Hello! If you're taking song suggestions, what do you think about SOS from Rihanna?
I found out about the song recently and it reminded me a lot of Cater and what he likely feels about Yuu so I'd love to hear your thoughts about it!
Also as a massive Vil fan I adore your fics of Vil and it made me adore him even more! - 💜
Hi anon! Thank you for your kind words 🥹 It makes me happy to know that you like the Vil fics!!! And oh boyy SOS?? 👀
I've listened to it before and never really paid attention to the lyrics but now that you brought it up!!! Every SINGLE line of the song is interesting!!! And like you said its very fitting for Cater!!! Like, imagine him in his room, staying up all night. Doing his nightly routine of stalking the prefect's Magicam and just staring at their pictures with heart eyes👀
He's seriously going crazy just by the sight of the prefect and seeing them during the day in the school hallways is just not enough! He's tossing and turning, imagining what it would be like being in a relationship with the prefect.
My tummy's up in knots so when I see you I get so hot
My common sense is out the door, can't seem to find the lock
And it's not just pictures of the prefect from their Magicam! Cater boasts a MASSIVE collection of photos that might even rival Rook's. Closing the Magicam tab, you’ll be taken to his gallery. There are possibly hundreds, if not thousands?! While not all are candid shots, there are those fortunate moments when he captured hundreds of selfies with the prefect in just one sitting. But that’s not all! He has also created collages featuring both himself and the prefect, just like those teenage girls who make collages of their celebrity crushes! (wait they do that right like its a thing with teenagers in the 2000s or smtg)
Anyway, he almost let out a squeal just looking at the masterpieces he created that he nearly woke up his roommate! Or maybe he did that on purpose because he does need someone else's help to calm his heart from bursting!
Thank you for the suggestion anon! I had fun writing this!
Thank you for asking😭😭😭 for SOME reason tumblr didn't notify me the other asks that went in from over a MONTH ago and your ask was the one that led me to them 😭 its soo weird bc I've been on for time to time but tumblr just didn't notify the inbox??? Like I said in the other asks perhaps the asks went in when I was online therefore the notification didn't pop up???
Anyway honestly I don't really have any fully fledged new ideas these days, there are a few though incomplete but I haven't found any songs that inspire me yet. I got like a list of twst casts I haven't written about but want to and aiming (hopefully) to write all the students (minus Ortho, maybe, but he can be more of a brotherly figure, I guess). On the other hand, I've also thought of making continuations to the existing ones, but I'll see... I just know the ideas would come naturally, and like I said, I have like short ideas coming through, but I just need to finalize them.
IRL-wise, my lack of ideas could be caused by stress because job hunting is still going... abysmal. I'm at a point where I'm contacting people I don't talk anymore just for this 😭 there is an obligation I need to fulfill that requires me to work for few years minimum plus it would be great if i got income because I don't want to be a burden to my family. Deep down I'm still optimistic... maybe? that I will get out of this but everything just wears me out 😭
Writing on this blog does help me to fill the emptiness and entertain me too but I just got carried away with life these days. I'll probably post something soon enough!! Cuz I do want to get back to writing than just not doing anything ashshds
I dont quite know the english lyrics for the song Rare(from fragaria memories, being Rimicha's center song). But! If you are taking suggestions! Id definitely recommend atleast checking it out. Cause it feels like something that would fit in with your writing. I cant explain it but it just fits it somehow. Although I could be wrong. You dont have to listen to my suggestion!
Hi!!! and first of all I'm so sorry for the late LATE one month reply😭😭😭 tumblr is being weird for not giving me any notifications for my inbox, or perhaps the ask came in when I was online and didn't show up ajfdjh I promise I never meant to ignore you or discourage you 😭
OOh Fragaria Memories 👀 I've seen some people talking about it from time to time but I'm not too familiar with it, though I still find it interesting! Plus, I had some small thoughts about using songs from other Joseimukes. Looking through bits of the English lyrics, my first thought is Idia...? Do correct me if I'm wrong! Or perhaps Azul, too. By the vibes, it's like they could go mad for being desperate to please the prefect, but at the same time they don't feel like they're enough(?) and self-depracating? The very last line is interesting, "Please, please accept all of me, this Specialty!" By the looks of it, the actual lyrics may not be specific to romance, but it's still applicable!
hi hi hi im back again so my page screwed up and I had to rewrite this but I have more fragaria songs id say could be fun to write
Tied 2 order
Bye-Bye(maybe stretch but idk)
Like you dont have to write them but holy cow tied 2 order is like peak riddle song.
I had to put that version sry.
But like it fits him so well?? Like its illegal to fit that well
Omg I could just tell by the title alone too it could pass as a Riddle solo ahahsha I gave a listen and looked at the lyrics and right off the bat it's the perfect Riddle song as you said! It's as if, the perfectionist Riddle he is is doing anything to give his love for the prefect. Like being strict to himself on how to court them, restricting them with his rules, and maybe begging for their love(?). These two lines sums up everything,
"I tied you 2 order as if giving you my luv"
"I'm still a long way from the dignified and noble longing, but can I love you like this too?"
Hi hun,❣️anon here! Just finished reading your Leona fic and loving it because :
1. Your writing is scrumptious (like always, I keep rereading all of them 😋)
2. You put my fav baker in there 🥹🥹
Now, I was wondering if you will ‘continue’ Leona fic but from Trey’s POV after this? Since you also add in some reference from Jamil fic in this one (and also Rielle’s in Azul fic 👀👀) or will you be writing for another character first?? 👀👀
Oh and also, remember to take breaks from time to time, you’ve been cooking well these past few days!! 🤗🤗
Hi ❣️ anon!!!! first of all I'm truly sorry for the late LATE one month reply😭 I've been online from time to time but for some reason tumblr never gave me any notifications for my inbox??? Like I swear I don't mean to ignore you (or everyone else who sent an ask dhfh). It could be that the ask went in when I was on the app and the notif didn't show up??? I hope you accept my apology 😭 but to answer your interesting ask:
NGL I did think of a sequel to that scenario in either Trey or Deuce. It could take place in the Heartslabyul dorm where the reader and Trey are taking care of Ace. Ace, still limping, is resting in his room while the other two are in the dorm kitchen. Just the two of them alone, perhaps doing something with the leaves they got, like brewing them or whatnot. Then, for some odd reason, Trey just can't stop thinking about the events that happened earlier. Why was the reader with Him? Why did they seem so close? Why was his tail wrapped around their arm? Is there something special between them that he's unaware of...? With all thoughts rushing through his mind, he just remains silent, making the prefect worried. Let's say the prefect is standing by a counter, maybe in front of the stove, doing something. Before they realized it, Trey was behind them and trapped them from behind, with his chest very close to their back. Panicked about what is happening, the prefect's words just died down with Trey's head leaning so close to their neck and shoulder. With the heavy, intimidating air he's emanating, he finally voices his jealousy,
"Is there something between you and that Lion Prince?"
