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Dating Headcanons: Idia Shroud

┆ ° ♡ • ➵ ✩ ◛ ° So sorry for the lack of posting and activity! the semester is ending and i've just been having massive writers block recently. I started this headcanons back in the midst of October, well, now its late November. Requests are currently open, I need some inspiration or prompts right now. Some of these are generic Idia headcanon's so, beware! + not proofread (P.S thank you for 40 followers!)

He is an incredibly jealous person. He probably gatekeeps you. He’s not the type to say anything, let alone do anything when he sees someone, whether it be a friend or an acquaintance but when you turn your back, in his mind he’s currently berating himself or nit-picking the other person. Perhaps both. He's muttering under his breath, quiet enough you can't really decipher he's saying; but enough to know he's talking about you. Either way, he’s 100% a nonsharer in the yumeshipping universe. At least with you he is. 

Let’s not forget he feels absolutely undeserving of you. Of course he would. He’s the textbook definition of a hikkikomori. You could have anyone in the world, so why him? He finds himself staying up with this question a lot. Especially in the beginning of your relationship with him. He feels incredibly guilty. I see him struggling with doubt when you first date him. After all, what if this was some sort of elaborate prank on him? As a result, he's extremely hesitant at first, even if he agreed to dating you.

Honestly? Idia is very touch starved. If you consider his major isolation, he probably just gives himself a hug to feel something. However, he’d never realized he had been so touch starved until he met you. Even when you brush your shoulders or hands against his just makes his heart skip a bit. He would never ask for affection, just hope you’d read his mind. But Idia isn't a fan of PDA, not at all. He doesn't like how it "draws attention". Though, I find him holding your hand if he finds himself jealous with another person, or he'd cling onto you like you're some safety net when he feels anxious amongst big, bustling crowds that overstimulate him.

He would also be into praising. Not those half-assed compliments like: “You’re amazing!”. But he’s absolutely into through complimenting that praises him from head to toe; such as, “Idia you’re an amazing person, you know that? You’re so-” then you go into such specific details about what you like about him. It boosts his ego, by like- a lot. He’ll repeat it like a mantra. It makes him so giddy that it makes his whole day. He will never forget the words you’ll say.

In the beginning, Idia is extremely passive. He doesn’t initiate at all, I’d also feel like he’d have trouble reciprocating. Sure, he has years of experience for romance with the amount of media he consumes starting with romance anime to otome games. However, when he’s confronted by it? He freezes up; he doesn’t know how to respond. Though, later on your relationship, he learns to become more assertive and reciprocative as he grows more comfortable with you.

You'll be constantly pursuing him at first, honestly? Dating Idia might be draining at first. You'd be initiating 90% while he reciprocates with 10%. It's somewhat toxic at first (I find it more realistic tbh) but trust me, Idia loves you hard, appreciative of everything you do for him. However, his negative mindset overtakes him easily without Ortho or yourself giving reassurance. Theres so many “what ifs” and scenarios he puts into his head, he ends up doing nothing as a result.

He enjoys giving gifts and keeps in mind what you like or don’t like. This is only exclusive to the people he cares about or extremely fond of by the way, which isn’t many. Make sure you express your gratitude by telling how nice the gift is, indirectly though, otherwise he’d get too flustered or overthink that you’re being ingenuine about it.

He associates items with you, a lot. He finds himself looking back on a game you played once before, maybe less than an hour. He’s not one to admit he’s a sentimental person, though, his actions speak louder. He’s one to keep every single thing that you’ve given him. From big extravagant gifts to small, unperfected paper crafts or origami. Hell, he’s the type to look back at nonsensical doodles you were mindlessly creating inside of his notebook or on his tablet.

I feel like Idia wouldn’t hesitate to establish boundaries immediately considering how straightforward he is. (+ he literally tells you to stop and is clearly annoyed when you tap on him too much for one of his voicelines.) The miscommunication trope in fiction absolutely frustrates him to the maximum, so he tries to avoid it as best as he can. But Idia isn’t perfect. As he overthinks every scenario, the miscommunication trope can be inevitable at times.

Given how he’s the literal “Zero to Hero” trope in Book 7, I assume he’d be the type to mindlessly daydream about saving you from some textbook villain. I guarantee you, he’s most definitely pacing around his room, maladaptive daydreaming about you as he listens to music. He does this hours on end until he realizes he stayed up all night thinking about you.

He draws you, could be little portraits about you, or outfits he’d love to see in you. Maybe astonishing scenery with you being the main focus. Unfortunately for you, he keeps it well hidden. It doesn’t matter how good it is, nor how proud he can be about the drawing. He’s just- incredibly embarrassed. Maybe he’ll reveal them after marriage, if you ever do, that is.

Despite how self-aware and an absolute prodigious genius he is, sometimes he'd get so lost into his own work; he outright ignores you. (This also includes how he LITERALLY neglects himself, especially when he's super locked in to making something. Referring to his SR Star Sending Card.) More specifically, he's the type to be dismissive when he's too immersed into a project or videogame.

He's avoidant. I think a lot of people know that. He does it intentionally though. Literally and emotionally. The moment you bat your eyes off him, he's gone! Knowing how Idia is extremely closed off and would rather keep to himself, I'd feel like whenever he's tense or experiencing a depressive episode, he'd more so used to bottling up his emotions, keeping to himself. He's stubborn in a way, refusing to open up even if you demand it. You're better off being patient with him and most importantly, attentive. Sometimes he'd beg you to keep him company, nothing more than that. You can mind your own business, as long as you're in his proximity during these episodes of his. Of course, he'll learn eventually when to open up to you when he's comfortable enough. Give or take more than 7 months bare minimum.

