She refuses to lay on someone's lap unless they're using a blanket
She will wait until I put a blanket on my lap and then she will climb onto my lap and lay there. Old photo, but look, she was waiting for me to put the blanket on.
Speaking of cats, you know how some people say that cats don't love people like dogs love people? Well my cat and my mom's cat immediately go to the window when my mom pulls into the driveway and when she walks up to the house, they go to the door to greet her.
In an adeuceyuu poly situation, who do you think realizes their feelings/spits it out first? Or do you think it’d be more of an “I thought we were already dating? I told my mom” (all idiots who don’t communicate) dynamic
ADeuceYuu Poly Confession HCs
cw: gnpov, miscommunication, idiots denying their feelings
charas: ace trappola, deuce spade
note: I'll take this as an opportunity to dump out my ADeuceYuu headcanons! Another side note: Yuu is technically "us", so I really can't speak for you if you're the type to confess early and get it over with!
wc: 700
The way I see it, they all won't realize they're falling in love with each other for a long while (because they're all idiots with 1 shared brain cell), but it will be Ace who first recognizes his feelings for what they are! Ace is surprisingly mature when it comes to matters of the heart (Re: Phantom Bride). Also, he has some experience with dating.
But not without olympic-gold worthy mental gymnastics and heavy inner denial and turmoil. At first, he's probably like: why these two of all people?! He thinks his feelings are cringey to an extent, so he tries to bury them at first and pass them off as flimsy crushes (he's completely wrong, they will continue to persist and nag at him to do something). Besides... Deuce is so earnest and hardworking, while you are so bright and pretty—
Does he even deserve you two?
Ace doesn't want to ruin the friendship by suddenly confessing his feelings, even if downplaying them only seems to make his yearning stronger by the day. That'd just make things horribly awkward between the three of you if even one of you rejects the idea. There's just no way in hell that he's going to do it. No way he's willing to risk your friendship.
All Deuce knows, on the other hand, is that he really enjoys being with these two people more than he'd like to admit. The three of you have been through so much together, and he really can't imagine what life would look like without you two. He talks about the two of you to his mom all the time. As much as possible, he'd like to stay friends forever!
Although Deuce's not too sure about the 'friends' label. When he looks at you and Ace, he feels flustered but happy. Maybe a bit jealous that the two of you get along so well, but happy to be in your presence nonetheless. Deuce is more likely to think "yeah, those two deserve each other :)" while suppressing that small voice in his head that wants to be deserving of you two.
Oh well, he wouldn't mind it if the two of you ended up together. Everyone keeps talking about how cute you and Ace look together, always bickering like a married couple. Yeah! Deuce agrees! Totally! It's not like it's eating him up inside or anything. His two favorite people are going to end up with each other, what more could he ask for?
Unlike Ace, he's inexperienced with relationships and rather slow. It doesn't register with him that he could have both of you. Either you or Ace has to break the news to Deuce. But also imagine this:
Ace grows distant trying to suppress his feelings for the sake of protecting the friendship, while Deuce wants to spend as much time with the both of you before graduation. You guys won't see each other as much during your fourth year, and there's always a chance you might go home and leave them behind. Neither you nor Deuce understand why Ace has been acting so strangely lately. He's even flakier than he used to be, and he uses every excuse in the book not to hang out with you guys.
Ace's ears turn red all the time. He stumbles over his words when he used to endlessly tease you both. At the same, he's also meaner than he used to be, his words cold and sharp. Naturally, you're confused by all of this. There's just no way Ace started hating you and Deuce overnight.
Ace's self-awareness of his own feelings is his achilles' heel. It's a self-defense mechanism. He thinks he's doing the right thing by trying to kill off his feelings before things get messier, but they just won't die. They only get stronger and stronger with each concerned text he gets from you, and each time Deuce wakes him up in the morning for class. Godamnit. Why do the two of you make this so hard for him?!
These three are idiots incapable of communicating.
