Legolas, who writes and sends letters to his father across his time in the fellowship and further. Describing his ventures, domestic and action-filled, with Aragorn and Gimli. All the small, yet substantial discoveries he’s learning about friendships and relationships. The stories, folklore, and traditions from foreign races. The newfound joy and motivation, especially in his competitions with the dwarf he’s learnt to bask in the presence of, despite his less than pleasant odour.
Thranduil, who’s getting letters from his son. Who is now discovering his son is gay, for a dwarf, without realising it.
A/N: Originally posted on Ao3 :3 - apologies for the slight difference from the Ao3 version, Tumblr didn’t support the Enochian characters I inputted, so I had to change it slightly
Tags: smut, wing kink, religious imagery, biting kink, making out, grinding, body worship, Michael has a physical projection, established Michael/Adam, erections, set in the Lucifer’s Cage post Lucifer’s escape
WC: 1,801 words ★
https://archiveofourown.org/works/84192596
The growing strain against Michael's (well... Adam's) pants was a less than gracious reminder of his newly manifested physical presence, designed specifically to be as if Adam was simply doubled. A nifty trick learnt from their prolonged time in the cage.
"You uhh... good there?" Adam murmured, failing to stifle his laughter. Of course, it wouldn't take long for Adam to notice. At all. They did share a proximity of about zero centimetres apart from eachother at all times. They were quite literally clinging to one another for seemingly eternity. Given, it wasn't necessary since Lucifer's disappearance - a sore spot for the two of them. While they were beyond grateful the cruel, fallen brother was gone, it also was infruriating on a number of levels that he was freed before the two of them. Great, now Michael was desperate for relief and frustrated by the mere thought of their circumstances. Yet the quiet giggling beside him brought him back to the matter at hand.
"...." Michael was less than amused at Adam's enjoyment of the picture infront of him. He released a deep sigh, despite not needing to breathe. But after spending more than a millenia with a human who still followed all his unnecessary insticts regardless of his less than living status, Michael learnt first hand the usefulness of the body as a tool of expression. Including how to replicate an invitation of human lust. Not only did Michael get to experience newfound happenings, a very rare occurence for him as a timeless being, but he also got to deepen his relationship with the human he swore to protect early in their imprisonment. As well as just find a way to use the time they were cursed with in a 'productive' manner.
"...Want some help?" Adam's voice glided into Michael, reminding him just how easy it was to get lost in thought down here.
"What exactly did you have in mind?" Michael responded, his composure unwavering despite his current situation. His vast, steel blue wings encompassing the two of them ruffled slightly, exposing his true emotions behind the poise expression. The one object of his true form betraying his desired countenance. Michael noticed the inconspicuous way Adam's eyes drifted to them, wincing ever so slightly at the glowing illusion they produced against the dismal backdrop visible between the feathered arch and Michael's face. Unnoticable to any but Michael, the 'man' who's spent an inhuman amount of lifetimes with Adam.
"Never one to initiate, are you?" Adam teased, deliberately shifting positions from the crude safety of Michael's side, to gracefully straddling 'his' lap. Even after a couple centuries of having sex in many formerly unthinkable manners, a slight pang of guilt irked itself in the depths of Michael's being. The overly familiar teachings against the act of lust clawing at Michael's mind. Potentially committing a sin bordering the cause of his brother's famous dissent wavering Michael's confidence. Though by now, Adam was well aware of this. Hell, after growing up religious, he felt (while on a much more minor scale) similar grievances. Just another factor fueling their incomprehensable bond.
"Halo? You still with me?" Adam whispered, his voice personifying what Michael can only imagine the humans mean by an 'angel's voice'. The sound of him transcending Michael's expectations for the human race since their very beginning.
"I'm with you." Michael soothed all too reverently. His eyes full of adoration and what Adam can only describe as devotion for lack of a better word.
Michael's wings closed tighter, gently forcing Adam impossibly closer as he began gripping the joint connecting the mighty appendages to his own insubstantial reflection. An imperceivable noise escaped Michael's lips, registering far too quietly for Adam's feeble ears. So without hesitation, he massaged deeply into the sensitive muscles again, only this time he ensured his hips rolled along Michael's growing erection.
A whimper flooded the humid space between the two. It was safe to say Michael would never get used to being at the whim of a human, even if it's the one he would gift the sun to.
A pink flush emerged upon Michael's features, and Adam could swear he saw the pink shine upon his wings. As the Viceroy of Heaven, Weigher of souls, Heavenly commander of God's army, and Guardian of the Faithful, no Earthly word could describe the sheer humiliation Michael felt imposed upon his entire being. Rather than bathe in the ignominy, he opted to bury his face into the crook of Adam's clothed neck. Breathing in his distant, practically non-existence scent, his 'body' began to unwind. Adam kept applying rounded pressure to his indomitable anatomy, eliciting a stream of shameful whimpers and moans that Michael otherwise would claim never to originate from him.
As the pressure on his wings deepened, Michael could feel Adam's pace stutter. He began gripping on the vigorous appendages, clearly close to his own release.
Michael projected foreign ‘words’ into Adam's mind, the language too unfamiliar on the vessel's tongue to properly speak it. Adam hesitated, pausing briefly overtop of Michael's crotch. Adam adores Michael's mother tongue, craving it beyond pardonable extent. The complex, cryptic vocalisations dancing upon Adam's ears and mind like an uncontrollable holy flame. Michael was well aware of this infatuation, often abusing his power over Adam far too much for his sanity.
"..Damn you" Adam muttered, his rhythm lost to fluster as it slowed. Michael gripped Adam's hips, forcing his lethargic movements heavier upon himself as he raised his face to meet Adam's once again, this time closing the gap as their lips found each others. A wave of moans was lost between them, trapped by mutually felt lust and devotion. Michael seperated, giving Adam a well deserved breath despite the lack of necessity.
"I've already been damned, and it's not seeming so bad at the moment." Michael murmured low in Adam's ear, his voice sending shivers down Adam's spine. As Adam began losing stamina, his soul tiring from the overwhelming presence Michael's grace bore down on him, Michael slowly moved his mouth down to meet Adam's neck. Biting down, Adam released an obscure mix of a gasp and whine, melting into Michael's projection. Michael felt the damp, warm load through Adam's pants, letting out a small hum of pleasure. Michael retreated from his lovers neck with a small pop, the soul seeming depleted from the rigorous excerise.
"No wonder you're so worn out." Michael teased, one hand raising to gently stroke Adam's minorly moist hair, the humidity caught between Michael's monumental wings and the two beings. Adam's face hid between Michael's neck and wing, falling into complete comfort and clarity that would rather be impossible to find given their location. All Michael got in response was an exasperated groan, restfulness biting at Adam.
"Mmm... don't you still need to cum?" Adam eventually mumbled, his eyes heavy.
"..I can easily get rid of this. After all, it was just an illusion to garner your attention." Michael soothed, massaging Adam's scalp as Adam's grip on his wings faded.
"That's no fun." Adam groaned, forcing himself to sit up. Steadying himself with his hands on Michael's shoulders, Adam pushed down on the archangel's crotch with his body weight. Michael's eyes followed Adam, cautious not to exhaust his soul too far. Though, Adam's soft joining of their lips distracted him from getting lost in any concerns. This time it was gentler, slower. Knowing they apparently had all the time in Hell, they didn't rush. Rather, it was now more an act of worship than passion.
Adam's hands gradually found the sensitive point of Michael's wings, unique to him. Adam wouldn't be surprised if he was the only one in existence to know of this spot, a susceptible mark of nerves that if handled incorrectly could very well cause pain rather than the pleasure Michael was seeking. Michael moaned into Adam's mouth, a noise full of tender weakness. Weakness Adam would never dream to exploit, unless asked to by his beloved.
With one hand cradling Michael's cheek, the other solacing his glorious wing, Adam could truly appreciate the personage before him. Michael's beauty beyond any belief's the Church could construe. Not because Michael shared Adam's face, but because despite that, he appeared so different. His face manifested in ways individual to him, a level of grandeur and nobility Adam could never dream of presenting as. His authority clear as the light he was blessed to blind with.
He felt Michael vibrate, soaring above the plane they were condemned to as the kiss deepened. His wings fluffed up far beyond modestly, the angelic expectation of abstinence long deserted. Adam attempted to draw back his clutch on Michael's wing, fearful of mistakenly hurting him, but Michael gripped his wrist before he was able to.
Michael echoed a foreign phrase into their shared mind space, a warning against retracting his grip. Michael was absentmindedly thrusting upwards to Adam, despite their clothed manner. One hand tightening against Adam's waist, the other grasping his wrist - the strength near painful as the pressure didn't release. Yet Adam was well aware, even in Michael's desperate state, he would never allow himself to cause true harm to Adam's soul.
While Adam's handle on Michael's divine wing became more sporadic, he felt as Michael began to struggle. His projection phasing unnaturally as he etched ever so closer to release.
A wave of euphoria violently crashed across Michael, manipulating his being into mimicking the feeling of human release. His resolute wings trembled, Adam's hold lost against the impregnable force. Michael's projection lit up, ethereal light escaping from his eyes and widened mouth. Yet it didn't blind Adam, instead all he felt was an intoxication on the bliss Michael was experiencing. Despite the archangel's rapturous state, Adam was still cradled atop of Michael, the hand holding his waist slightly loosening ensuring no wound was made against him.
As Michael progressively returned to reality, his projection stablising and wings gone limp blanketing the two, he became breathless.
"Thought you didn't need to breathe." Adam whispered, taunting Michael's emerging humanity under Adam's influence. Through his pants, Michael simply squeezed Adam's thigh, eliciting a sudden yelp from the man.
"You're mean, Halo." Adam prodded, lightning flowing through his 'body'. He slowly dismounted the archangel's projection, allowing space to compose himself from his ecstasy rush. Yet Michael didn't desire space, opting to ragdoll over top of the human's shoulder, his flaccid wings draping over the two - shielding them from the dreadful scenery mere metres outside of them. With a quick snap, the couple's appearance returned to normal, yet the relaxed stature and fluffed-out steel blue wings remained.
"I love you, Adam." Michael whispered for one being in all of existence. The one being deserving of this love from Michael. The one being he could find pleasure in damnation with.
A/N: This took FOREVER to write. I was perservering through my writers block to deliver. Unfortunately means I didn't include quite a few characters. Sorry Malleus lovers.
CW: Some suggestive/explicit content (Leona, Divus, Mozus) - other than them all PG.
Pomefiore
Vil Schoenheit
You were expecting Vil to be beyond busy on such a romantic holiday. Luckily enough, he wasn't. He had finished the Valentines photoshoot days ago to be edited and published. He knew how he wanted to spend today, with you. Yet it wasn't in the form of a glamorous surprise or gourmet brunch, but a personal day themed around you. He didn't often have time to spend on you, just the two of you together, so he made sure this was the day.
Rook Hunt
Valentine's Day with Rook was about as unpredictable as you expected, beginning with a sly box of sweets on the end of your bed. Inclined to find your boyfriend, you slowly made your way through the dorm. Various treats, edible and not, were found in the areas you two treasured most. You only found him once you opened the door to outside, Rook standing with a cart full of bouquets and love letters. He verbally warned you to prepare for the most extravagant yet intimate day of your life.
Epel Felmier
Epel never really cared for Valentines Day. Not only had he never been in a proper relationship before, but he also came from a small town that didn't care for the holiday. He honestly didn't even realise it was oncoming until someone mentioned it to him in passing. He asked Vil over Rook on what to do, unsure of the proper approach. After some advice that Epel didn't know how to do (or had the ability to afford), he decided it would be best to simply ask you what you wanted to do. And he would do that with you. As long as you two were together, that's fine, right?
Octavinelle
Azul Ashengrotto
Azul was prepared for Valentines Day. He had already planned the Mostro Lounges themed decorations and dishes for the holiday, given there weren't a whole lot of couples on campus, but many chose to come with friends to enjoy the diverse menu regardless. Yet, after closing, he made sure there was adequate resources left to host a candle light dinner for the two of you, as romantic as possible. With the (forced overtime) serving from Jade, Azul not entirely trusting Floyd for something so special, the night felt warm.
