Still Gay

Personal blog don’t expect much from me He/him | 19yr old | Non Binary | in love with a fictional demons since black butler was popular

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Pretty girl

✦Characters: Azul Ashengrotto, Jade Leech, Floyd Leech

✦Bi!Fem!Reader

✦A potions accident had turned them into a woman for the next 24 hours.

Azul Ashengrotto

The twins had warned you with matching mischievous grins, a potions accident had turned Azul into a woman for the next 24 hours. You wasted no time heading straight to his room.

“Azul, please let me in!” you called gently through the door.

“I look ridiculous!” came his voice from the other side, still unmistakably his, but lighter and softer. “You’re just going to laugh at me. I won’t be leaving this room until the potion wears off.”

“Azul, I would never make fun of you. Please?”

After several long minutes of gentle coaxing, the door finally cracked open.

Your brain short circuited.

Azul stood there, arms crossed defensively. Long, silky hair framed a stunning face, full lips, rosy cheeks, long lashes framing those familiar sharp eyes. He looked beautiful.

Lord have mercy.

“…See? I look like a joke!” he muttered, cheeks already turning pink.

You stepped inside, closed the door, and cupped his face with both hands. “You’re dumb if you think that. You look just as breathtaking as you always do. But with a feminine touch.”

Azul’s entire face flushed crimson. The sight of him blushing so prettily as a girl was dangerously adorable. “S-Stop saying such things…” he stammered, trying to look away, but you held his cheeks firmly.

You couldn’t help yourself. You started kissing him, soft little pecks all over his forehead, cheeks, nose, and finally his lips. Each kiss made him more flustered, his new feminine voice letting out tiny embarrassed sounds that were unfairly cute.

“You’re going to kill me…” he whispered, hiding his burning face against your shoulder. Azul made a mortified little noise but didn’t pull away.

Jade Leech

Jade seemed remarkably unbothered by the transformation. You found him in his room, standing in front of the mirror and admiring his new form. The potion had given him long, flowing hair and a tall, elegant model like figure. He still moved with that same graceful, slightly dangerous for your poor heart.

You were sitting on his bed, staring. Jade caught your gaze in the mirror reflection and turned around with a knowing smile. “Do you find this form attractive?” he asked, voice still smooth but noticeably higher.

You nodded, a faint blush creeping up your neck. “Of course I do. You’re my boyfriend… or girlfriend right now? It’s a little confusing, but yes. Very attractive.”

Jade grin widened as he walked closer. He tilted your chin up with two fingers, forcing you to look directly at him. Your blush deepened. “You’re enjoying this accident quite a bit more than expected.” he teased, voice low and playful.

Your brain went into full gay panic.

“You’re pretty, okay?! It’s not my fault!”

Jade chuckled softly and leaned in, pressing a light, teasing kiss to the corner of your lips before pulling back just as quickly.

“This little accident has taken a rather interesting turn I must say.” he murmured, eyes glittering with mischief. “I believe I’m going to enjoy seeing how you react to me like this.”

You were absolutely cooked.

Floyd Leech

Floyd was a chaotic mix of annoyed and intrigued by his new body. He kept poking at his own chest and complaining about the “extra weight” while also admiring his hips in the mirror.

You were trying to help him adjust his uniform when he suddenly wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you close. He looked down at you with that signature sharp grin, now on a strikingly pretty face.

“You like girls too, right~?” he asked, though it sounded more like a statement.

You nodded, heart racing. “Yes…?”

His smile stretched wide. “Then it’s your lucky day, Shrimpy.”

You sighed “Floyd, don’t mess around…”

He whined, and the sound coming from his new girly voice was weirdly hot. “Come on~ We gotta make the most of it while it lasts!”

Before you could protest further, he cupped the back of your neck, and kissed you hard. One hand stayed on your waist while the other tangled in your hair, pulling you flush against his new curves.

When he finally pulled back, he was ready to tease you more, until he noticed your bright red face and the nosebleed dripping down.

“Eh~? Shrimpy’s nose is bleeding!” He laughed loudly, delighted. “You’re so cute when you get overwhelmed. This is gonna be so much fun~”

He didn’t let you go, still grinning like a shark who’d found new prey.

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[hxney-lemcn]

the butterflies

summary: you can't help but be overwhelmed with your love for your boyfriend, and can't help but take it out in your own strange way. aka; you get cuteness aggression and take it out on your boyfriend.

pairings: housewardens & minajael tealrajah x gn! reader

cw: pure fluff

note: this was kinda difficult for me to write because all my motivation evaporated within one night, but I want to get back into writing more! Hopefully once my job starts up full force I still will have energy to write more (probs not).

wc: 2.9k (~350 per character)

Master List

❥ Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle Rosehearts was adorable. It was just a fact to you. He was small, with impeccable fashion and just the cutest face known to mankind. Have you seen his pout? Gosh you just wanted to squish his cheeks every time. This thought couldn’t help but bounce around in your head, like a rabid animal trying to break free of its cage.

You can only keep an animal caged for so long.

It manages to break free one evening, the two of you are on a stroll through the rose gardens. You can’t stop looking at the ruby haired housewarden, the way the sun frames his face, his gray-blue eyes alight with passion as he speaks of his time during the equestrian club, his pink lips forming around each syllable, and slowly you find yourself zoning out. The intense need to shower him with affection buzzes throughout your being, until it overwhelms you to the point of it almost being painful. 

You wrap your arms around his small frame, halting your walk as you squeeze him as tight as you can, swinging him lightly as you try to get all your pent up energy out. Riddle is flabbergasted, absolutely spluttering incoherent words as his mind tries to comprehend how fast his world just shifted. A second ago he was trying to ignore your subtle glances towards him, now he’s wrapped in your vice-like embrace.

“Wh-what are you doing?!” Riddle  stutters, face a bright red, nearly matching the color of his hair. 

“You’re just so cute!” You groan, squeezing him a little tighter to emphasize your words. “I can’t hold it in anymore, ‘m sorry.”

Riddle tries to regain his composure (a difficult task as you nuzzle into him), speaking softly, “Don’t apologize. I do not mind your shows of affection. Though I do request you keep these moments for us alone.”

“Okay,” You agree, grin bright as you get even more giddy at the prospect of being able to do this again, and again, and again. So excited, that you bite his cheek softly before pulling away.

“What in the world was that for?!” Riddle’s voice cracked, any composure long gone once again.

❥ Leona Kingscholar

While Leona was intimidating, and can be quite scary at times, you couldn’t help but remember that at the end of the day…he was still a lion. You loved to watch the way his ears twitched, or how his tail swayed, or how his canines (which were sharper than a human's) poked out when he smiled smugly. It just made you want to squish him into utter oblivion. Who allowed him to be so cute! 

While Leona wasn’t a huge fan of being overly affectionate in public, he indulged your overly affectionate habits behind closed doors. Which is where you were right now, laying beside the lion beastman as he dozed the day away. Once again, that clawing affection rose up within you, the incessant need to claw and squeeze him until the energy building up in you finally goes away. 

You tried to hold back, as Leona didn’t like anyone waking him up…yet, his nose twitching cutely was the death of your restraint. You lunged at him, wrapping around one of his beefy arms and squeezing around him like you were a boa constrictor. Yet it wasn’t enough, it never was. So you lay yourself completely on top of him, hugging his head to your chest, smothering him (quite literally) with your love.

“What are you doing, herbivore?” Leona’s sleepy voice asks, muffled. “Are you trying to kill me?”

“Yes,” You state flatly, squeezing his head to your chest a little tighter before giving him room to breathe. Slitted green eyes meet yours, and you feel your heart melt as his pupils dilate as they meet your own.

“I question why I allow you anywhere near me with your homicidal affection,” The lion mumbles, closing his eyes once more as he relaxes further into your embrace.

“Because you love it,” You hum, leaving a splatter of soft kisses across his face.

“I love you,” He corrects, tugging you closer (somehow). Of course, Leona cannot let you have the last laugh, turning his face and giving your cheek a light chomp, his smug self dozing off once more.

❥ Azul Ashengrotto

Azul was such a gentleman, and it drove you absolutely nuts. The quiet ways he cared for you, the way he was always close to your side (and if he wasn’t, then it was the twins), the way he always gave you discounts (it wasn’t even discounts at this point, he just fed you for free). Ugh, and the cute blush he gets every time you thank him, it makes you want to eat him up! Oh and how he was so shy, yet clearly ate up all your affection made everything ten times worse.

“You. Are. So. Cute!” You punctuate each word as you squish Azul’s cheeks. He allows you to do so, ears a bright red as he takes in your strange form of affection. It was a needed break from creating fine prints on his contracts.

“Th-thank you, my pearl,” Azul stuttered, voice muffled as you continued to pinch and squish his cheeks. 

He would have been offended by this not too long ago, before you both were together. It reminded him of his mother, who would always pinch his cheeks when he was little, reminding him of times where he was bullied for his weight, for his merform. Yet once his heart opened up to you, and your bond grew, he couldn’t help but be reassured by your bouts of love. It reminded him that he didn’t need to work for your affection, and that you truly did love him for who he was, and not just what he could offer. 

Unfortunately for him, the squishing was not enough for you. From your spot on top of his desk, you lean in, causing the mer’s eyes to widen at your proximity. His form utterly stills, acting like this was the first time you’ve done this (it was far from that), only for you to bite his cheek. 

“Darling!” Azul gasps, heart fluttering violently at your actions. 

“I’m hungry for takoyaki,” You joke, nipping at his reddened cheek once more before finally pulling yourself back.

Azul’s brain officially shuts down, jaw dropped. Give him some time to try (and fail) to regain his composure.

❥ Kalim Al Asim

This sweet boy. The question is when aren’t you feeling cuteness aggression towards him? Kalim tackles you in a giant hug? You’re squeezing the living daylights out of him right back. He kisses your cheek? You kiss him all over his face. You’re both a gross mess of affection and glee, it lowkey disturbs everyone around the two of you. But neither of you could care less when you both love each other so so so so much it physically hurts to keep it inside.

“Kalim!” You practically squeal with laughter as the housewarden peppers the entire side of your face with kisses. You do your best to pull away from your overly affectionate boyfriend, who then lands ticklish kisses to the side of your neck, giggling along with your laughter. You try to push him away, face aflame as you glance at the few people who pass you in the courtyard. You fail that mission quickly as Kalim pouts towards you, which instantly bleeds into a beaming grin (he can’t pretend that he isn’t the happiest guy ever with you). 

“I can’t help that I love you so much,” Kalim says without a hint of shame nor hesitation, which makes your insides turn from a gooey mess, to a violent buzzing storm. 

With no rational thought, you tackle the sunny boy down onto the bench, no longer caring of the stares of others. Kalim is a willing victim, having been on the end of your cuteness aggression many times. You both squeeze each other as tight as possible, and the fact that he is copying your actions makes you feel even more aggressive. 

“I love you so much too,” You reply, head buried in the crook of his neck. With skin pressed to skin, you can’t resist the urge to bite, which leads you to chomping his neck in a quick and light bite. 

“Hey!” Kalim giggles, not even trying to wiggle away from you, leading you to bite his shoulder, then cheek to finish off your attack. 

“Sorry, I couldn’t help myself,” You lamely apologize (you both know you’re not sorry, and that it will happen again). “You’re just too cute.”

“It’s okay,” Kalim easily bats off your apology, arms looped around your waist as you still lay on top of him on the uncomfortable bench. “You should do it again!”

You both fed into each other's affection crazes.

❥ Vil Schoenheit

It was an awful, bubbling pit that you had to keep to yourself. Every time you saw Vil’s newest photo shoot, or watched the newest movie he was in, that crazy urge to chomp his arm off festered inside you. Could anyone blame you? Vil was beautiful, skilled, amazing, gorgeous, and so, so sweet in his own (slightly backhanded) way. You weren’t the only one with those feelings, but you were by far the luckiest, as you can call him your boyfriend. 

Ugh, and the fact that Vil has let you on set for his photo shoots? It’s torture in it’s own form, one you willingly put yourself through every time. You do your best to act like a normal human being as Vil poses, switches outfits, makeup changes, then poses again. You pretend like your brain isn’t barking like a feral dog as you bring him his water bottle, reassuring him he looks perfect when he asks for your opinion. You hate the knowing look in Vil’s amethyst eyes as you scuttle away.

It isn’t till later when you’re both safe in his room, tucked under the blanket of night when all your pent up energy releases. 

“You’re too pretty to be kept alive,” You grumble, squeezing Vil with all the strength you could muster. Vil could only let out an amused sigh, allowing you to exhibit your cute tendencies. As much as you wanted to take a bite out of your too gorgeous boyfriend, you had begrudgingly agreed to not leave any marks (or do anything that could lead to marks), so you settled on wrapping yourself like a koala around Vil and trying to merge you both. 

Vil absentmindedly runs a hand through your hair, frustratingly unaffected by your attack. So, you use the last tool in your arsenal, and press your lips to his feverishly. Of course Vil reciprocates, and you can’t help but wonder what he sees in you, but that thought quickly dissipates as he easily leads you into a more coherent kiss, taming your rampage into something more gentle until finally the energy in your system is gone. 

