Feral rook lives rent free in my brain. Art based on @lowerstart awesome fanfic of my favorite love maniac. She has a whole series for twisted wonderland please check them out!
stuff for a lil overblot au i've been playing around w/ recently (or rather part of a round two of overblots au)
[gesturing to a table littered with notes] trust issues and post-book 4 tensions and isolation and how water acts as a barrier in stuff like moats and islands and the like. you know how it is.
during an argument with Ra's about whether or not the Al Ghul family could even be considered legal royalty, Jason convinces him to spend a ridiculous amount of time and resources declaring Nanda Parbat and by consequence the League of Assassins to be a part of their own independent nation/country, of which the Al Ghuls are the royal family. an unintended consequence of this is that they are then somehow invited to participate in the Olympic games, whereupon Jason thinks it would be funny to compete in the precision shooting division. it becomes rapidly less funny when he runs into Dick Grayson in the Olympic Village, because Dick lost a bet and had to compete in America's gymnastics division for that year.
a leaked series of press shots shows a photo of the two recreating the spiderman pointing meme in the middle of the street and then a photo of Jason booking it while Dick gives chase, and the footage of Jason winning the gold will forever be immortalised in Gotham meme culture simply because Dick is seen in the background of the entire livestream, standing in the front of the viewing area with his arms crossed and fucking glaring into the side of Jason's skull without blinking or looking away for a second.
Ra's has to give a statement about how he agreed to house Bruce Wayne's second ward as part of a witness protection program, and when he comes back from the press conference he solemnly declares to Jason that 'being royalty wasn't fucking worth it.'
Hello! Can I the OB boys with a fem reader who has a habit of sleeping on them and hugging them tightly when she sleeps with them? Thank you! (and sry if this sounds a bit weird. I have a habit of hugging my pillow when I sleep)
Sleepy Cuddles
Overblot Boys x Reader
Notes: I don’t think hugging your pillow is weird, I don’t do it personally, but I think a lot of people do😊 This is a super cute request, like it might get self indulgent at some points lolol
Riddle
At first, Riddle thinks it’s unacceptable. It’s one thing for partners to share the same bed, but a whole different thing when said partner doesn’t believe in personal space.
It was already a lot for him getting used to the idea of sharing a bed in the first place, now he has to get used to the idea of cuddling.
Riddle doesn’t get much hugs to begin with, unless they’re from you, and while he loves them, he almost collared you when you rolled onto him one night.
He went completely stiff, his heart beating fast, and his face bright red, but as he noticed you weren’t going to move, he started to enjoy it.
The warmth of your two bodies pressed together, the rhythm of your heartbeat helping to slow his down, and your cute little snores.
Nowadays, whenever you don’t cuddle up to him at night, he assumes you’re upset or he’s done something wrong.
Leona
Lions naturally sleep in piles, so it wouldn’t be far off for lion beastfolk to fall asleep cuddling one another.
In fact, it was Leona who rolled over on top of you one day, then you just snuggled in, and it’s been that way ever since.
Leona does notice after a while that you prefer holding onto him and cuddling, rather than him sleeping on top of you, so he pays more attention.
He’ll pull you in rather than rolling onto you, or just placing you on top of him, he’ll just wrap an arm around your waist and let you do what you want.
Once Leona gets used to you cuddling him, he’s going to expect cuddles every night, so you should warn him in advance before you get in bed.
If not, he’s just gonna snuggle up to you, and pull you close like he always does.
Azul
Like Riddle, Azul finds it unacceptable when you suddenly get into his personal space at first. But unlike Riddle, he immediately takes it as a sign that you’re comfortable with him.
He also goes stiff the first few times you roll on top of him, or squeeze him tight in your sleep. Not because he’s uncomfortable, but because he doesn’t want to disturb you.
It means so much to him that you’re comfortable enough to be so close to him while being in your most vulnerable state, and he doesn’t want to ruin anything.
Azul slowly starts to get used to it, and you notice that he’ll cling onto you too, though it hard to tell if it because he loves you so much, or it’s just instinct from being an octomer.
