โCalling out to an antisocial like me with that uniform on and a smile on your faceโฆ Hah~ Gotta hand it to you!โ
- Idia Shroud
Idia Shroud's #1 fan
Pentecostal Christian
CHAPTER 01 โโโ โข the heroine isn't doing her job!
Your first day as Night Raven College's newest tutor turns out to be significantly less organized than you had imagined. Headmage Crowley spends most of the morning speaking in grand, flowery terms about the importance of education while somehow avoiding every practical question you ask him. Whenever you inquire about scheduling procedures, student records, or designated tutoring spaces, he simply laughs and assures you that a talented young lady like yourself will "figure things out splendidly." By the time the meeting ends, your carefully prepared notebook contains far more decorative signatures than actual instructions.
Fortunately, Professor Crewel proves considerably more helpful. He walks you through the staff offices, explains which classrooms are available after regular lessons, and reminds you that your own well-being is just as important as your students'. Even then, your ears remain pinned anxiously against your head as you scribble down every detail as quickly as possible, terrified that you might forget something important. The thought of making a mistake on your very first day sends your heart racing.
Professor Trein takes one look at your expression and quietly intervenes.
Without saying a word, he reaches into his briefcase and hands you a detailed campus map covered with neatly labeled buildings and pathways. The kindness nearly brings tears to your eyes. "Th-Thank you very much, Professor Trein!" you exclaim, clutching the paper as though it were a priceless artifact. He merely adjusts his jabot and remarks that knowing one's surroundings is essential for maintaining order before Lucius meows in complete agreement from his arms.
By lunchtime, you finally believe that perhaps everything will be manageable.
The familiar blue window hovers directly in front of your face before fading away a few seconds later. Your stomach twists uneasily. Fifty Thaumarks isn't much, but if the System considers this your first objective as the replacement heroine, then refusing probably isn't an option. Taking a deep breath, you remind yourself that tutoring students is perfectly ordinary work. Nothing dramatic will happen.
At least, that's what you tell yourself.
Following Crewel's directions, you eventually find the bulletin board where students are meant to submit tutoring requests. The hallway itself is pleasantly quiet, with sunlight spilling through tall windows and illuminating the polished floors beneath your shoes. A gentle breeze drifts in from an open window somewhere nearby, carrying the scent of freshly cut grass from the courtyard outside.
Then you actually see the request sheet.
Your soul leaves your body.
The paper stapled to the board is practically full.
Dozens of names have already been written in neat rows, some accompanied by preferred subjects, others requesting specific dates and times. A few students have even added little notes in the margins asking for longer sessions or additional help before upcoming exams. You stare at the sheet in absolute horror, your pocket watch nearly slipping from your trembling fingers as you rapidly begin calculating how many hours exist in a single week.
No.
No, no, no.
This is impossible.
You haven't even started working yet.
"Th-There's no way..." you whisper, your rabbit ears flattening against your head. "My schedule... my beautiful, perfectly organized schedule..." The color-coded planner you spent all weekend preparing suddenly flashes through your mind, each carefully arranged block of free time disappearing one by one as more students inevitably continue signing up.
The System, of course, chooses that exact moment to cheerfully notify you of your success.
You have a horrible feeling that this is only the beginning.
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ace & deuce โ the world's biggest nerd
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The hallway outside the library is considerably busier by late afternoon, with students making their way back toward their dormitories after classes have ended. Sunlight pours through the tall windows lining the corridor, casting long golden rectangles across the polished floors while distant conversations echo from somewhere near the main staircase. The newly-posted tutoring sheet has already become a topic of interest, though most students only glance at it in passing before continuing on their way.
"Man, today's Magic Analysis lecture was brutal," Ace groans, stuffing his hands into his pockets as he walks beside Deuce. "Professor Crewel seriously expects us to memorize all those theories? No way."
Deuce's expression immediately darkens at the mention of the class. He hugs his books closer against his chest, shoulders slumping as he lets out a defeated sigh. "I-I know..." he admits quietly. "And mathematics isn't getting any easier, either. I understand practical stuff just fine, but all the formulas and theoretical explanations keep getting mixed up in my head." The thought alone makes his stomach twist. His mother had been so incredibly proud when he received his acceptance letter to Night Raven College, practically crying with happiness as she told everyone in town that her son had turned over a new leaf. If she heard that he was already falling behind in his studies, she'd be heartbroken.
