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CHAPTER 1 : Trials of Change

Summary : Introductions, meeting the mayor, first day on the farm and a poor financial decision. (2.8k words)

A bob of ginger hair greets you as soon as you step out the bus, she's grinning oh so wide and your chest fills with the same warmth she emits so freely

Your mind feels fresher than it ever did..

Maybe this could be home.

You smile back and she reaches her hand out to greet you with an energetic hand shake

"Hi there, my names Robin! I'm the local carpenter round' here, everyone's been asking bout you- y'know? It's not everyday someone moves in!" She finishes, only letting go when she realised your poor hand started to go a little limp

You protectively cradle your hand while sweat dropping slightly, were all your neighbours going to be this.. welcoming..?

It's a nice contrast to life in the city, but you hoped your limbs wouldn't have to pay for it..

She continues talking and you're overjoyed when your vision sharpens to something you've missed since childhood..

Robin ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

"Don't start crying already! Gosh kid- Is it my face or am I that strong??" She asks while flailing her limbs a little, and you subconciously mirror her flails as you protest the notion

"No no- sorry- uh.. think a weed went in my eye.." you reason, using your sleeve to wipe away what could've been a tear

"Uh-huh.. if you say so- Anri-chan sent me here to fetch and lead you to your new home! She should be there already, tidying things up for your arrival" she informs, hooking her arm with yours as she tugs you along

"Now if ya'd follow me!" She hums, a slight skip in her step that you're forced to meet..

How lively.

You're more focused on not stumbling than taking in the scenery, and you can't help the gasp you let out when she finally comes to a stop and you're able to peek over your shoulder

"Hm..? What's the face for, sugar? It's a bit overgrown but a little shaping would do so wonders! There's good soil underneath all that.." she states with her hands on her hips, unbothered by your disbelief

There goes your idea of a rich country home..

"A little dedication can go a long way" she reminds, leading you to your doorway

"And here.. your new home!" She exclaimed, only to be overshadowed by the door clicking open and revealing a pink haired woman with her sleeves rolled up

"Ah! You must be the new farmer! I'm Anri Teiri, the mayor of Pelican Town.." she introduces with a calm smile, nodding to Robin who grins and crosses her arms as she rocks on the balls of her feet

"It's kind of a big deal when someone moves in here.. hope we aren't imposing too much-" she says with a sheepish chuckle, meeting you on the doorstep

"It's fine.. I'm glad I didn't have to figure things out on my own.." you immediately reply, registering her name.. could this be the granddaughter that grandpa mentioned in the letter..?

Anri Teiri ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

Anri's smile grows a little relieved at your words, and it soon morphs into a bashful grin as she adjusts her sleeves

"Oh! Of course- the country life is no joke.." she hums with a soft laugh and Robin perks up while resting a hand on your shoulder

"She's only been here for like 4 months and she's wayy better than old man Lewis!" She 'whispers' though the blush spreading across Anri's face tells you it wasn't a secret anymore atleast..

"Oh hush Robin.. he only wanted the best for this place- besides.. don't speak ill of the dead!" She scolds, and Robin winces as she raises her hands in surrender

"Alright alright.. he was a respectable fellow but the statue was unnecessary no?" She asks light-heartedly and Anri sighs before waving off the topic entirely and turning to you

"So you're really moving into your grandfather's old cottage huh.. I've heard my grandpa and yours were good friends back in the day.." she reminisces on her earliest memories.. of a rough hand ruffling her hair and presenting her with fresh cookies, made with Lilydew's produce.

Robin's quiet hum fills the backround space as you take in the cottage, sturdy and cozy-looking.

"It's a good house..! Definitely has a.. rustic feel.." Anri says with a tone she tries to mask, causing Robin to let out a soft snort

"Rustic? That's one way to put it- I think 'crusty' would suit it better" she laughs, muffling her giggles when Anri looked at her in offense on your behalf

"Ehem.. rude..! Don't listen to her kay? She's only saying that so you'd buy one of her house upgrades!" Anri fired back with stubbornly crossed arms which Robin meets with a quiet hmph.. and you're left a little out of loop admist the head-strong women on your doorstep.

"Ah anyways.. you must be tired from the journey right? Get some rest dear, tomorrow you ought to explore the town a bit and introduce yourself! The townsfolk would appreciate it" she smiled, while Robin rolled her eyes at how quickly the topic was dropped but didn't press further

You nod, feeling the tiredness truly catch up.. it's been a long day. You never want to deal with rent agreements ever again.

Anri checked the time and sighed, raising her arm to wave you off before pausing

"Oh! And also- this box here right? Place anything you want to sell in here, I'll come by at night to collect it.." she informs, lightly drumming her fingers over it

"You can always drop by at the mayor's house if you need advice or company, and good luck..!" Anri finishes with a light bow that you returned and left the premises of your new property..

"Fine lady, ain't she? And a heart of gold, you'll like it here I swear..! Drop by the mountains if ya need something built! I live on 24 mountain road!" Robin calls out while waving, and you can't help but grin at the unoriginal name- loosely waving as well..

Your eyes droop a little as soon as she exits your vision.. and you quietly click the door open, forgetting to lock it behind you as you quite literally collapse into bed..

It's soft.. a lot softer than the rock hard cot in your old apartment.

You fall asleep much easier than you're used to.

Day 1 :

Spring, 06:00 am 500 coins

The sound of a distant rooster awakens you, and you're quite surprised that you don't feel the least bit tired despite the early day..

A package left by the doorstep beckons you closer and you curiously open it, finding 15 parsnip seeds and a letter that had you feeling a little sheepish

Here's a little something to get you started! And remember to lock the doors :) ~ Mayor Anri

Your cheeks colour with shame, right.. you managed to sleep through her sneaking into your house and leaving this here..

Gosh- what if you'd snored really loudly?? And you're sure your sleeping position would raise a few eyebrows too.. maybe you could avoid Anri for the day..

Though.. you did promise to socialise.

A task bubble appeared above, stating your new.. goals. You supposed..

Introductions : It would be a nice gesture to introduce yourself around town. Some people might be anxious to meet the new farmer. (2/?)

Getting Started : If you want to become a farmer, you have to start with the basics. Use your hoe to till the soil, then use a seed packet on the tilled soil to sow a crop. Water every day until the crop is ready for harvest.

Okay.. this was refreshing. You had clear goals in mind without any true time limit..

Perhaps you should start planting the parsnips.. it's said to grow in 3 days, so planting it as early as possible would do you merit.

You find some tools easily enough.. could they have belonged to your grandpa before..?

Soon you buckle your tool belt on and attach the tools.. an axe, a hoe, a watering can, a pickaxe and a sythe.

They feel slightly heavy on your hips, but you're able to move.

And you stubbornly decide you're going to get used to it!

Nevermind how stupid you look.

There isn't even a mirror for you to check your state of tomfoolery.

You glance down at your belt.. only to realise the tools are missing.

You shift around in disbelief, muttering curse words that you're sure would give your grandpa a good laugh..

There's still a weight on your hips but no tool in sight.

You feel around the belt and find that you're able to feel the handles of the respective tool.

Was your mind making them invisible to you.. or.. were you high? You haven't gotten drunk for quite awhile, but despite that- you severely doubt how sober you are.

After a bit of adjusting, you pull your axe out.. gaping when it materialises without any problem.

Well.. that's.. convenient?

You wonder how it would look to eyes that aren't yours.. did they see through the same lens as you or was your mind simply playing tricks on you?

After testing the tool's weight for awhile, you place it back.. watching it disappear again like it got deposited in some kind of pocket inventory..

Whatever the case.. there's no harm done.

You catch sight of the Tv from the corner of your television and blink.. could that possibly work..?

You approach and plug it in, scrolling through the only three channels.

Weather : It's going to be a beautiful, sunny day tomorrow!

Ah.. so it supposedly predicts the weather conditions for the following day.

Fortune Teller : The spirits are somewhat mildly perturbed today. Luck will not be on your side

Huh.. you wonder which god you pissed off today.

Though it seems collective in it's wording.. what a peculiar channel.

Livin' Off The Land : This one's for all you greenhorns out there: chop wood and search for wild forage to earn some cash while waiting on your first harvest!

Oh.. that's some handy advice atleast, though you should familarize yourself with chopping a tree before committing to the whole thing..

And besides- that reminds you.

You're going to get on with planting the parsnips you'd been graciously gifted by the mayor.

You can't wait on a first harvest if you don't plant the crops in the first place.