Either way, you two become so used to each other’s body heat, that whenever you’re not near each other, it’s freezing.
Jamil
Jamil finds it odd at first, but takes it as a sign of trust and show of further your relationship, and just cuddles you back after a while.
It does get hot in Scarabia, so sometimes he’ll slide you off without waking you up somehow, so you’ll open your eyes the next morning and notice you’re separated.
When Jamil doesn’t end up sliding you off, he’ll wrap an arm around you tightly in an almost vice grip, as if someone was going to steal you.
You’re the first person he’s ever shared his heart with, and he wants to be the only one, so if cuddling makes you happy, so be it, it makes him happy too.
If you really are bothered by getting slid off sometimes, he’ll compromise by holding your hand, so you won’t be completely apart.
Vil
Vil almost thought you had lost your mind the first time you snuggle your way into his personal space. Why you go and ruin his beauty sleep?? You know the oils from your face are gonna-…
“Wait, couples actually do this outside of tv…”, he thinks as he looks down at your peaceful face.
It takes a while for Vil to get used to, but the number one rule is that you CANNOT press your cheek against his.
Even if he has you on the same impeccable skincare routine as his, he doesn’t want to risk any drool, he’d rather you drool on his pajamas top if either of you can help it.
Eventually, Vil will welcome your cuddles with open arms, and even be excited for them as they’ll start being his most favorite part of the day.
Idia
Idia audibly gasps the first time, and probably the next couple time you wrap your arms around him in your sleep. He doesn’t even think he’s worthy of being your ‘snuggle buddy’.
He unironically calls the two of you that now ever since he got used to you cuddling him, and he thinks of it as some kind of honor.
Idia already treats your hugs as some kind of power up, but you cuddling him in bed at night like he’s some romance manga protagonist? He treats it as a SSR legendary reward you can only earn at the highest possible level.
You better believe he’s never letting you go, you’re his ‘snuggle buddy’ now, no matter how cringe that sounds to you and him.
Since Idia spends so much time in his room, and you hang out there a lot, he won’t initiate it himself, but he’ll start subtly asking for cuddles all the time.
He’ll want you to snuggle up to him while he’s playing on his console, he’ll want you on his lap when he’s sitting his gaming chair, and he’ll want you to lay on top of him while you’re watching anime together.
You of course don’t mind at all, and you two become almost inseparable in the comfort of Idia’s room.
Malleus
Malleus thinks you rolling on top of him at night and hug him tight as just another one of your human customs, so he welcomes the gesture with open arms.
He loves getting to know you better and learning about the strange things humans do, so after a few nights of this, he’ll ask you directly why you cuddle him so tightly at night.
When you explain it’s a gesture of love and trust, Malleus is overjoyed that his child of man feels so close to him.
He quickly begins to cuddle you at night as well to show how much he loves and trust you back, he even curls around you slightly as if you’re a hoard of treasure, which to him, you are.
Malleus loves cuddling so much to the point where he’ll start doing it in public, he won’t care, and it’s not like anyone’s going to tell him to stop besides his more eccentric guard.
Whether you do or don’t like it, you’ll have to explain what PDA is, why other people could be uncomfortable by it, and whether or not you’re comfortable with it.
More Notes: This was so cute to write omg🥹💕 I think you can lowkey see my favoritism showing with this one… But like, some of them, I felt like I’d be dragging it if I added any more bullet points😭
While courting, moray eels will begin with the eels gaping widely at each other over a long period of time, before entwining their bodies around each other for hours.
