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[jasethegooberton]

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[venuscrashed]

“Get off me,” Leona growled into his pillow as he felt your weight on top of him. It was early in the morning and a Saturday, so Leona was less than happy when you woke him up at 6:00 am just for some affection. He only sighed when he felt your hands wander around his torse and to his chest, right under the opening of his sleep shirt.

“No,” you muttered sleepily as you gave his chest a light squeeze. You didn’t even need to look at him to see the annoyed scowl on his face. “You’re warm…”

“And your hands are freezing, brat.” He huffed quietly but made no move to push you off. Instead, he leaned into your touch and pulled you closer by the sleeve of his your shirt. “You ruined my sleep.”

You only hummed quietly in response, which only made his instincts stir at the familiar vibration against his back. “You’ve had enough sleep,” you turned your head to peek over his shoulder to try and get a glimpse of his face. “For a lifetime, in fact.”

“And I want more,” he growled lowly before opening one of his eyes. He glanced at you for a brief moment before closing it back again with a sigh. “You’re impossible,” he muttered before rolling over.

“Ah!” You suddenly found yourself beneath the beastman. He dropped his entire weight on top of you and tucked his head against your neck like you were some pillow he hugged in his sleep. You tried your best to escape him but that only proved futile when he tugged you back under him effortlessly. “Seriously?”

“Seriously,” he muttered quietly but you can feel him smile against your neck. “Now shut up and go back to sleep,” he ordered sleepily with a nip to your chin. “Brat.”

[muffinthatsimps]

♯ ‘Jade and…?’

Jade Leech x Schoenheit!reader

Warnings!: Jade Leech! fluff<3, Reader is NOT Yuu, Reader can be gn, Night Raven Rumours collection, English is NOT my first language + not proofread.

A/N: I’m trying something new? It’s called ‘Night Raven Rumours’, where the school paper club writes articles about characters and their reader. Oh btw, we can all thank @wifishifey for turning me into a Jade lover <3

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Rumour has it Jade Leech, vice of Octivanelle, is currently with someone? But who is this person? Find out with us, where we present to you, Volume 1 of Night Raven Rumours. Brought to you by the NRC student paper.

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Dearest students of NRC, rumour says that there is a new couple on campus? Starring none other than Octivanelle’s very own Jade Leech.

Now, Jade Leech. How would one describe such an eel? Asking around, a single description is simply impossible: humble to strangers, calculating to peers, and duplicitous to poor unfortunate souls who have gotten in his way (many of us are forever scarred). However, there is one more, rather unlikely exception to the picture—stressed greatly by his very own twin brother, childhood friend and closest of peers. Smitten. Absolutely and devastatingly so.

That’s right, fellow students of NRC! Rumour has it the Jade Leech, vice-Housewarden of Octivanelle and right hand man of Azul Ashengrotto, has fallen in love.

In the words of the Scarabia Housewarden, Kalim Al-Asim himself, one of Jade’s (self proclaimed) Best friends: “Jade? Oh, Jamil’s not very fond of him, ahaha! I think he’s a great guy, he seems to have a crush on (name)! Huh? No way, they’re dating?? THAT’S SO CUTE, I SHOULD THROW A PARTY TO CELEBRATE THEM!”

Later confirmed by Housewarden Rosehearts, it is revealed that the identity of the lucky(?) lover is our school’s very own (name) Schoenheit! Congratulations to the happy couple!

Following such joyous news, we went around collecting congratulations.

• Ace Trappola (Heartslabyul 1st year) : “(name)-senpai and Jade-senpai are dating!? Hey Deuce! Get over here!!”

• Deuce Spade (Heartslabyul 1st year) :

“What? THEY’RE DATING?!”

• Scarabia B-kun (Scarabia _ year) :

“Ugh, I found out a while ago when I caught them ###### and #### in an empty classroom during club hours… Leech glared at me so hard, I’m still fearing for my life.”

• Yuu (Ramshackle prefect) :

“…I’m sorry??? The (name)-senpai? Benevolent and beautiful (name)-senpai is dating Jade-senpai..? Oh, oh! That explains so much!”

• Azul Ashengrotto (Octavinelle Housewarden) :

“Yes, a truly joyous event… I have no qualms with their decision to be together, however Jade needs to stop leaving the mostro longue just to go see them during his shifts.”

• Floyd Leech (Octavinelle 2nd year) :

“Eh? Jade and (name)? I couldn’t care less… ah, but sometimes I just wanna squeeze the two of them so hard. Jade always has this weird look whenever he’s around (name)… it’s really gross. Not to mention how he keeps—“

• Vil Schoenheit (Pomefiore Housewarden) :

“I am aware of my little flower being with Jade, yes. He came to me asking permission to date her after all. Congratulations to the two of them, I suppose…”

There are many notes of celebration for the couple (Buy the Night Raven Rumours magazine: volume 3. For more!) and through it all there is one fact that seems to stand out to everyone around the couple: Jade Leech is hopelessly devoted to his (name). We wish the happy couple all the best!!

-Night Raven Rumours, by nrc’s student paper

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“Sevens!” You laugh out loud, hands crinkling the edges of the mini-magazine in your hands. “Jade, did you read the free copy of this month’s Night Raven Rumours? There’s a whole article about us!”

Jade’s chuckle resonates from his spot by his desk, where he works on another one of his terrariums. He peers up, allowing his gaze to trace over the way you sprawl across his bed—how charming you look. “Indeed, it is quite intriguing. That reminds me, my dear, would you like me to buy the full volume so you may read over all the other comments?”

“Oh, that would be wonderful! I heard Riddle was interviewed as well… what do you think he said? ‘(name) keeps Jade in check, so I must say my thanks’.” You jest half-heartedly, sitting up and placing the article on Jade’s bedside table. “Not so far from the truth, no?”