Jade Leech
To your surprise, Valentines Day wasn't a new concept to Jade. Sure, the name was different, but the premise was the same as a well-valued holiday under the sea. A day of courtship, full of romance and love - young and old. So when you awoke, you were greeted by an aromatic mushroom meal and a bed full of shiny rocks and shells.
Floyd Leech
Floyd shockingly LOVED Valentine's Day. Similar to a holiday under the sea, Floyd treated it more similarly to April fools. His way of proving his love to you was through a controversial ritual. Said ritual being you waking up to a concerningly wet bed full of... fish. He brought you breakfast in bed!
Heartslabyul
Riddle Rosehearts
Riddle was unsure how to approach Valentines Day. He wasn't used to having someone to celebrate with. He usually just saw it as any other day, his regular (yet highly apprehensive) routine continuing per usual. Yet this year, he had you. He begrudgingly went to Cater for advice, not sure how to approach the boy for tips. And his response was.. well, expected. He spewed some internet crap Riddle didn't take to heart, but what he did gather was the idea of making a gift basket for you full of you favourite snacks and plushies he saw and thought of you. He was a blushing mess handing it to you, feigning calmness. Your smile almost broke him.
Trey Clover
Valentine's Day with Trey was spent in the kitchen. Yet it didn't feel laborious, it was enjoyable. The two of you basking in each others presence, sharing far too much PDA for a dorm. And the fruits of your labour were far beyond worth it. The rest of the night was spent in his room, a cozy movie fading into the background as you played with his hair, feeling your breathing sync.
Cater Diamond
Cater was unsure how to spend these holidays. His first plan was to follow some up and coming trend to share with you, but he soon realised that might feel... superficial. He wanted it to be special for the two of you, as cliche as that sounded. He was just unsure how. He started by making you a basket full of goodies he knew you loved, then setting up an area in his room full of comforts to binge a show that was definitely being streamed on a legal website. When you saw all this and smiled, giggling as you ran into his arms, he released an undetectable sigh of relief.
Ace Trappola
Ace was... corny. To say the least. He had the hole 'bed of roses' and 'candle-light' set up in his bedroom waiting for you. Which got almost immediately cleared out by his three roommates who did NOT appreciate his romance. They were not putting up with the two of you and put things to a stop before they got weird. He was annoyed to say the least, but tried playing it off for you, saying some lame stuff like;
"It's fine bbg... they can't stop our love..😏😏" which they very much could and kicked him out. You could stay though they liked you.
Deuce Spade
This was Deuce's first serious relationship. Ever. And he wanted to make it last. So, obviously with the dawning of a holiday themed around love and romance, he had to participate. But not just participate, he had to win. He researched longer than he did for most of his classes (given, that wasn't that long), and perfected a plan. He scheduled the entire day, a cozy morning and romantic evening. Yet when he first came to you, a bouquet in one hand and chocolates in the other, he fumbled. He could hardly say anything through his red cheeks.
Ignihyde
Idia Shroud
As you expected, Idia froze up on Valentines Day. He got too nervous and procrastinated, per usual. To which he sent a message through his dear younger brother to let you know to get online. He was much more confident through messaging, and the two of you played video games for hours on end. It was only when he was lost in it that he invited you to his room, seemingly not in his usual state of mind. When you got there, you ignored the piles of trash and slightly toxic smell as you bundled up in his bed to watch him play a few more matches. He didn't know you noticed how often he glanced back at you, his hair tips going pink.
Savanaclaw
Leona Kingscholar
Waking up beside Leona felt like a wet dream. He was still planted firmly inside you from the night before, his tail wrapped around your thigh as the tip flicked ever so slightly in his slumber. His breath was warm against your nape, various lasting bite marks bruising in the light of day. As you squirmed, he groaned deeply, his eyes opening with restraint. "Morning..." he murmured, his voice heavier than usual. Despite your attempt to get out of bed, Leona held you firmly, moaning quietly at your movement. "Stay..." he mumbled in your ear, more of an order than a beg. He had no plans for Valentines Day, more likely to spend as much time in bed as possible. Unless you wanted to go out for dinner, in which he would very begrudgingly pull out and treat you to a gourmet meal.
Jack Howl
Jack was a mess for Valentines Day. He was nervous beyond belief, yet so excited. He didn't know what to do for you but was thrilled to spend the entire day with you, themed around you. He came to your room, dressed surprisingly nicely (in an outfit seemingly too tight for him, causing him to sweat more than he expected) with a bouquet of fake flowers in hand. Unfortunately the real bouquet he made from wildflowers he found made him sneeze and his sense of smell berserk. Yet his bow tie and sweets made up for it (no chocolate so he could share).
Ruggie Bucchi
Ruggie had been saving for this holiday. Sure, he didn't deem it to be too important, but he wanted to prove he was dedicated to you. And that was through spending money. It was concrete evidence of his love. So, he took you shopping. Granted, it wasn't anywhere too expensive, but that didn't matter. The two of you had an amazing time, giggling over ice creams and buying each other presents.
Staff
Divus Crewel
After enjoying a lavish afternoon of expensive gifts and excellent dining, you found yourself in a... compromising situation. With your hands binded in high-quality, fluffy, pink handcuffs adorned with love hearts above your head, you could feel every flick of Divus' tongue. The colouring and material of your bondage was unusual to your activities with Divus, often valuing a more refined, leather look. Yet for such a special day, the two of you decided on special gear. You could feel Divus chuckle at your whimpers and moans, causing much wanted stimulation.
Mozus Trein
Mozus had seen many Valentine's Days in his time, many with you celebrated in a variety of ways. Casual lunches, cozy late-night drinks to glamorous dinners, he knew how to treat you. However tonight was different. He took you to bed surprisingly easy, whispering sweet nothings into your ear. The two of you took it slow. He prepared you in an agonising manner, teasing you more than he'd done in your time together. But when he finally buried his length into you, he didn't tease. He pounded you with a pace that would definitely bruise both parties.
A/N: The fic can be whatever genre you can see yourself writing, however Georgina and Trey's headcanons are suggestive near the end so those might be leaning more to smut. That being said, it doesn't have to be. Who knows, maybe they were just very flattered.
CW: Suggestive themes in Trey and Georgina's, but other than that it's all chill. Contains: Heartslabyul, Octavinelle, Pomefiore + Georgina and Chenya.
Riddle Rosehearts
"Oh! That's... an interesting use of your time." He was completely freaked out, but trying to maintain his composure. His perception of friendships was so skewed that he convinced himself this was normal.
When he started writing a fic of Trey and showed it to him, he made the discovery it in fact was not normal. Didn't know how to approach the situation and chose to ignore it. Simply felt weird around you for a while.
Trey Clover
Trey was... confused. He saw the document open on your laptop, and unfortunately his curiosity got the best of him. Rather than confronting you, or even deleting your work, he just left it alone. Clearing his mind of the sight.
When you came back, he was struggling to stay composed. He wouldn't blow up on you over this, never. He was just... slightly mortified. As well as incredibly flustered. As much as he tried, he couldn't wipe the smirk off his face or the blush from his cheeks.
Or the tent in his trousers.
Cater Diamond
When you accidentally sent Cater the fanfiction in your notes rather than the meme you intended, he INSTANTLY screenshoted. Best believe that boy's reaction time is on point from those 2020 pause challenges.
Despite you blasting up his phone, begging, bribing, threatening - he kept reading. He was astonished to say the least. Flattered even more so. And very very heartwarmed.
Most might be creeped out or concerned if their friend is writing fanfiction of them, but for Cater, this is the peak of friendship. He couldn't be happier.
Ace Trappola
Ace was perusing through your phone like he often did whenever he found it unlocked. He stumbled upon your notes app, curious to what treasures he may find. At first, he was just expecting passwords or birthdays, but instead he was blessed with a page of fanfiction written of him.
His eyes widened, jaw slack. He genuinely couldn't believe his eyes. He had to pinch himself just to test if this was reality. Fortunately, it was. He did not hesitate to send it to himself. He was going to hold this over you forever.
Deep down however, he was smiling giddy. Did this mean you felt the same way about him? Or was it just some cruel joke.
Deuce Spade
Deuce had asked you for your notes from Trein's magical history class. His notes always ended up being far too cryptic and confusing, reflecting his understanding of the class. But when you instead accidentally sent a draft of fanfiction about him, he didn't really know what to do.
He read through it, struggling to grasp what was happening. When you messaged him to stop, noticing your mistake, he did. He went back to your messenger and asked a couple questions. But when you pleaded for him to stop and just ignore it ever happened, he obliged. He didn't want you to feel embarrassed or shameful over this, it was just writing after all. He's done much worse to 'friends' during his former delinquency.
Azul Ashengrotto
Azul was bewildered when he read the document on your laptop. His face wasn't trying to hide that in the slightest. His jaw had hit the ground, his eyes blown wide - almost out of his skull. He was not expecting to read fanfiction featuring himself when you asked for help with your studies. Because it was you, he obviously accepted with little hesitation and no compensation in mind. Well, none that he would offer.
But when you had left to go to the restroom, he had began scrolling over some of your latest notes, mistakenly stumbling upon the document of his dreams. Unlike any normal person, he was beyond flattered. He could almost cry from this. Not only did he wholeheartedly feel appreciated, but the fact that this wasn't something you were advertising or sharing indicated it wasn't to make fun of him. You genuinely had these scenarios cross your mind.
When you came back, his tears had already hit the table.
Jade leech
He was spying over your shoulder as you were typing away, deeply intrigued by what you were writing. When he read his name, his face lit up. He started chuckling, grabbing your attention. Despite your attempts to hide your phone, he snatched it up in one swift movement.
"You're punctuation could use some reviewing, but I appreciate this." He said quickly, facing away from you to read it in an easier position. As humble as he was acting, you saw his smirk deepen. This harshly fed his ego.
Floyd Leech
"WHERE IS HE?!?!?" You screamed at Jade, violently shaking him by his school blazer. When he questioned who, you gave him the stare that perfectly expressed how you were not fucking around here. Jade sighed, his grin deepening. He looked over to his right, knowing how Floyd would enjoy the chase. For once, it wasn't him doing the chasing.
He giggled maniacally, like a toddler gripping some forbidden item. Except in his case, he was grasping your phone with all his strength - almost shattering it. Earlier, he had spotted you writing something, and snatched it off of you. He lazily read over the words, but only became interested in the phone itself when he saw his name.
Now here the two of you were, sprinting across the school campus, while he reads out the words as loud as possible.
Vil Schoenheit
Bold of you to assume he hasn’t read it.
Rook Hunt
Bold of you to assume he hasn’t written fanfiction of you first.
JK here
Vil Schoenheit
He was aware you wrote fanfiction. He noticed a while ago, spotting you typing away while he was near. However, what he didn't notice was that it was of him. He found your account through Rook, who often sent him fanfiction of himself despite his lack of interest. He was shocked, to say the least, when the vice-house warden said it was you behind that pseudonym.
He was well aware of the extensive fandom base and the constant flow of writing about him from across the years - explicit and non-explicit. But when he read the writing from someone he knew personally, it was all different. He realised he didn't exactly.. mind? But he was ever so slightly more conscious of his fan base. And of how he acted around you. But, deep down, he was flattered beyond belief.
Rook Hunt
When he noticed the open tab on your laptop, he couldn't help but smile. It eased his hardly scathed conscience that you were appreciating him as he was of you. He felt a high of confidence knowing you felt the same way, having someone acknowledge him.
However, he couldn't help but feel almost offended that you were imagining up scenarios rather than documenting real experiences. You were made aware that he read your writing when suddenly all of it became real.
Epel Felmier
He was just staring at the writing in front of him, bewildered, repulsed and simply confused. He was unsure how to approach the situation. What was wrong with you?
Under an anonymous account, he said you should make him more buff and masculine. It's more accurate and appealing.
Chenya
Chenya was not expecting to see you writing fanfiction of him at 9:00am. Clearly you weren't either by the way you jumped when you felt him peering over your shoulder.
"Chenya give that back!!" You screamed while he floated a ways above you, your laptop in hand while reading over your writing.
"You characterise me really well!!" He yelled back, a grin wider than ever plastered over his face. Oh you weren't surviving this.
