I’m baaaaaack~ Haven’t posted for a while as I’ve been suuuper busy recently, but managed to draw a Lilia amidst the chaos 🦇 I’ve wanted to draw him with a vampire squid for a while now, cause he kinda reminds me of one 🦑 That’s not too much of a stretch, right?
(I’ll pop it onto my Inprnt shop in a day or two for anyone who’s interested 😊)
the idea of yuu who got sent to nrc with nothing but a pouch full of stickers; some of their favourite animes, puffy stickers of cute cartoon animals, glittery sheets of little stars, etc.
the first time it happened was during one of trein's long boring lectures. you were doodling something on your notebook and felt that your doodles were a bit off, like something was missing, so you took out a sheet of wonderland themed stickers and put some painted-red white roses to complete your piece of art.
ace, having caught up on what you were doing, leaned towards you to take a glimpse. his eyes lingered on an ace of hearts card soldier sticker and you noticed. you peeled off the sticker and put it on his forehead.
"hey!" he protested, before peeling it off of his forehead and put it on the front of his notebook. you snickered and decided to do the same to the other heartslabyul student who was sitting beside you.
turning to your left, you peeled off a deuce of spade card soldier sticker and put it on deuce's cheek, shattering his focus on the lecture completely. he looked at you, wide eyed, "huh?!" you immediately shushed him, not wanting to catch trein's attention.
"you should've seen the look on your face!" ace snorted, loudly, which seemed to grab the professor's attention.
"trappola, please repeat what i just explained."
"oh, uhh..."
he turned to you and deuce for help but the two of you were avoiding his gaze, eyes glued to each of your notebooks—with the card soldier sticker still plastered on deuce's cheek.
'traitors!' his eyes shifted back and forth from trein to the blank page of his own notebook. fuck.
the next time it happened was supposed to be a prank. you had somehow agreed to one of ace's schemes and the current target was riddle. the plan was easy, decorating riddle's precious notebook cover with stickers.
you didn't know if riddle had pissed the first year off or ace was just being ace, but the idea wasn't that bad, you were just curious on how riddle's reaction would be, though this was definitely not what the both of you expected.
your and ace's jaws went slacked when you saw riddle held up his glittery-pink-hedgehog-stickers covered notebook, looking at it with awe, like he had just found a chamber full of strawberry tarts.
"housewarden...?" ace trailed off, and riddle snapped out of his daze, clearing his throat at the sight of his underclassmen—staring at him in shock.
"i assume this is the two of you's doing?"
a nod.
"was this supposed to be another one of your pranks?"
another nod.
"though it seems that the outcome was not to your expectation?"
the silence was enough of an answer.
riddle was the one who broke the silence, he coughed onto his fist then averted his gaze from the both of you, the tips of his ears slightly pink, his next words were barely a whisper but you still managed to hear it, "do you perhaps have the flamingo ones?"
this turned into a little habit of yours; some tiny dessert stickers on trey's cookbook pages, a funny looking chicken sticker that cater insisted you put on his phone case, a big fat red cat sticker on the back of ace's phone case, matching with deuce's blue one and your [f/c] one, you even gave some flamingo stickers to riddle to place wherever he pleased.
and this little habit of yours wasn't limited to your heartslabyul friends. you could find a leech sticker on floyd's water bottle (yes, you gave a leech one on purpose while cackling. "shrimpyyy, i'm a moray eel, yknow?" "but you're a leech," "...ehhh *shrugs*"), a wolf one on jack's watering can with the caption 'alpha male' (jack swore he only blinked and all of a sudden, it was there), a poison apple sticker on rook's quiver, and more.
one day, however, kalim was surprised when jamil peeled a cute smiley otter sticker off of his cheek after he came back from pop music club to the scarabia dormitory.
"eh?"
"don't tell me you didn't know."
