Nick’s Manor

Welcome residents!!

[callmegr1m]

About Me:

Name: Nick!

Age: 20s

Pronouns: He/she/they (i usually prefer he tho!)

Hobbies: Drawing, reading, writing, theater, and listening to music 🎵

Main Fandoms you’ll find me in and will write for:

- Bungo Stray Dogs

- Twisted Wonderland

- My Hero Academia

- Demon Slayer

- Harry Potter

- Jujitsu Kaisen

- Five Nights at Freddy’s

- Tmnt

- Criminal Minds

- ALTA

Masterlist!

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[callmegr1m]

Masterlist!!

Please note that this is a rough draft of my masterlist for the moment and I will update it whenever I get more fics written!! This is just to help me get more organized!

Rules:

Things I will write for: smut, fluff, angst, and or crack of any fandom I have listed!

Ifs/maybes: Any fandom that I am outside of. I don’t mind writing for them, but I’ll need to do extensive research on it and it will not be at the top of my priority list.

Things I WILL NOT write for: Any dark or harmful content such as Non-con, incest, sexualization of minor characters (duh), or anything to do with gore. Reminder that these are my personal preferences so please do not ask for these in my requests 🫶

Genre guide:

♡ - Fluff

✮ - smut

♤ - angst

❂ - headcanons

ϟ - Crack

Fandoms: More to come soon!!

Bungo Stray Dogs:

♡ - Feeling Kind of Sick

✮ ❂ - Chuuya Headcanons: Coming soon!!

Twisted Wonderland:

♡ ❂ - Octavinelle w/ Kenji!Reader

♡ϟ - Jealous Type!

♡ - Accidental!

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STAY SAFE!! [ID: the Gilbert Baker pride flag with the words “Happy pride to all those who are unable to celebrate openly and safely. You are loved and seen!” in all-caps black text over it. /end ID]

[pinkpxtches]

another backrooms parallel i really like is how clark’s furniture store being a rip-off of another furniture store (i forgot the name but ykwim) is like how the backrooms is a rip-off of people’s memories. it’s fake, it’s wrong, and it’s so obviously a mockery of something solid and real. this is especially clear when clark’s insistence on refusing to change gets him eaten alive by the mascot that he ripped off of someone else. clark’s still life looks like clark if you squint and tilt your head, just like all the still lives (and the entire structure of the backrooms) look like something else through the faded lens of memory, but they are decidedly working against the real thing. clark is profiting off of another person’s business, he’s luring people in (not maliciously, but still definitely shadily) under the guise of looking like something familiar, just like the backrooms brought him comfort by bringing him back to a part of his life that he can’t let go of. just like he would have to change himself in order to escape the backrooms, or the cycle of traume he’s caught up in, he would have to overhaul his entire store in order to make it his own.

another thing is both the backrooms and cap’n clark’s are both bad rip-offs. they’re obvious, and it’s pointed out by multiple people. just like cap’n clark’s is a bland, tasteless imitation of the other furniture store, the backrooms is a soulless mimicry of real life settings that used to have feeling and emotion attached, with the only real appeal of them (and any other liminal space) being the nostalgia attached to it. but nostalgia is a perishable good, which ends up with cap’n clark’s being a failing business and the backrooms being an endless loop, both requiring it’s tenants to keep digging and digging, searching for another hit of the feeling instead of moving on and looking for something different. it’s easier to keep walking through the endless maze rather than to turn around and accept how lost you are, it’s easier to sleep inside of your unoriginal, failing business rather than to go home and apologize, and it’s easier to place blame on others rather than to take responsibility and change.

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[buffytheyaoislayer]

soukoku <3

close ups in reblogs

[iwamimimimi]

[benetnvsch]

dazai face down ass up , drowning in the backrooms

[pinkpxtches]

backrooms spoilers again

camera angles!!!

when we’re with clark as he travels through the backrooms, the camera angles feel claustrophobic. there are a lot of tight shots of his face, and POV shots than any other character.

when we’re travelling with mary, the shots are agoraphobic. she’s out of her depth, and it gives you such a wide pan of the backrooms that you instinctively search every corner of the camera for Something.

clark feels trapped in his life. he works a dead end job, he’s been kicked out of his house, and overall feels very defeated. the camera angles reflect that, clark is afraid of being trapped.

mary, on the other hand, is still struggling with her mother’s agoraphobia. while she doesn’t have any massive indicators that she too has it, as the movie progresses and she starts dwelling on the trauma of her mother’s abuse more and more, she almost uses her mother’s fear as a way to cope with the backrooms.

i think this may also be connected to that first therapy scene we see, where we’re immediately introduced to the theme of the movie; in order to change your life, you need to change. if you don’t change your own behavior, you’ll be stuck in the cycle forever. we’re also shown two contrasting shots of mary and clark; mary with her back to a closed window, and clark with his back to an open one. this reflects their claustrophobic and agoraphobic parallels, but it also parallels the final shot of the movie, where mary is the one with her back to an open window. before each character gets sucked into the backrooms, they turn their back on the window. they turn their back on any hope of changing, and instead decide to stay stagnant. they can question people (phil or mary), they can complain, they can mourn, but if they refuse to exit the window, they will be trapped in the loop forever.

i feel like this connection doesn’t make sense on paper but it lines up in my head idk. a lot of analyzing this movie feels like theres something just beyond my reach that i cant really articulate.