The door opens with a quiet click and you lock it behind you this time.

The fresh breeze greets you happily and you gaze upon the overgrown mess that was once Pelican Town's pride and joy.

Time was not kind to this place.

You approach the land near your house and take your sythe out to clear some space for your crops- being mindful of not cutting yourself while you were at it..

You're a bit surprised by how easily you took to your new tools- perhaps this ran in your blood.. grandpa would surely be smiling at you now..

After clearing a few rocks out of the way with your pickaxe, you set out on hoeing the ground for 15 slots- planting your seeds in proportionate spaces.. feeling quite proud of yourself once you were done.

Now you needed to water them right?

You glance over the cliffs at the winding river going through the farm, and descend the steps .. clearing out a few bushes and tucking the fibre in your tool belt pockets.

The grass slows you down and you're a little annoyed by the time you reach and fill your watering can.

You should really get Robin to build you a well near your crops.. you did not want to deal with coming down here each time you wanted to water your crops.

Again.. you make the painstaking journey up to your tilled soil and water them enough for the wetness to stay in and hydrate them for the rest of the day- dusting yourself when you were done and looking over your humble parsnip patch.

You felt rather competent.. baby steps- are still steps, you feel your energy quite drained but not enough to diminish your spirits.

Spring, 10:10am

Time really flew huh..? Has it really been 4 hours since you woke up?

You wonder how long you spent on panicking over your disappearing tools..

Maybe you should go meet the townfolk! It would reveal whether your disappearing tools were really something completely out of your control..

You leave the farm premises with the wind kissing your cheeks goodbye- quietly admiring the trees that moves against the breeze and the dandelions that blocked your path.

The town square is quaint, and a few brown birdies peck at the path- fluttering its wings and flying away when you'd passed by..

You register the signs to the doctor's office..

Dr. Yukimiya Kenyu

Though he's probably busy at this time of day.. it's the first day of the week and everything- maybe you'll introduce yourself in somewhere other than a work setting.

You find yourself staring at the calender and bulletin board with a help sign beside it.. there's nothing plastered today so you don't dwell- the calender had a few unfamiliar events marked, a hot air ballon..? And a few birthdays you assume..

For awhile you stare and try to remember them.. why? You had no clue. It's not like you knew them enough to present gifts.. maybe it'd be like a reverse house-warming? You weren't against being a good neighbour..

Spring held 5 birthdays in total..

Iyo Isagi on 4th

Kunigami Rensuke on 11th

Alexis Ness on 16th

Charles Chevalier on 22nd

Pierre on 26th

You won't dwell on why Pierre didn't possess a last name.. Robin didn't either- maybe it's a choice thing, it felt quite rude to ask anyway..

A part of you registers that this building next to the doctor's office was probably the general store.. and..

Oh wait there was a giant 'PIERRE'S' right above the bulletin board-

Then he probably ought to be the owner..

You hover outside the door for awhile, quite glad that nobody else was there to witness your loitering.. idly skimming through the poster nearby that declared the store was working on all days except for Wednesdays.

Which.. was quite weird in all honestly, but you wouldn't judge- everyone has their weird quirks.

You quietly step in, scanning over the shelves with lowered eyes before accidently making eye contact with the man behind the counter

Pierre ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

Ah.. and this was your weird quirk.

He hadn't even introduced himself yet!

"Hey, it's Mrs. [name], the new farmer! I'm Pierre, owner of the local general store. If you're looking for seeds, my shop is the place to go. I'll also buy produce from you for a good price! A little agriculture could really inject new life into the local economy!” he finishes with a toothpaste ad worthy smile

You hear a low snort from one of the other customers- and can't help but feel embarassment on this dude's behalf. Pierre's behalf. You're going to need to start remembering names.

"I'll.. keep that in mind.." you trail off unsurely, glancing around at the produce.. you wouldn't mind a few more seeds..

You approach the counter, and he immediately slides you a menu card with all the available seeds and a few other commodities as well.

"You're a farmer right? How's your farm doing? My seeds could definitely spruce a few things up" he says with a low chuckle, taking his glasses off to clean them

You scan over the menu with furrowed brows, and you're assaulted with a projection of the amount of money you currently possess.

500 coins

Well.. it's not a lot, you should probably save up for a bag.. specifically the large pack displayed nearby, costing..

2,000 coins.

Well.. perhaps you could invest in crops before buying a bag.

You're mostly interested in the potatoes.. they seemed manageable and one of the cheaper options as compared to either kale or beans, which also took a few days longer to grow.

You could buy exactly 10 potato seeds with the money you had, which- wasn't really financially responsible was it..?

"Ah.. good choice dear, that's 500 coins for 10 potato seed packets! they take only 6 days to grow and has a chance or yielding multiple potatoes at harvest" he hums as he receives your coins and deposits the seeds into your ready hands

0 coins

Well.. hopefully you'll find other ways to meet your ends until the next harvest.

PROLOGUE << ⸙ >> CHAPTER-2

A/N : I love these junimo dividers sm- istg.. there are a few characters that are the same as sdv and some that are replaced by bllk characters- I actually rly like this whole system thing, and I dunno how it's gonna tie the plot- but it stays. If you're not aware of the sdv mechanics, 10 hearts means they're not datable btww- I'll reveal most the mechanics throughout the story tho. There will definitely be more introductions to the bllk characters next chapter andd lore expansion ofc <3

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PROLOGUE

Summary : The stifling constraints of modern life, finding escapism, and a ticket to a new life.

You're tired.

There's not a lot of good things you could use to describe your life at the moment.

Not achievements.

Not relationships.

Not even your health.

Getting employment in Joja Corporations was one of the only accomplishments in your life, and it was quite frankly.. not enough.

You earn just enough to get by on rent and necessities and you're sure your eyesight was starting to worsen from staring at the screen for over 12 hours a day.

You missed your creativity.. the letters floating above, the direction your mind cooked up for you.. the mental notes, the quiet achievements.

Your mind was blank these days.. nothing but void and empty thoughts.

Oh how you wished life could be simpler..

Perhaps like those days with grandpa, when your only worries were if grandpa were to collapse at exactly 2:00am while binging one of your late night cartoons..

He'd told you words on his death bed that you resonated with now..

Whenever you'd get tired of the pressures placed on you by modern life.. you could find solace in.. in..?

The letter.

The letter sitting inconspicuously in your drawer, forgotten admist life only moving ahead.

You break the seal and open it, hoping for an answer that could prioritise your happiness.

Dear (name), If you're reading this, you might be in dire need of a change. The same thing happened to me, long ago. I'd lost sight of what mattered most in life.. real connections with other people and nature. So I dropped everything and moved to the place I truly belong. I've enclosed the deed to that place.. my pride and joy : Lilydew Farm. It's located in Stardew Valley, on the southern coast. It's the perfect place to start your new life. This was my most precious gift of all, and now it's yours. I know you'll honour the family name, my dear. Good luck. Love, grandpa P.S : If Lewis is still alive say hi to the old guy for me, will you? If not then his cute granddaughter should still be round- say hi to her instead.

You hope what awaits you holds the answer you seek..

The resignation letter you hold tastes like freedom and you can finally surrender your lease.

You pay the bus driver with what little you have, to Stardew Valley. to Lilydew Farm. to a new beginning..

<< ⸙ >> CHAPTER-1

A/N : I apologise to my gazillion other children (series')

[jxxbtx]

Ft. Blue Lock Cast integrated within the franchise, along with a few recognisable characters <3

You're moving to Pelican Town in an attempt to escape the pressures of modern life, to Lilydew Farm..

Navigate mechanics that are unique to your bloodline, foster relationships, make a living and adapt to whatever the spirits decide for the day.

── .✦ PROLOGUE

CHAPTER-1 : Trials of Change

TAGLIST : (𑣲open)

A/N : I am going to be playing this world in Stardew and going to base the fic off of that.. The farm type is a Hill-top Farm, reader's 'favourite thing' is 'music' and the pet is going to be a grey hound :)) I've got all the cast and their integration planned out in my head, they'll be introduced one by onee- though some of the cast aren't going to be romancable, just a heads up..

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Hey twin just wondering did you forget the bluelock ng11 series with the dragons been waiting for a part so just asking

Hi love, I swear I'm not dropping it- 😭 nor have I forgotten bout it, it's kinda jst at the back of my mind..