"...oh! so, that's why lilia, cater, and yuu were giggling!"
from then on, people would check their bodies and faces for any sight of stickers. leona found one on his bicep, epel had one on his elbow, and silver woke up to his face decorated with dozens of stickers.
it became a game called "find the stickers!" which was basically self explanatory, the nrc students had to find the stickers the prefect plastered on them or their things.
it was funny because the chance was 50/50. there'd be a time where the prefect discreetly put a sticker on them and they wouldn't know until someone told them or they found it themselves. or, the prefect could overtly make any physical contact with them and didn't plant any stickers at all.
the last one often made them question themselves because the prefect could initiate physical contact and didn't put any stickers for the first few times which let them put down their guards around them, only to found one after the seventh time.
this also happened with the other way around where the prefect planted stickers on them multiple times and the one time they didn't, the poor victim still thought there was a sticker on their body.
students would find themselves checking their belongings and each other's bodies, their guts telling them that there was at least one sticker hiding within them.
the peak of the event was when sebek let out a guttural scream once his eyes landed on malleus, horns and face decorated with cute stickers; bows and hearts and all that. the prince's face bright as he beamed, "child of man said that humans often decorate their friends' faces to strengthen their bonds."
sebek fainted, lilia took dozens of photos from different angles whilst urging silver to stand beside malleus so they could take some photos together, and silver—his own face decorated with stickers like malleus'—only nodded reverently.
꒰ঌ ⋮ author note : this was inspired by a friend of mine who always put stickers on me and our friends, and me who also put stickers on them and their things.
ʚ edited : yuu was supposed to be gn but i accidentally used 'her' earlier, sorry for the confusion guys, i already fixed it!
synopsis: twst characters help you deal w/ necklace mishaps :)
characters: leona, riddle, jamil
wc: 1.5k
part two (floyd, ruggie, lilia)
leona kingscholar - the rhythm in request
you don't like making a habit of taking your necklace on and off in fear of forgetting or misplacing it somewhere. in the long corridors, endless passageways, and - if we're being totally honest - dishonest nature of a majority of the students at night raven college, reuniting with your necklace would be impossible.
but you don't really trust all the chemicals and materials you work with during alchemy. the last thing you want is for the chain to react badly with some obscure ingredient and mysteriously disintegrate, or for the bright jewel centerpiece to fall off as you stir the vicious-looking, bubbling liquid that so often frequents your cauldron.
so you take it off before every class period and place it in the pocket of your schoolbag, only daring to retrieve it after your lab coat is put away and you are a safe distance away from the classroom.
it's not often that leona kingscholar shows up to class. you wouldn't really either if you, too, had learned all this information when you were merely ten years old.
but he always manages to conveniently show up just as you turn the corner out of crewel's dark room, muttering under his breath about "forgetting something" or "looking for ruggie."
you find that you have begun to turn the corner already expecting to bump into a certain green-eyed someone.
truthfully you thought that first request would have ended as soon as the topic was brought up, but here you are, with your back turned to leona kingscholar as he fiddles with the clasp of your necklace, once again.
"can you help me put my necklace back on?"
what you thought would have ended with a decisive, disinterested "no" turned instead into a somewhat strange routine that now requires neither verbal plea nor acquiescence. just the awkward holding out of the chain and the shrug of a shoulder as leona agrees to help you put your necklace back on, just like he always does after alchemy.
it takes him maybe a minute tops, but those simple, precious sixty seconds seem to stretch to an unbearable eternity. he can probably hear you gulp as his hands approach the back of your neck. his hands radiate a warmth that send bumps along your arm, the rhythm of his breath audible in his proximity to your ear.
his fingers barely even graze your skin. polite and focused on the task in front of him. sometimes though, you feel the phantom of his lips against the curve of your neck. there's likely no other way to see the necklace with the dim lighting.
you might be imagining the whole thing, but you always hold your breath anyway, stuck in the limbo between one eternity and the next.
the gem that would hang from your neck is most likely a fake. the jump rings are annoyingly small. the pathetic clasp holding the whole thing together is even more annoyingly so, and makes it nearly impossible for you to put your necklace back on yourself without proper lighting and infinite free time.
still, you wouldn't trade this thing for the world.
and though he rolls his eyes, leona hasn't complained once.
not as he gently takes the necklace from your hands. not as he steps to stand behind you, his back to the wall and his face facing your hair. the smell of your shampoo always hits him instantly, engulfing his senses in a way that isn't overwhelming, but that leaves him strangely dizzy even after you thank him with a smile and walk away.
maybe that's why it takes him so long to clasp the two ends of your necklace together.
then again, maybe it's just the fact that the clasp itself is so frustratingly small.
riddle rosehearts - overattentive mind
it had been bothering him for the past three minutes.
he wasn't even listening to you.