[pinkpxtches]

BACKROOMS 2026 SPOILERS

immediately post-viewing, i have a few thoughts about costuming from backrooms 2026.

clark is almost always seen wearing purple, but the shade gets darker as the film progresses. it starts off as a washed-out lilac that blends in with the backrooms color scheme, but in the dinner scene it’s closer to black than purple. purple is the color of royalty, which could be seen as his ego swelling through the movie. in the therapy scene, he’s almost willing to accept his issues with his wife, but the backrooms provides him an almost echochamber type environment where he doesn’t have to acknowledge his shitty behavior. (this is also just a smaller scale of what i believe to be the point of the movie; that dwelling in the past and having nostalgia for moments that were better/worse than you can remember doesn’t help you, it just keeps you in the endless loop (that is the backrooms). in order to escape your behavior, uou need to put the memory to rest (or open the window of your shitty mom’s house), or else the cycle of trauma will consume you. (like it did mary at the end))

mary always wears patterns, but in the final scene when she’s speaking with phil she’s just wearing a blank tank top. it’s like a preamble to her finally blending into the scenery of the backrooms.

in the final scene, phil is wearing a blue shirt and holding a blue folder, the same color as the artificial sky behind mary. it makes him feel just as artificial as the sky backdrop, and it makes me think that it’s an immediate visual indicator that he’s lying about something. maybe async knew that mary would become a still-life, and they were trying to get as much information out of her before she finally melded into the backrooms. maybe he wasn’t going to tell her anything even if she did survive. maybe he’s never been into the backrooms as he claimed, and that’s why he hasn’t molded into it yet, because the same type of person that runs into the backrooms to escape the real world is the type of person to fall victim to it. phil has a family to run to, a family in the blue sky outside the window, one that mary and clark lacked, which is why they ran to nostalgia and memories.

i might be talking out of my ass with this because i saw it three hours ago and its past midnight as im writing this but these are just some surface level observations.

[callmegr1m]

Such a mind fuck movie but it was so peak 🥹

[callmegr1m]

hey hey! I saw you were taking requests (I think?)

could I have an Octavinelle w a Miyazawa Kenji prefect? Tyyyyyyy :33

A/N: HOLY FANDOM CROSSOVER 😻😻😻 Kenji is such a cutie I love him. And yes I am taking requests!!

Octavinelle with a Kenji!Reader (or Prefect)

Characters: Azul Ashengrotto, Jade Leech, and Floyd Leech x Kenji!Reader (platonic!)

Genre: Fluff/Headcanons!

Tags: No specific pronouns used but is written with a male!reader in mind, mentions of minor fights, and maybe some mild cussing

At first, all three of them just thought you were the normal “magicless” prefect that everyone was talking about.

All three of them soon learned that that was not the case..

Azul! At first was only mildly intrigued by you. Sure, you were a “magicless” person in a school filled with magical students. Who wouldn’t be intrigued by something like that? But, when he first meets you, he is taken for a wild ride.

He was strangely taken aback by your.. overly optimistic attitude. It almost reminded him of Kalim a little bit. But, what seemed to be different with you, is that you never seemed to be angry.

Which struck him as odd, because you were stuck in a world with little to no knowledge of how you got here, and you seemed to be constantly surrounded by chaos.

He was honestly shocked you haven’t seemed to lost your mind yet. He definitely would have in your shoes.

But the more he interacted with you, the more he interested he became. He saw the way you were able to cheer up almost anyone you spoke to as a great opportunity for the lounge.

So, he recruited you. He almost felt a little bad when he made you sign a contract to work at the lounge as a waiter/waitress. But, it seemed to work out in his favor because the customers seemed to absolutely adore you. He was constantly getting compliments on the great service within the lounge.

One night though, really changed his perspective when a fight broke out in the lobby of the lounge. He was a little astonished with how easily you were able to break up the fight when Floyd and Jase couldn’t get there fast enough.

He was even more so shocked by the strength you had when handling the two much larger students who had been fighting.

That’s when he started to think that you weren’t so magicless after all..

He pulled you aside the next morning and spoke with you, outright asking where in the hell such incredible strength came from?

When you explained that back in your world, you possessed something called a ‘special ability’ that gave you the strength of a hundred men (his words not yours) he started to hold you to a higher standard. Giving you more jobs that might require more strength than Floyd and Jade can give.

Although, he grows concerned when he notices how exhausted you are afterwards, then he starts to wonder if he pushed you too hard with those tasks. But you reassure him you’re fine, and explain to him how your ability works.

Now, he makes sure to have snacks and water on standby, and to give you extended lunch breaks when you’re working in the lounge.

(Overall, I imagine their relationship very much like a Kunikida and Kenji relationship. Mainly professional, but with those little hints of care and respect between the two <3)

Jade! At first was a little confused by you. Same as Azul, he was intrigued by your overall personality.

Your optimism both interested and irritated him. Usually, he is able to read people like a book. He’s able to tell if someone has good intentions or bad intentions. Or what makes them tick or anger them.

But with you, he was at a loss.

So he was curious as to why Azul hired you at the lounge. But the more he worked and interacted with you, the more he realized why.

You were an absolute ball of sunshine.

It amused him more than anything. Almost making him forget the frustration of not being able to read you properly. Then, he realized that that was just the way you were. You chose to see the good side of things even if they hurt you in the long run.

He started to relax more around you the more that time went on. Even inviting you along to go search for mushrooms in the forest around campus.

You happily agreed, tagging along.

The two of you searched all over the place, analyzing and researching mushrooms. Jade enjoyed the fact that you actually listened and seemed to enjoy hearing about them.