Floyd Leech! Who had started acting even stranger than usual recently, if it was even possible - mismatched eyes widening with a stupidly awestruck lovestruck? look on his face, giggling like a schoolgirl and similarly gaping his mouth open too, before skipping away, in a good enough mood for the entire day to attend his classes and work his shifts at Monstro Lounge - weird, but it was probably nothing… right? Cue to him happily opening his mouth around you more and more, pouting and growing impatient at your very apparent confusion about what he was doing, endlessly complaining about how “You started it first, squishy ~” and that you were “just as dense as a sea rock”, despite his own failed attempts at understanding that you had no clue to what he was doing. Nearly throwing in the towel and giving up telling you that he reciprocated your feeling when he caught you mid-yawn, eagerly perking up and mirroring your open mouth, face spilt in a wide grin as you left your mouth open to stare at him in mild confusion Scooping you up in his arms and twirling you around mid-air like a madman, and any student walking by would think so too, judging by how positively giddy he was acting right now (with his stupidly cute sharp-toothed grin and his annoyingly adorable laugh -) Things going back to normal for a little while, if not for the Floyd now permanently hanging over your shoulder, but it wasn’t like you minded that much… up until Jade approached the both of you one day in the canteen, Floyd’s arm swung over your shoulder as per usual, smile a little too sharp - “My, my, so I finally get to meet the ‘Squishy’ Floyd keeps mentioning - you really are quite bold, courting my brother like that -“ What? The eel in question groaning and pulling you to his chest, shooing his brother away. "Bleh. Get away from my squishy, Jade. They chose me, anyway, right?" ;))
Jade Leech! Whose usually pale face flushed an odd shade of pink when you opened your mouth to ask him about something, though nothing did come out as you decided that ogling his face in a rare moment of actual humanity would be more worth it - a poor decision, on your end, because now Jade had suddenly decided to follow you around school like some pink-faced, politely smiling shadow, mouth always ajar whenever you turned to look at him(staring at him for too long would result in him turning slightly despondent at your lack of response, for some reason). Helping you out with whatever task or errand you had, with seemingly no repercussions, apart from vouchers for half-off meals at the Monstro Lounge and a promise to have him as your server… but he probably just wanted you to owe him something, correct? (Ignore how he always ended up putting all his attention on your table, even if the Lounge was packed…) Blushing a rare shade of crimson that one time you’d decided to mirror his peculiar action and open your mouth as well, only managing a soft yelp as he dragged you away to an empty storeroom in the Monstro Lounge, face squished into the crook of your neck, long arms wrapped around your middle and legs entwined with yours, clinging onto you for dear life, even missing a shift due to you… oh well, it wasn’t like he particularly minded. Floyd himself coming to your dorm a while after you and Jade’s encounter, clearly upset - “Hey, I don’t care what you and Jade do together, but can you keep him in your dorm? He’s been acting all smiley and giggly after you started courting him… it’s gross.” The man in question only smiled when you finally confronted him, tucking a strand of your hair back as he grinned mischievously, “Oya? Weren’t you the one that started courting me? I merely returned your affections, that’s all.” ;)
While courting, male octopuses will typically use body language and colour changes to communicate his intentions, as well as to impress their potential mate.
Azul Ashengrotto! Who had started to invite you over to the Monstro Lounge more and more often than usual, citing taste tests for new items on the menu, free half-off vouchers and help for schoolwork, all with his eyes darting away from yours every single time, face tinted a pale pink all the while. Face now always semi-buried in body language books, clearly attempting to copy whatever he’d learnt, and failing miserably every. Single. Time. Much too skittish to maintain eye contact without faltering and making an absolute fool of himself(he’d gotten lost in your eyes and forgot what he’d wanted to say), too shy to initiate even a little bit of skinship(shrieking and fleeing the scene after you’d accidentally brushed your hand against his), too anxious to properly pull off a pick-up-line(mixing up his lines so horrendously you couldn’t help but laugh, further fueling the fact that he was sure he would never be able to win your affections). Nearly impulsively dying his hair red and stopped only by the fact that it would bring Floyd and Jade joy, which he did not wish to give them. At least not for something beneficial. Randomly asking you to join him in his VIP room one day, arms awkwardly hugging you from behind, eyes widening in surprise when you didn’t shove him off or tried to eat him, hiding his face in the crook your neck, presumably to bury his bright red face away from your curious gaze, weakly asking if you could “Just stay like this for a while. I-I’ll give you vouchers, just let me… just let me have this.” Pressing open-mouthed kisses everywhere but your mouth, beaming at the successful mount, face flushing a fascinating shade of crimson when you kissed him square of his lips - you…you liked him enough to let him stay? Really? Drafting out a proposal contract for you the minute he figured out a way to hold onto you while retaining semi-readable handwriting, holding it out to you with his chest puffed out, reading you the many causes. “You, the contractee, shall visit the contractor’s family every holiday, to properly meet the contractor’s family to ensure blessings for marriage - what’s with that look? You did accept my courtship, after all.” ;))))
hey, if you liked this… check out Heartslabyul's, Savannaclaw’s or Diasomnia’s versions?