I'm so sorry to everyone I'm keeping on wait for this- I don't have the motivation at the moment for this series in particular.. I'll definitely get back to it when I have consecutive holidays thoo-

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Why's he pulling episode Nagi type shi on Rin.. 😭

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── ⟢ Le Cœur d'un Génie 𓈒𓏸‪‪.°•

C/W : Genie!hugo, be nice to him- it's his first time on the job, reader has a self-depreciative sense of humour & works in an archive

⟢ CHARACTER : Vivian Hugo (3.5k words)

The parchment is rather dry, you've been fiddling with the edges for the last five minutes, and it's a miracle that it hasn't powdered under your fingers yet for how ancient it was.

It's around dusk if the golden light filtering through the curtains is anything to go by and quite frankly- you just want to go home.

You're sure the closing hours aren't too far away, but youre awareness of the fact was making time go way slower than you wished.

The books and scrolls aren't close to being sorted, and you knew tomorrow would be the same mind-numbing task as well..

It wasn't as if you hated the archives- you loved the atmosphere and the creaky floorboards where you'd sometimes discover relics you weren't meant to.

Though it has been awhile since your last discovery.. perhaps that was dragging your mood down with every following shift.

You open the creaky drawer that you set out on arranging for the day and slide the parchment in, mindful of not disintegrating the contents next to it as well.

With some added physical effort, you shove the drawer in.. dusting your palms and checking at the grandfather clock for the nth time.

The heavy minute hand is still stubbornly stuck on 8.. sighh. 20 more minutes to go.

You're not quite sure how to occupy yourself till 9:00.

What if you settled in a foetal position on the wood and listened to the advice the floorboards gave out?

They were probably older than your great grand-mother anyway.

You try adjust yourself to test the theory- but end up digging your elbow too harshly into a panelling behind and crash back as the wood fails you.

Hopefully that wasn't going to be deducted from your salary.

In fact- you should receive some kind of compensation for the physical and emotional turmoil you're experiencing!

You hold your elbow with a quiet hiss, it wasn't bleeding but the rough wood edges had scratched the entire length of your upper arm..

For a second you turn back to glare at the panelling.. immature. but you needed to release your frustration somehow.

The inside of the panelling is hollow and.. you realise you're probably not quite sane- as you quickly forget the pain in order to insert your hand and check either side for no reason other than curiosity.

They say curiosity killed the cat didn't it.

Good thing you're not a cat.

What stupid logic you've come up with.. though satisfaction comes in the form of your fingers brushing against something that appears to be metal.

Hopefully it's not the buildings pipe work. Because you've already started to tug at the material.

It has a defining curve, and you internally bet it's a teacup as you pull it out.

Unfortunately.. you lose the bet against yourself to yourself, and the lamp stares back at you too smugly for your tastes.

Should you polish it?

It looked too arrogant for it's dull disposition. However, you didn't want to stroke it's ego or anything.

...

Why were you assigning personality traits to inanimate objects again..?

Perhaps you have truly reached insanity.

You ignore the pettiness and reach for your handkerchief to polish the lamp that looked like it had seen much better days..

The lamp faintly shimmers in your hold, and you steady your grip before you can drop it out of pure shock.

What kind of sourcery did this object possess?? Were you cursed?!

Something slithers out it's sprout and you immediately drop and kick it to the other end of the room.

Not today Satan. Not today.

The cursed object skids to the grandfather clock and a smokey figure around it's size floats infront of it..

"I'd prefer my prison to be treated with a little more respect.." the.. talking.. smoke says. while dusting his? their? it's? shoulder.

And you feel rather shallow but almost immediately you notice the smoke is rather good-looking.

Though it might be your lack of male interaction talking.

If this was all it took to entrance you then maybe Satan today it is.

"You're.. talking..?" You trail off with a bit of a voice crack.. ah. so much for first impressions.

Which wouldn't mean much since you kind of just kicked the apparently sacred object he'd been residing in.

"Yes dear mortal, I'm what your kind call a genie- I possess the ability to grant you three wishes, use them wisely.." he states with loosely crossed arms, upper half still floating eerily infront of that stupid grandfather clock.

Genie. Wishes.

Okay. Genuinely, were you high.

"You are wearing an expression of distress mortal, I assure you I am not a cheap trick" the smoke.. reassures. though you don't feel reassured- no, you're just more convinced of your insanity.

You scramble to sit up and cautiously stand, eyeing him weirdly as you try cross the length of library

"Aha.. it's nice to meet you genie.. guy." you state with an awkward laugh, shooting him finger-guns and scooting away inch by inch.

The.. genie.. doesn't seem phased by your awkwardness, nodding in greeting and bending up to pick up his lamp

"Do you require some thinking space before making your first wish? This is my first experience as well so I'd strongly recommend it." he informs, lightly petting the lamp.

"Yes.. definitely.. I'll definitely think over it!" You blurt out with a speed of speaking you didn't know you possessed.

"Very well, I'll be with you in the morning." He declared, disappearing in a puff of smoke- leaving only the lamp..

For awhile you just stare incredulously at the grandfather clock.. the minute hand reaches 12 and a cuckoo darts out to peck at the air where the genie had just stood a few moments ago.

Perhaps you imagined the whole experience.

The only piece of evidence for the misadventure was the broken panelling away- and it didn't justify the events that transpired after.

You clutch the lamp to your frame, debating whether to take it home or not..

Oh fucking well.

"Have you thought over your desires?"

You're being robbed. There's no other reasonable explaination for a voice to be whispering in your ear at.. 5:00am in the morning.

"Genie guy please. I do not possess the ability to think this early in the morning.." you groan into the pillow, peeking out to see the genie- who apparently possessed legs now, just casually sitting on your window sill.

"You may refer to me as Vivian" the voice informs, and you're certain the entire point you made just flew over his head.

"Sure Vivian. No, I have not thought over my wishes yet.." you grumble into the pillow.. still believing this to be a very strange dream.

"Hmm.. perhaps your motivations are quite weak then.." he states thoughtfully and you lift your head to just glare at him, who does this man think he is??

"My motivations are fine.. I just don't trust a random man in my apartment asking me about my 'desires'"

"I have given you my name, and you are my current master- please do not refer to me as a stranger" he say courteously and now you just feel odd.

You did not sign up to become anyone's master-

Much less of someone who could apparently grant wishes.

"Let me rephrase my question then, what have you always dreamed of having?" He asks patiently.. and you sit up to just stare him down

Your dreams have always been weird.

And you're rather convinced that this was one as well, so.. what's the harm in indulging a little?

── .✦ FIRST WISH

"I've always dreamt of having a closet that matched my aesthetics I guess.." you trail off, glancing at your plain pyjamas- they were cute and comfy, but your pinterest board has other things to say.

"Hmm.. a worldly desire, you must start with the words 'I wish' to truly grant me the power to shape your vision" he hums, floating over to settle near the edge of your bed in anticipation

You feel a little awkward declaring it like that.

But you've sort of lost all sense of shame since yesterday apparently.

"I wish to have a closet that matched my aesthetics" you state while closing your eyes.. unsure whether you'd immediately wake up or if somebody would spring out your window and declare it a prank.

The silence is deafening and you peak your eye open when you catch the sound of pen on paper..

"Hmm.. should I replace your old clothes or prepare a completely new closet?" He asks while peering up from glasses that you didn't know when he'd put on.

"Uh.. a new one..? I'm attached to a lot of my clothes.." you mumble a little lost, this was turning a little anti-climactic.

He nods and scribbles more things down

"And how big should it be? And by aesthetics, should I take into account your present aesthetics or perhaps all the aesthetics you've resonated in through the course of your lifetime?"

"The second one..?" More scribbles and you're increasingly getting more concerned over his line of questioning

"Can the closet exceed the size of your room?"

"Should I deal with the legal complications of extending your apartment premises to fit the closet?"

"Do I have your permission to alter documents regarding the lease to ensure it's possible?"

You're too brain-dead to process the nature of his questions.. were you getting a Barbie dreamhouse style walk-in closet or what?

All you wanted were a few cute outfits from your pinterest boards!

"Okay. Shut up. C'mere.." you sigh, and you vaguely wonder about his age with how quickly he shuts up and leans over your sheet like a confused puppy. a confused puppy with dead eyes.

You assumed him to be a thousand something years old, but really you felt like you're the older one here.

You fish for your phone, blinking away the remaining sleepiness and scrolling through your pinterest to show him your intended board..

"There. Just those outfits." You grumble a little exasperatedly, while he picks up the phone to squint at the inspo pics.. stewing in contemplation.

"No walk-in closet..?"

"No walk-in closet."

