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jealousy headcanons for idia shroud, malleus draconia, and vil schoenheit

or; how the last three overblot boys act when they are jealous

featuring idia shroud, malleus draconia, vil schoenheit, and a gender neutral reader

requested by anonymous

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i d i a s h r o u d

loathe he is to admit to having such a cringe death-flag worthy flaw, even idia can’t deny just how prone to jealousy he gets whenever he catches wind of you getting particularly close to another guy. especially if that guy is more conventionally appealing than he is as idia is, for most of the early stages of your relationship and every so often even as he fully settles into it, perpetually swinging between the two mental extremes of joy (for managing to bag an ssr level partner despite being a shut-in) and paranoia (because you could do so much better and he’s waiting for you to realise that and leave)… which… isn’t really great for his mental health as you can imagine

the amount of shame he has about his jealousy also means that he’s incredibly unlikely to go and talk to you about it unless he’s literally dragged to you kicking and screaming and forced to confess under extreme levels of duress. so a solid ninety nine perfect of the time he will end up spiralling on his own in his room, or to a very sympathetic ortho, while mentally simulating every possible bad ending that could arise from either his jealousy or from you getting too close to whoever he’s jealous of. oh and his spiralling extends well beyond just mentally torturing himself as he starts to try and figure them out and brainstorm ways to try and get you to stop paying so much attention to them. and this includes things along the lines of:

stalking all of their online accounts, as well as any accounts of people they are at all linked to, as a means of creating a more thorough profile on them. and he spends hours at a time obsessively deep diving into them and mapping out their complete digital footprint to such an extent that even the most dedicated of obsessive fans would be stunned… though it came at the cost of absolutely wrecking his already atrocious sleeping schedule, much to his younger brother’s very vocal chagrin

utilising the open access he has to all of the cameras on campus, and the access he grants himself to various cameras all over sage island, to stalk their every movement to get a better feel for their personality and schedule. including all of their interactions with you, which only serves to make him feel even worse about the situation… but still he can’t bring himself to stop

and sending ortho to do recognisance in person to fill in any remaining gaps in idia’s understanding of the other person. also maybe to threaten them into backing off from you in ways that idia simply cannot pull off (he doesn’t exactly have laser cannons at his disposal unless you count ortho’s) unless the other person also happens to be chronically online and, thus, idia has the chance to rip them to shreds with the full strength of his untapped gamer rage in all the ways he’d probably struggle to do in an in-person confrontation unless severely provoked

oh and you can bet every thaumark and sorcent in your account that he spent every moment of his endless stalking and ‘research’ verbally ripping this person to shreds — both to himself and to ortho — for every teeny tiny flaw he could find. and his shit talking can get mean as hell when he’s motivated enough… so… perhaps it’s for the best that the things he said never left his room because sevens know he’d be getting an earful for both the vulgarity and the threats… one of the many perks of being a chronic shut-in

and sevens forbid the other guy has qualities that, to idia, make him objectively more appealing as a love interest — or that are otherwise highly reminiscent of the typical protagonist figures from the media he and his brother grew up on — because that will make his spiral even worse as he becomes almost dead sure that this is his death flag event and you’re sure to pick this new person over him, because who wouldn’t?

all of that being said, though, if you don’t get clued in by ortho or figure it out on your own first, idia will inevitably end up cracking under the pressure and snap at you with some snarky remark that will immediately let you know just how much your interactions with a certain person have been bugging him. and while he will initially panic and backtrack out of a fear of pushing you away or being judged, with enough pushing from you he will relent and say outright what his problem is so you can work to fix it

and then after being reassured of his place in your life and the fact that you’re not going anywhere all of his insecurities and fears become replaced by an intese flare up of his ego. and a lot of bragging about how he’s clearly the better choice and even more shit talking about the other person to just about everyone he can speak openly to in a way that manages to be as endearing as it is obnoxious

… please let him have this. yes it’s a bit cringey but he’s been struggling with his jealousy for so long that all of this bragging is kind of needed for him to get back to normal. he’ll be over himself and back to his usual self soon enough, don’t worry

m a l l e u s d r a c o n i a

dragons, and thus dragon fae like the draconia family, are deeply possessive and territorial by their very nature — the type that stake their claim on objects and places and people and defend that claim with everything they have at their disposal. and in your dear boyfriend malleus that particular trait manifests in a very prominent jealous streak (though if you were to ask lilia about it he’d amusedly claim that malleus’ shows of jealousy are hilariously subtle when compared to his late mother… who was known to regularly call down lightening or sink her claws into whoever she perceived as getting in the way of her courtship with raverne…)

and unfortunately for the general population of wherever malleus happens to be at the time, his jealousy always ends up impacting the local weather — to the point of manifesting severe thunderstorms and resulting in monumental levels of flash flooding if it isn’t caught and addressed quickly enough. of course malleus doesn’t want this to happen, he’s not cruel, but he can’t exactly control his emotions as much as one may expect him to given his very neutral resting expression and, as such, that means he is in no position to stop any oncoming storms on his own. not until his horn his broken and his direct link to the weather is dulled enough for him to not risk bringing forth torrential rain at random, anyway

of course despite the literal environmental consequences of his emotions, malleus will still deny being jealous of anyone if you ask him outright. because he’s the heir to the throne of briar valley, malleus draconia, and thus obviously above such petty emotions like that. and to his credit he does have a pretty decent poker face and excels at acting unaffected to the point where if you didn’t know him as well as you do, and if you couldn’t see the impending storm brewing overhead, you may have actually believed him

but, again, despite his protests and claims of complete ambivalence, there are still plenty of signs there to clue you in as to precisely what your beloved dragon prince is feeling. as long as you know what you’re looking out for, of course

such as his habit of glaring holes into the heads of whoever is ‘stealing’ your attention away from him — though his resting face can come across as intimidating enough on its own so there’s every chance that the person he’s jealous of may not actually realise the source of his ire and just assume that he hates them in particular for some odd fae-specific reason. but if you know him well enough chances are that you — like lilia, who knows that boy better than he knows himself — are able to pick up on the subtle differences in his expression (the shrinking of his irises, the furrow of his brow, the displeased downward tilt of the corner of his mouth, etc.) enough to tell that he’s clearly bothered by something this person is doing and he’s clearly holding himself back from acting on that displeasure

or his — admittedly rather unsettling to those who don’t know him quite so well as you and his family — habit of hovering awkwardly around you whenever someone approaches you to talk and treats you far too casually and lightly for his liking. though this only really occurs when your time with him is interrupted by another person that he happens to be jealous of, and as there are blessedly few people in the world that want to risk invoking malleus’ temper this is a very rare occurance. but that doesn’t make it any less easy to make note of when it happens (for you, anyway)

and then there’s the ways he leverages his heavy reputation and naturally intimidating presence to try and silently ‘encourage’ the person he’s envious of to back off of their own accord. including casual shows of his magical prowess (e.g. casually summoning fire from his fingertips, or a collection of briars if he’s feeling especially threatened), behaviour that intentionally highlights his draconic heritage (e.g. flashing his eyes, sneering in a way that shows off his fangs, flexing his hands so his claws catch on the light, growling even if he feels pushed into a corner at all), and other such terribly childish attempts to get the other party to back away from his mate

and sevens forbid you deny him the pleasure of your attention and affection for too long because then he will start inventing reasons to get you to leave with him instead of staying to entertain the other party. reasons which range from reasonably plausible (e.g. he’s found a new ruin and he simply must show it to you immediately), to the more absurd and unlikely, bordering on desperate and only kept from being as such by his stoic delivery (not that anyone but you, and lilia, would ever dare accuse him of being dishonest, of course)

that’s not even to mention his behaviour towards you the second you finally acquiesce and follow him away from the other person because he just gets so pouty and clingy (and prone to showing off far more than usual, like he’s trying to prove to you why you chose him as a mate) that you’d have to be actively trying to remain ignorant to not notice his jealousy

so… um… yeah. for the sake of the island maybe go and hug your dragon and assure him you prefer him over the other students before he causes a severe flash flooding incident… for the second time this week…

v i l s c h o e n h e i t

now vil is naturally a very confident person — he kind of has to be given the amount of scrutiny he comes under on a regular basis given his popularity and his work — and that of course extends to how he acts within and towards his relationship with you. namely in that he implicitly trusts you enough to know that you won’t step out on your relationship, and he’s assured enough in his place as your boyfriend to know that you won’t be able to replace him easily — he is vil schoenheit, after all… forgive him for letting the fame get to his head, but you get the picture

but despite his base level of confidence and his prominent ego, as well as his own regular insistence to the contrary, vil is not above getting jealous. not even remotely, in fact. not in his professional life (sevens, his envy of neige literally fuelled his overblot!) and certainly not in his private life either. he is, however, very good at hiding it (he wouldn’t have made it this far in his career if he didn’t excel at feigning his emotions, after all) and, equally, very difficult to push to the point of getting properly jealous — have you seen the general population of night raven? frankly he’d applaud you if you somehow managed to find a single person who was able to rival his beauty amongst them…

though, again, emotions aren’t rational and there will be moments where vil’s jealousy gets the better of him. and even if he puts on a show of perfect neutrality and poised politeness in public, he will make sure that you know just how much he dislikes the other person — not to say that he’ll confess his jealousy (sevens know his ego is much to inflated to adjust to such a glaring flaw) but his jealousy will show in his behaviour in ways perhaps he may not realise but that you, as his partner, will be able to pick up on with ease (well, you and rook but that’s pretty much a given with anything that involves vil… so…)

it shows in his face: in the way his eyes grow colder and sharper, in the way his smile falls and his lips draw tight and thin and disapproving, in the way his usual expressive features give way to a carefully constructed mask that looks too neutral to be true, and in the way his brows furrow ever so slightly in the middle in such a way that it’s almost like he dislikes the other person so very much that even a lifetime of acting isn’t enough to help him truly hide it from the world. easily missed or easily excused as something more unassuming if you didn’t know him as well as you do, but a dead giveaway to at least the idea of him not liking whoever he’s looking at once you start to know how to read him properly

it shows in the curt way he speaks to them — in his tone (carefully neutral bordering on critical when he sees something he can get away with ‘correcting’ to their face), in his words (clipped, intentional, spoken with the intent of getting the interaction over with as soon as he possibly can), and in the way he dismisses and greets them (passively, disinterestedly, giving the feeling of disdain despite his carefully apathetic facade in ways that you can easily pick up on if you know the signs)

