See, I can't say much about it. I ain't right person to ask.
But one thing is clear, whatever is happening is wrong.
I assure you at least 10 students commit suicide when they can't crack NEET or JEE or any other competitive. The paper leak is literally a catalyst that increased the suicide rate.
Now that's real loss, but no our mainstream media is covering some actor's wedding or anything irrelevant instead of the actual matter.
we have to keep it in our mind that we're next. We are going to give competitive exams soon. As years pass, there is development. I don't know about the SDGs and "free our country from poverty" and all, but we'll surely be able to leak online papers too by then.
Someone has to take the accountability...and that someone is ofc our dear education minister. But the bitter truth is, the probability of him resigning is 0.01%, go ahead e-mail him all you want. I doubt if he can even read and understand bruh
Oh and don't get me started on the police. Tear gassing 6 years old, hitting a 12 year old's head, beating the youth (prolly 16-19). It was a literal peaceful protest, a hunger strike.
If actions were taken this fast when a woman was harassed, raped, murdered, then perhaps our country would've been a way safer place.
Your dad has money and you care about your future? Go study abroad. Because I doubt anything would actually change until the next elections..
Hi, may I request for the ghouls finding out that MC is a really skilled pianist as she never mentioned it to them before, for the ghouls Leo, Romeo, Jin and any other ghouls that you like?
Yes of course! Iโm so glad you chose these three specifically lol. I hope you like it!
Mozart 2.0???
Featured ghouls: Leo Kurosagi, Romeo Scorpius Lucci, Jin Kamurai
Tags: fem!reader, romantic relationship implied, Romeo ooc maybe, mc doesnโt know Jin plays piano in his, uh I forgot
Leo wasn't looking for you. Well, that wasn't entirely true. He had wandered off after classes because he wanted somewhere quiet to edit a video he'd filmed earlier that afternoon, somewhere people wouldn't interrupt him every five seconds asking if he'd "seen the latest comments" or "help fix their phone." that fucking himbo
The abandoned music building was usually empty.
Usually.
As he rounded the hallway, phone already in hand, he paused. "...Huh?" Someone was playing. Not smashing random keys. Not stumbling through scales. Playing. And it was beautiful.
The melody drifted through the cracked-open practice room door so effortlessly that even Leoโsomeone whose playlists consisted mostly of whatever happened to be trending onlineโcould immediately tell this wasn't normal.
The notes weren't hesitant, they weren't read carefully off sheet music, they flowed. As if whoever sat at that piano wasn't thinking about where their hands belonged. They simply knew.
Leo frowned. "...Who the hell..." Curiosity won almost immediately. He carefully peeked through the small window in the door. Then blinked. "...Honor Roll?"
There you were. Sitting in front of the grand piano with perfect posture, eyes half-lidded, fingers dancing across the keys so quickly he almost couldn't keep up with them.
There wasn't any sheet music. You weren't even looking down. The piece exploded into rapid arpeggios before softening into something so gentle it almost didn't sound real.
Leo stared. His brain genuinely stopped working. "...What." Since when? How long had you been able to do this?
He'd seen you cook. Study. Trip over absolutely nothing. Fall asleep during meetings. He'd seen you cry. Laugh. Pout. But this?
This felt like discovering you'd secretly been an Olympic athlete.
His thumb instinctively opened the camera app. The lenses captured your hands gliding across the keyboard, every movement impossibly clean, your expression completely different than usual.
Peaceful.
Content.
Like the piano was the only thing in the world.
Leo found himself lowering the phone after barely thirty seconds. Because recording suddenly felt...
Wrong.
Too private.
Too personal.
He slipped his phone back into his pocket. That almost never happened. Then, the final chord echoed through the room.
Silence.
"...You know."
Your shoulders jumped violently. Whipping around so fast you nearly fell off the bench.
"L-Leo?!"
He leaned casually against the doorway like he hadn't just stood there absolutely speechless for the last several minutes.
"...You keeping secrets now, Honor Roll?"
Your face immediately turned pink.
"...It's not a secret..."
"Oh?"
"You just... never asked."
Leo actually laughed.
"You telling me you've been pulling that out this whole time and somehow forgot to mention it?"
"I didn't think it was important..."
"Not important?" He walked inside, eyes flickering toward the piano before looking back at you. "...You were playing Liszt."
"You know Liszt?"
"I know enough to know people don't just wake up one morning and casually decide they're gonna play that."
You rubbed the back of your neck.
"...I've played since I was little."
"How little?"
"Seven."
Leo stared.
"...You've gotta be kidding me."
"Noโฆ?"
"You've had over a decade of practice?"
"...Mm."
"..."
"..."
"Honor Roll."
"...Yeah?"
"I suddenly hate you."
You gasped dramatically.
"What?!"
"I spent four weeks trying to learn one guitar riff."
"I can teach you?"
"...Don't make it worse."
You laughed. God. That laugh.
He hadn't expected this. He always thought of you as dependable. Smart. Kind. But sitting here...
Watching your fingers absentmindedly tap imaginary melodies against your skirt while talking...
It was...
Ridiculously attractive.
"...Play another."
"Hm?"
"I said play another."
You smiled sheepishly.