He stares at the pics a little longer before placing your phone down and standing up, suddenly loosing his lower limbs again to smoke.

"Very well, your wish is my command" he hums with a clap, and suddenly you're suffocated by a variety of clothing you just realised you didn't know what you were gonna do with..

"Why is there chainmail armour here?!"

"It was on your black box thing.."

Maybe you should've checked the board properly before confirming the wish.

"You'd look cute in this" he states, holding a piece of clothing out approvingly.. placing it over his frame for some reason and causing you a soft laugh at how ridiculous it looked on him.

"Thanks.. you would too" you hum, watching him process the compliment and tilt his head at the garment

"Do you wish to see me wear it..?"

"I don't think I'd want to waste a wish on that.."

"Hmph.. okay."

Was he sulking..?

His lips are a little down turn and there's a furrow to his brows as he reluctantly drops the garment on top of you

"I shall go away until the next time you require my presence" he grumbles, shuffling near the window but not disappearing

"Okay.. thank you..?" You trail off, having catlogued that he was definitely sulking.

"Can I classify it as a want and not a wish..?" You call out to him, and he minutely glances over his shoulder.. processing your words completely.

"I.. don't know.." he mumbles, quietly rubbing his lamp.. and disappearing into it before you can process his conflicted tone.

It's around noon, and you've thought over a lot of things over the course of the morning light..

You'd been rather slow in your arranging of the archives today, and the keeper had sent you off a little past 10 when she'd noticed you hadn't gone home yet.

Vivian hadn't appeared to disturb you at any point of time, and you wonder if it had to do with the lamp being in your apartment- orr, if he was thrown off by your words.

You couldn't blame yourself for it though, you didn't know how higher beings worked exactly..

Could they do stuff on their own free will?

What did they do in their free time?

And what were the limitations on wishes?

You don't think you can cheat the system by wishing for more wishes or genies, nor break the laws of nature..?

Though.. being a genie did kind of surpass mortal constraints.

You click your apartment door open, and find a sulky presence waiting for you by your umbrella stand

"You didn't take the lamp with you." He accuses, stalking over to you with quiet footsteps- huh.. guess his lower limbs were back.

"Can you not reach me if the lamp isn't in proximity?" You ask curiously glancing at lamp placed inconspicuously by the kitchen counter..

You hadn't placed it there.. that meant he could move the lamp along with him, couldn't he?

"Yes.. and I am not accustomed to humans and their contraptions!" He huffs, glaring at the door petulantly

Did he not know how to open doors..?

That's.. kind of adorable.

"Were you just waiting here..?" You ask in disbelief, unable to shake off the thought of him hovering by the door like a puppy waiting for his owner to come home..

And he did refer to you as master didn't he?

This puppy imagery was suiting him to the dot.

"Yes. It was quite rude of you to leave me here without my consent! And I've been waiting to give you a piece of my mind.." he huffs while towering over you, and you really should be intimated- but then a fact registers to you..

And you're really confused why didn't register before.

"Are you wearing that outfit I wished for yesterday.." you trail off in pure disbelief, having registered just how ridiculous it looks on him.

"No mortal. Your eyes decieve you." This man lies shamelessly to your face with the most deadpanned expression known man- all while you're just on the verge of choking over your laughter.

"I'm glad I amuse you. However I do not enjoy being laughed over." He states dryly while you clutch the sides of the door to keep yourself upright

"So you didn't need a wish to put in on huh.."

"I suppose so.."

"You look adorable.." you tease, unable to help yourself from leaning up to pinch his cheek- an action that caused his eyes to go wide and just stare at you in belief

"I did not believe you could touch me.." he mumbles, brushing his fingers over the spot you just pinched

You smile, staring at your hand for a second and loosely placing it on your hip..

"Guess you're more mortal than I thought!" You chirp, and Vivian really doesn't know what to make of your amusement towards the situation..

"Have you thought over your second wish..?"

"Somewhat.. are there any rules to this whole wishes thing?" You ask curiously, and he.. blinks with those thick ass lashes of his and shrugs..

"I have no clue, this is my first time being a genie" he states honestly, and now you're the one stuck on a loading screen

"Didn't you learn this in genie school or something..?" You trail off unsurely and he just makes a face at you and shakes his head

"No. I have merely been informed of my duty" he recites plainly and you just nod.. what could you possibly say to that?

"What do you dream of..?" He asks again, and you can't tell him you dream of the most confusing stuff your mind can conjure up so you just quietly shrug

"I like my job.. I like my life, what more could I dream of?" You hum, brows furrowed as you truly thought over what you've desired since childhood..

Maybe the ability to not succumb to boredom?

As much as you liked your job, you manage to end up in positions like this because of your inability to stay occupied.

"Riches..? Power..? Intellect..?" He lists off, waiting for a response

"I don't wanna mess with the economy nor have to justify myself, and intellect..?" You trail off in thought, you hope he didn't mean that as an insult to your present intellect.

"Wisdom, emotional or practical intelligence?" He lists out again, a bit more invested since he thought he'd garnered your attention

You slowly just think over his words.. you were content with how your mind worked, and you didn't quite want a magical being messing with the harmony you had with yourself.

Andd.. why was he staring at you so blankly..? If only you could read his mind..

Well- that's something to think about atleast.

"How about mind reading?" You ask a little excitedly, and he blinks at the abrupt turn in conversation

"It.. should be possible.." he trails off unsurely

"Penny for your thoughts?" You hum, causing him to break from his stupor

"Wouldn't it develop into a bane at one point? Constantly being aware of what everyone around you is thinking?" He asks thoughtfully

"Can there be an on and off switch then?" You reason, lightly tapping your jaw

"Perhaps.." he trails off again, trying to think of other ways that this particular power could turn on you..

"Mortal thoughts are complex, one doesn't always mean what they think and some thoughts are definitely not meant for others eyes.." he reasons, intent on making you see the whole perspective before granting the wish

"Like the intrusive thoughts? Stuff I'm not meant to know..?" You trail off, still unconvinced.. did he think you couldn't handle it or was he just listing out terms and conditions..?

"Yes. Knowlege is power and knowledge is also destructive.. a human mind is only meant to filter one's own thoughts, not another's.." he emphasized, staring down at you with wisdom perhaps you truly could never comprehend..

Unless..

── .✦ SECOND WISH

"I wish to be exposed to your thoughts alone then" you state firmly, and there's a somewhat distressed look on his face

"Did not a word I say register to you..??" He asks a little exasperated as he raises his hands to seal the deal

"I know what I want" you say firmly again and he doesn't argue beyond that..

A quiet clap echoes and suddenly you're assaulted with numerous thoughts that you knew didn't belong to you.

This stubborn woman is making him question his true duty..

...

He should probably start filtering his thoughts, you were probably starting to process them by now..

"I am.." you breathe, and suddenly his mind races a little faster.. some words you catch and some you don't.

destiny works in weird ways- what's the purpose of this wish- must go- once.. the third wish.. is fulfilled-?

..you conclude that this man's face does not match his thoughts even a little.

"Please do not use my thoughts against me.." he sighs, slightly unaware of the extent of power he's granted you..

Why did the fates lead him to the woman of his dreams on his first day of the job..

"No promises..?" You say with a shaky smile and he stares you for a while longer, expression blank, and his mind just barely holding back thoughts..

Before disappearing into his lamp, leaving you more than a little lost.

Woman of his dreams huh.

"What do you dream of..?" You ask the confused man sitting on your sofa.. wearing some of your old socks and quietly kicking his feet..

It's only been three days since your last wish.. and by his own words.. he wasn't able to stay away from you.

"Genies don't dream.." he says quietly and you can't help but quirk a smile

"Am I not the woman of your dreams then..?" You ask, filtering out his ramble of thoughts to grant him some privacy

"You are someone I wish I didn't have to part from.." he says simply while shuffling his feet, still adjusting to legs-

"What if I don't make a third wish then..?" You ask softly, unsure if that was the comfort he wanted..

"I would be going against my sacred duty then..!" He immediately protests, and you mindfully tune out from the flow of thoughts that erupted

There's a quiet thought..

Almost fleeting.

And for a second you question whether it's yours or his.

He looks up at you with eyes that no longer held pure abyss anymore.. and you get your answer.

You'll trust his emotions over his thoughts.

── .✦ THIRD WISH

"I wish you were human."