It all goes down and ends once you and Deuce confront Ace about his sudden distance. The confession happens as a slip of the tongue, and it could come from anyone, really. It just depends on who has the most pent-up frustration about the unspoken tension between the three of you. A couple of punches will be thrown over it, but it all settles down once it hits the three of you:
All of you have been in love with each other this entire time.
hii!!! can u do a kalim and jamil ( separate or poly!!) with and s/o who goes nonverbal when dealing with big emotions?? mostly sad emotion stuff but sometimes their just so happy they cant help but forget words. self indulgent but yeah :33 pls and thank you!! ☀️
Kalim and Jamil (separate) x gn!reader.
summary: scarabia boys try to help their s/o who becomes non-verbal when dealing with big emotions.
‼️English isn't my first language! (˘･_･˘) romantic relationships with characters. shooort probably (;ŏ﹏ŏ) not proofread
Kalim Al-Asim.
Kalim may not be the most thoughtful person in the world to begin with, but he definitely has a huge reserve of patience and a desire to understand and help. If you suddenly become silent, overwhelmed with emotions, he will not panic, but will most likely try to take your hand (if you allow him and are able to tolerate touching 😔) and will just wait.
Kalim really wants to be able to help, will try to come up with some of his own "rituals" to communicate with you at such moments. These can be gestures, signs, something that you both will understand. He will try to read the body language of his partner to understand what exactly you are feeling.
Love does not always require words, he values any time with a partner, enjoying just the fact that you are together. Love is not only words, but also just being there, he doesn’t care if you stamp your foot in an attempt to express anger, or silently start crying when you are asked what happened, or you are so happy that you can’t utter anything but a squeak, he doesn’t care if you, overwhelmed with emotions, can’t squeeze out a word, Kalim will always be there for you, trying to help you in any way he knows how.
Jamil Viper.
•At first, Jamil will be irritated. He is used to precision and control, your non-verbality due to emotions will be perceived by him as a loss of control over the situation. He will begin to analyze the situation, trying to understand the reasons for non-verbality and "fix" it.
• However, seeing that his actions only worsen your condition, he will quickly reconsider his approach.
• As soon as Jamil understands that it is impossible to "fix" you, he will switch to studying body language, facial expressions and searching for other non-verbal cues with which he can better understand your feelings, needs without words. His goal is deep understanding.
• Jamil will carefully monitor that you are always comfortable, that you always feel safe, he wants to be a safe place for you, the person next to whom you will be sure that nothing will bother you, that you will be able to express your emotions as you can, as you want, even if it is silence.
• With his ⭐INCREDIBLE⭐ analytical skills, Jamil will anticipate your needs before you even have time to voice them (or in this case, show them? communicate them? express them?). He will know when you need support or when you need to be alone, when you are tired, angry, or upset.
summary: reader is tired, they noticed. basically father figures headcanons¿
‼️ English isn't my first language (・–・;)ゞ strictly platonic!!!!reader is yuu. this is my old draft i hope it is as good as i remember
To be honest, all of this was starting to irritate you. Your friends' endless overblots, their indifference to your problems… Hell, they don't even ask how you're doing! None of them! And you're practically fainting from overwork and poor nutrition. Although it's not their fault that you have such a disgusting daily routine and lifestyle, right? But they could at least ask for the sake of decency.
The inaction of the Headmage was also getting on your nerves. This useless parody of a principal was diligently (no) trying to pretend that he was trying to find a way to get you home, but you seemed to have completely resigned yourself to the fact that this would never happen. And Crowley still had the courage to call you to his office every Friday, ask how your studies are going, knowing full well that everything is terrible, give you three and a half yen for living expenses and forcibly throw you out of his office! By the way, you haven't heard from him for a long time.. Is he on vacation again!? What a jerk-!
In general: You are tired. Very. Very much. It's like your friends don't care, you will never see your family again, and you have two hryvnias and one kopeck for living expenses.
Although, even if you think that no one notices your exhaustion, you are wrong.
Someone did notice.
Mozus Trein.