as well as the disparaging way he speaks about them the second you two are alone, or he’s with rook watching you interact with them while being out of earshot — highly and almost obsessively critical about every single aspect of their person, with lots of very personal and poisonous insults thrown in there as well (much to rook’s very open excitement). like if anyone overheard him they may be convinced that whoever he’s talking about committed some heinous crime from how cruel and disrespectful his spiel gets as opposed to them… just being someone he happens to be jealous of. but vil is very careful about where and when he lets his worse habits show so there’s pretty much zero chance of him getting caught during moments like this, hence how much he’s willing to insult the source of his jealousy directly

it shows in his almost obsessive overcorrection of your appearance the second you separate from them — almost like he’s trying to decontaminate you of the other person’s touch, presence, scent, and influence. of course he’s always been the type to correct your hair and clothes and makeup for you when he has the time, but the lengths he goes to in moments like that, despite his excellent acting out of being the unbothered but attentive boyfriend, more than clues you in as to precisely how bothered he actually is

and it definitely shows in how he seems to somehow find new ways to make himself look even more elegant and beautiful and perfect to the eye as you get closer and interact more with the other person. because vil schoenheit doesn’t beg for scraps or simply ask for your attention, he makes his presence so demanding that you have to pay attention to him… and compliment him, and stop paying attention to that hideous little spudling instead of your beautiful, charming, loving boyfriend. yeah he does well at playing this all off in front of the dorm but to you (and rook, and at this point probably epel too) why he’s going to such extremes on such a regular basis

so… yeah. of course he’s subtle and careful enough about how he acts as to not risk causing any sort of damage to his public image, but to those closest to him it is clear as day that he very much so does not like this particular person, and to you and rook precisely why he does not like them. which is absolutely mortifying for vil to realise as he’d rather not be caught engaging in such undignified behaviour by anyone, let alone his partner

but he supposes he can bare the momentary humiliation if it means getting all of your attention focused on him again and regaining his privilege of being the one you shower in affection and adoration and assurances — all of which you had been so cruelly denying him as of late. yes he knows he’s being dramatic, but he’s a theatre kid at heart and you knew what you were getting into when you agreed to date him so you have no one but yourself to blame for this

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Blooming Tension- Azul Ashengrotto x GN Reader

Word count: 1.4k

Synopsis: You receive an unexpected gift and Azul has a meltdown about it

A/N: sorry i've written for the octatrio way more than anybody else they just take up so much space in my head

Warnings: Implied tweel violence

Your relationship with Azul had never been a very showy one. It’s not like he was distant or unaffectionate, but around anyone but the tweels he was never too physical or flirty, holding your hand at most. He felt anything more would come across as unprofessional and tarnish the reputation he had built. You never minded too much, the attention you got in private with him was more than enough, plus too much PDA at an all boys school would be like asking to be teased. 

So imagine your surprise when out of the blue one day as you’re finishing up classes, you open your locker to find a large bouquet of flowers in your favorite colors. You smiled and breathed in the sweet scent of them. Gifts from Azul weren’t uncommon, he had something for you practically every time you saw him. You were a bit caught off guard that he’d leave them in your locker though, he usually preferred handing what he got to you directly, claiming he liked to watch your reaction. You took the bouquet in your arms and started walking to Octavinelle to thank him.

You arrived fairly quickly and walked through the lounge and straight to his office with familiarity. A few staff members nodded at you as you passed by, used to your routine. You knocked on the office door, waiting for his usual ‘come in’ and entering. When he looked up to see you, he smiled instantly.

“Azul! Thank you so much for the flowers, they’re so pretty!” You beamed at him.

His face slowly fell as he looked down to see the bouquet in your grasp. “I…I’m sorry, flowers?” His brow furrowed as he said.

Your expression turned confused as you tilted the flowers out for him to see better. “Yeah, the flowers that were in my locker. They…aren’t from you?”

“No.” He responded shortly. “No, they’re not. Did you find any kind of note with them?”

You shook your head, “No, it was just the flowers. I’m sorry, I just automatically assumed they were from you.”

“Don’t apologize, you’re not the one who did anything wrong.” He frowned deeply, “Whoever this admirer is clearly is the one who stepped over the line.”

“It’s not that big a deal Azul, I can just throw them out.” “You should, but that doesn’t make it not a big deal. It’s directly disrespecting our relationship, isn’t it? And how did he even get in your locker, or know what flowers to get you?” He clenched his fists at his sides now, and his face was slowly turning a shade of pink. “That’s not something he can just get away with.”

“I really don’t think we need to do anything about it. If I find out who it is, I’ll just reject them.” You shrugged.

He huffed, looking visibly frustrated. “I…if you insist, I’ll let it go. But I won’t tolerate any other moves from this person.”

“I’m sure nothing will come of it, Azul. Don’t let yourself worry too hard about it.” You plopped yourself down on his couch finally. “Come on, tell me how your day was now.”

The two of you moved on in your conversation, discussing school and the Lounge and whatever else came up. By the time you left, you had almost forgotten about the whole incident from earlier. It would become very clear that Azul did not forget, however.

The change was immediate. You found him waiting in the hall of mirrors on your way to school the very next morning.

“I’ve come to escort you,” he smiled at you, “just to make sure you make it to class safely.” He grabbed your hand and wrapped it through his arm, leading you into the main building. If he noticed the way a few students stared at you both, he didn’t seem to care. You however felt yourself getting embarrassed under their gazes.

You stopped at your locker and he glared into it, like the locker itself had given you those flowers. “You’re being ridiculous.” You said as you looked for your history textbook. “There’s no reason to be this jealous.”

“I’m not jealous,” he quickly refuted, “I’m just making sure you aren’t subject to any more harassment.” You rolled your eyes, but did let him finish walking you to class. Even if he had his body pressed into your side the whole way.

For the rest of the day, he stuck to you like glue whenever he had a free moment. He turned up the affection to a degree you had never seen from him. He even tried to initiate a kiss in the literal middle of the hallway, but you immediately shut him down, much to his disappointment. You weren’t trying to upset him but you really didn’t know what to do with his sudden need for PDA.

“We’re just making sure people know.” he claimed, “We don’t want there to be any more confusion.”

To no surprise, nobody approached you or left you any more gifts the entire day. “See?” You said to him, “It was just a one-off thing. He was probably hoping I would go looking for him, and gave up because I didn’t.”

“Maybe, I suppose.” His expression was still dissatisfied, but he didn’t push it any further and you two said your goodbyes until tomorrow.

The next day you fully expected him to meet you before class and repeat the clinginess of the day before. Surprisingly though, he was nowhere to be found. Not in the hall of mirrors, not on your way to homeroom, not anywhere on your usual route. You brushed it off, assuming he had finally been able to move on after yesterday was so uneventful.

Classes went as normal until lunch. You were about to find your friends and sit down when a pleading voice called your name from behind you.

You turned around to find a Pomefiore student hunched over in fear. He looked familiar, you were pretty sure he sat behind you in alchemy but you’d never learned his name. He kept looking left and right, like he was expecting something to jump out at any second.

He was pale in the face as he whispered to you, “I’m sorry, okay? I get it, I shouldn’t have done anything if you already had a boyfriend. I won’t do anything else, okay? Just tell them to back off, please.”

You had to stop for a moment, but it only took a second for it to make sense. “Floyd and Jade, you mean?” you said flatly.

He nodded hurriedly and you sighed. You should have figured. “I’ll take care of it.” You told him, and marched off to find Azul.

You found him alone outside the cafeteria, pacing back and forth like he was waiting for something. When he saw you storming over, he seemed to know he was in trouble. You walked up and folded your arms, “So we’re harassing people back? Even when I said to let it go?”

He looked at you sheepishly, “I told them to refrain from violence, I knew that would upset you.” “I can’t say I believe they listened to that, judging by how scared he looked."

“Well, maybe he deserved it. He wants to steal your affection, how can I take that lightly?”

“I don’t even know his name Azul. He’s just some guy I hardly know, I don't care about him like that. There's nothing he could do to take me from you.”

Those last words seemed like they finally placated him. He nodded, “I believe you. I’m sorry, I wasn’t doubting you. I just…hate the idea of someone else courting you so shamelessly.”

You laughed lightly, “Well, regardless of who wants to ‘court’ me right now, you’re the only one for me.” He blushed a little at that, and reached for your hand. You both stood quietly for a second, just enjoying the moment together.

Loud footsteps approaching suddenly caught your attention.

“Azul, Azul! We got it done, his whole locker is full of them!” Floyd’s voice rang loudly as he bounded towards you. Jade trailed behind him with a mischievous look on his face.

You glared at Azul, “Full of what? What did you have them do?”

“I left that up to their discretion.” He shrugged.

“Azul!”

“I’ll make them stop after this. He deserves one more punishment.”

[moondim]

We Do Have Reputations

Request by @jakiicomics: Hiya can I ask for a request can you do like the other overblot boys and that the scenario is that they were making out with there s/o and things were getting heated with the smooches 💋 until like BAM 💥 someone interrupted them and like what would there reactions be plus would they still continue even after hehe 😜 P.s I hope you accept lots of love 💖💖💖💖💖

Warnings: Kind of suggestive; not explicit, just a lotta kissing and intimacy. Also Rook is outright stalking you both in Vil's.

(GN!reader)

RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS

• Riddle is actually a pretty romantic guy in private.

• Of course, in public, he has both his image and the rules to uphold. I'm not sure if the Queen of Hearts' rules have any restrictions on PDA, but even if they don't; the school rules almost certainly do. He'll still touch you, it's just kept very proper.

• I don't think he's quite as uptight in private as I may have been tempted to originally think. I still think he's clueless, but he's not a brick wall, either.

• So, yes, inexperienced kisser for obvious reasons. You'd probably have to take the lead, which he'll let you do, because he just isn't sure what is and isn't acceptable. He'll mirror your actions - if you hold him, he'll hold you back - and before you know it, he's actually learning.

• He was just about getting the hang of it when you two were interrupted by-- "Whoa."

• Riddle's eyes snapped open in an instant, meeting Ace's wide-eyed, jaw-dropped expression. He takes a second too long to actually push you off of him, his face burning as the first year continues to just stand there in shock.

• "Get OUT!" Riddle shrieked, and that seemed to snap Ace out of whatever daze he was in, because he raised his hands in surrender and slowly backed out of the room like he was trying to escape a wild animal.

• "Don't EVER come into my room uninvited! Have you any clue how rude that is?!" - "Dude, I'm sorry!" - "A-and the audacity to just stand there and gawk-- if you tell anyone, Trappola, by the Seven, I won't just be using my Signature Spell to remove the head from your shoulders!"