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I've thought of Deuce too because I wanted him to be jealous of his buddy for having the prefect taking care of him, but as a continuation to the Leona fic, Trey is definitely more suitable. BUT MY MAIN PROBLEM is just I don't have a song in mind to fit the scenario😭😭😭 I've thought of finally writing something without any song involved but I just feel that with a song it makes the scenario more whole.
once again I'm sorry for the late response 😭 hope to see you again ❣️ anon!!!
a/n: initially it was meant to be a background character but i felt like adding spice into it and i rarely see these two in the same picture or anything soooo
c/w: soft yandere, featuring Trey
now playing: kali uchis - territorial
It was the dawn of spring at Night Ravel College, where a vibrant array of flora thrived, from blooming flowers to lush green grass. The gentle winds whispered through the leaves, serenading all with their calming melodies. Winds rustling the leaves, singing soothing songs into one's ears. Students strolled leisurely across the campus, their laughter and chatter blending harmoniously with the sounds of nature.
On an ordinary day, when the moment arises, a certain lion finds himself peacefully asleep in the woods behind the campus. Kingscholar, with his eyes gently closed and lying on his side, uses his arm as a makeshift pillow. Unlike before, when he would retreat to his hidden nest during class hours, the prince now arrives immediately after classes end. Ruggie sees this as a positive shift, as the prince claims that the change is attributed to his princely duties. However, unbeknownst to everyone, this transformation is motivated by a certain 'herbivore,' although he is too proud to admit it.
While still lying on the ground, he hears footsteps crunching on the grass, drawing closer to his location. Leona initially decides to ignore it, feeling too lethargic to investigate the source of the noise. The prince is hidden behind some bushes, with a tree at his back, ensuring he remains inconspicuous to the approaching figure. However, even as the footsteps move away, he continues to hear rustling sounds from the bushes slightly further, which continues to irritate him despite the sounds being softer. Thus, the lion finally opens his eyes and, still on the ground, lazily pushes aside the bush in front of him with his arm. To his surprise, he finds himself staring at the very person who had invaded his heart.
Night Raven College's very own magicless prefect is crouched low, searching for something hidden within a bush. Unaware of the feline eyes watching them
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It felt as though time had frozen. As the prince's arm eased from brushing aside the foliage, his gaze fixed on the figure crouched in the grass. Ever since the prefect made an appearance following the overblot incident, he has experienced an unprecedented drive in his life. With their kind eyes and tranquil presence, Leona had always felt seen by them. During difficult moments, the prefect consistently appeared just when needed. Without telling his entire story, they offered him compassion and understanding that surpassed anything he had experienced with others.
Even when he occasionally pushed people away, they approached him gently, alleviating his frustrations with grace and care. He would never confess it, but he longs for more of that connection with them. Furthermore, he wouldn't want anyone else to share a similar experience with them—not at all. However, he’s not naive; he knows he’s not the only one who feels this way. His gaze remains locked on their face, completely unaware that the prefect has risen from their crouched position and is now fully aware of his stare.
"Ah, just like how we first met, didn't know you were here. Hope I'm not disturbing you?" Yet the prince is silent, his gaze is fixed on the prefect without so much as a blink. They appear somewhat unsettled by his unusual demeanor, as he typically voices complaints about their presence or makes a sarcastic comment here and there. Instead, he is completely still.
“Um, hello? Is Leona there?” The prefect approaches the lion, lowering themselves to his eye level, and waves their hand in front of him. To their surprise, Leona reaches out, gently taking hold of their hand. His grip is slightly firm, with his fingers interlacing with theirs. This unexpected gesture astonishes the prefect, leaving her bewildered by both the situation and his behavior. Additionally, the position they are in is rather awkward since he is still laying down, while the prefect sits on the ground. Before the prefect could say anything, the prince starts to speak.
“…What brings you here?” His voice was soft and gentle, a stark contrast to his usual demeanor. His eyes softened as they regarded the prefect. The wind rustled in the background, lending a cinematic quality to the moment. This was not the cold, grumpy Leona the prefect was accustomed to; instead, a surprising warmth and comfort were radiating from him. The prefect is unaware of the subtle pink hues on the lion's visage and simply assumes that he is still in his drowsy state from napping.
"Still sleepy, huh? I came to look for a certain leaf I was told could be used for healing." Although still perplexed by the appearance of the beastman before them, they press on, "I need it 'cuz Ace had gotten into uh, a tiny bit of an accident and hurt his foot." Leona simply hums in response to the prefect's words. Maintaining his gentle and unique demeanor, he replies.
"That punk is never careful, huh? Making things hard for you." His thumb gently shifts while still intertwined with the prefect's fingers, almost as if he is softly caressing their hand.
"Well, uh, it wasn't really his fault, actually. It was a whole thing, and there were other students involved, but I just want to try to help." Both individuals paused in silence for a brief moment. Surrounded by a gentle, tranquil atmosphere, with pleasant weather and the shade of the trees, everything felt wonderfully cozy. Unexpectedly, a voice from afar interrupts the moment.
"Prefect! I found them!" Upon hearing the voice, the prefect instinctively looks behind them.
"Really? Trey! I'm here." Displeased with the interruption and the direction things were heading, Leona reluctantly released his grip on the prefect's hand, despite his strong desire to hold on. Some footsteps could be heard coming near. With a few bushes parted, the green-haired Heartslabyul Vice comes into view. As soon as the boys' eyes meet, a tension begins to arise; little did the prefect know.