The old man has a nose for teenage problems, he is a real father, one of the few teachers, if not the only one, who has children
who had..
in general, he knows how depressed children behave. Experience!
"Perfect." - a male voice, this time imbued with a previously unfamiliar warmth, tears you out of your stream of thoughts. You raise your head only to see that you are left with your precious professor all alone in the classroom. It takes you a few seconds to realize that they are talking to you and that the room is empty.
The professor looks at you, the tense frown on his face softens when your eyes meet. - "It seems you spend too much time with Kingscholar, he is a bad influence on you, you are already starting to fall asleep during my lectures." - Trein shakes his head, but his tone is light, as if he is trying to joke.
"Ah…" - you straighten up, rubbing your eyes, trying to get rid of a horse dose of fatigue. - ".. I'm sorry, Professor, too much workload lately."
Trein puts his fingers on his chin and closes his eyes. - "Let me ask what kind of workload? I can't remember me burying you in too many assignments? Is Crewel being too harsh with you? Maybe I should figure it out-.."
"No, absolutely not!!" - you rush to interrupt him, waving your hands. - "Professor Crewel is not to blame for anything! It's Crowley who is piling a lot of work on me."
"Hm."
After that, you very clearly felt the difference between what kind of workload you had before and what you have now.
Unbeknownst to everyone, Trein was softer, more gentle and affectionate towards you: He praised you more often, called you to him after classes just to chat and relax, to talk about your problems.
It's so warm and cozy next to him, as if you were sitting by the fireplace under a fluffy knitted blanket, sipping ginger tea with milk.
He's your outlet, the one you can come to in any state and he will give you that parental love and care that you so lack.
Oh, how he misses his daughters.
10/10 ideal father figure.
Divus Crewel.
"Pup, come to me after class." - Crewel's voice, like a whip, cuts through the concentrated silence of the classroom. His tone sounds like a threat, a question rushes through your head: what have you done? Your classmates cast sympathetic glances at you, as if they have already sung the last verse for your soul.
But you silently fulfill the request, as always. When the classroom was empty at the end of the lesson,Crewel with some suspiciously serious and displeased look, which looked too much even for him, crossed his legs and looked at you so persistently and intensely that you could practically physically feel a hole being burned inside you.
"You… wanted something, Professor?" - you ask, awkwardly playing with the sleeves of your shirt, which is unforgivably big on you.
"I'd like to know what's going on with you." - Crewel begins. - "When you first came here, I could write off your shortcomings and mistakes to the fact that you're new to this world and just adapting, but now… You've been here for two years and you still make the stupidest mistakes in my lessons." - The professor leans back in his chair, twirling his pen between his fingers. - "But you're not stupid and I know it. So the only explanation for your sloppy approach is… fatigue." - The man concludes, looking at you with either condemnation or regret, it's hard to say.
You rush to come up with empty excuses, to tell the professor that everything is fine, that nothing bothers you, that it seems to him, but he covers you up faster, before you can utter a word: - "Let me guess, a ragged parrot is unable to take care of his most valuable student?" - He sees how you immediately quiet down, confirming his point.
"I see. So, listen to me, pup." - Crewel says,a little softer than his original commanding tone. - "If you need anything, then don't be shy, come to me."
He worries about you, sincerely worries. But what angers him most is the fact that Crowley is the reason for your fatigue.
Crewel almost killed Crowley after your conversation, he was ready to rip out all the feathers of this pigeon, for the way he behaves.
Why does Crowley avoid you when he sees you next to the professor?
He will not treat you in any special way in class, at least, he thinks so.
Crewel himself does not notice how he speaks to you much more tenderly and softly than to the others. The way he unconsciously ruffles your hair like you're some little animal, the way he turns a blind eye to some stupid mistake while checking your test, for which he would mercilessly take a couple of points off if it were another student.
You like chatting with him, especially gossiping. He turns out to be a very good friend, haha. But his advice, despite all his tenderness and warmth towards you, is quite harsh and firm.
"You need to be firmer." or "Don't let them treat you like that. You're not some kind of dirty mutt, right?"