“What am I going to do with you,” Vil mumbles fondly, tucking you close into his side (you’re already pressed against him, but it’s a sweet gesture nonetheless). He’ll never admit that your cuteness aggression for him does something he’s not too proud of.

❥ Idia Shroud

Idia is too beautiful to be a recluse shut in. You cannot comprehend how your boyfriend thinks he’s ugly. From his flaming blue hair, bright yellow eyes, and that cute shy smile he gets around you. Ugh, just the thought makes you want to squeeze his head till it pops…in an affectionate sense. Idia finds the notion insane. He can barely comprehend the fact that he has a partner, let alone that you love him so much it makes you go crazy. He would just be existing and you would spring at him like a rabid raccoon. Who even does that?? It’s not like he’s a romance protag, yet you make him feel like one.

You do your best to not jump him when he’s gaming. You know how seriously he takes it, and you don’t want to make him upset if he fails in getting an ssr, or a rare item. So you sit (im)patiently on his bed, pretending to scroll on your phone when you’re secretly eyeing up your pretty boy. He’s completely lost in his game, a giant, maniacal grin spread across his lips as he mashes the button of his controller. He looks so happy it makes your stomach flip. 

You really, really tried to be patient, sitting there for a few hours, yet when Idia gets into a game, he can play it for days without a break. So you give in to your desires, slithering your way towards his seated form, stealthy coming up behind him. Your stomach twists in knots at the anticipation of finally smothering your boyfriend in the affection he deserves. You pounce, nearly jumping into his lap as he lets out a high pitched scream. You can’t help but laugh at his reaction as you wrap your arms around his neck, squeezing his form into your own.

“Wh-what are you doing?!” Idia exclaims, voice cracking on a few syllables. 

“Loving you,” You grumble, peppering kisses into his neck as you nuzzle into his side. You feel the heat of Idia’s hair as it flares, his attention solely on you as you shower him with kisses and hugs.

The ‘game over’ screen is long forgotten as Idia basks in you and the love that consumes you both.

❥ Malleus Draconia

Malleus is overjoyed by your bouts of cuteness aggression. In fact, he anticipates it, wishing to have you shower him with the affection he oh so longs for. He cannot judge you though, as he feels the same, he is just unsure how to showcase his own affection. Ugh, but he is just a total cutie. You love when he pouts at his phone, asking you for help, or when he speaks passionately about gargoyles, or when he looks towards you to see how you react. All your adoration and love just want to explode like a volcano! Malleus just smiles and it makes you want to kiss him all over his pretty face. 

“You’re so gorgeous,” You complain, squishing his cheeks beneath your palms. “Who let you be so pretty? It should be a crime.”

Malleus’ grin speaks wonders as he sits perfectly still, eating up your attention and affection. He says nothing, eyes squished as you paw at his cheeks like its playdough. 

“You’re too dangerous to be left alive,” You declare, pausing your movements. Malleus tilts his head, curious about what you’re going to do next, and your cuteness aggression flares even more at the adorable gesture. 

You don’t think as you lean in and lightly ‘bite’ (more like place your mouth around) his horn, the two of you stock still as the action clicks in your heads. Your stomach drops, you definitely went too far, and you pull back, apologies ready to fly off your tongue, but strong arms halt your movement. Your breath is still as you notice the bright red blush that coats the dragon fae’s cheeks and ears, his pupils widely dilated as he stares at you. Your heart skips a beat as he pulls you closer. 

“You are quite brave, child of man,” His voice reverberates between you both, but his tone is filled with nothing but warmth and something a bit darker. “You are lucky that I enjoy all your strange forms of affection.”

With that, he leans in and bites your cheek (something you have done to him countless times), reciprocating your strange show of love. 

❥ Minajael Tealrajah

Minajael cannot get enough of your seemingly random attacks of affection towards him, no one had dared to get close to him, let alone bite him (except for his adorable pet tiger). It invigorated him, made him feel strangely normal. You didn’t treat him like some porcelain prince like his father did, nor did you treat him like untouchable royalty like others, and biggest of all, you didn’t try to suck up to him because of his title. Your uncontrollable affection for him proved just that. 

You had borrowed the magic carpet from Kalim, taking Minajael for a ride across Sage’s Island. It was beautiful, the moon a waning crescent above, the sky nearly clear, if not a few fluffy clouds dotting the horizon. Yet you couldn’t take your eyes off of the prince across from you. Your heart melted at the way his warm, brown eyes took in the scenery, his face shining with wondrous awe. The nail in the coffin was when his gaze finally landed on you, eyes brimming with love and joy and it makes you want to explode. 

You gently hold his face, squishing his cheeks lightly before attacking his face in kisses. Minajael chuckles softly, practically melting in your embrace, his own heart beating erratically. Yet kisses aren’t enough to get rid of the vibrating energy that is buzzing beneath your skin. So you squish his cheeks together, pressing a final kiss to his smushed lips before tackling him (gently, you don’t want to fall off the carpet). 

“You are so strange,” Minajael breaths out, enjoying the way you try to squeeze it out of him. “I love it.”

“You say that like you aren’t strange too,” You reply seamlessly, relaxing your hold as Minajael wraps his arms around you.

That familiar smug smirk tugs on his lips, nuzzling your nose with his own. 

“You’re right,” He agrees, his sweet affection turning sharp as he bites the tip of your nose in retaliation. “We’re a perfect match.”

It was safe to say that you both match each other’s freak.

[flowerssgarden]

I remember all those Ace traitor theories that came out and I remember Ace dream that he wishes that Yuu can travel freely to earth and twisted wonderland ; well what if yandere Ace fears that reader will leave him to go back to earth and leave him behind or maybe yandere Ace still heart broken that reader rejected his confession; decided to sell us out to Malleus and in exchange Ace will share a dream space with reader. Together forever for 100 years. You can't be mad at him for that, can you? Well, not that you have much of a choice once Malleus uses his magic again...

(romantic and female reader if possible if that’s ok with you 💓) love to hear your thoughts on this , yandere Ace has so much potential especially his joker snatch magic 👀😚

hope your doing ok and please make sure to drink some water and eat something 🥪 🍩

OMG HELLO🥹🥹 when i got this request from you i was so happy because you’ve been a big supporter of my blog tysm!! im very sorry for the late reply i hope this writing does make you happy and EHEHEH ACE KIDNAPPING READER HAHA

DELUSIONAL WORLD

╰┈➤ how could you ever want to leave? yan!ace x fem!reader — mentions of kidnapping, manipulation

“ IT’S A FANTASY, BETTER THAN BEING ALONE ”

when ace had his dream, he had to say — it was rather nice. a nice ocean shore with a light breeze in the air. no clouds in the sky, the ocean just a nice blue and clean shade as well with the sand warm on your feet. everyone was happy in a tropical paradise and frankly, who could blame them? it was like an eternal vacation and ace was stoked! he even managed to get riddle to lighten up as well.

and the best part? you were there with him. sweet, bright and cheery you in your swim wear. it was the summer before ace and deuce would turn sophomores and what better way then to spend it with you? that’s right! just because you’re no longer a student doesn’t mean that the you and him can’t hang out anymore, right?

not when you have magic to save you.

no, you can’t actually use magic yourself. but rather, magical artifacts! similar to the magical mirror, turns out the mirror in your room at ramshackle had magical properties as well and so if you ever feel like going to your favorite magical world or back, just use that mirror.

man, what a great summer this is. ace wishes this would never stop.

so why are you all of a sudden telling him it was never real?

he doesn’t believe you, not one bit. in fact, he doesn’t even recall inviting sebek or silver to his beach house either, how did they get here? it’s a dream?? none of it’s real?? malleus overblotted?

what are you saying? just a while ago he was thinking of having some nice lemonade to wash down all the playing he’s been doing in the water and now he’s all of a sudden being told his beloved reality was never real?

it didn’t take long before the dream versions of riddle and his fellow dorm mates took over, trying to relax the very much startled and defensive red head who was trying to process his reality. i mean, why leave? so what if malleus overblotted? even if that’s true, what do you expect him to do? happily walk out of his dream and head into a full on fight with him??

ace sees little reasons as to why someone would ever want to leave, and frankly, he doesn’t even want to see reason. it’s kinda ironic, ace doesn’t hesitate to give others a reality check if needed but when it comes to him? he would happily live in a lie as long as it benefits him.

yet you and your group were persistent. even if you had to knock ace to the floor, you were adamant on getting him out of his own dream.

it did take some attempts, but you and your group were successful. and thus, a very disappointed and mopey ace was added to the roster of dream travelers.

okay yay. you got him out of his dream, just like you did with everyone else.. woohoo i suppose. and yay, you managed to defeat the overlord malleus with the power of unity and friendship. hip hip hooray..

….

malleus was trying to make amends, it’s the only natural response one would have when you overblot — especially when his overblot was on a such a large scale that had an impact on an entire island.

since he was a child, the only thing malleus had ever longed for was to be desired. for someone to look at him and pick him, for someone to include him. and trust me, malleus has done nothing but make attempts be included over the course of his life.

and these attempts were made with the use of magic. for example, one time, a maid was conversing with another maid in which malleus happened to overhear. the maids were talking about things they like in which one of the maids remarked that she loves fireworks because of how bright and sparkly they are.

is that so? malleus can make bright and sparkly things, just watch him! but turns out, you’re not supposed to make things go boom indoors or well, you’re not really supposed to do it at all. but he thought that if he did so in front of the maid, then they would be impressed and praise him and even learn that he’s not so scary after all!

turns out, it had the opposite effect on them in which the loud noises of the sparks sent the maids screaming and calling for help. huh…

so if it wasn’t obvious already — malleus has always tried using his magic to help or bless others yet when you’re so powerful to the point where things can’t help but turn extreme every single time, your magic becomes less and less like a blessing but more rather, a curse.

so when ace had approached the half horned man, his eyes widened at the red heads request.

malleus has always just wanted to be desired, after all.

ace doesn’t know how, or why, but he actually managed to convince malleus to let ace back into his dream. and even more so, he managed to convince the oh so powerful mage to allow ace to bring you alongside with him.

how did he do it? it’s rather simple. you see, malleus, for all his life, has always been told his magic is horrifying or too powerful. people fear him and shun him for his powers. so, all you gotta do is just tell malleus that he’s using his powers for good this time. he’s helping people. his powers aren’t a curse, they can help others.

and well, needless to say, ace scored.

when you woke up, although groggy, your whole body felt rather warm. and your bed didn’t feel like a bed either but rather, something more. it felt sandy..

fluttering your eyes open, you were met with the sight of an endless beach that seemed to stretch on for who knows who long. it was also no wonder your whole body felt so warm too considering how the sun blared down onto the sand.

okay, now you were confused.

this must be some weird dream you were having. and it was extremely familiar as well, seems you were dreaming of the time where you and your friends got sent to that random island. looking down to observe your outfit, you were even in the tropical attire you had dawned during that escapade.

well, the whole island adventure did leave a lasting impression on you, it was very fun after all, you suppose it’s only natural that your brain would naturally ingrain that experience into itself.

getting up, you squinted and saw a familiar structure. oh, right, the beach house! if this truly is a dream from that time, then surely your other friends must also be here as well. maybe they’re waiting for you or something.

wow, this really is a realistic dream. you’re thinking and feeling very quickly, usually in your dreams, things feel like a blur yet clear at the same time but with this, things don’t feel like a blur but rather you truly do feel like you’re experiencing this in the moment.

heading over to the familiar house, you noticed, well, a familiar person.

is that.. ace?

ace who looked happy to see you and you also seemed to great him with that same energy.

the red head in front of you was merely relaxing by the beach, dipping his legs into the tips of the shoreline and letting water come onto him when the waves pushed themselves in. and seeing you, he merely comments on how nice this whole thing is. in response, you nodded.

however, it wasn’t before long until you were asking where everyone else is. are they out gathering stuff in the jungle or..? and you noticed how for although briefly, aces expression shifted into a slight frown.

it’s the perfect temperature here, isn’t it? it’s warm, but not too warm where you’re practically melting.

huh..?

the man in front of you completely ignored your question. oh no, is this one of those stress dreams where no matter how much you ask around you, no one seems to acknowledge you?

you sighed and decided you weren’t going to waste your time talking to ace if he was just going to ignore you, you were just going to go out into the jungle yourself and search for others.

thus, you turned around and started walking before ace called out to you — heyy.. there’s not even anyone here so don’t even bother! come sit with me by the shore!

you froze — what did he mean by that? what could ace possibly be talking about?? there’s no one else that’s here? that’s strange..

okay.. well, i guess you’ll just sit by the shore with ace then. sitting down next to him, you both gazed out to the blue ocean in front of you, admiring the glistening and sparkly water.

it certainly was a peaceful view, however, ace couldn’t help but make small talk with you. again, repeating himself; it’s nice here, isn’t it? you nodded, it certainly was.

yep, that’s what malleus’s magic can do for ya.

