꒰ PROLOGUE ꒱ Your beloved first-year friends decide to do everything—both within and beyond their power—to stop you from accepting any of your suitors, whom they deem unworthy and unfit to date their best friend.
Or, in which, the first-years are absolutely desperate to keep you from falling under the charm of a few villains (and princes).
“This is starting to get ridiculous—” Ace slammed his lunch tray onto the table, making Deuce jump. “That’s the third—third time today someone’s bumped into me just to ask if I could deliver something to the prefect.”
“And did you?” Epel asked, struggling to twist open the cap of his bottle of apple juice.
“Of course not!” the redhead rolled his eyes with a grunt, stabbing his fork into his pie. Normally, it was his favorite, but he’d lost his appetite the moment he’d seen his best friend wander off to sit with those Octavinelle bastards just because they’d offered her an extra free snack.
“She really is kind of a people magnet, isn’t she?” Deuce muttered, staring down at his own plate. “…Ugh, this sucks. It’s just not the same when the prefect isn’t here.”
“LET GO OF ME—!”
Jack ignored Grim’s protests as he set his tray down and took a seat, still holding the struggling monster by the scruff. “Complaining won’t help. You weren’t invited, and you’re staying here with us.”
“Great, now we have to babysit too. What a pain,” Ace groaned. “It’s all those idiots’ fault.”
Jack let out a quiet sigh. “It’s hard not to be bothered… but it’s good that she’s making friends.” He paused. “Even Leona goes looking for her.”
Trappola let out a dry laugh. “Friends!? You seriously think it’s all out of the kindness of their hearts?”
Epel rested his cheek against his palm. “At first, I figured it was just because those weirdos from Octavinelle wanted something from her…” He glanced off to the side, catching sight of Rook squeezing himself between the prefect and Jade just to strike up a conversation with her. “…Apparently, it’s even worse than I thought.”
“Why is the prefect sitting at a table surrounded by such underhanded and shady people!?” Jack’s ears twitched as Sebek’s booming voice echoed across the cafeteria. “She’s far too trusting—”
“You’re all acting like you’ve got it the worst!” Grim complained after shoving his face back into his can of tuna. “I just lost my best assistant!”
“I think, as her best friends, we should—”
“…Make her reject every single one of them. They’re obviously flirting with her, and she doesn’t even realize it,” Epel cut Deuce off.
Silence settled over the table.
Everyone stared at the Pomefiore student.
“What? I was joking—”
“…Actually…”
“You’re a genius, Epel.” Ace shot to his feet. “In fact, I already have an idea. Let’s pay Sam’s shop a visit.”
“Ace, don’t you think that might be a little too invasive, you idiot?” Deuce asked, glancing toward Jack. Normally, he was the voice of reason—but the wolf beastman looked away instead, his tail slowly swaying behind him.
“Oh, quit being such a dick, Deuce.” Ace smacked a hand against the table. “You seriously think it’s fair for some shady, arrogant loser to date our best friend!?”
“I have to agree!” Sebek crossed his arms. “Even if she is a human, she does not deserve to be deceived by those inferior humans who seek to take advantage of her kindness!”
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
Ace ♥️
Deuce ♠️
Cater♦️
Trey ♣️
Riddle🌹
I'll be back with posting the next part later next week! Hope you like this new series I've made! :3
So another Tsum Tsum collab is coming to JP server and Crowley will probably send the tsums back home again like in the first one. Which begs the question, when is he gonna send us back home? Anytime now Mr. Crowley.
Also I tried some minimalist coloring and giving my chibis fingers.
this clip makes me so emotional. i feel like this sometimes, at night especially. That the whole wide world may swallow me whole. That i’m wide-eyed in the face of god. that I’m not a victim of smallness but rather its loving disciple.
I watched Iron Lung again tonight in the comfort of my home and my dog must've been watching with me cause as soon as bad things started happening to Simon she started crying. In the scene where he ultimately dies she could not stop crying at me. I am now watching him play the Henry Stickman collection so she can see that A.) He's not dead and B.) He's not in distress. Occasionally he'll whine or hum in discontent about something and my dog will look at me and whine to try and get me to fix whatever is distressing Markiplier.