Idia is the type to cringe when he says "I love you". You'll hear him mutter under his breath so fast you can barely decipher then reply "nevermind" when you ask what he was saying. He mumbles how great you are as a person when you're focused on something else. He's much more comfortable to show it than saying it outright. Having trouble with a subject? Don't worry, Idia's got you covered. You're having a study session, catered to your preferred learning study. He'll create new inventions and technology just for your convenience and quality of life. The epitome of a comfortable, cushy life.

[jestknights]

jason todd doodle dump.... figuring out how to draw this guy

[g1oomybell]

new artists guys???? go follow her shes amazing..

HES SO FINE OMGGG i love ur artstyle i couldnnrver ….

[g1oomybell]

little idia shroud doodle i did, took an embarrassing amount of time. maybe an hour or two for such a simply doodle as this.

reblogs are appreciated but please do not reupload my work!

other idia head canons will be uploaded either this or next week. i also might post art of my oc in the later future if i feel like it.

[g1oomybell]

WLW/MLM Angst Potiential Idia Has (I think.) | A (Somewhat) Idia Shroud x Reader Ramble

Book 6 Spoilers, Minor Analysis On Idia Shroud

I remember reading a fanfiction about wlw Idia and there came a part where Idia would have to get into an arranged marriage even if Idia doesn’t even like them, considering he needs to continue his bloodline regardless. Which is kind of sad to think about depending on whatever you can head canon him as. 

Like, imagine having to marry someone who you aren’t remotely attracted to and required to bear their child in the near future to continue your legacy and heck, you might not even be attracted to women (talking about Idia in this case, if you headcanon as such. I think he's bisexual though, but still.)

But what I like to think is that since Ortho gained his own sentience since Book 6, I imagine him taking the role of STYX instead of Idia so then Idia could really do whatever. After all, Idia probably HAD his own aspirations but never attempted since he’s so locked on his own destiny + no hope in pursuing love since he'd expected to have it assigned anyway in the future even though he has some interest in love (playing otome / dating sims).

I wouldn’t blame him for attempting to commit suicide after his overblot either since I’d also find myself incredibly hopeless in his spot (shoutout to Vil though for stopping him and aside from the whole entire dead brother thing. Like yeah, unable to find a suited partner who is able to carry on the Shroud curse? Arranged marriage. Oh? So you have other aspirations? Well the research regarding over blots is a more important priority.

Realistically, I find an arrange marriage more likely to happen after he graduates. He'll go back to the Island of Woe and work in STYX since he rejected all the colleges and internships (forgot which vignette / story where it's said.)

Whether or not you and Idia had an established relationship is up to your imagination, but I find if he was merely crushing then it'll be more tragic, since he would never experienced what he wanted to have.

If he did have a male lover then I'd think Idia would always be yearning for Male!Insert (will be using the word "you" from now on, you can perceive this as WLW if thats you’re head-canon.) but could never get a grasp on you ever again given his circumstances.

So, you will always remain in the back of his mind as you were the person Idia had ever, genuinely liked, instead of a stranger he was forced to marry because of his curse. Sometimes, he'd find himself daydreaming about you, other times, he looks back on memories with you.

Idia would notice random things that would remind him of you or things that you two experienced together like a game. On specific days or specific moods he'd stare at the window longingly, just thinking about you and reminiscing what he couldn't have. He's not the type to bear religious guilt at all nor does he live in a homophobic family, but it's simply because of circumstance, it wasn't meant to be.

Idia is the type to always, and I mean always listen to his brain; the "logical" part of his mind. But his heart remains heavy by the simple thought of you. The thought of the two of you running away together lingered in his mind. But so was the burden and the responsibility of STYX.

I had this thought for a month or two and I had to get it out of my system, it might be a bad take though, sorry if it is. I think some of these ideas work with mlw too, but I had mlm / wlw in mind. I only write gender-neutral for my own sake. I was considering to do something similar regarding this premise but I think using gender-neutral may take away the weight that's given for the idea. I found myself almost writing a fanfiction towards the end and realized I had to stop there because I'd like to keep my work gender-neutral. So I'd rather wait until someone makes a similar premise (please @ me if you do!) Moreover, I feel like this could be somewhat flexible where it becomes a consensual lavender marriage. (AKA by documentation, married. In reality? They have their own people they liked but due to circumstance, an arranged marriage had to happen.)

Oh and good news, I managed to bypass the school network since they blocked Tumblr on my laptop. It was a bit of a hassle to break through the protection wall but I persisted. Just recently broke my foot though but don't worry, I will post more fanfictions in the near future too. Still burnt out from finishing so many WIPs last month though.

Shout out to @undeadjunko she’s amazing and she (kinda) helped me develop this idea a bit more! ^^

[undeadjunko]

Idia shroud old + current design/ style

[g1oomybell]

One Last Halloween With You

Summary: Skully J Graves commemorates time with you, desiring to spend time with you once more before he loses it all.

Genderneutral, no use of Y/N, can be seen as romantic or platonic, slightly bittersweet, spoilers for the nightmare before christmas event, 1200+ word.

The lanterns swayed gently in the wind, their candlelight washing the cobblestone streets in shades of gold and orange. The autumn wind carried the faint scent of smoke and caramel sweeping through, sweeping through the busy streets of Uzumimura (1) and beside you, Skully J Graves. His hands were behind his back, the faint glow of the lanterns tracing the edges of his sharp smile. He looked like he’d stepped straight out of an old memory, yet somehow unbearably distant. 

