soft is an understatement when it comes to silver, you think.
that’s not to say he’s incapable of the opposite—the training really shows in any crisis—but it’s easy to forget that fact once disaster has dwindled down to the drowsy daze of moonlight. under the night’s watch, wonderland quiets at last, and sleep returns without the threat of eternity. night raven college rests.
as with most things in this world, that doesn’t apply to you.
before, you could call the problem some garden-variety insomnia—a dizzying, perpetual pulsing in your head and eyes that refused to shut—probably a product of getting tossed into a different dimension with different rules. like jet lag, or something. unfortunate, sure, but not something to worry about.
in light of revelations about the effect of long-term magic on inconsistent rem cycles or the entire lack thereof, it’s become yet another thing that keeps you up at night. you suspect the only thing that’s going to put you down now is sedation, magical or otherwise.
silver is heartachingly kind as he tries to lull you to sleep, a lullaby in his throat and a hand combing through your hair. beneath your ear and past cloud-soft cotton, his heartbeat marches on as steadily as a knight. it’s so calm; your ears are beginning to ring in the din. you blindly toy with a stray thread on his sweater and peek, over his shoulder, at the clock hanging like a second moon from the clinic’s shadowed walls. 12:29, it reads.
“you should rest too, silver.” your voice emerges through the dark as quiet as an oath. there’s a drifting, faded quality to it, coating the words as they spill out. “and don’t talk about earlier, that doesn’t count.”
“i am. i promise.” a warm sigh fans across your forehead. “besides,” he pivots, voice low and soothing, “you did all the caretaking during our journey—i’m only returning the favor how i can.”
you hum, pressing further into the warm space between him and the cot’s ridiculously plush mattress, as though the external pressure could relieve the one inside your skull. “you don't need to. i’m used to this by now.”
“but i want to,” he insists.
the laugh that falls from your lips is worn thin, a feeble, flimsy thing that would break in the midnight breeze. “then is there a way for us to share your sleep?”
and silver—sweet, endlessly kind—pulls you in closer, as though his comfort could dispel the restlessness plaguing you. you lean into it anyway. (because even if you can’t rest, at least you know you’ll be safe.) something warm is pressed against your temple. a kiss, you realize. it must be the softest act you’ve experienced recently.
“mm? what’s that for?”
“you, of course,” silver says, so simply it seems like a fact. the word curls around your heart and warms you from the inside out.
“is that some kind of…briar valley superstition i’m not aware of?”
“close.” you’ll have to make note of that. it’s difficult to imagine any of the diasomnia students being so free in their affection, but maybe that was just a night raven trait. “there’s a famous story in the valley, about two lovers who had been separated by a curse. even though it took a century, eventually, the curse was broken by a kiss. there’s some debate as to whether it was the kiss that broke the curse, or if the curse ran out of time, but…” and here, silver pauses. his heartbeat quickens just a slight. “father used to say that it could cure anything.”
“mm, just a regular kiss?” you prod.
gazing through the dark, soft, drooping eyes meet yours. the tips of his ears glow warm in the moon’s shine. “a kiss of true love,” silver answers finally.
beautiful boy, made of dreams and light and enough devotion to defy destiny and then some. you adore him.
that last thought settles in your chest. it’s the clearest one you’ve had all night, healed of any waking ache. and finally, as your eyes begin to grow heavy, you wonder if silver’s story may just hold some truth after all.
“thank you,” you mumble. “i think that finally did the trick.”
gently, the blanket is pulled over your shoulder, and a thumb smooths down your brow. “i wanted to thank you too.”
“hm?” (your hazy eyes are luminous in the moonlight. beautiful, silver thinks. beautiful in a way that invites those to look closer, to reach out for an existence that haunts wonderland phantomwise.)
“i’m grateful,” he clarifies, “that i had you with me throughout that journey, and that you were there every time i faltered. i really…i can’t thank you enough.”
“you don’t have to thank me for that, silver.” and as you surrender to the night, you whisper, “not at all.”
A/N: I don't know too much about silver so this might be ooc guulllppp..
silver falls in love with you so quietly that, for a long time, neither of you notice it happening. unlike some people, silver doesn't spend weeks panicking over strange feelings or desperately trying to figure out what they mean. the problem is much simpler than that: he genuinely doesn't realize anything has changed. spending time with you feels natural, comfortable, and easy. you become part of his routine before he even thinks to question it.
if he sees something that reminds him of you, his first instinct is to tell you about it later. if something good happens, he wonders what your reaction would be. if he's tired—and considering this is silver, that is often—he finds himself gravitating toward your presence without consciously meaning to. none of this seems unusual to him. you're important to him, so naturally he wants to be around you. that explanation satisfies him for a surprisingly long time. unfortunately, everyone else notices almost immediately. lilia notices. sebek notices. even wakasa—malleus notices.
silver, meanwhile, remains completely oblivious. when lilia casually points out that silver has been staring at you for several minutes straight, he simply blinks and asks if he has. the answer is yes. he accepts this information and somehow learns absolutely nothing from it. the truth is that silver has always been someone who loves quietly. his affection does not appear in grand gestures or dramatic declarations. it appears in the little things. making sure you get back safely after late-night events. saving you a seat without thinking about it. remembering details you mentioned months ago and bringing them up later. offering his jacket when you're cold. checking whether you've eaten. none of it feels particularly significant to him, he's simply taking care of someone important to him. the problem is that eventually you become more important than anyone else. that realization sneaks up on him.
one day he notices that hearing your voice immediately improves his mood. another day he realizes he remembers your schedule almost as well as his own. then he catches himself searching crowds for you automatically whenever he arrives somewhere. little things begin piling up until they become impossible to ignore. the moment of clarity arrives unexpectedly when you're talking to another student during lunch. it's a perfectly normal conversation, completely harmless. yet he finds himself watching from across the cafeteria longer than necessary.
then there's a strange feeling in his chest. not anger. not irritation. something else, something rather unpleasant. jealousy. the realization catches him so off guard that he nearly drops the book he was holding. because jealousy implies something. it implies he wants your attention, your time, and your affection. suddenly a hundred little moments begin making sense. the way he always seems happiest when you're nearby. the way your praise lingers in his thoughts. the way your smile somehow feels more rewarding than it should. the way he always notices when you're gone. silver has never been particularly afraid of emotions, but this one leaves him strangely unsettled. not because he dislikes loving you. quite the opposite. the frightening part is how natural it feels.
loving you slips into his heart so easily that he cannot even remember what it was like before. somewhere along the way, thoughts of you stopped feeling separate from his everyday life and simply became part of it. the idea of losing that is what truly scares him. because despite his calm nature, silver carries insecurities of his own. he knows he's a bit unusual. he falls asleep at inconvenient times. he struggles with things others find easy. there are moments when he feels out of step with the people around him, moments when he wonders whether he is difficult to understand.
then there is the matter of his origins, the lingering uncertainty that has followed him for much of his life. questions he still doesn't fully know how to answer. questions about where he belongs. questions about who he is. when his feelings for you deepen, those insecurities begin whispering in the back of his mind. what if you deserve someone better? someone more dependable? someone who can stay awake through an entire conversation? someone easier to love? the thoughts never become overwhelming, but they linger quietly in the background.
the realization fully settles one evening while the two of you are walking through the gardens.the conversation drifts easily from topic to topic as the sun begins setting around you. at some point, you laugh at something he says. not a polite laugh or a forced one, but a genuine laugh, bright and warm and completely unguarded. silver finds himself staring before he can stop himself. the sound settles somewhere deep in his chest, and suddenly he understands. not because you're extraordinary, although you are. not because you're kind, although you are that too. it's because being with you feels like coming home.
for someone who spent so much of his life searching for where he belonged, that realization hits harder than he expects. you notice him staring and ask what's wrong, he almost tells you. for a brief moment, he genuinely considers it. then panic immediately shuts that idea down. instead, he simply shakes his head and smiles softly. you accept the answer and continue talking. silver listens, and somewhere beneath the peaceful rhythm of your voice, his heart quietly accepts a truth it can no longer deny. he loves you completely, and for perhaps the first time in his life, he knows exactly where he wants to be.