Your semi-accurate interpretation earns a grin from your boyfriend, who suddenly stalks up towards you before lowering his knees to the floor and pressing a chaste kiss to your nose. “Well, I’m more fascinated by the final statement about my love for you.”

You return the sentiment before he can pull away fully, redirecting his attention straight to your lips.

“Heh, I don’t believe it to be wrong at all.” You mutter out in between the kiss, hands caressing his jaw. “I know well that I am the apple of your eye.”

“Ufufu,” Jade smirks, lips meeting yours again in a fervour. His sharp teeth nibbling slightly at your bottom lip, tantalising you deeper into the kiss. “Certainly, you truly are, my dearest.”

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[muffinthatsimps]

♯ ‘New Member of Court’ 🍰 ༘

Riddle Rosehearts x Heartslabyul! reader

Warnings! fluff<3, Reader is NOT Yuu, Reader can be gn, Night Raven Rumours collection, English is NOT my first language + not proofread.

A/N! So who do we want next for the NRR series. Azul? Silver? Idk. This was acc really fun to make, love me some tea ☕️ also! Posting two days in a row 🌞

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We the student body paper have heard that Heartslabyul has finally crowned their King of Hearts! Who are they and what’s their relationship with the Queen?

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Welcome back, dearest readers!! We, your student body paper, have yet another case to be brought to court: Who is guilty for the lovesick Housewarden Riddle Rosehearts?

Showcased before many students roaming the halls it is clear that Housewarden Rosehearts has been on cloud 9—more prominently so—these days. Witnesses within Heartslabyul have expressed many worries for their Housewarden:

• “I flunked my Alchemy test and he simply smiled and told me: ‘just don’t give up’… I swear, I heard glass shatter in the distance.”

• “He almost forgot to drink his post lunch tea?!”

• “I saw him trip earlier… By the Sevens’ names, that’s not my Housewarden.”

As proven through these ever so insightful logs of observations from those abiding within the same walls of Rosehearts, this red-headed student seems to be distracted as of recently. Now, it is easy to assume perhaps he is not feeling well, but we have solved this case with prominent evidence from a fellow Housewarden. Revealed by our revered Housewarden of Scarabia, Kalim Al-Asim:

• “Riddle? He has been a bit off lately… I think he’s just nervous because (name) said yes to a date! You know, I helped him, I set up the meeting and everything!! We even had a huge party after!”

Yes, you’ve heard that right fellow students, the newly crowned King of Hearts is none other than (name) (last name)! What a perfect match made on checkered tiles! Checkmate to all those pinning after the two, if you will.

This time, we were able to receive direct commentary from the Queen himself:

• “Yes, it is true that I am currently in a prosperous relationship with my dear (name). We would appreciate a… less dramatic exposure, if you will. Though I’d admit the article about Jade was quite entertaining… nonetheless! Do respect our boundaries.”

We are greatly flattered to know his majesty has read our works! We are honoured. (Dear readers, us at the school paper club would appreciate keeping our heads. Please and thank you.) anyways! Let’s take a look at the very warm congratulations offered from close peers:

Ruggie Bucchi (Savannaclaw, Second year): “oh? You’ve heard? Shishishi, I was wondering how long it’d take for you guys to catch wind of our happy couple! Of course I knew, honorary guest of those fancy little tea parties Riddle hosts.”

Leona Kingscholar ( Housewarden of Savannaclaw): “Little Red got a little lover, huh? I’m impressed, but I still don’t care as much.“

Mob Mobster (Heartslabyul, first year): “The amount of times (last name) senpai saved my head this last week… such a benevolent soul. Please keep protecting us.”

Epel Felmier (Pomefiore, first year): “Huh? Riddle-san is taken?! Gosh darn it… that’s two fine shyts in one go— hey, OW! What the hell, Ace?!!”

Ace Trappola (Heartslabyul, first year): “Yeah, damn right I’m happy. One, (name) senpai is very good at controlling Housewarden. Two, Epel can finally lay off all those thirsty comments of his.”

(For more purchase volume 2 of Night Raven Rumours!)

What a delightful bunch of commentary from those around them! It seems Housewarden Rosehearts is well cared for by (name)! Not just anyone is able to tame those flames of his. Such joyous news for our school!

We wish the couple all the best (please don’t have our heads),

Yours truly, the student body paper.

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Sitting at his desk, Riddle sighs as his eyes finally read the final sentence of the article. He didn’t think it would be such a hit with the students—foolish of him, considering the profit made from Volume 1 of NRR—now he has to deal with the consequences: a much not-needed and unnecessary round of whispers. Just thinking about it exhausts him.

“Riddleee,” your voice immediately clears his train of thought. Oh how he loves your voice. “Lovely? Have you seen my copy of NRR? I was going to meet up with Jade and—“

Your small gasp of surprise catches the full attention of your beloved boyfriend, the red head fully facing your direction.

“Riddle Rosehearts are you reading the article about us?” Your eyes practically sparkle as your words underline with a tone of somewhat mischief and disbelief, after all, your Riddle is reading a magazine, a gossip magazine of all things.

Sensing the inescapable teasing about to ensue, Riddle immediately takes action. He stands up and makes a rush for the door. “W-wait!” You muffle out through your laughter, dramatically leaning out of the doorframe into the corridors. “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about, lovely! I think it’s great you’re exploring new types of literature!!”

You sigh as you watch the red-headed boy disappear around the corner, the cape of his dorm uniform billowing behind him. Feeling elated and slightly impressed, you pick up the magazine left open on the floor and read your hearts away. Oh, how you love that boy.