8/10 great father figure, but maybe he shouldn't coddle you in front of everyone, it's not professional! Although, who cares? 10/10.
Sam. why doesn't he have a card yet(
You stood at the counter, looking as pathetic as you could, staring at your planned purchases - tuna for Grim and a couple of packs of instant noodles. You didn't have enough money. You really didn't.
Sam could have sworn he almost burst into tears right there on the spot along with you, just from looking at your saddened face. - "Hey, hey, wait-!" Sam reaches across the counter to grab your sleeve before you can leave without buying anything. - "I'll give it to you for free!"
You blink at him, not quite sure if he's serious or not, because well… it's Sam. But he's dead serious. - "Really..?"
The man exhales, completely taken aback by your innocent charm. - "Yeah, really." - And at that moment Sam was ready to give you all the treasures of his shop, just to see how a spark of joy flashes in your eyes, how a bright, sincere smile blossoms on your lips, and how you, infinitely grateful, shower him with gratitude.
He would like to see more often how your tired face lights up with a smile.
Sam knows firsthand about your money problems, the fucking bird does not give you enough!
He is ready to offer you a part-time job in his shop.
Believe me, he will pay you much more than Crowley.
He absolutely gives you generous discounts, and when he feels especially generous, he can even give the goods for free, if it is a food item. (Just don't tell the other students, otherwise they will get even more impudent!)
Sam thinks that he can do little to help, not imagining how happy you are that you can eat something other than miserable noodles.
He's too young to be a father! At least that's what he told you. But he's willing to put up with being an older brother or a cool uncle. So 7/10 father figure, 10/10 cool uncle
Azul x reader where Azul makes a contract with you in order to go on a date. Him practically BEGGING you to tell him what you need so he can ask for some of your time later that day hehe
"one good turn deserves another."
Azul Ashengrotto × gn!reader.
summary: azul begs you to make a contract to go on a date with you.
‼️ English isn't my first language! Not proofread (・–・;)ゞ. Reader being a tease,Azul being desperate. Reader is Yuu.
The dim light of Azul's office reflected timidly off the glass surfaces, but nothing shone as brightly as his gaze, riveted on you. His fingers tapped the contract lying between you, but there was something… nervous about his usually confident movements.
The paper on the table practically glowed gold, as if trying to convince you to sign. - "Name your price," - he insists for the fifth time this hour. - "Any condition, any favor. Anything, as long as you give me at least a little time this evening." - The businessman's voice cracks in an uneven attempt to maintain his image.
But you were feeling especially bold today and had been tormenting the poor octopus with ambiguous answers for what seemed like ten minutes. - "Well,i don't know… Do you want this that badly?" - You, unable to hold back any longer, let a smirk appear on your face. - "I'm sure a busy man like you has a lot of other important things you could be doing instead of going on dates with me-"
"[Name]!" - Azul almost pouts. You're so cruel. The boy is practically handing you his heart on a silver platter, and you… - "The deal has never been so good! Anything for just an hour of your time!" - Oh, he is desperate.
Your smirk widens as you watch Azul's unwavering face turn a rosy haze. It's actually kind of funny, watching his carefully constructed walls come apart at the seams. - "Never been so good, hm?.." - You echoed slowly,on purpose, sliding your gaze over his figure, lingering on his tie for a second, which seemed to reflect Azul's state, slightly knocked off his ideal position. - "Azul, I really appreciate your offer, but…" - you drawl, playing with the tip of the pen lying next to the contract. - "My time is a valuable thing." - Yeah, that's exactly why you're wasting it so uselessly now. - "I'm also a very busy person, I have sooo much work, I am the Perfect after all-"
"[Name]." - Azul's voice takes on a steely note again, his eyes narrow and a soft frown appears. - "What do you want? Stop playing. Speak directly. Please, I offer you anything, and you treat it like this?"
You lean back in your chair, letting the smirk on your face change to an innocent smile, as if it wasn't you who had been tormenting him here for almost an hour. - "Honesty." - You conclude, tilting your head slightly to the side.