A/N : That's one thought of mine outta my head!! It was not supposed to be this long but oh well- The title means ''The Heart of a Genie" btww

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THE DRAGONBOUND

Some profiles I made but ended up not using for the fic cause I liked the other one better for the aesthetics & uniformity

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── .✦ HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON

THE DRAGONBOUND

── .✦ INTRODUCTION

C/W : Reader being bullied, reader being the bully, everyone kind of despises eveyone, Lorenzo does not deserve this toxic environment.

𓆩𓆪 >> ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ-1

𓆩𓆪 >> ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ-1

DRAGON CODEX

Only those over 18 are allowed to compete in the trials and get a dragon training licence. Loki is an exception due to favouritism among the elite.

Kaiser's dad had a whispering death that Kaiser was really attached to, it protected him one fine day from his father's wrath and killed him. Due to this, the dragon was sentenced to death.

Bunny was set as an example for being weak during his youth and was sent into a ring with a rogue monstrous nightmare..

TAGLIST : @123dabby123 @kaiaasecho @sei-x-shi @sleepybibliophilee @respectbutton @caravm @midnightaz @ojuwme @cloo-in @yujisdreamgirl @no1-glazer (open)

A/N : I did not expect so much engagement, oml I feel so loved 😭

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── .✦ HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON

THE DRAGONBOUND

Welcome to The Isle of Berg, thirteen ace trainers have recently reached the pinnacle of their studies and are granted an opportunity to hatch a dragon of their own.

Through they must face trials to prove their worthiness, flight shall be mastered, heights shall be conquered and fear must be eradicated from the soul.

── .✦ MEET THE DRAGON TRAINERS ⭑.ᐟ

Y/N L/N - An 18 year old trainee with an unfitting aversion towards flight. NIGHTFURY SAE ITOSHI - An 18 year old trainee with boundless control. MONSTROUS NIGHTMARE JULIAN LOKI - A 17 year old trainee with incredible talent that surpassed rules. SKRILL MICHAEL KAISER - A 19 year old trainee with unmatched combat skills. SCREAMING DEATH DON LORENZO - A 19 year old trainee with undeniable braveness and will. BONEKNAPPER BUNNY IGLESIAS - A 19 year old trainee with experience beyond his years. STORM CUTTER VIVIAN HUGO - A 19 year old trainee possessing immense knowledge. HIDEOUS ZIPPLEBACK TEDDY KNIGHT - A ?? year old trainee well-versed in nurturing dragons. DEADLY NADDER

── .✦ PROFILES

The user names of the dragonbound correspond to the name of their future companion.

THE DRAGONBOUND

── .✦ INTRODUCTION .ᐟ

CHAPTER-1 :

TAGLIST : @123dabby123 @kaiaasecho @sei-x-shi @sleepybibliophilee @respectbutton @caravm @midnightaz @ojuwme @cloo-in @yujisdreamgirl @no1-glazer (open)

A/N : Can you tell I like the word Dragonbound?? Also lmao eveyone has sm kinda strength in the intro and then there's reader who doesn't know y she's here 😭

I'm so happy bout the idea of giving Lorenzo a boneknapper

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Somebody stop me, I have another series idea in mind.

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GARNETTE VERNE

CHAPTER-22 : Les Deux Terreurs

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ-21 << ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ >> ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ-23

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ-21 << ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ >> ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ-23

LORE ENTRIES

I wanted to make Sae and Ryusei interact more more.. and yes, Shidou's the reason for Sae's fucked up bangs.

Both Karasu and Yukimiya from the Northern peaks btw, and Shidou's homeland is the south-

Beasts of Gévaudan is an actual thing, they were man-eating animal similar to a wolf and France had to use a lot of it's manpower to hunt them

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I have so many ideas to write- and a PHYSICS exam in less than 12 hours.

NEW ONES!!

I wanna make Loki a god. Maybe Odin, or heck- I cld jst make him Loki 😭 No idea how to correspond him with mischief but yes.

Hugo as a genie. Hear me out here- three wishes, and this guy sits here debating with you the most intricate nuances of what you wished for.

Heartbreak Hotline - Getting with Otoya to get back at your ex-fiance!Aiku for cheating (don't ask)

OLD ONES!!

Old drafts ft. Ness cuz I was obsessed with him for sm time- ignore the smut part haha, the draft for Alchemy Falls is on another blog of mine..

Versagen - The summary is already there, just wanted to write him as a mad scientist ig.. reader's a little fucked in the head as well btww

Alchemy Falls.. uh- I've written a prologue for reader's parents basically, just giving insight to being a 'lichtling' I might post it sm day ionno..

Old drafts ft. Hiori cuz I was also obsessed with him at one point <3 andd apparently like torturing him for my own amusement..✌️

Finished Quest - "A nostalgic trip to a past endeavour, immersed reality and a virtual attachment.." I'm done with it actually, I jst don't like it.. 😭

The Ghost of You - idk.. I wanted to write him grieving over the loss of reader and how it eventually messes with his life beyond repair

A Dance with Death - eh.. he's your late lover, died by alleged suicide and got possessed by an evil spirit.. tempting you into the afterlife with the face of the boy you love.

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THE STRUGGLE

── .✦ CHAPTER-8 : Borrowed Peace

SUMMARY : New faces, threatening confrontations, grouping together- splitting up, and a warmth built on mundanity (4.9k words)

CHAPTER-7 << ಄ >> CHAPTER-9

A loud knock and the quiet click of the door opening catches the attention of most the students in the auditorium.

Could it finally be the staff..?

Your ears perk up and you glance at Hyoma who deposits his bowl and fixes his attention on the door slowly creaking open..

You catch Shin-senpai doing the same from your peripheral vision and notice Hikari-san had sat down with a steaming bowl of curry rice.

"It's here Alexis. We beat Iglesias to it atleast.." A rough voice grits out, and you hear a lot of gasps resounding when he and his companion shuffle inside with..

Oh. That's great. Another fucking rifle.

If you had a nickel for the amount of times you've seen a rifle today, you'd have 3 nickels-

Which is not a lot, but it's weird that it happened thrice.

And hopefully.. only thrice.

"Shit.. Guns aren't supposed to be waved around y'know?!" Shin-senpai calls out almost scoldingly, and rifle guy just looks over him in mild confusion

"There's no need for anyone to feel unsafe, Michael's shots have a 100% accuracy" His companion.. Alexis. assures..? with a sweet yet, somewhat disturbing smile.

Michael. Doesn't say anything after that, calmly securing the rifle on his back and moving towards the food station- and the students around subconsciously scooted to make way for him..

There's collective disbelief in the air, and you notice Shin-senpai look a little offended by being dismissed so easily, for a pretty valid concern you'd say.

Alexis-san follows close behind and hums a short tune under his breath.. waiting for Michael-san to take a bowl of serving before he did.

Loki-san chuckled quietly in amusement, sending a two-finger salute to Michael-san.

"Got lost on the way, blue rose? I was wondering of your whereabouts" Loki-san comments, and Michael-san's gaze briefly flickers to him before fixing on his food again

"Not lost." Alexis-san corrects with a twitchy smile "Michael didn't want to mingle with the flock, we'll eat for sustenance and be on our way"

You're aware that the tension spiked, but you notice they both don't have a light source on them- so.. naturally assume they've been opening and closing doors in the same manner for awhile.

The mental image amuses you enough to not feel too intimidated in their presence.

There's a slight tick in Loki-san's jaw but he meets Alexis-san's smile with an easy-going smile of his own

"Does the emperor not possess the ability to speak on his own? Or does he need his mutt to do it for him?" He asks off-handedly, and you briefly tense at the electric tension between the two men..

Perhaps this could be classified as a cold war.

"Why- Michael just doesn't care to entertain the likes of-!!" Alexis-san's train of words is interrupted by a harsh grip on the top of his hair, shoving him down

"You're awfully full of yourself for someone hasn't even enlisted.." Michael-san states quite blankly, unphased by the blob of hair squirming under his tight grip.

Loki-san doesn't rise to the bait, a grin spreading on his lips instead

"Ah? If I recall correctly Michael, you're still on the youth legion no..?" He asks with a tone of condescention.. and if the stand off between Alexis-san and Loki-san was lightning?

The stand off between these two might just cause a storm worse than the one outside.

"Yo.. Michael. stirring up trouble eh? I'd recognise your stench just about anywhere!" A new voice drawls out after kicking the door open- and you saw a few poor souls near the door scoot away from the eccentric figure.

An eccentric figure that held.. a spear.

Well- atleast it wasn't a gun.

The next thing you notice is that he's holding a flashlight.. perhaps he managed to find one in an emergency kit?