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[jaguarguard]

saw your requests were open for killer chat! If you don’t wanna do this one, I totally understand, please don’t feel pressured!❤️

could I request a Ronin x reader, in which in which the reader does have actual murderous tendencies, but like, in a more protective way? They kill corrupts and such to protect the innocent. I’d love to see some pre and post murder chaos with Ronin and his lover. ❤️❤️

Like I said, if you don’t want to do this one, you don’t have to! Love your work❤️

oooooooooooooooo oooo oki

so, for the moment, i'mma do this in dot point form, but if i get more energy later, i'll turn it into a full blown fic o7

hope you don't mind, i have taken a few artistic liberties ':)

enjoy!

(find my other stuff :3) - Masterlist

first time it happens is completely unintentional.

You're out, and someone catcalls you. You ignore them, keep walking, already feeling sensitive and nervous, but then you notice that they've started following you.

First port of call was to freak out and walk faster, but that didn't work, they just kept up.

And then they started to inch closer and thats when you got scared.

Your instincts kicked in and you found yourself wandering to an alleyway, leading the stranger to somewhere dark and secluded

To be honest, you weren't really thinking, but Ronin seems to have rubbed off on you.

Next thing you know, you're covered in blood, and a mangled mess of guts and bones and sinew and flesh is at your feet, and you are terrified.

your whole body is shaking, words have dissapeared, but your automatic response it to call Ronin.

He picks up after the first ring.

"What's up darlin? You miss me so much you couldn't wait another twenty minutes to see me?"

All he gets in reply is your shaky breaths and panicked attempt at words, more gibberish than actual communication.

He knows that there's something really wrong, and he's quick to try to calm you down even though your distress always triggers his own panic.

Before you know it, Ronin's standing at the alley entrance, shadow cast over you and the dead body (if it can even be called that anymore). And then he starts cackling.

"Shit darlin, didn't think to invite me?"

Nonetheless, his arms are wrapped around you, lifting you off the ground where you're kneeling, curled up in the gore.

Ronin's rocking you, holding you tight against his chest as you sob

"I know, I know, it's okay darlin, it's okay."

He sets you down in a clean spot when you've calmed a little, and starts to clean up the mess.

As much as possible is done, while you watch, but don't really watch, you're more staring into the void, everything feels floaty and not real, you can't process anything, you don't notice when Ronin stops doing things, don't notice when he comes back up to you

The rest of the night passes in a blur.

Ronin walks you back to his place and cleans you up, makes sure you eat, and sends you to bed before dissappearing with wipes, gloves, his mask and his crowbar all stashed into a bag.

You don't think about it, all you did was sleep.

When you wake in the morning, Ronin is beside you again, curled around you protectively.

As insane and cruel as Ronin may seem, he can tell that the metaphorical blood on your hands is too sensative of a topic to bring up, so he waits for you instead.

You don't talk about it.

It's two weeks later when you see a man harrassing someone, and you pull them out, hurrying them away.

You guide them through the streets, fully aware of the man following you at a distance, but you're confident this time.

The two of you duck down an alleyway, and you talk to them quietly.

"He's going to come in here, and when I've got him, run, don't turn back, don't call for help for me, I'll be fine, just get somewhere safe, and forget this ever happened."

They nod, eyes wide, but they don't look like they're going to get you caught.

The second the man stalks into the alley, you let him think he can pin you agains the wall, before ducking out and pushing him to the ground.

The person you helped runs, and you find yourself uncontrollably grinning, laughing at the man's terror as he trembles beneath you.

He's quivering, begging you to stop, to forgive him, saying he'll never do it again, he'll stay away.

You know a liar when you see one.

This time you remember.

You remember the feeling of muscles tearing, organs squishing under your fingertips, the solid cartlidge of the oesophagus, the satisfying crack when the ribs finally snap.

Ronin's words echo in your mind as you tear the heart from the mans chest, still pulsing, though it grows slower and slower until it stops.

He screams when you pull him apart, but you couldn't care less, maybe he'll understand how he made others feel now.

You doubt it.

Blood, cold and sticky, pools beneath you when it is done.

The only thought running through your mind is I need to show Ronin.

So you call him.

blood streaks across your screen as you pull up his contact, giggling maniacally as it rings.

"Hey there darlin, need something?"

You're still laughing, the sound bubbles out of you, outside of your control, and he knows.

"You make something for me? Wanna show me or just need help cleaning it up?"

"Both."

You can practically hear him smirking on the other end as he snorts.

"Alright doll, I'll be there in five. Don't you go getting caught on me."

Post murder chaos for you as well >:3

"God, you make such a mess."

Ronin's constantly groaning and complaining.

He's suggested several times now that you just take your victims to his alleyway, to which you've huffed and told him absolutely not.

To be fair, your bodies always end up in Purgatory no matter where they're killed, which is the main reason Ro keeps complaining. He'd much rather not keep on having to carry dead bodies (Or masterpieces as you call them) across the city.

"You're one to talk, guts all over the walls, pentagrams made of bones and limbs. This is nothing."

"I don't have to drag my messes all over the place."

Ronin pokes you in the shoulder and rolls his eyes before returning to the task of folding your newest victim up into a duffel bag while you scrub at the blood and collect bits of human that Ronin missed.

"Hey! It's a spur of the moment thing! You know that people would freak before I could get them to Purgatory!"

He shrugs, "I still manage to get people there."

"Well good for you. I'm not venturing across the city to get my victims to Purgatory when I'm just trying to get home!"

"You say that like we're not going to end up going there anyway."

You flip him off as he laughs.

"Keep being snarky and you'll be the next one going in the bag."

"Oooooo keep talking dirty darlin~"

You shove him and groan before stomping out of the alley, "You can fuck right off and deal with the body yourself then! I'm going home."