• Just when you think Ace is finally leaving and Riddle is going to close the door again, the boy just had to get one final quip in. "Didn't know you had it in you."

• Riddle turns impossibly redder at that and marches right back out the door to chase Ace down, and you sit with your head in your hands, knowing you'll have to continue where you left off some other day.

LEONA KINGSCHOLAR

• Leona, despite spending most of his days lounging around, is near constantly stressed out and exhausted. Of course, he's got his Dorm to fret over, as well as the Spelldrive team, but most of it comes from being way too in his head and having no-one around to take him out of it.

• This changes in a relationship, and I have no idea what the popular consensus is on Leona as a boyfriend; but I see him as surprisingly clingy.

• Not in public, but I mean that whenever you're around him, he'll pull whatever tricks he has to in order to make you stay. He's a terrible influence on this front because he will encourage you to skip classes and any other responsibilities too.

• Leona is honestly kind of manipulative lmao. If you two are cuddling and you need to leave, his strategies for making you stay vary. Sometimes he'll try to act "cute". I mean talking very softly in your ear, suddenly deciding he wants to lay his head on your chest or in the crook of your neck (and he's just sooo comfortable now, please don't disturb him), big cat-like stretching, intentionally swishing his tail a bit, overall playing it up in the hopes of tempting you into staying for longer. And no, he does not feel any shame about this.

• Other times, he takes a more direct approach. Why would you ever choose to go to your boring-ass classes over making out with your very attractive boyfriend? Do you like history more than having his tongue in your mouth? I didn't think so.

• The problem with doing this in the botanical garden is that it is a very public and easily accessible area. And there are certain people who know they can find Leona there.

• "Leonaaa! C'mon, time to get up, you've got-- Oh."

• Leona turns his head, keeping his arms around your hips, not bothering to move you off of him. He sighed, exasperated. "Leave, Ruggie."

• "Shishishi, no need to get all aggro on me! I'm only here 'cause you're gonna miss another Alchemy class - not like I could've known you were getting busy in here."

• Leona scowled, and to your surprise and slight mortification, he grabbed your face and went right back to kissing you as if there wasn't a live audience stood right there. Thankfully, this seemed to have the desired effect, because the next thing you heard from Ruggie was a loud "ew, man! Fine! No skin off my back!" Followed by him quickly scampering away.

AZUL ASHENGROTTO

• Azul is a lot of fun to distract.

• He doesn't mind having you in the same room as him as he goes through the Mostro Lounge's necessary paperwork for the day, he's good enough at multitasking that he can usually hold a conversation with you while he works. But when it's been a while since he's last looked up at you, maybe you start to feel a little neglected.

• You move your chair closer to his and he goes stiff for a brief second when you rest your head on his shoulder, but relaxes soon after. Just as he starts to write again, you snake your arms around his waist, lips pressing against his neck.

• He goes still again, face burning up as he tries to look like he's casually re-adjusting his glasses. "What are you up to?" You don't miss the way his voice wavers, and he finally meets your eyes, blushing more at the realisation that you've been staring at his face.

• "You're not paying attention to me." Azul gives a shy little laugh at that, turning around in his chair to face you. "Well, I am now."

• You kiss him, and he kisses back, either pulling you closer to hold in his lap or, if you're taller than him, being the one held in yours. Things were just barely getting started when you hear the door creak open and he shoves you away in record time.

• "Oh my," Clearly his save didn't do much though, because Jade can still see the two of you standing there red-faced and dishevelled, and puts the pieces together on his own. "I'm sorry, am I interrupting something?"

• "No," Azul claims, fixing his glasses that were hanging lopsided on his face. "What do you want?"

• "Oh no, I'm sure it can wait until you two are done here. Clearly this is more important than customer feedback." - "Jade, just tell me what it is." - "It is not as if Floyd and I were working ourselves to the bone running the Lounge in your absence while you were busy entertaining yourselves in here." - "Jade."

• By the way, yes Jade will tell Floyd about this, and no you both will never escape the teasing.

JAMIL VIPER

• Jamil is often too busy to have as much alone time with you as he would like, and given a lot of his job is dedicated to making sure Kalim doesn't die, he can't really afford any distractions. Though he has absolutely considered leaving the Housewarden to his own devices for a while so that he can sneak off to be with you, the fault would be entirely on him if anything did go wrong, so alas.

• Still, there are moments where he can have his guard down. As long as there's no threat of any potential danger, and his work then more-so becomes making sure the dormitories are clean. He really would much rather be spending his time with you on the occasions you visit the Scarabia dorm though, which is why he doesn't complain when you shove him into a nearby broom closet, close the door behind both of you and start kissing him.

• He knows he can't remain in here with you for long, so he's making the most of the time he does have. Jamil likes to be the one taking the lead, so that's exactly what he does, and no words are exchanged as he passionately steals kiss after kiss from you, with a kind of hunger you've seen on him plenty.

• The problem with getting too lost in the moment, is that neither of you notice the footsteps approaching the broom closet until it's too late and the door opens, revealing none other than Kalim.

• Jamil detaches himself from you, practically hugging the wall behind him to put as much distance between the two of you as possible, as Kalim's expression morphs quickly into one of pure shock-horror.

• "SORRY!" He yells, far too loudly, and Jamil winces at the thought he may have alerted some of the other students. Kalim slams the door again, though you can still hear him behind it. "Sorry! I'm so so sorry!"

• Silence falls then. Jamil sighs, running a hand down his face. Thinking you were alone now, you whisper, "So... You wanna keep going?"

• Before Jamil can answer, there's a knock on the door of the broom closet. "Jamil, can you give me the brush and shovel from in there? You can just slide it under the door if-"

• "Kalim! Go away!"

VIL SCHOENHEIT

• This actually happens quite frequently to the point you don't even question it anymore.

• It doesn't matter how private you two think you're keeping it. You could be in his room, knowing for certain that there's no urgent business or anything that can interrupt you, and you could even be absolutely sure that nobody saw you entering the Pomefiore dormitory and making your way to Vil's quarters.

• Because as you're on his bed, back against the headboard as he straddles you, you have full view of his bedroom window behind him. Usually, you wouldn't be looking anywhere but his gorgeous face; but you can't help it when you notice what look like a pair of eyes standing out amidst the trees and the dark of night.

• Your stomach drops and he seems to notice your gaze has drifted elsewhere. He turns around himself to see it. "What?- Oh, for the love of..." Vil groans, moving off of you and walking over to the window, rapping his knuckles angrily on the glass. The eyes retreat, shooed away like a startled bird, and he pulls the curtains closed, lips still pressed into a thin line when he turns back to see you.

• "Was it Rook again?" You ask, and he sighs deeply, returning to his bed.

• "Of course it was. Who else?"

• "You should really talk to him about doing that." You say, and he kisses you again, effectively silencing you.

• "No more talk of Rook, dear," he murmurs. "I'd much rather focus on you tonight."

IDIA SHROUD

• Idia is not a romantic. He frequently refers to you as "bro," "dude," has called you "oomf" over messages before and one time even called you "chat". Like a streamer. He's definitely the kind of guy to make fun of couples who do overtly romantic things, like pet names or holding hands, and I also have my own thoughts on his sexuality that I'm not gonna fully get into here.

• Basically, I don't think he's a very romantic or touchy person, and he won't be the one to initiate anything with you. He's more reliant on emotional connection rather than physical (and is quite needy on that front).

• That's not to say he's against it if you are the type to initiate make-out sessions with him. Just be aware that he is embarrassingly inexperienced, and nowhere near as adept at just picking it up as you go along as Riddle is.

• The ends of his blue hair flare pink as you kiss him again and again, not minding in the slightest the sloppy way in which he tries to return them. Eventually, Idia will ease into letting you do all the work, figuring that he's better this way, too.

• When he gains the courage to open his eyes, he tries not to snicker at how silly you look with your eyes closed and your face so close to his, and just as he's comparing it to those 0.5x zoom pictures of cats in his head, the door to his room opens and in comes Ortho.

• "Big brother?"

• "MMMH!" Idia shrieks against your lips, scrambling away from you, pulling his bed sheets up to his face as if to shield him. Still, Ortho doesn't appear to react to what he just saw, continuing as normal.

• "Can I go to an arcade with Deuce, Jack and Epel? It's off-campus, but nearby!"

• "Y-y-yeah, yeah, go... ahead..." Idia nodded, wide-eyed, the pink burning at the ends of his hair slowly spreading upwards. Ortho beamed.

• "Thank you!" And with that, he left. To be honest, you thought this went over remarkably well, until you heard a loud squeak come from Idia.

• "Oh nooo..." He whines, flopping down on his back with his hands covering his face. "He s-saw everything! And he's just gonna try to ignore it! Ouuuuh, t-this is gonna be so awkwaaard...! H-he's too young to have been exposed to something like that... I can never face him again...!"

MALLEUS DRACONIA

• Malleus' affection is almost annoyingly proper.

• He does like to touch you, but it often feels more like you're being pet, if that makes sense. He never really initiates anything more intimate on his own, though you've discovered that he likes hugs.

• So, one day you snap and the next time he tries to (almost condescendingly) pat your head, you grab him and pull him in for a kiss. He makes an adorably startled noise, but then you can feel him chuckling a bit as he wraps his arms around you, kissing you back.

• You pull back and he smiles at you, tilting his head. "You're bold," he purred. "For a human to yank me around like that..."

• "Shut up," you mutter, meeting his lips with your own again. He hums, and the moment is blissful, but it doesn't last.

• "Lord Malleus! Ah, there you are! Lilia has been looking for--" Malleus turns his head, and you look over his shoulder at the disturbance. "E-EH?!"

• "...Sebek," Malleus didn't let go of you as he spoke. "Could you leave us? Let Lilia know I'm... occupied."

• "Y-yes... o-of course," Sebek nodded his head, bewildered and red-faced as he glanced between you and his Lord, still in each other's arms. "I-I'll do that right away!"

• And then he runs off, stumbling a bit on his way. Malleus watches him leave for a moment, then lets out a single soft, amused laugh. "My, he seemed startled. I wonder why. Is it really so shocking to see me with you?"

• "...I think he just wasn't expecting to interrupt us. He's probably mortified."

• "Well, I just hope he gets himself together in time before talking to Lilia. I suspect he may accidentally give away what he saw..."

[k-quo]

In honor of Vil getting his club card, could you make something with him?? Maybe he's filming us in the act or maybe he's just gotten back from a long, stressful day and needs to take it out on the reader??? I dunno, I just need Vil carnally

★Camera Ready★

Synopsis: It's been so long since Vil has left to film his movie. Ugh, just how will you cope without him?!