Part 98 (Epel Birthday) & Part 100 (Deuce Birthday)
I almost survived my exam phase, pray for me, I've been feeling like a chihuahua on crack 😭
Also I'm so mad that I can't pull Silver's Club Card because I'm saving for Riddle's Overblot Card hhhh, I'm coming back for you Silver, just you wait ...
Part 97 (Vil Birthday) & Part 99 (Silver Birthday)
My theoretical exams were today and I am both dead inside and incredibly relieved. My body isn't made for the amount of stress I endured the past week. Still got the practical exam ahead of me, but that seems almost tame by comparison 🫠 I'd yap some more, but I'm tired because I didn't get a wink of sleep all night and will just about head straight to bed after posting ... 💤
Request by @rho-229: could I request a painter!reader who uses the overblotters as their muse where the overblotters find one painting, tucked away in a corner, that depicts their overblot form?
Thank you!! Btw, I read your ‘Housewardens finding out they have a crush on you’ and it was SOOOOOOO GOODDDDDDD 🤩🤩🤩 would you . . Mayhaps like to be moots . . ?
A/N: My first request! Thank you <33 Also Idia is a lot of fun to write lol
Warnings: Potentially ooc Jamil...? He sort of just realises for the first time that he served cunt. Idia is kind of creepy (affectionate).
(GN!reader)
RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS
• Riddle actually kind of likes being your muse.
• Something about it might feed his ego a little, like he's an important enough figure to get his portraits done, but I doubt he'd be so open to anyone else painting him like you do. It's more about feeling "seen," like your paintings of him are a show of affection.
• He cares about his appearance to a very basic degree. He constantly wants to appear neat, tidy and regal, but he's never put much thought into looking "beautiful", so there have been times where he's seen his own face sketched so lovingly by you and briefly wondered if this is really how he looks, or if you're looking at him through rose (lol) tinted glasses.
• If there's anything he isn't the biggest fan of, it's "candid" paintings of himself. It's not that he thinks they're bad, and he understands that he looks his most natural when he isn't aware he's being sketched, but he always finds them a bit embarrassing to look at. He doesn't want you to stop doing them, he just doesn't want to see how he looks taken off-guard.
• I imagine him finding the Overblot painting was an accident. He isn't the type to go snooping through your work - so some kind of shenanigans would need to happen for him to find it tucked away in a corner. And he is completely taken by surprise.
• He recognises himself right away, and is struck by the intensity of the artwork. It looks... angry.
• Of course, he looks angry in the painting, but that isn't all. The way it's drawn is almost messy, with hazardous strokes of paint seeming to suggest a certain fury baked into the canvas.
• He spends far too long just blankly staring at it. He hadn't known how he looked when he Overblotted, he realised. He isn't sure he likes it. When had you made this? The way you depicted him was nothing like how you usually did; the loving and careful lines were gone and replaced with harsh, jagged edges and seemingly randomly picked, nonsensical colours. It was less like you cared about the result, and more like you just... had to get this down on canvas somewhere.
• When you return, everything is moved back into place, and he doesn't say a word about the painting.
• He knows art is often a medium for expressing one's emotions, and he can hazard a guess as to the sheer frustration that had led to you putting that down on canvas. He wasn't sure if all of that anger was aimed at him, but he supposed it was none of his business. He just doesn't want you to see him in that way ever again.
• He appreciates your candid paintings a lot more now.
LEONA KINGSCHOLAR
• Doesn't mind being your muse, he just doesn't want to pose.
• So if you'd like to sketch or paint him while he's relaxing or sleeping without needing him to do anything, go for it. He's incapable of being taken off-guard though. He'll always meet your eyes when you're sketching him no matter how secretive you think you're being and ask you if you're getting a good look.
• Also, despite claiming to not want to pose for you, you're pretty sure he does show off a little when he knows you're looking. You could've sworn that shirt button wasn't undone just a few seconds ago.
• I don't think he'd frequently go snooping through your things, but he also doesn't see the big deal in doing so. He's likely to find the painting while looking for something else, and given it's hidden away in a corner and turned around to face the wall, of course he gets curious and wants to take a peek.
• He was not expecting an unfinished sketch of his Overblotted self on the other side.
• He puts it back right away, his mood instantly souring. He doesn't want to see that, especially not in the way you've drawn it.
• It was just so... pathetic. The way he was framed to make him look so small and weak against the blot overwhelming and consuming him.
• Unlike Riddle, he will actually say something about it, asking you why you made it in a very pointed tone of voice. And when you respond by saying that you just felt the need to paint the pain you saw in him that day, he asks you if that is how you still see him.
• "If you really want to know how I see you, take a look at any of my other paintings I have of you."
• Finally, he just scoffs. He really doesn't get how you artists think.
AZUL ASHENGROTTO
• Azul has mixed feelings on your paintings of him. Of course, he admires your skill and appreciates it very much, but he never seems particularly enthused about seeing how it turns out.
• To be clear, he thinks your art is spectacular. He just never quite got over how odd it feels to see himself on canvas.
• He isn't as insecure about his appearance as he used to be, but when you've hated your own reflection for most of your life, that line of thinking is difficult to get rid of. This becomes especially clear when you ask to see his Octopus form one time so you can paint it, and he swiftly shuts you down.
• Despite it not being the body he was born with, Azul at this point in time only truly feels comfortable with himself when he's in his human form, and even that fragile confidence is hanging on by a thread. He'd take a very long time to even want to show you his mer-form at all, never-mind have it painted.
• So you ended up painting his Overblot instead.
• Maybe it was a slightly odd decision - but you remember there being something so captivating about how he looked back then. You feel a little guilty thinking it given the situation, but he was truly beautiful.
• And when he finds it, he's less upset than you'd expect.
• You always portray him so adoringly, and this painting was no different. The ugliest, most humiliating moment of his life - after he'd lost all of his contracts, threw a "tantrum," had his past aired to you against his will and even tried to hurt you - drawn in such a gentle, kind, understanding light. Like he's someone who deserves that sympathy.
• He almost wants to cry, and laugh at the same time. What was he so afraid of? You've already seen the worst of him, and this is how you chose to portray it.