There's a long pause in which you've made it a good portion of the way down the street before you hear Ronin shout, "Hang on! This is your body! Come back here!"

this was actually so much fun, and i really enjoyed making it!

tysm for the request!!!!

sorry it wasn't a proper fic as such, but i hope you liked it nonetheless

<333

If people want to request things, specifically killer chat things, keep in mind that I currently only have requests open for age regression and/or AuDHD reader :3 if your requests are not that, I probably won't do them, sorry

[planetlloydgarmadon]

an heir?

[Name] sighs, putting her head under the scented water. She rises slightly, pushing her hair back. 

Why is she taking a long bath? Because she is irritated. She is quite irritated. Why? Oh. Allow me to tell you. 

[Name] [Last Name] is the Queen. And her kingdom is thriving. And it is slightly ironic that it is her kingdom that is thriving whilst all the other male ruling kingdoms told her that she would not succeed. She has succeeded. And she will continue to do so. 

But that is not why she is irritated. As [Name] is a woman, and she has no other family members, she has no heir. And at first, she did not take notice of that. Why on earth would she need an heir? She will be the one to control the kingdom at her last breath. But what would happen after that?

Who would her kingdom go to? And this is why she is irritated. There is not a single person on her royal court who she would wish to have an heir with. 

She bites her lip, lying her head against the ceramic wall of the bath. She looks up at the stained glass windows, before turning her head to the left. Her closest maid, messes with some herbs and scented followers, ready to put them in the heated water. 

"Nya," She questions, Nya turning her head to the Queen. "Besides, your lover, who do you deem attractive in the palace?"

Nya makes a face of confusion, before walking over with a small laugh and herbs in a small bowl. 

"I am quite certain you have asked this of me, due to the pressures of your lineage?" Nya questions, placing the petals and herbs into the bath. There is a reason as to why [Name] always smells nice. Lloyd notices. "As you are the Queen and the Ruler, it is possible for you to legitimise any child and make that child your heir,"

"That is true," [Name] mutters, rubbing her bottom lip. "But I can imagine the possible problems with that. If that child, find their true parents then, it is no longer my reign,"

Nya hums, holding the bowl. 

"Perhaps, you simply need someone that you trust," Nya comments, walking back to the tray of other plants and herbs. "As well as them being…" Nya purses her lips, trying to phrase this right. [Name] turns to her, giving her a look to continue. "Well endowed?"

The Queen bursts out laughing, Nya laughing with her. She is not wrong. 

"Nya, you are allies with every person in the palace," [Name] starts, reaching for a thick green ribbon to tie her hairs up. Loose curls fall against her neck, sticking to the damp skin. "Surely, you can recommend an individual to me?"

Nya sighs, rocking her head from side to side. There is someone she could recommend. Lloyd Montgomery Garmadon. The son of Garmadon, who was a well known knight. And Lloyd followed in his father’s footsteps and became a knight himself. 

A true knight. A knight that has a lot of lovers by all the people in [Name]’s kingdom. But Lloyd does not care much for them. His eyes have always been for the Queen. Even though he has never spoken a single word to her. But he is the highest ranking knight in her Queensguard, so there must be something that she likes about him. 

And Nya knows how Lloyd feels about the Queen. Everyone in the palace knows, by this point. Everyone, but the Queen. 

"Your majesty, who is standing guard?"

Who is standing guard? Oh! The blond. With the piercing green eyes. 

"Sir Lloyd," It is common courtesy to call a Knight Sir, in [Name]’s Kingdom. The Queen furrows her eyebrows, before her mouth drops slightly. "You wish…to recommend him?"

"If it pleases Her Majesty,"

Lloyd steps into the Queen’s bathing room, closing the door behind him. And he is without his armour. He is, of course, wearing clothes. But Nya mentioned, or more like advised for him to wear loose clothing. 

He has never done this before. He is scared. He will not show it. But he is scared. He sees the  Queen’s bare back as he lowers into a bow. 

"Your Majesty," He calls out, lowering his head as his ears flush pink. "You requested me?"

"Yes," [Name] turns, resting her arms on the edge of the large bath tub. If you can even call it that. The entire room is simply a sauna. "That is correct. You may lift your head, Sir Lloyd,"

Lloyd lifts his head slowly, his green eyes meeting hers. Water droplets make her skin sparkle as light reflects off them, and it makes Lloyd want to look at her forever. His body is going to betray him. No! No. He is a knight. He knows how to hide his emotions. He can do this. Whatever she needs him to do. 

"You are quite attractive under the armour," [Name] comments, resting her head on arms. What. what?! What did she just say? How does he respond to that? Does he call her attractive too? Does he just simply confess his feelings? Would she behead him? "May I see if you are well endowed?"

Lloyd blinks once, opening his mouth before closing it. What? He is fully aware that the Queen speaks her mind. Hence her being the Queen. Did he expect this? No. But perhaps that is why Nya recommended the looser clothing. 

"If it is possible for you," [Name] continues, watching him carefully. Do you know what animal the kingdom folk have given the Queen. Most kingdoms have an animal attached to their lineage. A wolf is [Name]’s. "You need not do this if you are incapable of doing so,"

"I-I…I am capable, Your Majesty," He tells her. He is trying his hardest not to mutter. But he is simply just so embarrassed. "Are you…" Does he ask her if she is certain she wishes to see it? "If you are sure, Your Majesty,"

He loosens the string around his trousers, hooking his fingers on the waistband of his trousers. He takes a small breath. Surely, she is asking this of him for a reason. Lloyd pulls the trousers from his waist, the fabric dropping to the tiled floor.  

He avoids the Queen's gaze, trying his hardest not to fiddle with his hands. It's a nervous habit he is trying to get rid of. And it is something that he has been able to control, but now? Now is a moment where some sort of nervous expression is needed. 