You slowed your pace to match his, watching the way the festival lights reflected in his eyes. “You always know the best places to go,” you said.

He smiled faintly. “I grew up here after all.”

There was a strange softness in his voice, the kind that made you wonder just how many Halloween’s he’d seen pass through this little town. The crowd ahead was lively. Children chasing each other in costumes, merchants calling out over the chatter, and paperbats swaying from their strings above the rooftops. 

Skully moved through it all with confidence, slipping between conversations and laughter like he belonged to every story being told that night. People greeted him with fond smiles and easy words. Returning every greeting with a wave, but each time he turned away, there was a brief flicker of stillness in his expression.

He stopped beneath one of the trees, the crimson leaves drifting down like sparks around him. For a moment, neither of you said anything. The quiet felt heavy, not uncomfortable in particular but rather- full of things unsaid.

Skully tilted his head back, staring up through the branches of the silver moon caught between them.

“You know,” he began softly, his voice nearly lost to the rustling leaves, “I’ve always loved Halloween. The scares, the tricks but..” He paused, his grind faltered. “... this year felt a lot more special.”

You turned toward him, searching his face. “Really? How?”

You felt like you already knew the answer but you wanted to hear from him.

He chuckled, but there wasn’t much joy in it. “Because I know it’s the last one- I mean, the last Halloween I’ll spend with you.”

Your breath was caught. The words felt like the chill of autumn itself, beautiful, but fleeting. Before you could say anything, the wind stirred again, and with it came the faint sound of busy laughter fading down the street, the festival beginning to thin, the night growing heavier. Skully’s eyes lingered on the flickering lanterns.

“Guess it’s almost time,” he murmured.

You took a step closer, “Time for what?”

His grin returned, but it trembled. “For my story to end, where yours keeps on going.”

Before you could respond, the air shimmered. Slowly unraveling color and sound. The streets of Uzumimura began to blur, lanterns stretching into ribbons of light, laughter dissolving into a hollow echo. You reached out instinctively, but your hand passed through the cool night air.

“Thank you,” he said. “For giving me one more Halloween worth remembering.”

Then he faded.

When you open your eyes, you appear in Foothill Town. A faint smell of burnt pumpkin candle wax lingered in the air, though no one could remember why. 

Sebek blinked, looking around with mild confusion. “This is… Foothill Town?”

Jamil folded his arms, brows furrowed. “We were here for the used book market, weren’t we?”

Azul nodded slowly, “Yes, but… it feels like something else happened”

Jade’s usual calm expression flickered with uncertainty. “I remember laughter. Lanterns. Perhaps? But it’s vague- Like a dream.”

You hesitated, searching your own mind. “I felt like I did something- something important. But… I can’t remember what.”

The group exchanged uncertain glances, but the fog in your memories refused to clear. The fragments of warmth, of light, of a voice are all gone before you could grasp them.

“Well,” Leona sighed, straightening his collar, “Whatever it was, it’s over now. We should return to the campus.”

Everyone agreed. And so, together, you made your way back to Night Raven College, the sound of your footsteps echoing faintly against the stone path. When you reach the gate, you happen to cross with headmaster Crowley. His usual flair is on full display.

“Welcome back my dear students!” Crowley announced cheerfully, balancing something large and wrapped in cloth under his arm. “Why, all of you traveling together, how touching! Is it a miracle? I hope you guys enjoyed yourself well!”

The group groaned in unison. But your attention was caught on what he was carrying. “Headmaster,” you asked, “what’s that?”

He beamed. “Ah! I found this while cleaning out one of the storage rooms. A very old portrait- quite the rare treasure!”

He pulled away the cloth, revealing a canvas dulled with age. The paint was cracked, but the figure it depicted remained clear: a white-haired boy wearing some glasses and a grin that seemed alive.

“This,” Crowley declared proudly, “is Skully J Graves! A graduate of Night Raven College from several centuries ago! It’s said he was the one who transformed Halloween from a small town into a celebration known across Twisted Wonderland!” 

He smiled, brushing the dust from the frame. “Some even call him the King of Halloween.

The others leaned in curiously, murmuring among themselves.

Something inside you twisted painfully. You didn’t even recognize the man. Not his name, not his face, but your heart gave a small inexplicable ache. You didn’t know why your eyes burned or why your throat felt tight. 

You stared longer than the others.

His grin looked… kind. Familiar, somehow- but every time you tried to remember why, the thought slipped away like mist. 

Grim tugged at your sleeve. “You okay? You look weird.” 

You blinked and forced a small smile. “Yeah. Just- tired.”

You turn to leave, and the group follows, the sound of their voices fading down the corridor.  Behind you, the portrait remained; a boy with pale hair and eyes full of mischief, captured forever in stillness. The sunlight fell across his face, soft and fleeting. And though you would never remember him, a tear slipped down your cheek without you knowing why.

Later that night, as you lay in bed staring at the ceiling, that hollow ache in your chest lingered like a name you’d once whispered in another life. When you finally sleep, the wind carries the faintest echo of laughter. It was soft and distant, but it brushed against your dreams like a memory trying to reach you. 

You didn’t stir. 

Skully sat perched on a tree branch beneath a sky of drifting leaves, watching the world below. The laughter, the lanterns, and the students who had long forgotten his name. It was the same Halloween he once knew, only brighter, louder, alive without him.