alternatively; check out the Octavinelle masterlist?
Even though all of his siblings are constantly trying to get his attention and talking at the same time, Kalim always remembers what each of them says and answers every single one of their questions
This is Thiago, a big fan of Jamil and his self-proclaimed spy. He’s constantly telling Jamil about his siblings’ secrets, especially anything involving Kalim
Sher and Aba don’t get along very well. Despite that, Sher always sneaks into Aba’s room to sleep. No one is quite sure why, since he rarely talks about what he’s thinking
IN WHICH ; requested by anonymous! You could do a scene with the housewardens Where do we receive a letter from someone else on February 14th? Like the typical event of the mailbox on the 14th and the reader receives a letter with a love Confession, being in a established relationship with the housewarden!
AUTHORS NOTE ; IK VALENTINES DAY WAS A WHILE AGO BUT THIS REQUEST PEAKED MY INTEREST, sorry if the fics after leonas seem rushed i had a super tiring day</3 hope you all enjoy ! (｡♡‿♡｡)
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RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS cherished your relationship, and everyone knows it. it's not a secret that you both are in a relationship, but some brave soldier decided to test his luck.
it's an unsaid rule, keep your eyes off the housewardens partner. even ace gets goosebumps when riddle glared daggers at him from across the table when he starts to get too close for comfort.
riddle isn't the type to out right claim he's jealous, but he does a bad job hiding it―collaring anyone who gets too handsy with you. he knows you won't ever leave him, but he's just nervous. he's never really had a proper relationship before you came along.
he claims he's following the rules, until he comes to actually pulling you away and getting in between you and the other boy.
valentines day at night raven college isn't as different as a regular school day―students bussing around the halls, homework piling up―the only difference was the letter sent to you, a love letter.
when a perfumed, sealed with a bright red heart envelope ends up in your hands, you assume it's from riddle rosehearts himself. sure he already gave you a bouquet of roses and the neatest letter earlier in the day, but maybe this one as different. one he wanted you to read by yourself.
when you show it off to him, smiling happily―riddle stares unimpressed. "what is that?" when he claims he didn't write you another letter, you scrunch your nose in confusion. until he clicks in―peeling the sticker clean off you unravel the letter and the first couple of sentences before clamping your hands together with a sharp gasp.
riddle arches his brow, taking an elegant step toward you he stops just before you can hide it away. he gave you that look, the look the sends his students running for their money―so you showed it to him, telling him you weren't going to go.
riddle reads over the letter, reading every word carefully like he's looking over a test. it's a full, heart-warming confession. signed by, your secret admirer, complimenting your smile, your features―saying they've had their eye on your for months. they asked to meet up by the beach at sunset tonight.
the housewarden stares at the letter, eyes narrowed. his jaw tightens, exhaling long enough to compose himself. "what an utter buffon..." he mummers, "to knowingly pursue someone already in a relationship? where's the respect?"
he then looks over at you, eyes soft and warm, like a switch in him went off. a flicker of insecurity, died instantly.
"i―" he pauses, clearing his throat, "will toss out the letter. such words coming out of another man's mouth, about my beloved, a huge violation of the rules..."
you chuckle at his flushed face, clearly noticing the jealousy bubble up in his chest. you take his wrist and pull the letter out of his hand, "don't worry, my queen~ i am under only your command,"
he stares at you, eyes narrowed with a small pout, "don't ever state it like that again, you make it sound..."