[Name]’s eyebrows raise as she notices the size. He is not stripped completely, resting in his undergarments. But the size is very noticeable. He is extremely well endowed. 

Lloyd squeezes his eyes shut. Is she done? May he leave? Or at least cover himself? He is in the presence of royalty. 

"Do you…" [Name] starts, eyes flickering to Lloyd’s flushed face and the growing size in his undergarments. "Have a lover? Or partake in certain activities frequently?"

"I…No, Your Highness," Lloyd Montgomery Garmadon is what you would call a maiden if he was a noble’s daughter. Yes. Lloyd has not bed a single person in his life. He had no intentions as his focus was to become a knight. 

"Do you wish for one?" Lloyd almost does a double take. What? He blinks at the Queen, tilting his head in confusion. [Name] almost let out a laugh. He is so darling. How is the same person who has risked his life for hers over and over? He is far too darling.

"M-me, Your Highness?"

And she laughs, wanting to cover her face. She does not usually laugh in front of the Queensguard. But she simply just cannot help it. 

"Yes," She nods. "If you were unaware, which I sincerely doubt due to your closeness to me as the Queensguard, I am in need of an heir,"

Lloyd nods slowly. He was aware. He had heard some members of the Queensguard discuss it as well as his own family. 

"I wish for you to help me,"

"P-pardon?" Lloyd squeaks, finally looking at her. "You wish for me to…you wish for-"

"I wish for you to give me heirs," She tells him simply. "You are attractive," She just deemed him as attractive? "It is certain that you are kind and have the qualities of a leader. If we make an heir, then our child would be quite the ruler,"

Her child. His child. Their child. Our child. 

"Of course," [Name] starts, reaching for the soft towel that Nya left for her. "You may choose against this and I will not despise you for it,"

"And I was not…" Lloyd clears his throat, trying again. "And if I do not wish to choose against it?"

This is the second time [Name] has been shocked today. 

"Then I suppose," She starts, letting out a small smile as she beckons him closer to her. "We should allow ourselves to start,"

And start they did. 

Five heirs. [Name] and Lloyd had five heirs.

[starwingsgazer955]

Another one because I can.

But first a question for my future reference, how should I refer to cookie readers?

I use (C/F: Cookie Flavor) Cookie in almost all of my writing because it makes more sense to me when so many people don’t use OCs that are just their name and then the Cookie modifier.

I have seen (Y/N) Cookie and just didn’t want to use it, hence the (Name), but does anyone care?

Anyways, here you go:

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(Name) Cookie glances at the Sage of Truth, mildly annoyed.

He has been yapping about the same stupid thing for like ten minutes now—they should really start timing him. This was meant to be a debate but it’s turned into a lecture. Not that this is unusual, they just don’t care about this as much as he does.

“Ok, I get it. You think my argument sucks.” They finally just cut him off.

“Actually, I think you have many valid points that would come across better if you presented them with a tiny bit more persuasion and tact.” He lightly taps their forehead as if to scold them for this. “In fact…”

Oh crumbs, not this again… How many times has he lectured them about this?

(Name) Cookie feels their eyes twitch, but they know this is just who he is. He debates with so many Cookies that he likely does this out of habit. Rolling their eyes, they watch him correct his monocle and get an idea.

He pauses his words as they grab his arm. From the way his brows shift, it’s obvious he’s confused by the smirk on their face.

“Tactics? How’s this for debate tactics?” They use his arm to push themself up just enough to kiss him on the cheek.

“!!!” His head ducks slightly as a dark blue blush dusts his cheeks and he nearly drops his staff. After a second he clears his throat, “Terrible, it’s bound to fail the majority of the time.”

“Worked on you though.” Their eyes narrow in triumph as they watch him pretend to still have composure after being caught off guard like that. “How does it feel to lose for once, O Great Sage of Truth?”

“I have NOT lost! You just CHEATED!”

“Keep telling yourself that.” They devilishly giggle, unable to hold it in any longer.

He clenches his fists and makes several motions like he’s trying to resist the urge to violently shake them, absolutely fuming with embarrassment, “What point are you even trying to prove?! That didn’t accomplish anything!!!”

“Would kissing you for real get you to shut up for once?” They wonder aloud.

“Stop changing the subject!”

[chai-writes-stuff]

voicelines — lohen x reader, SFW, drabble

summary — aether asks lohen some questions about you.

themes — chai's self-indulgent lohen voiceline headcanons, fluff and humor, librarian!reader, mild suggestive themes, many references to my other lohen works

WC: 602

About Bunny, I

“Oh, hey there, Honorary Knight! How can I—? Hm? What’s that? You ran into Bunny, you say? And she told you she wanted to see me? Heh, sounds like her. Well, sorry to cut this conversation short, but I’m gonna get going. I don’t like to keep my princess waiting.”

About Getting Together

“She’s taken. Huh? You’re saying you don’t have any interest in her? You just wanna know how we got together? Eh…I dunno if I believe you.”

About Relationship Length

“Why’re you asking? You’re not trying to make a move on my Bun, are ya? I’ve got some new poisons from my time in Nod-Krai that I’d love to test, so if you keep asking me things like that, you might want to watch your drinks.”

About Future Plans

“My future’s her. That’s all you need to know.”

About His Ring, I

“Asking about my ring, huh? This is a promise ring. Bun’s got the match to it on her left, and I’ve got mine on my right. That way, whenever we hold hands, our rings touch. Not to brag or anything, but it’s kind of an awesome feeling.”

About Differences

“Mm, yeah, I get that all the time. ‘Vice Captain Lohen, you’re so violent and your girlfriend’s so sweet! Did you threaten her into dating you?’ People learned to stop saying the last part after I made up a new special training.”