"...You'll get bored."
"I literally stood outside the door for ten minutes."
"...Wait, you did?!"
"Maybe."
"Leo!"
"What?"
"You should've come in!"
"I was busy having an existential crisis."
"Because I play piano?"
"Because apparently my girlfriend's been living a double life."
You laughed so hard you almost doubled over. He smiled before he could stop himself.
"...You know."
"Hm?"
"I've taken thousands of pictures." You tilted your head. "But..." He looked at you sitting behind that piano. "...I don't think my camera would've done that justice."
Your cheeks warmed.
"...That's..."
"So." He folded his arms. "When's my private concert?"
"...Private concert?"
"Mhm."
"You don't get one."
"Oh?"
"You called me a liar."
"I called you secretive."
"Same thing."
He smirked.
"Guess I'll just have to keep following you around until you accidentally play again."
Romeo first heard rumors. Apparently someone had reserved the academy auditorium after classes. Students whispered about "some prodigy." Others insisted it was one of the music department students preparing for a competition.
Romeo barely cared.
Until he walked past the auditorium on his way to meet you. The music stopped him. Not because he particularly loved classical music. But because perfection was something he appreciated.
Designer clothing. Luxury watches. Fine jewelry. Beautiful things deserved attention. And whatever was happening inside...
Was beautiful.
He quietly opened one of the side doors. The massive stage sat empty. Except for one grand piano. And you.
"...BB?"
You hadn't noticed him. Your entire focus rested on the instrument beneath your fingertips. Every movement looked elegant. Controlled. Refined. Like watching expensive silk ripple in the wind.
Romeo slowly approached the front row. Then sat down without saying a word.
For nearly fifteen minutes, he simply watched. By the time you finally finished, you looked upโ
"Romeo?!"
He applauded.
Slowly.
Deliberately.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
"...That." His voice echoed through the auditorium. "...Was acceptable."
You blinked.
"...Acceptable?"
"It was magnificent."
"..."
"Don't let it inflate your ego."
"The Romeo Scorpius Lucci just complimented me."
"I know."
"Should I mark my calendar?"
"Tch." You giggled as he walked onto the stage. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"I..." You shrugged. "...It just never came up."
Romeo sighed dramatically.
"You've committed an unforgivable crime."
"...What crime?"
"You deprived me of free entertainment."
"...That's your concern?"
"Do you know how expensive concert tickets are?"
You stared.
"You're rich."
"Which is exactly why I know their value." You couldn't help laughing. He circled the piano slowly, admiring it almost as much as he'd admired you. "...How long?"
"Since I was six."
"So this wasn't luck."
"...No."
"I figured." His eyes drifted back toward you. "You looked different."
"Hm?"
"When you were playing." You tilted your head. "You weren't worrying. You weren't thinking. You looked..." He hesitated. "...Happy."
Your smile softened.
"...I am."
Something about that answer squeezed unexpectedly at his chest.
"...Play something else."
"You'll really listen?"
"I sat through fifteen minutes already."
"...You make it sound painful."
"It wasn't."
You smiled before turning back toward the keyboard. This time, instead of something dramatic, you played something gentle. Romeo rested his chin against one hand. He wasn't looking at your fingers anymore. He was looking at your face. The tiny smile you wore without realizing it. The way your shoulders relaxed. How your breathing synced with the rhythm. He realizedโ
This wasn't just a skill. It was part of you. A part you'd never shown anyone. And for some reason...
He felt strangely honored that he'd been allowed to see it.
When you finished, the silence lingered.
"...BB."
"...Yes?"
"If anyone tries to recruit you into performing publicly..." He folded his arms. "They're negotiating with me first."
Correctionโhe'd been looking for the stack of paperwork he'd ordered you to organize three hours ago, only to discover both you and the paperwork had seemingly vanished into thin air.
"Tch."
His irritation was already simmering by the time he walked down the east wing.
"...Where the hell did she wander off to now?"
Then he heard it.
A piano.
Normally, he would've ignored it. Frostheim had more than enough students who fancied themselves musicians. Most of them weren't particularly impressive. This, however...
His footsteps slowed.
The opening phrase alone made one thing immediately obvious. Whoever was inside wasn't just good. They were classically trained.
Years of disciplined practice echoed through every note, every articulation impossibly clean, every run effortless without sounding mechanical. The tempo pushed forward fearlessly before easing back with practiced control, the dynamics swelling and retreating so naturally they almost sounded like breathing. No hesitation. No uncertainty. No wasted movement.
"...Interesting."
Curiosityโrare as it wasโgot the better of him. He pushed open the practice room door. The hinges creaked softly. You didnโt even react.
You sat at the grand piano with your back facing him, completely absorbed in the music, fingers flying across the keys with such speed that even he had to pay close attention to follow them.
His eyes narrowed.
"No fucking way."
You.
It was you.
The girl who happily followed him around Frostheim carrying books. Who complained every time he dumped another errand onto her. Who somehow managed to make the captain's room feel less empty simply by existing. Playing this.
His gaze instinctively dropped to your hands. Your wrists stayed relaxed. Your posture was textbook. Even your pedalingโฆ
Perfect.