it's common courtesy to listen when someone is talking but no matter how much he wanted to, he couldn't command his focus back on your words. you were talking about your day. how long it had been, or how hard your classes were? or maybe you were talking about how long the cafeteria line was?
finally, he couldn't take it anymore.
you take a sharp inhale as his outstretched fingers make for your chest, but you don't take a step back. you only watch in silence as riddle, with the most careful and precise of touches, flips the backwards pendant of your necklace back over and heaves the biggest sigh of relief you've ever heard in your life.
he jerks his hand back just as quickly, flexing it for the briefest moment before it lands innocently back at his side.
his eyes jump from his feet to your necklace to your eyes. though now he could again see the curious, bright color of your pendant's glass, it never could seem to rival your eyes, cradled in the moonlight streaming from the heartslabyul tea room.
"my sincerest apologies for...that," riddle says, clearing his throat. "the chain was all twisted, it was bothering me."
your lips turn up and part to mouth the words thank you, eyes glittering in a way that makes riddle unsure of why the stars even bother coming out.
riddle's breath catches in his lungs, cheeks flushed a color the night swallows but his heart surely knows.
you continue where you left off, though riddle finds himself distracted by something else entirely.
damn the overattentive mind.
jamil viper - if you care
watching you turn over the whole scarabia dorm in search of your beloved necklace whilst having it tucked away in his palm may be cruel, but how else is jamil going to prove his point?
if you care about something, you should hold onto it.
he's well aware he's being a little mean, and there's no doubt you'd attempt to throttle him if you knew, but your furrowed expression is a rare sight. and a cute one too.
"jamiiilllll," you half-whine half-demand, throwing another seat pillow over your head. "help me look!"
it took you nearly eleven hours before you realized it was missing. you were completely devastated. jamil had taken one look at your sorrowful expression and known that you had finally realized it was missing.
you're not even sure how it happened, just that when you reached up to fiddle with the little gemstone - a nervous habit of yours - your fingers had only met your empty collarbone.
"i already searched the scarabia lounge for your necklace," jamil says, because it's technically the truth. he did search the lounge for your lost necklace after kalim's latest party had concluded. it's just that he didn't say that he had found it.
that night, jamil viper had noticed your necklace was missing a mere five minutes after it vanished from your neck. it took him the whole night to find it, inconspicuously searching the floor and telling lingering students to get up so he can "fix the pillows."
the chain must have gotten tugged on during some game you were playing that night and snapped, sending the chain and pendant flying in different directions, because he found the silver trail hanging off one of the lanterns strung on the ceiling.
its small size aside, the crimson gem was much more difficult to find amidst the rich decorations of the dormitory. the multitudes of colors, patterns, and textures made it almost impossible to spot, but he had found it nestled in the central medallion of the ornate carpets in the lounge, hiding in plain sight. no one was around to see the puerile grin growing on his face moments later, realizing he could drag this out for a little while longer.
you toss a throw blanket with more force than necessary, nearly whipping a passerby in the process. you were becoming desperate now. jamil could tell by the panicked look in your eye, the way your fingers would twitch as if wanting to reach for a necklace to fiddle with, only to remember that it wasn't there.
shooting jamil another look, you snap, "c'mon jamil, are you really just gonna stand there?"
"yes," he replies, but he gets on his hands and knees anyway and begins to feel the spaces between the seat pillows you have yet to turn over.
four seconds later, jamil pulls out your necklace from between the cushions (which he had actually pulled out from his pocket), declaring that he had found the necklace.
you take one look at the chain dangling innocently from his fingertips and nearly weep with a conglomerate of disbelief and relief.
he laughs as you practically lunge for your jewelry. his hand moves up and out of your reach. his grin grows wider. "if you care about something, you should hold onto it."
you cross your arms. "yes, yes, yes. i know."
"do you?"
"i do," you say, fingers twitching again. "can you give it to me?"
"no." jamil's smile sheds its coyness. an ecdysis for something inexplicably softer that emerges without regard for who is there to see. "i'll help you put it on," he says, gesturing for you to turn around.
you oblige.
with the softest of touches, jamil loops your necklace around your neck and clips it, knowing that if you care about someone, you should hold onto them too.
a/n: lmk what other character's you'd like to see!
A hajidere becomes extremely shy and embarrassed when it comes to romance. They panic easily, overthink every interaction, and become flustered by even the smallest displays of affection.