I get territorial
“Ah, perfect! You're with Leona! It's great to see you here, isn’t it?” Trey maintains a friendly smile, though he feels a twinge of discomfort at seeing his beloved prefect so close to the lion. He isn't pleased with the situation. Leona, on the other hand, shows his irritation and clicks his tongue as he sits up.
You should know what's mine is mine
Don't try and pretend to be my friend
Neither boy is pleased with the current situation. Although Leona typically pretends to be indifferent and distances himself from the prefect, he isn't ready to let go so easily this time. He was just enjoying a perfect moment alone with them, and he refused to let another man come in and take the prefect away. Moreover, he sees through Trey’s “friendly” facade. Leona is aware that the other boy is also vying for the prefect's attention, and he finds that deeply unsettling. Determined to assert his dominance, Leona decides to intervene a bit. Thus, a small smug look forms on the beastman's face.
At first it was just laughable
Now you're getting me out of character
"Say, Clover, don't you have a club meeting at this hour? Aren't you supposed to prioritize school over meddling with your junior?" As Trey observes, the beastman's tail wraps around the prefect's arm, which is still resting on the ground. Taken aback by the unexpected touch, the prefect glances at Leona. The proximity between the prince and the prefect irritates Trey just enough to push him to the brink, though he maintains his smile.
“Actually,” the Heartslabyul Vice said, crouching down to meet the prefect and Leona at eye level. He transferred a handful of leaves into the prefect's other hand while gripping their hand with a possessive air. “This is my club activity. I’ve decided to assist the prefect in helping their friend, especially since that friend is also a fellow Heartslabyul member. After all, as Vice, shouldn’t I be involved in this too?” The entire situation perplexed the prefect, but they chose to let it play out. Slowly tugging on the prefect's hand, he pulled both of them to their feet, forcing the beastman's tail to let go of their other hand. Trey does all of this while maintaining steady eye contact with Leona. Both boys are still exchanging glares.
"Shouldn't it be you who shouldn't be meddling with the prefect?" Trey counters, raising an eyebrow in challenge. Leona lets out a soft chuckle, a low sound that seemed to resonate with the very earth beneath them.
“Meddling?” he echoed, his voice smooth and confident. “I prefer to think of it as ensuring the prefect is surrounded by the right kind of company.”
Yeah, it's cool
The prefect, caught between the two, couldn't help but feel a mix of amusement and exasperation. Their friends were protective, that much was clear, but the subtle rivalry was beginning to feel like an elaborate dance of words and gestures. Trey's smile widened, though there was a sharpness to it now.
Once I claim my territory
“And what makes you so sure you're the right company?” he challenged, his tone still friendly but with an underlying tension. Leona's eyes glinted with mischief.
I get territorial
“Oh, I think the prefect can decide that for themselves,” he replied, glancing at them with a knowing look, as if sharing a private joke. The prefect sighed softly, shaking their head. Trey nearly showed himself to be gritting his teeth, but his patience was still holding him.
“You both are ridiculous, you know that? I appreciate the concerns, but we need to get down to work. Ace is waiting.” They gently freed their hand from Trey's grip, offering a reassuring smile to both boys, to which one looked away with some slight embarrassment. The lion, on the other hand, does not concern himself much with their remark.
"Oops, my bad," The beastman leans against the tree, settling back into a relaxed stance, accompanied by a sly smirk. "It's just my claws come out fast when they try to crawl to my territory." Trey may have an idea of what the other person is saying, but the prefect remains unaware and chooses to simply let him be.
“Well, we’ll be on our way then. Hope you have a restful nap, Leona.” The beastman merely hums in response, opening one eye to observe the two figures retreating from him. However, the green-haired vice glances back, almost as if issuing a warning to the beastman. Leona merely sighs, unconcerned, fully aware that he has successfully provoked the other guy. Someday he'll have his prefect all to himself with no one to disturb, but today seems just not the day.
Thinking about writing for yandere Sebek,, there are two ways ppl write him here hes either abrasive and looks down upon (human and magicless) reader or put them on the same pedestal as Malleus and honestly? I like the latter more. Maybe its bc i’m not into degradation and being treated that way but I just wanna watch him being a loser (lovingly) and desperately do anything to please the reader. Quite a similar situation to Vil where some writers write him a bit harsh (personally,,, in my opinion,,, at least) to polish the reader further and call them things like potato or smtg else supposedly ‘ugly’ (i know not exactly in an offensive way but u get what i mean) but i prefer the more loving and doting version of writing yandere him
Idk regardless of their personalities i think i just prefer these men to worship the floor the reader walks on (it would still work trust)
a/n: initially it was meant to be a background character but i felt like adding spice into it and i rarely see these two in the same picture or anything soooo
c/w: soft yandere, featuring Trey
now playing: kali uchis - territorial
It was the dawn of spring at Night Ravel College, where a vibrant array of flora thrived, from blooming flowers to lush green grass. The gentle winds whispered through the leaves, serenading all with their calming melodies. Winds rustling the leaves, singing soothing songs into one's ears. Students strolled leisurely across the campus, their laughter and chatter blending harmoniously with the sounds of nature.
On an ordinary day, when the moment arises, a certain lion finds himself peacefully asleep in the woods behind the campus. Kingscholar, with his eyes gently closed and lying on his side, uses his arm as a makeshift pillow. Unlike before, when he would retreat to his hidden nest during class hours, the prince now arrives immediately after classes end. Ruggie sees this as a positive shift, as the prince claims that the change is attributed to his princely duties. However, unbeknownst to everyone, this transformation is motivated by a certain 'herbivore,' although he is too proud to admit it.
While still lying on the ground, he hears footsteps crunching on the grass, drawing closer to his location. Leona initially decides to ignore it, feeling too lethargic to investigate the source of the noise. The prince is hidden behind some bushes, with a tree at his back, ensuring he remains inconspicuous to the approaching figure. However, even as the footsteps move away, he continues to hear rustling sounds from the bushes slightly further, which continues to irritate him despite the sounds being softer. Thus, the lion finally opens his eyes and, still on the ground, lazily pushes aside the bush in front of him with his arm. To his surprise, he finds himself staring at the very person who had invaded his heart.