Georgina Leech
You heard Georgina chuckling under her breath in the other room. Wandering over to investigate why, your heart dropped. She had your phone in hand, taking her time in reading your latest work. Once she spotted you, she gave you a warm but teasing smile. She knew exactly what the two of you were doing later that night.
A/N: We ignore how the beastmen would likely hate fireworks because of the volume, because I only realised that when writing Ruggie's (I wrote Jack before him). Also notice how for Trein I never specified what hole or what spot. When I say gender neutral I mean it.
CW: One NSFW headcanon for Trein because I love old man smut [insert rubbing hands together dubiously picture]. Other than that it's all chill.
WC: 1,506 (All of; Octavinelle, Pomefiore and Savanaclaw, as well as Trein and Crewel)
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Octavinelle
Azul Ashengrotto
With the fireworks going off in the distance, Azul held you close. He convinced you not to try and spend any money getting close to them, since he instead knew a better viewing point. Out by the edge of the harbour, where he used to watch them. When he was younger, not when he was a kid - more so a tween - he came to watch the fireworks as an attempt to assimilate with human society. He knew how important the tradition was, and it was one of the many that merfolk didn't share. Yet it was one he particularly valued more than others. Finding the beauty in such an ephemeral moment was something he took interest in. But this was the first time he got to share the moment with someone else. This was the first time he felt valued.
Jade Leech
Jade's first time watching fireworks on the surface was with you. Under the sea, they obviously didn't have the fireworks the surface does. Yet he still used to watch them when he was little, sneaking off to try and get a glance. Unfortunately, he would either be under the water or hidden behind too many rocks to get a good enough view. So when his parents were too busy to host a New Year's party this year, you offered to drag him to the city to watch them together. He couldn't articulate how grateful he was, perched near the back of a crowd, on an elevated platform to watch them. He held you close, wrapping his entire body around you like some sort of blanket. Yet his eyes were stuck in the sky, unable to look away from the glittering sparks illuminating the darkness.
Floyd Leech
Unlike Jade, Floyd hardly cared for fireworks. He never watched them as a kid, so it wasn't nostalgic for him. He also didn't understand the hype for them - they were loud, and sure, they were pretty - but they still were just something to look at. He much preferred feasible activities to do with you. But, since you insisted, he went to watch them with you. There were a lot of people, so he did get to enjoy engaging in some light harassment. But his attention was mostly on you. He was teasing, more so than usual since he was getting kind of bored. That was until the fireworks started going off. He slowed down. Embraced you from behind. He was entranced in them more than he thought he would be. It was impossible for him to look away, and was pretty hilarious. He looked like some sort of domestic animal stalking a toy.
Pomefiore
Vil Schoenheit
Vil took you to likely the best viewing point possible. He was invited to one of the most infamous parties of the night, taking you as his plus one. The party itself was as you expected. Fancy, pompous, and with just enough alcohol to make it obnoxious. But Vil knew how to make it better. How to make it memorable in a way you would cherish. He brought you to the roof of the high rise building, holding onto you every step of the way despite the safety precautions. There, you watched the fireworks bloom from a safe proximity as he gripped your waist, leaving bruising marks along your neck with his teeth.
Rook Hunt
Rook adored New Years. While being known to find beauty in everything, it was difficult to figure out why he thought the turn of the year was beautiful. And the fireworks. When he dragged you off to one of the various firework shows set for 12:00AM, he didn't go where the crowd were gathering. Instead, he took you to a hill he frequented. It gave a vast view from a distance, allowing the two of you to fully grasp the performance of fireworks.
Epel Felmier
Epel never saw a fireworks show before you dragged him along to one. Harveston celebrated the turning of the year with a small festival with local market stalls, delicious food and small carnival rides. But never fireworks. But this year, he visited closer to the city with you. The two of you found a nice viewing spot on a hill, having a small picnic with various snacks (including Epel's apple-carvings). He wasn't disappointed by the fireworks at all. In fact, he underestimated them. Beforehand, he wasn't too bothered to see them. He was just joyous to spend the time with you, so he followed. But now, he couldn't take his eyes off the sky, grasping your hand tightly.
Savanaclaw
Leona Kingscholar
Every New Years, the royal family hosted an event and sent up fireworks. It was tradition for them, and it was a great success. It illicited huge crowds, a good part of the Sunset Savana gathering to enjoy the show. However, Leona hated it. He thought they were too loud and didn't see the excitement in something so temporary. Not to mention it meant that every year he would have to stay up late to spend time with his family, when he very well could be sleeping. But this year was different. This year he snuck off before the fireworks set off, dragging you behind him as he made his way to a quieter part of the palace. With seemingly nobody else around, there was finally a moment of peace, just the two of you. Off in the distance, various popping and exploding sounds set off, but they were hidden to Leona's ears. All he could hear, all he wanted to hear, was your voice.
Ruggie Bucchi
As the fireworks crackled and popped, you felt Ruggie's grip on you tighten. It was clear the loud banging was distressing him, despite the large distance between the two. As a way to cope, you pulled Ruggie under the covers and safety of your bed, gently yet firmly holding his ears down. He tried getting impossibly closer to you, holding his head tightly against the crook of your neck as his arms snaked around your stomach. It was likely the closest you two had actually been, with how hard Ruggie was pressing against you, but there was no mention of that. Just you talking to him about nothing at all. You just wanted to try and distract him from the infuriatingly loud fireworks.
Jack Howl
Spending New Years with Jack's family was more enjoyable than you could've imagined. His siblings were so excited to meet you, and his parents couldn't be more grateful to how happy you make Jack. There was a night of warm laughter, despite the cold weather, as well as delicious food and a lot of adorable baby (puppy) photos. You thought the night couldn't get any better, but were proven very wrong. When the entire family and you went out to watch the fireworks, Jack holding you tightly from behind as his fur and large arms worked as a makeshift blanket, you felt at home. It wasn't even the fireworks that made you feel so happy, but the unity of watching them together with a family you felt like you knew for decades.
School Staff
Divus Crewel
Divus' New Years was busy, to say the least. He was always invited to some prestigious party in the city. Yet he always had to leave early, despite what bad taste that may leave in the host's mouth. Regardless, he did. Because he had dogs that despised the fireworks. He loves his dogs more than anything, and refuses to let them suffer through the distressing noises by themselves. Yet this year, he had you as an excuse. Despite what he would consider noble reasoning for leaving, he's not afraid hold back on the alcohol. It was still a party. So when he was mildly tipsy, holding you closer than what's socially acceptable, and what he would usually be bold enough to, he had no shame while he said his goodbyes to the hosts. He could see the flush brighten on their faces when he mentioned that you required attention that only he could provide. Then the two of you left, no one daring to argue. Of course, you went back to comfort his dogs. And afterwards, he made good on his promise.
Mozus Trein
Mozus held you close to his chest as the fireworks banged in the background. Yet the sound was lost to your moans and whimpers, crying his name out as his fingers buried impossibly deeper into your aching hole with an experience unparalleled. He whispered soft praises into your ear, a hardening presenting itself into your lower back as his voice began struggling in tune with yours. It was only when he pressed against a certain spot with one of his digits, while his other hand fidgeted with your nipple, that you felt an overwhelming wave of euphoria and bliss overcome you. The explosions in the distance slowly became audible as your breathing became interconnected with the man leaning his head in the crook of your neck, becoming more affectionate than his students could possibly imagine.
A/N: Last late Christmas post I swear!! Working on a New Years one. Also, I finally remembered to add Crowley. Even if it meant I had to forego some other characters (I got too tired to write for everyone).
CW: None!!
WC: 2,585 (All of; Octavinelle, Savanaclaw, Heartslabyul and Pomefiore as well as 3 staff members - Crewel, Crowley + Mozus - and Georgina. Gotta include my hot lesbian lover)
Octavinelle
Azul Ashengrotto
Azul was fairly busy the entire day, preparing Mostro Lounge for a Christmas event as well as actually running it. After finishing up the main decorations (with the aid of some people indebted to him who 100% were willing... definitely), he entrusted the final touches to Floyd. He was getting burnt out far too early and thought Floyd would be reliable to do at least a little. To his dismay, he came back to see bunches of (fortunately fake) mistletoe hanging from almost every place in the room that Floyd could manage. Azul sighed, exasperated and far too busy to scold Floyd. So he let it go. It was only until you arrived at the event that he noticed Floyd's incredibly suspicious smile. More so than usual. Directed to him of all people. However, he refused to waste any thought on it. Instead, he greeted you and placed his hand in the small of your back, guiding you throughout the restaurant. That was until Floyd stopped the two of you. Confused, Azul unfortunately asked why. Floyd's answer wasn't as shocking to Azul as he would've expected. Floyd assured him that you two just had to keep up with tradition! It would be disgraceful not to at his own event! ..and to all the effort Floyd put into making this happen. So with your consent, Azul obliged. Leaving a quick peck on your lips, and continuing on. Until Floyd stopped you again. Standing under another lot of mistletoe, Azul didn't even bother protesting, and got your permission once again. This time, he was a little more frustrated, proven through his kiss. It lasted longer, slightly more passion. That happened again. And again. And again. Every time the two of you moved in the room a few steps, you were stopped. And every time Azul's emotions were portrayed through your embrace.
Jade Leech
Jade noticed the mistletoe before you, a light flaring up in his eyes, causing them to widen slightly. He gently poked you, gesturing upwards. But to your dismay, he didn't show you the plant to continue any old-fashioned Christmas tradition, but to explain the ecological role this parasitic plant plays. When he noticed the slight disappointment in your eyes, he tilted his head in confusion. It took him a brief moment to come to the conclusion to why you were disheartened at hearing about this plant. That's when he realised, and a smile between teasing and warm fell on his face. He leaned down, planting a kiss directly on your lips, holding your waist to support. Then immediately continued ranting on about how the plant can be detrimental to some trees.
Floyd Leech
Floyd's smile perked up, as ominous as it seems. He pointed above you, a little too close for comfort, gesturing towards the mistletoe. Suddenly his (even more than usual) suspicious behaviour added up. It was unclear whether or not he intentionally drove you under the mistletoe, but regardless, he seems more than happy to keep up tradition.
Savanaclaw
Leona Kingscholar
Leona was already bored of the party. He didn't really want to be there, but Ruggie dragged him along. After finding a comfortable spot out of the way on the outskirts of the room, he leaned against the wall, practically falling asleep while standing. He only bothered to open one of his eyes when he heard you approach. You were getting fairly overwhelmed by the party, and decided to hang around Leona as a sort of calming moment. He didn't mind, he enjoyed your presence, so he let you lean against him to try and muffle some of the noise. That was when Ruggie walked past, giggling maniacally. He gestured upwards to Leona, bringing his attention to the mistletoe you two were perched under. Leona waved Ruggie off, to which he complied. Letting out a sigh, you couldn't help but ask what was happening. Leona just muttered something quietly, scorning Ruggie, and lazily pointing towards the mistletoe. You let out a quiet chuckle, drawing his attention. Feeling a little more comfortable, you asked if he wanted to keep up tradition with a teasing tone. Of course you were joking, but Leona couldn't help but smirk at your sudden demeanour shift. With his arm already wrapped around your waist, he drew you impossibly closer. Leaning down to meet your lips. Stopping directly before touching, he looked you in the eyes for confirmation. When you nodded your head, he closed the gap, his other hand wandering to your neck to further support.
Ruggie Bucchi
Ruggie had decorated the entire Savanaclaw dorm for Christmas, now that he had the chance to. His Grandmother and him could never afford to do any fancy decorating for this time, which would always put a dampener on the holidays that were meant to be full of festivity and joy. So now that he had the opportunity to (Leona's credit card), he decided to illicit some help from his fellow students and finally do it. Being one of the students to help Ruggie, you had a lot of fun with him. You two truly were celebrating the time together and just messing around. When you were finishing up, he grabbed a piece of mistletoe and strung it on the door frame. Preaching that the two of you 'had to test it out,' he dragged you next to him. Obviously, you had to comply, so your 'kiss' was made up of several kisses, with mass amounts of giggling in between.