He leaned against the doorway, arms folded across his chest. He could interrupt you. He should interrupt you. Instead, he stayed exactly where he was.
Listening.
As another page of the piece unfolded, he found himself unconsciously analyzing every choice you made.
You weren't simply reproducing the score. You were interpreting it. Your phrasing lingered where most pianists rushed. Certain harmonies shimmered longer than expected. A melody hidden beneath the accompaniment quietly emerged because your voicing brought it forward so delicately that it felt entirely new.
That wasn't talent. That was musicianship.
The final cadence settled into silence and only then did you notice him.
Your eyes widened immediately.
"J-Jin?!"
He didn't answer right away. Instead, he walked toward the piano until he stood beside it.
"Play that passage again."
"...Huh?"
"The development." He pointed toward the middle of the score resting beside you. "The chromatic run."
"You... know this piece?"
Jin gave you a look.
"Obviously."
"...Right." You shifted awkwardly. "Sorry."
"...Again."
Without questioning him further, you placed your hands back on the keys. The passage spilled out once more.
Fast.
Brilliant.
Clean.
Jin listened with his eyes closed.
When you finished...
"...Your left hand."
You blinked.
"...What about it?"
"Too restrained. You're holding back."
Your eyebrows lifted.
"Iโฆ I always thought that part sounded too heavy if Iโ"
"It isn't the weight." He reached past you. "It's the voicing." His fingers settled on the keyboard. "Move."
You scooted over instinctively.
Without warming up, without even glancing at the keys, Jin began playing. The exact same section. His touch was completely different than yours. It was sharper, more commanding.
The melody cut effortlessly through the accompaniment, every inner voice suddenly obvious despite the incredible speed.
You stared.
"You're..."
He continued another few measures before lifting his hands.
"...Like that."
Silence.
"...Jin."
"Hm?"
"...Why didn't you tell me you played piano?"
He looked genuinely confused.
"You never asked."
You laughed.
โThat's my line."
"Guess it is." He stepped away from the bench. "...Now." His eyes settled on you again. โPlay it."
"Again?"
"The way you hear it."
You hesitated.
"...Even if you disagree?"
"I didn't say I disagreed."
"...You literally corrected me."
"I corrected your technique." His expression remained infuriatingly calm. "...Interpretation's different."
Your heart skipped.
Most people only cared whether you played the right notes. Jin had noticed the tiny musical choices you madeโthe ones you'd spent years developing.
He'd heard you. Not just the piece.
You quietly placed your hands back on the keyboard. And this time, you played exactly the way you wanted. You leaned into the softer phrases. Let certain notes linger. Ignored the "safe" interpretation entirely.
When you finished, Jin remained silent for several seconds.
"..."
"...Well?"
He looked at you.
"I still would've balanced the left hand differently."
You groaned.
"I knew you were going to say that."
"...But." Your eyes met his again. "...Yours made me hear the piece." He rested one hand on top of the piano. "Mine made me admire it." A pause. "Yours made me feel it." Your breath caught. โDon't get cocky."
"I wasn't!"
"Tch." Despite his words, there was the faintest hint of approval tugging at the corner of his mouth. โHow long?"
"Since I was four."
"Competitions?"
You nodded.
"...Regional, national, and a few international festivals."
He gave a slow nod.
"Thought so."
"...You could tell?"
"I've judged enough pianists to recognize one."
You stared.
"...You've judged competitions?"
"A couple."
"...Jin."
"What?"
"...You're actually unfair."
He raised an eyebrow.
"Explain."
"You can fight."
"...Yeah."
"You're smart."
"Obviously." did i mention humble?
"You cook."
"When necessary."
"And now you're a concert pianist?"
"I'm not."
"You literally are."
"I play."
"You play?"
He shrugged.
"It's relaxing."
You laughed so hard you nearly doubled over.
"Of course that's your definition of relaxing."
He watched you for a moment, quieter now.
"...I always wondered why."
"Why what?"
"Why your fingers are always moving." You tilted your head. "You tap rhythms on tables." He demonstrated absentmindedly against the polished piano lid. โYou count silently when you're thinking. Even when you're reading, your hands follow imaginary keys."
You froze.
"...You noticed?"
"I notice everything." The confidence in his voice wasn't arrogance. It was simple fact. "I figured you were fidgeting. Should've known better."
Warmth bloomed in your chest. No one had ever noticed those habits before. Not your tapping. Not the unconscious fingerings. Not the way your hands moved whenever music wandered into your thoughts. Yet somehow...
Jin had.
He looked down at the keyboard one last time before glancing back at you.
"Next time. We play together."
Your eyes lit up.
"A duet?"
"...Don't make it sound so exciting."
"But it is!"
"Tch." He turned toward the door, hiding the tiny smile threatening to appear. "...You're insufferably enthusiastic."
"And you're saying yes."
"...I didn't say no."
Somehow, that answer made you smile even wider.
And though neither of you acknowledged it aloud, the practice room quietly became your place after that dayโnot somewhere one of you happened to be, but somewhere both of you gravitated toward, trading interpretations, debating composers, challenging each other's technique, and occasionally dissolving into laughter when one of you deliberately played the other's favorite piece in the most offensively incorrect style possible. It wasn't often Jin found someone who could truly keep up with him.