ace saw how you visibly tensed up at those words.

look, ace didn’t plan to hide it from you. eventually, you would’ve noticed how your supposed “dream” was actually lasting way longer than you thought. and eventually, you would’ve started questioning. so it’s best to just rip the bandaid right off instead of slowly peeling it off, yknow?

and besides, the sooner you can accept your new home, the better.

at first, you were confused as you had this nervous smile on you. as if to make things worse, ace went on and on about this deal he made with the diasomnia housewarden and each word felt like a stab into your gut.

it wasn’t before long until your smile dropped. you immediately got up, you weren’t having this — you refused to accept this. but what you weren’t expecting was for ace to immediately follow after you and grab your wrists in which you couldn’t help but scream. you desperately wanted to believe that this was a dream yet with the way that you screamed for someone to help you, it seems you were coming face to face with the fact that this isn’t just some silly little dream.

you don’t know what’s worse, the pain that ace was causing you with his grip as you tried to furiously yank yourself off of him, or the fact that he was trying to get you to hear him out.

he explained it straight to the point — ever since he got awoken from that dream, he’s been scared. so scared to the point where he loses sleep, because he’s afraid you’re going to leave him and he just couldn’t have that!

if it weren’t for the fact that you were too occupied with trying to get the hell away from this man, you would’ve begged for him to stop talking for this only made it worse.

to add salt to injury, this asshole in front of you was trying to turn this whole dream land into a good thing. assuring you that it’s not bad, you have him and he has you! there’s no danger here.. well, unless you force him to become one but still! this world is practically harmless and you two can enjoy the sandy beaches and warm weather forever!

needless to say, you shut down after that. you tried hiding yourself away from him but ace barely let you out of his sights before he’s following after you. in which you would just yell at him to leave you the fuck alone — it never worked, but damnit you wish it did.

does ace regret telling you? no, he doesn’t. well, a part of him does. if he never told you, it would’ve prolonged the hateful attitude you’re giving to him now. it perhaps would’ve taken you longer to connect the dots but he’s sure that once you did, you would revert to the oh so mean attitude you’re giving him now. so either way, he ends up in the same situation.

ace really does make an effort to try and co-exist with you, but you’re just being so stingy and hard to work with! well.. he can’t really blame you, unfortunately. he did technically kidnap you to an eternal dreamland but still, if you just came around to him, you would be making this tropical experience better for the both of you.

can’t you have some sympathy too?? he was scared, okay?? you’re one of the closest people he ever has and he couldn’t just let that go!

as for you, you’re practically a shell of your former self. you don’t even want to look at him. always trying to look for a way out yet you know that way doesn’t exist.

there are some days that are well, okay. ace tries making conversation with you and either you barely respond or just ignore him altogether. this goes on for quite a while before ace sighs and leaves whatever area you and him are currently him, hopefully after some alone time, you’ll be more willing to talk to him. yet, are you really alone if you still feel eyes watching you?

and well, there are some days that are just bad. look, there’s only so much ace can take, alright? when you’re stuck on an island with someone who absolutely hates you and it turns out that this perfect dream fantasy of being able to live out your fun life with the person of your dreams may not be happening, you can’t help but just… lose it from time to time.

and thus, when you’re trying to ignore him as per usual, ace finds himself lashing out at you. berating you harshly with all sorts of words in which you find yourself furiously lashing back at him, cussing him out to the moon and back because you never even wanted to be in this fucked up situation in the first place.

he has the nerve to kidnap you and then get angry at you when you don’t like it? he really can’t be serious right now.

at least, after you two have your argument, ace doesn’t try to bother you for the next few days afterwards. it’s only during those days where you truly feel somewhat at peace. well, you would if you didn’t feel eyes longingly glancing at you every 5 minutes.

it’s only for a couple of days before ace then sheepishly comes around and starts making light conversation in which the cycle repeats.

but hey, it’s not all bad, right? ace is sure after a while, you’ll realize that there really isn’t any escape for you afterwards. he’s sure you’ll come around eventually, it wouldn’t hurt to try.

ace is determined, he’s determined to make this work. because no way he’s going to trap himself in a dream world just for it to fail, even if he has to force you to act like you enjoy being here, he plans on being happy with you. even if you’re not happy with him.

it’s okay, it’s not as if time is rushing by or anything. you and him have a few hundred of years to spare, and that’ll give you and him all the time in the world to be together…

forever.

please do not steal/copy, reupload or feed my work into ai. thank you (*´∇｀*) !

[nekonaps0]

I don’t know if you did this on so

Trans male reader X twisted wonderland boys

I heard about top surgery so how would the boys react seeing them for the first time???

Top surgery scar

✦Characters: Cater Diamond, Epel Felmier, Deuce Spade, Floyd Leech

✦Trans!Male!Reader

✦Happy pride month guys! I hope everyone having fun and everything ✨💕

Cater Diamond

Cater had come looking for you after class, phone in hand as usual, ready to drag you into some new magicam trend. He didn’t think twice before opening the door to the empty classroom you were using to change, no knock, because why would he?

You both froze.

You were halfway through pulling on your shirt, top surgery scars clearly visible across your chest. Panic hit you immediately. “ WAIT! Cater! Let me explain it! I-I can explain!” you started, voice shaky.

Cater raised an eyebrow, head tilting slightly. He wasn’t stupid. He knew exactly what those scars were. But he also saw how freaked out you looked, so he just gave you his usual bright, easy smile and raised both hands.

“No need to explain anything.” He keeping his tone light and casual. “Your secret’s safe with me. I’d never out you or spill something personal like that. Or do something that makes you uncomfortable.”

You asked him quietly not to tell the others.

Cater shook his head, looking almost offended at the idea. “As if! Your business is your business. I respect that.” Before he slipped back out the door, he paused and grinned. “Oh, and next time? Just change with us in the boys room. You’re one of the guys too, right? Nothing weird about it at all.”

He left but the gentle understanding in his eyes stayed with you.

Epel Felmier

You and Epel were in the changing room after gym class. You tugged your shirt off without thinking much of it, until you caught Epel’s wide eyed stare.

“Whoa… those scars look sick as hell!” he blurted out, eyes sparkling with pure admiration. “Where’d you get them? Was it some crazy fight? Did you take on a whole gang? Or maybe you wrestled with a wild animal?!”

You snorted, amused by the wild scenarios he was inventing. “Not exactly.” you said, pulling your gym shirt off. “They’re top surgery scars.”

Epel blinked once… twice… then the light finally sparkled. He rubbed the back of his neck, a little sheepish.

“Oh... Got it!” He shrugged, completely unbothered. “Still looks cool as hell. Makes you look tough. Like you’ve been through something and came out stronger.” He punched your shoulder lightly. “You’re manly as fuck, dude!”

The casual acceptance from someone who cared so much about masculinity made your chest feel lighter.

Deuce Spade

It was stupidly hot outside. Ace and Deuce had dragged you into helping paint the rose again. Sweat was pouring down your back, and the heavy uniform made it unbearable.

“Fuck it!” you muttered, tugging your shirt off and tossing it aside so you could keep working in just your pants.

Deuce’s eyes immediately locked onto your chest, specifically the top surgery scars. He stared, clearly surprised.

Your eyebrow went up. “Hey. Eyes up here dude.”

He startled so hard he nearly dropped his paintbrush. “S-Sorry! I didn’t mean to stare! I just… where did you get those scars? Are you okay?!”

You couldn’t resist. With a straight face you launched into the most ridiculous story you could think of. “Oh, some guy tried to steal my organs in a back alley. Luckily the police showed up right before he could finish the job.”

Deuce’s eyes went huge. He looked genuinely horrified and impressed at the same time. “That’s awful! Are you serious?!”

Ace, who had been listening nearby, smacked Deuce on the back of the head. “You idiot, don’t believe a word he says. He’s just trans. Those are top surgery scars. He’s fucking with you.”

Deuce’s face went bright red. He looked between you and Ace, mortified. “You…that wasn’t funny!” he grumbled, turning back to the roses with embarrassed energy. Ace just laughed.

Floyd Leech

The public pool was packed, but the water felt amazing in this summer heat. Floyd was happily swimming around like a chaotic eel while you floated peacefully in your trunks and a swim shirt.

Floyd eventually swam over, grinning sharply, and immediately tugged at the hem of your shirt. “Shrimpy~ Why are you wearing this in the pool? It’s weird. Take it off, it looks uncomfortable.”

You tried to brush it off smacking his hand. “Lots of people wear swim shirts. It’s fine.”

He rolled his eyes dramatically. “That’s dumb. It’s probably all heavy and sticky. Why do you wanna wear it so bad?”

You hesitated, then said quietly, “My top surgery scars are pretty noticeable. I don’t want people giving me weird looks.”

Floyd stared at you for a second, then snorted. “You shouldn’t give a flying fuck about what random people think. Look around! There’s a guy over there in neon green speedos that are traumatizing everyone. Your scars aren’t even close to the weirdest thing here.” His grin turned dangerous. “And if anyone says something nasty? I’ll just squeeze them. Or drown them. Whichever’s more fun.”

His casual protectiveness made you laugh. “God… okay okay. Just don’t get us kicked out.” After a moment, you pulled the swim shirt off.

The second the scars were visible in the sunlight, Floyd didn’t even blink. He just grinned wider. “See? You look better without it anyway~” He splashed you playfully. “Now c’mon, enough talk, let’s swim.”

For the rest of the day you floated and swam without worrying about your chest. Floyd’s complete indifference mixed with his willingness to drown haters made you feel surprisingly free.

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My friend helped me who just had top surgery recently. Did you guys know that they can also change your nipple shape if you want?! HOW COOL IS THAT?!? You can get heart shaped nipples!!!

[married-to-google-translater]

Twisted wonderland with floyd and jade and whoever else you want with shy s/o who with out with their boyfriend when a random person walk up to him to flirt with him or ask him out in front of the s/o and before they can say anything the s/o is already verbally reaming into the rando

This is for Floyd now <3 Jade and maybe others come later ;3

Floyd Leech

One of the reasons Floyd liked you so much was your shyness and slight social awkwardness.

He always got the best reactions from you ;3

Because you were so reactive, it meant that Floyd spent a LOT of time around you testing how you would react to things.

This is why you spend a lot of time together and eventually realize how well you get along.

Dating Floyd was truly an eternal adventure.

Today was another one of those days where your boyfriend just decided to go somewhere and drag you along.

Floyd loved trying new things with you.

However, you never got there before problems arose.

Someone apparently also found Floyd attractive and didn't hesitate to express it.

Suddenly you were pushed aside and someone started hitting your boyfriend.

Apparently the question "are you dating" was too difficult and it was easier to pretend you didn't exist....

This was truly a new situation for both of you.

Usually no one approached you because Floyd scared everyone away and everyone immediately saw how in love Floyd was with you.

The eel didn't try to hide his feelings lol

There is always some blind, unhappy soul who doesn't realize their own best interests.

Before Floyd could react in any way, you raised your voice and said a few choice words to that random person.

Floyd actually found your reaction amusing.

Oh yeah, he loves it when you're protective of your relationship.

Floyd also admires your verbal talent in this situation.

Maybe you should go out even more so this can happen more often?

Eventually, though, Floyd pulls you away so you can continue with whatever he had planned for you to do.

For the rest of the day, you'll notice that Floyd is in a particularly good mood.

[syoldei]

haii hello... would u be willing to write riddle ruggie and jamil (me and my 2nd yrs bias...) with a s/o who's their polar opposite. like riddle obvs some sort of delinquent and i guess a rich reader and maybe a really lazy/no work ethic reader could worth for either jamil or ruggie tbh?? whatever u think fits best ^__^

www.twst › ACCORDING TO COULOMB'S LAW

💭: opposite attracts—that's part of the law of nature !

pairing. riddle rosehearts, ruggie bucchi, jamil viper x gn! reader (separate)

wc. 800-1k each (total 3.5k)

warnings. fluff no hurt, established relationship, not proofread

a/n. HAI ANON !! thank u for the request and this was so cute to write omg i rlly enjoyed writing this... my cutie labubus 🥹 also i got carried away writing jamil's part srry ...

I. RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS

Q: WHAT COULD GO WRONG WITH A LITTLE DELINQUENCY IN A MODEL STUDENT’S LIFE ?

Infirmary trips are quite lovely to some. 

If you push aside the detestable whiff of anesthetics and medicinal herbs, the prominent tang of blood that has your tongue subconsciously twitching, the numbing ache that nearly had you tipping on the edge of becoming a psychopath, the glaring white light that feels as if the empyrean glimmer of heaven’s gate is caressing your eyelids—

It is quite a holistic experience. 

“Unbelievable.”

Infirmary trips are peculiarly refreshing if you don't have Riddle glowering at you, looking seconds away from bursting a blood vessel.

Though it’s certainly not because of how you stubbornly refuse to acknowledge, moreover, acquiesce to the fact that it was entirely your dumbass fault—that your pride is expansive enough to warrant a unit expedition and explore the fuck out of it. 

No, that can’t be it. 