Jack Howl
Jack felt awkward at this Christmas party, to say the least. He stuck out like a sore thumb from his size alone. And he honestly didn't really have anyone to socialise with. So he was just awkwardly standing in the corner with an empty cup, too embarrassed to grab another just to return to the same spot. That was until you walked in. You brought a light that he needed oh so much. Spotting him, you immediately approached. Enthusiastically greeting him, you started a conversation he desperately needed to not seem like a total creep. That was until you motioned towards the mistletoe above the two of you. He looked even more embarrassed, now realising he had been awkwardly standing below the mistletoe, likely another reason why no one approached him. To ease his mind, due to his clear embarrassment, you gently tugged at his shirt, gaining his attention. You asked if he wanted to kiss, far more casually than he ever could. Lost for words, he simply nodded. Leaning down to reach your height.
Heartslabyul
Riddle Rosehearts
Riddle hated Christmas time. He always envied the other kids growing up who spent the time with their families, having fun and celebrating. For him, he had to stay inside and study. Not a single mention of Santa from his mother or anything to do with celebrations. But that all changed when he met you, and you actually invited him to a Christmas gathering. He was surprised to say the least, why did he deserve this? What would he wear? Were there any Christmas-policies he had to follow? Yet you assured him it would be alright and to just relax, whatever that meant. So when he finally got to the party, and you pointed above the two of you to a certain parasitic plant, he didn't know what to think. When you had to explain the tradition, his face went bright red. Claiming it to be the lighting or odd drink he had, he refused to admit how flustered he was that you would even suggest such an embrace.
Trey Clover
Trey's elf hat gifted (forced) to him by Cater brushed something dangling from the roof. He looked up to see the notorious evergreen plant, taunting him with its presence above the two of you. Feeling braver than usual, Trey lightly tapped your shoulder, pointing upwards. He let out a small chuckle, reassuring you didn't have to follow tradition if you didn't want to - praying that you would want to. When you gave him a gentle laugh and faced him, he leaned down, face more red than he would've admitted.
Cater Diamond
Cater was taking various pictures all around the Christmas party, with all different backdrops and people. When he saw the mistletoe hanging above him, he was beyond excited to take a selfie with someone, knowing it would boost his Magicam no matter who it was (...preferably Vil). When he turned and saw it was you, for a moment he forgot all about that. His face was lightly dusted pink and his phone actually disappeared from his mind for once. When you noticed him, your cheeky smile just made it worse for him. Feining confidence, he lifted his phone and eyebrow, silently asking if he could photograph the moment you two would have. Giving him a nod, you leaned closer as he raised his phone to photograph your kiss. He 'unfortunately' missed it and asked to do it again. And again. And again.
Ace Trappola
Ace was the one to point out the mistletoe taunting you two. At first, it just seemed like he was teasing you. But when he genuinely said to kiss, you were fairly certain you could spot a pink flush on his cheeks. To his surprise, you actually agreed. Suddenly losing all of his confidence, he hesitated in grabbing your waist. Leaning forward to meet your lips, it was clear he wasn't expecting this, so you had to take the leap and plant the kiss.
Deuce Spade
Deuce's face went uncharacteristically red when you pointed out the mistletoe hanging between the two of you. Teasing him, you got a little closer to him. Then a little closer. Then even closer, until you were practically breathing the same air. Of course, you weren't going to close the gap unless he said to, but the way he was staring at your lips said he wanted to. When you finally made eye contact again, he nodded his head and the two of you connected. All to follow tradition of course.
Pomefiore
Vil Schoenheit
Vil had requested you to be the plus one to an official Christmas event he was invited to. His favourite part of the night was by far the getting ready, purely because you were there. Somehow you made the tedious task of dressing up and doing makeup for an event he didn't really want to attend, fun. So when the two of you finally arrived, and it was as boring as he had expected, he spotted something to liven it up a little. Guiding you to the corner of the grand room, he gestured towards the mistletoe. Unsure if it was okay to kiss in such an official event, you hesitated, fearful of sullying his reputation. But, after some reassurance from him that there was no need to worry, he opened a hand fan and hid the two of you from prying eyes, cupping your face in the other as he connected your lips.
Rook Hunt
Rook had noticed the mistletoe as soon as he entered the large room hosting the NRC Christmas party. He was counting on it to be there, after all. He had some in his back pocket just in case there wasn't. But seemingly more jolly than he should've been at this party, he slyly herded you towards it. It was subtle, you had no clue he was even purposefully moving you. But, when you did reach the target, he alerted you to the plant's presence. When you accepted tradition, his smile lit up, holding you by the waist gently yet confidently, not hesitating in the slightest as he moved his lips to yours.
Epel Felmier
After somebody had alerted the two of you to the mistletoe dangling above, Epel flushed bright red. His quick words to you slurred with an accent you didn't recognise, which caused you to giggle. Hearing that calmed Epel's overly flustered demeanour, causing him to join you. After a brief silence, he hesitantly asked if you did want to follow tradition, to which your smile and nod surprised Epel. Awkwardly closing the gap between the two of you, he cautiously approached you lips, forcing you to mend the distance.
School Staff
Dire Crowley
Crowley never typically followed many traditions. Being a good headmage for example. But when he brushed against a certain parasitic plant while next to you, he was more than happy to make an exception. He let out an ominous chuckle behind you, tapping your shoulder and gesturing upwards. When he saw you laugh and accept tradition, he grabbed your waist and held you closer than you would've expected, leaning forward slowly to reach you lips.
Divus Crewel
Supervising teenage Christmas parties was about as low of a job as you can get. Even as a teacher. Hovering over a punch bowl to assure nobody attempts to spike it, staring down kids who are getting far too close to each other, it was all so bothersome. Thankfully, you agreed to accompany him in supervision. That did somewhat lighten the mood. Until about a million students caught on to your close proximity and decided targeted attacks to try and force their teacher to do PDA was the most enjoyable thing at this party. Dodging personal questions and scolding students who conveniently keep 'accidentally' pushing the two of you closer was somehow making this frustrating job worse. Thought to be successful in avoiding any hard proof the two of you 'like liked' each other as the boys said, Divus was fairly proud of himself. That was until clean up, when you found a piece of mistletoe, and brought it to him. Chuckling at the absurdity, and the timing, Divus caved in.
Mozus Trein
Mozus was nothing if he wasn't heavily against PDA. He thoroughly believed that affection of any kind should be firmly kept on private property. And you weren't an exception. Not typically, at least. The two of you were roaming the Christmas-decorated streets of the city, enjoying the breathtaking scenery of starlight snow and eye-catching lights. Mozus guided you to a small cafe, still open for some fateful reason at this late hour. When the two of you entered to warm up, you couldn't help but chuckle as you gestured above the two of you. With his hand already placed on the small of your back, Mozus let out an exasperated sigh. He gave you a warm look, one that only you would know. He slowly leaned down to close the gap between your breathing, and gave you a gentle yet steady kiss. Then moved on as if nothing had happened.
Other
Georgina Leech
Georgina loved hosting gatherings, she excelled at it in fact. For reputations sake, she decided to host a Christmas lunch for the festive season. It was going quite smoothly, the decorations holding up and the cooks working without troubles. However, after a couple hours, she noticed you drifting between people. Chuckling to herself, she approached you. She always enjoyed her conversations with you, and all the other time spent together. She decided to pull you into one of the inaccessible rooms to other guests, but of course you were special. Out of public view, she held up a piece of (fake) mistletoe, a mischievous look on her face. Complying, you leaned closer, to which she closed the gap hurriedly and pushed you against a wall, not wasting a second of your limited time. After an hour of two together, she turned to leave, somehow not look a bit disheveled for your activities.
CW: One NSFW headcanon at the end, but nothing explicit.
A/N: Writing for my underrated husband (tbh I only started really liking him when the anime came out with eng dub and his va is also Giyuu Tomioka the love of my life of 7 years).
𑣲 He's not a spontaneous boyfriend. He isn't good at thinking of ways to surprise you in any spectacular way. He's more traditional. He buys you flowers, always remembering your favourites. He holds the door open for you, gives you his coat in the cold. All these small yet casual moments that somehow seem so much more than a standard. These are the moments he shows he cares.
𑣲 His favourite date activity is baking. Call him consistent, but he does love spending time with you in the kitchen, just baking random sweet treats. It never feels like he has any pressure with you. When he's baking for Riddle or other students, he has something in the back of his mind berating him to be perfect. He can't disappoint, especially since baking is all he feels good for. Yet with you, that dissipates. He no longer has the expectations others force onto him.
𑣲 He often feels inadequate for you. There are so many people around him that can do spectacular things on a whim, yet he feels as if he can never match them. Despite what you and many others constantly tell him, he can't help but feel insecure because of his 'ordinary' nature.
𑣲 His love languages are gift giving and physical affection. He adores the expression on your face when he specially bakes treats he knows you favour. And he's not smooth with it. As much as he wants to be nonchalant, he can't be. His warm demeanour and loving nature are on full throttle whenever you give him attention. Especially physically. When you're simply laying in bed together, his head resting on your chest as it rises and falls, he can't hide the giddy smile plastered on his face.
𑣲 His first time asking you out went far smoother than he expected. He somehow stayed composed, which he typically is. Aside from when he's around you. Trey is known to be reliable, level-headed (all to contrast his Housewarden), and responsible. However, especially before dating you, he was none of that. It's like a switch flipped in his chest (and pants). He couldn't help but mildly fanboy over you to Cater. It was a whole new side of him.
𑣲 He was beyond nervous his first time holding you in a sexually intimate way. It was only when he accepted that you were fully allowing him to explore this part of yourselves that he let loose. Towering over you, his head buried in your neck as he left marks that would indefinitely bruise in the morning. You could feel his soft hair brushing against your skin, making you giggle. Hearing that caused him to pause, a smile warming his already flushed face.
Spending Christmas with them
(x Reader for all aside from Ortho and Grim)
A/N: This took me forever because it was originally posted on TikTok, but lately if I'm making anything on TikTok first I'll copy and paste it to post on Ao3 and Tumblr as well. But there are still a few TikTok only posts. Also, for all of the characters the reader was intended to be of similar age, meaning for the adults it is not a student. It can be Yuu or an OC or whatever you want, but there's no pedophilia or anything along those lines (why Ortho and Grim aren't romantic).
CW: None!! All jolly Christmas passages (...maybe one or two sad ones).
WC: 3,720 (contains all the NRC dorms, school staff - aside from Crowley who I lowkey forgot - Grim, and Georgina Leech... cause she's hot)
Savanaclaw
Leona Kingscholar
Leona never cared for Christmas. He didn't think he ever would. It was just a period of time dedicated to unnecessary stress and hassle, with all too much attention on family. Family which he still maintains a complicated relationship with, unbeknownst to them. So the idea of Christmas arriving, and pressure applying for him to return home to spectate his brother and nephew far too happy for his liking, killed him. However, the difference this year, was he had you. He got to spend the holidays with someone he genuinely cared for. Someone he doesn't mind making a fuss of (to a certain degree, he still wants to sleep most of the day). So after temporarily taking his wallet back from Ruggie, he realised he actually needed to put effort into thinking of a gift for you. Something that didn't just seem like he was throwing money at or got Ruggie to buy for him. Something you would genuinely like. And that was beyond difficult for him. He overthought it all too much.
Ruggie Bucchi
Waking up in Ruggie's home was different for you, but it was nice. You got to spend a lot of time with him and his grandmother in the kitchen, preparing a meal smaller than many would be today. But it didn't seem to matter to either of them. Despite not having many presents (aside from the ones Ruggie bought using Leona's card), or a big tree with beautiful decorations, they were still happy. And that honestly warmed your heart. Instead of Christmas being some superficial, consumeristic holiday, it was truly spent cherishing your time together. Which is what it was meant to be all about. So spending Christmas discovering different recipes Ruggie's grandma has perfected over the years using as minimal ingredients as possible was more rewarding than you could've imagined.