"Excuse me?" - Azul asks. - "Let me ask you to clarify." - You see the irritation flash across his face, he is not used to such requests, he expected something more mundane, material.
You shrug casually. - "I don't want to go on a date with you because of the contract, Azul." - Silence hangs in the room as he sizes you up, studying your intentions. You do not look away, trying to remain calm, even if the excitement of what you want to say penetrates through you. - "I want to go on a date with you..just like that."
Azul's eyes widen, feeling as if he's just been doused with cold water, confusion flickering in them, but after a moment it's replaced by relief. He leans back in his chair, mirroring your previous movement, and stares at you for a few seconds, as if he can't believe it, as if he's trying to figure out if he's misheard.
"Just like that?" - he finally says. Azul was used to getting everything through deals, contracts, through a certain price. - "Without any strings attached? No obligations?"- you nod, and Azul melts. He runs his hand over his face, covering his eyes, and smiles at you, not the practiced, businesslike smile he usually showed, but a real, sincere, bright smile that made your heart skip a beat.
"See you this evening, then?" - he exhales, relaxing, his hand reaching for the pen, which you are still fingering between your fingers.
"Yes…" - This time it's your turn to melt, from the neatness of his tone, as if he is afraid that you will change your mind. - "See you in the evening."
"it's a deal."
"I can change my mind,you know-"
Azul is the favorite child in the family, it is easiest for me to write about him.
Overblot Idia x reader where reader acts like the little imps from herecules (i think thwir names were panic and fear) and was a childhood friend of idia. I think angst will best suit it or i dont really know
Also could i be called 💧anon if you would allow that
overblot!Idia × GN!reader, who like Pain and Panic* from Hercules.
summary: what if.
‼️ English isn't my first language! (*﹏*;) gn reader,because dear 💧anon didn't specify. angst!! sorry,comrade, this work turned out to be very short because it turns out it is very difficult for me to write about Idia. I'm sorry if this bad,I panicked (・–・;)ゞ + not proofread
and for some reason I also really got hooked on the fact that these imps love the word "if" when they try to justify themselves. like: "what if something bad happened"
"texactly, if. but that didn't happen,right??."
tw(?): reader feels useless.
Oh.
If only everything had stayed the same. Just the three of you, living a happy childhood, with full confidence that nothing would separate you. Maybe if you had been there that night with Idia and Orto, you would have been able to fix something. Maybe if not for the circumstances, everything would have been better than it is now.
Although where did you get that from? You were never particularly smart, you were the one who always looked at Idia with sparkling admiration in your eyes, while he was shining in all his genius. You are still too cowardly to do anything that could really help, so you always silently stood next to Idia, fulfilling his every request, hoping that it would help, hoping that you were useful.
But if you were really useful, then you would not now feel this hellishly icy tile under your bloody knees. If you were truly useful, you could have helped even earlier, without waiting for Idia to reach the boiling point. Yes, you couldn’t save Ortho, but maybe if you were a little braver and smarter, you could have said something, done something, shielded Idia from this huge downward spiral of his grief.
It’s not your fault, no matter how much you believe it, it’s not your fault that Idia didn’t resist the stain, it’s not your fault that he’s just a human. Every human has a limit. - Ortho, both real and not, would reassure you if he saw your pathetic expression now, distorted in fear and pain.
“I’ll fix it! I’ll fix it and make it better-” - you swear to Idia, in a desperate attempt to reach his consciousness.
For the first time in your life, you didn't like the word "if", because before it meant that nothing bad would happen, but now you thought only about how much better everything could have been if you…Oh, how you despised that word now. It used to be your shield, your flimsy excuse for inaction.
"Idia…!" - Your voice fades into a treacherous whisper, trembling. - "I swear, I'll try to do something if you ask me-" - You unexpectedly for yourself switch to shouting. A child's reflex is to believe that if you shout louder, it will help.