About Bunny, II

“Hey, Honorary Knight. What’s that? I sound kinda down today? Well, I guess I’m a little bummed. Bun’s obsessed with this fantasy novel, and her favorite author’s doing a book signing in Inazuma. She’s going all that way, just for one signature! And she told me not to request leave, because she wants us to go on vacation this Summer! So I’m stuck here while she’s on her way there, and it’s driving me crazy not knowing if she’s safe or not. (…) Inazuma’s a safe country, you say? Maybe for you and me, but Bun can’t fight, so I’m worried fuckin’ sick. Pardon my French.”

About Fear

“No, she’s not scared of me. Why would she be? (…) Haha! You think I’d ever point a weapon at my girlfriend? I only get rid of the trash that needs cleaning up, and she understands that. Sure, her vision’s basically useless to her, but one good slap from her sets my shit preeetty straight. Man, I sure hope she smacks me around tonight…heh-heh.”

About Sex

“You wanna die, Honorary Knight?"

About His Ring, II

“Why’s it on my pointer finger? Well, that’s ’cause it’s my trigger finger. Whenever I shoot someone, it kinda feels like Bun’s shooting ‘em with me. Haha! It’s super romantic.”

About Pranks

“No, no, no—I don’t poison Bun. I mean, I slip a teensy weensy amount of it into her meals every now and then, just to help her build some tolerance, but I’d never outright poison her. If I’m gonna mess with her, I’ll usually just rage bait her until she starts beating on me. Oh—or I’ll tickle her until she starts crying! She’s so freakin’ cute when she’s in tears like that, heh-heh. (…) Huh? What’s so weird about that?”

About Love

“Yeah, she’s the love of my life. What’s it matter to you, exactly? (…) You…think we’re cute together? Oh, uh…well. Hm. Wasn’t expecting you to say that, honestly. Uh…thanks…I guess? I don’t really, uh…know what to say to that. (...) Huh? Pft—no! No, I’m not embarrassed! No, not at all! A-anyway, I gotta go do paperwork or something, so…! I’ll see you later, Honorary Knight!”

a/n: OH MAN THIS IS SO SELF-INDULGENT, but hopefully you guys will still like it! i get a little embarrassed with stuff like this cause i feel like it's silly, but if you guys like it, i may do more "voiceline" style content in the future! i was interested in doing a "lumine" version of this, because i feel like lohen may answer her a bit differently than he would aether, haha. anyway, if you liked what you read, please consider leaving a me a heart! (˶>⩊<˶) ♡ reblogs and comments appreciated! im working on a discord server for moots! if you're interested, please check the rules out here! at this point in time, you must be a mutual to join! if you are interested in becoming moots, please check the rules in the post i linked! icymi! chai's last lohen post: you've been bad, lohen nsfw oneshot (600+ notes) masterlist

[blackopals-world]

Had dream of a Nanny McPhee TWST event where the first and second years got turned into little kids or babies.

Trey had a card with Ace and Deuce and man was a single mom who works two jobs. Had both of them in a sling hanging from his chest and back while he is trying to bake. Ace keeps putting his tiny hand in the way while Trey is cutting fruit and Trey has to keep stopping to tell him no.

Lilia steals Little Kalim and tries to feed him and Kalim is trying to escape. He almost makes it to the door before Lilia turns a chair into a high chair to locks him in.

The tweels have baby Azul and are good babysitters but they keep purposefully scaring him to make his cling to them. Its mostly Jade, Floyd got bored.

Epel is being turned into a living baby doll because Vil HAS to capitalize on this to make a portfolio of Epel's modeling history as well as do some quick advertisements for Sam.

Sebek is clinging to Malleus for dear life and cries very loudly if he is put down but he fighting his nap like champion boxer and is losing the fight. So he keeps doing off and yelling as soon as he catches himself and it is making him more cranky.

[madzelda1]

sub/whimpery men🤤🤤🙏🙏 we're literally Bluetooth connected twin..

aaanygayyysss here's an idea for ya, kiindaaa based on your last post w Leona and Jamil, maybe a dom!gn or fem reader absolutely ruining Vil 🥰 aka his lipstick is all smeared from how many times we've kissed him and his mascara/eyeliner is running down his face bc of his tears (HAPPY/overstimmed TEARS TRUST)

woahhhh that was super freaky of me gulps.

ANYGAYS MAKE SURE TO UHHHHHH DRINK FOOD AND EAT WATER ANNDDD TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF!!!!!!!!!!!!! 🫶🫶

💫

MY BROTHER JS ANOTHER ME HAHAHAH

Lady in the streets, freak in the sheets!

Vil Schoenheit x gn!reader

18+ content! you’ve been warned…

vil would rather eat his heels than admit how much of a bottom he is

it wouldn’t be as embarrassing for him if he was a power bottom, but the moment you straddle his hips and lightly run your fingers down his chest, he’s absolute putty in your hands

who would’ve thought that THE Vil Schoenheit, fierce housewarden of pomefiore and renowned celebrity, would be and absolute mess in bed?

but goodness, do you treat him oh so well. he’s came at least three times before you’ve came once

your pampering of him increases when he’s feeling insecure, especially when it comes to neige

you guys had been at an event for young stars, where Vil brought you as a plus one. but he noticed everyone fawning over neige, his long time rival. vils mood dropped and stayed down the entire time

so when you get back to his dorm room, you pin him down on his bed, and drill it into his head that he’s the most beautiful of all

vils hips bucked desperately up against yours as you had his lips captured in a filthy kiss. your tongue dominated over his, exploring his mouth with a hungry passion. when you finally break away for air, he’s breathing heavily. his purple lipstick that compliments his eyes so beautifully is smudged around his lips, with some residue of the cosmetic on your own face.