It was even rarer to find someone who made him want to keep playing long after the music had already ended.
HAWW Why'd you name me as "๐คก anon"!? and meowdarchod???
that does sound less offensive but.... ๐ญ
I don't wanna dm you, like i said i don't want you to find out who am i. If you find out you will block me and then I know I'm getting kicked at my non-existent balls when u see me the next day ๐
And I went through your comment sections, you're like so so soooo nice here, i refuse to believe you're you. LIKE HELL NAH YOU'RE THE MEANEST FUCKING PERSON I'VE EVER KNOWN. but like you've got a nice heart thats why i'm here to annoy u ๐
-your so called ๐คก anon
random ig gc kalesh. that explains half the stuff ๐
Sure, like most of the people I'm nice as long as people are being nice to me yk .-.
but yawr my insta account got deleted by my parents because of YOUR fake male id, they thought i was flirting with the guy though in reality it was you ;-;
so yeah thats a good enough of a hint for you to identify me, i ain't revealing myself until you do it yourself ๐
.....You realise that ain't helping a lot?
You, my dear, aren't the only one who suffered because of my fake IDs or smth
So yeah maybe dm me here if your intention is only to strike a nerve or 2 of mine?
Also, idk if you're the loml or not, but you're definitely a meowdarchod ๐ฅ
summary: MC who kicks in her sleep! Imagine when MC and her significant other are having a sleepover for the first time and...the ghoul is woken up by a kick right on their....idk where, thats for you to choose (pls do have a little mercy on the ghouls though, ik where you might attack ๐)
...Did he do something wrong? Are you unhappy, mad?? He's trying to figure out what exactly did he do wrong that provoked a violent response from you, anxiety eating him alive until he hears the sound of your soft snoring. Oh. Nonetheless he double checks everything to make sure you're comfortable before settling back beside you..
- Lucas, Alan, Ritsu, Subaru, Zenji, Rui
Careful now, will you? You might hurt your future kids like this!
He's locking your legs with his to prevent further...accidents.
- Sho, Haru, Haku
He's switching to the female form...just in case you know.....
- Jo
Personally I think he's used to being kicked by younger siblings when they slept..and considering how tired he usually gets, he won't even notice it. he's out cold.
- Mio
Forget kicking him, he's spooning you so tight you can't move!
-Towa, Lyca
He makes the most offended face like you just yelled the most vulgar stuff about his bloodline ver. 1. He's kicking you off the bed too! You dare kick him? He'll kick you harder. He might even restrain your legs to the bed now.
- Leo, Romeo
He makes the most offended face like you just yelled the most vulgar stuff about his bloodline ver. 2. You're sleeping on the floor now. End of discussion.
- Jin, Ren, Yuri
....Doesn't care. He just doesn't care or he's too deep in his slumber that it doesn't even register in his brain you kicked him.
- Ed
Nope! He'll endure it! He won't let you go! You guys are finally sharing a BED! How can he ruin the moment!? He'll happily accept all the attack you throw at him unconsciously and won't even bring it up the next day, even if it is slightly painful.
- Kaito
You wake up only to find your legs tied tightly to the bed. The other side of the bed? Cold and Empty. You look around only to find your beloved leaning by the doorway, arms crossed over his chest, suppressing a smirk at you baffled expression while he greets you. "Slept well, dear?"
- Tohma, Elias
He finds it interesting. Your body's response without any external stimuli fascinates him. He's going to study your asleep body like another scientific specimen in a lab.
- Jiro
Sleep? Do you think he'd let you sleep? Nah, forget it. You're his for tonight.
- Taiga(you guys played UNO all night) , Shion
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Finally gonna yeet it out of my drafts udcsfiglugt3 ๐
a/n: hi sweets! ๐ซถ๐ป here's some group chat chaos bc I canโt resist a good accidental hard launch ๐คญ๐ฉท hope you enjoy!! | credits for the photos I used from Pinterest: Tsokeaa and YCSMINQ | reblogs & comments are always appreciated! xx
โ.๐ ฬ content note: fem!reader, crack, accidental hard launch
a/n: hello sweets!! to celebrate the quick recovery of my account, I decided to FINALLY post the fancy gift smau ๐ฅณ it's based on this request and omg thank you SO much for waiting that long honey bun, I hope I did it some justice ๐ฅน | also, big thanks to the glorious @subakagami for reading over Kaito's chat, mwah mwah, much love to you ๐ฉท | reblogs & comments are always appreciated! xx
โ.๐ ฬ content note: gn!reader in Leo's and Yuri's (early relationship), fem!reader in Ritsu's and Kaito's (established relationship), crack/fluff
a/n: a quick scene I came up with when I opened the game today, hehe. I'm so utterly in love with this man, I'm going to cry ๐ฅน <3 | inspired by his voice line: Oh it's you. Must've dozed off. Better get back to work. | reblogs & comments are always appreciated! xx
recommended song: ๐ต JVKE โ her
โ.๐ ฬ content note: fem!reader in mind but can be read as gn!reader I think?, FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF, established relationship
The second you enter Vagastrom's garage, the smell of oil, rust and sweat wafts through the air. Although the sun has already set, you still hear the occasional faint clinking of metallic parts somewhere in the backyard. To your surprise, the room is empty, with Sho and Leo nowhere to be found. Well, almost empty.