“They’ve forgotten,” he said, his voice barely more than a breath. Then, softer, a faint smile surviving his lips, “... But they still miss me.”

The wind caught his words and carried them into the night. Silence followed. Gentle, endless. Only the faint scent of caramel and smoke lingered, clinging to the autumn hair like a memory that refused to die.

(1): Uzumimura is considered his home town I think? At least on the Twisted Wonderland Wiki / JP version it says. However it can also be considered Halloween Town I think. I’m not sure lol.

I kinda rushed it in the midst of it, trying to get this out on the day of Halloween stressed me out badly. As of right now, I am sick so I really had to push myself to do this. Currently this is the longest fanfic I ever did so I changed it into smaller text (I also like the presentation of it so I might keep it like this for future fanfiction.

The only inaccuracy is how the world fades instead of you hopping inside the tomb like the original but I think I did well enough with merging the new Skully card with the Nightmare Before Christmas event story. The last one is Malleus, after that, then this little Halloween October series will come to a close. anyways as you can tell im really really tired sorry for the imrpoper typing.

[g1oomybell]

Hello! I really like the aesthetic of your profile! Could you tell me how you do the color gradient on the letters? ໒꒰ྀི๑ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ๑꒱ྀིა

Hello, thank you for your message! I put a lot of time and effort in all my covers and assets so I am happy you enjoy my layout ^^

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first date drabble! 𐔌՞. .՞𐦯

first post lokwey nervous asf but like yes okay finally posting!! also before you scroll and are a leona fan/yume I NEVER WRITE X READER FOR HIM OKAY PRE WARNING OF THE DISSAPOINTMENT OF LEONA X YUUSONA OKAY its hard being a riako okay chat,,,

gn! reader x (most all except leona) housewardens on first date!

Riddle Rosehearts

-`♡´- In my heart I could see Riddle liking a museum date because that is least likely to go haywire 1, it's a safe choice and I feel like he would be somewhat nervous about a first date since there are literally no rules in dating!!

-`♡´- What kind of museum specifically; I feel like an arboretum one specifically where you guys could do fun first date things like holding each other's hands and just enjoy the scenery together whilst possibly getting to catch a glimpse of hedgehogs

-`♡´- Afterwards, Riddle would take you out for a treat at a place you both like and the afternoon would probably end with him walking you back to your dorm with grim already trying to ragebait him even though its only been less than 5 seconds of him being at ramshackle

Leona Kingscholar

⋆.𐙚 ̊ Leona would try to impress Kay because he has taken notice of how he will know that she’s approaching, for the numerous trinkets on her bag give it away. So, the best bet would probably be a shopping date in his eyes.

⋆.𐙚 ̊ They go to numerous stores and he just starts picking up blindboxes that shes touched and seemed to show interest in, and when she catches him he immediately is met with a sigh and “you don't need to buy me trinkets I have the money for”, to only be met with “let me spoil you herbivore”.

⋆.𐙚 ̊ It escalates into her not even picking up for looking at anything in the stores that they wander into until she finds matching little cat figure blindboxes, which results in him letting her buy those two blindboxes for them

⋆.𐙚 ̊ They go back to his dorm for an unboxing and when they open their matching mofusand figures together they end up getting the ones the other wanted. They switch and when Kay is being walked back to Ramshackle to check on grim, Leona only realizes then that what he thought were matching bracelets for Kay to the necklaces he bought her, was matching necklaces for her and that pesky cat grim!

Azul Ashengrotto

⋆˚꩜｡ I feel like Azul is a total dork when it comes to dating and would try to impress you with a top tier experience of the monstro lounge vip section with nothing but the best service to ever offer!

⋆˚꩜｡ Until the leech twins decide to have other plans..

⋆˚꩜｡ At first its smooth sailing, Azul is being a charmer while the perfect lighting covers you both in a perfect alluring way. When Jade comes over to give you your drink orders, Floyd follows behind him and gives you a ‘special addition’ which is just some odd experimental syrup jade brewed up. You try it and try to hide how awful it tastes and floyd of course notices, “Eh?~ You don't like it? Awww Azul, your little sweetheart doesn't enjoy your fancy drinks!”

⋆˚꩜｡  Azul tries to quietly scold Floyd quietly but his teasing just gets louder making all of the vip lounge turn over and look. In return Azul gets flustered and starts overcompensating and even ends up knocking over a dish himself!

⋆˚꩜｡ Finally when Azul is calming down at the end of your dinner date Jade brings the check in early and the total is obscenely high. You’re over here laughing awkwardly while Azul is like: “Jade…We have a system..” and then Jade acts like it's nothing and just responds with "Don't worry, it's just money, isn't it?”  Azul ends up losing it once more for a moment, his businessman mask slipping and Floyd catches on the sight which elicits some chuckles from both of the leech twins. 

⋆˚꩜｡  You end up comforting Azul in the end that it "wasn't that bad” and Azul is internally vowing to never let either of the leech twins within 10 meters of his love life ever again.

Kalim Al-Asim

⋆˙⟡  For Kalim I feel like he would want to do a surprise for you both! You would show up with something normal only for Kalim to offer you on a magic carpet ride. You guys end up flying all across campus and get people to watch from above while going at a rather high speed that kind of makes you question ‘why did I say yes to a magic carpet ride?’

⋆˙⟡  I feel like he would want to show off and try to do some tricks. He would probably almost drop you off the carpet a few times while you are clinging for dear life but it's all a part of the fun! “C’mon trust me! I’ve got you!”