His eyes suddenly land on the paper stapled neatly to the bulletin board.
"Tutoring requests..." he murmurs.
Ace follows his gaze and immediately snorts. "No way. You're actually thinking about signing up?"
Deuce hesitates for only a moment before determination settles across his face. "I mean... yeah. If I need help, I should ask for it, right?" he says, stepping closer to examine the available subjects. "Mom always told me that working hard means admitting when you can't do something alone." His expression softens as he thinks about her proud smile. "I want to become an honors student. I can't just give up because theoretical classes are difficult."
Ace stares at him as though he'd grown a second head.
"...Wow," he says at last. "That's, like, the nerdiest thing I've ever heard in my life."
"What?!"
"Seriously, Deuce! Voluntarily asking for extra studying?" Ace throws his hands into the air dramatically. "Are you actively trying to bore yourself to death, or did Riddle's rules finally break your brain?!"
"I'M TRYING TO BE A GOOD STUDENT, UNLIKE YOU!" Deuce shouts back, his face turning pink as he grabs the pen attached to the board. Ignoring Ace's endless laughter, he carefully writes his name onto the request sheet beneath Magic Analysis and Mathematics before stepping back with a satisfied nod. "There. Done. No matter what, I'm going to improve my grades."
Ace merely shakes his head, still grinning.
"You're such a nerd, dude."
The two eventually continue toward Heartslabyul, their bickering voices growing fainter as they disappear down the corridor. For several moments, the hallway returns to silence, disturbed only by the distant rustling of leaves outside the open windows.
Then Ace comes back.
He stops in front of the bulletin board with his hands in his pockets, staring at Deuce's freshly written name with a thoughtful expression. The idiot had looked so serious about it, acting like signing up for extra studying was some grand declaration of self-improvement. Honestly, Ace didn't understand what the big deal was. It was just tutoring. A normal, ordinary tutoring session.
"...I mean, somebody's gotta see what all the fuss is about," he mutters to himself.
Besides, History of Magic was terrible.
Absolutely terrible.
Professor Trein expected everyone to memorize centuries of names, treaties, historical events, and magical developments that all sounded exactly the same after the first hour of studying. If Ace failed his next exam, the old man would probably stare at him with that disappointed look that somehow felt worse than getting yelled at. It wasn't that Ace needed help, obviously. He was just... conducting research. Gathering information. Seeing whether this mysterious new tutor was actually worth all the excitement, I mean it's not every day you hear Professor Crewel singing someone's praises like he sung yours.
With a small shrug, he grabs the pen attached to the board and quickly writes his name beneath Deuce's.
There.
Nothing weird about that.
If Deuce asked later, Ace would simply tell him that someone had to make sure the tutor was legitimate before letting his hopelessly earnest best friend waste his time. Really, he was doing Deuce a favor. A public service, even.
Completely satisfied with this perfectly reasonable explanation, Ace stuffs his hands back into his pockets and strolls down the hallway with a grin on his face.
He definitely wasn't worried about History of Magic.
PROLOGUE โโโ โข the heroine isn't doing her job!
Your mornings always begin at exactly the same time. You wake up at 6:15, finish breakfast by 6:35, and leave the house at precisely seven o'clock with your clipboard tucked beneath one arm and your favorite pocket watch safely tucked into your pocket. Your parents often joke that if every clock in Foothill Town suddenly stopped working, the townspeople could simply watch your daily routine to figure out the time. You take the compliment very seriously.
Foothill Town sits comfortably between Night Raven College and Royal Sword Academy, thriving on the constant flow of students, merchants, and visiting families. Small cafรฉs line the streets, shopkeepers greet their regulars by name, and apartment buildings remain full year-round because everyone wants to live near the prestigious schools. Your family owns one such complex, and helping maintain it has been one of your responsibilities for as long as you can remember. Collecting rent, checking fire alarms, and organizing maintenance schedules are all perfectly respectable tasks that suit your love of order.
Most importantly, your life has absolutely nothing to do with the main story.
Because, unfortunately, you know exactly what kind of world you live in.
An otome game.
