Hmmm... Sea rivalry..?
(more like one-sided rivalry, but still😭)
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Hmmm... Sea rivalry..?
(more like one-sided rivalry, but still😭)
Dottore: "NO! NO! STAND BACK!"
You watch as Dottore, mortified as he is, backs up against a wall.
Y/N: "What's up with you? I just wanted to grab a snack!" You respond back, confused.
Dottore slowly raises a trembling finger to point out the horrifying ítem that lies on your hand.
An apple.
me checking my favorite x reader tags and wondering why there isn't any new fics
(probably cuz people actually touch grass and not chronically online like me)
how I feel every time I read a "x reader" fanfic that follows the canon plot of the series
Happy (late) Birthday Ruggie !!🍓🍰
How NRC's gonna be looking like after the RSA update:
⊹₊⋆ Serious! (Rielle Corallia x GN reader)
a/n: !!! i know it wasn't explicitly mentioned tht they have banners/pictures of the great sevens of both rsa and nrc in the competition area but i add it here bc i just FEEL it makes SENSE to have them c/w: soft yandere
now playing: gwen stefani - serious
It is now evening, and the interscholastic competition between Night Raven College and Royal Sword Academy has concluded, with everyone safely returned. All the RSA students, including Rielle, are back in their dorms, where Rielle lies on his bed. The boy, with long flowing hair, cannot contain his excitement as he kicks his bed joyfully, resembling a swimmer desperately paddling to escape a lurking shark. Holding his phone, Rielle gazes at a picture on the screen, sighing as he stares longingly at the image, his cheeks nearly as red as his hair.
“You got me seriously out of my mind,” he smiles softly, utterly captivated by the photo. So absorbed in the excitement of the image, he doesn't notice that his bedroom door is wide open. A Marinafinne student walks by and sees the open door. With that, he decided to congratulate his housewarden after the thrilling game.
“Hey, Rielle—” Despite the student’s loud voice, Rielle remains focused on the picture on his phone. A minute passes before the merfolk finally notices the student’s presence and jumps up into a sitting position.
“Oh! Yes! Is there something I can help you with?”
“I just wanted to say what a fantastic game we had against those rowdy NRC boys,” the student pauses, a hint of concern crossing his face,
“Is everything alright?” While the student was speaking, Rielle briefly lost focus. However, upon realizing a question had been asked, the merfolk swiftly redirected his attention back to the student.
“Alright?” Rielle sighs, his eyes drifting back to his phone, slipping back into a state of adoring admiration,
“Everything's more than alright…” The student stands at the door, puzzled by his housewarden's demeanor. ...What truly happened?
... and Riddle Rosehearts was the conductor.
I am so normal about this. Also me:
How this repost got me feeling:
... and Riddle Rosehearts was the conductor.
Forgive me Jamil 😔
i think rook's implied isolation/loneliness is genuinely such an important part of his character that people NEED to focus on more??
rook is constantly isolated from the people around him, both by circumstances and by choice. his family is always busy and away from him, causing him to regularly be on his own most of the time (rook literally says theyre so busy they can all reunite only once a year, he can't remember the last time he had his birthday celebrated outside of nrc, AND he would spend the entire day of his birthdays at the theatre alone🙁) and he's been shaped by that emptiness. being solitary isn't new to him, it's all he knows.
this isolation is also further exemplified by his own social issues - rook is constantly avoided by others for being too weird, too off putting, too much. as fully confirmed in book 8, rook was completely alone the entire time he was in savanaclaw due to being cast aside by his other dormmates, and we can likely assume this has been the case since way before nrc. before vil, who very well might've been the first person ever to embrace rook in his entirety, eccentricities and all, rook pretty much had no one.
at the same time though, rook feels a need to keep people at an arms length. and this isn't just purely fueled by him wanting to seem unpredictable (although that could be part of it), it's genuine discomfort. some of the ONLY times we see rook beginning to break away slightly from his calm exterior is when he's being pried for details on himself. a great example of this is in spectral soiree, where he tries to find excuses, gives only vague answers, and begins to actually appear stressed?? rook isn't someone who at all, wishes for others to know the truest, rawest parts of himself, despite so adamantly admiring those aspects in others.
in short, i think its so interesting how rook is a person who was grown from isolation, both in his familial environment and just generally socially. but now, even being surrounded by several people who truly love and care for him and his interests, he's still a one way mirror. he'll always still find a sort of comfort in that isolation, in the way that he'll be able to hide the purest aspects of himself in it.
yes. just yes.
"Why are you trembling? I don't bite!"
the way I actually committed to this is crazy, guess that's what a good fanfic does to you, @shiny-jr 😭
I was planning on making a clear and more detailed background, but seeing how it long it had already taken, I decided to spare my mental health and not push it past 40+ hours... Anyway! Cater!!! ( ≧∀≦)ノ
Imma put the initial sketch idea along with the drawing without the background because it's funny to see how far that silly sketch actually went
edit: help I just realized I forgot to render the little gold accessories on the white shirt..😭 ops
This was supposed to be crack art...