Warnings! Porn no plot, slight cunnilingus, exhibitionism(?), being filmed, jackhammer, cervix kissing, edging, condescending praise if you squint

It has been weeks since you have last seen your boyfriend. Vil was so busy with filming his new movie that he was barely home anymore. It's not easy being far away from him, and so, to combat this loneliness, you have begun taking videos of your routines. Making breakfast, doing your makeup, cleaning your home, and honestly just anything to keep yourself occupied.

Tonight was the same—a phone perched in front of you as you began to do your nightly routine. You made sure to not neglect the routine Vil has carefully put together for you even when he's not around.

You weren't particularly paying attention to your surroundings as you applied another thin layer of cream. It didn't even occur to you that a pair of hands has settled on your shoulders. “Good evening.” His silky voice startled you, turning your body to face him. Without thinking, your arms immediately reached for him, wrapping it around his neck as you pulled yourself up.

“You're back! Oh, I miss you so so much.” Your arms tightened around him, inhaling that softly sweet smell on his clothes. His arms circled around your waist, bringing you closer to him.

Words couldn't begin to describe how he has missed you as well. How he longed to have you in his arms again. It sounded dramatic—he was gone for a little over two months, and he felt restless during it. “I have missed you as well, darling. I apologize for taking my time to return.”

Your body moved to put some distance between the two of you before cupping his face and bringing it closer to yours. His lips touched yours, and all the loneliness you have felt melted away instantly. You should've been used to it. Vil had been gone for far longer before, and yet, something felt different during those two months. Having his warmth against you felt foreign now; however, it didn't stop you from kissing him deeper.

He was just as eager as you—his arms tightening around your waist to carry you and bring you to your shared bed. His lips never once left yours, not when he was pushing the pillows off the bed, not when he was hastily removing your pajamas. Vil has waited for far too long to even think of breaking away from your lips.

You were the same, one hand hurrying to unbutton his shirt while the other was busy removing the belt of his pants. The sweet moment of your reunion now turned into something more passionate and needy.

“Still stunning …” He whispered, fingers gliding down your bare stomach. Vil didn't even need to look to know how beautiful you were—touch alone was enough. His kisses now are scattered across your neck down to your hips before stopping on your thighs. He leaned back, spreading your legs open to take in the view. “You must've been so lonely."

If you weren't so dazed, you would've caught the mocking tone of his words. Of course you were lonely; it wasn't the same when he was doing everything for you. You reached for his hand, guiding it to your core to silently plead for what you want. A low, amused chuckle escaped his lips as he lowered himself to your dripping cunt, blowing on it to tease you.

“I don't like that. Use your words.”

He gave your thigh a light smack, reminding you of the things he wanted from you during sex. A loud exhale left your chest, hands gripping the sheets in anticipation. “I need you, Vil… Touch me—hands, tongue, fuck, even your cock!”

“Such a filthy mouth for a beautiful woman.” Despite it, he happily let his tongue drag along your wet folds, savoring your taste on his lips. Vil immediately hooked his hands under your thighs, hooking them over his shoulders and pressing himself closer to your pussy.

Your head threw back into the pillow, nails digging into the sheets as Vil devoured you. It has been so long since you last felt his tongue on you that you have forgotten how good he was. The loud wet sounds only fueled the burning desire inside you, thighs clamping tightly around his head to keep him there.

It wasn't a surprise that your release was approaching quickly—body arching off the bed as you whined and begged for him to bring you over the edge. However, that wasn't his goal for tonight. His hand landed another smack on your thigh, instantly making you release him. “Hn.. why? Come on, I was so close…” Your protests fell on deaf ears when Vil dragged you down and aligned himself to your entrance.

“I can do that again for you…”

Were his last words before slamming his hips against yours, driving his cock deep inside you. All the air in your lungs got knocked out, your hands immediately flying to grip the sheets to the point you might rip them. One hand wanted to reach for him—wanting to drag your sharp nails along his perfect back, but that wouldn't be good. Now wasn't the time to leave marks on his body.

His thrusts were brutal, pulling out completely before shoving his cock deeper until he was sure he was hitting your cervix. Fuck, he filled you so good and maybe even more than that. Sometimes you wonder how you can take something so big inside you. Weirdly enough, it's like he perfectly fits.

“Fu—! Slow do-down, pleas..!”

“You wanted to come, right, darling? I—mmph! I'm giving you what you w-wanted.”

After two months of not seeing each other, you forgot that Vil enjoyed teasing you, pushing you until you break. Fuck, you forgot how much you loved it.

Your hand reached to grip his wrist, trying to warn him about your impending climax. You couldn't trust yourself to speak anymore, whines and moans of his name being the only thing your mouth could produce.

Vil was quick to catch on and completely pull out, gaining him a small whine of protest from you. But before you could complain, he pulled you up and positioned you to face the vanity with your stomach lying down. Confusion hit you as you tried to make sense of what was happening.

He held you down as he got closer to your ear, giving it a soft kiss before whispering, “I'll be sure to thoroughly enjoy you…” His hands traced along your back before stopping on your ass, spreading it to give himself a view of your sopping cunt.

His eyes moved from your pussy back to your vanity, a small smile forming on his lips as he watched your expressions from your phone.

“After all, this is a memory we could always look back on.”

[heartsiebyul]

あ ─── ❝ Twisted Wonderland x reader!

I believe I shall never truly be alone

featuring — 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐔𝐒 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐀

You were getting ready for bed when you noticed a flicker of green specks outside your window. You already knew who it was. Grabbing your jacket, you quickly headed outside

As you got closer, you saw the familiar tall silhouette "Tsunotarou! Good evening! How are you?" you greeted with a bright smile as you approached

Yes, the one who always visited Ramshackle during the night. The one and only Malleus Draconia, the future king of Briar Valley.

He turned to you and gave a small smile "Good evening to you as well, Prefect I'm doing well. How about you?"

"I'm good! You're out for another stroll? Did you make sure to tell Sebek and Silver-senpai?" you asked, a small sweat drop appearing as you recalled a certain incident involving the prince and his bodyguards.

"Yes, I informed them. I simply wished to take a stroll" he replied, turning his gaze away for a moment.

You paused and observed him carefully. Then you blinked.

To you, Malleus was surprisingly easy to read almost like an open book, unlike how everyone else perceived him.

The fearsome prince's lips had thinned into a slight frown or rather... he was pouting.

It was such a rare sight that it caught you off guard "Is something wrong, Mal?"

Malleus looked back at you and something in his eyes softened.

He let out a quiet sigh "I was excluded from another Housewarden meeting. Though, admittedly it was my own fault I wasn't informed of the time or the location and now my absence has become an issue. But, in all honesty... I truly wish to take part in those gatherings."

"I've tried thinking of solutions, but none of them seem to work."

You already knew about it. Whenever an important gathering took place, Malleus somehow always ended up being left out. Even during the orientation ceremony, he had been nowhere to be seen.

Still...you never imagined it affected the prince this deeply. Poor guy. He just wanted to be included

"How about messages? I'm sure the others could contact you that way" you suggested

"Those smartphones are incredibly delicate. How can humans value such fragile objects? It's beyond hopeless, It's actually starting to irk me."

A sweat drop formed on your forehead "...Fair point"

"I'm sorry, Prefect. I'm sure I've disturbed your night"

"Not at all. You know... it's actually kind of refreshing to see you like this"

He looked at you with visible confusion "Refreshing?"

"Yep" You let out a small snicker "Malleus Draconia, the strongest mage, the future king of Briar Valley, is standing here at Ramshackle ranting about missing Housewarden meetings"

You laughed softly "But don't take offense to that Mal. I'm just... glad you can tell me these things. It's not wrong to complain every now and then, you know. And you can always come to me whether you want to rant, complain or just talk"

He stared at you for a moment before a smile appeared on his face "Thank you, Prefect. I'm grateful to have a friend like you... and that alone is enough for me"

You smiled back. That was right. Malleus simply wanted friends.

But because of his position, he had never truly been able to have them. People feared him. They avoided him.

That couldn't really be helped.

You still remembered the day Lilia thanked you for becoming Malleus's friend and not once had you regretted it.

"Then... if you're free sometime, can I come to Diasomnia and just hang out?"

Malleus blinked before smiling "I would love to spend time with you. You're welcome to visit anytime"

Your face lit up "Then it's a promise!"

"Yes... it's a promise"

Malleus lingered for a moment, his gaze never leaving you. Then, with a gentle voice, he said "It is rather late. You should head back inside and get some rest. I would not wish for you to tire yourself because of me."

You smiled at his quiet concern "I will. Good night, tsunotarou" With a small wave, you headed back inside. "Good night, my friend. May your dreams be peaceful" he replied. As you glanced back one last time, Malleus remained beneath the moonlight before vanishing into a flurry of green specks.

── Ი𐑼

The next day, only one sentence kept repeating itself in your mind.

"I truly wish to take part in those gatherings."

The disappointment in his voice echoed over and over again. You couldn't help but feel sad.

"(name)?"

Someone shook your shoulder, making you flinch. You turned around.

"You've been staring at your food for the past ten minutes. Are you okay?" Deuce asked, concern evident in his eyes.

"Let me guess, you flunked the quiz today, didn't ya?" Ace teased with a smirk while Grim was busy gobbling up his own food.

You rolled your eyes at him.

"Ace!" Deuce hissed "Just kidding." Ace shrugged before taking another bite of his food. "But seriously, what's up with you?"

"Nothing... just thinking" As you answered, your eyes wandered around the cafeteria before stopping on someone who was already leaving

Riddle Rosehearts

The Housewarden of Heartslabyul.

You blinked before a small smile appeared on your face

Standing up, you completely ignored Grim's confused noises and the Adeuce duo calling after you

You hurried after the red-haired housewarden. "Riddle-senpai!"

Riddle turned around and offered you a polite smile. "Hello, (name)" He stopped walking, waiting for you to catch up "What's the matter?"

"U-Um... I just wanted to ask..." You hesitated for a moment "When will your next Housewarden meeting be... and where?"

Riddle raised an eyebrow "What for?"

"It's a secret! But trust me, I don't mean any trouble. Please, Senpai!" You looked at him with pleading eyes.

Riddle studied your expression for a few seconds before letting out a quiet sigh "This Friday, at 10:30 a.m..in the Mirror Chamber"

"Oh? We don't have classes this Friday"

"Correct. That's precisely why we chose that day"

"So... just to confirm, there won't be any changes, right?"

"Yes. The schedule is final, (name)"

Your face immediately brightened. "Thank you so much, Senpai!" You bowed deeply

"You're welcome. Now, finish your lunch and remember Rule 271, one must leave the table within fifteen minutes of finishing their meal”

"Yes, sir.”