⋆˙⟡ Jamil is trailing behind you guys in utter exhaustion making sure Kalim doesn't accidentally kill you two. But it ends with you guys laughing, for you guys ended up in the sand of Scarabia, with wind tossed hair and Kalim Beaming upon how fun it was!

Vil Shoenheit

⊹ ࣪ ˖ I could imagine Vil wants something more private and intimate because he's a model and actor so he wants something like a first date to be meaningful! So the best thing I could think of is Vil renting out a private dining room at an exclusive restaurant. It's all candlelit, crystal, and white roses and he is dressed to kill. He carefully curated the lighting beforehand so the both of you would look and feel perfect!

⊹ ࣪ ˖ The date starts flawlessly; I mean elegant conversation, subtle touches of affection, and soft classical music. Although, you can tell through his facade that he is tense. He keeps glancing toward the frosted glass doors, worried if somebody might recognize him and snap a photo. You reassure him that he doesn't have to be Vil Schoenheit right now, just Vil, and you're met with a soft laugh. You even notice the light softness in his once controlled posture. 

⊹ ࣪ ˖ The night ends with him taking a selfie of the both of you, not for the public, but just for himself. “Some things don’t need to be seen by everyone. This one’s mine.” But I'm a sucker for things going downhill, so a fan does recognize him, tries to approach, and Vil whisks you out early. He's apologetic, but the escape ends in the car with you feeding him a chocolate with him saying; “maybe privacy isn't about where we are, but it's about who I’m with."

Idia Shroud

.⋆♱ I am SICK AND TIRED OF THESE GAMING FIRST DATE IDEAS AS A IDIA YUME! GIVE ME SOMETHING NEW INSTEAD OF THE SAME COPY AND PASTE  GAMING DATE!!

.⋆♱ Okay, but back to the drabble I could imagine you dragging Idia out to a cat cafe, it's the perfect blend of quiet, actually getting outside, and coziness of his room that he already is missing. 

.⋆♱ He's visibly glitching in the doorway, pink hair tips are flickering because there's a few other people there, yet he's met with a cat that immediately curls up against his legs and when he finally sits down it is stuck to him like glue. “It… chose me…? W-wait, does this mean I'm its owner now???”

.⋆♱ He slowly relaxes, whispering nerdy nicknames for each cats, “That one’s basically skitty 2.0) and you can tell he is actually enjoying himself. Then one cat steals his scrunchie and another is climbing up on his hoodie. From all of this sudden attention from numerous cats he is panicking and ends up knocking over his drink. Cue a total meltdown which has his fumbling for napkins, profusely apologizing to the staff, as he looks mortified. “ I am so dead chat..”

.⋆♱ You just help him clean up and point out how sweet he looks when he panics. His hair embers literally turn PINK. On the way out the cafe gives him a loyalty card for coming back and he keeps it like it is a treasure.

Malleus Draconia

⋆˚✿˖° For Malleus I could imagine he takes you out for something poetic like a twilight stroll through the woods. Okay this man is a yearner and wants it to be as beautiful and memorable as possible! He doesn't need grand gestures unlike some of the other housewardens, just your company. 

⋆˚✿˖° When you guys start getting deeper into the woods and see fireflies appear, he will idly enchant them into little swirling constellations. It's rather quiet except for the crickets and glow of the green light. He’ll tell you about some stories from Briar Valley, like a hc i personally like how faes used to believe that if you walked with someone under enchanted light, your souls would recognize each other

⋆˚✿˖°. One of his spells goes a little too well, and suddenly you're surrounded by a small storm of magic, yet it's beautiful, full of glowing vines and floating petals. You're both giggling as he tries to dispel it and for once you catch him flustered. “Ah– perhaps my magic was a touch… eager.” When it finally settles, he gingerly offers his hand once more, “Shall we continue my dear? I promise to be much more careful this time.” 

⋆˚✿˖° It ends with him walking you back to ramshackle, with a tiny cluster of enchanted fireflies following you to your door, a quiet promise that he’ll always be near. 

lowkey nervous for my first actual post,,,,

[g1oomybell]

Your Pulse, My Curse, Our Forever.

Summary: A curse, a heartbeat, and the boy who wished he could hit reset. Only to learn some loops never end.

Vignette

Warning: Book 6 spoilers, angst, overblot, self-sacrifice, implied su1c1de,

They say every curse demands a heartbeat.

Yours just happens to match his. 

Idia Shroud had long since learned to live like a ghost. Breathing, but never living. Speaking, but never connecting. Ever since his brother’s death, the world had become something he only observed through a flickering screen. Safety was isolated. Distance was controlled. An absolute recluse who sought no interaction with others since then. 

He told himself that his curse, his “gift” was the reason to stay away. It was safer for everyone if he remained alone in his room behind the blue glow of his monitors.

But then there was you. 

You, who didn’t look at him with any contempt in your eyes. 

You, who welcomed him in with a warm heart.

You, whose heartbeat somehow aligned with his; unwanted, undeserved, yet fated. 

He never meant to drag you into his curse

He never meant to let it tie you so deeply to him that even the gods above couldn’t tell where he ended and you began.

To hell with the Shrouds, he thought.

To hell with this family of burdens and ghosts, with the chains disguised as blessings.

If he hadn’t been born with this cursed soul… Maybe- just maybe, this would’ve never happened.

Your body was still.

Unmoving.

Your pulse, a whisper.

Your skin pale, smeared with soot and blood, your uniform torn and stained beyond recognition. 

