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I'm Axvie and my persona is a little ghost. I'm an artist, writer, and casual gamer. Usually draw my own creatures though I have been fixating on the mobile game Twisted Wonderland lately. Oh and feel free to suggest pokemon fusions to me to draw!
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#axv art - art that I have drawn
#axv writing & #axv writing fanfic - pieces I have written; original & fanfiction
#random - stuff that doesn't necessarily match this blog flow or isn't necessarily related to anything else on this blog
Reblogs are awesome, but I do appreciate likes as well!
I love cats, I'm a cis woman, I'm autistic, and I think I'm somewhere on the asexual spectrum. I think I'm heteromantic since I've only had crushes on dudes before, but I've never dated.
I have a list of my own characters that I would love to get prompts for, even if it's something silly like just saying hi or asking what they would be like in a certain game. It's quite fun to think of what they'd be like in other situations and how they may be like if they were born in these certain universes.
Sex tends to gross me out, so I won't be writing sex scenes. I may suggest something has happened, but I have no interest in writing such stuff. I will write relationship scenarios, but having not ever been in one, there's a chance it may sound off... so oof. I am open to criticism/correction about anything I get wrong about how people work or whatnot. I know there's quite a bit of stuff in the world that I do not understand, but I would like to understand.
I was assuming there would be a lot of reblogs of the funny posts people found above this one but sadly itâs apparently mostly adds or this being the first thing of their feed.
[ID: A screenshot of two posts. The top post is from three dollars dot com, with no spaces between words, posted on July 15. Post says âThey invented 1,000,000 foods by doing some bullshit to milkâ. There are no commas in the number.
Second post is by tim-official, posted on jun 2, saying: âscroll back up! Thatâs a postâ. But there is a semi-colon where the apostrophe is supposed to be in âthatâsâ.]
I think Jamil would absolutely be into having a partner who can pick him up with ease. I'm talking like he hurts his ankle or something and you're like oh no let me help you! And he's like no it's okay-
Only for you to pick him up princess style.
He's immediately flustered and embarrassed but he has this mortifying realization that omfg he's into it. He's like a blushing school girl and you kinda look at him oblivious and thinking he's getting sick or something which in turn makes him go more red in the face.
My yuu-inserted oc should be able to lift the whole cast I think? (Iâm not certain where realistic weight lifting is but I have been considering cartoonish levels as I try to decide more about the world she comes from. So maybe I should double check my notes for what my guess on a more realistic number is and check if twst even lists the boysâ weights.)
I should totally contemplate how each and every boy would react to being princess-carried. Especially by a small prefect.
Jamil deserves to be carried around every now and then.
For disability pride, think I want to focus on this one thing that been bothering me
Been very frustrated lately by lack of phone call accessibility as someone who lacks speech but needs a lot of resources to stay healthy.
With rise of AI, it's only getting worse and worse.
More places changing their systems to incorporate AI answering machines.
Thing is...
Whenever I hear most people ranting about this change, it's usually about how annoying it is from an abled-person perspective or environmental or ethical impact.
Which are important valid reasons to be upset. I share those sentiments too.
But feel like disability is once again forgotten about within important discussion about change.
AI creates terrible language accessibility issues.
In fact, that's why it so annoying to deal with it.
In the past, if a place didn't have a call center or desk person to answer calls, they use extentions.
That meant you had to press a few numbers to get the right person.
Now with AI, you're expected to have a full conversation with a robot.
Tell them why you're calling, who you need to speak to, verify your info so the humans don't have to later, etc.
These bots can be bad at understanding what able-people are saying, so imagine how they handle these disabled callers:
People who use AAC (speech aids/devices)
People who slur, stutter, have "strange" voice or pronunciation
People with rapid or disorganized speech
People who use poor grammar & who don't speak full words or sentences
People who mix up similar common words
People with "deaf accent"
(i don't know if there is a different preferred term for this. Im sorry if I sound offensive. Please Lmk)
People with non-communicative speech such as vocal tics, echolalia, or babbling
Anyone who uses speech or language in a way that needs a human mind to interpret
Anyone whose voice sounds notably different
Ability to understand what AI is saying can be harder too:
d/Deaf people and other hearing differences
Auditory processing disorder
Receptive language disorder
Developmental disability, especially intellectual and learning disabilities
(AI can't help people who need things explained a certain way. AI unreliable and fails to adapt a lot.)
Anyone who frequently can't make out sounds and/or speech
Anyone who frequently has trouble with meanings in conversation
The problems I often face with AI answering machines (and that I'm sure many other disabled people have faced as well):
AI slightly mishearing me/my device
AI mishearing so badly that it basically makes up a fake conversation
AI not hearing me/my device at all
AI registering tics and stims as answers
AI "explaining" an instruction by repeating the same instruction again word-for-word
AI directing me to the wrong person without trying to confirm what I said
AI sometimes just... hanging up on me right after I speak my first answer...
These are the machines being put in front of
hospitals
doctors offices
mental health centers
pharmacies
transportation and in-home care
health insurance member services
medical supply companies
government resource agencies
non-profit organizations
advocacy groups
justice centers & other legal resources
customer service lines
many other places disabled people often need to access from home
It's another example of some of the most vulnerable being pushed away from the things we need, and we're also being forgotten in these discussions about things that can affect us a lot
Next time someone is ranting about AI job interviewers, please also remember:
the AI pharmacy assistants that make it impossible for someone with a speech disorder to sort out their meds
the AI scheduler that won't allow a D/deaf person to access the right extension of the clinic to set up an appointment
the AI agent that confuses an intellectually disabled person into anger and tears
the AI answerer that hangs up on a mentally ill person seeking help in crisis because they aren't speaking coherently enough
Human beings need to be at the forefront of human resources and issues for disabled people especially. Please remember us. Please fight.
Just typical english speech to text stuff tend to have trouble with anyone who doesnât speak specifically like an american, and even then Iâve seen one of those misinterrupt a breath as âthank youâ?? I doubt gen ai has a much better ability at understanding anything vocal.
One of my biggest gripes with gen AI is how it was unethically trained by basically just stealing everything off the internet.
Second biggest gripe is that with everything I see and hear about gen ai, is that itâs simply not ready for wide-spread commercial use.
Awful that apparently the ai will just hang up on people. I have no idea whatâs the reasoning behind it. If it has some directive to hang up if it seems like âmindlessâ or âdrunkâ calls, or maybe even supposed to detect if itâs an accidental butt-dial⌠or if itâs simply mishearing something and thinks itâs being told by the caller to hang up.
I took the mispelling at face value considering the other posts Iâve seen from Pukicho. I took it as part of his housewife duties, he dutifully created holes in some clothes.
Insert joke of that I can make Pukicho a housewife but Iâm too scared that it will be mistaken as serious and that Iâm seriously hitting on Pukicho. This is as brave as Iâll be right now.
Someone mentioned how Sebek from Twisted Wonderland surely thrives in warm weather. I do recall him not liking the cold in the Harveston event. He is part crocodile fae so it makes sense to me that he relates to reptiles with doing better in sunlight and warmth. Makes me think heâd probably do just fine in the kingdom Boboâs from, which I imagine to usually be very warm and humid despite no sunshine. Like in the 80s farenheit wise, and Iâm currently on mobile so Iâm too lazy to look up what the equivalent is in celsiusâŚ
I like to briefly imagine the Twst boys visiting Boboâs kingdom but as itâs all been brief, I havenât contemplated who would struggle and who would be fine with the temperature there. Most of them are likely going to struggle a bit with the lack of light as itâs an underground kingdom where most of its human inhabitants have evolved to having animal like vision to actually see better in the dark.
Well this is just a random ramble post so I may as well think about it now.
Those that can likely see just fine would be basically all of the non human cast. I assume they have heightened hearing as well so theyâre probably fine with how the population speaks a little quieter than usual. In the Mycelind kingdom I imagine the humans there have also evolved to have better hearing to help counter the lack of light. Plus being quieter helps with the man-eating beasts there.
Sebek is often loud and I recall one of his voice lines mentioning being loud so he can be clearly heard. I would think that fae have better and thus more sensitive hearing but Malleus and Lilia never complain. Sebek is part human and has a human father so I canât fully speculate if him being so loud is just for faes or if heâs possibly taking in account his father maybe not having the same level of hearing as others in Briar Valley. Could simply be him being ready to assist Malleus in any way, like addressing a crowd to make way.
Bobo can be loud as she has addressed crowds. Sheâs also aware of needing to speak slightly louder around regular humans due to all the times sheâs had to visit the neighboring above kingdom. A kingdom I have named but keep forgetting and Iâm too lazy to go check. So she usually uses her slightly louder voice in Twst as she subconsciously connects sunlight and being above ground as being with people who canât quite hear her otherwise.
Subconscious instead of having her clock those around her as having similar hearing to her or not as I like to think she views everyone rather equally as sheâs rather affected by how the main clear dangerous stuff to her are the underground man-eating beasts and some species of mushrooms. Itâs to a point that she doesnât really understand that when Floyd talks about squeezing that itâs usually supposed to be seen as a threat.
Anyway, those that could stand the heat and humidity of Mycelind just fine or possibly thrive in it may be:
Leona and Ruggie aare from a warm place so they probably be somewhat used to it, but the humidity and how going in any âshadeâ doesnât change the temperature may affect them. Same for Jamil and Kalim, though I think their homeland is likely drier than Leona and Ruggieâs.
Vil and Rook might be fine as I assume that Vil is used to some degree of heat due to being a popular actor and model. Though he is elite so itâs unlikely heâs been in cheaper productions that couldnât properly keep staff cool, but depending where all heâs filmed there could be situations heâs had to deal with heat? Iâm sure he probably wouldnât like how humid it is as surely Mycelind is going to make everyone sweaty.
Rook, I think heâs mentioned being like all over the world? He gives vibes of just being adjustable to any situation⌠either way with how positive he is, he could be dying from the heat and humidity and still sing praises about it all.
I recall in the Port Fest event that Idia basically revealed being practically immune to heat? Like his curse seems to make it so he doesnât feel high heat and his body isnât bothered by it at all. Then in the Harveston event he mentioned his cursed hair does seem to make him warmer as not only is he seemingly not really cold, but heâs also stressed that he seems to draw people closer to himself with the heat he gives off. Iâm so dead certain that cats would love him.
So I think Idia is immune to like any temperature as his curse seems to regulate his body in any situation? Ortho might be immune too though there is the chance that whatever frame heâs using doesnât do well in heat. Electronics usually struggle with high heat and tend to run warm, so if his frame doesnât have any countermeasures to that, he might be in trouble.