"If you could, you would have done it a long time ago." -The words hung in the air, heavier than the oppressive heat radiating from Idia. You scrambled backwards, away from the encroaching darkness that seemed to emanate from him, each movement a pathetic scrabble against the slick tile.
And he was right, you are not him to try to use your brain, you are not his brother to light up his life with just one smile.
You are just a stupid little imp, incapable of anything except blindly doing what you are asked to do and you can't even do that well.
The air thickened with despair, the crushing weight of your own inadequacy pressing down on you. You were useless. Always clinging to the edges,a comforting presence but never a solution. The years of adoration, the silent promises to always be there, were worthless now, reduced to ashes by the raging inferno of his Overblot.
You can't hold back the tears that have been building up in your eyes since the beginning, and you don't know if they're from panic, or regret, or both. Your hands are shaking, your tail is curled up, pressing against your back, trying to look smaller. Memories flashed in your head: the first meeting, the first timid smiles, the ideas he enthusiastically shared, dreams of the future, where the three of you would create something beautiful together. All of this was now crossed out with an ink blot, distorted, desecrated.
But then you remembered a different "if." What if you didn't try? What if you let him slip away completely? That "if" was far more terrifying than any of the others. You closed your eyes, took a shaky breath, and reached out.
what if all is not lost yet?
and yes i know that in the movie the imps are not loyal to Hades.
summary: boys found out that reader is crowley's kid.
‼️English isn't my first language!! (´;︵;`). Reader is not Yuu! GN reader. (what kind of relationship the reader has with the characters is not specified, it can be perceived as romantic or platonic. (it is implied that you are close)
Riddle Rosehearts.
it happened by accident! Your phone rang, and he, like a polite and responsible good boy, seeing the contact "father" lit up, took the phone to you.
but he didn't expect to hear the Headmage's voice on the other end of the line.
Riddle patiently waits for you to finish the conversation and only then asks.
"I don't want to seem rude, I only heard it out of the corner of my ear, but.. Was it the Headmage? Why is he listed in your contacts as father?"
"Because he IS my father, Riddle.."
well, that was a very unexpected confession.
in any case, his attitude towards you will not change in any way, even if you are the child of such an irresponsible and infantile person as Crowley. Riddle's parents are no better, so it is not for him to judge.
but most likely he will ask worriedly if Crowley is coping with his fatherly responsibilities. It's important for Riddle to know that Crowley isn't being as disgusting with you as he is with his students.
In short, you were careless enough to blurt out about your father to Kalim when you were talking about families.
and Kalim, unfortunately, is not the type to easily keep his mouth shut, especially when it has to do with his friends. Moreover, you didn’t say it was a secret, did you?
Anyway, when Kalim found out, Jamil found out just as quickly after that.
Hmph. Why did you tell Kalim first and not him? Jamil could definitely keep a secret, unlike Kalim.
Jamil doesn’t raise this topic with anyone, and asks Kalim not to tell others, because if you haven’t said anything before, then there must have been a reason for it.
He won’t say outright that he knows.
But Jamil will definitely somehow jokingly, perhaps consciously, and perhaps not on purpose, let you know that he knows: - "Here, eat. It's definitely better than what they feed you at home."
or "Did you know that some types of snakes feed on birds?"
Yes, yes, Jamil, I know, but why does it sound like a threat..
But it won't go further than harmless jokes and hints, after all, if you are friends with him, not caring about the status of his family, then he should respond in kind.
Leona Kingscholar.
You two were just relaxing in the botanical gardens, your head on his chest, while he looked at the night sky.
Either it was the warm night atmosphere that affected the topics of your conversations, or it was your presence that made him behave more openly. But is the reason so important if it feels so personal and pleasant?
Your conversation turned to your parents, during which, you had the imprudence to jokingly say: - "Yes, I understand, that's why I don't tell anyone that Crowley is my father, you know what associations immediately arise? I don't want people to think that I'm the same as him, although he really is a good dad-"
"Herbivore, what."