Night Raven College's very own magicless prefect is crouched low, searching for something hidden within a bush. Unaware of the feline eyes watching them
₊˚✩彡
It felt as though time had frozen. As the prince's arm eased from brushing aside the foliage, his gaze fixed on the figure crouched in the grass. Ever since the prefect made an appearance following the overblot incident, he has experienced an unprecedented drive in his life. With their kind eyes and tranquil presence, Leona had always felt seen by them. During difficult moments, the prefect consistently appeared just when needed. Without telling his entire story, they offered him compassion and understanding that surpassed anything he had experienced with others.
Even when he occasionally pushed people away, they approached him gently, alleviating his frustrations with grace and care. He would never confess it, but he longs for more of that connection with them. Furthermore, he wouldn't want anyone else to share a similar experience with them—not at all. However, he’s not naive; he knows he’s not the only one who feels this way. His gaze remains locked on their face, completely unaware that the prefect has risen from their crouched position and is now fully aware of his stare.
"Ah, just like how we first met, didn't know you were here. Hope I'm not disturbing you?" Yet the prince is silent, his gaze is fixed on the prefect without so much as a blink. They appear somewhat unsettled by his unusual demeanor, as he typically voices complaints about their presence or makes a sarcastic comment here and there. Instead, he is completely still.
“Um, hello? Is Leona there?” The prefect approaches the lion, lowering themselves to his eye level, and waves their hand in front of him. To their surprise, Leona reaches out, gently taking hold of their hand. His grip is slightly firm, with his fingers interlacing with theirs. This unexpected gesture astonishes the prefect, leaving her bewildered by both the situation and his behavior. Additionally, the position they are in is rather awkward since he is still laying down, while the prefect sits on the ground. Before the prefect could say anything, the prince starts to speak.
“…What brings you here?” His voice was soft and gentle, a stark contrast to his usual demeanor. His eyes softened as they regarded the prefect. The wind rustled in the background, lending a cinematic quality to the moment. This was not the cold, grumpy Leona the prefect was accustomed to; instead, a surprising warmth and comfort were radiating from him. The prefect is unaware of the subtle pink hues on the lion's visage and simply assumes that he is still in his drowsy state from napping.
"Still sleepy, huh? I came to look for a certain leaf I was told could be used for healing." Although still perplexed by the appearance of the beastman before them, they press on, "I need it 'cuz Ace had gotten into uh, a tiny bit of an accident and hurt his foot." Leona simply hums in response to the prefect's words. Maintaining his gentle and unique demeanor, he replies.
"That punk is never careful, huh? Making things hard for you." His thumb gently shifts while still intertwined with the prefect's fingers, almost as if he is softly caressing their hand.
"Well, uh, it wasn't really his fault, actually. It was a whole thing, and there were other students involved, but I just want to try to help." Both individuals paused in silence for a brief moment. Surrounded by a gentle, tranquil atmosphere, with pleasant weather and the shade of the trees, everything felt wonderfully cozy. Unexpectedly, a voice from afar interrupts the moment.
"Prefect! I found them!" Upon hearing the voice, the prefect instinctively looks behind them.
"Really? Trey! I'm here." Displeased with the interruption and the direction things were heading, Leona reluctantly released his grip on the prefect's hand, despite his strong desire to hold on. Some footsteps could be heard coming near. With a few bushes parted, the green-haired Heartslabyul Vice comes into view. As soon as the boys' eyes meet, a tension begins to arise; little did the prefect know.
I get territorial
“Ah, perfect! You're with Leona! It's great to see you here, isn’t it?” Trey maintains a friendly smile, though he feels a twinge of discomfort at seeing his beloved prefect so close to the lion. He isn't pleased with the situation. Leona, on the other hand, shows his irritation and clicks his tongue as he sits up.
You should know what's mine is mine
Don't try and pretend to be my friend
Neither boy is pleased with the current situation. Although Leona typically pretends to be indifferent and distances himself from the prefect, he isn't ready to let go so easily this time. He was just enjoying a perfect moment alone with them, and he refused to let another man come in and take the prefect away. Moreover, he sees through Trey’s “friendly” facade. Leona is aware that the other boy is also vying for the prefect's attention, and he finds that deeply unsettling. Determined to assert his dominance, Leona decides to intervene a bit. Thus, a small smug look forms on the beastman's face.
At first it was just laughable
Now you're getting me out of character
"Say, Clover, don't you have a club meeting at this hour? Aren't you supposed to prioritize school over meddling with your junior?" As Trey observes, the beastman's tail wraps around the prefect's arm, which is still resting on the ground. Taken aback by the unexpected touch, the prefect glances at Leona. The proximity between the prince and the prefect irritates Trey just enough to push him to the brink, though he maintains his smile.
“Actually,” the Heartslabyul Vice said, crouching down to meet the prefect and Leona at eye level. He transferred a handful of leaves into the prefect's other hand while gripping their hand with a possessive air. “This is my club activity. I’ve decided to assist the prefect in helping their friend, especially since that friend is also a fellow Heartslabyul member. After all, as Vice, shouldn’t I be involved in this too?” The entire situation perplexed the prefect, but they chose to let it play out. Slowly tugging on the prefect's hand, he pulled both of them to their feet, forcing the beastman's tail to let go of their other hand. Trey does all of this while maintaining steady eye contact with Leona. Both boys are still exchanging glares.
"Shouldn't it be you who shouldn't be meddling with the prefect?" Trey counters, raising an eyebrow in challenge. Leona lets out a soft chuckle, a low sound that seemed to resonate with the very earth beneath them.
“Meddling?” he echoed, his voice smooth and confident. “I prefer to think of it as ensuring the prefect is surrounded by the right kind of company.”
Yeah, it's cool
The prefect, caught between the two, couldn't help but feel a mix of amusement and exasperation. Their friends were protective, that much was clear, but the subtle rivalry was beginning to feel like an elaborate dance of words and gestures. Trey's smile widened, though there was a sharpness to it now.
Once I claim my territory
“And what makes you so sure you're the right company?” he challenged, his tone still friendly but with an underlying tension. Leona's eyes glinted with mischief.
I get territorial
“Oh, I think the prefect can decide that for themselves,” he replied, glancing at them with a knowing look, as if sharing a private joke. The prefect sighed softly, shaking their head. Trey nearly showed himself to be gritting his teeth, but his patience was still holding him.