Mycelind is more technologically advanced than its neighbor and I like to imagine theyâve found a way for daily gadgets to do just fine in the heat and humidity. I also like to imagine that surely there are colder spots in Mycelind due to being underground and that they build servers and other machinery-dense things there.
Malleus is a dragon fae and his dragon form does look like that of the european dragon. So along with being likely some part reptile and of the fire-breathing dragon, surely heâs heat immune? Then with what I said at the start, Sebek might even be more energetic in Mycelind. Which is slightly scary as Harveston shows that the cold canât hold him back. He will power through anything.
Those that may struggle and/or not be used to the heat and humidity of the Mycelind Kingdom are:
The entire Heartslabyul gang seems to be from a twst version of England, though Cater has moved constantly. From what I hear, England is probably usually on the cooler end as itâs often overcast? Though I am aware that currently itâs unnaturally hot and not doing well⌠and that most of England does not have the same type of air-conditioning that most America homes have.
I donât recall if Cater has said if he specifically moved a lot as in just around the Kingdom of Hearts or all over the world. I know my family used to have to move a lot before I was four but that was just to all over America. Same reason as Cater, for my dadâs job, but different jobs. Caterâs dad as a banker could be across nations, my dadâs was just within America.
So I technically donât know. Trey and Cater did seem to do fine in Jamilâs hometown event, but most of the event members did. As despite being in a dry desert, thereâs plenty of canals and shade. This technically could mean Jamil and Kalim could struggle in Mycelind but I donât grasp enough about the differences in humidity⌠Iâve only lived in drought/desert states which tend to be hot during summer and dry most of the time. With the current climate there are wild fires in my home state, one was close enough to make the air smell smoky and even briefly rained ash⌠but so far Iâve been relatively lucky where I am. I imagine all other drought/desert states must be having wild fires too.
(Apparently a friend of my dad who works in some city position kept getting calls asking why we couldnât have locals setting off fireworks for fourth of july. I would have thought the brief ash rain and near whole day of smoke smell before July would have prevented such questions⌠if the callers were all simply unaware of all our firefighters being busy with wild fires⌠but people do love fireworks here and usually set them off throughout the month.)
Jack was in Leonaâs hometown event and had heatstroke. The game has mentioned him being from a snowy place. So he would just suffer in Mycelind, the poor guy.
Azul, Floyd, and Jade all mention coming from an icey depth of the oceans so I imagine they struggle a little in the heat. I think I somewhat recall Azul complaining about the heat in the Stitch event? I also vaguely recall Jade stepping out of a freezer that he was apparently waiting in, in one of the beans events? He didnât mind the cold at all. So I only imagine they all three struggle in hot temperatures.
Epel is from a snowy place but I donât recall if his hometown event mentioned if it snows year round or not. Iâm leaning towards it only snows during winter and/or half of the year? Where I imagine it does snow year round from where Jack is? Epel does help with farm work so likely has worked up a sweat. Depending on how warm it actually gets at his home and how heated farm-work gets him, he might actually be okay with Mycelind? Though Iâm leaning towards it gets uncomfortable the longer heâs there since he canât actually cool off, which his body surely does once heâs done with farm-work.
Lilia and Silver Iâm assuming would struggle to some degree. Lilia has mentioned not doing well in direct sunlight, likely due to being a nocturnal and bat fae. Bats are usually nocturnal if I recall correctly. That doesnât necessarily mean he would struggle in heat as Mycelind being underground gets no sun, but sun usually means some heat. Iâd assume itâs cold at night in Briar Valley as itâs usually colder at night in general? I know in deserts it gets really cold as all that heat is from sand reflecting the sun.
I imagine Briar Valley to be average to cool temperatures in general. So I donât think Lilia and Silver would be used to such heat. Even if Lilia were to do heat training, their bodies would be more used to whatever temperatures theyâre usually constantly in and with heat training thereâs surely cool off periods? So Iâm guessing Lilia and Silver would struggle a bit in Mycelind.
I do think Grim would struggle as despite his fire ears and probably only fire magic, he did complain about the heat in Jamilâs hometown event. Which Iâm now recalling that region being called Scalding Sands? I recall a whole moment of Grim trying to stick to peopleâs shadows to deal with it the heat⌠and falling into a canal.
Despite his ties to fire, Grimâs fur makes him too warm in warmer climates. Poor direbeast does not get the same immunity as the Shroud Curse provides. He would hate it in Mycelind.
I have mentioned before that because Boboâs from Mycelind, she typically feels cold in Twst. Definitely worse in the winter when it snows on Sage Island. But basically I see her having a completely different wardrobe in Twst where sheâs usually always covered up for as much warmth as possible.
Considering humidity does affect things, I do think she only partially likes the Scarabia dorm as she likely doesnât do well with the desert dryness. Likely happiest in Savanaclawâs dorm as I imagine the savanna has some slight humidity?? The only time she willingly dresses less than fully may be for p.e. since workouts warm up the body.
I like to imagine that Crewel has gifted her an overly large furry polka dot coat that she may or may not wear to bed. Or maybe just in Ramshackle during snow times. Considering the bold stripes and dalmation dots that Cruella was into, surely polka as in to refer to mushrooms wouldnât be too much of a fashion disaster to gift to Bobo. Could even be argued being a piece that Crewel was briefly into but soon fell out of place or he couldnât get it to work often enough to warrant wanting to keep?
So while Bobo may seem like sheâd be upset by clavicles and ankles with how she dresses in Twst, the Mycelindâs code of modesty is to cover up lower genitalia and all nipples. Thus Bobo only gets upset by anything less than that, even if she may not have necessarily gone that little in Mycelind due to being royalty. Royalty that often has to deal and interact with neighboring royalty whose high society does think ankles are risque. Though she totally didnât cover up those ankles with that heat.
Above ground may be on the warmer side to help why the underground is always so warm, but I imagine it can get much cooler thanks to breezes and shade. Havenât decided it if ever snows, so Twst may be the first time Boboâs seen snow.
The stitch event was funny to think of how Bobo would react. I want her outfit to be similar to Ninaâs as I do like her dynamic with Grim to be of siblings and Grim had some of Liloâs asthetics. So Riddle is freaking out with the clothes while Bobo has no issue seeing a peek of his belly. Just for her to violently snap her head away anytime any of the open-shirts boys tops sway in a way that exposes their nipples.
Idia, Riddle, Malleus x gn!reader
pre-relationship, crushes that are obvious to everyone but themselves smh, accidental kiss, reader is implied to be Yuu, reader is implied to be about Riddle's height in his section
WC: average 750 each
pt. 1
Okay so I found a version of Malleus's portion in a notes app on my phone from '23, and thought it would be cute to do the rest of the overblots in the same style. Then I got carried away and needed to redo Malleus's anyways. I'll do another post with the rest of the overblots cause I've been sitting on this so long that it's making me angry still seeing it in my drafts. Side note, I know NOTHING about motorcycles, please pretend Idia's section makes senseđ
It had taken a long time to get Idia to interact with you past cursory idle dialog through his tablet. You almost wondered if he had a soundboard of reasonable small talk quotes that would be applicable to any and every normie conversation so he wouldnât have to participate himself. But what you didnât know was, behind the screen, he was making a big effort to talk to you. He just didnât know what to say. You were Orthoâs friend, not his. But Ortho insisted that he make friends at school, and if you were good enough for his little brother, you couldn't be that bad, right?
One surprise drop in from you and Ortho eventually turned into multiple a month, then a few a week, until Idia was inviting you over of his own volition. As much as Ortho wanted to tease him-- even just a little-- for how close he had gotten to you, he held his tongue in fear that any sideways comment would turn Idia back to locking you out and talking to you though the tablet. But like any good little brother, Ortho noticed how Idia treated you, how he acted around you. He was more animated, willing to tell you about his hobbies, even sharing a few with you. The first time he lent you a few games to try out, Ortho thought maybe there was a glitch in his optical processors. He always assumed his brother had a crush on you, but he was willing to wait for that particular cutscene to play out on its own.
After weeks of warming up to you, Idia invited you over after classes let out to show you something heâd been working on for awhile that had come up in conversation before. A blastcycle heâd been working on, or rather, the engine. He was working on figuring out a new way to improve the efficiency of the exhaust and ventilation while also upping the acceleration. When he told you about it initially, you admitted that anything you knew about blastcycles was through osmosis from Deuce, but you thought technomancy in general sounded really cool. He tried to talk you though it with virtual diagrams, but you werenât seeming to get it, thus the gutted engine taking up the majority of his room. He waited for you to make your way around to his desk chair before launching into his explanation, handing you things as he explained how they worked inside the engine in tandem with magic. He was getting more and more fired up as he explained everything to you, even going as far as to shuck his hoodie off to dig his arm into the engine block and answering your questions while almost resembling a puffed up peacock. And he got too excited.
As if this were some cheesy anime trope, he tripped over one of the toolboxes scattered across the floor as he went to hand you something, falling straight into you. It wasnât a clean kiss by any means, faces smashing together at a bruising velocity, the way he immediately pushed himself off the back of the chair to fling himself away, ultimately sending you flying backwards as well. You smacked your shoulder into the edge of his bed frame while he took a gearbox to the back, the two of you groaning in pain, two crumpled piles of embarrassment on his floor.
You got up first, trying to make sure he was alright. He wasnât, but it wasnât from the bruise that was surely forming on his back. The second you came into view, his hair erupted with bright pink, no hoodie to hide his face in as he panicked. He tried to apologize from behind the arms heâd wrapped around his head, but all that would come out of his mouth was pathetic squeaking sounds. What a mess. There was no way youâd ever come back to see him, why would you? After this horrific display? He may as well just pack his things and move back to the Island of Woe, it would certainly be easier than the agonizing social death that surely awaited him.
âIdia, BREATHE.â He heard you near his head past his own thoughts. âItâs fine, it was an accident!â
You sounded amused. Peaking out from his arms, he could see you smiling down at him, making his face burn even hotter. Of course you would be amused, you should find this hilarious! Social rejectâs first kiss was completely on accident, AND he probably hurt you in the process! Super cool, Idia!
âOh for Godâs sake, Idia, itâs fine!â You insisted as he groaned in embarrassment again, wrapping his arms tighter around his head. âNot an ideal first kiss, but we can try again!â
...
âWhat...?â
WHAT?!
Riddle was particular. He may have toned things down after his overblot, but he still had standards. And those standards did extend to you. It was the way he approached you every morning, straightening your tie, adjusting the way your jacket laid on your shoulders, sometimes even gently fixing the way your hair laid on your head. He didnât even know he was just using it as an excuse to be close, if only for a moment, it just felt right to do. You were so consistently associated with Ace and Deuce that you were basically an honorary member of Heartslabyul at this point, and Heartslabyul students donât walk around campus looking less than their best.