Jack Howl
Jack loved Christmas more than you realised. For him, it was time spent with his family in the snow. His parents would spend far too much effort on a ginormous lunch while he and his younger siblings would be out playing in the snow. So this year, when he got to share that time with you, he was beyond excited. He brought you to the Shaftlands with him, meeting his very welcoming (and insanely buff) family. You got to spend time with his siblings, messing around in the very cold and snowy forests. Then coming back to eat a meal unrivalled to anything you've eaten before. However, your favourite part had to be when you got to cuddle up with Jack next to the fireplace, using his fur as a blanket for its full potential.
Octavinelle
Azul Ashengrotto
Azul was conflicted during Christmas this year. Morally speaking. In previous years, he had taken advantage of others to get free labour in such a busy time. However, this year, he had you. And he was aware of how disapproving you would be of that. So did he cherish you over his business thriving? Obviously, yes, of course. So instead, for the first time since joining NRC, he didn't coerce any deals during the festive holidays. Instead, he kept the Mostro lounge open late and spent the evening there with you by candlelight dinner, with no disruptions. Gifting you something that was likely far-too expensive for a high schooler to afford if it weren't for his entrepreneurial appetite. And he was happy. It wasn't the same happiness from gaining free labour, but it was something else. Something warmer.
Floyd Leech
Floyd LOVED Christmas. Which honestly surprised you a little at first. You were aware that Christmas wasn't largely celebrated under the sea, yet Floyd held the time in such high praise. Which was even more surprising, for him especially. However, that excitement for the night of Christmas Eve particularly scared you. He was never this consistently enthusiastic about anything. So what was different? He didn't seem to care for the gifts (consistently), or the food (consistently), so why did he seem so thrilled to go see the lights with you? That was your main question for the longest time. It was only when you finally arrived together that you understood. He brought you to the huge Christmas tree many surrounded, and told you to stay still and watch him. The realisation and mild horror that landed on your face when he began terrorising random couples was unparalleled. Then again, you didn't know what else you were expecting. Merry Christmas, Floyd.
Jade Leech
Jade was very indifferent about Christmas. He wasn't raised with it, and he never fully understood the appeal of all the hassle. Not until he began spending more and more time with you, a blossoming relationship presenting itself. So on Christmas morning, he woke you up to make some breakfast and exchange gifts. That quiet yet cozy time was more meaningful to him than you understood. Just enjoying meaningful time with one another, with no disruptions, baring your hearts (and wallets) through the form of gifts. Unbeknownst to you, this act of gift giving was a form of courting for many sea creatures. Jade had witnessed it many times growing up. Despite not being apart of moray courting rituals, he still enjoyed the idea of it. So when you blessed him with a gift, he couldn't help but appreciate it in a deeper way of just a Christmas tradition.
Ignihyde
Idia Shroud
Christmas was confusing for Idia. On one hand, it was pretty fun being online and exploring different Christmas events with you in various different video games. On the other, there was a lot of pressure on spending time with people in person, which was always difficult for him. But at least that time was spent with you and his family. He was nervous giving you a gift, buying you a game he knew you really wanted so you two could play together. Yet despite knowing you would love it deep down, he was still scared of disappointing you. But, when he bought it for you and you lit up all excited, planting a quick kiss to his cheek, his hair began glowing a faint pink as he covered his face with his hands. Unfortunately he physically could not hide his love for you.
Ortho Shroud
Ortho LOVED Christmas. He got to spend lots of time with his family, and this year that included you! You two were close friends, spending lots of time together at school. So when he was allowed to hang out with you after spending time with his family, he was beyond excited. You two exchanged small gifts, and spent the rest of the time you got together just yapping and exploring the Christmas-themed towns.
Diasomnia
Malleus Draconia
Malleus never enjoyed Christmas the same way most do. He could never go out to the streets to enjoy the lights and decorations without striking fear into the hearts of humans or warranting a formal address by the fae. So when you wanted to go out with him, he felt almost as if he was going to disappoint you. Yet that didn't stop you. You instead compromised, asking him to take you somewhere he wasn't expecting. It was an elevated hill, overlooking much of the city. It was isolated, no fae or human to disrupt yur time together. Instead, it was just you, him, and the annual fireworks set off at this time. He was unaware this was what you were planning on showing him, but he couldn't have been happier. He wrapped his arm around your waist, leaning his much elevated head against yours. Here he wasn't the heir to the throne or the fifth most powerful mage. He was just your lover. And that meant a lot more to him than you might've thought.
Lilia Vanrouge
Lilia was thrilled to spend Christmas with you this year. He brought you to his home (cottage) to celebrate the holidays with his family. You were expecting it to feel odd with the prince of Briar Valley and an orphaned knight/prince, but fortunately it didn't. Instead it just felt chaotic, in a comforting way. Lilia chose to cook Christmas lunch (as he apparently did every year), which mostly consisted of him cooking something and you desperately trying to fix it, whether you had any cooking knowledge or not. Despite the mild stress of it all, it was very enjoyable. If anything, it felt more like a family gathering than you expected. Fun, stressful, and most of all, memorable.
Silver
Being with Silver and his family was definitely weird for you. Not because you thought it would be different or 'normal,' but because you couldn't help but still be confused to how one of your fellow students, was the father to two (and kind of a third) other students... it just felt strange. Despite that, it was about as chaotic and fun as you expected, considering it was Lilia leading the household. You spent Christmas morning opening presents that were honestly just weird trinkets and the occasional insanely expensive gift that was clearly bought by Malleus. Yet it was still nice. It was cozy, in an odd way.
Sebek Zigvolt
After spending likely far too much money to justify on presents Christmas Eve, you and Sebek went to watch and possibly take part in the carols. There were far more people than you expected, which honestly warmed your heart. Sitting on the outskirts with a few too many shopping bags, you cuddled up with Sebek. It was a pretty cold night, and the huge crowds surrounding the festively lit countdown was more overwhelming than you expected. Yet with Sebek, it felt almost cozy. You knew this was a night to remember as you wore Sebeks winter coat, near-falling asleep as he held you on the seating area.
Heartslabyul
Riddle Rosehearts
The Christmas holidays weren't something Riddle ever got to enjoy. Instead, they were a time his mother spent forcing him to utilise with precision. A time he spent studying while he saw others his age frolicking in the streets, playing in the snow, and enjoying time with their families. All outside his window. Outside his reach. So instead of enjoying the time like many did, he resented it. Deep down, he envied how he couldn't spend it the same way. But this year was different. This year, you had a plan. You asked Riddle to request he stay at NRC for the Christmas break, bargaining to his mother that it would be more beneficial for his studies to stay on campus. Which fortunately, she agreed to. This meant you could spend the time with Riddle without interference. This meant you could show him how wonderful the time of year can be. So waking up beside him, you dragged him to unwrap gifts, rather than have a minute-to-minute schedule for his every breath on what to study, eat and do.
Trey Clover
Christmas was beyond busy for Trey and his family. Owning a bakery meant they were processing a billion orders, requesting complex desserts and sweet treats. And as the oldest son, and frankly best baker out of the siblings, he was tasked with far more than he was prepared for. Yet he couldn't complain, not that he ever would, because everyone had just about the same on their plate. So Christmas Eve and morning were spent labouring in the kitchen, which was just about as exciting as it sounded. Fortunately, a few hours into Christmas Day, all orders were about sent out and their time was up. Which meant the Clover family could finally take a rest. And for Trey, that meant collapsing onto bed, wrapped up in blankets, falling asleep in your arms. Despite the intense past few days, it all became worth it now that he could doze off to the sound of your heart next to his ear.
Cater Diamond
Christmas with Cater was about what you expected. Snuggling up next to the fire, vlogging present hauls and unwrappings, a couple different Christmas trends and a million photos. Yet it didn't feel superficial. Cater was doing it all out of enjoyment. His constant documenting was just how he kept memories. And you had no complaints, because he seemed to love it so much. Almost as much as he loved you. Almost. So when you had cleaned up the mess of wrapping paper and Christmas lunch, you got to doze off in his lap next to the fire as he was editing some photos and videos, a huge smile on his face whenever you popped in frame.
Ace Trappola
Ace loves Christmas. It's a time full of rest, food and joke-gifts. He was beyond excited to take you out shopping, searching vigorously for something to tease his brother with (and secretly something to joke with you as well). He claimed to be the 'master gift giver' due to the 'creative' presents he always buys. Something tells you that's just him saying he knows how to poke fun at someone in a festive way. So when he told you his list of ideas for different presents for different people, you couldn't help but smile. It wasn't the reaction he was expecting. If anything, he was expecting you to scoff or laugh at him. not give him the warmest smile to ever grace his direction, causing his face to flush pink. But you couldn't help it. After all that had happened this year, he was still so optimistic. And that was beyond heartwarming.
Deuce Spade
Spending Christmas with Deuce meant spending it with his mother. At first, you were terrified. What would she think of you? Would she think you're good enough for her son? Would she think you're a bad influence? But all those nasty thoughts were instantly extinguished when you met Dylla. She was far kinder than you expected. Not that you expected anything poorly from her son, but because you wanted to impress her so much. Yet you didn't feel that need anymore. Now you were just excited to spend Christmas with the two of them, prepping lunch and exchanging gifts next to the fire.
Pomefiore
Vil Schoenheit
You were pretty nervous spending Christmas with Vil. He was always busy, but around this time especially. He had about a million photo shoots that you didn't even think you would have time to spend together. Which as disheartening as it was, you didn't want to express to Vil. He was clearly pretty stressed with his schedule, that you being down would just heighten his load. So instead you just put on a smile and wanted to support him as always. Yet, somehow, he knew exactly what you were thinking. So after his second shoot of Christmas Day, he took you out. You didn't know where he was taking you, in all honesty you weren't paying enough attention. You just thought you were headed to another shoot. Yet, instead, you two pulled up to the huge Christmas tree in the city square. He hated seeing you so sad on what's meant to be the happiest day of the year. You were more important to him than him overworking himself.
Rook Hunt
Christmas shopping with Rook was a lot harder than you imagined. He found beauty in so many things, that you had too many options to buy for him. Unlike what most people think, he is mostly genuine when he gets passionate about something. Despite his somewhat suspicious nature, you knew that he was genuine. So when you realised you were almost way over the budget for Christmas shopping, you were a little stressed. Until you finally decided on something you thought to be perfect. It was an arrow, hand carved with a bird on it. You weren't sure if it was practical, but you thought he would appreciate it nonetheless.
Epel Felmier
Winter is always when the Felmier family rest. It's when the orchard goes dormant, all the trees dropping their leaves and conserving the energy for spring. So Christmas time truly is a time of rest and relaxation. So when Epel brought you to his home, meeting his family and spending Christmas in a warm home, you were happy to simply cuddle by the fire. Epel couldn't wait to get home, finally being able to have a break from all the pomefiore antics. And he was more than excited to have that break with you. Simply enjoying the peace with you and his family, embracing many typical Christmas and family traditions.
Scarabia
Kalim Al-Asim
Christmas is a hectic time in the Scalding Sands. It's not too cold, yet bustling with energy in the streets. Many families spend the time partying, and the Al-Asim family isn't an exception. However, for them it's much more chaotic than others. Having at least 33 family members present, not to mention extended family and guests from all over. It's busy beyond belief. Fortunately, it's not particularly out of the ordianary to have huge parties like this. So Kalim was ecstatic to have you finally to enjoy one with him. He's been telling you countless stories of all sorts of parties they've held, so now you get to participate in one of the biggest.
Jamil Viper
Jamil despised Christmas time. Especially now that he was with you. Because he envied he would be too busy to spend any comforting time with you. He yearned to do normal Christmas traditions, yet he knew he would be far too busy hauled up in the Al-Asim family party. Which was one of the most stressful times of the year for him and the other servants who had to essentially run the entire thing. So instead of spending all day with you, he was labouring away in the kitchen. Yet, at around 6 in the morning on Boxing Day when the party finally ended, he came straight to bed, to you. He flopped right on top of you and passed out.
School Staff
Divus Crewel
Divus never fully understood the hype of Christmas. Not until you were around. Prior to you, he just spent the time in a Christmas-less mansion with his two Dalmatian's. Sure, he enjoyed the time away from his work, but he never really did anything for the holidays. He had no one to properly celebrate it with. But when you finally entered his life, it's as if the clouds parted. He finally understood why everyone made it out to be such a big event. He woke up beside you, his dogs near, and realised this was what he wanted his life to be like. Celebrating life together, even if the decorating was a hassle and lunch took far too long to prepare. As long as it was time spent with you he would be more than happy.