“villy, my beautiful boy.. the fairest of them all.” you say tenderly, attaching your lips to the sensitive spot behind his ear and peppering soft kisses down his jaw, then sucking a dark spot over his racing pulse. he whimpers at your words and the sensation of your lips against his heated skin.

“clearly neige is better. you saw how everyone fawns over him!” he chokes out, still upset over the situation. you sit up, holding eye contact with the blond.

“well, not in my eyes. i’ll prove it to you.” you say, tone full of conviction. you slowly undo his top, then help him sit up to take it off completely, then toss the shirt to a random corner of the room.

you then begin kissing down his chest, leaving a light trail of purple lipstick and dark trail of hickeys across his pale chest. his head falls back against his pillow when you suckle on one of his sensitive nipples, a soft moan leaving his lips. his hips roll up, seeking friction.

you slowly move down his body, caressing his soft skin with your hands and lips. once you reach the waistband of his pants you slip them off with his boxers, and stare at his bare body with full admiration.

“fuck… so beautiful. all of you. every single piece of you.” you praise, which causes his face to flush redder—if that’s even possible. with a sly smirk, you lean down, sticking out your tongue to give his tip kitten licks.

that tiniest bit of touching causes vil to arch his back off the mattress, a pretty groan tearing from his throat.

at his responsiveness, you wrap your lips around the head, and begin suckling gently. an even louder, guttural moan is ripped from vil, a string of pleasured whimpers following. he barely thrusts his hips into your mouth, and you decide to take the rest of him.

he watches you with half lidded eyes, his vision blurring every here and there from the immense pleasure you’re showering upon him.

you continue bobbing your head, swallowing around his length a couple times to draw out more reactions. your hands start to busy themselves when you feel his cock twitching in your mouth. one hand lightly rolls his balls, while the other traces the rim of his ass before pushing two fingers in, finding and stimulating his prostate.

vil practically screams. he wasn’t expecting you to finger him, and the sensation was overwhelming. after only a few seconds, he was cumming so hard his vision blacked out.

you don’t stop your stimulating ministrations. when vil comes to moments later, he’s attacked with your hands and mouth still working his cock and ass. he whined as he pushes weakly against your head, which gets you to stop.

you sit up, gazing in awe at your wrecked boyfriend. his blond-purple hair was fanned out around his head. his eye makeup and mascara were rubbing down his cheeks from tears of pleasure, and probably from emotion as well. his chest and thighs are covered in dark marks from your mouth. and his cock rests weakly on his stomach, still twitching.

you take your phone out and snap a quick picture of vil.

“what’re you..?”

you grin. “keeping the best evidence that my boyfriend is the most beautiful of all.”

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note from madz~ holy peak you guys! 200 followers 🥹

subby men are the best. gimme alexis ness rn

TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF TOO 💫ANON mwah madz gives you love

[twisted-typo]

Polyamourous

Polyamorous relationship between Rook, Vil, and You.

Tags: Gn reader, Vil is gone filming a movie and you miss him, reader cries, technically hurt/comfort, poly relationship, the title is a pun please say it's funny

Vil has been gone for about a month now filming a movie, and you miss him horribly. You snuggle up into one of his hoodies to make yourself feel better, but it's not enough as Rook comes home to find you looking less than stellar.

You're crying and trying to make one of Vil's favorite smoothies (unsuccessfully) so he takes it upon himself to comfort you, and to actually make some smoothies for you both.

You snuggle into him and you tell him your woes, and about how you been aching to see Vil. He relents that he also yearns for Vil so you both decide to video call him.

Thankfully Vil is done filming for the day and back at his hotel, also very eager to talk to you and Rook. Almost instantly when you call he picks up, accidentally outing just how much he's craved both of your presences.

You all end up talking for a few hours before Vil has to do his skincare and get ready for bed. So with many (admittedly tearfilled) goodbyes you end the call.

The conversation helps a lot, but you still have an aching feeling in your heart. Rook obviously feels the same way, judging by the melancholy pout that adorns his lips.

Before you can fall any deeper into your longing, Rook grabs the remote from its place on the coffee table, and switches the channels until he lands on one you recognize very well.

The one that houses your favorite movie starring Vil.

"Mon amour I believe this may help cure our insatiable appetite for Roi du poison" his eyes search yours for any signs of objection, when he sees none he settles back next to you on the couch.

While the beginning credits of the film roll, Rook pulls you against his chest. As you shuffle yourself into a comfier position he looks down at you with admiration etched into his expression.

"I love you desperately mon cœr, I promise we will get through this dark time, together."

You sniffle, "Now you're being dramatic."

"Non! I am no such thing! I merely feel so much love for you and Roi du poison I cannot fathom being away from either of you for too long!"

Snuggling into him, you position yourself under his arm, and get comfy before turning back to your movie.

You fall asleep together on the couch after watching way too many movies, forgetting your skincare all together. If Vil was here he'd be very disappointed, but he isn't, and you're starting to feel better about that.

[hadaldemon]

When do you usually post?? :33 💗💗

i don't even know myself, whenever i can and feel like it i guess.

[twisted-lemy]

Divine power throuple—but everyone thinks that mc deserves better—leovilyuu has been plaguing my thoughts 😩😩😩

It’s just, reader’s a god of abundance. Wherever they go plants blossom, birds sing, and new life is born. Life simply couldn’t be any better with them around and the people of Twisted Wonderland absolutely adore them for it. So it baffles them whenever they see Mc’s choice in company.

Leona and Vil in contrast are calamity gods, two known deities who preside over destruction and pestilence respectively. Where Mc brings sprawling fields of lush land, Leona returns it all to dust. If Mc were to bless a village with life long health and fertility, Vil’s cursed two others with sickness and sterility. Where Mc brings life, health and growth, they bring death, sickness, and decay.