But Trey and Cater noticed. Of course they noticed, they picked up on it by the third time it happened, exchanging glances in a silent conversation behind Riddleâs back as he brushed Grimâs fur off your sleeve. He turned away from you just in time to watch Treyâs hand shoot up to cover a smirk, as Cater fully had to look away. He gave them a confused look before having to turn back to return your farewell, the two of them trying to stifle snickers.
âOh, for the Great Sevenâs sake, what?â Riddle huffed, turning back to his upperclassmen.
âNothing!â Cater assured him, quickly busying himself with his phone.
âPrefectâs tie wasnât straight again?â Trey asked, teasing etched into every word.
Riddle blinked at him in confusion for a moment. âWhat in the world is that supposed to mean?â He asked, arms crossing slowly over his chest as his eyes narrowed in annoyance.
âNothing, nothing!â Cater waved him off quickly as he tried not to laugh at the expression on Riddleâs face. âCâmon, we shouldnât be late for class!â
His little corrections came so frequently that, when you arrived at Heartslabyul with Ace and Deuce for an Unbirthday party, no one batted an eye when Riddle approached you to start his usual routine. You were dressed in an outfit that emulated the Heartslabyul uniform, but made it clear that you were a guest; something Riddle had insisted upon when you started being invited to their tea parties on a more regular basis. It had a number of pins and baubles like the typical uniform that often found their way out of position, perfect for Riddleâs need to adjust you. The two of you chatted about how your respective days went as he adjusted the pins on your chest, the lapels of your blazer. Unbeknownst to the two of you, Ace was wrestling Grim away from the pastry table nearby, reminding him for the thousandth time that he had to wait for Riddleâs okay before eating and Grim, for the thousandth time, was having none of it.
Trey, Cater, and Deuce had a front row seat to watch in slow motion as Grim jumped over Aceâs head to fly in your direction just as Riddleâs hands came up to fix your hair. They watched in horror as Grim fell a bit short, ending up using the base of your neck as a springboard to jump back towards the pastries, knocking you forward into Riddle, who-- due to his habit of fixing your appearance-- was right there. With the proximity, you didnât have time to catch yourself before your lips smashed into his. He was only very briefly stunned before his hands smacked down into your shoulders, pushing you an armâs length away, both of your faces the same color as his hair. Though, he looked angry. His hands stayed at your shoulders as his head whipped around to find where Grim had landed, only to find the direbeast gorging himself at the pastry table without permission. You were quick to signal Ace to get him under control again, snapping him out of his surprised stupor to spin back around to his original objective, while you handled Riddle.
âHey, accidents happen!â You assured him quickly, gently grabbing him by the wrist before he could storm off to render judgment. âNeither of us are hurt, it wasnât the worst outcome in the world! Iâm certainly not upset, anyways...â
His cheeks grew somehow hotter, only intensified by Caterâs shout of âget it, Housewarden!â While it settled his heart to know you werenât upset by what happened, it did not excuse Grimâs actions. He glanced between your smile and the spot where Ace was struggling to hold Grim by the scruff for a moment before sighing heavily. You thought for a moment he had calmed before he raised his staff, swinging it at Grim and shouting his signature spell, Aceâs hand quickly replaced by the heft of the collar around his neck.
âHENCHMAN!â
âCanât say I didnât try.â
Being essentially raised by Lilia, Malleus had a penchant for⌠shenanigans. Unfortunately, being as feared by the general populace as he was, he had very few chances to actually partake in shenanary. It mostly only extended to Lilia and Silver, and occasionally Sebek, though his reactions usually werenât what he was looking for.
Until he met you.
You who had no idea who he was in the beginning, no fear of his name or status, a willingness to form a friendship with him. And your reactions were perfect for the kind of mischief he liked to get up to. He couldnât manage it as often as Lilia, but Malleus did very much enjoy startling you. Appearing suddenly behind you while you were walking with the other freshmen, sneaking up on you outside of class. He reveled in the way you startled, more often than not smacking your ineffective hands into his chest or upper arm. But it always ended with a smile on your face, and-- as he eventually figured out-- thatâs what he was truly after. There was a feeling that swelled in his chest whenever you smiled at him that heâd never felt before. He wondered if it was the joy of someone treating him like everyone else for the first time in his long life. He'd asked Lilia about the feeling, trying to see if his mentor had ever felt the same, only for the man to laugh at him as if he were still a child. No amount of asking would get Lilia to reveal what he knew, only receiving cryptic responses like âyouâll find out soon enoughâ and even one âyouâll learn when youâre older.â Regardless of Liliaâs reaction, it didnât stop his antics, not if it meant seeing you smiling at him again.
Malleus had caught you in the botanical gardens, crouched in front of a patch of flowers youâd been assigned to tend to for a potionology project. You were fully engrossed in your work as you pruned the blooms, even humming a song he didnât recognize under your breath. No one else around to ruin a good scare, it was almost too perfect. He crept up behind you as silently as he could and crouched down to your level. You didnât even notice as he turned his head and leaned in close to speak softly in your ear.
âChild of man, what are you--â
You yelped loudly at the sudden voice at your ear, hand balling into a fist to smack whoever was there as your head whipped around to face him, your heads bumping together. No⌠Not quite. He had maybe gotten a bit too close, and youâd turned your head just the perfect amount to brush your soft lips against his. It only lasted a split second, but never in his life did something that quick feel like such an eternity. You backed away quickly, face burning a bright red as you stammered out frantic apologies, not meeting his eye as he watched you. As calm as he looked on the outside, his thoughts were working overtime, the same feeling swelling tenfold in his chest, every puzzle piece clicking into place as his fingers drifted up to his lips. Ah.
He cut off your stream of apologies with a call of your name, getting you to look back over at him, however hesitantly. âI apologize, that was not the intended outcome.â He said simply, raising a hand to stop you as you opened your mouth to speak again. âHowever, it was not unwelcome. If you wouldnât mind, I would like to try that again. Properly.â As precious as your smile was to him, he had a new goal in mind for as long as youâd let him. Your face was quite mesmerizing flushed.
I DO NOT GIVE PERMISSION TO USE MY WORKS TO TRAIN AI
I love Idia willing to teach and explain stuff to reader! So sweet and Iâd appreciate it even if I may never need any information about technomancy engines. Iâd still be curious how magic and technology work together.
Playing Tomodachi Life: Living the Dream has me realizing I need to update the look for some of my ocs.
So for one oc, Cinder, I decided Iâd start by designing her parents as I know I want her to be part monster but I donât know what exactly, thus designing her parents would be my way of finalizing that. Basically her design of being part monster is rather subtle as her ears are gone and the only monster part sheâs really had is a tail.
I was thinking dog then maybe ferret, but forgot all about the ferret idea when designing her mother. Mother is basically wolf-like monster. She also has a lot of eyes, thanks to a tumblr moot/discord pal encouraging me to keep the eyes design of the basically ancestor inspiration. The eyes are a lot more noticeable than any wolf-ness really. As itâs supposed to be a monster that could almost be mistaken for human.
I gotta look into that fear of a lot of eyes and see if my design fits it enough that I should put a warning on it or not.
As I was finishing the details on her motherâs design, I realized despite all the brainstorming I have for her father, I have not once tried to think of a name for him. I suppose there may technically be some mystery with him? But heâs definitely not the type of character thatâs more mysterious or ominous without a name.
Thereâs twins that I should attempt to update as theyâre pretty generic and their artwork is pretty old. Thereâs their friend I want to change his hair color slightly and I need to update him as I somehow gave him a skin color that isnât a human one and Iâm pretty sure that wasnât my intention at the time of designing him.
Thereâs also a pair of siblings that I want to change their color scheme as Iâve changed my mind on some details which affects that. Thereâs another pair of twins that Iâm half way through redesigning. Iâve done a sketch on paper, now I gotta finalize their colors. Hopefully this will be their more final design as Iâve redesigned them a few times.
Then thereâs one character I still havenât designed despite having the most basic idea for her. Thatâs just the ocs I put in my Tomodachi save. Thereâs a few ocs I can think off the top of my head that need some redesigns⌠like how I want to change the species of this entire group from basically wolves to foxes⌠Sisters to look more alike each other⌠then Iâd have to look through my stuff to see what else.
In regard to Tomodachi, I also have the main cast of Twisted Wonderland on my save. Itâs funny seeing some of the relationships that pop up between my ocs and them. Mostly because only one oc have I actually considered being apart of the Twst world. That being my yuu-insert oc, Bobo.
So definitely bizarre when Trey falls in love with one oc, Mikato, I never thought of in the context of Twst. Even weirder when they get married because of all the Twst boys, I feel like Trey is possibly the worst match for her. Trey loves to bake and she canât eat any of it. Tomodachi really paired my highly-diet-limited oc with the baker. Thereâs not really anything he could make for her either as itâs basically like a panda-situatuon. Mikatp can only consume this one type of berry really.
Having another oc, Sophia, that I have sometimes thought of in Twst actually fall for Deuce is cute. Though Iâm not sure if heâs her type for sure, it seems cute enough. Iâll have to check my screenshots but I think Jack tried to fall for her too, but I dissuaded him since she and Deuce were crushing on each other. They were like that for days until she finally said she wanted to confess. Which I found really funny as I like to imagine her as the âobliviousâ type.
Though Sophiaâs obliviousness is more like sheâs super insecure about herself that she refuses to entertain the possibility that someone may be into her romantically. But I guess in this situation, Deuce outlasted her in not confessing due to him being too polite and possibly dense about his own feelings.
Then thereâs Cinder. Cinder got crashed into and landed in Riddleâs arms. I donât even know if Riddle could feasibly bridal-carry another person in canon. Cinder falls in love with him and oh my goodness. My nickname for her is âmurder childâ. She is chaotic and a cannibalâŚ
Yet it feels like just a good pairing as maybe Riddle could use or would like a chaotic partner. I havenât given it much more thought than that. Riddle at one point even tells me he thinks Cinder has a crush on her, but when I practically say she does, he just thinks of her as a better friend than before. Cinder does not hide her feelings at all, sheâd make it real obvious and flirt with Riddle constantly if they truly interacted.
Then Silver gets a crush on her! The murder child! I chalk it all up to being how she pulled the same sword trick that Lilia did on him. He even asks her out. Iâd have to double check screenshots but I think Kalim tried to ask her out during the confession despite barely knowing her? There might have been a third mii? She shoots them all down as none of them were Riddle.
Poor Silver is still crushing on her. He even recently imagined confessing to her and she shot him down in his practice run. Sadly I canât give him much support as I do think Cinder would find the poor boy absolutely boring.