“You both are ridiculous, you know that? I appreciate the concerns, but we need to get down to work. Ace is waiting.” They gently freed their hand from Trey's grip, offering a reassuring smile to both boys, to which one looked away with some slight embarrassment. The lion, on the other hand, does not concern himself much with their remark.
"Oops, my bad," The beastman leans against the tree, settling back into a relaxed stance, accompanied by a sly smirk. "It's just my claws come out fast when they try to crawl to my territory." Trey may have an idea of what the other person is saying, but the prefect remains unaware and chooses to simply let him be.
“Well, we’ll be on our way then. Hope you have a restful nap, Leona.” The beastman merely hums in response, opening one eye to observe the two figures retreating from him. However, the green-haired vice glances back, almost as if issuing a warning to the beastman. Leona merely sighs, unconcerned, fully aware that he has successfully provoked the other guy. Someday he'll have his prefect all to himself with no one to disturb, but today seems just not the day.
a/n: since i still hv plenty (ALOT) of free time my brain is full of ideas, i knew i wanted to use this song and thought he would be the right guy
c/w: yandere, azul touchy and prefect weirded out by it towards the end, no nsfw dw
now playing: the weeknd - die for you
"Hey, table for two, please."
It felt as if the world had hushed in response to that distant voice. Amidst the lively atmosphere of Mostro Lounge, the prefect stood by the entrance, accompanied by their loyal feline companion. Azul, who had just concluded a conversation with a client at the bar counter, caught sight of the figure from a distance and promptly adjusted his blazer. He signaled the twin eels to begin preparations and confidently made his way to the entrance to personally welcome his esteemed guest. He had waited for this moment long enough, and impatience had set in after witnessing a certain unsettling scene from days ago. However, he had learned from that experience and was determined to prove himself.
Now standing directly in front of the prefect, he maintained a gentlemanly posture, the scent of expensive cologne wafting from him, along with a confident smile he had practiced every morning. He was ready to please them in any way possible. With a hand on his chest, Azul confidently addressed the duo,
“Allow me to escort you to the VIP Room, my dearest prefect and Grim.”
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Azul Ashengrotto has consistently been a sophisticated young man. As soon as he rises in the morning, he promptly brushes his teeth, takes a refreshing shower, and selects the tidiest shirt along with the shiniest pair of shoes from his closet. He ties his necktie impeccably and walks with poise. Azul Ashengrotto embodies the essence of a gentleman. After his classes conclude, he arrives at Mostro Lounge, where he manages the establishment like a true leader. Azul’s dedication to excellence is evident in every detail, from the impeccable service to the carefully curated menu. He undertakes these efforts with one goal in mind: to impress a special someone.
However, beneath this polished exterior lies an anxious demeanor. Unbeknownst to everyone else, other than the twin eels, that is, is fear. Azul carries a profound fear, one centered on the special person he holds dear. He has always been afraid that someone else might appear and take them away from him—someone who surpasses him in every conceivable way. And that fear had been heightened after a certain memory from the interscholastic competition between the two schools.
There was a moment when he witnessed that dreadful sea prince beside his prefect with smiles on their faces. It sent shockwaves through his heart, plunging him into the ocean's depths, quite ironically. Since that day, he has committed himself to further self-improvement, striving to be the only man in the prefect's eyes.
And you won't find no one that's better
Now, as the octomer takes the lead for the duo, the prefect hastily catches up, beads of sweat forming and a look of confusion on their face. Meanwhile, Grim follows closely behind, equally bewildered by the unusual treatment.
'Cause I'm right for you, babe
"Azul! I don't think this is necessary-"
"No need to fret, my pearl. I only dream of serving you to the fullest. Please, come with me." Azul maintains a perfect smile as he analyzes each detail of the prefect's troubled visage.
I think I'm right for you, babe.
He continues to walk confidently towards the VIP Room, with the two following him without any choice. Grim leaps onto the prefect's shoulder and leans in closely to whisper a reassuring thought, hoping to ease their concerns despite it being motivated mostly by his growling stomach.
“Henchman, consider this: everything might turn out just fine! Besides, we get the finest treatment in the lounge! Just think about the delicious food!”
"Yes, but..."
It was meant to be a simple yet somewhat special dinner for the two of them, possibly to celebrate their success after the interscholastic competition. However, the prefect envisioned it as a cozy gathering exclusively for Grim and themselves. While the venue was relatively upscale by NRC standards, they certainly didn't anticipate the extraordinary experience that Azul was about to provide. Standing right in front of the VIP Room, Azul opens the door for the two to enter.
"Now, please."
The prefect hesitates for a moment, glancing at Grim, who is already envisioning the sumptuous feast awaiting them inside. With a resigned sigh, they step into the room, feeling a mix of trepidation and curiosity about what Azul has planned.
The VIP Room is a masterpiece of elegance, walls filled with numerous books and adorned with soft, ambient lighting that casts a golden glow across the room. Azul gestures for them to take a seat at an exquisitely set table on one side of the room next to the glass wall that separates them from the underwater view; every detail speaks of meticulous care and refinement. A single rose in an elegant bud vase is placed in the middle of the table. The aroma of a carefully curated menu wafts through the air, hinting at the culinary delights to come.
As they settle in, Azul takes a moment to compose himself, his usually confident demeanor showing a hint of vulnerability. He clears his throat, his voice steady yet gentle as he speaks.
"I wanted to express my gratitude for your friendship and support. You've been a significant part of my journey, and I hoped to share this moment with you."
The prefect maintains a contemplative silence, acknowledging what has been said, yet remains unconvinced by his attempts. Grim, meanwhile, is already eyeing the menu, his earlier worries forgotten in the face of the impending feast. They glance at Azul, a question evident in their expression as one eyebrow arches.
“Do we get to choose what we eat?”
“There’s no need for that. The exquisite meals have been carefully crafted by the skilled chefs at Mostro Lounge, specifically for tonight. Everything will be taken care of by us.”Azul continues, gesturing to two dressed Octavinelle students to serve the meals onto the table. "Each dish tells a story, crafted with passion and precision, much like our time together."
