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When mom tells me to go outside so I have to remind her what a sigma alpha male is again.
zuck at writting. Don't expect much.
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If you made it here, some blah blah blahs! (～o￣3￣)～ → (blah blah blah...)
I've seen this announcement on Twitter...I've been raving on the sixth season of Black Butler, the Blue Cult Arc!!!
I hope this announcement is real...pleeeaseee....let it be real!!!
I believe it's been 11 or so years since the Blue Cult Arc had came out in the manga.
I'm hoping to see how Violet invited Cheslock. We never got to see that scene in the manga, and I was very disappointed. It's not too big of a deal, though. But I'm praying...hoping...wishing...dreaming...
(I actually did have a dream about this exact idea)...
Next, CHIBI VIOLET!!! Him handing gifts to Ciel was so adorbs!
Ahem, BAD BOY EDWARD. Like- Victorian Justin Bieber, is that you???
Clayton without his glasses on...Joanne being the little brother of the group, and, of course,
꒰﹒pairing: epel felmier x gn!reader
꒰﹒warnings: none!
꒰﹒a/n: my first work with epel!!! hey!!! (ps: I may make the text tiny later on!!!)
epel felmier is insecure about his height, so when you turn your back to him, distracted by picking apples, he will get on his tippy toes to reach for the prettiest apple that caught his eye, high, high up in the tree.
DAY 1
"oh, for me?" you asked. he was nodding, holding the apple right in front of your face. he was the cutest when he was shy.
he seemed like a child hoping their mother would accept the fruit they chose in the supermarket, so when you smiled and replied, "thank you", he became a little less tense, and more satisfied.
his fingers inched to hold yours on the way back…he saw your eyes noticing his hesitating movement, and he immediately looked away. wow, he was embarrassed.
he thought he had swung his arm too much, only to discover that you were holding his hand. and his mind instantly filled up with burning thoughts.
was he blushing? were you equally as embarrassed? did he smell nice? did you like him?
DAY 2
it was a nice, breezy day. fall was inches away. it was a little too 'cozy' for grim, though, he's always hissing about some secret mage hidden in piles of leaves. The children who resided in this town known as -'Mellville'- were oh, so sweet and darling—they may not have been suitable henchmen for the mage, but if anything, they had cans of tuna to spare.
a few night raven college students were residing in large cabins. they were originally created for summer camps, and they still had a board with children's achievements incased behind glass. the dark sky you could see from the glass ceiling of the cabin. in the main cabin were beautiful, round lights—dangling from the glass ceiling like fruits on a tree—how could anybody pass on the opportunity to visit?
vil noticed epel's dedication to getting your attention, and rolled his eyes. epel was very hopeless in terms of romance. luckily for the boy, vil knew all.
"oh, don't crease your brows like that. you'll end up with wrinkles very quickly," vil muttered, placing a head very gently onto epel's head. he didn't want to mess up his hair, so his hand then awkwardly landed on epel's shoulder to give him a slight pat. epel looked up from his seat.
vil used a finger to pat up under epel's chin. a subtle sign to get him to look up. when he did, vil murmured, "here, take this."
he seemed to pull out a flyer out of nowhere. epel took it with soft fingertips. Mellville? he'd never heard of the place.
but he trusted his housewarden's advice, and muttered a thank you as vil walked out.
and boy, was he lucky enough to be with you!
each cabin had rooms—just like the dorms he's always used to—though a bit more smellier. he shared his cabin with some people he knew well enough, one of those people being you!!!
he practiced his smile in the wooden-framed mirror in his cabin room.
a polite smile—he looked weird!!!
a cocky grin—no! you wouldn't like that!!!
his cheeks flushed with embarrassment. he couldn't stop imagining you watching him make these expressions. he turned around. good. nobody is here.
while zoning out in bed, he the image of your face appeared in his mind. no! he needs to focus!
but the though of you smiling made his lips twitch. maybe a nice apple pie would make your day.
he was decent at apple pies. simple. but he was pacing back and forth as the pie rose in the oven. he'd done this countless of times. why was he so nervous right now??!
he exhaled as the pan was gently placed onto the stove to cool. that's what he needed to do now. he leaned back against the island.
his eyes couldn't even fully close until a certain hyena sprinted to the pie.
"aarrgh!!!- n-no!!! back away, ruggie!!!" epel hissed out, pulling ruggie back by his cream coloured hood. he immediately inspected the pie when it came into view.
but unfortunately, the pie wasn't left unscathed.
ruggie pouted, and sadly walked back to his room, still holding half of a very mushed up pie, the little traitor.