All these interactions have reminded me of how I would like to do a post of some Twst moments but with different ocs as the yuu-insert. Like Milo as a child, like ten years old or so, for one. Another would be Riddles, an adult fairy-monster that pretends to be human. Perhaps my mind-reader. With Tomodachi I definitely got to do Cinder. Maybe the chaotic twins? Perhaps one of my adult men, not certain which one. Could also put in one of my magic-users.
Though I got to figure out what scenes Iâd want to do? At least like the first time meeting Leona in the greenhouse. But Iâm struggling to recall some stuff so it may be time for me to re-read all of Twst so far⌠though with how Twst is formatted, that is going to take forever.
Hey, you, cis girl that's very (correctly) vocal about women being allowed to talk about their periods, do you include trans women in that?
I ask because every single time I've tried to talk about it to anyone that isn't a trans woman they get fucking angry. Which has caused me to have to just suffer in silence every single month. So I really relate to cis women when they talk about literally the exact same thing; being shamed by everyone around them their whole lives for talking about their periods, so they just suffer in silence every month as it negatively impacts their work and social lives. But I don't even feel like I can voice that I am literally dealing with the same exact thing because most of y'all react like you want to throw me in front of a bus for saying it, even those of you who act like your such big great transfem allies.
I guess I'll take this opportunity to talk about trans women periods.
The first thing any tme person thinks when they hear this is always "how can trans women have periods? They don't have uteruses!"
The answer is: the uterus isn't what causes your period, it is effected by your period. What causes your period and what causes trans women's periods is the same thing: the endocrine system.
HRT changes the sex of your endocrine system. Feminizing HRT makes it a female endocrine system, giving us a 28-day hormone cycle just like cis women. At the end of that cycle, the hypothalamus floods the body with prostaglandins. Those are what cause all but one of the period symptoms, because they make muscles inflame and contract. They are what make the uterus shed its lining, they are what cause intestinal cramps, they are what cause body aches, they are what cause headaches and migraines. The only period symptom not causes by the release of prostaglandins throughout the body is depression, and that is caused by your endocrine system simply not processing as much estrogen and from simply feeling like shit.
So, the only symptoms trans women don't get every 28 days is menstrual cramps, because yes we do not menstruate since we don't have uteruses. But migraines, depression, body aches, intestinal cramps, and the infamous "period shits" don't exactly add up to us having any better of a time. Except we have to pretend that we're fine and nothing is different because no one believes that we get periods, not even cis women.
"But you can't call it a period then because that refers to MENSTRUATION!" is another one I hear all the time. This is incorrect. You use the word "period" instead of just "menstruation" because it doesn't just refer to menstruation. It refers to a period at the end of the hormone cycle where we experience a host of symptoms. And not all cis women experience all of the symptoms that encompass the period. Not all cis women get migraines, or body aches, or have severe depression. If a cis woman gets a hysterectomy she doesn't menstruate either! In that instance she experiences an identical period to what trans women experience. Yet, I doubt you'd insist that cis women who've had hysterectomies don't have periods.
Oh, another thing that I personally discovered after bottom surgery: vaginal odor changes for trans women during our periods too. I was not expecting that because I always thought it was just from menstruation. But nope, the ph levels of a trans woman's vagina are the same of as a cis woman's vagina, and it changes during our periods just the same.
I thought that transwomen would at least not suffer from periods. Then I learned that transwomen get the emotional part of periods. Now Iâm learning itâs basically as bad, just without the bloody mess part.
Iâm wondering if I misunderstood before when I heard that aspect of still having the âemotionalâ side of periods, but itâs more likely that I just didnât think much about it. As learning that transwomen arenât necessarily free from this curse either wasnât a very joyful thing to learn.
At most I was thinking it meant just feeling crappy, but to hear it also gives the cramps and everything⌠damn.
Also sucks to hear that a hysterectomy wouldnât get rid of all the period symptoms, but that wasnât something I looked too deeply into as it doesnât feel like an appropriate option currently.
All I know is that I hate having my periods to the point that I want to think that surely this is a biological design flaw despite not knowing much about how reproduction and periods work in animals. For all I know, maybe human periods are technically the best, but it still feels like surely thereâs a way for this to all work without all these negative side effects.
Though I suppose if trans women can have basically the same periods with how crappy they feel, then similar things for easing those pains for cis women may work? Like for sure a heated pad would feel nice, though I should probably double check if stuff like period pain medication would work?
Iâm all for not hiding when youâre in discomfort. I usually complain about my periods to my parents to the point that I hope my siblings are desensitized to any discomfort they may get from hearing about periods.
Like if people can complain about headaches without making people uncomfortable, we all should get to complain about periods too. I can get maybe the slight discomfort if that discomfort is connected to blood, as it feels wild that there can be a situation where you can bleed and its not really a health concern, but its so common. Periods happen monthly, it feels silly in that context to me that anyone would find it uncomfortable to discuss.
It is a shame that it seems some peopleâs reaction is to not believe that transwomen canât have periods, but I get where that confusion comes from. I too assumed it was all my uterus and ovaries fault along with mostly linking my period with the blood loss.
Though as I try to figure out how to make my periods more bearable, I am starting to consciously realize itâs technically not just the blood loss causing all the issues? Like Iâm becoming more conscious of how badly it affects my mood.
Iâm assuming this confusion is from a lack of knowledge of how our bodies work along with that knee-jerk defensiveness where one may take someone saying that they too feel the same pain as not truly understanding and underplaying whatâs hurting you. It sucks but we should also recall how nice it can be to know youâre not the only one in a certain level of pain.
Hmm, not sure Iâm quite getting across what Iâm trying to say with these last few paragraphs, but Iâm not always great with words⌠anyway thank you OP for informing me more about this.
Youâd never know the meaning of unc or its origins in black culture if you looked to mainstream media.
Really good write-up on the origin of "Unc" as a term used in AAVE, and how it's been turned into a generic disparaging term when it didn't even have negative connotations to begin with.
summary: you had your struggles with understanding social cues, which the overblot boys challenge further as a sudden revelation brings to light their adoration of you.
pairings: overblots x gn! reader
cw: none that I can think of?
note: so this is based off of how I suck at reading social cues sometimes and I thought it would be cute to see how that would work with emotionally constipated characters đ
wc: 4.5k (~600 words per character)
Master List
⼠Riddle Rosehearts
This was a nightmare for any Heartslabyul student. You, who had trouble with social cues, taking jokes too seriously and sarcasm sometimes flying over your head, vs Riddle Rosehearts who was in vehement denial of his feelings for you. It was like watching a terrible rom com for everyone around you two. When Riddle blushed around you, you chalked it up to him being nervous (he was trying to better himself, so being nervous about taking new actions only made sense). When Riddle felt his heart pounding whenever you were around, he swept it as nerves being around a friend without feeling the need to control everything. In fact, you both were so bad, everyone gave up on their initial bet, as they started to believe neither of you would catch on. It wasnât until nudges from your friends finally opened your eyes to the others behavior.Â
âRiddle always goes easy on you, itâs not fair,â Ace would whine, falling backwards on your couch.Â
âNo he doesnât?â You frown, crossing your arms as you recalled the many lectures you have received from the red headed housewarden.Â
âWhen was the last time he beheaded you?â Deuce asked, genuinely curious.
âIâm magicless,â You raise an eyebrow. âIt would have no effect, so does it really matter?â
âBut itâs uncomfortable,â Ace points out, jabbing a finger at your chest as the duo try to break through your inability to connect to seemingly simple dots. âYou think heâd still gain some satisfaction from that.â
You open your mouth to further plead your case, but you find yourself pausing, internally agreeing with Ace (not that youâd tell him that). The last time you had been beheaded was around the overblot, and since then it was just scoldings and lectures.Â
âAnd when your tie is crooked, he fixes it for you,â Deuce chimes in.
âAnd when your hair is messy, he smooths it out,â Ace tags along.
A dawning look of realization flashes across your face, and the duo eat it up. Finally, FINALLY you seem to notice that it does seem a bit unusual, that heâs not being his usual intense self, nor does he dote on anyone else like that.
A similar situation goes on with Riddle, Trey and Cater pointing out Riddleâs affection for you, but in more subtle ways.
âYou really care for them,â Trey hums, mindlessly finishing his homework.Â
Riddle pauses his talk of how his day was, unknowingly rambling about you, and how you shaped it. His face flushes, but he does not reprimand his friend (progress), instead he contemplates the meaning.Â
âHaha, totes,â Cater agrees, focusing more on his phone than the homework on his table. âItâs cute how you both are so oblivious to each other.â
Riddle feels his blood pressure rising, and heâs unsure if itâs because they are talking to him so casually about his feelings that he totally doesnât have, or if itâs because heâs flustered at how they nailed it right on the head.
âDonât be presumptuous,â Riddle huffs, double checking his homework to make sure itâs all accounted for and correct. âWe are good friends, nothing more and nothing less.â
âYou double check their bag to make sure they have all their supplies accounted for,â Trey mumbles mindlessly.
âAnd you donât hesitate to give them something if they need it,â Cater points out.
Riddleâs face was bright as a tomato as he clears his throats and excuses himself to his room.
While everyone thinks they finally won, that the torment would finally end, and you both will realize each other's feelings and mushy happiness ensuesâŚit only got worse. Every interaction becomes a guessing game of what the otherâs intentions are while trying to balance your own emotions, and the Heartslabyul students continue to suffer.
⼠Leona Kingscholar
Oh boy, if Riddle and you are a nightmare for everyone around you, then Leona is your own personal nightmare. Every insult you took to heart, every swipe of his tail left you feeling like you did something wrong, and it got to the point that you tried to avoid the lion beastman altogether. You couldnât annoy him if you werenât around, right? Wrong. In fact, Ruggie had seeked you out because the prince was in a foul mood, and Ruggie swore it was due to your absence. You really couldnât wrap your head around the hyenaâs logic, as Leona had been nothing but indifferent, if not displeased when you were around.Â
âHeâs always like that,â Ruggie waved you off, dragging you to the botanical gardens where the prince laid. You swore he was lying though, as Leonaâs tail swished, ear twitching as you approached, and you felt way too overwhelmed. There was no way he wanted you nearby, you just couldnât wrap your head around how he possibly likes your presence in any way possible. âHeâs bad at showing affectionâ Your inner Ruggie chimed, but you stood tensely anyways, unsure if you should stay or leave.Â
âWhat are you doing?â Leona grumbled, one green eye opening lazily. You felt his stare penetrate into your soul, you swore he was glaring you down for intruding in his space.Â
âS-sorry,â You nervously mumble, hand fidgeting with the hem of your sleeves. âRuggie dragged me in here saying you wantedâŚcompany? But clearly he was wrong, sorry again.â You decided to try and bolt, hoping the apology would satisfy the lion enough to distract him from your escape, only for a hand to grab your ankle.Â
Your heart beat erratically in your chest, head spinning as adrenaline fills your veins. You felt like you had just stepped into a horror movie called social anxiety and terrible life decisions (though being transported to some weird world was not your decision). Leonaâs claws briefly imprinted on your skin as he dragged you closer, nearly causing you to fall.