I don't want this feelin', I can't afford love
Immediately after thoughtfully setting the meals from the tray on the table, the students quickly dart out of the room, as if overcome by fear. The prefect glances at the spread, the exquisite aromas wafting through the air. There is a pause, a moment where words seem unnecessary, replaced by the shared understanding of the effort and care poured into this meeting.
I try to find a reason to pull us apart
Grim, eager to dive into the culinary delights, exclaims, “This looks amazing! I can't wait to dig in!” His enthusiasm breaks the tension, bringing a smile to Azul's face. The prefect decides to loosen up for the meantime, for as long as their feline companion is in a good mood.
It ain't workin' 'cause you're perfect
The octomer watches the prefect, who has just begun to eat, with fondness, though the prefect remains unaware of his gaze. He strolls over to his desk and takes a seat, grabbing a handful of papers to continue his duties as a housewarden.
And I know that you're worth it
Occasionally, he glances at the prefect to observe their reactions. The evening unfolds with a gentle grace, and though his heart still holds its secret, he knows he is one step closer to revealing it.
I can't walk away
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After finishing their meal, the prefect stands up to pay, but Azul quickly intervenes, reminding them that the lounge has already taken care of the bill. Throughout this encounter, the prefect can't shake the feeling of suspicion towards the octomer. They watch him closely as he sits calmly at his desk, though a hint of anxiety lurks beneath the surface.
The prefect then signals for Grim to exit the room first, which causes the direbeast to glance back at them with a touch of concern, despite being satisfied from the meal. They offer reassurance, prompting Grim to look back once more before leaving. Meanwhile, they maintain a somewhat stern expression directed at Azul.
"Look, I don't know why you're doing this," the prefect said, pausing briefly to reconsider how to handle the situation. However, with time running short, they chose not to pursue the matter further, while still remaining on guard.
“But I truly appreciate it.” The prefect instinctively clenches their hand into a fist, then pivots their body towards the exit door while keeping their face slightly directed towards the octomer behind them.
"I guess I'll see you in class tomorrow." Without making a sound, Azul rises, his face displaying an emotion that is difficult to put into words. He poses a question, tinged with a hint of underlying fear.
"... Do you like him?" The prefect swiftly turned their head toward the boy in response to the question, their expression revealing a mix of confusion and unease.
"Pardon?" Azul approaches them with palpable tension in every step, unexpectedly grasping the prefect's hand. Holding it gently between his own, he caresses it affectionately, much to the prefect's growing discomfort. His eyes remain fixed on theirs, and show a hint of desperation coming from his voice.
"Please... don't choose him,"
"What?" He gently guides their hand to his face, positioning their palm towards his mouth, and closes his eyes with full passion. As he softly kisses their hand, they find themselves momentarily at a loss for words, stammering in response to what they intend to say.
"A-Azul, I don't know what you're talking about!" The prefect tries to withdraw their hand, but he tightens his grip instead. He gently places their hand against his cheek and gazes at them with a steady, unwavering look.
I would die for you,
"Is there someone inside your heart...?
I would lie for you
"No...?" With their proximity alarmingly close, Azul swiftly wraps his arm around the prefect's waist and pulls them into a tight embrace. The octomer's hold is so powerful that it almost takes the prefect’s breath away. They can feel his urgency as one arm secures their waist while the other rests softly on their shoulder. He embraces them as if they were about to disappear. Tenderly, he presses his cheek against the prefect's neck, a gesture brimming with affection.
Keep it real with you,
"Azul..."
I would kill for you, my baby
"Don't choose anyone else but me, especially not him..."
Hi hun! This is the anon who ask you if you will use the song 'FU in you my head'. I just wanna say thank you for answering my question, it means a lot to me since it was my first ask to anyone in tumblr 🥰🥰 (hope it doesn't sound cringy 😅)
But ya, going back to that ask, girl you are COOKING!! I can definitely see Ace in this situation (and can you imagine when MC notices Ace staring at them and waving their hands like, dude why are you looking at me like that??? 😑😑 or maybe Deuce too?? Brother you need to stay focus-) and I 110% agree that the first years fit this kind of scenario since they also hang around MC more often (huh I can smell jealousy, where is it coming from?? 👀👀)
But when you say Jamil, Azul and jade (even Riddle) can fit this scenario, I immediately go ‘YASS YOU’RE RIGHT!! 😫😫’ (I think it’s just me, but I really like the trope where people have this innocent looking face or very uptight on the surface but a complete 180 difference on their mind 🤭) I also agree with you that the third years are just gonna be bold about it (especially Vil, Malleus and Leona. They know they’re hot- 😅) but I can see Trey fit this scenario (or maybe Lilia and Rook) they just looking at MC, harmless smile on their face while their mind is doing a marathon. 😅😅
And the perfume, girl you just open a Pandora box (for our MC, dang they are working over time rn 😮💨😮💨). I can definitely see Savanaclaw’s students affected by it the most (since I assume they have sharper sense of smell?? 🤨) but if the entire class with the whole main cast find this out (or maybe cafeteria? It might be an overstretched though but when MC walk pass someone they can definitely catch their perfume 😳😳), there’s definitely some tension in the air (somebody bring me some popcorn rn 🤭🤭) and don’t get me started with RSA students- 😵💫😵💫😵💫
Oh ya, like you stated earlier, you don’t have to make it too explicit (some things best left unsaid and leave it to one’s imagination y’know? just some *wink wink* *nudge nudge* will do 😂) but the possibilities! 🤩🤩 (as long as you are comfortable with it, you should be writing things that you wanna write hun 😙😙)
Ok I should stop ranting rn. Sorry if it’s too long (or if my grammar suck 😅) I just got excited to be able to share my idea with you and I really appreciate it that you’re willing to share your thoughts on it. Also, can I be your❣️anon? 🥹🥹🙏 Thank you for coming to my Ted-talk, have a pleasant day or night! 🤗🤗🤗
Hey its all good!! You can come anytime and share your very interesting ideas!!👀 and of course you can be ❣️anon!! Honestly I had so much fun with the idea and now that you mentioned ittt Ace and Deuce would be a great combo in this scenario too, in the end Deuce may get guilty having those thoughts and confide to Ace about it but Ace just teases him even though he’s being a hypocrite AHAH and with the scent!! Since you mentioned about Savannaclaw they should be more sensitive about it👀 (why didn’t I think of that—) Jack could get a lil shy about your new scent while having thoughts about you while Ruggie (and Leona if he’s feeling it👀) would poke fun/tease the reader in attempt to get closer 🤭 and yes!! Like you said No need to get too explicit cuz some things are much fun when you let one’s interpretation/imagination run wild🙂↕️
I might use this idea and the previous anon for Rielle for future writings though it may take time cuz I don’t wanna post stuff too close to each other but once again thank you ❣️ anon!! Come again whenever you want!!