During your search, the two of you came across a big boulder within the woods. Jade thought about all of the mushrooms that might’ve been growing underneath it.

Well apparently, you had the same thought, because you walked right up to it and moved it with your bare hands.

Jade blinked in surprise at how easily you were able to move that boulder. He’s seen your strength sure, but it was mainly in passing or from afar, actually seeing it up close was very impressive to see.

He didn’t hear you call him over when you found the mushrooms that were underneath the heavy stone. He gave a small smile and headed over, crouching down next to you.

“You are in interesting one, Prefect.”

You only returned his smile, helping him pick the mushrooms on the ground.

(Your relationship with Jade is kinda how i imagine Yosano’s and Kenji’s. <3)

Floyd! Saw you like he saw everyone else at first. Someone that he could tease or mess with.

What was different though, was the way you responded.

You didn’t run and hide like most students would. Or grow snippy like others riddle would.

Instead, you laughed. Or responded with a lightheartedness that Floyd didn’t expect.

At first, that irritated him a little bit. Why weren’t you responding like you were supposed to?

But, his attitude flipped, as it usually does, once he started working with you. He enjoyed that you would joke back with him, gave him a nickname like he did you, or pulled small pranks like he did.

Or, when you playfully ‘squeezed’ him back.

He was the first to experience your strength out of the three, and boy did he find it hilarious.

Someone so small (at least to him), being able to pick up a giant like him and run him around or throw him over your shoulder.

Essentially, you matching his freak (whether it’s intentional or not), made you two the best of friends. And he’ll immediately notice when somethings off because of how much you two joke around and goof off with each other.

You’re also the closest with him out of the three, kind of viewing him as a sort of big brother figure.

(Floyd’s relationship with you reminds me of Kenji’s relationship with Dazai or Ranpo, the silliness of it all makes it fun for both parties <3)

A/N: Hope you enjoyed!! I’m sorry it took me forever to get to this 💔 I’d love to know how you felt about this and don’t be shy to request more 🫶

[pinkpxtches]

re: your class 1 a j*b post

okay consider and imagine aoyama and hagakure being co-workers

ik their manager HATESSS to see these two coming

ik i put aoyama at the MAC counter and hagakure at the claire’s but the only environment i could see them mixing is a makeup store like ulta or sephora.

they walk into work fifteen minutes late every morning without fail

he carpools with her because that french motherfucker CANNOT drive. she drives a cute little vw bug with a my melody steering wheel cover. yuuga takes his aux privileges very seriously. he pays her in starbucks.

hagakure has never once signed someone up for a sephora membership. aoyama has the store record and he does not let her forget it.

i think he usually sticks to the register. he makes all the older women laugh and has reused the ‘mademoisellle, i’m afraid you’ve made a wrong turn! the beauty pagaent is just down the street!’ line atleast twice a week.

yuga also likes psyching out the guys who are obviously there to buy gifts for their girlfriends. he’ll interrogate them about her preferences and look down his nose, regardless of their hight, at them if they dont know whether or not their girlfriend prefers floral or gourmand scents.

hagakure’s favorite customers are the tweens buying essence lip gloss and their first mascaras, because she likes hyping them up. she remembers when she was that age, sans the facial features with which to decorate, but still finds their enthusiasm cute.

they spend their lunch break in her car, and what was once a thirty minute lunch break quickly turns into an hour and a half of gossip.

these two will drag somebody through the mud and beat the hell out of a dead horse and then end the conversation with ‘and that’s none of OUR business’.

as said in the previous post, aoyama will evacuate the premises if he catches even a whiff of someone he knows outside of work walking into the store.

toru, on the other hand, is ecstatic. she’ll sneak her friends employee discounts and walk around like their own personal shopper, giving her honest opinions on all the products. also spends WAYYY too much time talking at the register, her manager will get onto her after her shift but she’ll insist it’s good for customer service. (it’s not.)

when the friend leaves, hagakure has to coax aoyama out of the break room.

they’re SOOOO annoying in the work gc. aoyama complains about the schedule and hagakure uses wayyy too many reaction images.

[pinkpxtches]

what real-life j*bs would the mha characters have?

class 1A’s part-time / summer jobs.

aoyama: he works at the MAC beauty counter in your local macy’s. spends half his shift doing his own makeup and will deny it profusely despite walking out of the mall at 8pm with a full beat. despite his tendency to slack off, he does give really good makeup advice. hides behind the nearest display and army-crawls away when he sees somebody that he knows.

ashido: employee of the month at build-a-bear. initially wanted to work at victoria’s secret, but the perfumes give her a headache so she went with her second option. gets wayyyy too into the process of stufffing the bears but the kids love it anyway. has them doing burpees and dance interpretations of the car dealership inflatables to bring that stuffed bear to life, and the kids eat it up everytime. has a small, albeit growing, collection of build-a-bear’s at her house because she gets a discount.

asui: i couldn’t see asui working retail, but she is definitely the go-to baby/dog/cat sitter for her neighborhood. she just thinks that kids are cooler than adults. anybody that even mildly insinuates that they may need someone to watch their goldfish (and/or small child) is immediately pointed in the direction of the asui household. she genuinely cannot go to any local playground without getting surrounded by children that revere her.

iida: definitely one of those people to get an internship instead of a job and them never shut the fuck up about it. he interns at a law or accounting firm and go on unprompted tangents about the value of the experience and how good it looks on his resume. has an unbreakable bond with the front desk lady that shoves butterscotch candies into his hand and feeds him all the office gossip.