âShut up,â He tsked, hand not letting you go (like he knew you were two seconds away from running for dear life). âCâmere, âm tired and I donât wanna deal with this right now.â
You blinked, unsure where exactly he wanted you to go, body tense with stress and uncertainty, head swiveling, like youâd surely find an escape somewhere. Instead of escape, perhaps hiding in your dorm room for the rest of the day to try and recuperate from this intense and scary experience, Leona seemed to have enough of your âobliviousnessâ, reached up, grabbed your shirt, and quite literally drag your standing frame to fall onto his which was laying on the ground. You nearly screamed as you careened towards his chest, your breath nearly leaving your lungs as the lion cushioned your fall, arms wrapping around your back as he closed his eyes.Â
You did not relax, if anything, your body turned into stone, holding your breath as you wondered who you pissed off in your past life to deal with this. You mustâve killed someone quite important.Â
âRelax,â Leona sighed, his warm breath caressing your ear. ââM not gonna biteâŚunless you want me to.â You did not relax for several more minutes, not until his breathing evened out and you were sure he was unconscious. You laid there, bones feeling like jelly as the adrenaline wore off, mind reeling with what the hell was currently happening.
Leonaâs mixed signals were quite literally your worst enemy in a world of magic, constant overblots, and a neglectful headmaster. You were never sure if the lion hated your guts, or if he secretly liked you? Leona hated how you couldnât decipher his near impossible signs, wishing you could read his mind, not wanting to ruin his âimageâ in front of his dorm members. The only one having any hoot or holler would be Ruggie as you both awkwardly navigated around the other. Ironically, you both did fill the role of predator and prey perfectly.
⼠Azul Ashengrotto
Ohhhhhhh boy. Azul absolutely has a hate love relationship with your inability to pick up on certain social cues. Some moments, you could read the room well, tell when someone was upset, or sad, or even so happy they were crying, other moments he wanted to slam his head against the wall as you took all his words to heart, even if he was trying to flirt or make a stupid joke. The twins made the situation ten times worse as they liked to mess with you.
âAzul mentioned that heâs quite tired today,â Jade would hum innocently, fixing you a drink at the bar.
âOh, did something happen?â You would ask, falling straight for the bait Jade laid out perfectly.
âYou could say so,â Jadeâs grin widened, mischief and amusement swirling in his gaze. âSaid you kept him up all night.â
Your brows furrow, unsure what the eel meant. You hadnât texted (especially not called) anyone last night, too exhausted with all the socializing you had been doing and had some unwind time. So youâre not sure what you had done to keep the merman up the previous night.
âDid I do something?â You asked, genuinely concerned if you had made a mistake. Perhaps you had done something offensive in their culture? Or insulted him unknowingly? (You werenât proud to admit that you had done that before).Â
Instead of being helpful, kind, or friendly (things Jade were not known for), he merely shrugged, pushing you a drink and moving on to the next customer, an extra shine of glee in his eyes at your misery.Â
Floyd wasnât much better.Â
âCan you both just get together already?â Floyd whined, slumping in his seat across from you as you tried to focus on homework. Of course he ruined that.
âWhat?â You questioned, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. âWhat are you talking about?â
âYou and Azul, duh,â He rolled his eyes like it was the most obvious thing. You merely blinked, trying to connect whatever dots that Floyd just created.
âWhy would we be together?â You ask, dropping your pencil, completely forgetting the frustrating work that was assigned (itâs not like you had the context to answer it anyways). âYou mean like dating?â
âDUH,â He groaned, like this was physically paining him. âWhat else? You both clearly like each other, just kiss and get over it already.â It felt like your face was on fire as you tried to process whatever the hell he was spewing.
It honestly left you confused. You thought Azul was just being nice, a friend trying to make up for his transgressions against you and your friends (and sometimes you questioned his intentions as he had conned you before). Sure, sometimes he would say something that would fluster you, a compliment here, a light touch to your shoulder there (even you knew that was out of character for the reserved business man), but the twins had opened your mind to a whole other venture you hadnât even thought about.
Azul noticed a change, not obvious, but you seemed to finally be taking in his advances. Your eyes would widen, like the dots were finally appearing in your head, sometimes it even seemed like you were looking at him in a new light altogether (cus you kind of wereâŚ). His fond frustration melted into excitement. Finally, what felt like stagnation started to gain traction, and it even emboldened him to up his moves, to make sure you couldnât question his intentions. After all, if you struggled understanding what his gestures meant, then that meant he had to make sure that his intentions were obvious (maybe just communicate your feelings properlyâŚ).
⼠Jamil Viper
HahahaâŚso Jamil is kind of the embodiment of subtle care, especially when he refuses to acknowledge his own feelings. At first itâs in ways you donât notice. How his eyes trail after you, making sure youâre okay. The way he eyes your meals, always cataloging how unhealthy they are, noting how you shiver during a chilly day only in a short sleeve shirt, or how you always seem exhausted even if you got a full night's sleep (which can be rare with the aduo around).Â
Jamil tries to shove these mental notes to the side. Itâs not like he has the time to take care of anyone else with Kalim running around, you are your own person after all. Yet he strangely found himself with an extra portion of the lunch he prepared, shoving it towards you without thought (too much thought actually), or how he shrugs of his sweater (his safe space really), and tosses it towards you as the chill seeps into him instead, or how he picks up any slack, talking to your friends when you couldnât keep up, or walking you to your dorm early as he makes up excuses to get you in the comfort of your own place.Â
At first you didnât notice, thinking he was being kind, or perhaps even feeling forced to because Kalim asked him to, but that changed when he excused you from Kalimâs party. The people surrounding you had you feeling like a zombie as you tried to hide in a corner, eating some snacks as you held a drink, hoping the walls would encapsulate you. Kalim had begged you to come, which was why you were there, but it ended up just like you expected. Jamil noticed, as he always does, and offered to walk you back to your dorm, a routine you started to expect. Of course, Kalim had blocked your escape, a pout with big watery eyes tugging on your heartstrings. Before you could give in, zone out for another hour and ponder why you hate yourself, Jamil cut in.
âThe prefect is tired,â Jamil points out, and you wonder if itâs that obvious.Â
After this moment, you began to notice the subtleties. Perhaps not all at once, but even you couldnât deny how Jamil didnât treat anyone else the way he treated you. You werenât sure if it was anything beyond friendly, but you noticed that he seemed to care for you in a way that he didnât for anyone else, and it was something you cherished. In fact, you both fell into a weirdly domestic relationship that never dared to press against the walls of friendshipâŚthat was until Jamil himself slipped up (something he never does, mind youâŚhe is quite whipped).Â
âYouâre way too kind to me,â You couldnât help but grumble as you accepted the week's worth of breakfast and dinners Jamil had prepared for you (you were quite bad at making those).Â
âItâs nothing,â The vice-housewarden waved off, a faint blush coating his tan cheeks.Â
âSeriously,â You donât drop it, too moved by his kindness towards you. âNo one has ever done anything like this for me before, you always make sure to make meals with textures I like, altering things to avoid foods I donât like, and not to mention how you portion them to my exact liking! I feel like I donât do enough to make up for all the work you put into me.â
Jamilâs brows furrowed, both bashful at your acknowledgement of his work, while also upset at your self admonishment.
âYou donât have to do anything,â Jamil shakes his head. âI do it because I want to. Trust me, Iâd go crazy if I didnât do this, who knows what youâd be eating otherwise.â
Your heart stuttered at his admission, the revelation of how deep his care ran for you striking you somewhere soft and gooey. It was only then when the question of whether Jamil liked you romantically dared to breach your brain.
⼠Vil Schoenheit
Vil wasnât one to coddle anyone, not that you needed coddling, but this meant that his standoffish attitude would not be diluted. Vil isnât nearly as bad as Leona, but his actions still managed to confuse you. You thought he wanted nothing to do with you, a notion you could understand. You could be reserved most times, quiet, almost like a shadow. The complete opposite of glitz and glam that was Vil SchoenheitâŚyet that seems to pull him in all the more. He would critique your uniform, comment on how it was too big in some place, yet somehow too small in others. In fact, you thought he was lowkey bullying you at first, always picking you apart, making you feel small and unwantedâŚonly to piece you back together.
Heâd personally tailor your uniform, grumbling about how âyou canât trust anyone to do things right these daysâ. Heâd fix your hairstyle, explaining how the few trims, or complete makeover fits your face better, how the framing of a few pieces can make or break your beauty. Beneath the harshness, you learned to decipher that this was his way of caring (even if it could be quite shitty sometimes). And to say Vil didnât notice how his comments hit you would be an insult to his social training. Of course he noticed the way you seemed to shut down after a particularly harsh comment from him, which made him shift tactics.
Instead of scolding you, or pointing out something he deemed atrocious, he merely fixed it instead, and you let him. You didnât have time to get dressed properly? Itâs fine, heâs fixing the wrinkles and crookedness for you. You didnât style your hair properly? Thereâs a few minutes to spare before class, heâs dragging you to the nearest mirror as he styles it himself. You didnât pack a proper lunch? Donât worry, prefect, he happened to bring extra.Â
At first youâre not sure how to take in the change. You feel like itâs some elaborate prank show, the cameras hiding in the corners (there arenât any, but Rook sure is). Yet the longer this behavior goes on, you learn to accept it, and you even like it (which you find oddly strange yourself). You hadnât been cared for like this before, and especially not in this world, so you found yourself eating up the affection.
âThe love that blooms between Roi du Poison and Trickster is magnifique!â Rook bellows, hand clutched over his heart as he dramatically swoons.Â
You had grown used to his exclamations of passion and love, so you simply deadpan at the hunter.
âWhat are you even talking about?â You question, face scrunching at his claims.Â
It was quite comical actually, as Vil was currently applying a brand new lotion he had helped create himself to your arms, and you had the audacity to be confused (I would be too though so I canât rag on the reader too much).Â
âIgnore him,â Vil mumbles, focused intensely on how your skin was much softer with his care and how he was going to keep it that way. âHe likes to spout nonsense all the time.â
âBut is it nonsense when the Queen deems the Trickster important enough to care for himself?â Rook asks, head tilting as his grin widens. âI have not seen you spoil anyone so, Roi du Poison.â
Vilâs face flattens, his usual humoring of Rook evaporating quickly (he didnât want to be ratted out like this). Yet it was too late, as your mouth opened in recognition of Rookâs words. He had a point, you had seen Epel get scolded mercilessly and then forced into punishment many times by Vil, yet if you do something similar, you get a light slap on the wrist before he drags you along, your punishment usually pertaining him taking care of you in one way or another. You werenât sure why it didnât click before, but now you couldnât help but second guess all of Vilâs intentions, and what that means for your future.