Note: hello, everyone!!! you may already be able to tell, but I am trying out a different style today!!! I've seen people use similar styles, so I wanted to give it a shot on this work (yes, it is a series. I have way too many in my drafts that I have way too many things to add and work on, hehe). also, I'm a huge neat-freak. usually, my works are all capitalized well. but I wanted to try and not worry about spelling too much…but it's killing me!!! as I'm writing this right now, I keep putting a capital letter at the start of the sentence. once more, please forgive me for the ooc!...I know this setting is probably hard to understand, and I haven't proofread it yet T - T...this may not be a permanent change (besides, I decided on still capitalizing every I since it literally hurts me not to XD).
Recently, I saw a post of somebody saying that they despised the tiny font on Tumblr. Since I believed that the tiny font was neat, I use it all the time. But now I am concerned that people have difficulty reading my works. Does this apply to anyone? I may ask this question again later on, but If you want me to switch to this regular font, please choose on this poll:
—pairing: Malleus Draconia x fem!reader
—warnings: None (Other than my usual ooc...hahah...have you ever noticed how every writer is worried about ooc, and there is never anyone who thinks their writing is how a character'd really act in that scenario??! Have a little faith, everyone!!! ヾ(≧▽≦*)o)
—a/n: I have so much ideas, but waaaay much more laziness...(_ _)。゜zｚＺ !!!
Sweet little bumblebee—
I know what you want from me~! 🐝
"My love, how are you feeling?" Malleus whispered softly into your ear.
He's been acting like this ever since that you were it was announced that you were with child—he became this fuzzy, clingy creature—ever at your side.
"Mmh…yes, Mal. I'm doing just- fine…" You yawned, stretching your arms as far as they could go. Though, it was a bit hard since he was (gently) resting on your tummy, his large form prevented you from leaving the bed. He acted like he wasn't doing anything…the sly fae—him and his stupid puppy pout.
He made a low, quiet noise—almost similar to a purring noise— as he shifted around. His back was on your side, and his head moved and tilted around, eyes unblinking. He stared up at you with his slit pupils, which would dilate and go back in a way that made him seem like a cute, clingy kitten.
However, you wouldn't fall into his tunnel of tricks. At least—not this time—last night, you two had gotten into an argument—he dared to refuse to indulge in your midnight ice cream cravings.
So, you gave him the silent treatment, and he was forced to sit on the carpeted floor beside your bed, with nothing but a blanket, a pillow and some plushies.
If that wasn't enough, he was pawing gently at your tummy, pressing tiny kisses to your belly and booping his nose against yours whenever he sensed you waking up—a soothing habit to make you pay attention to him…
…which was what he was trying to do right now.
His eyes were wide, his nose was clumsily trying to poke at yours, but his horns were sort of nearly digging into your head.
"…Malleus. What are you doing?…" You asked, not moving an inch.
…
After he realized you weren't giving into his antics, he sighed like an adorable puppy, and rested his now squished cheek on your chest.
"…Fine. Come here…" You muttered, finally giving him attention.
Oh well, it's not as if you could ever resist him for so long, anyways.
Note: My first ever work with Malleus!!! At least, I think so...I may have written for him years ago on an old ao3 account, lol!!! Hope you all like this one!!!
(also...I had absolutely NO idea what the word 'drabble' meant, so I looked it up, and it turns out it means a fanfiction with one hundred words exact or less...oops!!! So sorry...I like everything neat, organized and proper...but I already made my html code and I do not want to change it back!!! Hopefully I get to distract myself and do not get a tantrum or a row with myself about it later on...·´¯`(>▂<)´¯`·. !!!)
—pairing: Malleus Draconia x fem!reader
—warnings: None (Other than my usual ooc...hahah...have you ever noticed how every writer is worried about ooc, and there is never anyone who thinks their writing is how a character'd really act in that scenario??! Have a little faith, everyone!!! ヾ(≧▽≦*)o)
—a/n: I have so much ideas, but waaaay much more laziness...(_ _)。゜zｚＺ !!!
Sweet little bumblebee—
I know what you want from me~! 🐝
"My love, how are you feeling?" Malleus whispered softly into your ear.
He's been acting like this ever since that you were it was announced that you were with child—he became this fuzzy, clingy creature—ever at your side.
"Mmh…yes, Mal. I'm doing just- fine…" You yawned, stretching your arms as far as they could go. Though, it was a bit hard since he was (gently) resting on your tummy, his large form prevented you from leaving the bed. He acted like he wasn't doing anything…the sly fae—him and his stupid puppy pout.
He made a low, quiet noise—almost similar to a purring noise— as he shifted around. His back was on your side, and his head moved and tilted around, eyes unblinking. He stared up at you with his slit pupils, which would dilate and go back in a way that made him seem like a cute, clingy kitten.