He fell to his knees beside you, trembling hands reaching but never quite daring to touch. His flames dimmed, flickering violently as if even his own magic mourned you.

“This is my fault,” he whispered, voice cracking like static. “I told you to stay away. I told you- I-”

But you never listened. You never listened. 

You stayed. You reached for him. You saved him from himself, even when it cost you your life.

And now, as the overblot consumed the world in black fire, Idia understood the cruel symmetry of it all.

Every curse demands a heartbeat.  Yours had always been his. 

He pressed his forehead to yours, tears burning trails down his face he whispered your name– again, and again, until it lost all meaning.

If this was what it took to be close to you…

Then let the curse take him, too.

Let the world end with your heart against his.

Yours, his– bound forever.

Hello! I wanted to do something different with my writing style. Also, was getting tired of writing other characters after yes, two fanfics. This didn't take too long as I anticipated, nor it is apart of the scenario series; but the 12AM inspiration made me make this. I need to stop pushing myself to do this even though I find a lot of fun, I keep saying "hi yall, sorry might be late with updates!!" But the moment it comes to Idia Shroud I'm writing as fast as I can- coming up with ideas on the spot.

Dividers by kodaswrld and cafekitsune

[g1oomybell]

Misc. Headcanons: Idia Shroud

Guys senioritis is hitting and I'm avoiding to do work so enjoy some head canons for Idia Shroud. A lot of these are pretty self-indulgent but keep in mind this is all fun! + cat stickers made by takawoyu

Romance and crushing hcs will be posted later this month or next month.

Regarding my little October series, I fear I might have to cut some characters due to time constraints and physical concerns. Azul, Vil, and Kalim will be exempt from the scenario series; however, I plan to do hcs for them to try to make it up. Apologize once again.

101% runs Linux on his PC. More specifically, Arch Linux. Given the flexibility and freedom in the system to give him some control in his life with his uncontrollable fate.

Refuses to run Windows what-so-ever. Will DOG on it any time he gets a chance to. Will also mention how he uses Linux out of no where btw.

DIE HARD FAN OF UMA MUSUME: PRETTY DERBY it's a game and related to RNG. Something he enjoys as the whole entire gameplay is luck-based (and decision-making, until Practice Poor and Night Owl comes in your career run constantly.) His favorites? Probably characters who play in the cool, calm collected type similar to the knightly trope he loves so much. I think Oguri Cap or Orverfe would be good contestants. (He'd like Mihono Bourbon due to her tech-like aesthetic and design too, maybe.) He'd also donate grass to the real life horses too, like some other fans.

Used to be a Genshin loyalist up until Natlan dropped and went back into playing Wuthering Waves since he thought Natlan was so dislikable. Never went back ever again. Now? He's an absolute Kurobot. Acknowledges it and shamelessly glazes the game to no end.

Does a deep analysis of WHY Genshin Impact sucks and barely mentions the things he just- doesn’t like.

Would probably sue Genshin Impact for implementing Flins and flabbergasted when he was released. (However if he isn't a WuWa/PGR loyalist, would probably be super stoked) Possibly developed an inferiority complex over him too because he's super cool and aura farms. Idia however? Well. He finds cool sticks and swings them around. (Referring to Vargas Training Camp)

Had both an Undertale and Danganronpa phase and made fandom jokes left and right. However, unlike most players, he played both games. + He's still in the Touhou fandom. Owns an abundance of FUMOS.

Was a devoted Love Live fan up until its downfall. (RIP)

Not a fan of cozy games but Stardew Valley was the exception. What kept him in was the modding community and the opportunities, alongside flexibility with modding Stardew Valley.

Watches trash isekai all the time and reads manhwa regression slop. Talks about how bad it is > continues to watch > empty hole of nothingness when he's all caught up > cycle repeats.

Indie game lover and connoisseur! Browsed on Itch.io just to find underground and underappreciated games for hours.

Considering how he works a lot with technology and metal, I assume he's good at hands-on stuff. I mean, he DOES make his own PC's after all; tweaked and created a lot of electronic devices too.

Preferred Gundam over Transformers, Digimon over Pokemon (This controversy in 2025? I know, but Digimon: Story Time Stranger. Guys. Hear me out. Also, just don't like Game Freak so there's bias here.)

[g1oomybell]

your writing is so good i really love your leona hallow's eve piece. chefs kiss

AAA thank you so much anon! This means a lot to me given how underwhelming I thought it was; I was worried if I mischaracterized him in anyway, as I am the most familiar with writing Idia's character.

People like you encourage me to keep on going with writing :) your comment is much appreciated.

[g1oomybell]

An All Hallows Eve With You

Summary: It’s the day before Halloween. The Savanaclaw dorm revels with laughter and firelight. Yet, a well-familiar beastman keeps to himself. You and Leona know each other well. It is up to you to perceive whether you are friends, dating, or something else.

The Savanaclaw dorm was louder than usual that night. The raucous laughter and the crackling of the bonfire outside echo faintly through the stone walls; celebration and mischief in the air.

But Leona’s room was like an island apart. Lit with a flicker of a single lantern. You find him laying on his bed, as always with his arm over his eyes; his tail flicking lazily. He doesn’t stir when you walk in. 

“You’re skipping the festivities” You murmur, closing the door behind you.

“Tch. Don’t see the point of dressing up. Half of the school’s already jumpy around me as is.” He replied, voice muffled by his arm. 

You smile softly, setting a small pumpkin shaped pastry on the table. A peace offering or maybe an excuse to be near him. He doesn’t look at it. You know he probably won’t eat it either. You sit beside him anyway.