Hi hun, this is not a request btw. Just wanna let you know that I love, LOVE your writing! 🥰🥰
Other than that, I was wondering if you will use the song, ‘FU in my head’ for a character. Imagine one of the boys (or maybe all of them at this point 😅) having like ‘adult fantasies’ about MC (they must have at least once or twice) since you know, teenage hormones all that jazz 😅😅
Idk, what do you think about this
Hi anon!! Oooh I’ve never heard of this song before you mentioned it and now that I’ve listened to it the lyrics are very interesting!!👀 Since you mentioned about teenage hormones with the scenario being depicted in the lyrics the first character I see is Ace for some reason. Like imagine him and the reader alone in the room, him sitting across them. Gazing at the reader’s face, slowly without him realizing, he analyze each detail of their face then down to their lips and he imagines things about it or he recalled a certain memory where he thought of the reader in one night 👀 Though I’m still shy to write NSFW stuff and I don’t need to make it too explicit too it’s still an interesting idea!! I can see any of the first years fitting for this scenario since they’re more rebellious in some way! I see Jamil and maybe Azul or Jade for the second years (maybe Riddle too honestly to add more spice so in the end he gets guilty for having thoughts about it agshsg), though I’m not too sure for the third years. Because if it were Vil I think he would be tad bit more bold about it? Similarly to Malleus.
I’m personally struck by the line “I'm stuttering every time that I'm catching your scent.” ANDD since you mentioned everyone at the same time, imagine one day the reader bought a new perfume thanks to Crowley feeling generous or another student gave one to them. They wear it the next day and enters a class with the whole main cast in it, or if it were only the first years (again with the teenage hormones) they’re having a mini study session together at Ramshackle, then they smell the new scent and went crazy with itt👀👀👀
I think it’s a great idea overall!!! Perhaps if new ideas come to mind to finalize the idea I think it’s a verrryyy interesting fic to share to the class👀👀 I had fun brainstorming this so thank you so much anon for the suggestion!!!
And I’m so glad to know you enjoy and love my writing🥹🩷 thank you!!
I don't know if you accept requests or suggestions, but I've been listening to ABBA's "Lay All Your Love on Me" a lot and I think it matches with Rielle feelings for yuu! reader. I'm so normal about him...
Hello anon! Ngl I’m still intimidated by the idea of opening requests so no for now😭 but I’m very much open for suggestions! And omgg I was just obsessing over that song last week especially the Mamma Mia version!! Omg I think I can imagine a scenario with him and that song.
So lets say its after their introductions and they’ve gotten closer. Rielle invites the reader to many hangouts and this time they go to the beach to have a picnic or something there (okay now I’m just making references to the movie it STILL fits tho kinda) BUT BUT BUT I see the vision with the intro line of the song that goes “I wasn’t jealous before we met. Now every man that I see is a potential threat.” And the other man in question could be Azul!! Either Azul is there too by ““coincidence”” or the reader mentions him to Rielle in a conversation then a weird jelly feeling brews inside Rielle that the reader mentions another man NOT just any other guy but his childhood ‘friend’!! and that’s where the yandere shines through MMHMM I can smell an idea coming🙂↕️🙂↕️
I think I can finalize the whole scenario first and hopefully I can power through to write the whole fic!! (Hopefully won’t take too long—-) but THANK YOU for the idea!!! I’ve been meaning to write more with the RSA students lately but still haven’t find any new ideas or any songs that could give in an inspo BUT this is one!!!
a/n: !!! i know it wasn't explicitly mentioned tht they have banners/pictures of the great sevens of both rsa and nrc in the competition area but i add it here bc i just FEEL it makes SENSE to have them
c/w: soft yandere
now playing: gwen stefani - serious
It is now evening, and the interscholastic competition between Night Raven College and Royal Sword Academy has concluded, with everyone safely returned. All the RSA students, including Rielle, are back in their dorms, where Rielle lies on his bed. The boy, with long flowing hair, cannot contain his excitement as he kicks his bed joyfully, resembling a swimmer desperately paddling to escape a lurking shark. Holding his phone, Rielle gazes at a picture on the screen, sighing as he stares longingly at the image, his cheeks nearly as red as his hair.
“You got me seriously out of my mind,” he smiles softly, utterly captivated by the photo. So absorbed in the excitement of the image, he doesn't notice that his bedroom door is wide open. A Marinafinne student walks by and sees the open door. With that, he decided to congratulate his housewarden after the thrilling game.
“Hey, Rielle—” Despite the student’s loud voice, Rielle remains focused on the picture on his phone. A minute passes before the merfolk finally notices the student’s presence and jumps up into a sitting position.
“Oh! Yes! Is there something I can help you with?”
“I just wanted to say what a fantastic game we had against those rowdy NRC boys,” the student pauses, a hint of concern crossing his face,
“Is everything alright?” While the student was speaking, Rielle briefly lost focus. However, upon realizing a question had been asked, the merfolk swiftly redirected his attention back to the student.
“Alright?” Rielle sighs, his eyes drifting back to his phone, slipping back into a state of adoring admiration,
“Everything's more than alright…” The student stands at the door, puzzled by his housewarden's demeanor. ...What truly happened?
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Earlier that day, as soon as the break was announced, the students quickly abandoned their activities and rushed off to find a resting spot. All students, regardless of whether they belong to RSA or NRC, were scattered about, eager for a reprieve after a long day due to the Interscholastic competition.
After finishing his activity, Rielle finds himself wandering through the venue, surrounded by a variety of whimsical architecture, including numerous stairs and windows. He comes across a wall adorned with large, hanging banners depicting the great sevens from both RSA and NRC. Rielle takes in the breathtaking view with a sense of wonder and amazement.