• Azul doesn't mention the painting, but he does tell you that he may be more open to letting you paint his Octopus form now.
JAMIL VIPER
• He's a little bit concerned. And also flattered.
• Generally speaking, Jamil is completely willing to be a model for your paintings, but will often ask why you chose him. He (in-universe only, because you and I both know this isn't true) doesn't stand out much in terms of looks, and he wonders why you don't find someone more suitable to paint. You can say it's because you love him and he'll smile and roll his eyes at you.
• He always wants to see the finished product. He isn't an artist, so he can't give detailed feedback, but he'll compliment your work and try to point out a few specific things about it to praise so he doesn't sound uninterested.
• Still, he never quite got what the appeal of painting him was. He makes an effort to blend in as much as possible, to look as average, bland and dull as can be. He's not used to being in the spotlight, and it's a little weird to see so many paintings with him as the focal point.
• To be honest, he probably ends up finding the painting while cleaning your space. It doesn't matter how tidy you are, Jamil can never leave anything well enough alone if it looks disorderly to him.
• And when he sees it, I honestly imagine his reaction as vastly different to anyone else on this list. I think he'd be weirdly flattered by it?
• His Overblot is by no means a fun memory to return to, but for some reason I can't get this image out of my head of Jamil staring at a painting of his Overblotted form, tilting his head and thinking, "I look kinda good here."
• I don't think he minds that you painted it. He'll bring it up to you later, asking why you never showed it to him before, and jokingly tells you not to be stupid when you admit that you didn't think he'd have a positive reaction to it. He'll go on to praise it like he does with all the rest of your paintings.
• Also, you made him look kind of domineering in it, and he likes that. A bit of a confidence booster, for sure. Local teenager discovers he's got aura.
VIL SCHOENHEIT
• He's in his element. He's another one who isn't too big a fan of the candid sketches, but mostly because he really would much rather pose for you. It's literally his job.
• Vil will outright demand to see every new painting you've made of him. He loves all the little details, it just shows you've been paying very close attention to him, as you should.
• I think he's also the only one who would try to give you any constructive critiques about your art, and they're usually at least semi-helpful.
• He does have a few favourite paintings of yours. Ones where he can just feel the love behind each stroke, the attention given to every minor detail in an effort to put down every little thing you love about him. And despite preferring to model for you, he finds that the candid paintings are often the most beautiful of all.
• Vil is another one who I think may be prone to re-organising your room; not necessarily obsessively cleaning it to the same degree that Jamil might, but he does often find himself suppressing a long-suffering sigh every time he sees how cluttered your workspace has become. And the one time he takes it upon himself to help you out, he comes across the painting you'd hidden away.
• It strikes him where it hurts right away. His Overblot was the lowest he'd ever gone, the ugliest he'd ever been. He had resorted to poisoning his competition - completely giving up on his own chances to win fairly - and had completely broken down. Even if he doesn't remember the actions he took while Overblotted, he does remember the loss they suffered to RSA right afterward, maybe even because of what he'd done back then preventing everyone from performing at their best.
• It was his greatest failure and a complete disgrace. But your loving attention to detail hadn't changed a bit.
• His eyes sting with tears and he puts the painting away again, feeling as though he can't look at it any longer. He just can't wrap his head around it. What part of what he did back then deserved this kind of love?
• He may bring it up to you later, but not now. He isn't even sure what he'd say. Right now, he plans to remind you how grateful he is to have you. He feels like he hasn't said it enough.
IDIA SHROUD
• He keeps asking you to draw anime characters.
• No seriously, please just draw anime characters instead of him, he is begging you.
• He doesn't dislike the paintings of him that you actually manage to finish, it's just difficult to get any sketches prepared because if he notices you're drawing him, he gets really embarrassed and fidgety and will probably try to hide.
• You have so many unfinished sketches because of this, and you have to be extremely sneaky about it now. But strangely, when you show him the finished artwork, he's all over it, and will go on and on about how cool you made him look. But for some reason he just can't stand knowing he's being drawn, no matter how much he knows he'll like the outcome.
• It also might be easier to just start taking photos of him out of nowhere to use as reference instead. He calls you a creep for it but you can just as easily say "look who's talking."
• On the note of him being kind of a creep, I think Idia looks through your stuff on a kind of regular basis. He's not looking for anything, nor is there any goal in mind at all for why he does this. He's just like that
• So when he finds the painting, he knows it must be fairly recent, because it wasn't there the last time he snooped. Which then only makes him panic even more when he turns it over and sees what it is.
• Why are you drawing this now? He knows what he did back then was awful - literally potentially world-ending - but you've always seemed so understanding, like you knew he wasn't completely in control by the time he Overblotted. What he means is, it's never posed an issue in your relationship. At least as far as he knows. But if you're drawing his Overblot this recently, are you still, like, mad at him for it? Traumatised? Why haven't you said anything to him about it?
• What if you feel like you can't talk to him about it because you're scared of him or something? He thinks you've been acting normal, but what if it's just pretend?? Do you hate him???
• Prepare to wake up to 30 "do you still love me" messages at 5 in the morning.
MALLEUS DRACONIA
• Malleus is almost strangely happy to be your muse. Not only does he want to see all the finished products, but he'll analyse them in excruciating detail, often leaving you the embarrassed one.
• He's another one that is impossible to take off guard, as he'll always notice when you're sketching him. He won't change what he's doing though, choosing to ignore it until you're finished so he won't interrupt whatever vision you had in mind.
• He often wants to show off your art and will take literally any excuse to do so. If you're happy with this, then great; but if you're shy about your art, you have to be careful not to let him hold the finished artwork for too long lest he disappear with it to show to anyone who will listen.
• Definitely plans to have your art hung up on his castle's walls someday.
• Malleus doesn't make a habit of looking through your things as a whole, but your artwork? Certainly. It's how he ends up finding the painting of his Overblotted self.
• He isn't necessarily happy about it, nor is he upset that you put it to canvas. He'll keep the art with him until you return, so he can show it to you and use it as a gateway to have a conversation with you about it.
• It's more like an opportunity to get his thoughts in order and just... make sure everything is understood between the two of you. He wants to know any and all lingering thoughts or feelings you have surrounding what he did back then, and he wants to be as forthcoming as he can with you about his own, as well.
• It turns into a similar analysis like he does with all of your paintings, but a lot more personal. You end up being kinda glad he ended up finding it, after all.
The Heroine Isn't Doing Her Job 𓏻 .ᐟ
── .ಇ twst harem x reader ﹙otome isekai au﹚
You thought being reborn into an otome game as a background character meant you could quietly enjoy life from the sidelines. But when the heroine repeatedly fails her objectives, the System does the unthinkable: it transfers the role of protagonist to you.