── Ი𐑼

Friday — 9:00 A.M

You woke up early and quietly got ready for the day. Grim was still fast asleep, curled up on his bed and snoring without a care in the world

Smiling to yourself, you decided to let him sleep and slipped out of Ramshackle alone

After finally arriving at the school, you immediately made your way to the Hall of Mirrors, which housed seven magical entryways before making your way toward Diasomnia.

As soon as you stepped through the entrance, a breeze greeted you and as you looked ahead, the towering black castle stood proudly before you, its gothic architecture as imposing as ever. It sent a shiver down your spine, not out of fear but admiration. Diasomnia always looked like something out of a fairy tale.

You entered the dorm, your footsteps echoing softly through the quiet halls.

Almost immediately, you were greeted by Silver.

The silver-haired knight looked slightly surprised to see you. Oddly enough, for the first time since you met him, he seemed completely awake "Oh, (name) It's nice to see you here" He smiled gently "I presume you're here to see Malleus-sama?"

"Yep, Silver-senpai!" you answered cheerfully. "I wanted to ask where he is."

"I can call for him if you like"

Silver was about to turn around when you quickly stopped him "Oh, no, it's alright senpai! Aren't you busy?"

Your gaze fell to the sword in his hand and the light sheen of sweat on his forehead, making it clear he had been training

"Are you sure?" Silver asked. "I don't mind postponing my training"

You shook your head. "It's okay, Silver-senpai. Don't worry about me."

He studied your face for a moment before giving a small nod. "If that's the case... Malleus-sama should be relaxing in the lounge"

"Thank you, Senpai!"

"You're welcome."

After exchanging goodbyes, you headed deeper into Diasomnia.

Their dorm was quiet today and as you entered the lounge...

The very first person you saw made you audibly sigh "...Sebek"

The green-haired guard, who is a Malleus fanatic, immediately noticed your presence

His eyes widened.

Without hesitation, you covered both of your ears. "HUMAN (NAME)! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!"

His voice boomed throughout the room.

A clap of thunder echoed outside almost perfectly in sync with his shouting.

You waited until he finished before uncovering your ears. "Calm down, Sebek. I just need to tell tsu—I mean Mal something"

"THAT IS 'MALLEUS-SAMA' TO YOU!"

"yes, yes" You waved your hand dismissively. "I need to tell Malleus-sama something"

"UNFORTUNATELY, WAKA-SAMA IS CURRENTLY UNAVAILABLE!"

You narrowed your eyes "...You don't actually know where he is, do you?"

Sebek immediately stiffened. "I-I DO KNOW WHERE HE IS!"

"Oh really?" You folded your arms "Then tell me"

"L-LIKE I SAID, WAKA—"

Before Sebek could finish,

"Sebek"

A calm voice interrupted him.

"Why are you shouting so early in the morning?"

Sebek instantly straightened his posture and turned to face his Waka-sama, inadvertently shielding you from Malleus' view.

"WAKA-SAMA! GOOD MORNING! WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO PREPARE YOUR BREAKFAST?"

"I'm quite alright" Malleus replied as he stepped closer to Sebek before coming to a halt "...But..."

Tilting his head slightly, he peeked around Sebek's shoulder

At the same time, you leaned to the side and gave him a small wave

"Good morning!"

His eyes widened ever so slightly. "(name)?"

"What are you doing here?"

"I came to hang out with you, remember?"

Sebek practically choked. "...Hang out?"

Before he could begin another lecture, Malleus spoke. "Ah... that's right"

A gentle smile appeared on his face. "Come this way, Prefect"

"Let us enjoy this... 'hangout' as you humans call it" He gestured for you to follow.

You grinned triumphantly before looking back at Sebek.

You couldn't resist giving him a teasing smile.

Judging from the twitch on his forehead...It worked.

Just as Sebek opened his mouth,

"Sebek"

"Please prepare some tea and snacks for the Prefect"

Sebek froze. "...Y-Yes... Waka-sama"

Although his glare practically burned holes into your back, he reluctantly obeyed.

As you went beside Malleus, you smiled warmly "Good morning, Mal."

"Good morning to you as well (name)"

You had every intention of telling him about today's meeting right away... but before you could say a word,

"Would you like to see some of the gargoyles here in Diasomnia?" Malleus asked. He looked... happy

You glanced down at your watch. 9:25 A.M. There was still time. Plenty of it.

Quietly, you set an alarm for 10:15 A.M.

Then you smiled. "Lead the way"

Malleus seemed genuinely pleased by your answer.

As the two of you wandered through Diasomnia together, he enthusiastically pointed out the various gargoyles scattered throughout the dorm

Each one had its own history. Its own craftsmanship. Its own unique charm.

You found yourself smiling more than once, not because of the gargoyles...

But because of how animated Malleus became whenever he spoke about them.

His eyes lit up. His voice carried excitement. It was refreshing to see this side of him.

"Oh, by the way..." you asked "Where's Lilia-senpai?"

"Oh." Malleus answered casually. "He secluded himself earlier. He said he needed to 'grind.'"

"..."

You blinked. He completely forgot about the meeting...

Eventually, the two of you ended up inside Malleus's room.

Tea had already been prepared. Along with a variety of snacks.

Sebek, despite his obvious reluctance, had arranged everything perfectly before silently taking his place outside the room.

The peaceful atmosphere was almost surreal.

You both talked about gargoyles... Books... Magic... The people at school... Your world... Even the strange habits of crows, though it didn't take long for the conversation to drift toward Crowley

Time slipped away far more quickly than either of you realized.

Beep. Beep.

The sound of your alarm broke the peaceful atmosphere.

You pulled out your phone and checked the screen. 10:15 A.M

Malleus glanced at you "...Is it already time for you to leave?" There was a faint trace of disappointment in his voice

You smiled. "Actually...

We need to go, Mal."

"...Me?" He looked genuinely confused

You stood up and brushed the dust from your clothes.

"A Housewarden can't be late to their Housewarden meeting, right?"

Malleus blinked. Once. Twice.

It was obvious he hadn't quite processed your words.

"There's a Housewarden meeting today, 10:30, In the Mirror Chamber"

You stepped closer until you were standing in front of him "So let's go"

"So you won't be late"

Silence settled between the two of you.

"...You..." His voice was unusually quiet

"...You came all the way here...

...just to remind me?"

You nodded without hesitation "Yep"

His brows furrowed slightly "...Why?"

You smiled, your expression as warm as ever "Well..."

"You've helped me countless times...

So I wanted to help you, too

You told me before that you couldn't think of a solution... so..."

A grin spread across your face.

"Then let me be your solution,

I'll remind you of everything,

if no one tells you about the Housewarden meetings or important events...

I'll always be there to tell you.."

Malleus simply stared at you.

Not a single word left his lips.

His eyes quietly searched your face, as though he were trying to memorize every expression you made

Then...

A smile slowly formed on his lips. It was carrying a tenderness that caught you off guard far more than his usual smile ever could

"...(name), thank you"

You rubbed the back of your neck with an embarrassed laugh. "It wasn't a big deal"

"It is to me" he replied without a moment's hesitation.

"You have given me something no one else ever has

I do not believe I shall ever forget that"

Your heart skipped a beat

"N-Now's not really the time to get sentimental"

You let out an awkward laugh and pointed toward the exit.

"We're going to be late"

You reached out, intending to grab his hand and pull him toward the door

Instead, Malleus rose to his feet first

Before you could react, he gently took your hand and his other hand soon came to rest carefully against your waist.

"...Eh? Malleus? Aren't we supposed to be going?"

A quiet chuckle escaped him.

"Prefect,

Sometimes you forget..."

"I am a fae"

"Huh?"

"Hold on tightly"

Before you could ask another question,

The world flipped upside down...

A swirl of light enveloped your vision as the scenery around you dissolved into countless green specks.

The air rushed past in an instant.

Then everything became still

When your eyes finally adjusted...

You were already standing directly in front of the Mirror Chamber.

Your knees gave out from the sudden teleportation

"W-Whoa..." You stumbled forward

Before you could lose your balance, Malleus was already there, a steady hand gently supporting your arm

"That...that was terrifying..." you groaned

A quiet laugh escaped him "My apologies Prefect"

"You don't sound sorry at all..."

"I cannot deny that"

You let out a defeated sigh before giving his shoulder a light shove "...Fine"

"It was faster, I'll give you that"

You nodded toward the entrance to the Mirror Chamber

"Now go. Everyone's probably waiting"

But... he didn't move

Instead... he simply looked at you, just like he did earlier, making you flustered

There was something different in his gaze

"...Mal?"

You tilted your head, looking at him with a shy, puzzled expression

Without saying a word, he slowly reached for your hand

His touch was careful, almost hesitant as though asking for permission despite already holding it

Then with all the grace befitting the future king of Briar Valley, he lifted your hand and pressed a featherlight kiss to the back of it

Your breath caught, your face instantly flushed bright red,

"M-Malleus...?"

He lowered your hand only slightly, his fingers still loosely wrapped around yours

"(name)... my Prefect,

I once believed that loneliness was simply something I was destined to endure,

But because of you...

I find myself looking forward to tomorrow"

His thumb absentmindedly brushed across the back of your hand before he finally let go.

"You remember me

You seek me out

You make certain I am never left behind"

A small smile curved across his lips

"It is a kindness I shall always treasure"

Your heart wouldn't stop racing and you could feel the heat spreading across your face. All you could do was pray you didn't look like a tomato in front of him.

Unable to meet his eyes any longer, you awkwardly scratched your cheek.

"You're making it sound way more dramatic than it is. I was just reminding a friend"

Malleus only chuckled. "Even so..

So long as you continue to remember me...

...I believe I shall never truly be alone"

You opened your mouth to respond, but the words refused to come

Malleus seemed to notice. His smile continued to grow before he finally took a small step back

"I shall return once the meeting has concluded"

He offered you another warm smile

"If you would permit it...

I would like to walk you back to Ramshackle"

You smiled despite the warmth spreading across your face.

"I would like that"

The answer seemed to brighten his expression even more.

For a brief moment, neither of you moved. The quiet between you felt comfortable as though neither of you wished to be the first to end the conversation

At last, Malleus gave a small nod

"Then I shall not keep you waiting"

With one last lingering glance, Malleus turned gracefully and entered the Mirror Chamber

You remained where you were for a few seconds, watching the doors close behind him before finally letting out the breath you hadn't realized you were holding. A small smile lingered on your lips as you turned to wait for his return.