You notice a certain big figure sprawled out on one of the worn-down couches, black hair falling over his face. Your heart makes a little jump, a bubbly feeling emerging in your chest. This is the man you were looking for. He must have dozed off after a long day of work and classes.
Cautiously, so as not to disturb him, you take a few steps closer, silently taking Alan in. His chest heaves in a slow, steady rhythm, and his faceโyour breath hitches in your throat. His face is so relaxed. Devoid of any worry, any pain, any guilt. Your heart hurts, fully aware this is a state Alan would never allow himself when he's awake, always shouldering the problems of others and the consequences of his past.
With a tug in your heart, you kneel in front of him, admiring the usually strained features of his face now completely smoothed out and soft. Carefully, you brush a strand of hair out of his face, your fingertips tracing the scar on his eyebrow. You bite back a chuckle when Alan wiggles his nose and groans quietly in response, still asleep. God, if only he knew how cute he is. How dear he is to you. How much you wish him nothing but happiness.
You get up again, only to pounce on him. "GOOD MORNING, SLEEPYHEAD!"
He startles awake with an alarmed huff, a flicker of panic crossing his face, while you erupt in boisterous laughter. Even in this moment, his body answers unconsciously to yours, hands flying to your waist to steady you. And that's so him, isn't it? Always prioritizing you and your safety, even when he's barely awake and you just rattled him out of sleep.
When Alan fully recognizes you, the expression in those stormy grey eyes grows immediately soft. As if he's looking at something precious that could disappear if he turns his gaze away. And to him, you are exactly that. Precious and someone he never deserved to begin with.
"Hey. Careful, dear. Told you to stop waking me up like that." His voice is even deeper than usual, like gravel scraping over glass. But there's no heat behind his words. There never is. He would rather drive a knife into his chest than be angry with you.
You grin at him, your smile bathing the room like morning sunlight spilling through the curtains, and his heart stutters for a second. How did he, out of everyone, get so lucky?
"Sorry. Couldn't resist when you were lying there all defenseless." You lean forward, feet playfully kicking in the air, and brush your nose against his. A touch so light, so innocent and sweet, it feels undeserving to him, no matter how often you greet him like this.
He clears his throat. "You're bold."
You pull back a little and stick your tongue out. "And you love me."
His gaze grows even softer, one hand coming up to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. "I do. I'll always love you." Alan isn't the vocal type, romantic sweet talking foreign to him like a language he never had the chance to learn. That's why his words sink deep in your chest, taking your breath away.
Your cheerful grin turns into a genuine smile, your stomach fluttering. "I know." Your voice is only a whisper, but there's no doubt in it. No question. Because when Alan Mido dedicates himself to someone, heโs never going to turn his back on them.
"I love you too." You answer, pecking his lips and resting your head on his chest. You hear the thumping of his heart, a little faster at first, maybe because he had been startled awake or maybe because of the words you just exchanged. Then it settles again into the steady rhythm you're familiar with. The sound of your home.
With Alan stroking the back of your head in unhurried movements, your eyes flutter shut, a sense of security and content tiredness washing all over you. And soon enough, you're both falling back asleep, enveloped in warmth and peace.
a/n: hi hi! this is based on this request. thanks for your patience, sweets! ๐ฅฐ also pls excuse the formatting in Ed's and Sho's, for whatever reason the app cut off the first few messages and I had to rewrite them ๐ | reblogs & comments are always appreciated! xx
โ.๐ ฬ content note: fem!reader, slight angst to comfort/crack, mention of (period) blood in Ed's
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a/n: I think the prompt is on borderline of being cringe, but i guess I'll take the risk of typing it down and even post it here anyway :P
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summary: So...Imagine an anomaly, a destructive one that too, escaped the containment facility anf is now on the campus. Guess what, the Cathedral, which already looked no less than a haunted old manor got destroyed mid-fight. Of course this repair will take a LOT of time, so for the time being, you are to be accommodated in a house of your choosing.
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cw: we're gonna ignore the GAs like we do with air resistance during a numerical <3
Frostheim
You were probably a frozen fan who too always dreamt of living in an ice castle, or something similar
Though whatever the reason might be, you've got Tohma raising an eyebrow at you.
It's like a household where the mother(Tohma) is the one doing everything from work to looking after the kids(Kaito & Luca) while the father(Jin) smokes his life away doing nothing
The room assigned to you apparently is closest to Jin's...Why? He needs his servant on his beck and call...of course.....we totally believe you......
When you're in here, back from missions or classes, 75% of your remaining free time is being wasted in Jin's room doing menial tasks :')
But plus point, chaos combo. Seriously, with them being around, normal stuff are pretty fun too. Even studying feels less stressful when you guys do it together.
But...why do you feel like your every breath is being tracked..? Not by 2 but THREE eyes!? It's Tohma keeping an eye on you and the chaos combo
Vagastrom
You realise life in Vagastrom is not bad, nor are the students who are labelled as thugs.
