY TELL VARGAS ABOUT SEBEK SO CLOSE TO RETCHING UP BLOT...GIRL...
Im going to add this to the "Another Life-Death situation that Sebek Did NOT Tell Anyone Else About/Was Left Forgotten" list. Just you wait im about to make another post for this
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Spelldrive Club's Camping Cuddles
Coach Vargas said the tents can hold one or two students, but how about two and (technically) a half student?
NOTE: I only write for female reader, but everyone is welcome to read it!
Poly Relationships between club members (Character/Reader/Character)
Suggestive at the beginning? Leona and Ruggie, man, they just do things to me.
Also, headcanon that Ruggie has a really diverse and a bit odd set of skills because he's had many, many jobs.
— (っ˘▽˘)(˘▽˘)˘▽˘ς)
— Leona/Reader/Ruggie
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"Do you want me to sing you a lullaby? Shishishi~"
Leona smirks at Ruggie's yelp when he pulls the hyena down, forcing him to straddle his hips. Oh, how many sleepless nights of theirs started like this? Ruggie seems to think the same, a soft blush rising to his cheeks, trying to tug his wrists free of Leona's hands.
"Leona, not here!" the second year chides, trying to move away.
"Why, afraid everyone will hear you being loud?"
And, Seven, can Ruggie be loud. From whining to moaning to howling, he's an entire symphony that the second prince just can't get enough of. Specially when their girlfriend joins the orchestra with her own sweet sounds. They're lucky his room back in Savanaclaw is soundproof.
But this tent isn't.
"Hey, no teasing the hyena without me!" (Y/N) pouts as she enters, bringing with her a pillow and a blanket to add to their pile.
"No teasing the hyena, period!" Ruggie hisses, blush deepening when Leona runs his hands over his thighs, hips and waist. He hits the third year's chest with his now free hands, too lightly to really do any of the damage the blonde is capable of. "Leona!"
"Fine, fine, I'll let you keep your pride," the lion huffs, giving his waist a last squeeze before pulling him down for a kiss.
Ruggie's kisses are so, so greedy, he takes and takes and takes, like a starved man, and Leona doesn't mind giving and giving and giving, doesn't mind being wanted so greatly. They separate with a loud noise, a string of saliva briefly connecting them before breaking.
"My turn!"
Without waiting for anything, the girl throws a leg over Leona's belly, and he has a second to revel at the feeling of both his loves on him before her lips are on his. Differently from Ruggie, (Y/N) gives and gives and gives, though she's isn't any less greedy, taking pleasure in giving and having him take. And he takes, takes and takes and takes, allowing her to fill every nook and cranny of his soul.
This kiss ends much as the previous kiss, and Leona watches with half lidded eyes as his lovers—his his his—give, and give and give, and take, and take and take. Only when they're satisfied do they turn their attention back to him, all three agreeing silently to allow the charged air around them to turn into gentle warmth.
They do still have to sleep, and they are all cuddlers.
Though Leona, surprisingly, takes a bit more to fall asleep than the two resting their heads on his chest, thinking of what just transpired. His lovers having fun together on top of him, now there's something new for them to try when they return to NRC.
He might even stay awake for all of it.
— Ruggie/Reader/Epel
— (っ˘▽˘)(˘▽˘)˘▽˘ς)
"How come you're so good at this?"
"Hm? I worked at a spa a few times. Had to learn fast and proper."
Epel looks at him with big eyes full of awe, and Ruggie isn't sure how he feels about it, but he can tell is a good feeling. He's not used to being awe worthy, unless we're talking about the children back home. All his life, the skills he cultivated were nothing but necessities, and he never thought of them as incredible, or of himself as incredible for having them. He's sure that if he can do it, everyone can.
"Wait until he gives you a massage," (Y/N) grins from the makeshift bed, watching them with what the hyena can only call loving eyes. "Our boyfriend is so good at everything he does~"
"Now that's a lie, my grades on History of Magic should prove that much."
"I'm sure that if it was an actually useful skill, you'd have it down," Epel mumbles, trying to stay still so Ruggie can finish cleaning off the product.
Poor boy, having to go through a long night routine just so Vil wouldn't throw a hissy fit. Ruggie feels bad for him, he can't imagine how it must feel like to have a Housewarden breathing down your neck every awake minute. Leona is a blessing in comparison.
"I dunno about that–"
"Nope, not listening! It's Ruggie appreciation hours in this house."
"It's a tent–"
"Ruggie appreciation hours~!" The first year parrots, grinning teasingly at him.
Ruggie is done feeling bad for him.
"Ok, ok, enough. We're done here, this should be enough to fool Vil for long enough for you to get to your room and actually do it all."
"Thank you, Ruggie."
Epel hesitates a bit, and Ruggie watches curiously, hands busy closing and returning the products to the bag, as he seems to fight with himself for a second or two before nodding, also to himself, a determined expression on his face.
Next thing the hyena knows, soft lips tasting of apples press against his. He blinks once, twice, thrice, before kissing back, enjoying the rare occasion. Epel is a bit shy with his kisses when it comes to Ruggie, since the second year joined their relationship later, so Ruggie knows to enjoy the moment without hesitation.
Epel is as red as the apples he tastes like once the kiss is over, and Ruggie can't stop the chuckling.
"Aw, look at my boys," (Y/N) coos, smiling brilliantly at them. She's been the bridge between them from the beginning, and it's obvious how happy seeing them together makes her.
"Oh, shush. And come here."
She takes Ruggie's hand promptly, allowing him to pull her close and slot their lips together. Gentle kisses tasting slightly of lip balm, he never gets tired of her kisses, no matter how many she gives him every time she has the chance.
He goes to sleep with the taste of apple and lip balm on his tongue.
— Leona/Reader/Epel
Epel isn't sure how in the world he ended here (and this is true!), and he knows that if Vil catches a whiff of this, the scolding will be just as legendary are the Great Seven themselves. But still.
But still.
But still, he feels so warm when Leona fixes his eyes on him, watching him with almost glowing eyes. The beastman could be sleeping, finally free from the rest of the club and his nagging caretaker, but instead he watches silently as Epel goes through Vil's prescribed skin care.
He feels even warmer when (Y/N) comes in, greeting him with a soft kiss to his shoulder before joining Leona on the makeshift bed, her eyes forever so loving as she cuddles up to their boyfriend.
Their boyfriend.
How the fuck did Epel get here?
Just thinking about how the three came together gives him a headache, specially considering how he was the only one stressing about his feelings, while the other two just... just vibed their way into it. Didn't help that the Prefect and Leona had already been dating, and Epel spent days fighting off the feeling of being an intruder–
Nope. He's not gonna think about that right now.
"Oh, did you finish?" (Y/N) asks, probably noticing that Epel skipped some steps and went directly to the end.
"Yeah, but no. Fuck this and fuck Vil."
"That's the spirit," Leona smirks, a pleased purr following his words. "Bedtime, little bunny."
"Stop calling me that!"
"But you're just so cute~"
Epel glares at him, but he knows that he doesn't look as threatening as he'd like. Then again, who could ever look threatening to Leona Kingscholar of all people?
With a huff, the first year shoves his products in his bag, before finally approaching his partners. Leona is already half asleep, so the kiss is quick, lazy, but very warm. (Y/N)'s goodnight kiss is just as quick, but attentive and sweet.
Vil be damned. Insecurities be damned.
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