⤿ status : ONGOING
⤿ updates : irregular
⤿ warnings : twst spoilers, canon divergence, otome isekai elements, game system mechanics
CHAPTERS ꜝ
⚬ prologue
⚬ book one : a rabbit always runs
⤿ chapter one
⤿ chapter two
⤿ chapter three
⤿ chapter four
⤿ chapter five
⚬ book two : too many appointments
⤿ chapter #
⚬ book three : midterm season
⤿ chapter #
⚬ book four : crowley's brilliant idea
⤿ chapter #
⚬ book five : scarves and sweaters
⤿ chapter #
⚬ book six : route collision
⤿ chapter #
⚬ book seven: locked routes
⤿ chapter #
⚬ endings
⤿ r. rosehearts : tart for two
⤿ a. trappola : double or nothing
⤿ d. spade : i'll become someone worthy of you
⤿ l. kingscholar : five more minutes
⤿ r. bucchi : worth every thaumark
⤿ a. ashengrotto : dearest pearl
⤿ j. leech : a most precious discovery
⤿ f. leech : forever is fun with you
⤿ k. al-asim : the color of joy
⤿ j. viper : love served warm
⤿ v. schoenheit : my fairest queen
⤿ r. hunt : mon lapin bien-aimé
⤿ e. felmier : the sweetest harvest
⤿ i. shroud : achievement: true ending
⤿ m. draconia : eternity begins with you
⤿ s. vanrogue : the knight and his rabbit
EXTRAS ꜝ
⚬ character profiles ── i. (profiles) , ii. (dere types)
⚬ worldbuilding ── i. (the system)
⚬ bonus scenes ──
⚬ asks ──
⚬ playlist ──
I will go to this psychiatrist and forget everything i wanted to say ill just freeze up and she'll think theres nothing wrong with me <-the downplayer of problems when i need to try to explain things face to face to people
☆彡 in which grim tries to find your perfect match and ace happens to be around
ace trappola x gn!reader
word count: 1.6K
tags: reader is prefect, canon typical nonsense, grim is trying his best, possible ooc
a/n: i wanna do this prompt with different boys too cause I think it'll be fun! if you have a specific one you wanna see with this scenario, lmk!
Grim's noticed the way you've sluggishly thrown your bag against the floor before plopping down on the couch. He's seen the late nights you spent studying, desperately trying to learn magical concepts that are easy to everyone but you because you're from a different world. The way your smile has begun to look less and less genuine by the day is not unnoticed by him...
But he just doesn't know what to do!
When he gets into those types of moods, he just starts shoving tuna down his throat. A full stomach automatically puts him in a good mood. But his henchman doesn't seem to operate in the same way. Especially with tuna.
Another thing he does to let out pent up aggression is going to some isolated place and letting out a fury of flames!... Something you, a magic-less human, can't do for obvious reasons. Oh! Maybe he could get you a gift? Yeah! Gifts always make people happy! He's over the moon when he gets to unwrap some mystery item bought specifically for him!
It isn't until he's in Sam's shop does he realize that this plan of his doesn't exactly work either... Because he would be buying the gift with your money that you worked 8 hours for at the Monstro Lounge.
Grim lets out a defeated groan. Damn it! Why are humans so complicated!? You're lucky you're his henchman! Or else he wouldn't care at all!
As he was stomping out of the shop with a pout, a little pack of post cards caught his attention. Mainly because one of them had a can of tuna on it. Beside that one however, was a graphic of two people kissing. It was paired with the words, "The greatest gift one can give is love."
... That's it!
How could he have been so blind! Love! That's what you need! You need somebody to take you on strolls around the beach—or whatever people in love do. Finally! He's found a way to brighten your spirits!
Now all that's left is finding your ideal partner... shouldn't be too hard, right?
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"What're you doing?" "Shh! Watching!" Grim shooed you away as he very obviously hid in a bush. You furrowed your brows, looking around.
"Watching... what?" Grim held his paw up to his mouth with a whine, telling you to be quiet once more. A sigh escaped your lips. "Alright then, suit yourself. Ace and Deuce are gonna be here any minute."
You had a scheduled study session with them. Well— more so with Deuce. Ace complained about being left out so he was tagging along. Sitting down on a bench, you waited by Heartsbyul's fountain. Since they were taking their sweet time getting here, you decided to get a head start on some homework.
It almost made you forget about the fact that your cat was trying, and failing, to discreetly hide in a bush behind you.
"Hey, Prefect! Didn't keep ya waiting too long, did I?" The familiar voice rung through the garden. Looking up, you spot Ace walking over.
"Riddle stopped me on the way here. Talked my ear off because I cut one of the roses wrong or something. Real buzzkill, right?" He huffed before his eyes drifted to the side. Of course, his eyes went to the beast that stuck out of the plants. Ace raised a brow as he stared at Grim in the bush.
"... So— What's his deal?" "I honestly have no idea. I tried asking him about it and got shushed."
The red card soldier laughed in amusement. "He shushed you with his tiny paw? That's hilarious. You're a real push over sometimes, Prefect." Ace teased, lightly elbowing your arm as he took a seat beside you. You rolled your eyes before changing the subject.
"Where's Deuce? I thought he'd be with you?" Trappola mischievously grinned at your question, leaning back on his arms.
"Mr. Honor-Student is stuck helping Trey in the kitchen. He accidentally bumped into 'em earlier when he was holding this huge cake and it went splat everywhere! You should've seen it!" You and Ace continued to chat, your homework apparently long forgotten as he told you more about what happened with Deuce.
Meanwhile from the distance, Grim watched you two. As your self proclaimed cupid, Grim decided he needed to consider all his options for your potential lover. Even Ace. Yuck.
Nonetheless, Grim knows you best. And he knows you're prone to bad decisions, unlike himself of course. So maybe Ace would be a good fit for you?
He's been in more trouble just as a first year compared to a lot of the juniors. Maybe the thrill is what you need to get out of your slump?
Grim watches as Ace digs through his bag, handing you a tiny, cherry flavored lollipop. He grabs another for himself as the two of you dink your lollipops together before plopping it into your mouth.
The grin on your face is one of relaxation— an expression communicating peace, something you’ve been missing for a while as you listen to Ace continue to blabber on about whatever.
That face… it’s the look of love!
Haha! Grim's found your ideal match in less than an hour! Score! That's what you get when you're dealing with the future greatest mage of all time!
Now he's just got to get you two to confess your undying love for one another, right? He can do that easy!... Wait, how does he do that?
Grim thought extremely hard, way harder than he was used to. Back at Sam's shop... the two people on the postcard were kissing, right? So that means Ace needs to kiss you! Wow, look at this genius making plans on the fly. It's a wonder people don't ask for his autograph when he walks by.
So, in order to get you and Ace to kiss, he needs to get your faces close. Easy!
Glancing around him, the direbeast spots stones scattering the ground. One by one, he scoops them up in his paws, all different sizes. The bushes rustles as he changes positions. If you or Ace notice, neither one of you seem to care. Obviously. You two are so in love, you can't see anything else!
Grim nearly topples over by the time he gets where he needs to be. The rocks are heavier than he anticipates, but none of that matters. All it means is that his plans will be more effective. The biggest rock lays in his good paw as he lets the others fall on the ground in front of him. A calm, stabilizing breath escapes from his throat as he winds his hand back, further and further and further until...
"Ow! What the—!?" Ace's head is pushed forward ever so slightly as a rock collides with him from behind, his lollipop falling right out of his mouth. You shoot him a weird look and raise a brow as you halt your movements, taking the sweet treat out from your lips. A wide, toothy grin appears on Grim's face. He's quick to load up another rock. "OW! This has got to be intentional! Whoever’s doing that better— Hey!" Ace whines, attempting to cover his head. You blink in surprise, leaning toward Ace. "Uh, are you okay?" "Does it sound like I'm okay!?"