Even though others avoid them, they are just a few students who just want to have some harmless fun.
I personally believe that you might befriend a Vagastrom girl, and now she's your overprotective-bestie-every-girl-has.
Alan is always looking out for you. Though his tension eased when he saw your interaction with the GAs was pretty...harmless. BUT he's still keeping an eye on you.
...Since you're in his domain now, who's stopping Leo from dragging you out of your room now?
And you don't get to protest. What if you were changing? Well, you weren't. And it's your fault, do you want him to teach you how to lock doors now?
And when you two get closer? You guys fight. no, not fight that happens in pit..it's..scratching and biting...more like 2 stray cats fighting yk what i mean??? That type of fight!
The worst part, both of you are not giving up. You can only be stopped when someone pulls you two apart [which is usually Sho and Alan]
Sho's too busy with that food-truck of his, you know what that means then? You're the new gossip-buddy!
Dinner time is literally Sho's cooking for ya'll, that too for free.
But...despite being a temporary Vagastrom member...you're still not allowed in the pit!
With how much time you spent observing Alan and others fix a car, you thought you observed enough to do it too now! keyword: thought.
Thats what you believed until you assured someone that you'll fix their car and end up...dismantling it.....Dw Alan handled it
You're not allowed to paste stickers on Bonnie, and if you even try...Sho is never gonna take you out on a ride anymore. Be wise and make the right choice- OH MY GOD MC-?! GET THOSE STICKERS DEFENESTRATED OUT OF HER HAND SHO!
Jabberwock
Jabberwock would've been a pretty good choice on the basis of ghouls, but I don't think you'd willingly want to do so much of stuff..
Responsibility. You need to take a lot of responsibilities, not like Haru is dumping those on you..but it just doesn't sit right, letting him do all the work!
Maybe the promised uniform is finally here?
Ren is freaking out though, you...are a human! This was supposed to be a 'ghouls only' house!!
And he has tons of things to complain about your arrival. he's just flustered
Though Haru is elated from it. You're even helping him around! ...And now your arrival in Jabberwock is similar to the arrival of a messiah for him.
But you know who's the happiest of them all? Towa.
Soulmates stay together. And now you're staying with him technically...There's no way he doesn't think you're his one and only soulmate.
He will definitely take you to his favourite spots in Jabberwock at night, some even Haru never found out about.."Ah... a secluded panoramic area reserved just for the 2 beautiful beloveds.." as Zenji says. yes he knows about them
Another place you might've discovered which neither Towa nor Haru knows about...Ren's hiding spots :P
Ren has to bribe you so you stay quiet about it.
Ah...the movie night..., no prior notice needed, Ren just drags you out of your room now
Sinostra
Hmm...I don't know what made you choose this house. Did Taiga drag you here? Romeo pointed a gun at you? Or was it Ritsu trying to bind his business partner with law? Who knows...
But...Taiga doesn't care. He simply forgets. He'd see you in your room and just assume that you've always been here.
But...he seems to remember your room...He's gambling again and needs his lucky charm? He'll just drag you out of your room, even if you were asleep. ๐
So yah, you might find yourself waking up to awkward GAs glancing at you while you're settled carelessly on Taiga's lap...Yes, In your pajamas and messy hair.
And what's worse...If Romeo catches you in that state and circumstance...you and your ears, both are going to be dead.
Unlike Jabberwock...it's forced labour here.
God forbid you prance around in casual clothing, those two ghouls, Ritsu and Romeo...both disapprove that.
Romeo can't have you walking like a fashion disaster anywhere in Sinostra or the casino! You're going to scare the customers away!..that's what he yells says.
As for Ritsu, it's simply, highly unprofessional. You're his business partner, you must act and present yourself at least in a way that doesn't harm your or his reputation in any possible way.
Hotarubi
And...again one of the best houses.
The ghouls, the GAs, the atmosphere..everything feels so welcoming.
GAs here are much easier to interact with.
And now that you're here, Haku can flirt more with you, much to Zenji's disapproval.
And isn't it lovely when you're sitting on the porch, watching the rain racing down to the ground endlessly, the whole Hotarubi garden engulfed in mild fog, while zenji reads out his poems to you..
Omg, imagine horror story nights on weekends! yes, inspired by that one warding card
I think Subaru might definitely make you shiver, his story telling skills and expressions being the main contributor to the fright.
Haku's not bad at all, he probably has some real experiences of his clients to share too..but only if he participated a little more actively...maybe you could've experienced the chills..
But Zenji, my boy is frightened easily ๐ญ
And...forgive my glutton-self, but I find this house best for....sweets....
Obscury
Hmm....Not a bad choice. Honestly, a pretty nice one.
And Lyca is so confused at your choice...sure "It's her choice!" but...Obscury was supposed to be a non-humans' dorm??
He'd question you about it bluntly which made Rui scold the poor first year again..
And speaking of Rui, boy he's genuinely elated. Deep down he believed that there's no way you'd pick Obscury..
But now that you're here, he's literally taking care of EVERYTHING for you.
You return back from a long tiring mission and are dreading about how you still gotta clean your room up, make the bed, do this do that? You find your room spotless. Oh Rui...