"dirty?"
"unsophisticated!"
you giggled as his face turns the same color as his hair, interlacing your fingers with his own.
his grumbles are muffled into a kiss, your lips pressing his softly―he will make anyone's head roll if they think they can take you away from him. later on, that same evening, you notice he's clinger than usual. cuddling into your chest he lets the silence stretch―brushing his thumbs over your skin to reassure him your still here, with him.
LEONA KINGSCHOLAR makes sure everyone knows your his, he claimed you―just as much as you claimed him. all of savanaclaw, all of night raven college, knows your leona's partner. he had a habit of grabbing you around the waist, pulling you in for a kiss and tangle his fingers in your hair when he's near.
even sometimes letting his fingers graze the sleeve of your uniform when walking by, just to flash you a grin when you jump.
you don't get the letter via mailbox, you get your very own delivery by a certain hyena. you're seated in leona's lap while he rests on the grass, basically using his chest as a table to write down notes for your upcoming written exam. legs crossed over his thighs, your ankles lock. it's an odd position, but no one seemed to mind. not even leona, who let his arm rest never his eyes while his free hand played with you fingers.
ruggie walks up from behind, a hand in his pocket while the older than an envelope. he tossed the paper casually over your notebook on leona's chest, grabbing the attention of both you and the lion.
"yo, prefect! someone left this in your bag during history." he spoke, leaving with a toothy grin. you knew that smile, all too well.
leona didn't budge, he just listened. you take the envelope and delicately open it―unbeknownst to the fact it had a heart stick on the front.
you unwrap the paper and read it to yourself at first, your eyes widened. it's a love confession...to you. it's bold, scripted―like it's been in someone's mind for months. it's also straightforward, stating the fact he knew your dating him, but he can't get his mind off you.
he complimented you, named every positive factor about you―until you felt leona move under you. "what the hell are you reading?" he asks, peeking an eye from under his arm to look up at you. in a panic, you fold the paper back up and hide it behind your back.
"oh, it's nothin'―"
"nah, give it here."
leona scribbles his fingers along your sides, forcing light giggles out of you as well as your arms shooting back out to block him. in the moment, he snatched the paper out of your hands. you didn't bother fighting bad for it, he was already reading it.
mid sentence, he scoffs with a sly smirk. "got guts, i'll give him that."
but the way his tail flicks, you can tell something in him struck. on valentine's day or all damn days. he grumbles under his breath, crumbling the paper in his hands and tossing it in his pant pocket. why was he keeping it? to burn it.
he didn't realize you were still looking down at him until he sighed, leaning back down to relax, or attempt to. "you gonna meet'em?"
"no." you spoke confidentiality, tracing a finger over his chest, you kept a straight face. he hums, pulling you closer to his chest you papers fall your sides. "ack, leona my―"
"don't care, nap time."
you paused for a moment, grabbing his biceps to hold yourself up as he tried to pull you closer to his chest.
"you can't just―"
"i think i can. that letter left me in distress―your my pillow now."
"leona, that doesn't make any―"
"hush. pillows don't talk."
you glare at him, emerald eyes met yours with the same intensity―just a tad bit lazier. like he knows you'll give in to him, and not to his surprise you cuddle into his chest. he smirks into your hair when you tuck your face into his neck.
he'll never admit to the jealousy, he's better than that. only because she knows you're not stupid enough to leave and he's not stupid enough to let you out of his sight for that long for you to make stupid choices.
despite that, you felt his tail curl around your ankle while he drifted off to sleep, a possessive arm wrapped around your waist. if the anonymous sender didn't realize you were mated already, now they'll know.