You're moving closer to him to check on him, and Ace is moving closer to you to get away from the stones. Perfect!... Except it's not enough. You're close, but not kissing close. Time to bring out the big guns.
Grim takes another, deeper breath before emerging out from the bushes.
"Maybe it's acorns." Trying to ease the pain, you put your hand on the back of Ace's head. "Gah! I think a bump's forming!" Ace groans, attempting to shoo your hand away. "Nothing a bit of ice can't fix. No need to be a baby." You tease, shrugging your shoulders as you look away from Ace.
“Grim are you seeing this?” Turning around on the bench toward the bushes behind the two of you, you’re expecting to spot Grim instantaneously. “Grim?” A hint of concern plagues your voice as you glance around for Grim. “I’m the one being attacked and you’re worried about him?” Ace whines beside you, lightly kicking your leg to get your attention back on him.
He doesn’t get the acknowledgment he wants as you stare at something behind him moving scarily fast.
"Is that...? When did he get back there?" "YOU'LL THANK ME LATER!"
Charging full force into Ace's back, Grim slams directly into the boy, shoving him into you. The card soldier's body is lunged forward, his face connecting with yours. Score!
... His victory is short-lived as, instead of one of those romantic, accidental kisses in the movies, Ace's forehead crashes into yours. Hard. Hard enough both yours and his head begin swelling instantly.
Both of you lean back, rubbing the spot with pained hisses. The lollipop in your free hand fell to the ground beside Ace’s.
"Grim! What the hell!?" You growl, opening an eye to glare at him through the pain. The direbeast freezes, akin to a deer in headlights, especially as Ace bounces up. "You're the one who was throwing rocks at me too, huh? Oh, you're so dead!"
Mission aborted! Abort mission!
Safe to say Grim is crossing off Ace from your 'True Love' list as he bolts away from the crime scene, swiping both of the fallen lollipops on his way out.
.
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BONUS
Sitting on your bed, you press a thing of ice to Ace's head, a small chuckle escaping your lips as he dramatically whines from the contact. He too has an ice pack against your forehead, though you seem much more composed with the injury.
"This sucks. My head hurts everywhere. And my arm is getting tired from holding this up." He complained, his hand holding up ice to your bruise slipping as he lets his body collapse forward into you. His head rests in the crook of your neck. You can practically feel his pouty expression against your skin.
"I know something that might help?" You hum, taking the two ice packs and discarding it onto your nightstand. Ace flickers his eyes up from his place against you, quirking a brow. "Oh really? What, you gonna cast a spell or something? Wait, news flash, you can't! Magicless little Prefect—"
His words are cut off as he feels your lips softly press against the bruise on his forehead. The speed in which his cheeks begin to take on a color similar to his hair is impressive. He stares at you, a bit dazed. You can't help but smirk.
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What if, after the SDC tournament during Yuu’s second year, the team didn’t disband, and instead became an idol group?
Featuring Idol!Ace, Deuce, Epel, Kalim, Jamil and Ruggie, with GN Manager/Composer!Yuu…
And… Corporate/Management Azul and the Tweels(?)
Alright everybody, buckle up.
a/n: Available on Ao3 and Quotev too.
The NRC group performed an original song directed by the Ramshackle Prefect. This year’s SDC happened to be held at Black Swan Academy, an all-girls school.
And when it comes to satisfying the female gaze? You argued you were the best at it.
“Guys, guys, guys—hear me out.”
And then you started ripping their ears off about this amazing, wonderful, talented boy group from your world. Using your connection to the glorious Vil Schoenheit, you managed to convince him to recreate a song from your world for the SDC.
Next: choreography.
You, being the fangirl that you are, knew exactly how it should look. The problem was, you had absolutely no fucking talent when it came to dancing.
“I don’t know what that jiggly worm motion is supposed to look like,” Jamil commented.
It’s a good thing both Jamil and Kalim are patient men, because they somehow helped you recreate your absurd movements just fine.
What a talent, am I right?
They performed at the SDC.
Boom.
Booming.
People shouted, screamed, cried tears—definitely only in your imagination—at witnessing the magnificent creation you had brought to life.
For the first time in a century, NRC finally won against RSA.
Everyone looked shocked. But you, the proud parent, just puffed out your chest.
“Told you my (insert group name from your world) would never betray me.”
Everyone was happy.
Your boy group kept gaining traction weeks after the SDC ended. Fan edits, drawings, even entire fanbases somehow started sprouting out of nowhere. The boys racked up thousands of followers and started getting recognized whenever they stepped outside NRC.
Using their original recordings, you decided to upload the song to a streaming site.
And boy, oh boy, did it make money.
The song somehow landed in the Top 50 of whatever the Billboard equivalent is in Twisted Wonderland, and of course, you split the earnings evenly.
But wait.
You—the great you.
Were you satisfied with just this?
No.
Here comes the seduction arc.
“Hey, hey~ Ace, Deuce… are you sure you guys don’t want more money and fame?”
You started feeding them promises. Visions. Dreams. At first, they brushed you off. But what are you, if not a bundle of pure, unrelenting determination? So you kept trying.
Ruggie said yes immediately—because, hey, money—but didn’t take you that seriously. More like, “yeah sure, go off, do your thing.”
Ace, Deuce and Epel just… followed along.
Kalim said yes. Jamil, as expected, said no.
But you didn’t give up.
You planned. You researched. You dragged the Pop Music Club into this. You created new music. You showed the recordings to the boys and they liked it.
So you pushed. At least record it. Even if you don’t want to be idols, the money alone is worth it.
You may have manipulated them a little.
“Please, bro. At least help me make some money. I need to eat.”
They sighed. And did exactly what you wanted.
Boom.
Another boom.
The song became a global sensation, climbing all the way to #15 on the global charts.
All they could do was stare, jaws dropped.
“I TOLD YOU. NEVER QUESTION MY VISION,” you declared proudly.
And with that proof, your persistence and your borderline menace energy, they finally agreed to form a group.
The boys did it for the money. Well, most of them.
Kalim? He just thought it sounded fun and Jamil only agreed because Kalim did. (Deep down, he probably wanted to enjoy it too. He’s just a bit tsundere about it. Have some understanding of him, okay?)
I like to think Father Al-Asim would approve. He’d say having fun when you’re younger is fine, and when Kalim eventually inherits the Asim household, he can stop then.
Next step: management.
While you excelled at creative direction, you needed someone to handle schedules, contracts and all the legal nonsense.
And who's better on the job than Azul Ashengrotto?
“Aw, hell no,” Jamil refused immediately.
But you pulled him aside.
“Jamil. Listen.”
Would you rather be stuck with a bastard you know… or a hollywood bastard you don’t?
“What is a hollywood?” was his reply.
Azul was, understandably, deeply offended by your explanation.
You didn’t care. You just stared him down and threatened to release every embarrassing thing of him you’ve ever gotten out of Floyd and Jade.
Then you turned back to Jamil and the others.