uraraka: waitress at chili’s. her quirk comes in unexpectedly handy because of the party tricks she does for the kids, which always gets her a good tip from the parents. unfortunately, always gets stuck with the bigger tables because she can carry a lot of plates. can do tricks with her pen and pad and is VERY proud of them. has cute pins on her apron. her favorite coworker is the old guy working at the bar because he gives her shirley temple’s on her lunch break and meanmugs the customers that are rude to her. is the most dedicated during the birthday song.

ojiro: definitely the ‘cool’ counselor at his local summer camp. on top of being just a kind and understanding guy- he makes a killer s’more. will be having a normal conversation with someone while three younger kids are scaling him like a jungle gym. four time gaga ball champion.

kaminari: pizza delivery guy. waze is his best friend, even though he misses one out of every three turns. he drives around an old shitbox his parents bought for his sixteenth birthday- something like a chevy impala or a honda civic that was definitely made before he was born- that he affectionately dubbed ‘janet’. his car permanently smells like ‘eau de pizza’, which is either good or bad depending on your stance on pepperoni. blasts music, so when you order a pizza you’ll probably hear shinso or jiro’s playlist long before you hear the doorbell.

kirishima: hot topic. grew out of his emo phase in body but not in spirit. tokoyami put spikes on his crocs for him and he wears them almost every shift. his coworker did corpse paint on him once and now thats his tiktok icon. has matching skeleanimals bracelets with denki.

koda: has been volunteering at the same animal shelter since the age of eleven, and he’ll be damned if he stops now. doesn’t need to lift weights as much as his peers considering how often he has to lift animals, whether that helping the bigger senior dogs into the bath or the misbehaving ones out of the playpen, he’s always the one that’s called over to lend a hand. likes hanging out with the new litters of puppies or kittens and starfishing in the middle of the floor, both so the animals can be desensitized to larger individuals such as himself and so that he can destress via a kitten (or two) purring on his chest. genuinely treats animal beef like it’s his own personal soap opera. whenever there’s new gossip, he’ll text the group chat a long paragraph about it. mina, denki, and shoji are deeply invested.

sato: his parents own a bakery, so him working there is less so a part-time job and more of a requirement. likes setting up the pretty displays but can’t do any of the labels because he has worse handwriting than his three year old sister. very proud when his baking experiments actually make it onto the menu. gives out wayyy too many free samples.

shoji: works at a starbucks but specifically the one in the barnes and noble. currently holds the record for ‘most frappuccinos made in under sixty seconds’. likes the quiet atmosphere and also is a really big fan of the way coffee smells. cannot spell people’s names correctly for the actual life of him, but makes up for it with little octopus doodles on the cup.

jiro: record store. has a monopoly on the playlist. gives elite music recommendations. has limited herself to one new vinyl per paycheck. spends her break with the shop cat. all of her friends get cd’s for their birthday.

sero: works at an amc theatre. he’s that one video of the guy spinning the popcorn bucket around under the butter dispenser- he has the technique down pat. not a huge cinephile, but likes to watch the new movies as they come out because he hates spoilers. almost got fired when he snuck denki into the booth so that they could watch the minecraft movie tigether while sero was on the clock. gives his friendsbthe employee discount when his manager isn’t looking.

tokoyami: cryptid that works at your local publix. likes zoning out to music while stocking shelves with dark shadow. HATES register duty, if he has to tell one more middle-aged woman to tap her card and not swipe it, (because this register is BROKEN- no, don’t insert it- TAP it. tap-), he’s going to die of old age in his late teens. dark shadow does a startlingly good impression of the ‘insert card to select payment type, or insert cash to complete transaction’ voice. up and down refuses to wear his nametag- insists that it ‘inspires intrigue in onlookers’. to his credit, it does.

todoroki: cryptid that works at your local kroger. it’s across the street from tokoyami’s publix, and the two of them have an oddly tense rivalry considering that it’s over grocery store chains. prefers to work the floral stand, shares tokoyami’s hatred for register duty. takes shopping cart retrieval VERY seriously, genuinely cannot understand why people just leave them sitting around. has never texted in the employee gc.

hagakure: claire’s WARRIOR. assistant manager. will chase a kid through the entire damn mall if she catches them stealing a squishmallow keychain. is NOT to be trusted with the piercing gun. is also not to be trusted with the store playlist after the ayesha erotica incident.

bakugo: cannot, should not, and will not work in customer service, for obvious reasons. eventually found his calling as a pool lifeguard. spends half his day yelling at kids for running and the other half yelling at adults for not wearing proper sun protection. always wearing 90 spf. doesn’t even read or doomscroll on his shift, just rawdogs the boredom. takes it very seriously despite the fact that he’s surrounded by toddlers in duckie floaties all day.

midoriya: mcdonalds. was the FIRST to get the all might meal. likes working in the back so he can play papa’s burgeria the whole shift, and because he once got yelled at by a minivan mother of three. the ice cream machine never works. used his first paycheck to buy his mom flowers.

mineta: unemployed.

yaoyorozu: her parents wanted her to do an internship but she insisted on working a job to ‘build character’. finds a tiny, local tea shop with a ‘wanted’ sign in the window and decides that that’s where she wants to spend her summer. takes memorizing the menu very seriously, so much so that she makes a quizlet and studies it every morning on the train ride there. spends way too much time on the chalkboard signs out front, but nobody’s mad because it ends up looking really good.

shinso: cat-themed coffee shop. talks to the cats more than he does the customers. once challenged shoji to see who could make the better drink and lost by a landslide. comes home every day covered in fur. aizawa visits once a week. leaves the job with a hatred for latte art and a cat names espresso martini. (‘tini’ for short).