AZUL ASHENGROTTO has a signed contract with you, living proof you're taken. he has no shame showing off the paper to anyone who thinks otherwise. even though your fate has been signed with ink, he proves his love to you throughout the relationship.
he won't be surprised if not everyone knows that both of you are dating, he isn't one for pda―caught up in both schools, running the mostro lounge and keeping himself in line―the time you ever get with him is precious.
you were sitting on the couch of his office, scribbling in your notebook while he sat at his desk organizing contracts and bills for the lounge until a knock on the door cuts through the comfortable silence.
azul grants whoever is behind the door entry, a familiar eel twin steps inside―jade leech―a hand behind his back with an envelope in the other. he apologizes for intruding, but a letter for you has been brought to his attention.
this peeks azul's interest as much as it did yours, your head twist to look at jade as you take the letter from him. his smile sent chills down your spine, you noticed the ripped edges. "did you read through it?" You asked, honestly not that offended.
he didn't deny or confirm, just sending a smile to Azul before excusing himself. you show off the letter to him when you pull out the folded paper, his pen is down and his glasses shine against the ceiling light.
when your gasp turns sharp and short, he gets suspicious. you Ross the paper to the couch beside you and stare at him before you feel a shadow over you. you didn't stop him from taking the paper, his eyes scan the words written.
hes silent for a moment, and another―until he lets out a chuckle, letting the laugh fill the room. you couldn't help but crack a smile too, watching hims adjust his glasses azul takes a seat next to you.
"my, my~ how bold." he understands why jade didn't comment on it, realizing this was the reason why came here. you rush to reassure him, telling him you don't care about the silly letter and you love him. he believes you, that isn't the issue despite the fact he has questioned it before―"the sender is either foolishly optimistic...or deliberately an idiot."
you giggle, settling close to his thighs you wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him on the cheek―his cheeks flush, but he melts just as hard.
later that evening, he gets floyd and jade to identify the handwriting for azul recognised the ink, clocking it to the two twins he tells them to talk with him.
ever since then? you haven't received any other anonymous letter. he'll admit to the jealousy eventually, but he claims he did for your relationship. and for once, you couldn't agree more.
KALIM AL-ASIM isn't subtle when it comes to you and your relationship, cheering your name when he spots you in a crowd, wrapping his arms around your neck when he hugs you and pecks your face with soft, death light kisses.
everyone knew you were dating, in fact he held a PARTY as a wake up call for the whole school―everyone was invited. everyone knew you were taken, but one evening he actually opened his eyes.
you called out to him, walking down the lounge of scarabia you let kalim hug you tight while you showed off the letter, "hm? what's that? a letter?" he was curious just as much as you were, a happy smile on his face as he told you to open it.
he should have taken it back, as the first couple of sentences had him gasp loudly. the letter...is a love confession―about your smile, your hair and personality. this anonymous sender spilled his heart out to you...and kalim just blinks.
he doesn't react like azul or leona, instead he just takes the letter from your hand and crumbles it up. you can see the way his face drops, his mind racing with emotions―what if you end up falling for the other guy? what if you leave him?
"who is this guy? man, i wished he signed it! it would have been so much easier to figure out who he is!!"
he wasn't sure what he was even going to do with the information, maybe confront him? maybe he doesn't know you two are dating, despite being the worse at keeping it a secret.
Beyou snap him out of his trance, cupping his cheek to kiss his lips. your thumbs rub his skin as you lean your forehead to his, reassuring him you only have eyes for him. no one else will ever take his place.
yay, now he's happy and smiling―kissing you on the lips with twice the amount of passion and spins around. "im glad they think you're amazing, because you are !" oh he always finds the positive outcome of things―kalim, you make my heart flutter<3
VIL SCHOENHEIT isn't very open about your relationship in public, but if anyone asks he says he's happily dating you, eyes always seem to linger at your figure when he looks around the room.
even though you never out right told people you and vil were dating, despite your friends, rook and epel knowing―he wasn't trying to hide it. he's just more affectionate in private, posting you online on his magicam for special occasions.
when you take the letter from rooks hand, he explained how it was signed by a secret admirer as printed on the front. vil, from across the room, narrows his eyes at the both of you. when rook takes his exit, the housewarden of pomefiore strides toward you with confident steps. "may i?" he asks, not even letting you read the first few words you just handed it to him.