⼠Idia Shroud
Idia wasâŚhard to get to know. You tried being friendly, yet he would shut you out. You tried to invite him out, but he would deflect. You tried parallel play, yet you couldnât help but notice how he glanced at you like you were a starved tiger and he was the closest meal available. Bummed that you werenât getting anywhere, you also didnât want to make the blue-flammed hair man uncomfortable, which meant leaving him alone. It saddened you, but you knew you couldnât make friends with everyone.
Little did you know, you had it completely backwards. Idia was drawn to you like a moth to a flame. You were similar to him in a way, which made him rethink his entire life. You tended to be quiet, speaking when you were spoken to and falling into the shadows, yet you werenât like him at all. You had friends, you smiled and talked freely about topics you were passionate about, and even stood up when needed.Â
Yet, worst of allâŚyou were terrible at some social cues. He even found it amusing at times, cackling when you took a joke at face value or when you looked confused when someone said something sarcastically, only to get it a few seconds too late. You didnât know this, of course. He rarely left his room, and he found himself stalking Grim more often than he could count, which meant you were there too.Â
If it were up to him, you would never know, and things would stay exactly as they were. Him in his room alone and you none the wiser to his stalking, yearning, observations. Of course, his dear little brother would never leave it at that, taking in his brotherâs infatuation, liking towards you. Which leads to a various amount of goofy, yet terrifying situations. Such as Ortho inviting you to his room without him knowing, and making the most unsevenly sound ever when he got jumpscared by you. Or how he almost bolted the second he saw you at the board gameâs club, only for Ortho to block his exit (he nearly jumped out the window at your smile).Â
And gosh, he couldnât get over how oblivious you could be sometimes, your comments making him feel like a warm, gooey mess, and you were completely unaffected! It really wasnât fair. You made it look so easy, and he wishes he could complement you as easily (little did he know, you struggled with it as well, you were just better at hiding it).Â
âYou have really cool hair,â You compliment, eyes wide with wonder.Â
Idia could only stare, hair tinting pink along with his pale cheeks as he internally shut down.Â
âSorry, was that weird?â You ask as Idia continues to stare at you with the blankest eyes known to man, causing you to second guess yourself. Was that weird of you to say? Perhaps you werenât supposed to mention his hair at all? Did you make him self conscious?
âN-not at all,â Was all he could stutter, eyes averting to anything but you.
It wasnât until Idia started to text you that you realized you had things backwards. Sure, in person you both were awkward and unsure, perpetually questioning all your actions, while online things flowed more smoothly. Sure, you would take a few minutes, up to a few hours to respond, but Idia was busy with his games anyways, so he didnât mind (sometimes he did, but he would do the same thing so he understood). He also talked more freely, rambling about his passions and eager for your approval. It wasnât till one fatal text, that you realized he may have liked you more than just a friend.
Ugh, you canât be srs
Ur lit too cute for this world
He deleted it as quickly as he sent it, but it was too late. You were already spiraling.
⼠Malleus Draconia
Ha. Hahahahaha. So, take the âyou donât know youâre betrothedâ trope, and multiply it by 10. JkâŚkinda. So in reality, you both are kind of bad at social cues. Itâs mutual. You both are quite slow to unravel any feelings. In fact, you both bond at how similar your social experiences are. Both used to people tuning out your passionate rants about the topics you loved, so you learned to keep it to yourself (until you met each other). Or how you both can be awkward in social situations, unsure what to say at certain moments and look towards the other for reassurance.Â
In fact, this was what caused Malleus to cherish you so. Not only were you patient and understanding, but you understood, to a certain degree. It caused the dragon to latch onto you, wishing to show you his gratitude for your friendship. You were in a similar boat. If you were exhausted from existing in the world, you knew Malleus would bring you somewhere quiet, somewhere no one could reach you if you did not wish. He would do things for you that you werenât used to, and cared for you in ways that warmed you. After feeling alienated, Malleus was a person who showed you you werenât alone.Â
Due to it being a relationship you both feared to lose, neither of you thought of anything more. Why should you question something that worked so well? Something that neither of you had to think twice about? Something that came as easily as breathing?Â
âAnother gift?â Lilia chimes, hanging in front of Malleus upside down, amused grin tugging on his lips.Â
âThey mentioned wanting this,â Malleus replies, like the thought of you wanting something was irrevocably wrong, and he himself will fix it.Â
âIf I didnât know better, Iâd think youâre courting them,â The bat fae hummed, eyes crinkling with joy. Malleus blinked, brain working overtime, because Lilia had a point. Malleusâ love for you was as deep as a never ending void, he would do anything in his power to make you happy, and all he wanted in return was your smile aimed towards him (though he also finds your bashfulness adorable).Â
It was then that Malleus went from friendship mode, to courting mode. You, on the other hand, were completely unaware. I mean why should you have thought differently? He treated you no differently than before, it was only his intentions that switched. Of course, this only amused Lilia all the more, after all, who doesnât love to watch young love bloom? (Sebek)
âAt this rate, youâre gonna become fae royalty,â Ace grumbles, eyeing yet another gift that appeared in your dorm.Â
âHow in the world would I do that?â You asked, genuinely confused. Malleus was one of your closest friends, sure, but in order to become royalty that would mean marrying him, and you doubt the dragon fae saw you in such a light.
âYouâre basically drowning in jewels!â Ace exclaims, pointing out the jewelry that adorned you. Your face flushes at the implication, and the creeping dread of the possibility of Ace having a point.
âMal said he had extraâŚâ Even your defence sounds pathetic.Â
âYou even have nicknames for each other,â Deuce points out.
âI have nicknames for you too,â You glare. âDumb and dumber.â
Your deflection does nothing as the two continue to tease you relentlessly for how unaware you were about something so âobviousâ (it really wasnât but okay). The next time Malleus treats you to something, whether it be a fancy dish catered to your liking, an outing you mentioned you wanted to do, or another âsmallâ gift he just stumbled upon, you canât help but notice the hearts in his eyes as he awaits your reaction, and itâs only then do you realize youâre doomed.
Prompt: 'How Protective Are They? Continuation! -- Jade Leech, Rook Hunt, Lilia Vanrouge, and Jamil Viper
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Jade LeechÂ
9/10Â
Jade is often considered the more âreasonableâ Leech. That is the first mistake people always make. They assume that because he smiles politely and speaks with indoor manners that he is somehow the âsaferâ twin. More approachable. LessâŚah, driven to extremes.Â
Incorrect. Catastrophically incorrect. Need we be reminded that as youth, Jade was the more difficult son for his parents to handle.Â
You see, he is rather the possessive sort in a sense that by the time you realize how serious the situation has become, itâs already too late.Â
One day you realize he has memorized your class schedule. The next? He is silently appearing beside you before you even noticed someone else was there to be a bother. It is genuinely unsettling how quickly he materializes whenever you are uncomfortable. Sometimes before you realize the feeling is about to settle in.Â
You carry a shadow that is towering, one that swamps your own in broad daylight.Â
Physically, Jade is not clingy in the traditional sense. He is not hanging off your shoulder or demanding affection in public. In fact, he is oddly respectful of your spaceâŚwhich somehow makes him more overbearing? He simply has eyes in the walls. You grow accustomed to the sense of being watched over with time, as he is worse than a helicopter mom at disney world. Â
A hand on the small of your back while walking through crowds. Casually steering you away from danger like you are a shopping cart with a broken wheel. If someone becomes too loud or aggressive near you, Jade inserts himself into the situation before you can speak.Â
And seven help the sad sack who touches you without permission.Â
Jade does not explode like Floyd or bark threats like Leona. No. He politely dismantles people with a shark-took grin. One warning is spoken with that overly pleasant customer service voice and suddenly the entire room feels humid.Â
âOh dear. Iâm afraid you seem to have mistaken my partner for someone interested in your attention. How embarrassing for you.âÂ
People at Mostro Lounge learn very quickly that your name is not one to use carelessly in conversation, unless they want Jadeâs attention - and trust me, that is not a fun prize. Gossip in his domain? Unless he thinks it is relatively harmless and might yield a cute reaction from youâŚnuh-uh-uh.Â
Jade understands social warfare better than nearly anyone at NRC. He knows secrets. Everybody has secrets. Azul collects contracts but Jade collects information, and if someone threatens your reputation? Congratulations. They have just volunteered for psychological warfare against a man who enjoys sampling poisonous mushrooms in his free time. Very Mao-Mao from âApothecary Diariesâ core.Â
If someone DOES spread rumors about you? They tend to disappear before they gain traction. It is almost magical. One moment there is gossip circulating around NRC and the next the students involved are apologizing to you with sweat dripping down their backs while Jade stands nearby smiling like a proud parent at a piano recital.Â
You never find out what he did to make it happen. Snitches get stitches, you can ask whomever you like. No one is about to get on a Leechâs bad side. Especially anyone from the Coral SeaâŚthey like having their gills intact, thank you very much.Â
In factâŚyour social circle seems to thin out. No one youâd miss, certainly. Anyone worth keeping around is already known by you before Jadeâs fancy was stuck, after all. He just has a âqualityâ that keeps bottom feeders away.Â
Jade is significantly more possessive than he pretends to be. He acts amused when people flirt with you. Smiles. Tilt his head. Youâd think him entirely unbothered, if not for the slight twitch of his lower eyelid.Â
Meanwhile heâs mentally ranking the best burial locations on his usual mountain trails. He wonât do it. JustâŚlet him tinker. He can only tolerate so much audacity from these people after all.Â
Unlike Floydâs explosive jealousy, Jadeâs comes in the form of increased politeness. Thatâs how you know he is upset. The sweeter he sounds, the worse the situation is. If someone is heavily flirting with you, Jade becomes attached to your side for the rest of the day. He wonât intrude unless you explicitly ask â discounting the times youâre unaware of his presence â but he does expect you to shrug the plebs off. Make an effort or his ire might have you backed up against a wall later that night.Â
Make no comment when he casually mentions your relationship status every three sentences either. Subtly, as he watches the offender making a move on you crumple like the trash they are and evaporate from his sight.
YetâŚif it continues beyond flirtations? If someone dares to make a vulgar comment at you?