[callmegr1m]

🚨🚨🚨LILIA VANROUGE NATION RISE UP!!! 🚨🚨🚨🚨

Are you taking requests? If so, I'd like to request a jealous Lilia displaying possessiveness over the reader in a blatant way in front of the other dorms – the problem is that they aren't (officially) in a relationship, even though in Lilia's ancient fairy mind, he already considers the reader his!

A/N: I gotcha I gotcha 🙂‍↕️🙏 I love writing jealous fics 👅 also I went with gender neutral reader, hope that’s okay!

ᒍEᗩᒪOᑌᔕ TYᑭE!

Characters: Lilia Vanrouge x GN! Reader

Tags: jealousy, arguing, possessiveness, misunderstandings, there’s a happy ending guys I swear

Genre: Crack/Fluff!

You and Lilia have had a small thing going on for a while now. You don’t really don’t remember when this thing between you two started. But you know it’s gotten…

A little out of hand.

I mean it started out simple. Or, at least, simple to a roughly 700 year old fae.

But now, everything is starting to frustrate you.

Typically, within the courting process for a fae, the courtship often involves, mutual protection and gift-giving.

Which you found very cute at first! You still do.

But what people forgot to mention to you was the territorial behavior fae’s had when it came to this sort of thing.

You’ve been noticing it a lot recently.

How he’d stare you down when you spoke to anyone who wasn’t him.

Or how he’d drag you away if anyone got to close to you.

Even Malleus, who you had missed a couple of club meetings with all because Lilia drug you off somewhere. Or clung to you to the point where you couldn’t move.

But your final straw, was when you were helping Epel with one of his papers that was due the next class when you felt a certain pair of hands on your shoulders.

“Hehehe! Sorry dear apple! But this one is mine!” Lilia says with a bright smile, but there’s an underlying tone in his voice when he speaks.

You let out a sigh, irritation flaring “Lilia, we’re busy—”

“Yeah, they were just helping me with somethin’—” Epel said, but cuts himself off at the sudden sharp look he receives from Lilia.

“It’s rude to cut off your superior, boy.” Lilia says in a low tone, the smile long gone from his face now.

Epel’s face twists, but before he could say anything, you stand abruptly, chair clattering to the ground as you stood.

“What the hell is your problem?” You snap, so loud that a couple of heads turn. “You’ve been doing this for weeks! And I’m getting sick of acting like you own me!”

Lilia’s expression softens, glancing around to see almost all eyes were them.

“Dearie, perhaps we should—”

“Don’t bother.” You cut him off, turning on your heel. “I need to be by myself for a while.”

Lilia watches you leave, shoulders slumping.

Epel sighs from behind him. “Nice goin’.”

Lilia turns, shooting the young boy a look before teleporting away.

It’s been about an hour now, as you sigh to yourself. Grabbing the rest of the ingredients needed for a brownie mix.

Baking has always helped you relax. Helped you get your mind off of things when they were hard.

But of course, that all had to be interrupted when you heard a knock at the door.

You sigh, wiping your hands to go open the door.

You open the door to find Lilia standing there, flowers in hand.

You do your best to keep your face neutral despite the skip in your heart beat.

“Using doors now?” You say, stepping aside for him to come in.

“Seemed appropriate for this occasion.” He replied with an easy smile, but it softens when he hands you the flowers.

You muttered a small ‘thank you’ as took the flowers, looking at him expectingly.

“I’ve come to apologize, dearie.” He said, looking at you.

“Have you?” You mutter dryly.

He nods as he offers his hands to you.

You pause for a moment before ultimately taking them.

“In fae culture, it’s.. typical for fae’s to be.. protective over their loved ones.”

You raise your brow. “But, we aren’t dating.” You say, slightly confused now.

Lilia looks just as confused now. “I’m sorry?”

“You never asked me to be your partner. So I assumed you haven’t made up your mind yet.”

Lilia blinks in shock. “Made up my mind? Darling you and I many dates now! I thought you and I were already bonded!”

“Bonded?” You ask.

“Yes. Faes have life time bonds, or what you humans call ‘relationships’.” Lilia explains.

“Oh.” You say, suddenly feeling stupid.

“Is that why you were upset, dearie?” He asks as you nod.

“Well.. since we aren’t dating.. i got really frustrated when you kept acting so possessive. I don’t like feeling like I can’t speak to anyone just because you’re jealous.” You said bluntly, causing Lilia to flinch slightly.

“Alright, that’s harsh, but fair.” He says, kissing your hand softly.

“Well then, I will first, work on being… territorial. And secondly, I would like to,” he says, getting on his knees. “Will you, [Name], take me as your bonded partner?”

You give a soft laugh. “You could’ve just said boyfriend, but yes. I do.”

“I’m old, dearie. Just go with it.”

You laugh again, leaning down and capturing him in a soft kiss.

A/N: I did some research on fae’s because i had no idea what the terms and things like that were 😭 I also find the fact that he is a fae really interesting so I wanted to focus on that. Anyways I hope you guys enjoy! Please let me know if you guys would like more!

[callmegr1m]

saw ur idea post, what about accidental confessions withe the twst boys?

A/N: oh anon you beautiful soul thank you 🙏 I’m going to write for the overblot boys in this one and then do a part to for the rest! I tried to keep them as in character as I possibly could

Accidental!

Synopsis: in the heat of the moment, he accidentally lets one too many words slip.