“At least we know Azul and the Tweels. If we’re stuck with management, better it’s someone we’d rather deal with than complete strangers.”
They… agreed.
Reluctantly.
And that is how your build-a-boy group was born.
Let’s go.
Jamil Viper
Main Dancer, Main Vocalist, Leader
Obviously, Jamil would end up as the leader of the group. This decision comes after a long discussion. Since the leader carries the biggest burden and responsibility, you need someone who’s reliable, level-headed, and emotionally restrained.
Jamil, unfortunately, checks all the boxes.
He is hesitant, of course. Constantly wondering if this is really okay, if it would mean overshadowing Kalim. He can’t have that. But deep down… the idea of finally being a leader is still tempting.
Until he realizes he’s basically a single father of five toddlers.
Jamil is the kind of leader who’s respected by both the members and the fans. There was this one award show when they went up to give a speech, the audience just wouldn’t stop screaming.
So he raised a finger to his lips. And the crowd went silent instantly.
The clip went viral, with people losing their minds over how fucking hot he looked doing it.
In funny video edits, Jamil is the savage, effortlessly funny one who rarely does anything, but the moment he finally does, no one can stop laughing.
The group has a reality show where they try a bunch of things for the first time, and in one episode, Jamil finally snaps. He lashes out at Ace, completely frustrated and overstimulated, he just… screams.
He’s pissed, straight-up threatens to throw a pan at Ace’s face, and then starts cursing. Which he has never done before (At least, not on camera.) The editors censor every single swear word with chirping bird sounds. The boys can’t contain their laughter. Even the crew is on the floor.
It becomes ten times funnier just because it’s Jamil finally cracking open.
He’s lowkey hilarious without even trying.
But the boys respect him, too. The moment he switches to serious mode, they listen. No arguments.
He even once shut down a paparazzi who kept harassing him and the members. And of course, the clip went viral.
Adeuce? Scared shitless.
There was this one time they went live without a manager because they thought they were “mature enough” to behave (they were not). They started talking about their days back at NRC, which was fine… until somehow, the conversation shifted to how almost everyone had a crush on you and how it had basically become a canon event.
And then the door opened. Jamil walked in mid-conversation, said nothing, and just… sat between them.
The conversation died instantly.
Another viral clip from Jamil Viper.
Fans call him “HR department.” ever since.
Jamil’s voice is incredibly recognizable, sprinkled into almost all of their songs. Take his vocals out, and you’ll immediately feel that something’s missing. He carries ad-libs and hard notes effortlessly.
Now, when it comes to his solo career… For some reason, I think he would pull up a Zayn😭
The group goes on hiatus to rest, and he just never releases anything.
He drops music once in a while and that’s it.
Honestly, I like to think he uses that hiatus to properly rest. To travel. To see the world like he’s always wanted. At this point in his life, he’s no longer Kalim Al-Asim’s personal retainer.
They’re still close. Still friends. But Jamil isn’t tied to him anymore. I want to believe that, after everything, they finally had that long-overdue conversation and reached a mutual understanding.
Anyway, back to Idol Jamil.
I don’t know why, but I imagine his solo sound being something like Too Sweet by Hozier or Dusk Till Dawn by Zayn.
Jamil rarely releases music. He only has one album. But every time he drops something? Guaranteed No.1.
He does features occasionally, maybe some movie soundtracks. Very Zayn-coded behavior.
#goodluckjamilstan
Kalim Al-Asim
Lead Dancer, Sub Vocalist, Sub Rapper
Kalim is obviously the lead and main dancer. He’s always at the center during the hardest choreography, and he absolutely devours every time. Out of all the members, he is the performer. He can sing, he can dance, and he gives 100% on stage. Always. He’s the most expressive member, and you can tell he genuinely loves being there. His solo stages are usually the most festive and extravagant, and even after going solo, that never changes. KALIMYONCE.
In funny videos, it’s mostly him being clueless about certain things but still ending up succeeding. Like in their reality show, every challenge, he somehow wins. Kalim isn’t the most competitive, he just takes it easy, but somehow always wins. Hello? Ruggie calls it reverse pulling, and Epel tries it once, only to end up at #6 and fail miserably.
And no, it’s not dumb luck. He just messes around at first, no stress, but he’s actually witty. In the middle of the challenge, he suddenly switches direction and wins. Fuck around and actually found out. (A nod to Kalim’s wit during the Tamashina Mina event where he used Leona as a marketing move.)
Kalim’s strategy? Don’t stress. Calm down. It’ll work out.
Low cortisol Kalim.
People believe God has a favorite and it’s Kalim Al-Asim.
Kalim is the bias (favorite member) wrecker. He has the most insane off- and on-stage switch. For some reason, when he’s on stage, he turns into this confident, seductive, magnetic idol. Fans say that after leaving the concert, Kalim completely makes them question their bias rankings.
As a soloist, he’s wildly successful. I can see him as a performer like Michael Jackson, dancing and delivering vocals at the same time. Do you know Lay Zhang’s concert where he brings out that huge roll-out screen like parchment? That’s Kalim Al-Asim level of stage, alright. I know it. 100%.
And listen, someone definitely tries to claim to have his son at some point. Man ends up living his own Billie Jean moment 😭
For the first time in his life, Kalim doesn’t have to worry about what he eats anymore, because both you and Azul always make sure no one can lay a finger on him or the other members. Not to mention the millions of fans and the extra exposure, he now has that “celebrity protection” status. Anyone trying something would have to deal with not only the Al-Asim family, but the media and an entire fandom watching. I also believe adult Kalim would become much sharper with schemes, thanks to his experience, political ties and the way he learns to use his fame.
In his thirties, when he’s less active because he has to inherit the Al-Asim household, he says being in the group was one of the best chapters of his life. He felt free. He felt loved. And he’s always glad he said yes.
And then, a few years after his hiatus, he performs at the Spelldrive Bowl—or whatever the Twisted Wonderland version of the Super Bowl is—and the world goes wild.
King of Pop, I would say.
Ruggie Bucchi
Main Rapper
If you ask Ruggie if he ever thought his life would turn out like this, the answer is no. Fuck, he never thought he’d become a pretty boy dancing on TV.
But does he regret it?
No.
Because now he can help his grandma and the kids in his neighborhood even more.
Ruggie is loved by many for his story. For his background and where he came from. He doesn’t even try to make it inspirational. He just mentions things here and there, and people piece it together on their own.
For some reason, he manages to pull in both moms and their kids as fans.
There was this one interview outside a dome arena they were performing at. A mother and her son, both decked out in Ruggie merch from head to toe.
“I always tell my son to grow up like Ruggie. Always polite, kind, down to earth, and helping others.”
Wow.
What a patron role model.
The first million he made, he immediately bought a house for his grandma. Then he built a school. A clinic. A retirement home. An orphanage in the slums. He even started an education foundation to support bright, talented students.
As an idol, Ruggie has a very distinct style of rapping. You hear it once, and you know it’s him. He’s still not the best dancer, but he’s a hard worker and willing to do anything to keep up.
On stage, he’s probably having the most fun out of everyone. Super playful and always improvising.
He’s also the member who does the most aegyo (cute acts).