Even when you try to assure him that you can do it yourself, he won't let you.
Well, he'd reason you that he has plenty of time to kill...
Ed....hmmm....what can I say about him
He's just...Ed.
Always trying to find an excuse to stay the night in your room...but that flops because of the other 2....
But...he'll try anyways..
And if not that, then...he'll try to get you in his room instead ๐
Don't even ask me why does he want to be in your room...or you in his room...It's up to you, either i lack creativity or just dont wanna type down my thoughts which may or may not be scandalous.
Mortkranken
You. Love. Science.
Or you're the one who think science students have aura...
But anyways, whatever your reason might be, The great Yuri Isami knew that if he made you his novice, you'd develop your brain and finally see just how superior Mortkraken is from the other ratholes of a house!
...GAs....nobody has time...they're all busy with some experiment...They won't talk to you unless they want their captain to yell at them again...
Now...It's time he start teaching you basics of science...
If you are a science student,(excluding physics) more like a chemistry, biology or medical science student..then you're good to go, Yuri might be impressed but do you think he'll let that show? No. He'd just say it's basic common knowledge.
And...if you're a student from... IT, engineering, physics or some other field...I'm afraid you might struggle a bit with this science....That'd get you a Yuri grumbling about the problem with the ignorants...
Jiro...well, he casually mentions to you that he calculated the probability of you choosing Mortkraken on Yuri's command, only to be cut off by a scarlet, screaming Yuri...
Now...you see, these two tend to pull all nighters even more frequently than you do while watching something on netflix ๐
But, if try it..you're getting scolded.
But what's more frightening than that? When Jiro states the side effects of it in that nonchalant matter-of-factly tone that it starts to sound worse than any disease in the world...
I assure you both of them are trying their level best to take care of you, what's more that they compromise their schedule a little to look after your needs and health now that you're under their 'custody'.
Dionysia
There's no specific reason for you to reject this house...
But before you even made a choice-
Shion had already kidnapped you to Dionysia ๐ถ
You're his wife! Wives stay with their husbands!
...
[And then a lot of something something i'm too lazy to write bullet points atp....]
Dont you worry, Mio will find you almost instantly
Now..we have a Jo scolding Shion for this behaviour...not exactly scolding..but yk...just understand what i'm tryna say. Understand the feeling, not words!
Meanwhile Elias may or may not try to subtly sweet-talk you into choosing Dionysia as a temporary residence..
When you agree, you see Jo perk up at that.
Now..you're one of them!
Sure you're not pressurised to perform or be the backstage helper, but you opt to help is something different, nobody will stop you from that either.
...Now, I imagine MC just like me so bear with me, it may or may not suit you...
So..You just decide to try hep Mio with his loads of work..
You look at him fixing a clockwork anomaly, that seemed...effortless, maybe you can give it a shot too?
He was too distracted to even notice you picking up another screwdriver and a to-be-fixed clockwork machine...until
*BOOM* -> not the world shattering one
...
He's not mad..he's laughing at that
he finds it comical, your expression was too good...
But...now that you're in here, you realise you have to be very alert...
Who know when what happens..
Who knows when Shion might just appear from the dark..
Who knows when he might throw playing cards at you...
Who knows when he might switch your stuff with frogs again... ๐จ
Elias...What can I say about this man?
You might accidently find his secret stash of lollipops..
You thought it'd a nice blackmail material...but..
Elias is always A MILE ahead
I'm afraid he probably has more blackmail material than Leo
So you better pretend you never saw it
Jo..JO JO JO!
Oh the only girlfriend we love...
He literally understands everything!
You're feeling down? He'll switch to fem version and let you vrnt your feelings out.
And if you want to talk about fashion or stuff, she's right hereeee
You know what? He's not a bad cook either. While Sho's a good cook, Jo's cooking has more..homely feeling to it?
I think i should stop bringing "food" as an HC every alternative house..
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Omg can you belive it how much i procastinated while making it? I started writing this on 21st of march.... :')
Summary: MC who loves doodling on her lover's arm
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Featuring ghoul - Leo, Haru, Yuri, Lucas, Mio
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Leo Kurosagi
He's only holding your hand and you took that as a green light to doodle on it?
Honestly, he doesn't mind it.
As long as you stay quiet and let him eavesdrop peacefully
Hey, If it's nice he's gonna flex it on his social media
Even if you're not an artist......he ain't washing it away right then
I think he'll let it be on his skin for as long as possible WITHOUT compromising his hygiene ofc
He definitely finds himself staring at his hand, but he'll deny it if you point it out.
Definitely gets teased by Sho because back then when he did something similar? Leo would rub that ink off his skin immediately.
He doesn't mind being your personal canvas, it's up to you whether you can manage the small jabs of insult or mockery he throws at you when you're working on your masterpiece
Sagara Haru
His hand already has plenty of scars from the anomalies' scratches or bites ;-;
I doubt you'll even find him sitting idle but as someone forced to study physics, lets assume the otherwise ^^
You can go paste stickers oh his prosthetic arm he doesn't mind, it's cute.
but....
NOT A DROP OF INK ON PEEKABOO!