Genre: Fluff!

Characters: Riddle Rosehearts, Leona Kingscholar, Azul Ashengrotto, Vil Schoenheit, Jamil Viper, Malleus Dragconia, Idia Shroud

Tags: Reader is GN!, Reader is referred to as prefect but can be seen as a character other than Yuu, accidental confessions, some cussing, jealousy on Leona’s part, and some minor injury on Jamil’s

- Riddle Rosehearts

You and Riddle were currently within Riddle’s dorm studying. Professor Trein had a test coming up in his class and you really didn’t want to fail. Another time. When Riddle saw your distressed face, he decided to offer to help.

So now here you were, repeating back something to Riddle from the textbook.

Riddle hums in response, nodding. “It’s the other way around, but you’ve got the premise of it. Good job, prefect.”

You gave him a soft smile, “Thanks, Riddle. And I really appreciate you helping me with this.”

Riddle’s lips curved up slightly in return. “Of course, prefect. I’m always happy to help a student in need.” He said, closing his own textbook.

“Besides, you show great promise. It’s one of the many things I love about you.”

Silence.

The words slipped out before he could stop himself.

He blinked a couple of times in shock, feeling his face warm incredibly quickly. “I—“ He starts. “What I meant was—“

He was even more shocked by the small laugh you let out.

“It’s okay, Riddle.” You said, still laughing softly. “I love a lot of things about you too.”

Riddle swallows thickly, feeling like his heart was about to beat out of his chest.

He cleared his throat, shifting awkwardly. “R—Right. Well, I suppose we can pick this up tomorrow then?”

You nod, gathering your things. “Yep! I’ll see you tomorrow!” You said, heading towards the door.

Before you leave, you turn to look at him one final time. “But let’s make it a date, yeah?”

Riddle blinks, but nods quickly, unable to get words out.

As he watches you leave, he can’t help but be slightly grateful he let the words slip out when they did.

- Leona Kingscholar

You and Leona have surprisingly kindled a little friendship within your time at NRC. After his overblot, and staying with him when a certain someone kicked you out of your dorm, it was hard not to form some sort of bond.

But, Leona is starting to realize that this bond might be something a little bit more than friendship.

I mean sure, he’ll lay on you to take a nap. Pay for your things when you can’t necessarily afford them. But that is just what friends do! …Right?

As much as he likes to deny the feelings he has for you, he can’t deny the rotten feeling in his chest when he sees you talking with someone.

He debates for a few moments whether he should just leave it alone, or to just pull you away from the guy. He chooses the latter.

“Herbivore,” He calls out to you.

You turn your head looking towards him.

He jerks his head, beckoning you towards him.

You hold up a finger, as you turn back to the guy you’re speaking to, telling him you’ll be there in a minute.

Leona clicks his tongue in response, grumbling as he stood up from where he sat.

He walked over to you and the guy, he looked like a Scrabia student.

He came up behind you, picking you up from underneath your arms. “I need to borrow this one.” He said simply, as he turned to leave. Leaving the poor student just as confused as you were.

The minute Leona put you down, you whipped around to look at him. “What the hell was that for?!” You snapped.

“Nothing.” Leona said, as you shot him a look.

Leona huffed, feeling a strange sensation of nervousness under your gaze.

He clicked his tongue again in frustration. “I just didn’t like the way he was talking to you.”

You raised a brow. “He was asking me about what class is next.” You said, crossing your arms. “What’s this really about?”

Leona sighed, scratching the back of his neck in a rare, sheepish manner. “I just…” he starts, huffing again. “I just don’t like seeing you with others, okay?” He says, a little impatiently.

“Wh—“ “I was jealous!” He burst out, possibly a little too loud.

He clears his throat, ear twitching. “I was jealous. I didn’t like seeing you with him, because..”

You look at him expectantly.

“Because i like you, herbivore.”

It’s quiet for a good three seconds.

Until he hears you say: “Should’ve lead with that.”

He sighs, a small reluctant chuckle escaping him. “Shut up, herbivore.” He says, as the two of you walk to the dinning hall.

“So, when’s our date?” You ask with a teasing smile.

He smirks back at you, but it’s different now. Softer.

“Whenever you want it to be.”

- Azul Ashengrotto

Azul was stuck in his office, head lying on the desk, as he spoke to Jade and Floyd.

“I don’t know what to do.” He said, for about the third time in the past four minutes.

“You could always tell them how you feel.” Jade suggested.

“Or you could squeeze ‘em.”

Azul shot Floyd a look at that.

Jade let out a small chuckle as Azul let out a long suffering sigh. Unbeknownst to you, Azul has liked you for quite some time now.

He wasn’t sure when it started or even how, but all he knew was that it wasn’t going away, and that it was inconveniencing him quite a lot.

Azul sighed once again, leaning back in his chair. “Should I make them a contract?” He asked, while Jade gave a small amused smile.

“I’m not sure that’s how that works.”

“Yeah, that just sounds like you’re tryin’ to be Shrimpy’s sugar daddy.”

“Floyd!” Azul sputtered.

“What? It’s true!”

Azul huffed, adjusting his glasses. Clear frustration on his usually calm features.

“So what am i supposed to say to them?”Azul asks. “Oh dear prefect! My heart bleeds for you! Would you do me the absolute honor of letting me take you out on a date!” He exaggerates, failing his arms in a dramatic manner.

“What?” A familiar voice from the doorway calls.

Azul completely freezes. Ever so slowly turning towards the doorway of his office.