Very interactive with fans. Too interactive, honestly.
He sometimes forgets his lines because he’s too busy engaging with the crowd until Jamil has to remind him through the mic:
“Ruggie, do your line. Ruggie, sing. Ruggie—”
Well.
At least that’s how people know the group isn’t lip-syncing.
When it comes to his solo work, I think of one song that fits him perfectly:
Thrift Shop by Macklemore.
Ruggie uses it to criticize overconsumption and the materialistic lifestyle of rappers and celebrities in general. He never brags about wearing million-dollar outfits even when he himself is a brand ambassador for a luxury fashion house.
The song hits No.1 on the charts and earns him recognition from fellow rappers, including those who used to look down on idol rappers.
Lastly, Ruggie goes viral constantly for having the most random side quests. One day he is live streaming in the middle of the desert. Another day he is dancing in an old tavern in Ultramarine Town. Then someone spots him ice fishing near Briar Valley. A mom once sent her daughter a selfie with him, and the picture blew up on Magicam.
“WHAT THE FUCK IS RUGGIE BUCCHI DOING AT A BINGO HALL???”
Ace Trappola
Lead Rapper, Lead Vocalist, Center
Ace Trappola is built for entertainment. Not only is he the perfect image of an idol, he is also an amazing entertainer. He is the face of the group as the most famous member. He can sing, he can rap, he can dance. He does everything, an all-rounder. He was born with a natural talent for entertaining, and whatever he wants, he gets.
He is the Ace.
He and Ruggie are the ones who write their rap lyrics for group songs. He also helps you create the group’s music in general. His name is credited on many of their songs, and he even writes for other groups and singers, with most of them charting. He is probably the first member, aside from Kalim and maybe Jamil, to get a black card just from songwriting money alone.
He would probably be a guest judge on an idol survival show. Every show he appears on goes viral because he is naturally funny, but he enjoys filming reality shows with his members the most, where he can be the most free. His partner in crime is always Epel, and the two of them are a constant headache for their leader.
And here is the thing, Ace knows he is a big shot. His stage performances are always highly anticipated. On stage, Ace is the definition of an idol. Confident, cocky, and talented enough to back his attitude. His stage presence is massive, which is exactly why he is the center. He becomes the idol of idols (Ho, you Chappell Roan?)
I would even say he has the highest bidding photocard on eBay.
Unfortunately, at some point Ace has to take a long hiatus due to declining mental health. The announcement shocks fans. The group continues their schedule without him for a year, until he finally returns and makes a roaring comeback.
“Welcome back, asshole,” says Ruggie at their comeback concert.
When it comes to his solo career, I would say he becomes a rapper-singer, winning Grammys for his hits. And for some reason, I cannot shake the idea that mid-thirties Ace ends up in an eternal beef with someone, like Kendrick Lamar. Other rapper pisses him off once, and he just never lets it go.
Listen, Ace is usually pretty chill and minds his own business, but if someone gets on his nerves? It is over for you buddy.
Do not fuck with him.
Oh, and he headlines both Coachella and the Super Bowl.
P.S. If you do not vibe with rapper Ace, look up Don't Go Insane by DPR IAN. That Joker-like, mental struggle concept? That is Ace (Cmiiw).
Epel Felmier
Main Vocalist, Visual
Obviously, the visual. Main vocalist, and goddamn that high note. Insane vocal range. He’s featured the most on movie and drama soundtracks and even wins Best Original Soundtrack.
He is the type of idol who refuses to be called cute. He will literally shake his head when someone calls him that. He tells people to call him cool, handsome, anything but cute. Fans tease him during concerts by calling him cute, and he playfully sulks and runs away until they coax him back by calling him cool. Then he comes back and poses for them.
Lol. What a cutie.
You and Azul never force the members to be something they are not. You never assign personas because you believe authenticity is what makes the group special and more likable. So if Epel wants to be cool, then he will be cool.
Too bad our cute mouse visual sometimes gives it away (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞
He is the most chaotic member. There is always something happening with him every five minutes on their reality show. He grew up being playful with his cousins back home, so when it comes to games, he is very agile.
And he also famously cheats ദ്ദി ༎ຶ‿༎ຶ )
If you know Jeonghan from SEVENTEEN, then yes, that is basically him.
Ace calls him out multiple times, and Epel just goes, fuck you bro, you do the same.
Acepel anyone?
He is very competitive and always makes sure he does his best and beyond when it comes to games. Which is why his mortal enemy is always Kalim because what the fuck, why is this guy effortlessly winning?
He panics and gets stressed during games and needs to be reminded to take it easy from time to time.
Ruggie: “Calm down bro, it’s just a game.”
He also always goes viral when he lashes out in his accent at the members.
“YA WANT TO BE DEAD??”
When Epel goes solo, I think he would go full pop. But what people do not expect is how dirty his songs are. Like, what? Seven by Jungkook? SexyBack by Justin Timberlake?
Oh my gosh, Epel (╥﹏╥)
But of course, his fans will always defend him, as they should, because Epel is a grown adult and can do whatever he wants.
He is also known for having a close relationship with Oscar-winning actor, Vil Schoenheit, and eventually steps into acting himself. He does not take many roles, but his acting is recognized and respected by his peers.
Deuce Spade
Main Rapper
Now hear me out. Deuce has HUGE fanboys. Our youngest somehow has the deepest rapping voice, and his on-stage persona is just so cool. You know that cool dude idol type? Yeah. adghjkashjdsadkl God help me, he is so fucking hot.
He is quieter than the other members, but that does not mean he cannot be chaotic. He is a good boy and never does anything bad, but unfortunately always gets dragged into Ace or Epel’s mischief. And because he is a good boy, when something happens, he can just blame it on them and the older members will believe him.
“I DID NOTHING!” Epel screams while getting stared down by Ruggie for breaking the toilet handle that one time.
My baby bunny is effortlessly cute. His nap clip went viral when Kalim showed fans how Deuce usually naps during recordings. Curled up into a ball on the sofa, surrounded by plushies and soft blankets. Aww (ฅ́ ˘ฅ̀)♡
Even as an idol, Deuce always prioritizes his education. I would say he continues his further studies alongside his schedule. Another member with a strong mom fanbase for this exact reasons.
He attends lectures offline once in a while, and there are plenty of clips of him studying in class. When he has group projects, he often buys his classmates treats and meals.
On stage, though? WhoOoOOoOo. Who is that sexy white chocolate in da back?
He has so many fanboys that every time before he speaks, they bark for him. Deuce is obviously shy about it, but they just get louder. Sometimes the members bark with them too. Usually Ruggie.
Even though he is nice and effortlessly cute, his old delinquent side still shows sometimes. When his expression shifts, people know to be careful. This man will throw hands if needed. Most of the time he does not have to, though, because people back off the moment he looks pissed. It’s very visible.
Because of his deep voice, stage presence, personality, and solo style, he has a huge fanboy following. I imagine his songs becoming massive hits among fanboys and even breaking into mainstream media, something like FE!N by Travis Scott.
“I hope they play FE!N,” is Deuce trend.
(P.S. you can also go the Bad Bunny route if you prefer that vibe.)