You squint your eyes at the figure that loomed over the pristine bed, abandoning the distant palpable throb of your swathed wounds (and the irritated voice of his that sounded so far away, probably scolding you) to place your interest in studying every contour and crevice of his face in lieu. 

Upon closer inspection, you can discern how his eyebrows are knitted together in some way along the lines of concern (yet vexation seems to triumph over it like a bloodied cloth), face scrunching up from that trademark frown he has over there. 

He looks pretty mad (he is fucking furious). 

“Are you even listening to a single word I am saying?” Riddle’s voice finally cuts through the static of your concussion, sharp enough to slice glass. He crosses his arms, the perfect, rigid posture of Heartslabyul’s housewarden contrasting violently with the absolute state of you—rebellious, blood-stained, and thoroughly thrashed from the brawl you definitely started. 

“You broke three school rules, disrupted the peace, and ended up bruised all over. Again, do you possess no concept of self-preservation?”

You merely offer him a lazy, loopy grin, entirely unbothered by the incoming lecture. You lean back into the pillows, wincing slightly as you reach a hand up to tap the tip of his scowling nose. “Love it when you talk dirty, Riddie. Keep going, I think my ears are finally stopped up with dried blood.”

Riddle’s face flushes a dangerous shade of crimson, but he doesn’t slap your hand away; instead, his fingers twitch, dropping his pin-straight stance just enough to carefully catch your wrist—avoiding the bruised knuckles with a gentleness he’d never admitted to. “You are an infuriating and reckless idiot.” 

His words come out clipped and sharp, but his thumb brushes unconsciously over the uninjured patch of skin near your wrist as if reassuring himself that you’re still here—not that well, but alive, nonetheless.

“You’re still grinning, I see,” he notes dryly, though the severity of his glare is somewhat undermined by the fact that he’s still cradling your wrist. “Is there something humorous about the fact that your cheek is currently swollen?” 

“Only that you’re looking at it like you want to kiss it better.” You rasp, the vibration of your own voice sending a dull throb through your jaw. You lean further into his touch, peering teasingly at him through your eyelashes.

Riddle freezes, the crimson colour on his cheeks instantly darkens, threatening to spread all the way to the tips of his ears. For a second, you think you’ve finally pushed him over the edge—that he’s going to cast his signature spell and let you deal with a collar on top of a concussion.

You beam in delight when he simply tightens his grip on you just a fraction, enough to anchor you.

“Do not be absurd,” he huffs, though his voice lacks the usual judicial bite. He momentarily looks away, pointedly staring at the wall beside your bed. “We are in an academic infirmary. Have you no shame? Truly, the impact to your head must have been more severe than the school nurse let on.”

For all his talk of rules and order, his composure is fraying at the edges, worn taut by the sight of your tattered uniform and the sight of your dressed wounds. He looks like he wants to scream and demand you follow the Queen’s laws of safety—but he also looks like he’s one more smartass comment away from collapsing into the chair beside you.

“If you do this again,” he whispers, leaning down until your foreheads almost touch—close enough that you can smell the faint, soothing scent of roses. “I will lock you in the rose maze until you forget what the outside world looks like. Do you understand me?”

“Sounds like a date,” you grin, tilting your head just enough for your forehead to lightly bump against his. It is probably the wrong response to make while the love of your life is actively threatening to imprison you for your own safety, but the way his eye twitches makes it entirely worthwhile.

“You are impossible,” he sighs, but he doesn’t move away.

II. RUGGIE BUCCHI

Q: WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF YOU PUT AN IMMOVABLE OBJECT WITH A(N) (UN)STOPPABLE FORCE ?

“Are you dead?” 

You peel one eye open, your gaze instantly locking on the sight of Ruggie standing over the couch with a grocery bag in one hand and the most deeply unimpressed expression known to mankind. 

Hell, he looks like he has been run over by a Spelldrive team—his uniform is wrinkled, his hyena ears are sagging at a tragic angle, and he is practically dragging his feet as he walks to the center of the room.

From your position on the couch, you don’t even blink, perhaps too busy with the ecstasy of residing in the state of higher consciousness (read: being a chud lounging all day on the couch). Still, who can truly blame you for the godly setup you pulled? Wrapped around a blanket so thick it can survive an arctic winter, your phone propped up lazily against a pillow, playing a video you aren’t even really watching—who would deny themselves the gates of heaven?

“No,” you answer, your voice muffled by the soft blanket pulled up to your nose.

He narrows his eyes. “You haven’t moved over since I left.”

“I rolled over once.”

Ruggie let out his cute, little shishishi laugh at that, though it sounded incredibly dry and ran entirely on the fumes of his remaining energy. He drops the grocery bag onto the coffee table with a heavy plastic rustle, then crosses his arms, looking down at you with a mix of exasperated fondness and profound jealousy.

“Oh, wow, a whole roll,” he scoffs, his tail giving a weak, tired twitch against his leg. “Remind me to throw you a whole parade later. I just spent the last four hours running errands for half of Savanaclaw, hustling around campus, and hauling groceries. My feet feel like they’re about to fall off, and my partner is out here celebrating a complete body rotation.”

“A rotation is a rotation—at least I moved, no?” You counter, stretching like a cat as you do so, and burrow deeper into the blanket instead of showing even the slightest intention of getting up,

“Yeah, yeah, how productive of you,” Ruggie snorts, walking closer until he’s leaning over the back of the couch. His calloused fingers, still a little cool from the evening air outside, reach down to gently brush a strand of hair out of your face before playfully pinching your cheek.

“Come on, scoot over a little—or better yet, give your boyfriend a proper hello before you turn into a literal puddle.”

You don’t find the idea of scooting viable in your comfort zone—moving away requires a level of physical exertion you simply aren’t cleared for today. Instead, you decide to solve the problem using your own unique strategy.

Your hand shoots out from the plush safety of the blanket like a striking python, catching Ruggie completely off guard. Your fingers snag the collar of his rumpled vest, and with one heavy tug, you drag him down to your territory. 

Ruggie, in return, lets out a startled squawk as his center of gravity betrays him, tumbling face-first into the plush expanse of the couch right beside you, his noise burying straight into the soft pillows.

“Whoa—hey! What’s the big idea—” he scrambles to roll over, his sharp elbows digging into the cushions as his reflexes try to kick in so he can push himself up.

He doesn’t even have the chance to finish his words before you throw your arm haphazardly over his chest, effectively anchoring his scrawny frame to the spot, and drag the massive blanket right over his shoulders. Within seconds, you have him completely pinned in place with your body draping over his side.

“Stay,” you mumble, burying your face directly into the crook of his neck, effectively cutting off his escape route. “You’re too loud, Rugs… just sleep.”

Ruggie huffs, his fluffy tail flicking erratically against your shins as he tries to find room to squirm. “I can’t just sleep! I brought the snacks you wanted, and I gotta unload the rest of the groceries!”

He waits for your predictable retort, for you to whine about the snacks or drowsily command him to let the groceries wait for next time—yet, he finds that the snappy comeback never comes. Instead, the only response he gets is the rhythmic, deep rise and fall of your chest against his side, followed by a soft, warm puff of air against his collarbone.

He blinks, shifting his head as much as your vice-like grip allows, only to find your eyes tightly shut, your features entirely smoothed over by the sudden onset of deep sleep.

Ruggie lets out a quiet groan—did you seriously trap him here?

He tries to slowly wiggle his left arm free from your grasp, but the action only warrants your grip to tighten instantly, a sleepy and discontented whine vibrating in your throat as you subconsciously pull him closer. 

For a guy who prides himself on being the quickest and slickest beastman in Savanaclaw, he has found himself stuck and outmaneuvered by someone who hasn’t even touched solid ground since noon. To be frank, he can easily use a bit more force to slide out from under you, but as he looks down at your serene face, the remaining fight in his bones drains right out of his body.

Well, looks like the grocery bag on the table can wait—the snacks aren’t going anywhere, anyway. Ruggie can’t even bring himself to argue further—the couch is incredibly cozy, the heavy blanket is retaining every ounce of your shared body heat, and you smell like clean laundry and absolute comfort. 

With a soft and defeated chuckle, Ruggie lets his head sink back into the mountain of pillows. His twitching ears finally flatten against his messy hair, and his arms slowly creep around your waist, his fingers hooking into your shirt as his heavy eyelids threaten to flutter shut.

“Man… you’re dirty for this,” he whispers into the quiet room. “Total cheat code, I tell you…”

III. JAMIL VIPER

Q: WHAT BREWS UP WHEN “I LIVE MY LIFE LIKE A CARTOON SKIT” BECOMES ENTANGLED WITH “I AM FIVE STEPS AHEAD OF YOU” ?

There is one universal consensus that the universe inherently despises a cocky question, no matter how rhetorical it may be.

To ask “what could go wrong?” is to be bereft of sanity and court the unmitigated wrath of Murphy’s law. It is to take a lit match to the fuse of calamity and act surprised when the explosion arrives ahead of schedule. 

It does not care that you had good intentions, it does not care that your risk assessment was reasonably based on an objective metric, that the variables were accounted for, that the plan was solid, and the execution was clean, and everything should have been fine.

Should, in Murphy’s jurisdiction, is a foreign tongue, unfortunately. 

Fate and destiny (or whatever bureaucratic nightmare the universe uses to govern human life), though technically incongruent with each other, are cut from the same cloth—they are both equally fucking sadists.

Really, you should have known better than to ask yourself, “How hard could baking a cake be?”

The plan, in theory, should be simple—you would be surprising Jamil with a homemade birthday cake before midnight, because store-bought felt impersonal and you had seen enough cooking content online to have developed a deeply theoretical understanding of the process.

You have a recipe pulled up on your phone, and you have the entire Scarabia kitchen yourself, a rare luxury afforded by the fact that the rest of the dorm is fast asleep. 

Truly, no biggie at all.

So, you’re not truly sure where things went wrong for the first time tonight.

You stand in front of the counter, sleeves rolled up to your elbows with flour dusted on your cheeks, all the while you stare at a bowl of what can only be generously called “batter” if one is feeling charitable.

“...Okay,” you try to assure yourself. “That might be fine.”

It… definitely doesn’t look like the picture—if anything, it might be closer to a witch’s cauldron of agony, blasphemy, and everything raggedy—but that’s fine, heat should fix things up.

Allegedly.

Roughly forty minutes later, several things are true simultaneously:

First, the cake is out of the oven.

Second, the cake is not what anyone would describe as a cake. 

To be fair, it is cake-adjacent—structurally committed to the general concept, present in the correct pan, and the resemblance is there, somewhere. No matter if it has sunk in the middle, and that one edge is higher than the other, for reasons that are unknown to you. 

You tilt your head, then tilt it the other way—well, it certainly does not look any better from any other angle. 

The Scarabia kitchen also does not look any better from any other angle—dusted in flour from how you yanked the bag with too much enthusiasm (sending a fine white blizzard over the pristine marble counters, your clothes, and your hair), a pool of vanilla extract lies on the floor, and the oven mitts are slightly singed because you panicked when the timer went off.

“It’s fine,” you whisper to the empty room. “Nothing a bunch of frosting can’t hide.”

You are just about to slap a massive clump of icing directly into the center crater of the cake when the heavy oak doors of the kitchen open with a quiet keen of your impending doom.

Jamil cannot believe his fucking eyes—well, he can, but the sight in front of him leaves them wide with a rare, visceral mix of profound disbelief and immediate threat assessment. He had come to the kitchen for a glass of water; that was it—a simple and rational decision. 

He certainly had not anticipated having to neutralize an assassin that somehow sneaked into the dorm, a rogue arsonist, or Kalim having another one of his ideas.

Yet, looking at the scene before him, any of those options would have been vastly easier to imagine.

“...What,” he says slowly, “are you doing.”

You freeze mid-motion, spatula raised like a blunt weapon. The thick streak of frosting adorning your left cheek and the smudge of flour give you the appearance of a guilty ghost.

“...Nothing?” you offer weakly.

Jamil closes his eyes and takes a deep, grounding breath—it’s the kind that is usually reserved when Kalim suggests hosting an impromptu banquet for three hundred people on a Tuesday night.

When he opens them, the reality of the situation has not changed.

“Nothing?” He repeats, his voice flat and dangerously calm. He crosses his arms, leaning against the doorframe, his dark eyes sweeping across the disaster zone. 

“If this is ‘nothing’,” Jamil says, his voice dripping with dry sarcasm. “I would hate to see what you consider an actual incident. Are you attempting to bake, or did something detonate in my kitchen?”

“First of all, it’s our kitchen based on the dorm layout,” you counter, attempting to sound reasonable while holding a spatula dripping with buttercream. “Second of all, I was baking—it just… had a few hiccups.”

A few hiccups are just putting it lightly.

He sighs and walks forward, before stopping right next to you, looking down into the bowl of frosting.

“You didn’t even sift the powdered sugar, did you?” he asks, taking the spatula from your hand with a gentle but firm tug.

He looks at your face, his expression softening slightly. Before you can ask him what he’s doing, he reaches out, his thumb brushing against your cheek to wipe a stray streak of flour. His touch is warm against your skin, a stark contrast to his cool, composed demeanor.