Leona interrupts your tirade, and asks again if he heard everything correctly. The Headmage? Your father? Why didn't you tell him before? Oh yeah, you just said why-
Leona knows what it's like to have false expectations put on you because of who your parents are, so he definitely wouldn't do that.
He doesn't care, you're his friend, his herbivore, it doesn't matter whose blood you have if your personality has nothing to do with that… crow.
And Leona was wrong, hah, you're not a herbivore. (Crows eat carrion, right?)
But you'll definitely get a few new nicknames.
"Hey, birdie-"
Azul Ashengrotto.
You were keeping Azul company while he worked, he was busily signing something, while you were lounging on that black couch in his office, staring at the ceiling.
Azul started talking about today's events at Mostro Lounge: Floyd broke some expensive equipment God knows how, but Azul's budget clearly didn't include such sudden and large expenses.
You, like a good friend, suggested: "Oh, I can ask Dad to scrape something out of the school budget, I'm sure he has enough."
Azul, not quite understanding, asks again what you mean, and you casually answer: "Well, I can ask the Headmage,my dad.. He'll definitely listen to me!" - with the most innocent look in the world.
and Azul just: ???
It took you a few minutes to explain what was what before he finally got it. Crowley is your father? Damn, how did he not notice before, and he still considers himself the most attentive and observant! It was so obvious: Your everyday outfits almost always included feathers, your overall gothic-steampunk(?) aesthetics… You're a copy of your father!
Don't be surprised if after this news Azul starts offering you all sorts of "lucrative deals" a little more often, suspiciously connected with your connection with the director!
Yes, you are friends, but is it so bad that he will try to turn this at least a little bit to his advantage?
Vil Schoenheit.
Vil knew before you even told him directly. He only needed one look at you and Crowley when you were standing next to each other to know who was daddy's baby.
Again, it's pretty obvious, considering that you and your father have similar styles in clothing and aesthetics. Gothic, steampunk, imitation feather shapes on some items of clothing and the feathers themselves.
Not a single detail will escape the watchful eye of a Beauty Queen!
But why guess when he can ask directly? Vil did just that.
You, slightly impressed by his accurate observations, confirmed his assumptions.
I don't think Vil's attitude towards you will change, I doubt he cares who your parents are, as long as they fulfill their parental duties and treat you well.
he'll definitely put together bird/crow related outfits for you if you want, or send you mood boards in that aesthetic, even if it's too dark to wear on a regular basis.. But style has no boundaries if it's good,right?
Idia Shroud.
Ortho has the data of all the students, just like that.
Yeah, it's probably a little creepy, but still, look me in the eye and tell me that Idia didn't give Ortho access to the database of all the students at the NRC.
Just one day, Idia was scrolling through this very data of the students out of boredom and came across information about you and saw your last name. Wait, isn't it the same as..?
He's surprised, but most of all he's surprised that he didn't notice how none of the teachers address you by your last name, but only by your first name. Although, it's not like he often attends classes, but still!
Idia doesn't bring this topic up with you (what if you'll suddenly think he's a creep if you find out how he found out), again, he doesn't care who your parents are, even if he's definitely worried about whether the Headmage is fullfil his parental responsibilities.
"Ahaha, I love this trope in anime where the character's parents turn out to be someone powerful and no one knew, isn't it cool, Idia?….Idia, what's up with your face?"
Malleus Draconia.
You told him yourself almost immediately. Malleus just has this aura… You don't want to hide anything from him.
"The other students are afraid of me because my parents are rulers."
"Cool.I'm afraid that the other students will avoid me if they find out that my father is an annoying bird."
Yey, besties!
He's definitely the one who's most worried about your well-being. He knows how Crowley treats Yuu firsthand, and he definitely doesn't want the Headmage to treat his own child like that.
Hm? Did you have a fight with your father? It's okay, Malleus will sort it out.
No no, what are you saying, he definitely didn't threaten Crowley to apologize to you.
No no, both of you definitely didn't threaten Crowley to treat Yuu better.
bonus: given the latest theories in the fandom..you're two like..siblings?