Mozus Trein
Despite what many - especially his students - may think, Mozus adored Christmas. Spending the time with his two daughters, step-daughter and Lucius proved to be more rewarding than majority of the year. While his daughters were bratty and ungrateful a lot of the time, he still enjoyed the time spent with them considering he never really had it. But when you appeared in his life, the holiday began feeling somehow more heartwarming. Spending the morning with his daughters, and the evening with you. It contrasted heavily with the rest of the busy year spent marking papers and scolding students. Instead, he got to cherish the time given with his loved ones while he still had it.
Ashton Vargas
Ashton loved making everything about himself, I mean who wouldn't if they looked like that? But that made Christmas somewhat difficult for him. Considering the holiday is to celebrate each other, exchanging gifts and spending time with loved ones, he struggled to make it all about himself. So, obviously, his gift would be to share his presence with you. For the entire day. AND, he hardly talked about how great how was - or even try to incentivise you to compliment him. Aside from all the effort that took for him, he did enjoy going out to town with you, seeing the lights and having strangers fawn over him per usual.
Sam
Unfortunately for Sam, Christmas was a busy time. Christmas Eve was spent frantically preparing orders and presents, hardly having time to prepare for himself. Fortunately, this also meant he made a lot of money during this time of year. He had pretty much everything anyone could imagine, and many enjoyed that aspect of his shop. Many students came in, purchasing joke or heartfelt presents for one another, and few appreciated the decorations he spent maybe 5 minutes setting up. But, on Christmas Day, he closed shop early and managed to surprise you with gift galore. He set aside several goods he thought you would treasure, despite losing money because of it. But that didn't matter to him - not that much at least - because your joy on such a merry day would last with him a lot longer.
Other
Grim
Grim had never known what Christmas meant before you. He had maybe heard the term once or twice, but he had never actually experienced it. So when you pulled out a huge tree, decorated in glowing lights and shiny baubles, he didn't know what to think of it. All he understood was that he enjoyed it. He enjoyed the comfort it brought. The stability it symbolised. However, when you explained to him the different elements, specifically the event of gift-giving, he was excited beyond belief. Being gifted a bunch of presents for just being there?? He couldn't be more thrilled! So when the day finally came, wrapping paper of a variety of patterns strewn across the floor with no remorse, he couldn't have been happier. Especially since he got to spend time with someone he could call family for once.
Georgina Leech
After initially spending Christmas with her sons - her husband too busy to make an appearance - she heads over to a local cafe, themed in Christmas decorations. Meeting you there, you two exchange gifts and enjoy a quiet morning together. Christmas isn't very well celebrated under the sea, but as of late she's started seeing the appeal. She spends the rest of the day with you, her husband never once bothering to call. Her sons went back to NRC, and she prepared a fancy Christmas lunch with your assistance for you two to enjoy.
A/N: Guys I learnt from my mistake of freeballing Silver's headcanons and completely mischaracterising him, so I've forced myself to read any vignettes I have. It worked though, managed to find a few headcanons (and facts) because of it. I was motivated to do it for this one since Pomefiore is most likely my favourite dorm, but I have like NO good cards of them (╥﹏╥). So the vignette info is very limited. Also it is so much more difficult to think of headcanons for the human charactersssss.
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Vil Schoenheit
⤷ Fake Blonde - He's been dyeing his hair that light-blonde colour since he could remember. Naturally, he's a brunette with lilac highlights (look it's a disney game, the 'unnatural' hair colours are natural). For quite a long time, he dyed the purple in his hair to blonde as well, but eventually began leaving it since he thought it would add to his appearance nicely. He chose blonde because ever since he could remember, most celebrities were blonde. Unfortunately, it was just seen as a 'prettier' hair colour, even if he could never understand why.
⤷ Makeup in Youth - He's always been obsessed with beauty since his father's been reading him fairytales of queens and such, but when he was younger, he tried out a lot of different makeup styles. He once, in the privacy of his room, never ever going out with it on, tried to do goth makeup. He liked it a lot more than he would ever admit. Sometimes when he's in a foul mood, he'll actively do very intense goth makeup to try and make himself feel better. Something about the maximalist nature of it was just relaxing to do. But then he saw all the villainisation of the goth style and stopped doing it, hating being portrayed as the villain like he always is.
⤷ Pearl Phase - He had a phase where he would incorporate pearls in ALL of his outfits. He didn't know why, but one day he randomly loved the look of pearls and how well they complimented him. He even did one of those makeup styles with the glued on plastic pearl things. He pretty quickly got over it, but he still has all of his pearls in rememberance. It was one of his favoured stylistic phases.
⤷ Beauty Marks - He has a beauty mark on the corner of his left eye. A lot of the time it's covered by his hair, but he doesn't often intentionally cover it up. The name of the mole in of itself makes him adore it. Additionally, he has a few freckles/moles scattered across his body. They're not noticable, and there are only few. But he is somewhat attatched to them. There are a couple on his arms and on his back, as well as a few other places. He used to be minorly insecure of them, but then he grew to appreciate them.
Rook Hunt
⤷ Scars - He has a few larger (not huge, but still more noticable) scars from unsucessful hunting trips, as well as just making silly mistakes when he was younger using his bow. But he mostly just has quite a few tiny scars scattered all over his body. Surprisingly, most of them are actually from other (mostly Savanaclaw) students, from the times he got overly friendly and pushed their boundaries. Of course, he would never touch a hybrid's animalistic-features without permission, but even with permission he can shock them and get a scratch in return.
⤷ Hypermobility - His joints, specifically his elbows, are superrr hypermobile (aka double-jointed). As a kid, he used to freak other people out by bending it far further then it normally should be, and ended up getting a reputation for it. Every so often, he just pushes them out because he needs to crack them - otherwise they'll feel too stiff. He did it once out of reflex in front of Vil, and the face Vil made was horrific.
⤷ Freckles - He has less freckles now (it's because of that big ass hat), and the ones he does have he usually covers up. But growing up, he had many freckles scattered all over his body. There were quite a few on his face, but a bunch on his arms from being in the sun so much. He never really minded them, more so intrigued by developing them from being in the sun rather than being born with them.
(omg I knew he did actually have freckles, you can see them in his savanaclaw art -WAIT THERE'S ACTUAL OFFICIAL ART OF HIM COVERING THEM UP IM A PROPHET)
⤷ French? - He's not actually French.
Epel Felmier
⤷ Tiny Scars - This is semi-canon (mentioned in his school uniform vignette), but Epel has a lot of very tiny scars on his fingers and hands from carving apples. They're so minor that you wouldn't even notice them unless you started analysing his hands. But when he first joined Pomefiore, he was nervous Vil or Rook would still notice and get mad at him for being so careless with his appearance. Turns out neither noticed, or at least said anything (Rook did notice, but he has significantly more scars that it would just be hypocritical to pester him. Not that he would ever belittle someone for having scars to begin with).
⤷ Dimples - He has dimples on his cheeks (little indentations). They're genetic, getting them from his father. He was never really insecure of them, not until he was placed in Pomefiore. He became hyperaware and pretty insecure of a lot of his features, not initially though, but when he first saw Vil. He couldn't help but compare himself.
⤷ Men's Heels - He often wheres men's boots and heels to try and feel taller. It's usually pretty unsuccessful in making him noticably taller, considering he's only 5'1 (156cm), but he can't stand the feeling of being small. He'll do anything he can think of to try and appear more buff and tall. Anything to seem more masculine.
⤷ Bruises - He bruises very easily. This is mostly because of the apple parallels. But it's also because when he grew up on an orchard, he would always be getting himself dirty and hurt. He's so used to having bruises all over his legs, that he honestly forgot that wasn't the 'norm' for most other people, especially as NRC. One time, in sports class, Vargas took notice and pulled him aside after class to make sure everything was okay at home and in the dorm.
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The type of stuff Vil would do in his pearl phase:
CW: Mostly just normal headcanons, but a singular NSFW one that isn't even necessarily sexual, but it's seperated and marked anyways.
A/N: Part 2 of this! Part 1 was Savanaclaw, and frankly a bit better since it was lowkey easier to research for but whatevs - I still got an Octavinelle edition in my drafts that needs a little more, but this was requested (on my TikTok) so I made it first. Also, if I'm being honest, I lowkey don't know much about a couple of these guys so it might be a little inaccurate.
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Malleus Draconia . ݁ ˖
⤷ Lean Build - It's canon that Malleus is 6'6" (202cm), but considering he's a fae (dragon in this case), he isn't too bulky. Sure, he does have a bit of muscle due to the magical benefits (as Vargas advocates), but he majorly prioritises his magical skill itself. That being said, his height does play a part in his build - he gained a bit of muscle so he wouldn't look too lanky (he honestly still does).
⤷ Sleep Position - He absolutley cannot sleep on his back. This is due to his horns. Just imagine it, his head would be raised in an uncomfortable manner cause his horns would just be holding him up. Or, if he did try and force it, he would have the most uncomfortable neck pain ever.
⤷ Scales - He has dark dragon scales adorning his skin in various places, such as on his scalp around his horns. Additionally, he has scales on his crotch, shoulders, back of his neck, hips and his wrists spreading a bit over the back of his hands. They subtly shine in the sunlight, giving a sort of iridescent sheen.
⤷ Tail - With magic, he can conceal his dragon-like tail, which is what he typically does at school. However, when he's tired or just lazy (which admittedly isn't often), he has it revealed. It's larger than one would think, considering it's more adjusted for his dragon form, but it is shrunk considerably than the real size. At times, it even drags behind him. But it carries the same dark scales that adorns his skin, with a few uneven flared-spikes.
⤷ Fangs - He has sharp, vampiric fangs throughout his mouth. They aren't particularly uneven or uncomfortable, but he does have enlarged canines all across mouth (image at the end of the post for reference).
NSFW:
(ngl this was kinda gross to look into)
⤷ Two Dicks - Many lizards (and snakes) have something called a hemipenis, which is one of a pair of intromittent organs of male squamates (snakes and lizards). An intromittent organ is any external organ of a male organism that is intended to deliver sperm during copulation. Usually, hempenes are held inverted within the body, and are everted for reproduction via erectile tissue.
Lilia Vanrouge ⋆˙⟡
⤷ Bat Ears - Not the human protruding ears thing, but literal bat ears. He has amazing hearing because of it, most prominently to high-pitched noises. Raising squealing babies and noisy toddlers wasn't the most easy thing because of it. But little Silver slowly learnt how to send messages to him through other bats and a poor attempt at his own echolocation (it was cute regardless of being unsuccesful). Fortunately Silver forgot how to do that when he got older, seen when he and Sebek found a baby bat (Lilia's dorm outfit vignette).
⤷ Fangs - By human standard, his teeth are really fucked up. He has two sharp front teeth that are smaller than the surrounding two fangs. Those fangs are slightly too big for his mouth, and often stick out. The rest of his teeth are very uneven as well as sharp. No amount of braces could save him and he's frankly happy about that, not wanting to 'correct' them anyways.
⤷ Short Fur - While only a little amount, he does have some patches of fur on several parts of his body. Such as the back of his neck, his wrists, his thighs and a bit on his back and chest (it's giving dad hair).
⤷ Glammed Up Nails - They're quite sharp, and shockingly those sharp long nails aren't fake. But he absolutely ADORES having them painted with accessories on them. Especially if it's done by someone he cares about. Especially Silver, who's really the only one out of his kids who does like to decorate them. Not as much since he grew older, but when he was little he would (very poorly) decorate them to resemble different animals.
Sebek Zigvolt ⋆˚࿔
⤷ Fangs - He has very sharp fangs, yet unlike Lilia, the rest of his teeth are really well maintained and quite straight. It's both because his dad is a dentist (his mother being his assistant) and because his dad is human. So he has significantly less fae-features than Lilia or Malleus, which extends to his teeth.
⤷ Static-y - He zaps people so often when touching them. Just a little shock. Like when you roll around on carpet then zap someone. This surprises a lot of people, especially Yuu when they attempted to fist-bump Sebek (he didn't accept it and Yuu thought Sebek was just punishing them).