However, you wouldn't fall into his tunnel of tricks. At least—not this time—last night, you two had gotten into an argument—he dared to refuse to indulge in your midnight ice cream cravings.
So, you gave him the silent treatment, and he was forced to sit on the carpeted floor beside your bed, with nothing but a blanket, a pillow and some plushies.
If that wasn't enough, he was pawing gently at your tummy, pressing tiny kisses to your belly and booping his nose against yours whenever he sensed you waking up—a soothing habit to make you pay attention to him…
…which was what he was trying to do right now.
His eyes were wide, his nose was clumsily trying to poke at yours, but his horns were sort of nearly digging into your head.
"…Malleus. What are you doing?…" You asked, not moving an inch.
…
After he realized you weren't giving into his antics, he sighed like an adorable puppy, and rested his now squished cheek on your chest.
"…Fine. Come here…" You muttered, finally giving him attention.
Oh well, it's not as if you could ever resist him for so long, anyways.
Note: My first ever work with Malleus!!! At least, I think so...I may have written for him years ago on an old ao3 account, lol!!! Hope you all like this one!!!
(also...I had absolutely NO idea what the word 'drabble' meant, so I looked it up, and it turns out it means a fanfiction with one hundred words exact or less...oops!!! So sorry...I like everything neat, organized and proper...but I already made my html code and I do not want to change it back!!! Hopefully I get to distract myself and do not get a tantrum or a row with myself about it later on...·´¯`(>▂<)´¯`·. !!!)
PLS PLS WRITE ABT JOANNE WITH A SECRET ADMIRER🙏🏻🙏🏻 I LOVVVE HOW YOU WRITE HIM SM🥹🥹(literally js discovered ur account now!!!) SPECIFICALLY BEFORE MAURICE GOT EXPOSED🙏🏻🙏🏻 thaksyu..🩵🩵(I’m getting fed so well)
✦/❤ Joanne Harcourt With A Secret Admirer Hcs
—pairing: Joanne Harcourt x gn!reader
—warnings: None
—a/n: Heyaa!!! Thanks so much, I'm so glad people enjoyed my first Joanne work. I thought that this idea was cute—sorry for the lateness and short hcs...I'm also drawing him waaay more now!!!
"But when I met you, right away, I knew.
You would never, ever, ever hurt me!"
⤷ ꒰ᯓྀི🌹🕯 Sneaking into the library was such a hassle. He'd have to rush into the crowd to blend himself in with all the students just to get a book to study!
⤷ ꒰ᯓྀི🌹🕯 Ever since the incident at the Swan Gazebo, he'd been teased, bullied, and worst of all, ignored.
⤷ ꒰ᯓྀི🌹🕯 Everybody would just assume and believe all the rumors—but they weren't true!—If only he could prove his innocence to even just one person…
⤷ ꒰ᯓྀི🌹🕯 He reached on his tippy-toes, fingers stretched towards a book. Were people laughing and pointing towards his turned back? He felt so anxious.
⤷ ꒰ᯓྀི🌹🕯 Maurice was such a snake! He was so sure he'd been lied to, four p.m. was when he had told him to arrive. Right? Maybe he really forgot…he started to doubt himself.
⤷ ꒰ᯓྀི🌹🕯 If he could stay hidden for as long as he stayed at Weston, surely, he'd be fine.
⤷ ꒰ྀ۫ ׅ🔎 Joanne was so cute!!! Watching him struggle to pick up a book made you want to sneak up to help him grab it and charm him away.
⤷ ꒰ྀ۫ ׅ🔎 It was a well-established rule that bullying was not allowed. But it'd be fine if you snuck in tiny pins in each of the laughing student's loafers, right? After all, they started it. And the administrators must be blind.
⤷ ꒰ྀ۫ ׅ🔎 You felt guilt over seeing Joanne shrink into himself. Bullies were the same in every other school; they have no empathy and are always gossiping shamelessly, sometimes in front of the very victim they speak bad of.
⤷ ꒰ྀ۫ ׅ🔎 Late at night, there were these boys sneaking in the night, either placing or taking letters shaped as roses.
⤷ ꒰ྀ۫ ׅ🔎 Admittedly, you'd been a little curious. It wouldn't hurt to sneak a peak at a letter or two, right?
⤷ ꒰ྀ۫ ׅ🔎 Reading the letters, you found that they were orders signed by some individual named "M".
⤷ ꒰ྀ۫ ׅ🔎 It didn't take long to realise that the "M" stood for Maurice. Maurice Cole. You tore the papers in your hand. All you could find. Maurice had to rush and brew tea that morning, all by himself, very, very, confused…