── Ი𐑼

This draft has been sitting in my notes for about a month now, it all started when I groovified Malleus's dorm uniform card. The idea suddenly came to me so I decided to write it. I recently found the draft again and thought it would be fun to rewrite and polish it 😭

I hope you enjoy this one-shot! Some of the requests are also being worked on right now, so I'll be posting them sooner or later. Thank you so much !!

[nekonaps0]

Where do babies come from? Pt2

✦part1

✦fem!reader

✦characters: Trey, Ruggie, Jade, Kalim, Rook, Lilia

✦“Then where do babies come from?”

Trey Clover

The kitchen smelled like vanilla, warm butter, and fresh strawberries, the usual peaceful Saturday afternoon baking session. Trey had his sleeves rolled up, apron dusted with flour. His son sat on a tall stool nearby, little legs swinging back and forth as he watched his father work. But the boy’s mind was clearly elsewhere. He kept glancing toward the doorway that led to the living room, where you were currently resting on the couch with a pillow behind your back.

Trey noticed the distraction and smiled softly, wiping his hands in a towel. “What’s on your mind, buddy? You’ve been quiet today.”

The little boy looked up at him with serious eyes. “Daddy, you have to stop feeding Mommy so many sweets.”

Trey raised an eyebrow, amused. “Oh? And why’s that?”

“Because her belly is getting really huge!” the boy said matter of factly. “and she keeps saying her back hurts. If you keep giving her cake and tarts, she’s gonna get even bigger!”

Trey let out a warm, fond laugh that filled the kitchen. He set the bowl down and crouched slightly so he was closer to his son eye level. “That’s not because of the sweets, kiddo. Mommy’s belly is big because your little sister is growing in there.”

The boy’s eyes widened in pure horror. “Mommy ate my future sister?!”

Trey had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing too hard. He reached out and gently ruffled his son’s hair. “No, no. She didn’t eat her. That’s not how it works.”

The boy tilted his head, clearly confused but now intensely curious. “Then… how did the baby get in there?”

Trey froze for a second.

Ah. The Question.

He had known this day would come eventually. He thought for a long moment, trying to find an explanation that was gentle enough for a child, and wouldn’t get him in trouble with you later for oversharing. Finally, he smiled that calm, reliable dad smile and went with what he knew best.

“It’s kind of like baking.” Trey explained. “When two people love each other very much, like Mommy and I do, they put all their love together, along with some special ingredients. It makes a kind of dough. Then they carefully shape that dough with lots of care and warmth. And after a long time of ‘baking’… a baby comes out, all ready and perfect.”

The boy’s eyes sparkled with sudden understanding. “So… it’s like making a gingerbread man?”

Trey nodded, relieved. “Exactly like that. Except way more special. And instead of cookies, you get a little sister.”

The boy thought about it for a second, then grinned brightly. “Can we make gingerbread men right now? With buttons and everything? I want to make one for my baby sister!”

Trey chuckled and stood up, already reaching for the cookie cutters. “Sure thing. But we have to save some dough for Mommy too. She’s been craving sweets even more lately.”

As father and son started rolling out fresh gingerbread dough together, the dangerous question was successfully avoided. Trey made a mental note to thank the Seven that his son was still young enough to be distracted by baked goods.

Later that evening, when you walked into the kitchen and saw the tray of slightly lopsided gingerbread babies, you raised an eyebrow at Trey. “…Do I even want to know what conversation led to this?”

Trey just smiled innocently and kissed your cheek. “Let’s just say I handled the ‘where do babies come from’ talk with minimal damage.”

Ruggie Bucchi

Ruggie was in the middle of his least favorite chore …laundry… grumbling under his breath about how how is he supposed to fold a panties. He was sorting socks when his little girl walked into the room, clutching his car keys in both hands like they were precious treasure.

He raised an eyebrow. “Oi, what’re you planning with those, kiddo?”

She looked up at him with big, determined eyes and declared. “Daddy, you need to take me to the hospital right now.”

Ruggie’s ears shot straight up. His eyes blew wide in instant panic.

1. Something was wrong with his baby girl.

2. If anything was wrong with her, you were going to kill him, bring him back, and kill him again.

He dropped the laundry basket and crouched down immediately, hands gently checking her forehead, arms, and knees. “What’s wrong?! Does anything hurt? Did you fall? Are you sick? Talk to me, kid!”

His daughter shook her head, looking perfectly fine and a little confused by his reaction. “I’m okay, Daddy.”

Ruggie let out a huge sigh of relief, shoulders slumping. “Then why do you wanna go to the hospital so bad?”

She said it so casually it nearly knocked him over. “To buy me a little sister.”

Ruggie blinked once. Twice.

“…The hospital doesn’t sell kids, kiddo.”

His daughter puffed out her cheeks and pointed an accusing finger at him. “You’re a big liar! I saw it! People walk in with nothing and come out carrying babies!”

Ruggie had to bite down hard on his lip to stop himself from laughing right in her face. His shoulders shook with the effort. This was too good. He tried to keep a straight face. “That’s… not quite how it works.”

She crossed her arms, looking thoroughly annoyed. “Then where do babies come from?”

Ruggie leaned back against the washing machine, grinning that signature sly hyena smile. He shrugged. “Sorry, kid. That kind of top secret information costs a lot. And your little piggy bank doesn’t have nearly enough saved up to buy it from me.”

His daughter stared at him for a long moment, clearly plotting. Ruggie thought he was so smart. He thought he’d bought himself some peace and quiet.

He was wrong.

A few hours later, you walked through the front door and immediately narrowed your eyes at Ruggie, who was now pretending to be very focused on washing the dishes.

“Why…” you asked slowly, “did our daughter just call Leona on the phone asking to borrow money so she could ‘buy information’ from her father?”

Ruggie froze mid fold. His ears flattened. “..She did what now?”

You crossed your arms. “You heard me.”

Ruggie ran a hand down his face, groaning. “That little sneak… I knew she was too smart for her own good.” Ruggie sighed dramatically and flopped against you, wrapping his arms around your waist. “Can’t we just tell her the stork brings them? Or that they grow on trees?”

“You messed up, you solve it.”

He never going to live this one down.

Jade Leech

Jade walked hand in hand with his daughter after he picked her up from kindergarten. He’s listening attentively as she chattered away about her day. His usual polite smile was soft and genuine, these moments with her were some of his favorites.

“We went to the aquarium today, Papa!” she said excitedly, swinging his hand. “We saw big fishes and tiny fishes and, and baby seahorses! They were so small and funny looking!”

Jade nodded, eyes warm with amusement. “That sounds quite fascinating. Did you learn anything interesting about them?”

She nodded vigorously. “The teacher said the daddy seahorse carries the babies and gives birth to them! It looked really silly.”

Jade chuckled softly. “Nature has many curious ways of…”

The little girl suddenly stopped walking and looked up at him with big, innocent eyes. “Papa… did you give birth to me? Just like the daddy seahorse?”

Jade froze mid step.

For once in his life, the ever composed Jade Leech was completely speechless. His eyes widened slightly as he stared down at his daughter. “…Could you repeat that, my dear?” he asked, voice still polite but just a touch strained, hoping he had simply misheard.

She repeated it cheerfully. “The teacher said boy seahorses give birth to the babies. And seahorses are fish, and you’re a fish too, Papa! So you must have given birth to me!”

Jade stood there in stunned silence for several long seconds. He had mentally prepared for many things as a father. The “where do babies come from” question had been on his list, neatly categorized with several age appropriate explanations ready. But this? Not even on the backup list.

He crouched down to her eye level, still maintaining his calm smile with impressive effort. “Humans and merfolk are not quite the same as fish, especially not seahorses.” he explained gently. “Our biology is rather different.”

His daughter tilted her head, blinking up at him with pure curiosity. “Why? Then how dose we do it?”

Jade opened his mouth… then closed it. For the first time in years, he found himself mentally unequipped. He could feel the beginning of a rare headache forming. Thankfully, salvation appeared just ahead.

“Ah!” Jade said smoothly, straightening up and pointing toward a colorful shop across the street. “Look at that. They have your favorite ice cream today. Would you like some?”

The distraction worked instantly. His daughter gasped in delight and the dangerous topic was (temporarily) forgotten as they went to get ice cream.

The next day, Azul came to visit, as he occasionally did. The two were chatting in the living room while your daughter played nearby. At one point, Azul mentioned with a small, proud smile

“Actually, my wife and I have been talking about having one more child.”

Before Jade could respond, his daughter looked up from her toys and said brightly. “So Uncle Azul is gonna give birth soon?”

The entire room went dead silent.

Azul’s teacup froze halfway to his mouth. His face went through several shades of color. Jade’s polite smile twitched dangerously at the corners.

“…I beg your pardon?” Azul asked weakly.

Jade cleared his throat, voice still perfectly polite but with a dangerous edge. “It seems my daughter has developed some… interesting theories after her aquarium trip.”

Your daughter nodded seriously. “Daddy seahorses give birth! And Uncle Azul is…”

Jade quickly stood up. “My dear, why don’t we go see if there’s more ice cream in the kitchen?” As he gently ushered his daughter out of the room, Jade glanced back at Azul with a serene yet terrifying smile.

“We will never speak of this again.”

Kalim Al Asim

It was one of those rare, perfectly peaceful afternoons in the Al-Asim household. No parties. No sudden guests. No emergencies. Just you and Kalim sitting on the mountain of colorful pillows scattered across the living room carpet, chatting about nothing important, how the new fountain in the garden looked, what the kids had drawn that morning, and how lucky you both felt to have such a lively family. Kalim eyes sparkled as he leaned in closer, a bright, affectionate smile on his face. He leaned closer playfully, already tilting his head to kiss you but before his lips could meet yours, a tiny boy burst into the room.

“NOOO!”

Your youngest son sprinted between the two of you and shoved Kalim chest with both little hands, pushing him back with surprising determination for a five year old. Then he immediately climbed into your lap and wrapped his arms tightly around your neck, glaring at his father. “Stay away from Mommy!”

You and Kalim both froze, staring at your son in shock.

“…Sweetie?” You gently patted his back, trying to understand. “What’s going on? Why did you do that?”

The little boy hugged you tighter, burying his face in your shoulder for a moment before turning to glare at Kalim again. “Daddy needs to stop!”

Kalim blinked, looking genuinely hurt and very confused. He had never once raised his voice or laid an angry hand on you. He couldn’t imagine what he’d done wrong.

“Me? What did I do, little treasure?” Kalim asked softly, tilting his head. “Did I make you upset?”