"Enter with some dignity people?! You're scaring everyone in here!" Shin-senpai yells out frustrated, as he glares at the specimen of a man who looked atleast 2 years older than him.

The man tilts his head at him and grins with all his teeth, patting Shin-senpai's head like a disgruntled puppy and lightly thumping the wooden end of the spear on the floor

"Chillax- No harm done, I'm just here to keep Michael in check" he whistles at an annoyed blonde, who let's Alexis-san go to focus back on his food.. ignoring the world around him in favour of nutrition.

The atmosphere quiets down after that, you saw Loki-san settle down still ticked but mostly subdued- and observed a 'hushed' conversation with Charles, who seemed to be thoroughly entertained with teasing Loki-san.

You manage to accidently catch the eye of Alexis-san, who straightens up and doesn't really linger- averting his eyes to his food once the throbbing in his head faded..  

"Where have you been Lorenzo?" Loki pipes up in an attempt to escape his one-sided conversation with Charles

Eccentric guy- now named Lorenzo, sprawls on the floor with a content hum.. warming his hands near one of the candles.

"Eh? I was in the kitchen after we'd split up at the vault- Barou-kun kicked me out after I started eating the butter" he pouts.. actually pouts- and you see a few people around give him a judgemental side-eye.. including this Michael guy.

The kitchen..? Maybe they had emergency flashlights.. you'd been wondering why no-one thought to bring a candle there to make it easier to cook.

"Oh yeah- how's he and Kunigami-kun holding up? Are they still cooking??" Shin-senpai asked, starting to gather the used bowls

"Nah.. I think they're just cleaning up" Lorenzo hummed, plucking the bowls out of Shin's hands and easily balancing them on one hand-

"Okay.. did they eat? There's still some leftover rice and curry" Shin-senpai states, motioning the food station and gathering more empty bowls from a few students that just finished..

You watch Hyoma nonchalantly lean up to stack a bowl on Lorenzo's growing pile- earning a shit-eating grin from said man and a lazy bow- completed with wobbling bowls that you didn't think obeyed the laws of physics.

"Ionno man- didn't see em' taking a break at any point" Lorenzo comments after a few seconds of thought and you saw candle girl- eh no you knew her name now.. Hikari-san, scoot away from the tower of wobbling bowls in hand.

"Is there enough for the staff as well? And some students aren't back yet!" You remind, shuffling near Shin to open the covered containers

"Maybe not enough for the staff.." Lorenzo muses as he peeks over at the now opened containers that held a little over qarter of cooked rice and curry.

"I can help in the kitchen- I dunno to make curry but rice cooking is within my abilities..!" Shin-senpai perked up, already intent on going to the kitchen to deposit the empty bowls anyway..

"Kunigami's there right? I'll help with washing the bowls and utensils.." Hyoma perks up, joining you near the food station and recieving an empty bowl from Michael-san who settles near the food station as if guarding it.

Alexis-san follows up a few beats after, handing the bowl politely and standing near Kaiser like a loyal unit.

Shin-senpai tries to pat Hyoma's hair for volunteering but he gets side-stepped and you're starting to get a little to used to seeing utter offence painted across his face at this point..

"Oi! Did Sae-chan go looking for for mini Itoshi? haven't seen his emo fringe in awhile.." Weird guy calls out, dusting his hands as he stands from near the french trio

"Eh? Rinrin? Yeah, you're right.." Charles muses, his cheek squished against Hugo's thigh for an impromptu nap session and you notice Hugo furrow his brows but doesn't make a move to detach him..

Loki-san hums under his breath, as if contemplating whether to voice something or not.. letting out a sigh when his curiosity wins.

"Isagi Yoichi isn't here either.. nor is his energetic friend, are they perhaps helping in the kitchen?" He asks, pausing when you and Hyoma grimace at the thought of either of them in the kitchen

"Uh no.. they went to the ground floor to set up storm shutters on all the windows there" Hyoma informs, and a previously uninterested Michael lifts his head.. eyes flashing in mild calculation.

"Alexis and I were there with Iglesias last.. do they have any knowledge of the weapons vault?" He asks with a slightly lowered voice, gaze zeroing on Hyoma for answers

Hyoma blinked and slowly shook his head, glancing at you.. or more accurately- your gun holster. He looks on the verge of answering when Michael.. raised his hand and suddenly caught your wrist, eyes narrowed to slits at the glint of metal below your skirt.

You shift uncomfortably, miraculously smacking his hand away and stepping back near a startled Hyoma

"Where did you get that?" Michael asks..? Well- definitely not. you feel threatened.. not unlike Sae's sternness-?

But this time your breaths speed.. and you're not quite sure where where exactly your heart is beating. Under his scrutiny, you genuinely felt concerned for you life.

Your words fail you at the look in his eyes and the back of your mind registers someone standing up in the backround, as well as a swift hand encasing your wrist far more gently- and tugging you to his side.

Hyoma. You register.. safe, lovely Hyoma.

"Ego gave it to her" Loki injects, hovering near your side with loosely crossed arms.. and you're really glad when the blonde's gaze flints to him instead

"You knew..? And where's your rifle Julian?" He asks with furrowed brows, hands twitching with the urge to pull at something.

Alexis bristled behind him but didn't say or do anything.. you figured he was afraid of another physical reprimand.

"Somewhere safe." Julian says pointedly, gaze flickering almost disapprovingly between Michael's rifle and Alexis' dagger in plain sight.. before he also briefly glances at Lozenzo with his spear tucked into the back of his shirt.

A loud clap echoes from near the other end of the doorway and Mikage's determined face is illuminated by the candle held by a tall figure near him.

"We're being counterproductive here! And we've been made aware of the severity right? Don't coddle us in face of weaponry. Let the adjustment happen naturally!" He states, voice carrying over the auditorium clearly

"Nobody's an enemy here, we're trapped in an unfortunate circumstance- looking for a means to make ourselves useful." He continues, and you're in mild awe of his effortless command of the room..

"Save your concerns for the morning light, we've got more students to worry about than weapons to keep track of" he scoffed, voice lowering to something more neutral than booming once he realised he had everyone's attention.

"Right.. someone take responsibility for serving food if students are to find their way, there are still search squads roaming right? Take headcount at varying intervals, and keep track of anyone that enters or leaves." Shin-senpai finally speaks out, and you notice his eyes are slightly hardened.. and there was something oddly simmering about his tone.

"Anyone willing to help wash the dishes can come with, others.. please make yourselves useful or get some rest.." he finished a little more calmly and you notice his gaze briefly lingered on your skirt as well, before motioning you along with Hyoma.

Mikage seems quite happy with the line of direction things seemed to be playing out and gathered a group to help him register head count

"Michael and I will take care of any students to come!" Alexis-san finally speaks up.. and you catch the mild surprise in Michael's eyes before it shifts between irritation and surprisingly enough.. quiet acceptance.

Lorenzo hums in something close to satisfaction, shooting the boy a thumbs up that was callously ignored.

"I'll join the search squad. There's a chance Itoshi Sae would've gone for the ground floor no?" Loki trails off and for a second you're mildly suspicious by how quickly he managed to make that assumption- and what could possibly be the basis of it.

Weird guy immediately perks up at the name drop- you briefly wonder on the nature of their relationship..

"I'm in, and all for wielding a weapon if it ever comes down to it.." he hums, shooting Michael's rifle a look that caused said man to position it a bit more protectively

A loud snore cuts through the decision-making and suddenly all eyes are on a certain blonde menace drooling on poor Hugo-san's thigh.

"It'd be best if you and Charles stay here.." Loki states- thoroughly amused, and also content with the idea of leaving if Hugo could make sure their rifles aren't too be touched.

The room moves around but you're mostly just focused on Hyoma's heartbeat..

Your wrist mildly throbs from the previously rough hold.. you're rather shocked that you managed to smack Michael's hand away in the first place- his grip strength borderline stopped your pulse.

Again.. you accidently catch Alexis' eye and this time he doesn't immediately break eye contact, sending you a somewhat apologetic smile as he hides his dagger..

And you quietly will yourself not to meet Michael's gaze, despite feeling his eyes dig into your side profile after your interaction with his.. partner.

"We're going to the kitchen.." Hyoma reminds, briefly tracing a circle on your slowing pulse..

You don't reply verbally.. just nod. and quietly walking behind Shin-senpai- who doesn't glance back at you.. he simply adjusts pace and let's his voice carry over instructions to a few students who stepped up to offer their support.