Outside, someone howls, laughter or perhaps a ghostly echo. The silence between the two of you hums, alive and waiting. Until Leona shifts, lowering his arm, eyes half-lidded and impossible to read as the lantern glows.

“You don’t scare easily, huh?” 

“Not really.” You replied.

“Guess that’s why you’re still here.” 

You blink. He’s looking at you now. For once, there’s no teasing or edge in his tone; but a loneliness that sounds all too familiar.You could say something then. You could tell him what’s been weighing in your chest for months. That you wish he’d stop hiding behind that lazy drawl, the desire to see him let down his guard, or to remind him you care.

But you don’t. The words stick, swallowed by the soft crackle of smoke curling through the room. Instead, you lean back, and his tail brushes your wrist. Neither of you move away.

“You say that like you don’t want me around.”

“Didn’t say that.” His tone is flat, but the pause after it says more than he means to. The lantern crackles softly. The scent of smoke and dry grass hangs in the air. 

“Do you ever think,” you murmur, “you make it too easy for people to leave?”

“... People leave no matter what you do.” He turned away, his voice quieter now with a tone that sounded like regret.

His eyelids lower again, and you watch as he drifts somewhere between waking and dreaming. The silence grows soft around you. You rest your hand lightly against his in a show of comfort. Surprisingly, he doesn’t pull away. But when you whisper his name, he pretends to not hear. 

Later that night, when you finally doze beside him, Leona opens his eyes again. The lantern light trembles against his face, turning gold to ash. He watches you for a long while, the rise and fall of your chest, the faint smile still clinging to your life, before he lets his own expression soften. Just barely.

“...Happy Hallow’s Eve.” He whispered under his breath, too quiet for you to catch.

And then he closes his eyes, letting the words vanish with the candlelight, like every other feeling he’ll never say aloud. 

divider created by cafekitsune

Hello everyone, this is part 2 of my little scenario October series. Leona is something I struggle a lot with writing (despite his similarities with Idia). So it took me a while, I attempted to show his issues by using subtext AKA his depression, self-esteem, loneliness, etc. However, I found it underwhelming in the end. Maybe it's my writer's block? I don't know, but I hope you enjoyed it regardless of my dissatisfaction.

Also, another update on my condition. It’s been worsting. I am unable to walk properly due to constant injury. I experience constant pain throughout my body. Updates may reflect my condition. So expect them to be a lot more slower, sorry.

[g1oomybell]

Hi 😊 I haven't had been opening tumblr or writing fics these days (life, yk how it is) but I noticed a tag so I got curious. It's such an honor to be noted as an inspiration, even though I've been gone for years.

Wishing you the best in writing and the best time in the fandom 💖 You're already doing so well! Also your layout is gorgeous!

I did NOT expect you to respond omg 😭 <3

My friend introduced your work to me a while ago and ever since then, I've been a fan. I liked your writing style a lot, mainly because I thought it was refreshing since I was so used to the "y/n" oc-styled writing. Normally, I'd only read whatever character I liked at the time. However, I found myself staying up at night sometimes binge reading or re-reading your works. Reading about characters that I would never thought I'd care for in the first place.

I'm sure a lot of other people share the same sentiment as I do zgvlt! I hope life is treating you well and if not now, then hopefully in the future too <3 you will continue to inspire others even if you have stopped writing :)

[g1oomybell]

Pls more Idia x reader…

Absolutely... Soon, maybe. Depends how I approach my current series as I'm trying to branch out with other characters first. But I guarantee you I will mainly write about Idia out of my own self-interest ^^. I love writing about men who yearn :). Also, don't be afraid to request scenarios or headcanons really! I think it'll be really beneficial.

[g1oomybell]

Watching A Horror Movie With You-Riddle Rosehearts

Scenario: He (probably) never watched a horror movie in his life due to his rough upbringing. But after your efforts, you finally bring him to watch a horror movie with you. And so, as the night unfolds, chaos ensues.

Platonic leaning but you can see it as romantic if you'd like.

It took days to coax Riddle into watching a horror movie with him. After all, horror movies were "unnecessary exposure to incredible violence” as he stated. However, with your persistence and with his curiosity. You had won in the end.

Now, you and Riddle sit right beside each other, popcorn in hand in pure darkness. Nothing else but the light of the TV emits. After hearing Riddle, yes the Riddle Rosehearts had never experienced a horror movie in his life; this opportunity was far too tempting to pass up. His posture was so impeccably straight, his hand folded on his lap, his eyes were fixed on the screen with a sense of caution and composture. 

He glanced at your direction, trying to sound calm though his voice wavered slightly, “So, is this the movie you insisted upon us?” 

You nod in response, “Of course, Riddle. You’re gonna love this, it’s all anyone’s been talking about lately” You turn on the TV and so, the chaos begins. 

To Riddle, it was an absolute freak-show. He’d jump at every sudden noise, then immediately mask it with a critique or lecture; pretending as if he wasn’t startled at all. Each scene became an opportunity for him to “analyze” the movie's poor logic. 

“Thats preposterous!” He exclaimed. “No one in their right mind would go into a basement after hearing that noise!” He stood up abruptly, almost spilling the popcorn to the floor.

You held in your laugh, watching Riddle going back and forth was definitely much more entertaining than the movie itself. As the scenes grew darker and indefinitely gruesome, his criticisms became increasingly dramatic. 