His terrariums gain new fertilizer.Â
No, because seriously. There is no situation where heâd let any sort of objectification or crude remark slide. Not interesting. Not funny. The only tolerable admiration is watching bottomfeeders deflate as they realize heâs already got the best pickings of the land. He can and will cut their tongues out.Â
âMy, what a vulgar thing to say. I do hope for your sake that you simply misspokeâŚthough judging by your expression, I suspect not. How unfortunate. Shall we continue this conversation somewhere private? People do become rather forgetful when they are trying to impress someone who is already spoken for, donât they? âÂ
Jamil ViperÂ
7/10
Jamil does not WANT to be protective.
That is important to understand first and foremost.Â
He already has enough responsibilities. Enough people depending on him. Enough stress. The last thing he needs is another person to worry over and yet somehowâŚthere you are. Sitting comfortably in the center of his thoughts like you pay rent there. Mm.Â
Annoying.
Very annoying.
Heâs a bit of his own worst nightmare. Jamil finds a partner who is competent insanely attractive. Nothing gets him going like a show of powerâŚbut his brain doesnât have an âoffâ switch. So he naturally tries to take charge in most situations and has a terrible time letting his guard down.Â
Because now he has to think about things like whether you ate today. Whether you got enough sleep. Whether Ace and Grim dragged you into another near death experience. He catches himself scanning crowds for your face automatically and gets irritated every single time he realizes he is doing it.
Just his luck that heâs fallen for the person with the self-preservation skills of a mosquitoâŚha..haha..hahaha.
Physically, Jamil is surprisingly attentive. Not overbearing, but hyperaware. He notices exhaustion before you say anything. Notices when your social battery dies. Notices when you are forcing yourself to smile through discomfort. Heâs used to reading people.Â
He is the type to silently pull you away from overwhelming situations under the guise of something casual.
âCome help me with this for a second.â
Suddenly you are outside getting fresh air while he pretends to sweep the outer courtyard. .
Jamil is not loud about protecting you because loud attention is dangerous in his mind. He prefers subtle control over situations. Strategic positioning. Standing between you and someone sketchy without making a scene. Steering conversations away from topics that upset you. Making sure you get back to Ramshackle safely even if he acts like it is an inconvenience.
And yes. He absolutely keeps track of where you are. Give him your phone so he can add you to Life360. Just do it.Â
Not in a creepy way. In a âif something happens to you I will have a stress-induced migraineâ way. He gets pissed when Grim takes your phone though. The headmaster seriously has you both sharing one? JustâŚlook, take his old one. Donât tell Kalim either. Heâll 100%% get you the newest model with an unlimited data plan, but Jamil isnât about to have someone else doing what he can do for you just fine. Especially Kalim.
He especially hates when you wander around NRC late at night alone. This school has entirely too many weirdos, overblot incidents, and students with magical superiority complexes. The moment he finds out you went somewhere dangerous by yourself he is giving you âThat Lookâ.
You know the one.
Socially, Jamil is vicious in the pettiest ways possible.
He does not have the authority of someone like Riddle nor the intimidation factor of Leona, so instead he weaponizes competence. If someone is rude to you publicly? Congratulations. Jamil is about to make them look stupid in front of everyone.
Not directly, of course. That would be messy.
But suddenly they are fumbling their words during class presentations because Jamil âhelpfullyâ pointed out inconsistencies in their work. Suddenly they are losing arguments they thought they could win. Suddenly every flaw they have becomes painfully obvious because Jamil knows exactly how to press people until they crack.
He has years of experience surviving court politics. Some random teenager is light work.
The thing is, Jamil gets especially protective over your image because he understands what it feels like to have people make assumptions about you. So rumors? Harassment? People trying to paint you negatively? HeâŚis guilty of doing that to others.Â
So he is able to detect the early signs of someone scheming. No oneâs ripping at your confidence. Heâll end them.
Not only because he cares about you, but because he genuinely cannot stand unfairness directed toward someone he loves. You become one of the very few people he allows himself to prioritize emotionally and he takes that seriously.
Now jealousy?
âŚYeah. Yeah Jamil has issues.
Not outwardly at first. He tries SO hard to play it cool. He tells himself he is being irrational. That you can handle yourself. That he trusts you.
Then he sees someone flirting with you too comfortably and suddenly his eye is twitching.
Jamilâs jealousy manifests through hovering and passive aggression. He starts inserting himself into conversations uninvited. Interrupting. Pulling you away under flimsy excuses. Offering to do things for you before someone else can. Oh, he is burning. That ego he tries to keep under a tarp is coming out at full force.Â
And the sass?
Unmatched.
âOh? You suddenly developed interest in my partner after ignoring them for months? What a fascinating coincidenceâŚsorry, whatâs your name again?â
The worst part is that Jamil absolutely notices when people are attracted to you before they even realize it themselves. One lingering glance and he is already annoyed.
He also DESPISES overly touchy people around you. No one gets a pass. Kalim really pisses him off, but he has to bite it down. At least thereâs the comfort of knowing itâs strictly platonic but still.Â
Your little first-year group? He has so much beef with Ace it isnât funny. That ******* knows exactly what heâs doing whenever he slings an arm over your shoulder. Floyd? Every basketball practice is one where Jamil is tempted to spike the ball at the back of his head. He tolerates Grim, knowing that the menace is going to be there until the day you both die.Â
And if someone thinks to pass a vulgar comment? A cat-call? Mm. Patience isnât always a virtue.Â
Jamilâs entire expression flattens like someone turned his emotions off manually. He gets cold in a way that makes people instinctively backpedal. Unlike some of the others, he is less likely to threaten violence and more likely to verbally flay someone alive with frightening precision.
He knows exactly what insecurities to target too. Doesnât matter who it is. He can pick them apart in a few short moments.Â
âYou know, confidence is attractive in moderation. Unfortunately for you, this is just embarrassing.â
Rook Hunt
8.5/10
Dating Rook is like accidentally befriending a very affectionate cryptid.
One day you are minding your business and the next you hear rustling in the trees followed by an enthusiastic Frenchman praising the way sunlight reflects off your hair. There is no such thing as privacy anymore. Not because Rook wishes to control you, but because he genuinely enjoys your existence so much that he cannot help orbiting around you constantly.
He is EVERYWHERE.
The scary thing? Half the time you do not even notice him until he speaks.
âAh! Trickster! The way you leap away in surprise reminds me of a startled doe. Magnifique!â
Cardiac arrest. Immediate cardiac arrest. He ceases for the rest of the day but then is right back at it the next.Â
At first his protectiveness does not even register because Rook treats everything with fascination. He watches everyone. Compliments everyone. Appears out of nowhere for everyone. So naturally, you assume his attention toward you is just part of his personality.
Then you realize he has been tailing you across campus for three hours because you mentioned feeling unsafe walking alone after dark.
Romantic.
Terrifying, but romantic.
This man has the instincts of a hunting dog and the perception of a military drone.
You are never unsafe around him.
Ever.
Physically, Rook is actually extremely protective. Far more than people expect. Underneath all the theatrics and poetry is someone with terrifying awareness of his surroundings. Rook notices danger instantly. The shift in someoneâs body language. A suspicious movement in the crowd. The subtle signs someone intends harm.
A student reaching for their pen? He sees it. Someone following you through the halls? Already aware. Suspicious noises outside Ramshackle at night? He is perched somewhere nearby like a Victorian gargoyle with a bow in hand. Sorry Malleus. This one is not fit for your club to studyâŚunless?
Ahem. You genuinely cannot sneak up on this man.
And because of that? Nobody sneaks up on you either.
The issue is that Rook treats protecting you like an act of devotion. He enjoys it. Not in a creepy controlling way but in a âthe hunter safeguards what he treasures mostâ way.Â
And unlike some of the others, Rook is willing to get physical FAST if he thinks you are genuinely threatened. People forget that beneath the dramatic monologues and layers of concealer is a man who hunts for fun.
For FUN.
One second someone is getting too aggressive with you. The next Rook is suddenly behind them smiling with their wrist pinned up against their back.
âAh ah~ I would reconsider your actions, mon trĂŠsorâs comfort is far more important to me than your pride.â
The thing about Rook is that he rarely âsounds threatening. Which somehow makes him infinitely worse. He says horrifying things with the same tone someone would use to compliment flowers.
And LORD help the poor soul that genuinely hurts you somehow.
Rook becomes the physical manifestation of âI know where you live.âÂ
His little âOo la la~â pitch that carries in the wind like fallen leaves suddenly turns into Krampus incarnate. Deep, guttural, and spoken directly into the perpetratorâs ear with a promise for something much worse than a beating with a straw broom and some coal in their stocking.Â
âAha. No. We are not looking at mon coheur in such a manner. You may apologize now, or I will be forced to consider alternative persuasion. Un, deux, toi ââÂ
Socially, Rook is extreamly supportive rather than controlling. He absolutely hypes you up constantly. ShamelesslyâŚ.itâs very much the âWear whatever you want, my darling. I know how to fightâ dynamic amped to maximum overdrive.Â
He will praise you in front of literally anyone with zero shame. Your intelligence, your beauty, your habits, the way your eyes crinkle when you laughânothing is safe from his admiration. At first people think it is exaggeration because surely no one can speak this poetically about their partner twenty-four hours a day.
No. He means every word.
The issue is that this also means he becomes deeply offended when others speak poorly of you. Rook values beauty in all forms and to insult someone he treasures? Mon dieu. The audacity.
Rook does not argue normally. He psychoanalyzes people like he is peeling an orange. Someone makes fun of you once and suddenly Rook is smiling thoughtfully while pointing out all the hidden insecurities fueling their behavior.
In front of everyone.
âOh? Such cruelty toward someone so radiantâŚcould it be envy, perhaps? How unfortunate. To possess eyes capable of witnessing beauty and yet remain unable to appreciate it.â
Murder. Actual murder.
And because Rook is naturally charismatic, people listen to him. He can spin social situations terrifyingly fast. One minute someone is mocking you and the next they are being publicly pitied by half the room while Rook comforts you dramatically like the star actor of a tragedy play.
But jealousy? Hah! Listen.Â
Rook is a strange creature because he simultaneously understands why people are attracted to you while also wanting to put them in the ground for acting on it.
He appreciates beauty. Of course others admire you! How could they not? To him your existence is practically artwork.
So when others pursue you, he does not see them as something to dismiss. No. No. He will acknowledge their challengeâŚand you will find no one more competitive. He wants to win.Â
Which means the flirting somehow becomes worse. He is a peacock spreading its feathers while aiming a shotgun with its beak.Â
You think one person complimenting you is bad? Congratulations. Rook is now reciting poetry while kissing your hand in front of them with enough intensity to make bystanders uncomfortable.