And if you still try to make the poor anomaly your canvas....he's gonna run and avoid you like he avoids Taiga
Yuri Isami
The moment the tip of your pen [or whatever you'd rather use] makes contact with his skin, he retracts his arm like that was a blazing hot flame.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?
He's yelling at you, calling your behaviour highly unprofessional for even a novice.
Though his ears are tinted an obvious scarlet that even a colourblind would notice...
Don't point it out though...
I feel like he might give in to that pout of yours when he forbids you to doodle on his arm
But he'll only allow you something like 0.001mm of ink/day only
Anything more than at, he's confiscating your pen
Probably tries to innovate a skin-friendly ink exclusively for you
Lucas Errant
He doesn't mind it as well
Assumes that you mistook his hand for paper....
Suggests that you should take a break, maybe he has gone a little too hard on you with studies that you probably started experiencing visual Agnosia....
When you explain that you're completely fine and its just something you like to do to, he surely makes a note of this peculiar habit of yours
He finds it cute, the doodle.
Tries to copy it down....and.....yk how it ends =)
Nonetheless, he's being rewarded with cuddles
Mio Susuhara
He won't mind it eitherrrr
He's probably too focused to notice you doodling on his arm
I think you wight find some rough calculations on his arm....
now its YOU questioning the ghoul
He's an engineer...and engineering requires a LOTS of MATHS. You cannot calculate everything in your head, so he carries a small notepad to do it..now where is this notepad, you may ask? Of course, Shion hid it.
....Now how did you end up being his personal calculator-?
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Featuring ghouls: Romeo, Haku, Towa, Leo, Haru, Taiga, Lyca
Guess what, you have your first date. WITH. YOUR. FAVOURITE. GHOUL.
Of course you had to get ready! So here you were, all done, just standing by the mirror applying a lip tint for a final touch before your date decided to barge into your room, startling you and boom, the colour is now smeared over your face..oops?
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Romeo S. Lucci:
You were testing his patience.
He told you to be ready by 6:00...and its 6:01.
You're well aware he doesn't like waiting!
So he kicked open the door to your rroom like an like he's doing an income tax raid...
...
...
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?"
He's genuinely staring at you like you've committed a crime!
Well crime against makeup/skincare/Fashion = crime against Romeo
Nope.
That's unacceptable.
You're supposed to be his date tonight. HIS. THE Romeo Scorpius Lucci.
You..are not allowed to "embarrass" him with that look.
He'd snatch the tube from you and glare at it with disdain.
Not only you look like a cheap horror movie character..but you dare use a "cheap" brand!?
He's throwing it out. Doesn't care if it was your favourite or new.
Fico is going to "refine" your vanity table too now...
Also, he's oing to do your makeup for you. He doesn't trust anything in your hands now.
Don't even think about arguing that it was his fault he literally barged into your room without knocking. He won't accept his fault yk?
Haku Kusanagi
He didn't mean to startle you.
He just happened to find a cursed object in the cathedral...
But..oh-
"Haku! Look you made me ruin my face!"
"Ah..my bad, though...I wanted to ruin it some other way ๐-"
Is that pillow flying towards him-?
Towa Otonashi
With Towa, date...is not exactly what normal people call it. Tbh You don't know if it's a date even.
It's just stargazing under his favourite tree with him.
Simple, yes, but romantic.
You just wanted to look good for him, even if you're not going out of the campus.
And yes you were late.
When it comes to you, Towa is not exactly patient.
You said you'd meet him tonight... the moon is already out, where are you, dandelion?
So, here he was, looking for you. The moment he saw your figure through the window of your room? He wasted no time.
You didn't even realise when he had entered your room from that window until he threw himself over you in a tighttttttttt embrace, making happy noises.
But those turned into disapproving whines the moment he saw smeared colour on your face.
He literally forces you to take it off-
"dandelion is already perfect! Dandelion doesn't need it!"
Another one who throws the tube out of the windoww
Tbh, he doesn't like that. That artificial taste is disgusting! He can't kiss you if you have that on!
Leo Kurosagi
Alright.
Leo? and patience? Nah. Nope. Never. Try convincing me, I won't budge
The moment he sees your startled face?
No time wasted.
You realise what he had done the moment the flash from his phone making you squint your eyes.
another blackmail material added to his private collection. [He'll never post it though]
Haru Sagara
He blinks. [well, not exactly...just stares for a second-]
Then-
GYAHAHA -#1
He'd apologise the moment you shoot a glare at him.
Though his grin is infectious.
It's hard to stay mad at himmmm
He'd grab a tissue and wipe the excess from your face
He finds you cute anyways
"Clowns attract clowns" that's what Ren would've said- <- it was just a joke T^T
Taiga Hoshibami
...His presence is only noticed by you when you hear the sharp clink of his gun..
"Who are you."
....
The moment he realises its you, he laughs.
GYAHAHA -#2
What are you doing kitty?
I don't know how things escalated, but somehow, the door is locked now and you 2 are- AHEM. I ain't completing the sentence!
Lyca Colt
...Why are you painting your face-?
He genuinely had no idea such things existed.
he mistook the lip-tint for paint...
Now you have to teach him 2 things. 1: It's not paint, 2: Knock before you enter.