“You have it in your hair too,” he murmurs, a faint and amused smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “I leave you alone for a few hours, and you manage to turn the kitchen into a winter wonderland. What was the goal here anyway?”

“Well,” you mumble, suddenly looking at the flour-covered floor. “It’s almost midnight, and I wanted to make you a birthday cake from scratch. You always cook for everyone else, and I just wanted you to… receive something for once.”

Jamil blinks, his gaze flickering from your face to the unfortunate excuse of the cake on the counter, and then back to the frosting adorning your face. For a brief moment, he simply stares, caught somewhere between exasperation and something far softer. The corner of his mouth twitches despite himself, and when he finally lets out a sigh, it lacks any real irritation.

“You are unbelievable,” he says, but his tone is entirely laced with fondness. He rolls up his sweater’s sleeves, exposing his forearm with practiced ease before tying his hair up into a simple ponytail. “If you wanted to give me a heart attack for my birthday, you could have just said so. Come here.”

To your absolute delight, he accepts the challenge of the disaster cake.

This time, Jamil takes charge (thank the lord), but he doesn’t push you away from the station. Instead, he steadies and guides your hands, showing you how to properly whip the frosting to salvage the lumps. 

You think he might be explaining the steps slowly for you to understand, but you can only hear glimpses of it when his chest is pressed lightly against your back as he reaches over to guide your grip on the whisk. 

“Slow down,” he murmurs near your ear. “Whisk it with steady and consistent movements, like this.”

For the next twenty minutes, the kitchen is filled with the quiet rhythm of the two of you working in tandem. You manage to accidentally squirt a star of frosting on the back of his hand, and he retaliates by bopping a dot of chocolate onto the tip of your nose. It is messy and utterly uncoordinated on your part, and entirely uncharacteristic of Jamil’s usual perfectionism—but it’s perfect and familiar in every sense.

By the time the clock on the wall begins its chime, the cake has gone through a serious metamorphosis.

It is still fundamentally crooked, considering its resemblance to the leaning Tower of Pisa, but under Jamil’s expert guidance, the crater is filled with a rich chocolate center. The outside is coated in a smooth layer of buttercream, and you have aggressively showered the entire thing in gold star sprinkles to distract any remaining structural anomalies.

Jamil sets down the piping bag, wiping his hands on a towel. “...There.”

You immediately circle the cake, inspecting it from every conceivable angle. “Huh, it actually looks edible now.”

You steal a glance at the clock, a wide smile taking over your lips when it counts all the way to midnight.

“Hold on, don’t touch it yet,” you say quickly, a sudden burst of energy hitting you.

You turn your head and rummage through your pocket, your fingers finally closing around a small, slightly crumpled paper wrapper. With a triumphant little aha!, you pull out a slightly bent candle and a box of matches. 

Jamil raises an eyebrow, watching as you carefully straighten the candle and plant it right into the center of the chocolate crater, burying it deep enough to stand. When that’s done, you pull a match from the box and with one quick flick of the wrist, strike it against the side.

The small and warm flame dances between you, casting a golden glow against the lopsided cake and illuminating the sharp lines of Jamil’s face.

“Go, make a wish.” You smile, nudging the cake a little closer toward him.

He stays there for a moment (enjoying the profound quietness between you two, tucked away while the rest of the dorm sleeps), before he finally tilts his head down toward the lone flickering candle. 

With a soft exhale, he blows out the flame, leaving the two of you in the shadowed warmth of the kitchen. In the dark, the smile he sends your way is small and fleeting, but tender enough that you think you might remember it longer than the cake itself.

You suspect you’ll be thinking about that smile for a while.

“Happy birthday, Jamil.”

[pursuitsofjade]

"let's break up!" with jade leech

synopsis: jade leech is utterly in love with you. the thing is, when you confessed, he got so carried away in his happiness that he forgot to tell you he likes you back.

tags: established relationship, kinda crack ...?, jade is a goofball, not very sad it very happi happi story

wc: 1.6k

“Jade, have you ever thought of breaking up?”

“Oho? and what has brought you to that idea, my dear? I believe I have not done anything unsatisfactory as of late. ”

“Actually, you have been treating me well lately. The thing is, I just have some doubts about your feelings for me…” 

Ever since you’ve confessed to the eel, he’s been nothing but perfect towards you. Walking you to class; taking initiative and inviting you on hikes to the mountains, even carrying you all the way down when your feet hurt; gifting you a terrarium with two plants sitting side by side, saying that it’s supposed to be the two of you…the list could go on? So what could make you doubt his love for him? 

That’s precisely it. When Jade accepted your confession, you were ecstatic to say the least. Because you were so over the moon, you failed to confirm whether or not they were actually returned. 

You knew for a fact that you loved the eel, and that behind his scheming pursuits and chilling smiles, he does hold some affection for you. But you weren’t sure if he liked you the same way you did. When your fingers brushed over his, did he feel the same rush you did? Whenever you spot him in a sea of students after class, does his heart run to the moon and back, the same as you still do despite all the time you’ve spent together? 

Amidst your racing thoughts, Jade calculates his own response. 

But first, a realization. 

“It seems that I have missed something…” His voice comes out as a soft mumble, as if he were talking to himself. 

“Sorry?”

He looks at you with his eyebrows furrowed, concern painting the eel’s face. This kind of expression was common, but it was usually accompanied by a scheme of some sort. The only scheme here would be playing your heart, however. But you see the slight downward twitch of his lips, and for a moment, you believe that his worry is genuine. Then, his mouth moves to turn into a little pout. Adorable, you think. 

“I cannot believe that I have overlooked such a vital part of our relationship.” Jade makes a move to hold you closer, his long limbs slithering along the dip of your waist. Your heart does a flip, maybe 10000 flips in a second. Lethal power: 67%.

“Prefect…” His fingers drag along your hair, tucking it behind your ear. The closer proximity gives you a chance to study his annoyingly handsome features. His mismatched eyes meet your own, and his lips contort into the smile you’ve grown fond of. You feel your knees weaken, and mentally thank Jade for holding you–otherwise you might’ve fallen. Fallen for him, though, you already have. Lethal power: 82%. 

Suddenly, he draws back. Your eel retracts his arms from your shoulder and waist, takes a step to create some space before you, and holds his hands together in the usual, polite manner he does. 

“Will you let me have the honor of marrying you?” 

…

…?

…????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Lethal power: MAXIMUM OVERDRIVE

You find yourself unable to move in shock. Was there something you missed? What part of your conversation could have ever led him to Him??? Marrying??? You???

Before he could reach for the box in his pocket and get down on his knees (why does he just have that prepared?); your arms frantically reach the sides of his shoulder and bring him up to your eye level, looking at him as if he had gone insane. Well, you’re not that far off…

“Wait, Jade! I’m sorry, I don’t understand! I thought you didn’t like me back, why are you–”

“You thought that I didn’t return your affections? My dear, are you dense?”

Dense. You don’t know if that was a more fitting description for yourself or the eel standing before you, “On the contrary, I believe my feelings are affirmed to you each and every day we spend together.” For the second time, you’re taken aback. Unlike the first, your mouth is left gaping so much that a fly could take space and start paying rent. However, Jade graciously brings his hand to your chin to close it, and looks into your eyes once more. 

“I believe I haven’t missed a day. I was under the impression that our relationship was going smoothly, and that you were unsatisfied that I haven’t proposed to you yet. Was that not your point, my dear?”

No, far from it! You wanted to shout, but to your favor, you let him continue, “I remember the day you first confessed your feelings for me. I assumed that you were accepting my attempts to court you. I always made sure to intertwine your arm with mine, after all.” 

That day, after his polite response, he reached out to offer his arm for you to hold, and walked you back to Ramshackle. It was no surprise to you, however, because it was common for him to do so. You safely assumed that he was trying to play the part of a gentlemanly, polite eel. But apparently, that meant something entirely different to Jade. He was courting you all this time? And you never noticed??

“Jade, are you serious?” You give him an incredulous look, your brain trying to catch up with this new information. The eel smiles at your current expression, now clearly finding amusement at the situation.

 “Yes, quite serious, my dear. But to calm your worries, I assure you that I sincerely return your affections. I find that our time together has made my days much more pleasant, and that your presence is one that I can never bring myself to tire of. Though you can be a handful at times, it seems that it only causes me to fall more in love with you, fufu.” The lilt in his tone soothes your thoughts, and you begin to fully look at the eel standing before you. Standing up with perfect posture, his hands are brought together across his stomach, and he still has his signature smile spread across his face. If you squinted a bit, you’d find that his cheeks are even tinted a very faint shade of pink, and that his breathing is a bit uneven. For Jade, such a small reaction is a big sign that he’s worked up. You find that hard to believe, but just hearing you doubt his love for you is enough to throw him off track.

Despite that, his eyes seem filled with amusement crinkling their corners, clearly focusing all his attention on you. At the realization, you feel your face heat up, and your heart runs a mile once more. But you’re happy. Relieved, even. Though your hypothesis was completely off, it’d be the only thing you’d never want to be true. The fact is: your eel is undeniably and utterly in love with you. 

There is one question left unanswered, however. 

“Prefect, I’m glad that I was able to erase your doubts, but I believe you have yet to respond to my previous inquiry.” 

“Huh? What did I miss…I love you too?”

He smiles at your reply, and gently runs his gloved fingers through your hair once more, “I appreciate your words, but I was referring to my marriage proposal.” 

“Wait, you’re really asking me that? Right now?” You were only in your second and third years, after all. You didn’t think your relationship would last either, and that you’d be left to deal with your “unrequited” feelings forever…

The amused look in Jade’s eyes turned into something that resembled mischief instead,  “Hm? I take it that you are rejecting my request? Or is it that…there is a third party?” This time, he puts on his worried face–cute pout intact–hand holding his chin, clearly putting on an act to look pitiful. “I was hoping to wait for the perfect time to ask for your hand, but I thought that waiting had become a hindrance in our relationship, in regard to your previous worries. Though, I am curious as to what your answer will be, my dear~.”

You let out a dry sniffle, but then your eyes warm up, and suddenly tears are streaming down your face. You find that your overwhelming happiness is difficult to hold back, and you see Jade genuinely startled once more. He immediately moves to retrieve the handkerchief from his breast pocket, “Oh dear, Prefect, I apolog–”

“Yes! Jade, please marry me!”

extra:

After your confession, Jade walks back to Octavinelle in high spirits. Even Floyd is weirded out by how happy his brother seems, but immediately assumes that Shrimpy had done something nice to him that day. More than nice, actually.

He gathers his materials and the plants he’s foraged to create a terrarium dedicated to you. One out of many, in fact, but this one is special because it marks your first day as a couple. He sets two budding plants together, hoping to see them bloom with you.

Then comes your new routine–preparing you lunches with mushrooms he’s foraged and recipes he threatened asked for from Ruggie, taking initiative and inviting you on hiking dates or go stargazing with him, and clearly giving you special treatment by handing out discounts whenever you visit him at Mostro Lounge Azul is on his last straw.

The only thing running through his head while doing these things is of course, three simple words: I love you. 

Seeing you waiting by the counter at Mostro Lounge? I love you. When he gifted your couple-terrarium and saw how overjoyed you were, he thought, So this is love. Even though hiking wasn’t your strongest suit, you insisted on going with him because you wanted to be part of his hobbies, too. I love the Prefect. 

However, it seems he got a bit carried away, because he never actually uttered these words to you–they remained as constant thoughts in his mind, leading him to believe he always relayed these feelings to you.  Hm, and he has the nerve to wonder why you ask him one day, “Jade, will you ever break up with me?”

hi I #back am at it! i didn't really proofread this and maybe i will edit later on but i want to get it out and stop being a perfectionist LOL so HI HI EVERYONE this is my submission to the jade leech fic community this is all i got for now gang

[y2ashlee]

You/Yuu giving TWST boys head Gender Neutral Reader

For the first time~ The Script

I will also be putting how big I think they are, my opinion.

I thought about doing the other characters but I decided against it but if you want me to well depending on the character only ask and you shall receive.

If your wondering why I used both inches and cms for width and length it’s cause I used a ruler and was judging size and whatnot with my hand and I cbf’d to change one to the other.

I’m pretty sure I used “You” and tried my best not to use any gendered terms if there are let me know I won’t change it probably but I wanna know if I did a good job and whatnot.

I’m also basing this on their heights and builds. So I’m sorry Lilia lovers I HIGHLY doubt that Lilia is packing a huge glock, shotgun or anything of the like.