The realization had come years ago, accompanied by memories that never belonged to this life. At first, you had panicked, convinced that you would somehow become entangled in dramatic romances and dangerous adventures. Then you remembered the most wonderful detail imaginable: you weren't the heroine. The protagonist attended Night Raven College, surrounded by handsome love interests and exciting plot developments, while you lived peacefully in Foothill Town collecting rent money and worrying about whether the building's emergency lanterns needed replacing.
It was perfect.
The heroine had a job to do.
You did not.
This morning is the third Tuesday of the month, which means rent collection day. Your schedule has already been color-coded, checked twice, and arranged down to the minute, leaving absolutely no room for unexpected interruptions. Professor Crewel's apartment is your final stop before returning home, and you can't help smiling as you glance down at your pocket watch.
Seven thirty-two.
Right on schedule.
You climb the stairs toward Apartment 3-B with a light step, enjoying the familiar sounds drifting through the building. Someone downstairs is playing soft music while cleaning, the scent of fresh bread from a nearby bakery lingers in the morning air, and sunlight pours through the hallway windows in warm golden strips. Everything feels ordinary.
Then a glowing screen appears in front of your face.
You stop so abruptly that your shoes squeak against the floor.
How do you fail an otome game? More importantly, why is the System telling you about it? The original heroine attends Night Raven College, and you've never even met her before. Whatever catastrophe she's caused over there should have absolutely nothing to do with your peaceful, carefully scheduled existence.
You decide that this must be a glitch.
Yes.
A strange magical bug.
That explanation is significantly better than any alternative.
Determined to ignore the increasingly horrifying windows floating in your vision, you straighten your shoulders and knock on Professor Crewel's door exactly on time.
The door swings open almost immediately.
"Well, well. If it isn't my favorite little rabbit," Crewel says smoothly, one hand holding a coffee mug while the other extends an envelope toward you. Even this early in the morning, he looks impeccably put together, his expression carrying the familiar amusement he always seems to reserve for you. "Prompt as always. Good."
"Of course, Professor Crewel!" you reply, accepting the envelope with both hands. "Punctuality is extremely important. I couldn't possibly arrive late for rent collection."
"Hah. That's why I like you, pup. You understand that clocks exist for a reason."
Relief washes through you.
Normal conversation.
Normal morning.
Normal life.
You carefully note his payment on your clipboard and prepare to leave, only for Crewel to casually lean against the doorway.
"Oh, that reminds me," he says. "Your father spoke with me yesterday. He asked whether I knew of any part-time work opportunities that might suit you."
Your entire body freezes.
"...Part-time work?"
"Mm. Apparently, you're looking for something to do outside of helping with the apartments." His smile widens ever so slightly. "Conveniently enough, our benevolent Headmage announced this morning that Night Raven College requires another tutor. Naturally, I recommended you immediately."
Professor Crewel immediately notices the change in your expression, one elegant eyebrow arching as he takes another sip of his coffee. "Something the matter, pup?" he asks, his voice carrying the same casual confidence as always. "You look as though you've seen a ghost."
A ghost would have been preferable.
The original heroine had failed. Somehow, somewhere on campus, she had completely derailed the story that was supposed to happen, and now the System was searching for someone else to fill the empty role. Out of every person on Sage's Islandโevery student, every magician, every ordinary citizenโit had selected you. The very person who had spent years feeling grateful that she had been born safely outside the plot.
One final notification appears before your eyes, brighter and larger than all the others.
Your heart sinks straight into your stomach as reality finally settles over you. This wasn't a glitch. It wasn't a magical error or some temporary malfunction that would fix itself by tomorrow morning. Professor Crewel had already recommended you for a position at Night Raven College, the Headmage apparently needed another tutor, and the System had decided that those circumstances were enough to drag you directly into the story.
You had spent your entire life believing that the heroine's job belonged to someone else.
Apparently, the heroine hadn't been doing her job.
DERE TYPES โโโ โข the heroine isn't doing her job!
Hajidere (ๆฅใใใฌ)
A hajidere becomes extremely shy and embarrassed when it comes to romance. They panic easily, overthink every interaction, and become flustered by even the smallest displays of affection.