The boy pointed an accusing finger at his father. “You keep kissing Mommy! You have to stop! I don’t want more siblings!”

Both you and Kalim froze again. A long, heavy silence filled the room. You had to press your face into your son’s hair to hide how hard you were trying not to laugh. Kalim’s mouth opened, closed, then opened again.

“…Kissing?” he repeated, blinking rapidly. “Kissing doesn’t make babies, buddy. You don’t have to worry about that.”

The little boy looked at his father like he had just said the sky was green. His eyes started to glisten with frustrated tears. “But Uncle Jamil said kissing makes babies! And Uncle Jamil is really smart! He can’t be wrong!”

Kalim’s jaw dropped.

You finally lost the battle and let out a soft snort of laughter, quickly turning it into a comforting hum as you rocked your son gently. “Shh, it’s okay, baby. Everything’s alright. You’re not getting any more siblings right now. Daddy and I promise.”

The little boy sniffled, but your reassurance seemed to calm him. He stayed glued to your lap for a long time, occasionally shooting protective glances whenever your husband moved too close. Kalim just sat there, still looking stunned.

For the rest of that week, your son appointed himself the official “Kissing Guard.”

Every time Kalim tried to lean in for even a quick peck on your cheek, a tiny body would appear out of nowhere, pushing between you two with dramatic flair. “No kissing! No more brothers and sisters!”

Kalim took it with his usual good humor at first, laughing and ruffling the boy’s hair, trying to negotiate “just one little kiss” but by day four he was dramatically pretending to cry about being “banned from loving his wife.”

You eventually had to sit your son down again and explain that babies don’t appear just because people kiss. He listened, but still remained suspicious of any affection between you and Kalim for a while.

Rook Hunt

Rook was in the kitchen, sleeves rolled up, preparing a beautiful lunch. Soft music played in the background as he chopped vegetables. His son walked in with an unusually serious expression on his small face, brows furrowed, lips pressed together, the very picture of a tiny dramatic boy.

Rook’s sharp eyes noticed immediately. He set down the wooden spoon and turned with a warm, attentive smile. “Why such a grave face? Come, tell your Papa what troubles you.”

The little boy stood straight, took a deep breath, and said with all the seriousness a five year old could. “Papa… I’m going to be a father.”

Rook had to use everything not to burst into delighted laughter right then and there. Instead, he crouched gracefully to his son’s eye level, tilting his head with fond curiosity. “Oh? And how did this wonderful event come to pass?”

The boy’s cheeks flushed bright red. He looked down at his shoes, mumbling shyly. “I… I kissed a girl on the cheek.”

Rook’s heart melted into a puddle of pure adoration. He let out a soft, warm chuckle and scooped his son up into his arms, spinning him once before hugging him close.

“Ah, how romantic! A kiss on the cheek is a truly beautiful and noble gesture. However!” he added gently, tapping his son’s nose. “I’m afraid such a sweet little kiss will not make babies.”

The boy blinked up at him, confused. “Why not?”

Rook smiled patiently. “It is a much more complicated and magical process, my son. You are still far too young for such things. When you are older, we can speak of it properly.”

The boy pouted a little, but his curiosity remained.

But Rook’s eyes still sparkled up with pride. “ Who is the lucky girl? Did you treat her like a princess? I certainly hope so! Tell me everything, my little hunter. What is her name? Did you bow properly when…”

The kitchen door opened.

You walked in holding your phone, one eyebrow raised. “Rook…” you said slowly. “why did Vil just called me asking why his daughter came home announcing that she’s going to have a baby… and that our son is the father?”

The room went silent.

Rook kept smiling, that perfect, dazzling smile, but his face slowly drained of all color until he looked almost ghostly pale.

For the first time in recorded history, Rook Hunt whispered

“…Fuck.”

Lilia Vanrouge

Lilia was on the couch, peacefully flipping through a brand new cookbook, his eyes scanned the pages with interest when he heard the familiar tiny feet running. His daughter approached with sparkling eyes and a determined little bounce in her step.

Lilia immediately set the book aside, and scooped her up with a bright grin, settling her comfortably on his lap. “Well, well~ What brings my precious little batling to me with such shining eyes? Come, ask Papa anything!”

The little girl looked up at him seriously. “Papa… I have a question. It’s about babies.”

Lilia took a deep, theatrical breath and puffed out his chest with confidence. This was familiar territory. He had already survived this conversation once with Malleus and once with Silver. He was prepared. He would nail this one.

“Ask away, my dear! Papa knows everything!”

His daughter tilted her head. “Did I come from an egg?”

Lilia raised an elegant eyebrow. “An egg? Now why would you think that?”

“Because big brother Malleus said he came from an egg!”

Lilia’s smile faltered for half a second. He prayed internally that Malleus hadn’t gone into graphic detail about dragon hatching and mating rituals.

“Ah… I see. Well, no, my sweet. You did not come from an egg. Malleus is a dragon, so he hatched from one. But you, my darling girl, are different.”

His daughter nodded slowly, processing this new information. Then she looked up again with big, innocent eyes. “Did you find me in the woods?”

Lilia blinked. Twice. “…No?”

She pouted, crossing her little arms. “But big brother Silver told me you found him in the woods when he was a baby!”

Lilia let out a long, suffering sigh, rubbing his temple with one hand while still holding her with the other. “That… is a very different and rather complicated situation, my dear. I did not pick you up from the woods. You came here through the natural ways that babies usually arrive. If you’d like, I can explain it to you…”

Before he could continue, his daughter suddenly hopped off his lap. “Nope! That sounds boring!” she declared cheerfully. “I’m not interested anymore!”

And with that, she skipped away toward her toys, leaving Lilia sitting on the couch in stunned silence. He stared at the empty space where she had been, cookbook forgotten on the cushion beside him.

“…Boring?” he whispered, genuinely offended. “I was prepared to give her the whole speech!”Lilia slumped back dramatically. “Children these days have no appreciation for a well crafted explanation from an ancient fae…”

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[octavinellis]

WAIT!? YOU’RE MY GIRLFRIEND!

After waking up from what was almost a coma, failing to recognize his own girlfriend, avoiding you like the plague, passing out again, and finally waking up with only fragments of what happened, your boyfriend now has to deal with the overwhelming embarrassment… and earn your forgiveness.

PART ONE | PART TWO

# CHARACTERS: Leona Kingscholar, Azul Ashengrotto, Malleus Draconia.

# A/N: I got really sick these past two months holy moly 💔 but I’m back, WORK’S STILL FUCKING ME, also really sad w the world cup (despite not really liking football that much). hope y’all are doing well :)

LEONA KINGSCHOLAR

“Got something to say, Kingscholar?” You crossed your arms, one brow raised as you fixed him with an unimpressed stare.

Normally, you’d step aside and invite him in. But Leona Kingscholar was grounded—banned from entering your dorm for an entire year…Or at least until you got over it, which, admittedly, probably wouldn’t take that long.

“You didn't came to see me after I woke up,” he grumbled. His tail was curled around his thigh, though the tip flicked impatiently against it. “Didn’t even answer my texts.”

“So?” you replied smugly. “I was simply respecting the hierarchy. And besides…” You tilted your head. “What exactly are you doing here?”

Leona gave you a look that clearly conveyed just how ridiculous he found that question, but before he could answer, you continued.

“What would your girlfriend think about this, huh?” You kept a perfectly straight face, even as his ears flattened.

“…What?”

“I heard she’s really pretty. And scary.” The corners of your lips curled into a grin as embarrassment slowly crept across his face. “Wouldn’t she leave you if she caught you hanging around another woman?”

Leona dragged a hand down his face, utterly incredulous that you’d chosen to tease him instead of pretending the entire incident had never happened, which was what he’d been hoping for.

“…You done?” he muttered, sulking.

You smiled, satisfied, before stepping aside to let him in.

AZUL ASHENGROTTO

You had every intention of pretending the whole incident, your boyfriend forgetting, or rather confusing, your face, had never happened. Mostly for the sake of his mental well-being.

Unfortunately, the twins who spent most of their time around him did not share your mercy.

Every single time Jade or Floyd brought it up—and they brought it up often—Azul looked like he wanted the floor to swallow him whole, no matter how many times you scolded them for teasing him.

You weren’t upset at him. Not even a little. But Azul couldn’t shake the feeling that he needed to make up for it somehow… to prove that he’d never mistake you for anyone else ever again.

“Good morning, my girlfriend.” You blinked, staring at him in confusion. “My girlfriend looks even more radiant today. Have you changed something about your skincare routine?”

Taking your hand, he pressed a gentle kiss to the back of it before smiling. “Would my girlfriend like an energy drink to start the day?”

Jade glanced over from the corner of the room, immediately straightening his posture. He cleared his throat politely. “…I believe I should be going. I suddenly remembered I need to clean the glass on my terrarium.”

MALLEUS DRACONIA

After the rather unfortunate rejection you’d suffered the day before, you decided it would be best to give Malleus some space and wait for the effects of the accident to wear off completely.

You leaned over the sink, humming quietly to yourself as you washed your face. Drying your skin with a towel, you opened your eyes and let out a startled scream.

Malleus immediately turned around as well, assuming you’d been frightened by something else. Realizing your surprise was directed at him, he placed a hand over his chest. “I sincerely apologize for entering without permission… especially after committing such an unforgivable offense—”

You rubbed your eyes, briefly wondering whether you were still asleep, or hallucinating. "What are you..."

“I understand!”

“…Understand what?”

“That my presence has become unwelcome.” Malleus bowed his head, his tail swaying quietly behind him. “I behaved irrationally yesterday. I failed to recognize my own beloved… but even worse…” He lowered his gaze. “I rejected the gift you had chosen so thoughtfully, with my preferences in mind.”

You scratched the back of your head. “Malleus, I was much more worried about your condition than what happen—”

“If you choose to bring our promising relationship to an end…” Your eyes widened, “…I ask only that you reconsider with kindness. If granted another chance, I swear such a mistake shall never happen again.”

“Malleus.” You placed your hands on his shoulders, “Where on earth did you get the idea that I’d break up with you over something so silly? I—” Before you could finish, his arms wrapped carefully around your waist, gently pulling you into an embrace.

Almost instinctively, your hand found its way into his hair, your fingers absentmindedly playing with the soft strands, “You seem much better today.”

He nodded against your shoulder.