Anyway enjoy hopefully (^~^)

WARNINGS: Adult Content, mostly proof read, dick size jokes, dick jokes in general, dicks, non humanoid dicks

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Riddle- Coming in at a HUGE L: 4.5 inches W: 2.5cm

The first time you gave him one had him literally gasping unsure how to feel as he grasped at his clothes. You told him to sit down on something comfortable and he did what you asked he watched as you knelt down in front of him his eyes never wavering from your form watching you undo his belt and zipper and button before sliding his trousers apart and slipping down his underwear. He gasped slightly as the air hit his exposed length but his eyes never leaving your form. Your tongue sweeps over his tip earning a groan from him before taking it into your mouth. Your tongue working on his length earning muffled moans as you took him deeper into your mouth almost fitting it completely but deciding not to as you massaged the rest with your thump. You moved your head back and forth feeling him tense up in your mouth his thigh spasming before he climaxed into your mouth his back arched and a shuddered moan escaping his lips in ecstasy. His eyes watered slightly as he felt his face flush in embarrassment. You retreated from his length and smiled up at him before saying. “You did such a good job.” He didn’t know why but hearing you say that made him feel amazing.

Trey- L: 5.9 inches nearly 6” W: 3.5cm a great size

He was a little hesitant to let you do this for him since he hadn’t done anything for you nor had you had sex yet the both of you at most had made out and grinded on each other but that didn’t stop you wanting to treat him so to speak. So when you were alone you got down and freed his length of its confines earning a soft gasp as the air hit his exposed skin. You stroked it a few times before taking the tip into your mouth licking the slit and stroking the tip with your tongue feeling him harden in your hand before taking it deeper into your mouth he shudders at the feeling of your warm wet mouth taking him in so deep. You took a moment before stroking the rest of his length that you couldn’t take before you started to move your head back and forth saliva dribbling down your cheek as you felt him shudder. Above you you could hear him muffling a moan as you squeezed his length with you hand earning a groan from him as he hunched over breath heavy as he came spilling into your mouth. He shuddered before quickly whispering and stuttered out a. “S-spit it out..” you complied but thought that he could always make it taste like something else with his unique magic.

Cater- L: 6 inches W: 3cm a great size

Cater literally dropped his phone when you offered his shock lasted a minute and he only snapped out of it when you tapped him on the leg. “Yeah sure can I film it?” You gave him a look which sent a chill up her spine. “Haha I’m joking..just a pic?” You sigh shaking your head before pushing him down on his bed. “Babe I was joking relax-!” He said feeling you cup his groin through his pyjama bottoms as you kissed him quickly feeling him shudder as you kissed down his neck your hand running over his hardening covered length before slipping your hand below his waistband and underwear and slipping it out earning a groan from him. You kissed the tip before running your tongue along the underside making his back arch as he gripped the bed covers to ground himself when you took it into your mouth. He let out a soft quiet moan as your warm wet mouth engulfed his length your tongue draped against it as your thumb and fingers massaged what you couldn’t fit while your free hand massaged his inner thigh. He groaned his eyes closing as he felt himself feel that knot forming he clasped a hand over his mouth the other grasping your hair gently as his hips bucked slightly. Your teeth gently draped over his length unintentionally making him let out a whine of discomfort. You let out a chuckle and it reverberated against his length making his back arch once more his thigh twitching as he came. You blinked a couple of times the taste unexpected as you grabbed a tissue and spat it out not wanting in your mouth anymore.

Deuce- L: 5.5 Inches W: 3cm decent size

The first time you did it for him, he insisted that he do it for you first, but you convinced him let you do it first, once you had him when you wanted you gently grasped his uncovered length and licked it up from the base making him shut up. You kissed the slit earning a gasp from him making him cover his mouth. Your thumb rubbed against the underside making him quiver out a moan. You finally took the head into your mouth earning a mewl from him as you gradually take more and more into your mouth listening your mouth against it until you couldn’t fit anymore, your eyes watering slightly as your thumb rubbed what you couldn’t fit. He gasped out a moan quivering as he came his hot fluid shooting against your open lips some landing on your cheeks while the rest went in your mouth.

Ace- L: 5.6 inches W: 2.5cm a good size

You obviously did him first because there is no way he’d be on his knees before you, but that’s fine. You’ll just make him crumble until he is. He stared down at you with a shit eating grin plastered on his face as you looked away unclothing his length watching it slightly spring up as if to greet you. You grasped it gently stroking it up from the base his shit eating grin gone replaced by him biting his lip his head staring up at the ceiling. You took it into your mouth playing with the slit with your tongue his mouth salivating at the feeling of your hot wet mouth around him. You graze your fingers against the underside making him let out a moan. You pulled away slightly and continued kissing it up and down ever so often slipping it into your mouth like an ice cream stick. Before finally with a whimper and a groan he came all over your face and hand onto your chest. Lucky you weren’t wearing a shirt.

Leona- L: 6 inches W: 4cm great size head slightly wider (Has barbs but they don’t hurt it’s more ribbed for pleasure)

He obviously did you first as this culture is adamant that they put their partners first. So now it was your turn and after giving him praise he was more than hard enough when you finally released it from its confines. It stood up right and you definitely noticed that it was not like a regular humans. You gulped slightly noticing what looked like barbs but you licked your lips feeling how dry they were before you grazed his length with your fingers before finally licking a test strip against his slit making him shudder his eyes never wavering from your form as he laid there arms behind his head. You gradually take the tip into your mouth running your tongue along the underside noting that the head was slightly larger as you took more into your mouth finding a rhythm your eyes closing and you felt him shudder beneath you you hear small gasps and groans his thighs twitching beneath you as his back arched slightly, his hips jerking as he came a growl leaving his throat his eyes never left your form. You waited a moment swallowing before realising what you did. He was flattered regardless.

Ruggie- L: 5 inches W: 3cm a decent size head slightly larger than the rest of his length

Despite everything this money hungry, food hungry boy let you do this. He was very anxious and didn’t look at you as you freed his length you noticed that it was not like a normal humans, but that didn’t frighten you as grasped it’s gently earning a gasp from him. You licked the tip before taking it into your mouth noticing the size difference of the head to the rest of it. He let out a moan as you took him deeper working the rest of it with your hand slowly taking more and more in as you went slurping noises rang in his ears as he let out a groan followed by a chuckle. His hips jerked towards your mouth likely unintentional as he covered his mouth to muffle his moans and nervous chuckles. He quivered as he felt himself close to release your teeth grazing against his length making him shudder his back arching as he came his eyes watery as he came down from his high before his eyes finally landed on you noticing his release all over your face. He quickly grabbed a cloth to help clean you off embarrassed and promised to make it up to you later.

Jack- L: 7 inches (Including Knot) W: 3.5cm (5cm knot)

He felt uncomfortable letting you do this so you promised he could do it for you after. He sat there on your bed back against the pillows and headboard tail to the side of him only in his underwear. Kissing down his jaw after a make out session slowly kissing down his chest to his stomach your fingers slipping beneath his waistband before sliding it down slightly to release his semi hard length before grasping it gently in both hands. He stiffened at your touch and so did his length tail swaying slightly at his anxiousness. You licked your lips before giving his pointed tip a test lick making him shiver your hot mouth around him made him feel amazing despite his squirming. You took more and more of him into your mouth your hand stroking the rest including his “knot”. Your mouth became wetter and wetter making sloppy sounds as you sucked and moved your mouth against his length. The sounds rang through his eyes as he felt himself get closer and closer to his release. He growled out a moan followed by a whimper as he felt your teeth graze against his length finally his release came shooting into your mouth and down your throat. His face flushed as he gazed up at the ceiling his eyes hazy before it came back to your face embarrassment overcoming him.

Azul- L: 5.6 Inch’s W: 3.4 cm Merform- L: 12inches W: Starting at the tip 2cm and gets wider to about 4inches (I like to think it is not one of his tentacles and under them basically where his human dick would be I guess or it’s hidden in a cloaca)

Human form:

Obviously it takes awhile to warm him up to the idea but eventually you had him all to yourself in his room. His gaze avoided yours as he sat on his bed while you knelt on the ground between his legs your hand on his exposed length your breath grazing his tip making him shudder as you took it into your mouth earning a moan from him. You stroked what you couldn’t fit with your dominant hand while your other massaged his thigh. He didn’t know where to put his hands so he just squeezed the bed covers. He shuddered out a moan as he felt your nails drag against his length making him shudder. You pulled away to take a breath making him gasp as the cool air hit his exposed length making him squirt a little pre cum before you went back in your teeth grazing against his tip earning a groan from him as you took more of his length into your mouth squeezing him with your hand making that knot in his stomach snap most of his release going down your throat but it was worth it to hear him gasp, groan, moan and whimper. He shuddered out a whispered thank you and I’ll pay you back.

Merform:

If you thought doing something sexual in human form, took a lot of convincing think again as it took 10 times more to do things while he was in his true form. But eventually you got here, somewhere in the sea away from prying eyes and with a water breathing potion for you. He looked even more nervous than he was well in human form but as you found his length with your hand and kissed down his jaw, neck, chest slowly going lower kissing his abdomen, kissing down a tentacle making him shiver and quiver away from you. Finally, your lips were placed upon his length making him wrap a tentacle around one of your legs to reassure himself. It did feel very tentacle like and it was definitely longer than his human form. But you slowly took more and more into your mouth. He moaned his eyes watering slightly like he could taste you on his tongue which he probably could. Another tentacle grabbed onto you wrapping around your body as you continued your tongue squeezing around his hip, making him grown his breath hitching as bubbles left his mouth along with a moan. He let out when he climaxed inside your mouth. You didn’t know what to do as his hips slammed into your mouth making you gag and swallow his inky and salty release. He mumbled your name along with something in coherent. You were going to be here awhile.

Jade- L: 7.2 inches W: 2.8 cm Merform- L: 9inches W: starting at the tip 2cm to 4cm (I picture the twins having a cloaca on the front for their dicks as well as a poop hole on the back somewhere)

Human form:

You had him where you wanted well that’s what he wanted you to think. Regardless he was sitting down on your bed his length in your hand as you knelt on the ground in front of him your lips peppering his length with kisses and licks making him quiver and let out small gasps. Finally every so often you take the head past your lips tasting what you assumed was precum. You weren’t really sure what to do so you treated it like an ice cream or a lollipop sucking and licking it taking more and more into your mouth you close your eyes concentrating on doing a good job until you hear him let out a moon making you open your eyes and look up at him still continuing your work. His eyes were closed as his hand covered his mouth. His breath was heavy, his body quivering until finally he looked down at you seeing you look up at him made the knot in his stomach snap as he came his body convulsing and shuddering as his back arched slightly pushing his length further into your throat making you pull him out of your mouth quickly coughing your eyes watery. “S-sorry my pearl..” he said almost sounding sincere. You massage your throat while glaring at him too which he chuckled nervously.

Merform:

Jade may feel more comfortable in his natural form but that didn’t mean he was not nervous for you to see his true… Package. He insisted you do this with him somewhere in the ocean with a water breathing potion just in case, so here you were somewhere out of sight away from anyone. He insisted that he prepared himself first considering he knew you wondered where his package was so that’s what he did facing away from you and all you saw for a few minutes was his back muscles and arm moving along with his hands as he let out a few groans before stopping being afraid to turn around. He took a breath before turning around watching your eyes go wide with eyebrows raised. He got nervous shame washing over him before you took his length in your hand lowering your head and taking it into your mouth making him shudder you took more and more into your mouth earning gasps and moans from him, what you couldn’t fit you stroked with your hands feeling him quiver and shudder in your mouth before he came his hips bucking slightly. You waited until he came down from his high before you pulled away, spitting out his release as he asked you to do just in case. You coughed a little and massaged your throat out of habit as you watch him calm down, noticing his length slowly retreat back inside of him, which intrigued you but you said nothing.

Floyd- L: 7.3 inches W: 3cm Merform- L: 9.4 inches W: starting at tip again 2cm to 4cm

Human form:

How you got here was a mystery as he was barely ever in the mood but now he was and you had him laying down on your bed as you perched over his legs his length in your hands as you took it in your mouth, making him gasp at the warmth around it, he almost came just from that but you waited a moment until you started moving your pace picking up ever so often as you took more and more into your mouth and almost removing it completely from your mouth he was a gasping and quivering mess beneath you in no time at all as he grown his length quivering in your hand as you pulled away from him making him groan at the coolness touching his wet warm length making him come right there straight onto your face making you quickly shut your eyes in astonishment you thought he’d last longer but seeing him laying there under you quivering, whimpering and gasping made you feel accomplished regardless.

Merform:

For once he initiated but you were in no place to do anything so he dragged you away made you gulp down a water breathing potion and dragged you to a vacant beach underwater cave. Finally he asked you to ”Do the thing!” for him you relented but got him laying on the cave floor stroking his much longer length as you took him into your mouth, noting that it kind of felt like his tongue but slimy as you closed your eyes trying to feel around while he turned into a gasping, moaning mess beneath you your fingers caressing what you couldn’t fit with your fingers earning groans from him as he bucked his hips up into your mouth as the knot in his stomach snapped as he came into your mouth making you swallow most of it but it didn’t stop him from using your mouth as he continued to thrust is hips until he came down from his high finally letting you pull away from him coughing and gasping making a note to tie him down next time you do it for him in this form.