โโ .เฒ You aren't shy in everyday life, but the moment the possibility of romance enters the picture, your brain completely short-circuits. The System says a confession event is approaching? Suddenly you're late for a very important (not)date on the other side of campus!
Kichidere (่ฆๅพใใฌ)
A kichidere expresses affection through rules, structure, and guidance. Rather than openly admitting their feelings, they show love by worrying about someone's wellbeing and helping them maintain order in their life.
โโ .เฒ Riddle may scold you for skipping meals, staying up too late, or running across campus without taking breaks, but every criticism comes from a place of genuine care. The more he likes someone, the more involved he becomes in their daily routine.
Itazurakko (ใใใใใฃๅญ)
An itazurakko loves teasing the person they care about. They enjoy provoking reactions, making jokes, and finding creative ways to get attention.
โโ .เฒ Ace constantly keeps conversations going long after tutoring sessions end and takes great pleasure in making you flustered. Unfortunately, his teasing usually hides genuine affection.
Jendere (ใธใงใณใใฌ)
A jendere is kind, honest, and wholeheartedly devoted to helping the person they love. They naturally prioritize their happiness and wellbeing above everything else.
โโ .เฒ Deuce always offers to carry books, walk you to the bus stop, and help with anything you need. Even when he becomes embarrassed, his sincerity never wavers.
Darudere (ใใซใใฌ)
A darudere appears lazy, unmotivated, and indifferent, but becomes much softer around someone they genuinely care about.
โโ .เฒ Leona constantly tells you to slow down, take naps, and stop stressing over schedules. While he acts like nothing bothers him, he quietly watches over the people important to him.
Smugdere
A smugdere is playful, confident, and loves acting clever around the person they like. They enjoy teasing others but secretly treasure their relationships.
โโ .เฒ Ruggie never misses an opportunity to joke, negotiate, or turn situations to his advantage. However, beneath all the laughter is someone incredibly loyal and hardworking.
Rindere (ๅใใฌ)
A rindere maintains a composed, elegant, and intellectual image while struggling to express vulnerable emotions.
โโ .เฒ Azul would much rather offer you a contract than admit he enjoys your company. His feelings often hide behind business proposals, politeness, and carefully crafted excuses.
Sadodere (ใตใใใฌ)
A sadodere enjoys teasing, observing, and occasionally tormenting the person they care aboutโbut never with malicious intent.
โโ .เฒ Jade finds your reactions endlessly fascinating and takes great joy in making you nervous. The more comfortable he becomes, the more playful his mischief grows.
Teasedere
A teasedere openly shows affection through playful behavior and constant attention.
โโ .เฒ Floyd loves dragging you into whatever interests him at the moment and giving you embarrassing nicknames. His emotions are unpredictable, but his attachment is always obvious.
Deredere (ใใฌใใฌ)
The classic romantic archetype. A deredere is cheerful, affectionate, and completely honest about caring for others.
โโ .เฒ Kalim never hides how much he enjoys spending time with you. He wants everyone around him to be happy and naturally includes you in everything he does.
Hinedere (ใฒใญใใฌ)
A hinedere is cynical, guarded, and reluctant to trust others, but gradually opens up over time.
โโ .เฒ Jamil notices your exhaustion long before anyone else, though he rarely expresses concern directly. His affection appears through actions rather than words.
Himedere (ๅงซใใฌ)
A himedere carries themselves with confidence, elegance, and high standards. They expect excellence from both themselves and the people around them.
โโ .เฒ Vil pushes you to take better care of yourself because he genuinely wants you to thrive. His demanding nature comes from a place of affection and admiration.
Nijidere (่นใใฌ)
A nijidere sees beauty and romance in everything around them. They love passionately and express their admiration openly and dramatically.
โโ .เฒ Rook finds even the smallest details about you fascinating and worthy of praise. Every interaction becomes poetry in his eyes.
Dere-tsun (ใใฌใใณ)
Unlike a tsundere, who starts cold before becoming affectionate, a dere-tsun begins warm and caring but occasionally acts prickly or defensive out of embarrassment.
โโ .เฒ Epel genuinely likes helping others and wants to be dependable, but his pride gets in the way whenever someone calls him cute or questions his masculinity. He may grumble and deny things, but his affection is never truly hidden.