“The lighting is atrocious, how could anyone tell what's happening? And- And the sound design!” He stammers as he points to the TV dramatically,  “Absolutely manipulative! Using noise to frighten their audiences-!” Each outburst was followed by a small flinch or a sharp intake of breath. Trying to remain his refined composure was incredibly challenging. 

Halfway through, he muttered under his breath. “Well, this is educational… in a way of poor decision making..” His face was painted with misery, as if all the life was sucked out of him. 

By the end of it all, he slumped against the couch. His chest rising and falling faster than usual, and his posture was far from the straight-back poise he carried. You could practically see how much effort it took him to maintain his dignity while also visibly shaken. Finally, as the credits rolled, he returned to his former self. His back straightened as he cleared his throat. 

“Well… that was certainly… enlightening.”

You chuckled and slightly nudged him, “You mean, frightening?” 

He gave you a stiff glare, arms crossed.  “I assure you, it was merely educational. Nothing more, nothing less.”

And yet, as he got up to leave; just as he swore that film had no effect on him. He glanced at the TV screen once more. You’d know he’ll have nightmares tonight, but he would never admit that. And honestly? That contradiction made him all more entertaining to watch. 

Part 1 of scenario: Watching A Horror Movie With You This is an eight-part scenario series featuring the dorm leaders and Skully to celebrate the SSR release of his. I plan to make these short, lengthening about 500 words maximum and possibly below that. I'm currently in pain so I don't think I can go beyond that right now, but I was so eager to write I ended up staying awake for hours. I also just wanna get out of comfort zone, I am too used into writing Idia's character and had never bothered to write other characters.

Divider seen above is created by cafekitsune , all covers/banners are created by me ^^

[g1oomybell]

Head Over Heels! Loser In Love!

Summary: After Idia had recoginized his feelings for you, Idia nervously invites you to test out a modded version of a game as an excuse to see you again. Yet through unspoken feelings, you two are still friends.

“Come over to Ignihyde.” Deleted. Too blunt.

“Hey, I need help with a game-mechanic.” Deleted. Lame excuse. 

“Wanna test something on co-op?” He sends, before overthinking again.

When you reply, “I’ll be there in five minutes.” He almost threw his phone at the wall. Five minutes?! That’s not even enough time to hide his snack wrappers or clear the boxes of Precipice-Moirai merchandise inside the closet!

 He sighed hopelessly, distressed by his situation. It wasn’t long ago that he realized his feelings for you, reminding himself to always keep a distance to himself. Yet, he’d find himself missing you for nights without end, keeping himself awake just by the thought of you. 

He sat on the edge of his bed. “... What the hell am I gonna do?” He asked himself as he internally berates his own impulsivity.

By the time you knock, he opens his door, pretending as if he wasn’t just speed-cleaning his whole dorm. His closet is surrounded by boxes filled with different types of merchandise, his bed, unkept. And the floor was still littered with crumbs. 

“...I hope I’m not early?” You replied. Promptly entering his room before Idia closes the door behind you.

“No. You’re exactly.. On time.” He before gesturing to his chair for you to sit in while he stands behind you.

Two monitors faintly glow blue, plastering a co-op lobby screen in front of you. You read the title, "StarCrossed Valley” A farming life simulation game that also works as a semi-dating sim. 

You look at Idia’s direction, “... Isn’t this a single-player game?” You asked.

“Yeah, I modified it a little though. I- uh- modified it where you can co-op the story… It's totally experimental. Yeah, totally for research too.” 

You smiled, “So, I’m your test player?”

He nods, his eyes darting towards you and the screen; like he’s too afraid to stare too long at neither. His heart beat grew louder by the minute to the point he could hear it himself. You were this man’s weakness point. A point so weak that it was dangerous for him to just be around you now. He felt like a lovesick loser in one of his dating games he often played. 

A few minutes pass by, the room filled with a comfortable silence. The clacking of the keyboard with the murmurs of instructions as Idia goes over the modded version of the game; sitting down at the edge of his bed with his tablet in hand. Then, your in-game avatars meet together underneath the pixelated night sky.

‘There’s a new interaction event.” He looked in your direction, “You can either talk to your partner" he mumbles, “... or hold their hand.”

You glance at him, the faint blue light of the monitor hits his face. “Well, what happens if you pick it?” You asked quietly.

His hands hovered over his tablet, “Oh- I didn’t expect you’d ask that.” He sputtered.

“You didn’t?”

“No… Because I already know what I’d choose.” 

You press your key as you can hear the faint tap of his finger pressing his tablet simultaneously. On screen, the two characters hands reach out, meeting each other beneath the stars. 

The room is silent with the faint hum of the PC. He swallowed his tongue, “O-Oh uh, it works."

Smiling, you replied, "Yeah, it does!"

A small tinge of pink appeared at the ends of Idias hair, looking away bashfully with an overwhelming feeling of bewildering happiness stirred within him. The kind he’d only seen in stories and coded into video games. The kind he had never thought to experience before meeting you. Really, how will he handle these feelings with his newfound feelings?

END 

This is my first "x reader" fic. I ended it abruptly because I didn't know how else to end it. I apologize for my bad writing, I'm really bad at narrative pieces like these and more so used to the script-like writings. I attempted to capture his more shy side, trying to dismiss his feelings yet too powerful and overwhelming to contain so occasional slip ups are seen with him. And yes, StarCrossed Valley is just an off-brand of Stardew Valley. But I tweaked it a little in order to make this work. I didn't put too much thought into it and really just wanted to write about Idia Shroud. Also happy first post :), the cover is made by me. It took a while because I'm not the best at aesthetics.