For a split second you register a blob of baby blue hair.. Hiori-san. You wonder if he's tagging along as well.

"Don't keep your head in the clouds chibi-chan..!" Lorenzo -san? -senpai?, exclaims- appearing near you with a stack of bowls you'd forgotten about in the events that transpired after.

"Michael's always pissy bout everyyything, you get used to it at some point" he reassures, and you can't help but notice his spear tip keeps bobbing on the verge of impaling the nape of his neck- yet it doesn't. and you again question whether this man is intent on defying the laws of nature for his own entertainment.

Hyoma's voice reaches your ears and you find him exchanging a few words with Mikage and tall figure who couldn't be anyone but Nagi-san.

Lorenzo walks ahead, engaging in a conversation with Shin-senpai as they walk out the door.. and you minutely hesitate on whether or not to wait for Hyoma, feeling a little awkward for being the only one to leave without a pair.

"He's kinda scary huh..? That's Michael Kaiser for you.. I hope you're alright.." a soft voice breaks through and you're broken out of your thoughts as an arm threads through yours and tugs you forward.. intent on making sure you follow.

"Hikari-san..?" You trail off a little confused by the abrupt movement.. when had she finished eating..? Was she coming along as well..?

Was she going to ask about the gun..?

"-chan" she corrects, and.. she's so bright in the way the candle in her free hand illuminates her face.. "call me Hikari-chan" she says firmly and you find yourself testing it on your tongue

She brightens even further if possible from her name out your mouth, and you can't help the quirk of a smile that unconciously bubbles up.

"Ahh.. so cute, I can see why Shin-kun feels so maternal towards you.." she coos, lightly nudging against your frame and you just slowly shake your head

"Not me in particular.. he feels maternal towards everyone.." you correct, and she lets out a loud laugh.. grinning at the imagery she had of Shin-senpai's face on a mother hen.

"True.. true.. I think he projects his need to take care of someone on the people around him.." she muses and you can't help but agree..

"Like a savior complex?" An unexpected voice pops up and you're surprised to see Loki-san of all people inserting into the conversation

"Uh.. at times..?" Hikari.. chan.. trails off, also caught off guard by his sudden presence

"Yeah he's been like that for as long as I've known him.." weird guy joins in with his hands interlocked behind his head

"Sorry for being nosy, I just wanted to ask if you were alright.." Loki-san says softly, and you convince yourself that the heat on your cheeks is clearly because of the candle.

"Huh? Uh- yeah, of course! I'm cool.." you answer awkwardly, holding your free hand in a thumbs up that had Hikari-chan giggling near you..

"I'm glad to hear that.. and apologies for letting that happen in the first place, I should've warned you about Michael's.. tendencies.." he sighed and you just quietly nod, even if you thought it was quite stupid that he found a way to place the blame on himself..

"You done flirting Loki-chan? I doubt Rinrin would be happy bout this.." Weird guy snickers, shooting you a not-so-secretive wink that had Hikari-chan gasping as she looked at you for answers you didn't know you could give her..

"I'm not flirting Shidou-san.. merely expressing my concern.." Loki-san corrects, sending you a mild wave as he turns and lightly swipes at.. Shidou! You finally had a name- at Shidou's legs, for.. whatever that was..

"How'd you manage to enamour Loki-san?? And Rin? As in.. Rin Itoshi? Girl, how many men do you have pining for you??" She asks with a light-hearted laugh, finding amusement in the way your cheeks flush

"Rin is certainly not 'pining' for me.." -infact you felt mildly disgusted at the image of Rin doing anything remotely romantic.

You were still concerned about his whereabouts though.. and from your brief impression of the guy who just left on a search.. Loki-san seemed like a reliable guy.

Rin would be found.

"and I don't know what to think of Loki-san.. I just approached him out of necessity.. he's kinda the chivalrous type I suppose..?" You trail off, all he did was inject on your behalf.. something you're sure any decent human being would've done.

"Huh.. sure dear, whatever helps you sleep at night.." Hikari-chan hums out somewhat knowingly, and that makes you assume your cheeks are still flushed from the interac- nuh-uh. the candle. flushed from the candle.

"Aha.. hey that's Hyoma!" You immediately blurt out, earning an exasperated eye roll from Hikari-chan for trying to divert the conversation

"I assume he's your one and only then..?" She asks and you choke on your breath, sending her a somewhat betrayed look that only made her grin wider

"Uh.. no..? he's my best friend.." you state with a huff, and.. it feels right. right enough that you genuinely can't find anymore words to justify the title.

Her smile softens a little at the sincerity and nods slightly in understanding- her grip on your arm loosening as she shifts to observe the way Hyoma's gaze landed on you and jogged his way over

"Thought you ditched me, you little-" he hisses, catching you in a headlock and much to your dismay- ruffling your hair with his knuckles

"You ditched me for Mikage too, you asshole!" You hiss back, finding enough energy to claw at his forearm and slowly squirm your way out of the headlock

"You were supposed to wait for me!" He huffs with a slightly feral grin, dropping the headlock to lightly pinch at your stomach- snorting quietly at your squawk of protest

"I guess I'll forgive you this time.. c'mon, I haven't seen hero in awhile" he hums, quietly content with watching your protests die down to interest instead

"Rensuke! I haven't seen him in ages.." you gush, and you note Hikari-chan shift the flame a little closer- just to catch the multitude of emotions flying across your face.

"Me neither, I wonder how he's getting along with king.." He muses and you shrug, Barou-senpai wasn't someone you knew personally but he always seemed like a responsible person to you.. it made complete sense to you that he and Rensuke would take on the task of cooking.

"Yoriko-senpai doesn't particularly like his personality, but I think she respects him as a person.." Hikari-chan injects thoughtfully, and Hyoma politely nods to acknowledge her presence.. humming quietly in contemplation.

"Makes sense, he isn't the nicest person to be around" he concludes, and you briefly notice Shin-senpai glance back to check where the three of you were- and you immediately tug them gently in the general direction of the cafeteria, feeling like you'd loitered for too long.

Lorenzo twirls his flashlight, chatting with Shin-senpai about something along the lines of vouching for him if Barou-senpai tried to kick him out again

The cafeteria arrives soon enough and Lorenzo-san positions the flashlight to the kitchen door that was left half open-

"Yo- Barou-kun! I bought reinforcements! They're here to wash the bowls" Lorenzo announced while slamming the door open, earing an apron to the face that slowly unstuck from him.

"Hah? More scrubs? They're welcome if they shut the fuck up and clean the bowls properly or else it'd just be double work..!" He huffs out brashly, sleeves rolled up to reveal his bulging forearms as he scrubbed at a rice cooker- a single candle nearby illuminating the sink he was using.

Rensuke immediately perks up once he sees you two and sends a polite wave from the pantry, having just finished putting all the ingredients away for a later date

"Oh hey, how have you two been holding up?" Rensuke asks while drying his wet hands on a dry cloth, immediately opening his arms in an invitation for a quick hug that the two of you immediately jumped at to accept

"You how no idea how much we missed you-" you groan into his apron while Hyoma hangs off his bicep with a delighted grin split across his face

"Keep the reunions outta my kitchen!" Barou-senpai barks and you quickly detach yourself like a trained soldier awaiting combat instructions.

"The staff and a few students haven't made it back yet, and we don't think the food will be enough" Shin-senpai finally speaks up after depositing the bowls he was carrying, and you notice Lorenzo do the same- stealing a cooked tomato that somebody has put aside in their bowl.

"Hah? The staff can cook on their own, I just cleaned the cooker.." Barou-senpai huffs, placing it to dry and starting on the tower of bowls..

There's a pause in the air when no-one knows what to contribute to the conversation, and Barou-senpai just sighs- voice lowering to something a lot calmer

"Is there not enough for the students..?" He asks, quietly reaching for the apron and Shin-senpai immediately moves his arms around in protest, feeling guilty for indirectly imposing the task on him like that..

"No no- there should enough for the students, I'm sure the staff could adjust with the readymade food in the staff room.." he reassures, sighing in relief when Barou-senpai doesn't reply verbally- just fanning the apron out and letting it to dry.

Hyoma drops down from Rensuke's bicep and quickly ties his hair up and you quickly do the same.. slight relief filling you when you felt no damp strands.

"I'll keep the candle by this basin..!" Hikari-chan calls out, adjusting the light to fall over the sink- and you're startled by Shin-senpai's low hiss when his hands touch the water

"Why's it so cold?!" He grumbles, clumsily starting to scrub the sides of the bowl he had taken.