He becomes unbelievably touchy too. Draping himself over your shoulders. Holding your waist. Tilting your chin toward him while maintaining eye contact with whoever dared flirt with you. If they want you, then theyâll have to offer you better than what he can provide. Which is impossible, because Rook spares no effort in ensuring you have everything you could ever want.Â
And if someone says something vulgar about you?Â
âŚthey have a ten second head start.Â
Rook does not mind admiration, he encourages all beauty to be appreciated, but crude lust disgusts him. In his eyes it reduces something precious into something cheap and tawdry. He takes it personally, like someone smeared mud over a painting.Â
He merely teases the brim of his hat, ducks his chin low, and fixes the offender with sharp eyes and the terrifying realization that this man could absolutely hit a bullseye through their skull from fifty yards away.
âYou speak of them so carelesslyâŚhow terribly sad. To witness something so precious and reduce it to vulgarity. I highly suggest you choose your next words with greater care, monsieur. â
Lilia Vanrouge
6.5/10
At first glance, Lilia does not seem protective at all.
If anything, he encourages chaos.
Go explore dangerous places! Fight strong opponents! Experience life! Make reckless memories! Half the time it feels like he is actively encouraging your bad decisions while Sebek is somewhere nearby having a stress-induced aneurysm over it.
Lilia is not controlling. Not even remotely. Rather than stop you from pursuing danger, heâs walking into it at your side.Â
He does not hover over your shoulder monitoring who you speak to or where you go. He will not cage you up âfor your safetyâ because frankly? That sounds dreadfully boring to him. Lilia fell in love with YOU. Your spirit. Your freedom. Your ability to live fully despite fear.
Why would he take that away?
No, if you are with Lilia then you are expected to spread your wings and enjoy life to its fullest. He wants stories. Excitement. Late night walks, spontaneous adventures, troublemaking, dancing on rooftops because âthe moon looks lovely tonight.â
He treats love like something alive. Something meant to grow unrestrained instead of being locked away. Heâs waited seven-hundred years for this chance and will not waste a second of it.Â
Which honestly makes people underestimate him terribly.
Because while Lilia is not overprotective in everyday situationsâŚ
He IS an elder fae. Even those of lower status are raised not to take matters of the heart lightly. Your soul is an extension of his own.Â
The man could probably locate you in a foreign country with nothing but a vague description and a prayer. You will be halfway across campus thinking you're alone only to hear his voice from a tree branch.
"My, my. Fancy seeing you here."
He truly is an extension of your person now. While not tethered for centuries, he is quite fond of being a phantom limb of yours.Â
Which becomes obvious the moment someone truly threatens you. He does not mince his words or offer mercy to those who threaten his family. Kingscholar was very fortunate to be spared after targeting Malleus during the spelldrive tournament during your first year in wonderland. Remember how brutal Liliaâs words struck.Â
There is a massive difference between Lilia finding your recklessness amusing and someone else harming you intentionally. One earns laughter. The other earns silence.
And silence from Lilia Vanrouge is one of the most terrifying things a person can experience.
Because Lilia does not posture.
He does not threaten.
He does not growl warnings or puff out his chest.
He simply decides that someone is dangerous.
Then acts accordingly.
People often forget that beneath the jokes, the gaming addiction, and the culinary war crimes is a former general. A man who spent hundreds of years protecting a royal family through actual conflict. Lilia has survived war. Buried friends. He knows exactly how far he is willing to go for the people he loves.Â
Which is as far as his body can take him. Lilia would die for you without hesitation.Â
Not in the romanticized âIâd take a bullet for youâ way either. In the very literal, non-negotiable sense that he has already accepted the possibility long ago. Loyalty is woven into Lilia so deeply that protecting his loved ones is practically instinctual.Â
Which is why anyone who thinks otherwise, dares to even tinker with the thought of harming you, is scheduling an audience with General Vanrouge.Â
Socially, Lilia is surprisingly relaxed. He has lived too long to care about petty gossip (although he does enjoy hearing it). Rumors roll off him like water because honestly? Most students at NRC are children to him mentally. Why would he value their opinions over yours?
That being said, he DOES care if the rumors genuinely hurt you.
Not because your reputation reflects on him, but because he cannot stand seeing someone he loves feel isolated or targeted. Lilia knows what loneliness feels like better than most people ever will. He still will not intervene though, not beyond offering a distraction to make you smile.Â
Honestly? He finds caring about that sort of thing silly. With time youâll understand and think the same, of that heâs certain.Â
If someone dislikes you, they dislike you.
If someone talks badly about you, then they are showing their own character.
Most of the time he laughs it off. "Mhmm. Are they finished? Goodness, they seem to think about you more than I do."
Now jealousy?
Pshh. Manageable. A dime in a dozen.Â
Lilia feels secure in your relationship. He does not panic over every passing flirtation because he trusts you and frankly finds some situations funny. Watching younger students awkwardly attempt to woo you while he sits nearby smiling into his tea is genuinely entertaining to him.
He especially enjoys making them nervous. âOh? Trying to court my darling? My my, how brave~â
Although he is not against blipping in if harmless flirtations progress to crude vulgarity or a breach of boundaries. Which is unfortunately common with youth that possess egos with more concentrated power than the sun. The moment someone dares to say something genuinely degrading about your person, he eases in with the air of someone far superior and reminds the offender to view a specific chapter in their history textbook. He normally isnât fond of his pictures in those books, but surely they have their uses.Â
âTsk, what an ugly thing to say. Careful nowâŚthere are far crueler creatures in this world than me, child. You ought to learn some manners before you meet one.âÂ
I have heard mention of Ai being used in spellchecks and I wonder if that's happened to Word as sometimes the changes it asks me to do don't make much sense. Though usually I can kind of see where it's getting confused and it's just not following what I'm writing.
This so far is the worst I've seen it where I just had to take a screenshot because I'm so lost on where it came up with this. I thought the spellchecker usually reads the entire sentence to know where grammer may need to be adjusted, but how is that a sentence if I replace the word "bad" with "bidding"?
"Is it so bidding for me to indulge the people I care about?" I don't understand. I suppose with how it highlights it that I can see how it thinks a verb would work better?? Is it thinking the word "bad" is a verb here??
I thought that if you put two miis as partners for how theyâre related, that it would make them crush over each other and help push a romantic relationship.
Apparently not as the two have no interest in each other. (To make things easier, I shall refer to the couple as mii A and mii B.) Mii C, twin of mii B, fell instantly in love with mii A.
These are miis based off of ocs where Iâve only considered the option of mii C falling for mii A to be an au where mii B dies. So, uhhh, I hope things donât go bad between mii B and mii C. I swear if theyâre the first of my tomodachi miis to ever fight⌠Iâll probably just swear aloud much to my momâs dismay.
I got asked what actor Iâd chose to play me in a movie and I answered âsome ginger, I guessâ.
This was a great move to make. Love them trying to reference people but pull up my vague answer.
Miis telling me my nose reminds them of some ginger, they guess.
I highly suggest adding a vague option for a person lingo.
On the other hand, when asked to describe myself, I should not have put down âautistic artsy cat-loverâ. I canât help but squint judgementally whenever I catch them using that lingo.
To be somewhat fair, this was early enough in the game that I didnât realize how theyâd use it. But I do find it a bit funny.
Leona Kingscholar from Twst, a depressed lion man, calling himself an âautistic artsy cat-loverâ feels so sarcastic but I canât even imagine how one would pull that response out of him in his canon universe.
Telling someone you just met that you think theyâre an âautistic artsy cat-loverâ feels rather judgemental. Judgemental of first impressions because said accused mii was currently dressed up in the tiger outfit. I should share the screenshot of that.
So I figure the citizens of the Mycelind Kingdom typically have less then 20/20 vision. They're more near-sighted than far-sighted, just a bit of an evolutional quirk as they've developed night vision. I've found a vision simulator and screenshotted the usual human average vision along with the image of what I figure most Mycelind citizens' vision is like, including Princess Bobo herself.
I am going to put it under the cut to not give anyone random eye-strain as they scroll plus this might become a bit of a long post.
Left image is the normal human healthy vision, right image is the Mycelind average vision. I got this from a site called coopervision.com/myopia-simulator. I also added that website url as text to the image not only as a way to credit but so I may find the site again if I ever want to try simulating other characters' possibly bad vision.
I figured it would be something barely blurry, but definitely gets worse the father off you look for people who have been living underground for years. Barely blurry so Mycelind citizens think this is what average eyesight is like and thus they don't think this would be a point of getting glasses. I do think you can get around fine with this type of vision too?
Any fighters in the Mycelind Kingdom tend to be close combat fighters as ranged weapons such as guns and bows are discouraged. Don't want to risk missing the target and ending up hitting a patch of wall that causes a cave in. At least that's my thinking, that ranged weapons would cause risks for cave ins. While with close combat they'd have a bit more control over actually hitting the mark, I think. Or at least have not enough power to wreck a wall and cause a cave in.
I have been using Bobo as the insert-able player character for the game Twisted Wonderland so I'm going to start discussing Twst here. If you're not interested in that, feel free to hop off the post.
Now that I have a reference image for what her vision looks like, I tried to take the boys from Twst and blur them to match the blurriness of that basketball hoop board from the above images. I also stuck them infront of a background I nabbed and flipped to make wider. All of these I got from the Twisted Wonderland wiki.gg and edited together in Gimp.
I've been joking, mostly to myself, that Bobo wouldn't be able to tell some characters apart from like trees. Though this helps set it straight to me that it's actually not that bad. I did try to blur the background to some degree but it wasn't quite doing it. Even with me trying to focus on the farther parts to be blurrier.
This actually helps show how nice professional character designing is. They're all wearing similar outfits but you can still tell who's who. I've heard mention that you want to make characters unique with their silhouettes for that idea of them being able to stand out from each other, but I don't think I've seen anyone mention blurring the designs to see if you can tell them apart from a distance as a nearsighted person.
If Bobo were to get anyone confused from a distance, it would probably be Ace with Cater, Azul with Silver, Idia with Ortho, and I think it would be funny if she got Deuce, Trey, and Malleus confused with each other. I'm not actually taking into account their heights and if she'd be able to realize that from a distance or not.
I would think she could confuse the Shroud brothers if Idia has his hair in a hoodie or some other style that makes it appear short like Ortho's. And if she's viewing them from the back since Ortho does have that flame on the front.
Honestly I do feel like angles matter quite a bit with how she's able to recognize people from afar. Outfits would definitely help. If Silver and Azul are wearing their school uniforms with the jackets closed so she can't see the green vest on Silver, then she could confuse them. Then it would be somewhat context like who's besides them.
Jade and Floyd surely get anyone confused from different angles.