he smiles, unfolding the paper he scans the words before blinking slowly. moments of silent had passed, he folds the paper back up, exhaling softly. "how tasteless." he started to criticize the writing, it's not even grammatically correct, he's sloppy and very repetitive. is this a love confession or a middle school presentation script?
you laugh at his reaction, watching it just toss the envelope in the trash beside his vanity. "such behaviour is admirable, but foolish."
he doesn't get angry, but silently more protective the next couple of days. when he does get jealous, he'll lift your chin up with his fingers and examine your face lovingly.
i only love you, my queen, you know this~ you kissed him, melting into touch as he pulls you close. "i know, sweet potato. it's inevitable, i suppose, for others to stare at you, your stunning."
he keeps you close when he finds others staring at you for a long period of time, pulling to his side he kisses the top of your head every time the both of you part.
the admirer? on the floor, defeated when he realizes he can't compete with vil's love for you.
IDIA SHROUD and love confessions? AAH JUST DIG HIM SIX FEET UNDER, ORTHO PACK EVERYTHING THEY'RE MOVING BACK TO THE ISLAND OF WOE. was his mindset of you rejected him, but you didn't. you chose him, flaws and all. that's when he realizes how much he cares for you, but he wouldn't out right tell people.
when you told your friends the both of you are dating, ace laughed in your face until he realized you were serious. so he's not shocked everyone didn't know you were dating, none of you really cared to show it off.
in private though? oh god, he's a mess. when you straddle him while kissing his lips on the bed he malfunctions―but he feels a bit more confident when he's with you alone.
which is why he was laughing at the love letter some anonymous admirer sent this morning, pointing at all the misspelled words and handwriting―calling it a waste of paper.
despite laughing at the fact, he reads over it three times―they described your personality to the T and compliments your smile and other features you have.
idia unfortunately starts to get jealous, not fully, but he tries his best to not let the letter get to him. he burns it with the tip of his hair when he's alone, immediately that same evening begging to be held silently.
he realizes just how much he loves you, how much he's scared to let you go―scared you'll up and leave him, but he'd rather bite his tongue then have conversation like that. he gets so awkward and flustered, he just can't.
when you noticed him get down in the dumps since reading the love letter, you kiss him all over his face while cupping his cheeks. the way his hair turns pink and cheeks go red, you can tell he's feeling a whole lot better. keep kissing him, please. he's begging for it!
MALLEUS DRACONIA is feared by the majority of the students at night raven college, he has yet to worry about someone trying to take you away. whenever he's seen by your side, students weave out of your way and some are even scared to talk to you!
when you receive a anonymous signed letter, someone in school confessing their love for you―malleus blinks, while sebek nearly combusts.
"WHO DARES―"
malleus silences him with a look, turning his attention back to you, "may i read it?" he asks, genuinely curious. he takes the letter from your hand with a gentle touch, taking a moment to read over the words he does Infact realize it's a love confession.
beautifully scripted and their handwriting is immaculate―there's no visible anger, no scowl...but a lightning strike causes both you and sebek to flinch. "are they aware...you are already bound to me?" he asks softly and you shrug, stating the fact people have been able to get used to the fact you're dating each other.
the weather outside calms as he takes an exhale, his eyes continue to linger on the piece of paper in his hand.
"and yet...the believed they had a chance?" his lips curl into a small smile, his inner lip twitching ever so slightly. "i admire the bravery," with a snap of his fingers the letter letter burns into ashes in his hands. "but im afraid he is foolish to believe such things."
his jealousy isn't shown in rage or shouts, but in possession. he lingers close to you when you're by yourself, kissing you longer than usual and holding you close late at night when he feels like you're going to slip away. you reassured him, you aren't going anywhere. and something in his chests shifts as he hums in your hair, his hands rub across your back while you both fall into a deep slumber.
end notes. can you guys tell i got lazier as the scenarios went on? it's been a long day for me<\3
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