[danganronpa-headcanons-imagines]

Danganronpa Love Languages (DR V3)

[ DR THH | SDR2 | DR V3 ]

Kaede Akamatsu - Words of Affirmation

Being a living personification of optimism, Kaede is always there to reassure you and cheer you up. Even at your darkest moments she will be there to pull you out and into the light. If you don't want help and just want support, she won't hesitate to just hold you and listen. She cares about your mental health a lot, especially since she knows how it feels. When Kaede is trying to boost your mood, she is commonly complimenting you. Sometimes it can get off track and she'll derail into making comments about your body (especially if you got big boobs or ass. Shuichi said it best, she can sound like a pervy old man sometimes). But hey, it boosts your confidence! And that's what she wants more than anything

Shuichi Saihara - Quality Time

Shuichi wasn't one with high self-esteem or confidence, so when you asked him out it took him a day to fully process it. Sure he's been crushing on you for a long time, but what if he can't be a good boyfriend? At the start of your relationship he will definitely be a bit awkward and nervous. The longer you guys are together though, he will gain confidence in both himself and your relationship. He will still be very subdued and bashful, but isn't afraid to show affection in public. In fact, Shuichi loves to stay by your side throughout the day. It will be every other day, as some days he needs alone time to recharge and relax, and you're happy to oblige! When he does feel the desire for companionship he will openly seek you out and ask if you could spend the day together

Angie Yonaga - Gift Giving

Atua will always be number one in her heart, but you are a close second! She talks so positively about you to anyone she can. She's got nothing to hide. Being the Ultimate Artist, Angie's specialty is making gifts and art for you. Paintings, statues, wood carvings, it's all for you. To add her own little spice, she likes to bless every creation with the protection of Atua. It's up to debate whether this counts as a gift or not, but every day she prays to Atua to look upon you and keep you safe. In her eyes, she is giving the gift of love and protection from her god, she is praying for your own good. Yeah it's a bit weird, but she's so cute it's hard to get upset

Gonta Gokuhara - Acts of Service

O h my ggod?? Gentleman, sweetie, baby, precious, a present from god. These are many words to describe Gonta, and it's never made more clear than when you date. He already was very gentle and protective of you, but when you get in a relationship he takes it more seriously. He protects you and treats you as if you were breakable. Think of yourself as a rare beetle! If he deems the terrain as dangerous, he resorts to craddling you in his arms and carrying you. As a true Gentleman, Gonta is incredibly courteous and polite, holding open doors for you and being as respectful as possible. And if you ask him to do anything he will happily do it for you (well, except hurt a bug). Whenever he does something that upsets you, or something he percives as rude, he does tend to freak out. He'll need a lot of reassurance. And just... please show Gonta physical affection too. Hold his hand, run your fingers through his hair, make him feel as loved as possible. He deserves it

Himiko Yumeno - Quality Time

Himiko wasn't really interested in relationships, she never felt a real attraction to anyone. Even Tenko and Angie she saw more as friends than love interests. In your first interactions she felt the same about you, but then oddly felt herself become more attached. Suddenly she was following you around and constantly trying to show you her magic. Whenever you were seperated she tended to think about you a lot. Himiko still can't fully comprehend why your relationship was different from all the others, but she isn't complaining in the slightest. You bring such peace to her heart and it's so refreshing. Expect lots of invites to her room for magic shows

K1-B0 - Physical Touch

K1-B0 is a pure sweetie. Being a robot, he is NOT used to any sort of relationship. It took him awhile to get friendships down fully, so when you asked him out he was not used to it at all. Any sign of affection made him blush like mad, if he had a heart it would be beating like crazy. Somehow everything you did drove him nuts! How soft your skin feels on his metal, the warmth radiating off your body, the way you nuzzle into his neck, it all felt like heaven. Another reason he loves your touch is how respectful you are (unlike 2 certain degenerates). You touch him with purpose and love, no judgement. Seriously, just cuddle with him and kiss his cheeks, let him know you care. It makes him feel alive

Kaito Momota - Words of Affirmation

Kaito is a BRO through and through! I'm talking ride or die. He will stand by your side through thick and thin, and will be your number one support system. Any issues you have he will want to hear and help with. Even if you tell him you just want someone to listen, he is gonna listen soooooo hard. The best part is that he's well grounded as well. Kaito isn't afraid to voice his true opinions and always gives it to you straight. He feels like lying ruins a relationship. The only thing he ever hid from you was his illness, and that was discovered fairly quickly. It hurts to see him put you over his own health, but Kaito will always do it with no hesitation. You are special to him, in more ways than one

Kirumi Tojo - Acts of Service

She is a maid, her life's goal is to serve. Whether it's her boss, friends, or lovers, Kirumi aims to please. With you she takes care of you well. Your house will always be clean, hot meals served to you daily, and if you need help with your hobbies she will learn as much as she can to assist. To be honest you tend to feel bad a lot. Despite your insistance for her to take a break, Kirumi refuses. It may seem like she's just a worker of sorts, but she has self respect and refuses to be treated as such. When she cares for you, it's out of love and care, not obligation. But sometimes, if you do something for her instead, you can catch her starting to tear up. Kirumi will try to reprimand you, but will eventually drop her professionalism and just embrace you lovingly

Kokichi Ouma - Quality Time

Piece of SHIT gremlin dear LORD I love him. Sure Hiyoko was a handful, but with Kokichi it's even more apparent. He's a trickster through and through, and just because you're dating doesn't mean he's gonna ease up on it. They will probably be less intense and more playful most of the time, and the name calling will be more cheeky rather than insulting. But you are not gonna be immune to his jackassery. He has a habit of following you around a lot and constantly trying to bug you and get your attention. Don't even get me started on his lies. At first you thought he was just wanting to be annoying (okay that's part of it), but actually he just really likes spending time with you. Being able to talk to you constantly and see your funny reactions gives him so much happiness. He'll deny how clingy he is and mock you for thinking so, but one time he followed you into the bathroom, so that speaks for itself

Korekiyo Shinguji - Physical Touch

Korekiyo is a... I'm just gonna say it, he's a kinky bastard. He finds humanity fascinating and wants to experience the wonders of existence, including the taboos. He is normally quite a smooth talker, and despite the messed up or concerning things he says, you still find yourself charmed. But the real affection comes from his touch. Korekiyo loves to study your body and your behaviors whenever he touches you in different places. He always makes mental notes on your habits and reactions. It intrigues him so intensely! But uh, his real experimenting and studying comes in the bedroom. Just get used to trying new things, he wants to experience it all with you

Maki Harukawa - Acts of Service

Being a groomed assassin since childhood, Maki has grown very cold and pessimistic toward people. To be honest she wasn't very fond of you when you first met. The only reason she ever gave you the time of day was because you were friends with Kaito and Shuichi. It took a long time for her to see you as a friend, and even longer to admit she had a crush on you. Believing herself to be less than human means she doesn't feel worthy to be loved. Once you declared your deep love for her full of passion, it kinda broke her. She didn't say much, but she broke out into tears immedietly. From then on, Maki started to show affection more. She wanted you to know how much she loved you, and thought that doing things for you is the best way to show it. She is very protective of you, both from people and situations. If you are ever in a dangerous or stress inducing situation, Maki is gonna be there to help and assist. And if anyone dares to try to hurt you... well, they won't have a body for the casket

Miu Iruma - Physical Touch

Now, it's obvious that Miu shows love through physical contact. But not in the way you think. You see, she talks a big game about sex and shit, but in reality she is a blushing mess everytime you hold her hand. A great way to see her squirm is hugging her around the waist from behind. Instant way to short circut her brain. These bouts of teasing often invoke swear filled insults thrown your way, but don't worry she's just embarrassed. If you do this enough it will lead to her getting frustrated, both emotionally and sexually. She'll initiate affection by pulling you close to her or just sitting in your lap like a grumpy cat. You wanna keep poking the lion? Well you better get ready for lion to pounce one day

Rantaro Amami - Physical Touch

He is a smoooooth talker. Very swoon worthy and always knows what to say to make you blush. His voice is the perfect tone too. Most people can attest to these facts. But he really likes to touch you gently and romantically. When he touches your hips or shoulders it's very gentle and relaxing. He also loves to nuzzle his face in your neck and chest while you cuddle. It's like you fit together like puzzle pieces. What he loves the most though is your hands. Rantaro takes any opportunity to hold or caress your hands, giving small kisses to the back of them. He loves the way you get bashful. Another fun way to bond is by doing your nails! It's a great time to catch up and talk, and you also get your nails done. So win-win!

Ryoma Hoshi - Words of Affirmation

Ryoma doesn't feel like he deserves much in life. Or anything in general. Not only was he a convicted killer, he was also on death row. So when you came up and confessed to him, he actually turned you down and said you deserve someone much better. Someone who isn't a shell of their former self. But strangely you didn't give up and kept pursuing him, and eventually he broke and admitted he felt the same. Ryoma has clinical depression and it's quite clear, but he never tries to make it your issue. Instead of focusing on his personal troubles and trauma, he puts his efforts into supporting you and voicing his admirations. Pride for you is something he will bluntly show. When you attempt to talk to him and let him air his troubles, he'll insist he's fine. He'll still have a cool air to him, but deep down he really appreciates your concern. And honestly, he considers you a reason to live a little longer

Tenko Chabashira - Physical Touch

Tenko is aggressive with her affections (just ask Himiko) so when she crushes on you she is obvious and intense. She'll gush over you and shower you with praise as often as possible. So if you validate her and accept her feelings, she's gonna jump right into it. Expect a lot of hugs and snuggles quite openly. To the point of embarrassment sometimes. You are just so cute she can't help herself!! A favorite past time of her is to practice Akido with you. Tenko gets a lot of joy sharing her passion with you, and being able to toss you around is a bonus I'mma be blunt though. If you are femme or femme presenting she is gonna protect you with her heart and treat you like a queen. If you are masc or masc presenting it will be... rough for a while. She'll eventually come around, but you'll just have to prove you aren't a degenerate male and earn her respect. Once you do, Tenko will hold you in much higher regard than other men and treat you as the golden standard

Tsumugi Shirogane - Gift Giving

Tsumugi is a mastermind obsessed with the Danganronpa series in itself. Something about it is fascinating to her and brings her much amusement. And with you she instantly noticed that you fit the series perfectly. You fit her perfectly. She knew she had to get you, and luckily she did! While at first it was more of an entertainment thing, Tsumugi eventually found herself growing fond of you. She actually enjoyed going on dates with you, no ulterior motives anymore. To emphasize her newfound affection, she often liked to sew clothes for you! You can draw up a design for any outfit you want and she'll be able to make it a reality. Basically you'll never need to go shopping again. As some bonus "gifts", sometimes you'll come home to Tsumugi dressed up... in just the way you like~

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Danganronpa 2

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Danganronpa

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Call of Duty

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Black Butler

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