And sure enough. There stood you, with that adorable confused expression on your face.

“P—Prefect! I—“ Azul stutters out, though it’s hard to really hear him when he sounds so out of breath.

Jade catches the awkward moment rather quickly, clearing his throat as he spoke aloud. “Floyd and I shall leave you two be. It seems you both need to have a chat.”

Jade gives Azul an unreadable, or at least to you it was, look before guiding his brother out of the room.

“Aw, what? I wanted to see the rest!” Floyd whines, but Jade continues to push him forward, shutting the office door behind him.

The click of the door is the only sound in the otherwise silent room.

You both stare at one another before Azul clears his throat, looking away first.

“Prefect—I..” He says, but he can’t exactly get another word out. Not with how fast his heart is beating.

You give a soft reassuring smile. “Breathe, Azul. It’s okay.” You say, noting how stiff he looks.

Azul immediately lets out a breath, but only slightly eases.

“I—I was..” He says, almost a whisper.

“I really enjoy being around you, Prefect. I feel calm and relaxed around you. And ever since—“ He pauses. “Ever since my overblot.. I can’t get you out of my head.”

You take a moment to take in his words before you speak. The sound is soft, warm. “I like you too, Azul.” You say with a smile.

Azul’s expression goes from shock to a bright smile in seconds. “You do?” He asks stupidly.

When nod in conformation, finally relaxes. “I see.”He quips, stepping close to you. Gently, almost hesitantly, taking your hand in his.

“Well then. Will you do me the honor of going on a date with me, my pearl?”

You giggle lightly at the nickname name, nodding happily. “Of course, Azul.”

Little did Azul know… Jade was the one who texted you to come to Azul’s office in the first place.

- Jamil Viper

Kalim had invited you and Grim over for a banquet that evening. Now, originally, you weren’t planning on going, but with Grim nagging you and not feeling like cooking tonight, you gave in.

So here you were, sitting down with the Scrabia students having dinner.

Coincidentally, sat next to Jamil.

“This meal is delicious, Jamil! Thank you for inviting us.” You said with a smile, sighing when you glanced at Grim, who was face first in his plate.

Jamil hummed, placing his utensil down as he spoke. “I’m glad you like it, Prefect.”

“You know, Jamil almost didn’t cook this meal.” Kalim spoke up, mouth half full of food.

“What do you mean?”

“He said he didn’t feel like cooking tonight. Let alone having a party.” Kalim explained, as Jamil shot Kalim a glare.

“But, when told him you were coming, he got rig—OW!” Kalim yelped, clutching his shin under the table where Jamil had kicked him.

You looked between the two, slightly confused, but didn’t question it. “Anyway, I just want to thank you guys again for letting us come along. We really appreciate. Right, Grim?”

You said as you glanced to Grim, only to find his seat was empty. Your face drops.

“Where’d he go?”

“HENCHMEN!” Grim yelled.

You snap your head up to find him dangling off of the magic carpet that was, for some reason, in the air.

You quickly get up from your seat, heading to where Grim is. “Grim!” You yelled, staring at the space between you two. He was high enough in the air that catching him would be incredibly difficult, not to mention risky if you were to drop him.

“Hang on, Grim! I’m coming!” You say, as you find the closest thing to climb on.

“Prefect, hold on—“ Jamil calls out, but you aren’t exactly listening. You climb higher up the pillar, close to where Grim is. But, as you climbed, you slipped slightly.

“Prefect!” Jamil yelled, a bit louder this time.

There was a bit of blood from a cut on your hand. You imagine it’s from slipping, but you don’t really care at the moment. All your focused on is getting Grim down.

“Grim! Reach towards me!”

Grim reaches for you, slightly wobbly, but finally gets your hand, jumping into your arms. You breathe a sigh of relief as you climb back down.

Once on the ground again, you are met with Kalim’s worried expression, and Jamil’s stern one.

“Are you okay?” Kalim asks.

“Yeah I’m—” “No. You’re not.”

You look over at Jamil, who has his arms crossed. “Your hand is bleeding.” He states, as you look down.

“Oh yeah, it’s nothing I can just—”

“I’m patching you up. Come on.” Jamil cuts you off, grabbing your wrist.

Jamil hands Grim to Kalim before either of you can protest.

“Jamil, seriously I’m fine, it’s just a scratch—”

“No, it’s not.” He says firmly, not harsh, just stern. “You could’ve fell. Or gotten hurt. Or worse. I can’t have that happen. Not to you.” He says, realizing what he said a second too late.

“…What do you say?”

“I— I meant—”

“No you didn’t.” You said. Looking at him in the eyes now.

He sighed, rubbing a hand down his face. “I..” He starts, before taking in another deep breath.

“I care about you, Prefect. A lot…more than I was anticipating..” He said, not looking you directly.

You gave small laugh. “I care about you too, Jamil.”

He gave you a small smile, squeezing your hand gently.

“Ow, easy!” You hissed, looking down at your hand.

“Shit, sorry—” Jamil said, guiding you to the door.

He leaned in close to your ear, whispering softly. “I’ll make sure dinner is just us next time.”

- Vil Schoenheit

Over the past few weeks, you’ve noticed that your skin on your shoulders has been a little bit dry.

Whether that be because of stress, or the amount of overblots you’ve been dealing with, you don’t know. But the last thing you want is to have dry skin right now.

So who better to ask than the beauty queen himself, Vil.

Now, you have to admit, you were a little intimidated by the blonde. Maybe it was from the resting look on his face. Or from the things Epel had told you. But either way, speaking to him made you feel slightly nervous.