Kalim- L: 5.7 inches W: 3cm

Once you had him sitting on the edge of the bed, he did not stop fidgeting restlessly as he hummed a non-existent tune until you grasped his unclothed semi hard length making him jolt and squirm under your grasp. You stroked his length a few times before taking it into your mouth making him shudder. He let out a shaky breath as you took more and more into your mouth soft slurping noises could be heard as you worked your nonagoc mouth on his length as he squirmed and gasped. “M-my diamond, you’re really g-good at this~..” he said with a moon you paid no mind only waiting for him to climb as you continued your work striking what you couldn’t fit while your other hand squeeze his thigh. You pulled away for a breath making him grown at the cool air hitting his exposed Link making him gasp as he came on your face. He shattered as he came down from his high before he realised quickly grabbing something to wipe your face and doing so. “I’m so so sorry!!” you just chuckled and let him do so.

Jamil- L: 5.9 inches W: 3.3cm

Jamil finally have some time relax so you took it upon yourself to treat him. He laid on his bed half naked as you ask. You lent over him massaging his arms and legs before moving onto his chest and stomach burning a contented sigh from him. Your fingers slipped to beneath his Westland slipping down his underwear as well as as his pants. Your hand grasps his length broken it a few times stealing it parted in your hand while you’re free hand continues to massage and stroke his abdomen. He got when you take it into your mouth, stroking the slit with your tongue earning a man from him. You took more of his length into your mouth closing your eyes focusing on your task. He shuddered and gasped beneath you his body squirming against you. He clenched his eyes shut as his back arched pushing more of himself into your mouth as he climax his eyes watering as his body quivered and came to a stop. You pulled away from him and let go of his length and sat up watching him as he came down forgetting that you swallowed his release. You didn’t think he’d come that quickly.

Vil- L: 6.3 inches W: 3cm

Vil was a proud man but where you had him right now sitting on the edge of his bed exposed lengths in your hand made him feel naked and anything but proud. You licked your lips before taking the tip into your mouth, licking the slit making him quiver and bite his lips. He let a sigh passed his lips as you took more of him into your mouth massaging the rest with your hand while you’re free hand gently squeeze his thigh to stabilise yourself. He got as your tongue scraped against the undecided making him shudder. Your pace quickened making him hunch over his eyes gazing over your form, freezing him in place as you worked magic on him with your non-magical mouth. A moan slipped past his lips feeling that familiar knot in his stomach as you continued. Taking his length out of your mouth to pepper kisses on it slurping on the sides, squeezing and massaging the flesh where is shaft meets his balls making him groan as the not snapped and he released onto your face. Luckily, your eyes were closed. “S-sorry dear h-hold on a moment.” he said quickly grabbing some tissue and wiping your face. “W-well, they say it’s good for the skin..and at least you didn’t swallow it.” He he said trying to lighten the mood.

Rook- L: 5.9 inches W: 3.1 cm

He had gone down on you more times than you could count on both hands so you wanted to return the favour. He was on his bed back against the pillow and headboard as you know between his legs your hand on his length as you stroked it peppering it with kisses and licks before taking it into your mouth playing with the split with your tongue earning gas, moans and poetic words in French. You chose to ignore them as you continued feeling him quiver and shut up in your hand and mouth. He let out a grown feeling his climax getting closer and closer as you pulled away for breath making him grow. You lick your lips before taking him back in earning a gasped moan from him as his length deeper into your mouth. He casted as that not snapped quicker than he expected and same with you. You blinked a few times as you felt yourself follow his climax by accident before you pulled away and wipe your mouth vaguely listening to his poetic and thankful words to you.

Epel- Coming in at a MASSIVE 3.5 inches L: 3.5 inches W: 2.8

He was very nervous and it showed, but he’d never admit it. He sat on your bed. I’m starting around looking anywhere but you as you know before his legs hand on his hardening length. Stroke it a few times before taking it into your mouth, licking the slit making him gasp and shudder. You gently run your finger along the underside, making him moan and cover his mouth clenching his eyes shut as he let out a grown. You took more of his length into your mouth until he was completely inside it. He bit his lip as he stuttered you squeeze his thigh as he continued your movements earning muffled moans and gasps from him as he arched his back his hips bucking into your mouth almost making you gag as he grown feeling like he was going to bust as he lent back falling onto his back on the bed. You continued slurping noises echoing in his ears as he bucked his hips up into your mouth his released finally hitting as he groaned out a moon as his climax slipped down your throat as you swallowed finally pulling away from him and wiping your mouth. He mumbled to himself before slowly sitting up saying something about you shouldn’t have swallowed and fat he was sorry ect.

Idia- L: 6.4 inches W: 3cm

There you were between his legs as he sat on his chair, the back towards the monitors as you grasped his length with your hand making him jump and quiver. You took a breath pumping it a few times before taking it into your mouth, making him shudder and bite his lip. You took more of his length into your mouth as he heard sloping sound he did not to look at you. He gasped as his thighs quiver and his face turned into that shit eating grin he wore when he said something awkward. He shuddered as your tongue slipped over his foot before taking him back into your mouth adding more of him his hips bucking in response to meet your mouth as he placed a hand on your head massaging it and playing with your hair as bucked his hips into your mouth at a steady pace to the point where you were you basically weren’t doing anything as he used your mouth for his pleasure he shudders as he gasped out a moan before coming down your throat his hand falling from your head making you quickly pull away from him and coughing before glaring at him to which he quickly apologises profusely.

Malleus- L: 8 inches W: starting from the tip 1.5cm to 4cm (both of them)

You weren’t sure how to tackle this or them as he had two of them so you stroked them before taking one of the tips into you mouth making him gasp a shiver going up his spine. You pull away give the other tip the same attention earning a low groan from him. You push the both together stroking them a you took both tips into your mouth making him shiver as he let out a moan. One length would have been easy to take into your mouth not fully but you could. Two on the other hand gave you a bit more of a challenge as the more you took into your mouth they got wider which you could only go so far as you decided to stroke what you couldn’t fit. He let out a moan his eyes closing as he felt a knot form in his stomach as you continued your slurping noises echoing through his mind as his hips jerking slightly as he let out a moan followed by a gasp of your name as his body stiffened before a shudder ran down his spine as cool air hit his lengths as you pulled away for breath. He groaned at the loss but let out a whimpered moan as you took them back into your mouth continuing the difficult task as he felt his length twitch in your mouth before he let out a gasped groan as his climax hit his release filling your mouth completely making you quickly take them out as the rest went on your hands and face as you coughed. He shuddered and took a moment to come down from his high before quickly apologising and cleaned you up.

Lilia- L: 4.4 inches W: 2.4cm the head is a bit larger around 3.4cm

Lilia allowed you to do this for him as long as he went down on you first so now you had him laying down on his bed as stroked his length before giving it a test lick and peppering it with kisses earning subtle praise from him along with a low groan. He wasn’t that large he was average but girthy so your mouth was still full if that makes sense. You finally take the tip into your mouth your tongue massaging the underside as you took more into your mouth deciding to treat it lie a lollipop as you massaged it against the side of your mouth your teeth grazing it slightly making him shudder out a groan as he closed his eyes letting you do whatever you wanted with him. One of your hands rested on his thigh while the other massaged his balls earning a groaned moan from him as he felt that knot tighten further as his back arched. He let out a chuckle playing a hand on your head to ground himself as the other rested behind his head. You continued your movements your eyes watering slightly as you took him in fully almost gagging every time but you soldiered on earning a soft moan and hitched breaths from him until finally the knot snapped as his climax hit him letting out a chuckle as he came down. “My dear make sure you pit it out.” He said more then asked you just nodded after you pulled him out of your mouth. “Good.” He said a little out of breath he hadn’t felt that good in well ages.

Silver- L: 5.9 W: 3.2cm

He was laying down on your bed as your hand was on his length as you stroked it giving it a test lick making him shudder out a gasped moan. You licked the slit before giving it a kiss earning a hiss from his lips as it twitched in your hands. You took the tip into your mouth playing around the head with your tongue making him groan his hips jerking up slightly. You took more of it into your mouth before taking a peek at him. He was laying there a hand on his thigh squeezing the fabric of his trousers while his other hand rested on his chest squeezing the fabric of his shirt. He let out a gasp as you pulled away to take a breath stroking it a few times before stroking it a few times before resuming taking more of it into your mouth with each movement. His eyes started to quiver as tears pricked the corner of his eyes his toes curling slightly a moan slipping past his lips waiting for that feeling to slip over the edge. You drag a nail gently along the underside of his length of what you couldn’t fix. Making him groan as his climax finally hit his bucking as quivered slightly his release spurting on your face as in your mouth. You took a moment before you wiped it away mostly stunned more than anything. He thanked you with soft out of breath voice his eyelids low and drowsy looking as he gave you a soft smile.