── .ಇ You aren't shy in everyday life, but the moment the possibility of romance enters the picture, your brain completely short-circuits. The System says a confession event is approaching? Suddenly you're late for a very important (not)date on the other side of campus!
Kichidere (規律デレ)
A kichidere expresses affection through rules, structure, and guidance. Rather than openly admitting their feelings, they show love by worrying about someone's wellbeing and helping them maintain order in their life.
── .ಇ Riddle may scold you for skipping meals, staying up too late, or running across campus without taking breaks, but every criticism comes from a place of genuine care. The more he likes someone, the more involved he becomes in their daily routine.
Itazurakko (いたずらっ子)
An itazurakko loves teasing the person they care about. They enjoy provoking reactions, making jokes, and finding creative ways to get attention.
── .ಇ Ace constantly keeps conversations going long after tutoring sessions end and takes great pleasure in making you flustered. Unfortunately, his teasing usually hides genuine affection.
Jendere (ジェンデレ)
A jendere is kind, honest, and wholeheartedly devoted to helping the person they love. They naturally prioritize their happiness and wellbeing above everything else.
── .ಇ Deuce always offers to carry books, walk you to the bus stop, and help with anything you need. Even when he becomes embarrassed, his sincerity never wavers.
Darudere (ダルデレ)
A darudere appears lazy, unmotivated, and indifferent, but becomes much softer around someone they genuinely care about.
── .ಇ Leona constantly tells you to slow down, take naps, and stop stressing over schedules. While he acts like nothing bothers him, he quietly watches over the people important to him.
Smugdere
A smugdere is playful, confident, and loves acting clever around the person they like. They enjoy teasing others but secretly treasure their relationships.
── .ಇ Ruggie never misses an opportunity to joke, negotiate, or turn situations to his advantage. However, beneath all the laughter is someone incredibly loyal and hardworking.
Rindere (凛デレ)
A rindere maintains a composed, elegant, and intellectual image while struggling to express vulnerable emotions.
── .ಇ Azul would much rather offer you a contract than admit he enjoys your company. His feelings often hide behind business proposals, politeness, and carefully crafted excuses.
Sadodere (サドデレ)
A sadodere enjoys teasing, observing, and occasionally tormenting the person they care about—but never with malicious intent.
── .ಇ Jade finds your reactions endlessly fascinating and takes great joy in making you nervous. The more comfortable he becomes, the more playful his mischief grows.
Teasedere
A teasedere openly shows affection through playful behavior and constant attention.
── .ಇ Floyd loves dragging you into whatever interests him at the moment and giving you embarrassing nicknames. His emotions are unpredictable, but his attachment is always obvious.
Deredere (デレデレ)
The classic romantic archetype. A deredere is cheerful, affectionate, and completely honest about caring for others.
── .ಇ Kalim never hides how much he enjoys spending time with you. He wants everyone around him to be happy and naturally includes you in everything he does.
Hinedere (ひねデレ)
A hinedere is cynical, guarded, and reluctant to trust others, but gradually opens up over time.
── .ಇ Jamil notices your exhaustion long before anyone else, though he rarely expresses concern directly. His affection appears through actions rather than words.
Himedere (姫デレ)
A himedere carries themselves with confidence, elegance, and high standards. They expect excellence from both themselves and the people around them.
── .ಇ Vil pushes you to take better care of yourself because he genuinely wants you to thrive. His demanding nature comes from a place of affection and admiration.
Nijidere (虹デレ)
A nijidere sees beauty and romance in everything around them. They love passionately and express their admiration openly and dramatically.
── .ಇ Rook finds even the smallest details about you fascinating and worthy of praise. Every interaction becomes poetry in his eyes.
Dere-tsun (デレツン)
Unlike a tsundere, who starts cold before becoming affectionate, a dere-tsun begins warm and caring but occasionally acts prickly or defensive out of embarrassment.
── .ಇ Epel genuinely likes helping others and wants to be dependable, but his pride gets in the way whenever someone calls him cute or questions his masculinity. He may grumble and deny things, but his affection is never truly hidden.
Hikikomori Utsudere
An utsudere struggles with low self-esteem and often assumes the worst about themselves, while a hikikomori prefers isolation and avoids social interaction.
── .ಇ Idia genuinely believes he's an NPC in everyone else's story and panics whenever conversations become too personal. Yet the more comfortable he grows, the more enthusiastic and affectionate he becomes.