But, on the contrary, you’ve seen the way Vil has helped improve Epel’s self care habits, or other students confidence, so you can’t help but to want to ask for his advice.

You make your way to the Pomefiore dorm, looking around at the beautiful atmosphere around you. You reach the dorm, trying to figure out where the hell to go.

“Ah! Le Trickster! What brings you to our humble dorm?”

You turn at the familiar French accent, offering a warm smile. “Hey, Rook. I’m looking for Vil, have you seen him anywhere?”

“Ah, oui! He is in his dorm at the moment. I’ll be happy to guide you!” Rook says, turning on his heel with a flair.

You laugh softly, following him. “Thank you.”

Rook guides you to the Housewarden’s dorm, knocking three time exactly on the door. “Roi du Posion! You have a visitor!” Rook calls as you hear movement from behind the door.

“Come in,” You hear as Rook opens the door for you.

“There you are, dear Trickster.”

You smile at him. “Thank you, Rook.”

You step inside, in awe of the nicely decorated room.

“Ah, Prefect. What brings you here?”

You turn to see Vil, sitting at his vanity, looking as though he just finished removing his makeup.

You smile politely, shuffling slightly. “Well..uhm. I was wondering if I could ask for some advice.”

Vil turns his full attention to you, brow raised with curiosity. “Oh? Go on.”

“Well, my skin on my shoulders has been really dry recently..” You explain with slight embarrassment. “I’m not exactly sure why, but I was wondering if you had any advice, or maybe suggestions on some skin care?”

Vil’s expression immediately softens. “Of course. Come, I’ll show you a few things I have.”

He gets up from his seat in front of the vanity, gesturing for you to sit.

You sit down, slightly hesitant, as he gently removes your sweater to expose your shoulders. “Do you mind if I have a look?” He asks.

“Oh! No, not at all.”

Vil hums, glancing down at your shoulders. He runs his thumb along the dry skin, which sends a slight shiver down your spine.

“Hm, it does seem dry. Luckily, I have a moisturizer you can use.” He said, moving to grab the moisturizer.

He glances at you in the mirror, a small small on his lips. “Such gorgeous eyes..” He murmurs.

“W—What?” You say, slightly caught off guard.

Vil blinks, realizing he said it out loud. He clears his throat, you can see a pale pink blush cross his cheeks.

“Your eyes are quite beautiful, Prefect. Just one more thing I enjoy about you.” Vil says softly, almost whispering.

You can feel your own face warming has he hands you the moisturizer. “Thank you, Vil.”

Vil smiles as you stand, grabbing your sweater. “Of course, I’m happy to help.”

As you head towards the door, you hear Vil call to you “Oh and Prefect?”

“Yes?”

“Do be sure to come by tomorrow.”

You blink, slightly confused. “What for?”

“Our date of course.”

- Idia Shroud

You were currently in the board game club with Azul and Idia. Or rather, Idia’s tablet.

The three of you were having a meeting on which board game to play next, giving suggestions, and so on and so forth.

You joined the club after Azul suggested pressured you into joining. At first, you thought this was going to suck, but the more you came, the more you enjoyed the club.

You found out that you and Idia have more in common that you initially realized, which sparked a nice friendship between the two of you.

Or that’s what you thought. The more and more you and Idia spoke, the more he started to fall for you. Not that he would ever admit that out loud…

Until… this specific meeting.

Idia was listening to you and Azul talk on mute, at least, that what he thinks. You hear little breaths, little shuffles of his chair here and there but not really much talking. That is, until…

“Ugh, they’re so pretty… I wish I had the guts to ask them out..”

Both you and Azul stare at the tablet in awe, leaving Idia to wonder why you both had stopped taking all of a sudden.

Azul clears his throat, but his shocked expression still remains. “Idia, you mic is on.”

Idia freezes as he looks down at the mic button in horror. Only to realize that Azul is right…and you just heard every word he just spoke.

The last thing you hear is a breathy “Oh seven—” before the tablet returns to the state it was supposed to be in.

You try your best to hold in your laugh as Azul shakes his head with a sigh.

You pull out your phone, going to contacts before clicking on Idia’s.

[Name]: I’d love to go on a date with you. All you had to do was ask. <3

The message nearly sends Idia into cardiac arrest as the tips of his hair turn bright pink.

- Malleus Dragconia

Every night, you and Malleus have a small tradition where after it has rained, the two of you sit on one of the balconies at Ramshakle, and watch the stars.

It was a perfect way for you to relax after dealing with classes all day, or Grim and Ace’s nonsense, or the Headmage’a unhelpful words on when he was going to find you a way home.

The two of you lay against the floor of the balcony, looking up at the sky.

“Back in my world, they called the line of stars up there, the Big Dipper.”

“Hm, how interesting. Is there any reason for that?”

Malleus asks you as you turn to look at him.

“It’s a myth in my world. Each set of stars means something different.”

Malleus hums, a small smile gracing his lips. “How quaint.”

You smile, looking up at the stars again. “They are especially pretty in this world.”

“As are you, Child of Man..” He whispered.

You quickly turn to look at him. “What?”

He stills. “Ah. I said that out loud didn’t I..”

“Yes.”

Malleus chuckles softly to himself, reaching over and brushing a stray loc of hair out of your face.

“I mean it. I hope you know that.”

You smile at him, scooting closer as you intertwine your fingers with his.

“I know.”

A/N: guys I was lowkey pulling these scenarios out of my ass so I’m sorry if the seem a little strange 😭