It's silver's power I'm afraid, always ending up looking angelic in the end (he ought to teach us his ways)
How it feel to finally accept and embrace the cringe of reading x reader fics
: ̗̀➛ NO BEDTIME TONIGHT ! yan! pomefiore / gn! reader
ramshackle's finally turned into a heap of rubble. you saw that one coming a long time ago. what you didn't see is the harem of unsavory magicians trying to keep you confined within their dorms. ( <- prev | next -> )
( slight bullying; physical teasing; dubcon touching; groping; stalking; candid pictures; rook and vil give you a pep talk!; still obsessed; possessive behavior; slight drugging; vil kinda treats you like an adorable idiot; reader has self-esteem issues!!! )
Though Scarabia and its residents have been nothing but kind to you, you can never shake the feeling of dread following you through its halls. Dread in the form of a good night’s sleep, waking up in a mattress of silk and linen, a lingering sense of having done something you shouldn’t weighs heavily on you whenever Jamil brushes against you. Dread in the way that your throat tightens and your smile stiffens when you see Kalim bounding over, oblivious to your inner turmoil as he looks at you with untethered obsession.
Alone in the courtyard with Grim munching on your untouched food and anxiety disturbing your brain, you barely notice the shadow casting over you till you’re staring at the polished shoes of another student. Epel looms over you, a scowl on his pretty face.
“What’re ya—” A visible chill prompts him to straighten his back and force a polite smile, a clear signal that he feels Rook’s watchful eye on him. “— ahem. I mean, why do you look so sad, [Y. Name]?”
You smile wryly at him. “Take a wild guess, ‘pel.”
He cocks his head, staring at you with wide blue eyes as if he knows nothing at all. But you know him, the little shit. Enough so to see the hint of mischief playing on those dainty lips as he smiles at you gently.
“I don’t know, but maybe we can talk about it over tea at Pomefiore?”
EPEL FELMIER barks out loud, legs wide spread as he lounges on his bed with the most uncouth grin on his face. “Are ya serious? Four houses down and ain't a single decent fella in any of 'em?” You feel miffed as he laughs at your misfortune, but it’s not like you expected any better. “Well, I ain't surprised. What does surprise me is that you still tried after Heartslabyul. They’re fuckin’ atrocious.”
You roll your eyes and reach out for another slice of apple. “Yeah, yeah, laugh it up, asshole. Gosh, why did I agree to this?”
He bats his eyes at you, taking on the sweet boy image. “Because you love me?” He laughs it off, mischievous grin back on his face. “C’mon, ain't like you got anywhere better to be. ‘Sides, I ain’t gonna do anything. Or at the very least, nothing too awful.” He laughs again. “Doubt I could top Ace, the maniac.”
You pout at him, not at all convinced. Just when you’re about to say something to him, someone lightly knocks on the door, and then it swings open to reveal the rest of Epel’s roommates. Unlike the others, Epel isn’t exactly in a position to kick people out. He still has to put up that dainty act of his, and even so, Vil would kick his ass for it. They stand still upon seeing you, the infamous prefect, and their eyes dart back and forth between you and Epel. It seems that they’ve concluded that nothing scandalous has happened between the two of you (with the way they’ve been eyeing the state of your clothes) because they soon relax and flash you dazzling smiles. Epel smiles back, clasping his hands together and tilting his head to the side.
“Oh! I’m sorry for not telling you sooner, but my friend here will be staying the night.” Epel’s fake act never fails to amuse you. “You’ve probably heard, but Ramshackle collapsed and the other dorms… well, the other dorms…” He purses his lips, telling the story with a pained look, and the others immediately understand. “Not to worry, though! Dormhead Schoenheit has been informed of this beforehand.” No the fuck he wasn’t.
“What a dazzling display of chivalry, Epel!” The rather flashy-looking one exclaims in delight. “Despite your princess-like stature—” Oof, you can see the veins popping out. “— You serve as an exemplar of courtliness for the rest of us. I hope you enjoy your stay, prefect.” He swoops into a polite bow.
“Although, um,” one of the more normal guys behind the flashy roommate nervously points at Epel’s bed. “Is it, uh, appropriate for the two of you to share a bed…? We have a spare mattress, if you’d like.” You open your mouth, eager to take them up on the offer, when Epel quickly snatches you by the arm and pulls you to his side.
“That’s not—! That’s, that’s not necessary.” Epel smiles again to conceal his sudden outburst. “We’re very good friends and I’d be… really, really lonely if [Y. Name] isn’t by my side.” He flutters his lashes at you, acting like the very paragon of innocence. “You agree, right?”
“Bastard,” you whisper. He suppresses an evil grin.
“My dorm, my rules, idiot.”
Skully is hitting a little bit too close to home now
My take on the 'this is fine' meme