While students stroll around, preoccupied with their own activities, Rielle is not alone in admiring the view. He notices a figure standing near the banner of the mermaid princess, gazing at it intently. Rielle recognizes this person as he has previously seen them conversing with their childhood friend, Azul, since they both attend the same school. Believing that Azul's friends are also his, he approaches the figure with excitement.
He was also flattered to see someone appreciating the banner showcasing the figure representing his dormitory. However, what Rielle doesn't understand is that the emotion stirred in the observer was not just admiration for the banner; it was a profound longing linked to a cherished childhood memory. Coming closer to the person, he overhears a few murmured words laced with a hint of sadness.
"Funny, I want to be part of that world too..." Upon hearing footsteps approaching, the prefect turned around, only to find not a student from Night Raven College as they expected, but a cheerful redhead from the other school.
Though as Rielle gazes intently at the prefect's face, his heart begins to race. A warm flush gradually spreads across his cheeks. He wonders if his feelings are transparent, if they can sense the turmoil within him. Their eyes, clear and bright, seem to hold a universe of understanding, making him feel both exposed and comforted. The prefect's gentle smile reassures him, yet it also ignites a flutter of anticipation in his chest. If only Rielle had been more observant, he would have noticed that their eyes were slightly teary.
"U-umm..." Rielle finds it peculiar; why is this individual causing him to act differently? The lively and chatty person he usually is has suddenly become quite reserved. Observing his abrupt silence, the prefect discreetly yet quickly wiped away a tear from one eye, revealing a look of concern for the other individual.
I think I'm coming down with something
"Hey, are you okay?" Rielle nods enthusiastically in response to the question. Overwhelmed by growing nervousness, he struggles to find the right words as a pink flush spreads across his cheeks, yet he makes a determined effort to continue the conversation.
I know it, gonna need your medicine.
"I-I'm Rielle..." He timidly lifts his hand to the prefect, shyly extending a handshake, which is reciprocated. Rielle jumps at the contact as if a moray eel stung him.
"Ah, you must be Azul's... friend? Am I right?" The prefect understood that labeling them as friends was quite a stretch… far too much. They were aware of the one-sided tension between them, yet they decided to proceed with that description regardless.
"...Yeah!"
"If I'm not mistaken, you are a housewarden too at RSA?"
"...Yeah!"
So help me now, I'm freaking out, lover
The exchange felt peculiar to the prefect. Previously, he had been bright and talkative, so what could have caused this sudden shift in behavior? However, as they observed his expression closely, they speculated that he might simply be shy around newcomers. His flustered demeanor was both entertaining and puzzling, leading them to chuckle at his antics, much to the boy's surprise and confusion.
"Wh-why are you laughing...?"
"I just find you adorable!" The prefect’s laughter caused him to chuckle as well, his cheeks flushing at the compliment.
“Hey,” the wind swept in from the opposite side, creating a cinematic backdrop. “Stay true to your joyful self, Rielle. Before you know it, you’ll have shown your father what you’re capable of.” The boy was so filled with emotion that he didn’t even ponder how the prefect was aware of one of his most cherished dreams. He gazed at them fondly, oblivious to the fact that they saw him as the mermaid princess from their childhood stories. As their laughter faded, the two strolled back to the arena, engaged in a lively conversation.
This love is serious!
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The pair made their way to the arena but had to split up because their seats were far apart. As they entered, the prefect noticed several gazes fixed on them, especially coming from a large group of Night Raven College students casting sinister looks. The prefect immediately understood that Rielle needed to leave before anything absurd occurred. Additionally, there was a chilling presence emanating from a particular trio of merfolk who had been observing them alongside their rival. They exchanged goodbyes and went to their respective seats.
The whole time, Rielle's eyes were not on the game but instead on the figure in the distance. He couldn't stop looking at their face, looking at the details from their twinkling eyes, then their blushed cheeks, and down to their... lips. He wonders what stories those lips could tell. As the game continued around him, with cheers and shouts echoing in the air, Rielle felt a strange sense of calm and clarity. It was as though everything else faded into the background, leaving only the two of them in this crowded arena. He smiled to himself, feeling a mixture of excitement and nervous anticipation.
You got me so delirious, I'm under your control
An idea struck him unexpectedly; he realized he could preserve the view forever. While it might seem odd to take a photo of a stranger from a distance, given that a game was in progress, no one would likely mind if he pulled out his phone for a quick shot. With that thought, Rielle quickly retrieved his phone and opened the camera app. Since he wasn't too far away, there was no need to zoom in, and he managed to capture a candid shot of the prefect. He glanced at the picture briefly before promptly stashing his phone back in his pocket, hoping not to be seen. Then, he returned to enjoying the view from afar.
Point it at me if you must, your arrow's got me poisoned
While the merfolk admire the prefect from a distance, a fellow housewarden approaches and sits beside him. Minajael leans into the seat and exhales softly after the long walk. Although Rielle doesn’t turn to look at the person next to him, he acknowledges their presence.
"I think I'm in love."
Tell me what my treatment is, your love's got me insane
“Huh?” The boy, surprised by Rielle's remark, turns to him sharply. Although he had caught what Rielle said the first time, he felt the need to hear it again to ensure he understood it correctly.
My prescription is your kiss, and you got me wantin' it!
"I think I caught a disease," Rielle remarked, his gaze locked onto the figure from afar. Meanwhile, the other prince merely chuckled at his friend’s predicament. Minajael understood the sentiment well, as he was experiencing something quite similar.
"Well, at least you have a reason to keep going forward." Minajael’s gaze shifted from the game to a certain individual in the distance. The view in question being the prefect who was still working to soothe their friends as they were eager to interrogate further into the events that had unfolded earlier. His eyes reflected a longing similar to the prince beside him.
'As long as it's not them...'
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Just a note before any confusion, the reader/Yuu in my writings came from another world, but what's different is that disney exists and twst is a game they played back in their world so they somewhat know things despite being an alien.
From what I understand the NRC and RSA competition is held in a certain arena but is this arena located in RSA or elsewhere? Because I want to write a scene involving the RSA’a great sevens while the competition is on going and was under the impression that the competition is at RSA’s grounds…. But after looking through twt now i’m not sure agshdh
Or should I just wait a little longer for the next chapter to come but my mind is bursting w ideas now…..😭😭