⤷ Roman Nose - Pretty self-explanatory, but he has a roman nose. Just has those vibes.
⤷ Mild to Severe Acne - Okay hear me out, teenage (16 year old) boy whose skin isn't clear. Shocking. He has tried skin care before to try and match Silver, but he honestly didn't understand it. His dental hygiene is amazing since he's always been raised with understanding the importance of it, but skincare? That's far too foreign.
Silver ⋆.˚
He's what people would consider 'perfect' in many aspects - also I’ve been told on my TikTok this is pretty mischaracterised so ignore it if you want
⤷ 'Perfection' - His teeth, skin, nails, lips, etc. are all so healthy and clean with such little effort. He has a very short skincare routine that he only just started, a very minimal dental routine, and nothing to support the rest of his appearance. It's mostly because he's too lazy and just wants to sleep whenever he gets the chance, usually too tired to set a routine. Yet he still fits the beauty standards to the maximum.
⤷ Soulless Eyes - Most would imagine since he's based off of Aurora/Prince Phillip he would have big, bubbly, soulful eyes that fit the Disney theme. However, I think in turn he would have a completely (hilariously), unintentional death stare whenever he's spacing out or looking to someone for something (usually Malleus). For the latter, he's like that one cop in 'Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs' where he will scan the entire area then lock onto someone, approaching them at rapid speeds. He absolutely TERRIFIES first-years who haven't heard of him. But everyone who's been at school with him for a year or longer know that's just how he is.
⤷ Occasional Greasy Hair - Sometimes he's just a lil too tired (or lazy) to wash his hair. That's all. It's not often, but it's not incredibly rare either. Sebek cherishes those times where he notices his mildly greasy hair, really the only time he doesn't fit the beauty standard. Sebek also kind of bullies him when it happens (brotherly).
Doing the “things me and my boyfriend have shoved up out butts” prank ᝰ.ᐟ
A/N: Guys I am so sorry I didn't include Hinata, Tsukki or Yamaguchi I ran out of motivation - decided I needed to post this before the trend fully dissipated and stopped making sense lmao
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Daichi
Daichi was confused to why you set up a camera just to ask him what he items he uses to fix stuff around the house, and even more confused when you were giggling halfway through his list.
“Uhh… screwdrivers, of all different sizes. As well as some bolts, nuts-“ he was cut off by your maniacal laughter, which is what made him stop.
“What’s so funny??” He questioned, a puzzled smile covering his face. You showed him the full video and he just sighed.
Suga
“Well pencils, obviously, and some highlighters, a ruler is a must!” He emphasised, when you started laughing, a smile graced his perfect face. He had seen the trend online, and his suspicions were pretty much confirmed by your barely contained laughter.
Regardless, he kept going, going from listing the containments of his pencil case to the most obscure objects ever, for content.
“Can’t forget my lightsaber, or my cream if you know what I mean 😉”
“WOAH”
Asahi
Asahi was confused to say the least. A camera set up, and an odd question. He hardly liked being on camera to begin with, but you seemed so happy so he couldn’t say no.
“Uhm.. a jacket, a couple vests, even your prom dress.” He stated blandly, pretty nervous by the pressure of the recording. You were giggling, encouraging him to keep going. You knew you weren’t going to post this anywhere, that would be cruel for Asahi, but it was still funny.
You ended up showing him the final product, unable to hold in your amusement. His face went red when he heard the question you started the video with.
Noya
“A popsicle, three flashlights, a bicycle helmet since I broke the last one- why are you laughing, it was very annoying.” Noya laughed, a chaotic yet offended expression plastered all over his face. But to your request, he kept going, ignoring your wheezing.
“Well I also needed another toothbrush since I lost the last one- what’s so funny?? Oh. My. God.” It took him a second to click what you were doing, and he started maniacally laughing when he realised. He was very chronically online and had seen the trend, in fact he was the one who sent it to you.
Tanaka
“Well there was Noya, Ennoshita, BOTH Kageyama and Hinata despite their fighting-“ you were cackling behind the camera, and he had no idea why. He was just listing the people he was (forcibly) studying with. But he kept going, ignoring your wailing.
“Narita tagged along at one point, but couldn’t stay the to finish- WHAT OMG”
Ennoshita
Ennoshita barely agreed to have a camera on him, suspicious beyond belief. He had been pranked far too many times by his fellow second years to be completely trusting. But, since it was you, he did eventually agree.
“Well, there was the whole collection of magazines my mum had, and her jewellery, as well as some fine china- wait a second.” It struck Ennoshita what this was for by the third crack in your laugh, he remembered Noya doing the literal exact same thing a couple days ago.
Kinoshita
“Well there’s a dirty glass, three posters, my tambourine, a mould of Narita’s hand-“ he paused when you were slapping the table, literally struggling to breathe.
“I mean I know it’s weird, but it’s surprisingly useful!”
“HUH??”
“To check his like ring size and such so we can have matching jewellery.. definitely”
Narita
“The dentists, the museum, that one local park bench, the beach on a sunny day.. I don’t know if I can think about any more.” Narita contemplated, a hint of confusion flashing over his face when you were giggling behind your phone camera.
“…why does this need to be recorded??” He questioned, quaintly smiling at your enjoyment.
“To give people recommendations :)”
Kageyama
“…” Kageyama was always awkward on camera, to say the least. So, you had to use your secret weapon. You brought up volleyball. Suddenly he lit up, an enthusiasm vibrating off of him that will make the video a million times funnier.
“Well, I finished with a set after receiving, which I hardly ever do- why are you laughing.”
Bonus:
Akaashi
“Well, the whole collection of Tokyo Ghoul, and a couple volumes of demon slayer…” Akaashi slowly paused, taking in your crumbling resolve. But, he allowed you to have your gun as he continued.
“Also some of my anime figures, specifically from Dungeon Meshi and Twisted Wonderland…” he paused again, taking a breath while you composed yourself.
Kuroo
“Hydrogen, Helium, Lithium, Beryllium, Boron, Carbon, Nitrogen, Oxygen…” Kuroo continued, counting his fingers as he listed the elements of the periodic table. He was too caught up in recalling them to acknowledge your giggling. You had asked to record him, claiming to need help memorising them. He took the opportunity immediately, ready to prove his skill.
Problem was it meant he couldn’t register the way you were cracking at the seams until about halfway through. “Iodine, Xenon… wait a second.”
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
A/N: My credentials is that I work in a cafe/bakery. I want to quit. Somebody save me pls. Also you can either imagine these are 7 different cafes for each different dorm, or one huge one run by all of them together - either way is funny in my opinion lmao.
Heartslabyul + Pomefiore Ver. ⋆.˚
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Heartslabyul
Riddle Rosehearts
Works in the very back following the bible (recipe book written by Trey) to the very letter. He originally worked out front as manager (and/or owner depending on if you want 7 diff cafes or 1 big one), and while he still does manage everyone, he was just recently forced into the back kitchen due to exploding on a customer. That was when Trey's enabling came to a stop and he was banished until he could fully get his temper under control. Was very begrudging about it, but was aware of how bad (rule-breaking) blowing up on a customer was.
Trey Clover
The author of the bible (recipe book), lead manager despite what Riddle may think, and the glue that keeps everything running. He is one of the best with the customers, by far the best in the kitchen, and has heat-resistant hands for washing dishes. He is overall the best employee without question, likely due to growing up as the oldest son in a bakery. He takes great care of his co-workers and is the person EVERYONE wants to have a shift with. His only flaw was his issue with enabling Riddle's explosive behaviours, leading to a fight with a new hire (Ace) and an incident with a regular customer (Yuu).
Cater Diamond
The (self-appointed) social media manager, while his primary job is as a barista. He's great with customers, but often gets distracted with his side hustle that he claims is 100% bringing in new business. Additionally, he often pushes his work onto new hires. However, when he does lock in, he has INSANE multitasking skills. When Riddle isn't paying attention, he is definitley breaking health and safety codes by doing at least four different tasks at once, yet somehow he pulls it off without incident (yet).
Deuce Spade
The hardest worker in the entire cafe. Despite being one of the newest hires, he somehow works harder than everyone else. Whether it's a fear of being a burden, or just his nature, he somehow managed to get Riddle's rare praise through his self-discipline and determination. One day, the regular customer Yuu asked why he did work so hard, and he explained it was because of his former delinquent behaviour that got his struggling mother a bad reputation and therefore made her suffer even more in finding work. But, his largest flaw is his lack of intuition, requiring step-by-step orders for every task he's given. As well as his tendency to get into trouble or fights with his co-worker Ace.
Ace Trappola
It is a MIRACLE this boy got hired. The only reason he did was because his older brother used to work there and managed to beg the owner (either Crowley or Riddle depending on your view of the cafe) to hire him. He's often disobedient, does his own thing, gets into fights, and only really listens to Trey (sometimes). The only reason he is allowed to stay is because of his brother, and the fact he is paid near-below minimum wage. Riddle originally forced him to be a dishwasher after realising how difficult he would be to discipline, but that didn't go well. He would complain the water was burning his hands, and make it colder, which hardly actually cleaned the dishes. Then, he would complain about back problems. The straw that broke Riddle's back was when he went way too slow and wasn't getting clean cups to the coffee machine fast enough.
(all things I lowkey used to do... unintentionally though I swear)
Pomefiore
Vil Shoenheit
Absolutely runs the cafe to its best possible performance. The aesthetics, atmosphere, webpage and uniform are better than anywhere else in the cuntry. He upholds the appearance to the absolute extreme, and has built his fame accordingly to support the business. However, it's not just superficial. The customer service beats anywhere else in a ten-block radius and the menu is built with meticulous care. Vil trains the staff to have the highest grace and manners, managing and disciplining them justly (especially compared to Riddle). However, he HATES washing dishes. Not because he's necessarily stuck up or thinks it will sully his appearance, not entirely at least. He's aware of how vital the task is. He just despises the unknown textures and boiling water that prunes his hands.
Rook Hunt
The peak performance of customer service. He works out front constantly, often engaging in friendly (yet strangely complex.. and French) conversation with customers when he's not busy. When he is busy in the kitchen, he works especially well with meat-based pastries like sausage rolls and beef pies (I'm Australian okay? I don't know what other products are made with meat). Vil frequently uses him as the prime example of what the staff should be like manners wise. That being said, he has occasionally made customers uncomfortable with his persistent marketing/promotion of the goods.
Epel Felmier
Honestly hates working. He doesn't entirely know how he got here, but he's doing it anyways. He actually prefers dishwashing over any other job. Aside from decorating the fruit pastries like fruit tarts and pavlovas. But with dishwashing, he can honestly just zone out while he lets his hands do all the work. Problem is, he often goes too slow when he's fully out of it. Not to mention the weird textures in the water. After a while, he just learns to ignore it so he doesn't risk gagging constantly. However, he still finds it better than Vil's 'gracefullness' lessons to serve out front. And it's nice he doesn't usually have to talk to customers.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Summary:
Amidst the peaceful life Tsutako built with her fiance and little brother after their parent's death, one demon comes to ruin it all. With her little brother now a demon, she has to figure out how to move forward for both of their sakes.
or
An Alternate Universe in which Giyuu and Tsutako Tomioka switch roles with Tanjirou and Nezuko Kamado
WC: 864
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A/N: (spoilers ahead, technically not included in the fic since it's so different)
A couple warnings: I haven't read the manga in a hot minute so I don't remember much about Tsutako, pretty she only had like 2 pages anyways so she's gonna be pretty ooc and we're gonna work with what I can - I've done some research online and I can't figure out how old Giyuu was when she died, but from what I can tell he was 12-13 years old so that's what we're going for. ALSO I can't tell how old Tsutako was either, according to google she was 14 but like... that didn't fit for what I had planned so I aged her up to 17. Additionally, I might be getting some misinformation for his backstory from all these dodgy sites I'm getting info from so I apologise in advance!! However, as fanfics go, it's already straying from canon so much that honestly I think it'll be fine. Her fiance is also essentially an OC because there's literally nothing on him anyways lmao. Inspired by art by @weneiiva on TikTok!! (it's v cool, go check it out)
In short if you don't wanna read all that:
Tsutako - 16 years old at the very beginning (17 during main storyline)
Giyuu - 11/12 at beginning (technically 13 during the main storyline but he's a demon so it doesn't register much)
"Tsutako!!" A young voice squealed, frantically running towards the older figure. Tsutako's slight panic was instantly eased at the sight of her fiance, playfully chasing her dear younger brother. They frequently played these games, chasing and wrestling each other. Her soon-to-be husband always knew how to be gentle with Giyuu, even sometimes letting him win. As much as it fueled her precious baby brothers ego, it was worth enduring the cocky remarks to see his smile. That delightful grin plastered all over his face, standing proudly despite his relatively short stature.