He is also into blastcycles and cars, which just adds to his “manly charm.”
However, let it be known, Deuce is also known for his gentlemanly character. He respects women, always thanks his mom for his achievements, and is gentle with kids. All the members are feminists, but Deuce is especially vocal about it.
So when some bigots try to claim Deuce for their “alpha male Andrew Tate” agenda, they immediately get jumped by his fanboys.
“You are not a real Deuce fan if you do not understand his personality!”
“Get him out of your toxic masculinity agenda!”
Wow.
(Reference to that one Ruggie fanart being used by Andrew Tate. I lose a year of my life every time I remember it T_T)
And yet, no matter how hardcore you are as a Deuce fan, you will never beat his number one supporter, Epel.
(A nod to canon Epel fanboying over Deuce’s younger persona.)
“When you are in loving Deuce competition and your opponent is Epel Felmier 😒”
#goodluckdeucestan
Manager! Yuu
The group goes for a hip hop and pop style, I assume. You are not just their manager, you are their creative director. You take everything you loved from idol groups back in your world and mesh it together for the boys. Like I said, it is basically your build-your-idol setup.
Not only does the group have catchy songs, they also have insane choreography. People often accuse them of lip syncing, but it gets debunked easily by Jamil and Epel’s adlibs, Ruggie forgetting his lines, and Deuce forgetting lyrics.
Not as bad as Ace straight up rapping gibberish when he forgets the lyrics he wrote himself though.
“What is this? Ver.2?” a fan asks.
The reason your group does so well is because of how interactive they are with fans and how well they take care of what fans want.
You are the very first person to introduce photocards in albums. The albums also include photobooks, posters, and even standing acrylics sometimes. They do livestreams, fan sign events, video call events, and they are allowed to roam the internet and interact with fans, with moderation of course.
You indulge the fans with merch and fun content like variety shows. And when photocards start reselling for absurd prices, you and the members actively discourage it. It is unhealthy, after all.
On top of indulging fans, you also take extra care of what they actually need.
When hundreds of brand deals start coming in, the first conversation you have with Azul is about controlling their exposure.
One thing many entertainment companies miss is how they push idols to their limits with brand deals just to maximize profit. But you and Azul know better.
That leads to oversaturation.
And when there is oversaturation, consumer fatigue follows.
As fans, people naturally want to buy whatever their idols endorse. But imagine if your idols are everywhere. Food, clothes, products, even insurance. No one can keep up with all of that. People get tired.
And so do your boys.
This moderation allows them to rest properly and have breathing room between schedules.
So you and Azul carefully choose only a few deals that truly benefit both the company and the members. Background checks are mandatory. No bad publicity, no shady affiliations. Absolutely not.
You refuse to let anything become a liability to your boys.
In hindsight, you take good care of your idols to the point that you become the bare minimum standard for idol management. No overworking, fair distribution, balanced exposure, and respect for their personal lives.
You used to manage them directly, but as they grew bigger, you could no longer follow them everywhere. They each get personal managers. For important or risky events, Azul sends Jade or Floyd to accompany them.
You and Azul co-found Mostro Entertainment. And when your boys grow older and start building lives outside the group, it is time to raise a new generation.
You open global auditions.
Hundreds of thousands of people send in their tapes.
Good luck!
Group Trivias
Oh they are very chaotic.
Older gang - Jamil, Kalim, Ruggie
Younger gang gang - Ace, Epel, Deuce
Now fight!
Jk. but you get the idea.
When it comes to games, the most wins go to Kalim and Ace.
Epel and Ruggie are okay.
Jamil and Deuce though? Oh my god.
It’s not like Jamil is bad, you know. He often finishes challenges the fastest. It’s just that something always happens to him for some reason. He could be one step away from winning and something just… fucks it up. And it’s completely out of his control. If dumb luck exists, then Jamil has dumb unluck or whatever it’s called.
But hey, Jamil mostly doesn’t really care. It’s just a game anyway. (He’s seething inside.)
Deuce is the opposite. He tries his best but still can’t win, simply because he’s a good boy and everyone else is cheating ദ്ദി ༎ຶ‿༎ຶ )
He tries to cheat sometimes, but these cheaters are always one step ahead of him, so…
Nobody wants to be on the same team as him because they somehow always lose. Even Kalim, who never loses, ends up losing when he’s with Deuce .·°՞(っ-ᯅ-ς)՞°·.
Deuce can’t do anything except sprawl on the ground in defeat.
BUT. It does not apply when he’s on reality shows with other celebrities.
He wins.
So the problem is not him. It’s his wicked ass members.
#justicefordeuce
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Every older member has their favorite younger one. Jamil secretly has a soft spot for the mischievous rebel fox, Ace, even though he gives him so much trouble. Kalim is with Epel, and Ruggie with Deuce.
They are also split into introverts and extroverts.
Extroverts: Ruggie, Epel, Kalim
Introverts: Jamil, Deuce, Ace
Yes, people think Ace is an extrovert, but his off-camera persona is very different from his on-camera one.
The group also sings the soundtrack for a boy group animation, something like the Saja Boys. I can totally see them doing soda commercials too. Soda Pop. Fuck 😭
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There is a long-running conspiracy that Jamil actually controls the group’s mic levels. Fans swear that whenever things get too chaotic, Jamil’s mic gets louder.
No one can prove it.
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They have a secret group chat without you. Not because they are hiding anything serious, but because “Sometimes we need to complain about you too.”
You found out.
You pretended not to.
Azul definitely knows.
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They once tried to do a “who knows you best” quiz. It ended in chaos because:
Everyone thought they knew you best
Half the answers were wrong
Ace and Ruggie started arguing about technicalities
Kalim was just happy to be there
Deuce got nervous
Jamil refused to participate halfway
You never approved that episode.
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They have a habit of exposing each other’s pre-debut stories. Especially Ace and Ruggie. Anytime one of them starts talking, another member will immediately go:
“Do you want me to tell that story?”
Instant silence.
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Jamil has threatened to leave group chats multiple times. He never actually does. But the threat alone is enough to make everyone behave for about… five minutes.
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Kalim is the only one who can casually invite people over without warning. One time he just went “Oh yeah, I invited some friends!”
“Who?”
Names that make everyone freeze.
Jamil has to do damage control immediately.
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Epel has broken at least one prop per variety show. Not on purpose. Just… energy.
Staff now prepare backups.
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Deuce is the only one staff trust with instructions.
If something needs to be done properly, they tell Deuce.
If something needs to be entertaining, they tell anyone else.
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Ruggie has a reputation for negotiating everything.
Even snacks.
Staff: “This is for everyone.”
Ruggie: “But what if I take two?”
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Ace has been caught reading his own fan comments.
He denies it every time.
There is video proof.
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They have a tradition where after every major concert, they sit together and eat. No cameras, no staff, just them.
It’s the only time they are completely quiet.
a/n: That’s as far as my brainrotting idol headcanons go, y’all. Who do you think would be your favorite? I’d personally be a Deuce stan, but Ace is so close to being my bias wrecker. Ruggie comes next.
Do you have any other trivia these stupid idols would get into?
LOL. Let me know, please. Come brainrot with me.
See ya!
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