Hikikomori Utsudere
An utsudere struggles with low self-esteem and often assumes the worst about themselves, while a hikikomori prefers isolation and avoids social interaction.
โโ .เฒ Idia genuinely believes he's an NPC in everyone else's story and panics whenever conversations become too personal. Yet the more comfortable he grows, the more enthusiastic and affectionate he becomes.
Kuudere (ใฏใผใใฌ)
A kuudere appears calm, reserved, and emotionally distant, but possesses deep feelings beneath the surface.
โโ .เฒ Malleus rarely expresses excitement outwardly, though he treasures every interaction he shares with you. His quiet nature often makes his affection even more meaningful.
Dandere (ใใณใใฌ)
A dandere is naturally quiet, soft-spoken, and reserved, but becomes more expressive around people they trust.
โโ .เฒ Silver may struggle to communicate his feelings directly, but his actions always speak for him. His loyalty and kindness remain constant, even when words fail.
top things the Lord has been teaching me recently:
I do not need to pray Godโs will into existence; I just need to pray that I would be aligned with it.
genuine self-examination requires humility, honesty, and an understanding of both Godโs grace and His standard of perfection.
my job day to day is to demonstrate the character of Christ, which involves studying it in His Word and imitating it.
I will never be perfect or close to it, but I need to be very watchful and willing to change the flaws God makes me aware of.
with all the things God has forgiven me for, I have absolutely no excuse for holding grudges against anyone else.
thereโs nothing I or anyone else can do to stop Godโs perfect plan from happening, but I still need to seek His will in doing whatโs right.
anything Iโm not willing to trustingly place in Godโs hands is an idol that Iโm trying to maintain control over.
God is not waiting for an opportunity to punish me for the things I do wrong; Heโs waiting for the chance to reconcile with me when I repent.
I donโt need to punish myself or wait a certain amount of time before I repent and reconcile with God after I make mistakes; Heโs ready and waiting for me whenever I come to Him.
thereโs nothing I need to do to re-earn Godโs love and grace after I sin because I didnโt do anything to earn it in the first place.
the good things I do for God are not requirements for His love, but extensions and expressions of it.
everything I do for Godโs glory on earth will have an eternal significance.
every good thing that I long for right now will one day be fulfilled when Iโm in His eternal presence.
living in a close relationship with God and in accordance with His will is so much sweeter and more fulfilling than anything I might seek instead.
despite my own initial reluctance, the Lord really impressed upon me that this was His message that He wanted to share. He always warns in love, as a family member warns their loved ones when they see danger coming. for it's not His will that any should perish, but all should come to repentance (2 Peter 3:9).
and if you see these things come to pass and you're still here, you can still accept Jesus' salvation. but it will be hard. don't take the Mark of the Antichrist on your forehead or hand, your eternal death would then be sealed. believe on the Lord Jesus Christ today, He is the only way!
"For everyone has sinned; we all fall short of God's glorious standard." -Romans 3:23
"But God showed His great love for us by sending Christ to die for us while we were still sinners. And since we have been made right in God's sight by the blood of Christ, He will certainly save us from God's condemnation." -Romans 5:8-9
I would be curious to hear what other Christian content creators--namely fan fiction writers--experience when they post fan content on platforms like Ao3, etc.
I assume people who are not interested in faith based creative works don't interact much, but I wonder how common it is to experience unnecessary negativity or criticisms as a result.
My approach is a bit unconventional in the way of faith based works because I am a very firm believer in realism. I don't think that it's productive to always consume media that lacks significant conflict or parallels to the world we live in, because ultimately life is messy and the world has fallen from grace. True growth comes from understanding that the world is flawed, we are flawed, and our sins have very dire consequences on ourselves and one another. People learn a lot about themselves and others by experiencing perspectives that they otherwise may have never considered. I prefer to balance reality and serious topics without glorifying things that shouldn't be.
On the other side of that, I use this space to glorify change, transformation, repentance, and redemption. While not every character can be saved (as a parallel to not every person wants to be saved or do good), it's important to show the contrast between the power of salvation versus hearts that have hardened eternally.
Because of this, I'm not entirely sure how my work will be received since I fall into a gray area. My work feels too dark at times to be considered true Christian content, but they're "too preachy" for standard Ao3 audiences by definition of fandom culture. At the end of the day, neither of these things will stop me from writing, but I do wonder if anyone else has experienced something similar or how their experiences have been so far.