His smile was a gift, as she always said. She felt blessed everytime she spied the corner of his mouth tick upwards, never taking it for granted. Not again. Not like before their parent's death.
They hadn't had an easy life, but Tsutako has always told Giyuu to count themselves lucky that they've made it to another day. Not everyone get's that opportunity, and they both know that better than most. But as much as Tsutako had taken to the maternal role towards her little brother, she's always felt... inadequate. She knows she can never fill the hole in her brothers heart that longs for parents. She would know, she has one to match. Regardless, she strives to be there for him no matter what, with her wonderful fiance now to help.
"Tsutako helpppppp!!!!" He screamed despite his clear giggle and grin, climbing behind his sister for the oh so necessary protection. "He's gonna get me!" he laughed, avoiding his almost brother-in-law's dangerous attacks. Giyuu was only a couple inches shorter than his sister, but that didn't stop her from seeing him as the little boy who used to cling to her kimono only a few years earlier. It always frustrated her how quickly he had grown, she was five years older than him and already he was gaining on her.
"Darling, leave the boy alone." Tsutako spoke, chuckling at the cuteness of the situation. She spotted Giyuu sticking his tongue out behind her, mocking the man. "..You know he can't handle fighting you." She added, teasing her little brother in retaliation. It took him a second to comprehend what she was saying, frozen in time for about three seconds. She thought she could actually see the words click in his brain.
"Hey! I can!" The boy protested, his arms crossed over his chest. "I'm almost 12, that means I'll be the one protecting you!" He spoke with pride, despite the nowhere near inconspicuous cringe on both his sister's and her fiance's face. Caught up in his own defensive ramble, he failed to notice Tsutako's fiance sneak up behind him, effectively scooping him up in his arms. Within the chaotic mess of struggling limbs, all Tsutako could hear was the maniacal laughter from her fiance, and the manic giggling from Giyuu.
"How're you meant to protect us like that? Come on, you can't win in a fight against me." The older boy laughed, giving Giyuu a much needed ego-check. "Yes I will, just you wait!!" He contested. It always eased Tsutako's conscience seeing Giyuu like this. He was so full of life, even if at times he could be annoying. But no matter what, it was better than what he was like after their parents died of illness. It seemed like he died with them, being rendered emotionless for months on end. He barely ate, rarely spoke. And when Tsutako introduced her fiance to him, it was nothing like today. Her fiance had to prove he could be trusted, that he would stay around. It was only then when he seemed to brighten up again.
"Okay, okay, dinner's almost ready. Time to calm down." Tsutako intervened, instantly quieting down the two boys.
The night air was cool against her skin, sending shocks up her spine. She couldn't help but be uneasy, a sort of dread seeping into her soul. An impending doom feeling plaguing her senses, distracting from the seemingly unproblematic life she's built.
"Tsutako?" A fatigued voice called, settling down next to her. "Sweetheart, what's wrong?" Her dear fiance coaxed, gently setting his hands on her shoulders as reassurance. He could always tell when something was off, no matter the facade Tsutako would present - usually for her brothers peace of mind.
"It's nothing, I'm just being a little paranoid is all." She assured, a gentle smile gracing her face. She could tell that didn't ease her fiance's mind, but he stopped pushing regardless. Instead, he stood up, forcing Tustako to follow suit, dragging her to the safety of their futon. Across from them, she could see Giyuu sleeping peacefully, the quietest he's been all day. That was enough to bring some peace to her mind, her shoulders relaxing ever so slightly. Being able to imagine a future for Giyuu where he was so full of life, happy, peaceful. That was enough to keep her going. That was enough to keep her sane in these dark times.
That was the last time Tsutako got to see Giyuu so full of life. As well as the last time she saw her fiance breathing.
The pain that is needing the fanfiction about hybrids you write to be anatomically correct, but the characters are eel mermaids and you wanna write smut 🧍♂️
Guys I wanna write smut for mermaid Jade and Floyd (separately omg) but I can’t get past the fact that eels are so fucking weird (and really interesting ngl)
(I’m going to anyways we’re just going to use our imagination… since they’re already mermaids)
A/N: A weird collection of characters as this is technically my part 2 to do haunted house post, but I wrote it too late so I made it Christmas-themed instead lmao.
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Iwaizumi Hajime
"This seems... misleading." Hajime muttered, holding your hand as he rubs the back of his neck, struggling to hide his embarrasment. You had heard there was a christmas pop-up nearby, and your niece practically blew up from excitement, begging you to take her. Rather than going by yourself with her, you decided to drag the one person who'd never say no to you. Despite how much he wanted to.
"Ah, young love." The deep voice laced with christmas spirit cheered, allowing your neice onto his knee. You were focused on entertaining the child with Santa, rather than paying attention to Hajime's glowing face. Neither of you protested the statement, after all, you did seem to fit so well together in this setting with your neice.
Oikawa Tooru
"OH MY GOD!!!" Tooru squealed, presenting his phone like a child. On his screen was an advertisement for the local santa meet-and-greet.
"..You know we're not exactly the target audience for that, right?" You mocked, but to your expectations, he didn't let up.
Waiting in line, Tooru's nephew (the scapegoat/excuse) was busy with his game. It was clear he did NOT want to be here, claiming to be "way too old to do that lame stuff." And honestly, you kind of agreed. But nobody could talk Tooru out of anything, especially an opportunity to get a bunch of holiday photos for his (very succesful) instagram.
Watari Shinji
"Aren't we a bit too old for that?" Shinji chuckled, he didn't seem to be mocking your interest in the Santa meet-and-greet, but he wasn't too keen either. Despite his few objections, he accepted your invite fairly easily.
"I haven't done this since I was little, I'm kind of excited." He consolidated in you as you were approaching the gates to meet the man, the myth, the legend.
"...Why am I kind of nervous." Shinji paused, awkwardly clinging behind you in mild humiliation.
Miya Atsumu
"Have you heard???? THE Santa is coming locally to meet everyone, can we pleaseeeeeee go!!!" The blonde hair (bee) boy begged. You weren't opposed to attending, but his manner of refering to Santa had made you question his beliefs to the point you had to shoot his brother a quick message.
'Osamu. Dude. Did your parents ever tell you the truth about Santa????'
'Yea. Atsumu just refused to believe them.'
'of course.'
To your dismay, your small attempt to explain how Santa wasn't real... went about how you honestly, deep down, expected it to.
"Oh so you're one of THOSE. an unbeliever."
"Non-believer."
Miya Osamu
"Do you think those candy-canes are real?" the grey haired boy whispered into you ear. You couldn't tell if he was joking or not, but the response your expression enlisted immediately answered your questioning.
"I'm joking. Obviously." He clearly was not joking.
"I mean.. there's only one real away to find out."
And that's how you two got banned from all Santa meet-and-greets in the entire city. Biting into a (styrofoam) candy cane.
Ojiro Aran
"Please don't make me go to that, it's clearly for kids." Aran pleaded, his tone exasperated. He's clearly done for the week, likely too much Miya exposure.
"Where's your christmas spirit?!??!?!" You jeered, holding both of his hands in an attempt to convince him. Unfortunately for him, it worked. Your begging (and bribing with a free trip to maccas) convinced him.
He seemed out of place in the crowd gathering, not only because of his tall stature, but also his incognito clothing. He looked like a celebrity hiding with a hoodie, mask and baseball cap. Unfortunately due to a certain teammate, he's become paranoid that any camera in the surrounding area will catch his presence. And show it to the twins. In which he would never live this experience down.
Tendou Satori
"Satori!! Did you hear that there's going to be a Christmas pop-up nearb- why are you dressed like Santa."
He needed the cash. And was bet by Shirabu that he wouldn't actually apply to the job. He won $5.
Ushijima Wakatoshi
"Ushi!! Did you hear that there's going to be a Christmas pop-up nearb- why are you dressed like Santa."
He didn't need the cash, but Tendou needed someone to fill in for him on one of the days. He does not know how he ended up agreeing (he didn't, Tendou hypnotised him into doing it).
Goshiki Tsutomu
Your camera shutter alerted Tsutomu, making him jump in place and scramble for some sort of covering. A blanket, towel, door, anything to hide from the humiliation. But it was too late. You saw. You documented. Now this is going to become apart of his life forever.
"BAHAHAHAA"
"IT'S NOT THAT FUNNY- SHIRABU TOLD ME I HAD TO TO BECOME ACE I SWEAR IT'S A COMMUNITY ENGAGEMENT TYPE THING!!"
Tsutomu screamed while the bell of his hat jingled with every slight movement. He was dressed as an elf. With low quality elf boots and elf ears. And due to his upperclassmen's failures (it was intentional, claiming to be hazing), it was too tight.
He would never live this down. Ever (the photo was printed and hung up in the volleyball club's lockeroom).
Shirabu Kenjiro
"Oh by the way, we're going to a Santa meet-and-greet tomorrow in the morning. I'll pick you up, so be ready by 8:00." The boy calmly stated, not really giving you a choice.
"..Didn't really think that would be your sort of thing. But sure." You replied, cautious of his reasoning. Knowing him, that would be the last place he would be caught dead.
"It's not for me. Well, it is. I tricked Goshiki into dressing up as an elf and I am not missing a MINUTE of it. Oh and I guess Tendou's Santa? I don't really know how I lost that bet but I'm also not that surprised if I'm being honest." Shirabu rambled, some sort of evil humour flooding his presence. He never really talked all that much, unless it was for something like this.
Semi Eita
"Do you want to go meet Santa with me? Shirabu's invited a whole bunch of us to go make fun of Goshiki for getting tricked into working there... And I think Tendou." Semi asked, he was calm - and a bit confused - while inviting you, but you could see the light dusting of pink on his face. He wasn't one to usually ask first, some attempt to keep up his nonchalant act if you had to guess, but this was an exception.
When you got there, you already saw Shirabu on the sidelines with a camera in one hand and popcorn in the other. He looked like he was there for the longrun. Meanwhile, you noticed Tendou's beard falling off and Goshiki's elf costume almost ripping at the seams. It was a mess, and that warranted Semi laughing his ass off as he dragged you to sit next to Shirabu.
Ohira Reon
"Want to go to a Santa pop-up nearby? The tickets are dirt cheap and it could be fun." Reon asked, he often invited you to do all sorts of things, so this wasn't out of the blue. And despite the childish nature of the event, you could never say no to Reon's quaint requests.
What neither of you were expecting was the majority of the Shiratorizawa volleyball team to be attending the event, with a few being staffed there. Reon immediately grabbed your hand and turned around.
"It's not practice. This isn't my problem if coach isn't around."
Aone Takanobu
When you heard that there was a Santa meet-and-great nearby, you weren't entirely surprised to see Aone dressed in the full red and white costume. He was huge, already had white hair, and was very calm and surprisingly good with kids (it's his chill aura).
What you were surprised with was his request for you to come with him. He didn't entirely want to do the job since he found it a little embarrassing, and it meant he would do far more talking than he's ever used to, so you had no protest in dressing as an elf to be by his side the entire time.
Futakuchi Kenji
"No."
"I haven't even asked you anything?"
"I saw the flyer for the Christmas pop-up in your bag. There is no way you're dragging me to that. WAY to many kids. Little pests.."
"You're too cynical sometimes."
"That's called having a personality."
Koganegawa Kanji
"OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD!!! SANTA'S COMING!!" Kogane screamed, running towards you at full speed with a flyer in hand. Despite your evasion attempt, he managed to grab you and throw you slightly in the air (likely due to sheer momentum... he has lanky chicken arms).