Those two are going out and about terrorizing the general public—and most of those places are almost explicitly places that Mc’s been, and all the while this is happening Mc’s watching with hearts in their eyes like a lovestruck dumbass.

(Seriously what’s wrong with them? 😵‍💫)

[twisted-lemy]

Leona, Vil, and Mc walking down the hall, minding thier own business.

Malleus randomly speaking into Leona’s head from somewhere: I’ve been fucking on your homeboy. No, I am not telling you which one. *goes quiet*

Leona:…

Leona: *looks to his left, looks to his right* *begins frothing at the mouth, about to have a generational crashout*

Vil: Fix your face, sweet potato. You look no different from a wild beast frothing at the mouth like that. *pull out handkerchief and dabs the sides of Leona’s mouth*

Mc: Was that a micro aggression?

Vil: My wording was wrong. But I wasn’t.

[planetlloydgarmadon]

mom? dad?

"How could you possibly have thought that was okay?" [Name] questions, hooking her fan behind her back as she and Lloyd Montgomery Garmadon, her husband and ying, stand side by side. You could tell that they are in some sort of relationship due to the colours of their gi. Whilst [Name] wears cream as her focus colour, there hints of green on her headband and the wrists of her top. And Lloyd has cream over his chest and on his headband. Oh, you are wondering who they are both yelling at? Wyldfire. Could it really be anyone else? "There was so little thought in the action, I am more astounded than I am mad!"

"She’s right," Lloyd agrees, crossing his arms. His sword is tucked behind him in its hilt, glinting in the sun. "What were you thinking? We are a team. Everything that we do, it needs to be in sync and it needs to be together,"

Wyldfire rolls her eyes, before making a face. She is caked in mud. And there is dirt on her face. Obviously. 

"Do you have anything to say for yourself?" [Name] demands, raising her eyebrows. Sora, Arin, Riyu, Euphrasia and Frak peek their heads out from the poles outside the monastery as they look inwards. 

"You’re acting like my parents," Wyldfire scoffs, crossing her arms. "I was fine! And I handled that situation perfectly!" 

Lloyd and [Name] look at each other, before [Name] turns to Wyldfire in disbelief and Lloyd turns to her in complete confusion. The situation which left half of the two covered in mud? That situation?! 

"You are literally not fine! Look at your appearance!"

"Then I’ll go bathe, mom!" Wyldfire shouts, storming off as she throws her hands up in the air. She grumbles, walking past Sora, Arin, Riyu, Euphrasia  and Frak. Lloyd watches the red head walk away, letting the muscles in his shoulder relax slightly. [Name] sighs, rubbing the middle of her eyebrows. 

"She called you mom, you know,"

"You literally call me mommy,"

"The kids are right there,"

Lloyd cuts up onions, putting it in the sizzling pain as he looks over at the table where [Name] has fallen asleep. Which he expected. It's been a rough few days. The rest of the older Ninja have duties scattered across the realms. So her and Lloyd have had to do everything themselves. Which is fine? 

It’s not fine. And he really hopes that he and [Name] can take a break soon, but for now? They unfortunately need to hope that they do not push it to their breaking points. 

He takes the knife from her hand, placing it in the sink as he folds his hoodie and rests it underneath her head. [Name] lets out a small sigh before snuggling into it. He smiles, kissing her forehead before he goes back to cooking. 

Cooking for so many kids is not as hard as Lloyd thought it was going to be. He can cook pretty well. Yeah, because [Name] taught him. Years ago, she would not let him cook by himself. 

The door slides open, Arin in a cosy white hoodie as he and Euphrasia walk in. Her curls are tied up and away from her face as she is dressed in a soft orange vest. 

"Mom’s asleep?" Arin questions, noticing [Name]’s resting form. Lloyd’s eyebrows raise slightly but he makes no comment. Mom? Are they going to start calling him dad next? 

"Y-yeah," He nods, putting the tomatoes in the pan. "It’s been a rough week. She needs to rest,"

"So do you," Euphrasia smiles. 

"Yeah, Dad," Arin shrugs. And they called him dad. Why does he feel kind of fuzzy?  "We can take over cooking and we’ll wake you up when the food’s ready,"

"Uh…sure," He cannot believe this. When did they get so mature? He picks [Name] up with ease as he leaves the kitchen. When did he and [Name] become parents?

[noraily]

Deuce may be a dumbass, but he doesn't play about his partner.

He wouldn't think twice about shoving his fist into someone's face if it meant the bully would just leave you alone, and it wouldn't be a surprise that he packs a strong punch. He isn't brash and just hits anyone; he'd been trying to decrease his violent tendencies ever since arriving at NRC after all.

But when it comes to you, he's not sure he can't hold back from giving the guy a hard smack. He'd literally catcalled you and the delinquent side of Deuce just... came out.

You're glad he's willing to protect you, but you're lying if you say you don't feel guilt when you're patching up his wounds.

[rosieletwst]

You're quite popular, huh?

Featuring: Octavinelle!

Context: Being a decent person is quite a rare thing in NRC and many of the students there wanted to have some time with you, but your inner circle of friends won't let that slide at all. Here are some of their reaction to someone bothering their time with you.

Other dorms: Heartslabyul, Savanaclaw, Octavinelle, Scarabia, Pomefiore, Ignihyde, Diasomnia

Floyd 🐬

Jade 🍄

Azul 🐙

Now THIS is Yandere vibes

Mafia fishes are canon and I will not take criticism. Rosie can't– ofc– sleep again. Very predictable. Why? probably just the over looming thoughts as usual. Nothing new nothing new

anyways I hope you enjoy this! I do realize that it was calmer with Savanaclaw, and I hope this one is... me.dium size chicken nuggies?