Hey! โจ So for me Ao3 is pretty chill. I've never received hate/negative comments from there and my stuff is usually very obviously Christian coded or religious in other's eyes probs.
On Tumblr though I've had 2 people tell me to put a warning in my tags for religious cause it's a problem for themโthey don't like christianity and might not have had a good experience with it and to that I say sorry but scroll.
Like you implied, we can choose what we want to read or interact with. If I don't want to read something then I don't. If I see something I think is gross, disturbing or makes me uncomfortable for whatever reason - I skip, ignore, move on with my life because my I don't like that.
That's where preference comes in ๐คง.
Maybe some people won't read Christian fanfics or maybe Christians may not be into what you're writing and that's okay! There will be an audience for you! I guarantee your fic/story will attract who it needs to. That used to be one of my biggest concerns thinking no one will read my stuff or would find what I write too preachy. I was proven wrong.
Psalm 23:1. We lack nothing. My audience my not be huge, but I've got christians and non-christians reading my stuff. Basically anyone who doesn't mind reading what I dish out. God will provide readers who get your writing if I might not or the next person doesn't.
I don't think there's anything wrong with your approach. That's a fresh take. It's real and raw. It's just the reality of how things are in this worldโbad. There's good too but lots of stuff happen in the flesh but we still have hope. Still, like Job who felt suicidal thinks can get worse before they get better. Think of the Bible so much went onโliterally so much happens!
One thing I don't like or can't get into is if something bad is described too vividlyโby bad I mean maybe someone's getting murdered or raped or idk like I don't want to read something that'll put that image in my mind. I'd prefer to read about bad things on a surface level more telling, less showing but still holding true to the psychological and emotional trauma side of things. That I can handle. But I can also choose to skip those scenes and proceed the chapter.
Not everyone in our lives get saved, not all of them live long healthy lives. We've all gone through hardships and it's okay to show that to the readers while showcasing that in those moments there was someone who met us when we were messed up. Jesus. But maybe someone else didn't experience it that way.
That makes me think of Pharoah. Not everyone will be saved or want to be saved. He didn't accept God. Didn't want to. He rejected God (and he suffered for it) like we have a choice.
That's the beauty of faith's not forced. It's shouldn't be portrayed that way. We're not pushing our beliefs on the readers or characters (unless the characters are Christian) were just showing them our side of things how we believe and live. Not saying you do itโbut this is how we do it. You don't have to but it's open.
I say post DAT fic! Don't be scared, post it and don't check on for a while hehe. Don't stop writing. I get what you mean! Been there, learned to care less and focus on what God's inspired me to write. Someone out there might need the message you have to give. In the way you write it! ๐ซ.
For Midoriya Inkoโthe tired man with messy black hair, too much coffee in his basket, and a habit of choosing her registerโevery single time is simply another customer.
A quiet one. A polite one.
One she secretly worried about more than she probably should.
Inko doesn't know he's the Pro Hero Eraserhead.
He doesn't know she's raising a quirkless little boy who still dreams of becoming a hero.
It wasn't love at first sight.
It was cold, achy night adorned with hunger pains that lead to their first meeting and the comfort that came afterโis how Aizawa Shouta's shopaholic journey began.
This is how he became the problem.
Or maybe he was just oblivious.
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Featuring best friends Yamada & Nemuri!
Caffeine addict Aizawa who develops a shopping addiction all because he liked a girl.
I've got 2 chapters drafted and a bunch of planning that needs to be written outโbut oh gosh it's so wholesome. It's inspired by the manga and now anime adaptation, "Smoking behind the supermarket with you." Wholesome slow burn age gap romanceโshowcasing work life and the pressure that comes with it, and finding an exhaleโor breather in unexpected places.
Redraw of that really cute scene I found!! Does anyone want more blank period nejiten? I have so many designs for him but couldn't draw them or whatever ๐ dumbass artblock and I also have zero scenarios someone HELP ME please
These two remind me of each other...pink haired extroverts + their shy black haired bestie (in my mind sakura and hinata are besties, it's canon, trust)
...i'm not the only one who sees it, right?