Kuudere (クーデレ)
A kuudere appears calm, reserved, and emotionally distant, but possesses deep feelings beneath the surface.
── .ಇ Malleus rarely expresses excitement outwardly, though he treasures every interaction he shares with you. His quiet nature often makes his affection even more meaningful.
Dandere (ダンデレ)
A dandere is naturally quiet, soft-spoken, and reserved, but becomes more expressive around people they trust.
── .ಇ Silver may struggle to communicate his feelings directly, but his actions always speak for him. His loyalty and kindness remain constant, even when words fail.
𝓡eaction to their beloved wearing "𝑙𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢" jeans <33 .
·˚ ༘ 𝓕eaturing ; trey, leona, floyd, vil, cater !
˗ˏˋ ꒰ ✉︎ ꒱ ˎˊ˗ WARNING; minors do not interact !!
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.𖥔 ݁ ˖ 𝒯rey !
doesn't take trey long to notice, when he unzips your jeans he blinks once, twice—and chuckles lightly into your ear. his eyes linger too long for you to not notice, and you blushes slightly.
"well...that's one way to get a guy's attention~"
he gently hooks his fingers between your belt loops and pulls them further apart, and down your thighs, to get a better view of your underwear as well.
your back arches slightly above the bed sheets.
"i'd say i am pretty lucky~"
his smile is warm, but the faint pink dusting his cheeks gave him away. he absolutely felt like the luckiest man on earth when he kissed you and pulled your pants down further.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ℒeona !
he laughs, not judgemental, but amused. he pulls the zipper down all the way and caresses the text with his fingers, your hips jerk at his touch.
his eyes sharpened with lust as he leaned over, breath hot against your skin as he whispered. "i am a lucky man, aren't i?"
he teases the waistband of your panties and hooks a finger under them to slap them back against your skin, biting your lip to not let out a noise.
when you innocently ask him what he thinks of them, he groans, "don't act dumb."
a large hand settles on the back of your waist, fingers finding their way down your pants all while still straddling over you.
"you're just asking for trouble, aren't ya?" despite the teasing, leona loved it. only he can see these panties and he keeps it in the back of his mind until the end of the day.
may or may not gag you with them as well, hey you didn't hear it from me.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ℱloyd !
floyd was already kissing you when he pushed you down to the bed, gently but also a tad bit on the rough side. his lips dance over yours as his fingers fumbled with your belt and when he zips down your jeans...he paused.
his fingers flutter over your panties and he looked down to see the text, just by the zipper.
he blinks once, until suddenly bursting out into amused laughter.
"BWAHHA!! lucky me, huh?" he happily sighs, fingers pulling your pants down as he leans over and kisses your neck.
"i'm keeping you forever, my lucky girl~"
he doesn't stop kissing your neck, in fact he kisses down your stomach and bites your skin just over your waistband.
he caresses your thighs, pulling down your panties slowly all while still looking at you, "let's see how long my luck lasts, yah baby?"
.𖥔 ݁ ˖ 𝒱il !
he gives you a long, measured look. like he was expecting this is something you would do. when he sees the text, he rubs your sides up and down and keep you pinned under him.
"well, i have to admit." vil spoke with elegance, no hint of embarrassment to be found. "they suit you quite well~"
his lips curl into an amusing smile. his fingers dance over your skin and down your panties to tease them, "you're a cheeky little girl, aren't you?"
he leans down to kiss you, all the while pulling your panties down along with your jeans and lets your back arch to help him.
he's not, in no way, upset about reading the text. in fact, he's glad he gets to be the only one allowed to see you like this—to know that he is the only lucky guy who will get his hands on you.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖ 𝒞ater !
absolutely LOVES it. he loves it so much he stops mid flirt to go goo-goo-ga-ga over it. he likes it's so hot, he has a goofy smile on his face while whipping out his phone.
"damn, baby. i didn't know you were flirty like that~ it's kinda hot, actually! you have to let me post this, you're going to get so many views<3 !!"
of course, he won't post anything without your permission, but that doesn't mean he's making an entire album with just you.
"i guess i am a lucky guy, huh? well, it's obvious to others when they see me kiss you, but damn this just makes me wanna fuck you ever more~"
you pull his hair at his comment and he will laugh, leaning in for a playful kiss until it turned messy and a night you'll never forget.
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