Barou-senpai grunts near him, and you can't help but notice how sunken his fingertips are..

"Suck it up brat, you'll get used to it." He states without bite, briefly motioning Shin-senpai to roll his sleeves up before dedicatedly working on his tower of bowls.

"I'm open to lend a hand, could someone lock the pantry?" Rensuke asks while rolling his sleeves up as well and tossing the key to Lorenzo, who.. you're not sure you trust near the pantry.

Didn't this guy gets kicked out from here for eating raw butter in the first place?

"I'll be taking that, make yourself useful elsewhere buddy.." Hyoma calls out while swiping the keys mid-air, and you giggle at the side-eye Lorenzo sends to the sway of Hyoma's ponytail  

Rensuke quirks a smile as well- sending Hyoma off with a candle then shifts to lend a hand to Barou, who's space was increasingly starting to be filled with cleaned bowls.

You notice Hikari wince when she placed her hands under the tap water, and quickly rush to her when you saw her fingers shake and her palms turning slightly bluish..

"Hey, are you good? Does it feel numb..? It's.. pretty discoloured.." you trail off, immediately closing the tap and holding her palms in yours- trying to warm them by blowing hot air into the cup of it.

She stays silent and breathes quietly, and you notice the colour slowly fade to it's normal circulation..

"Hold her palms over the candle flame for awhile.." Shin-senpai calls out when he noticed your fussing and you nod, guiding her numb fingers over the flame

"It doesn't hurt- just.. really cold" she mumbles with a slightly frown, testing her movements by stretching out her fingers.. and you notice her circulation slowly get back to normal as her hands gain back their pinkish hue.

"Down't thunk y're suited fer dish washin' thwen girly.." Lorenzo pipes up with his flashlight between his teeth, turning the tap on and letting his hands soak for awhile to get used to the feeling

"Oi! Don't waste the water!!" Barou-senpai immediately scolds and Lorenzo just groans about him always having something to complain about, before claiming a tower of his own.

"I think I'm fine.." Hikari-chan sighs, flexing her fingers and pocketing them in her school sweater..

"Take a break Hikari-chan, you've been on your feet for awhile.." Shin-senpai chides, glancing back at her over his shoulder while she shuffles a little awkwardly without any task to take on.

You rest your hands on the edge of your basin, empathising with her need to contribute but also wanting her to take some rest..

"The stove must've cooled by now right? I can clean the stove top..?" She offers, and Barou-senpai let's out a somewhat approving grunt.. motioning the paste and scrubber on a slab near the mini window.

"Mm.. use that cloth, it should've warmed by now" he states while Hikari-chan tests the cloth and picks up the supplies

"Take a break after atleast.. one should know their own body's limits" Barou-senpai states firmly and you saw Hikari-chan nod and whisper a soft 'hai' under her breath- carefully lighting a new candle near the stove area.

The splash of cold water droplets on your skin distracts you from observing her and you shift your attention to the basin infront of you..

"Where are you keeping the wet waste..? Is there some kind of garbage bag?" You ask to no one in particular, glancing around for any kind of plastic bag to use

"Found some in here!" Hyoma calls out like a god-sent, locking the pantry door behind him and placing the candle he'd taken on one of the counters near Rensuke

Barou-senpai accepts the bag and dumps all the wet waste he'd gathered into a bowl while Shin-senpai and Rensuke do the same..

You place your own share of wet waste in the nearest bag and then to Lorenzo to see if he wanted to deposit any- only to find him munching on a mushy eggplant.

"You can go and eat a proper share of food in the auditorium y'know..?" You sigh, and Lorenzo just pauses in his chewing.. quietly mulling over your words.

"I'll take over for ya!" Hyoma immediately interjects, hip-checking him cleanly- earning a hearty laugh from Lorenzo and a quick finger gun..

"Quite the pushy princess aren't ya?" He snorts, picking up his flashlight from where he left it and placing a dramatic spotlight on Hyoma

"Well it's my royal decree that you shall go and eat in the auditorium" Hyoma drawls while tugging his sleeves up

"Who am I to disobey our honourable princess" Lorenzo proclaims with a theatrical bow, sending a mock salute and turning on his heel with a loud cackle

"Did you hire him as a jester in your court, your majesty..?" You joke, a smile creeping onto your face as his laughter echoes along the halls.. making the place feel less deserted.

"Something like that.." Hyoma shrugs, splashing you with cold water from his basin and grinning at your scandalised gasp

"Keep your theatrics out of my kitchen!!" Barou-senpai barks and like muscle memory you and Hyoma straighten up.

Earning soft chuckles from both Shin-senpai and Rensuke, who haven't been on the receiving end of Barou-senpai's ire just yet.

Hikari-chan's giggles float around the room and while the water flowing against your fingertips is unbearably cold-

There's a warmth in your chest that doesn't take into account the storm.. nor the events that occurred after it.

Just the voices of your favourite people, and a task as mudane as dish-washing.

CHAPTER-7 << ಄ >> CHAPTER-9

TAGLIST : @vyxeen @peachesona @no1-glazer (Open <3)

A/N : Why are exams getting in the way of my full-time job of writing fanfics.. 😮‍💨

Also.. uhm.. I've started to notice plot holes- Hyoma's bow has just poofed outta existence and I'm still tryna think of a way to justify that..

I'm actually loving Julian as a love interest and I'm definitely gonna have reader poke at his god complex!

I genuinely love Barou sm- I dunno why I don't write about him moree, and I feel like I kinda mischaractered Lorenzo- Does he feel too much like comedic relief orr is it mostly balanced?

Kaiser and Ness are a weird thing.. I think I like my portrayal of them though- Kaiser with military training is a scary fucking combination.

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CHAPTER-21 : Les venus d'ailleurs

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ-20<< ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ >> ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ-22

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LORE ENTRIES

Karasu, Otoya, Yukimiya, Shidou (they all lwk brotp) share an inn together- Otoya has promised not to bring any girls over & Shidou has promised not to burn the place down.

The one person Karasu follows that other than innmates + Hiori is none other than Marisa! Poor dude still hasn't moved on.. 😭 (sry Karasu fans!)

Yukimiya's first time out of the Northern outlands!! He's been photographing anything and everything he encounters. CHECK PROFILE FOR LORE!!

TAGLIST: @bladeswifesthings @rainychi2. @kuronarnze @itoshiyom @soph1sticatedly @love-and-w3r @feitandiehard @k4ss11333 @isagiswifey @p4rufeit @x3nafix @satoriill @starrydreamers304 @fairyofprose @sleepybibliophilee @justanotherweeb666

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GARNETTE VERNE

CHAPTER-20 : Le rendez-vous du cerf

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ-19<< ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ >> ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ-21

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LORE ENTRIES

Reader meeting Dorothy was like love at first sight.. Hugo is so confused by what destiny has in store for him.

Charles and Bachira friendship>> they're such adorable gremlins, Istg I love them together smm 😭

Also rinsagi beef with Hugo- it's supposed to be reference to the reality check Rin gave Isagi during the France match <3

TAGLIST: @bladeswifesthings @rainychi2. @kuronarnze @itoshiyom @soph1sticatedly @love-and-w3r @feitandiehard @k4ss11333 @isagiswifey @p4rufeit @x3nafix @satoriill @starrydreamers304 @fairyofprose @sleeplessbibliophile

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GARNETTE VERNE

Garnette Verne is my baby and I lwk love her so much- andd I've been getting ideas of individual oneshots that cld contribute to the lore!!

── .✦ MASTERLIST

A lil' smth to keep track of my thoughts <3

Nagi & Reo's first meet - involving Nagi's rebirth while saving Reo

Reader & Rin & Sae's actual first meet - aka the storm and the whole gaining legs shebang..

Rin babysitting the Kunigami sisters + Ren & Rin friendship :))

Kaiser's life on the farm with Raichi

Ness & Hiori bonding in the tower

Gagamaru just roaming around and bring real curious bout all the offerings people leave about for him! + interaction with one of the misfit boys!

Hiori & Karasu first meet! Wizards and assassins don't usually cross paths, but they're an exception-

Karasu & Otoya first meet- Karasu being hired by a jealous daimyo to dispose of Otoya for catching the eye of his concubines.. cue fight scene.

Yukimiya's solitary life, dealing with his eyesight and how exactly he keeps himself occupied

I keep getting new ideas by jst thinking of the characters, It was nott meant to be this long.. 😭