Sebek- L: 6.3cm W: 3.1cm the base big larger up to 3.5cm

Sebek was very proud and very nervous as he sat on the edge of your bed a scowl on his face and his eyes closed trying to look unshaken as knelt on the floor in front of him hand on his exposed length stroking it almost playing with it tormenting him before finally you licked a stripe up it from the base to the tip earning an almost growl like groan as he let out a huff a shudder running up his spine as you took his length into your mouth. You noted from stroking it that it was thicker at the base got thinner the more you went up to the tip. You squeezed his balls gently earning a grunt and groan. You continued taking in more and more of him into your mouth earning a disgruntled moan as you felt his length twitch within your mouth as you continued your rough sloppy movements the sounds pricking his ears making his ears making him even more flustered as you went on. He gasped his back arching as he hunched over feeling his climax so close he could taste it. He groaned his eyes finally opening as he looked down at you with watery eyes unblinking as his release finally came a whimpered moan slipping past his lips his body twitching and eyelids fluttering watching you slowly pull away from him whimper from the loss. He quickly snapped out of it and told you to spit it out and hurry. You nodded and complied as it did not taste great. You were not planning on swallowing it anyway.

~~~

Anyway thanks for reading my garbage!

[misteria247]

Eldritch horror Azul smiling at you: My, my another one who desires my services. Tell me dear....what's your heart's greatest desire~?

You noticing he's giant and incredibly attractive without thinking: You.

Azul pausing and slightly flattered: What-

You mortified: Oh great seas kill me now-

[cherubshalos]

Mama/Papa!Yuu

“Sometimes, in the middle of the night, Grim will wake up and start crying cause of a nightmare. Then he wakes me up. Then he demands I hold him. Then I walk downstairs with him in my arms and I grab a little bottle, I fill it with milk, and put it in a little pot of boiling water. After it’s warm I feed it to him till he falls back asleep.”

An embarrassed Grim sits next to you, holding his paws to his face with an extremely red blush decorating his face.

“It’s almost like I’m a mom…if someone told me that would happen had I come here, I probably would’ve skipped practice the day I came.” You mutter with a shrug.

Everyone looks away. You’ve clearly ruined the mood.

“…Maybe you could do that to me…?” Ace breaks the silence.

“What the fu-” “Hey, there’s children here.” You cut Deuce off, covering Grim’s ears.

A thought came to me while I was writing for Fem!Yuu drabbles ^^

Pt. 2 of Pets

[cherubshalos]

Twisted Wonderland - Pets

You and Grim have been together since yours first day here, and not only that you two basically live together. It’s only natural you started showing him affection and love.

You are his caretaker henchman after all.

Some students will find you in the cafeteria. Cutting up his food for him because he can’t cut it off with just his teeth.

Or you carrying him around campus because he’s too tired to walk and you had a bit more energy that morning.

Some might say you would have a son and mother/father dynamic. And as much as Grim tries to deny it, it wouldn’t be too far from the truth.

You’ll be sitting on a bench in the courtyard with grim in your lap like a parent and child.

He’s laid across your lap like a cat and you’ll be playing with his paws and tracing his stomach. He’s lightly pawing at you and falling asleep.

“What you want for dinner buddy?” You’ll ask as you continue to press your thumb into his paw pads, occasionally seeing his claws stick out. “We need to trim these nails too…”

That wakes him up a bit into a tantrum, like a kid being told to clean their room.

During your free time in classes, Grim’ll take a nap and use your la again. You’ll hold him close and play with his tail, ears, or paws, smiling and quietly cooing him.

He’s protective, he’ll run off the other freshmen, growl at the third years of they get to close or intimidatingly snarl at the house wardens as they walk by.

He swears he knows their intentions. They’re all, in his head, nasty, dirty, and evil boys that want nothing more than to steal you away!

So, he has to stand eight toes (or paws???😉) down!!

But, at the end of the day you two will still have soft moments together, he’ll be full off tuna and sleeping on your chest as you wrap your arms around him and hold him close, drifting off to sleep.

Deleted the game for the 685957475638505686’th time. I miss my soooooooon 🥺💔🥀🖤🖤🖤⛓️⛓️⛓️⛓️

[nobodysservant]

VIP service tipped!

GN!Reader x Floyd leech

Situation/Scenario:

You go a lot to mostro lounge and love floyds service. Floyd is oblivious to your love and hints.

[Got this idea when I was thinking about VIP service in mostro lounge]

It was so obvious to everyone how you stared at him. Even the other waiters started to send him to you.

When floyd first got a tip from you he gave you a pat on the head and a shiver giving whisper to your ears.

He took the tip happily and just left.

After that you visited daily.

Always giving floyd a tip made him attached to you without noticing.

He started greeting you when you came inside the lounge guiding you to your regular seat.

He even started memorizing what you order every time you visited.

He has never done that in his whole life as server.

You on the other hand enjoyed it to the fullest and even started to ask him to give you special treatment.

Floyd didnt mind and found it amusing. Hugging you whenever you asked.

Giving your hand a kiss when you held your hand out.

It was all you could wish for.

Yet floyd thought this was all a just a funny game not getting the hints behind it.

The kisses he gave on your hands were soft and warm. His lips leaving a moist feeling.

When jade talked to his twin and was asking if that is his girlfriend he was real surprised to hear no.

"You know they are totally in love with you right"

Floyd just froze looking empty into the distance for almost ten minutes.

That was the most silent jade has ever seen him.

After that he had a whole new view of you. He felt funny inside when thinking of you and he was making up all possible scenarios in his head while in bed .

Floyd loved the thought of you and thrilling experiences.

When you visited mostro lounge again, he kissed your cheek picked you up and spun you like a princess around.

He just gave you the smuggest grin you have every seen and whispered into your ear.

"I like you shrimpy"

He gave a lick to your ear before handing you your regular drink and leaving you star struck.

This was a rollercoaster to write and I feel I hit it pretty well.

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[hxney-lemcn]

Time for a Break — Housewardens x gn! reader

summery: it's the end of the year and you have nowhere to go...

tw: slight angst (Riddle, Idia, Malleus)

wc: 1.7k (~230 per character)

Master List

With nonstop overblots, exams, homework, studying, and keeping your friends in line, you hadn’t even realized that the end of the year was approaching rapidly. You could barely take in your end of the year grades before coming face to face with the fact that you have nowhere to go while everyone gets a summer break. Didn’t you deserve a break too? You felt like you were going to collapse and evaporate if you didn’t sleep in a bed that doesn’t have lumps. In a fit of despair, you go to the only person you can think of.

❥ Riddle Rosehearts

Okay…so you are not allowed to come home with him. His reason for saying no is vastly different from his mothers reason. He doesn’t want to cause you any more stress, or have to hear his mother’s insults that she’ll inevitably spout towards you. No, instead he helps you ask Trey. Although Trey’s home already is a full house, his family welcomes you with open arms. All his siblings overcrowd you (no matter how much Trey tries to stop them), his parents ask many questions to get to know you better, and you end up sharing a room with Trey. All the while, you can’t help but think about Riddle, wishing you could find a way to get him out of his own personal hell. Over time, you and Trey visit Riddle, your only meetings being through his window. Every so often you’d bring Riddle a sweet treat that you learned how to bake either from Trey or his parents. As much as you enjoy having a break with such a lovely family, you can’t help wanting for the next school year to happen. Not for the school work, or the overblots (hopefully there won’t be any the upcoming year), but because you’ll get to see Riddle again, not through a window or with hushed whispers. But in person, speaking to each other freely once more. 

❥ Leona Kingscholar

When you hinted about not having anywhere to go, hoping that the lion would take the bait and let you stay with him, he just ignored you. Didn’t even pretend to act like he was listening to you. Squinting your eyes, you stood up from his bed, announcing that Malleus might be willing to take you in…you couldn’t get far before Leona grabbed your wrist, pulling you into him and holding you close. Who said you could go and stay with that overgrown lizard? Wasn’t it obvious you were staying with him? You were scared of meeting his family, they were royalty and Leona had spoken bad of them. You had met his nephew, and little did you know that the boy had talked his parents ear off about you and Leona for a day before finding a new topic. Leona’s brother and sister in law welcomed you to their palace with open arms, greeting you warmly before excusing themselves. It was a bit to get used to, trying new foods, sleeping in a bed that was way too luxurious, being treated like royalty, becoming a nanny…yeah. You now realized one of the reasons why Leona dreaded coming back. As much as you adored Cheka…he could be a bit much. Overall, it's not the worst place to stay, but it would feel a bit lonely without Leona or Cheka around. 

❥ Azul Ashengrotto

Oh boy…were you both that far in your relationship already? No? He’s just overthinking it? Okay, this was fine. He was a host after all, and he did owe you for basically saving his life…and being the one he loved. His only problem? His mother. As much as Azul loved his mother…he could not have her sharing his baby photos with you. He’ll have to work overtime over the summer to make sure that doesn’t happen (who is he kidding he can’t say no to his mom). How are you going to stay entire months under water? Who do you think he is? He’s got stocks of underwater breathing potions. When you meet his parents, you don’t have time to think before you’re swooped into a giant hug (probably the best damn hug you’ll ever get too). Then Azul is added to the hug and you're both being squished together. His mother loves you instantly, cooing over you both, feeding you some of the best food you’ve ever had while telling you embarrassing stories of Azul when he was just a little fry. Once again, you start seeing him in a new light, a much softer and loving one. He always tried to show you his gentlemanly and suave side, keeping just how soft of a person he was locked deep down, but you wouldn’t have him any other way.

❥ Kalim Al-Asim

What do you mean you have nowhere to go? Weren’t you coming to his place? He would be honored to have you as a guest! Just think of all the sleepovers, dates, game nights, and kisses! Actually, he might’ve gone crazy if he was away from you for such a long time. Kalim’s family doesn’t mind either, they don’t even notice one more person in their extravagant palace. Instead of just being swarmed with siblings, you’ve got cousins and distant relatives around you as well. They have both good and bad intentions, some scheming on how to get closer to Kalim, and others scheming on how to get you to play hide and seek. Kalim is practically bouncing off the walls as he drags you down the halls on his grandiose tour. Laughing heartily over the feast his family calls dinner, then taking you on a breathtaking carpet ride above the Scalding Sands. Each day is a different adventure, and Kalim is the one leading you hand in hand into what awaits you both. Poor Jamil, Kalim only got ten times more impulsive as he tries to show you everything he loves (and buy you anything you eye for a second too long). Also…you are in a bit of danger being seen in public so close to Kalim and with how he shows how much he cares about you…

❥ Vil Schoenheit

Do you think he’d let you stay at Night Raven College for months on end without supervision? You’re crazy. Just be prepared to be in a giant mansion alone for a bit. Vil goes without seeing his father for weeks on end, and he himself has a busy schedule. He’d love to take you with him, but unfortunately the media is as savage as a pack of wolves and would shred you apart without second thought. You didn’t mind too much, as long as you could get away from school for just a minute. With those warnings in mind, you were surprised to be greeted by servants taking your luggage to a spare room (right next to Vil’s) then being treated to a fantastic dinner with Eric, Vil’s father joining you two. Even Vil seemed surprised, asking his father about his latest movie. Eric only laughed, stating that he wanted to meet the person who caught his son's attention. You never felt too alone in the mansion, you’d get ready in the morning with Vil, seeing him off, doing your own thing for the day, and ending the night with a home prepared meal or going out to eat if Vil was feeling extra. On his days off, Vil would take you out, sometimes it would be to a spa, going shopping, or you forcing him to take a break and relax at home and watch some movies. You don’t think you could go back to that wack job of a school after getting a taste of luxury.

❥ Idia Shroud

What. You want to go home with him? You do know where he lives right? You’d be totally isolated from all your other friends…you still want to come home with him? He supposes Ortho would be happy to have you around…fine, he just doesn’t like how excited his parents get when he asks for permission (after all he lives in a very secret location). He’s a bit overwhelmed at first, it seems like such an intimate scenario. You’re going to be living with him in the same house in a super secret base in the middle of nowhere. When you arrive, Idia tries not to shove you into his room and lock the door because his parents are non stop pestering you. Asking you about how you met Idia, how he was doing, and about you and your world. Thankfully for Idia, they had to rush back to work quickly, giving you a warm welcome and telling you to ask for anything if need be. To your surprise, Idia watched you like a hawk (and that’s the times you knew of). S.T.Y.X. was a dangerous place, and he’d be damned if he lost you like he lost Ortho. Be prepared to be trapped in a room lit with blue led lights and playing video games and watching anime until you feel your brain melting. Please bring some vitamin D…you’re not going to get enough sunlight. 

❥ Malleus Draconia

Don’t worry child of man, he already has a room in his palace ready for you. Do you really think he was going to let you stay all alone (with Grim but okay) at Night Raven College? Of course not. You’re his precious child of man, he’ll make sure you get nothing but the best. Of course…he had to make sure his grandmother warmed up to you. You are a human after all, and she hasn’t had the best experience with them. Not to mention how his people will view him for bringing a commoner human into the castle and given the royal treatment. He doesn’t care. In fact, Malleus didn’t even think of such a thing, not until Sebek brought it up. When you arrived you felt overwhelmed as the servants bowed (you almost forgot that Malleus was standing next to you). He tried staying by your side for as long as he could, but as future king, he had many things to attend to. This left you on your own a bit, and you got acquainted with Maleficia. At first she terrified you, but over time you both warmed up to each other and Malleus found himself jealous with how much time you spent with her compared to him. All the while she found it amusing that her grandson was so hung up on a human…but she also found it heartbreaking. A fae falling for a human never had a happy ending, but she’s glad to know you’d take care of him well.

[hxney-lemcn]

Prince and the Frog — Housewardens x gn! reader

summary: you find yourself cursed and you go to your prince to lift it.

tw: none that I can think of.

a/n: I saw something about the princess and the frog and got inspo. This is so fun, goofy, and lovely, I hope y'all enjoy <3

wc: 1.9k (~300 each character)

Master List

You weren’t sure what you’ve done to deserve this, but even you felt it wasn’t enough. I mean a frog? Really? And the cure was a true love's kiss? Seriously? Can it get any more cliche? You might as well search for a princess and turn her into a frog as well and then set off into a journey of personal growth…you suppose a prince will have to do. You went to the first person you thought could help, time to see if they really would still love you if you were a worm, err…frog.

❥ Riddle Rosehearts

Okay, so maybe Riddle wasn’t technically a prince, but a queen is a step above that, no? You were a little scared of his reaction, but you couldn’t stay a frog forever. Not to mention that someone else had cursed you, it’s not like you turned yourself into a frog. So when you managed to find him he freaked out, mouth agape as you explained your situation. Thank the sevens you could still talk. Riddle’s face soured, lips twisted into a scowl. At first you thought he was going to find a way to collar you in your current slippery state, but he ended up ranting about the person who cursed you, asking for any details that you could provide. The thought of kissing you to break the curse hadn’t even crossed his mind, instead skipping straight to punishing the fool who’d curse the Queen’s rose and making them reverse it. It was then that you learned just how quickly Riddle could sniff someone out if he wanted to, because the effects had been reversed by the end of the same day. (If that doesn’t show you how much he loves you then I don’t know what can).

❥ Leona Kingscholar

…are you sure about this? I mean…yeah he’s a prince and all but he might just toss you mistaking you for a random frog who dared to encroach on his space. The type to argue he wouldn’t have to love you if you were a worm cause how ridiculous is that? Well…not so ridiculous now, huh? Thankfully, you had found Ruggie first, explaining your situation and asking for him to bring you to Leona. Not so thankfully, Ruggie found the entire thing hilarious and had to take a moment to calm himself down. He kept snickering to himself the entire way to Leona, making you want to die, or just stay a frog and live a happy life in a nice little pond and start a little froggy family. When Ruggie managed to tell Leona what was going on in between laughter Leona just stared at you like you were the stupidest motherfucker. Hey! It wasn’t like you were asking to be cursed! Has an internal conflict on what to do. On one hand he wants to prove he’s your true love, and kissing you seems to be the quickest way to get this over with…on the other you are a literal frog. Shooing Ruggie away, Leona bemoaningly gave you the quickest peck ever, making a face of disgust as he pulled away. The transformation back took a few seconds, but the look of disgust quickly turned to a smug smirk, feeling proud that you were truly his. 

❥ Azul Ashengrotto

Okay, so again, not an actual prince…but he excelled at potions, so it only made sense…except he’ll probably make you sign your life away. So maybe not a good choice once again. I pray for you because one if not both of the Leech twins are gonna find you first and they’re gonna have a field day. ‘My, you’d look perfect in one of my terrariums’ Jade would note. Floyd would probably accidentally kill you because this entire situation is oh so hilarious and he forgot he’s supposed to be holding you gently. After the two have their fun (Jade plays with you and his terrarium like you're a doll in a dollhouse), they finally bring you to Azul, laughing their asses off in their own ways. Azul stares at you blankly as the two eel brothers leave, trying his hardest to not laugh. His face is red from concealing his humor, looking to the side to collect himself. He’ll offer you the cure, but for a price. Kiss you? He has a reputation to upkeep you know. He can’t be seen kissing frogs, imagine what that’ll do to his image! No, no, just sign the contract, and to sweeten the deal he’ll have the twins deal with the pest who thought it was a good idea to curse his angelfish. If you really persist, he’ll give in eventually. To be fair, he is also curious to see if you're his true love, but on the other hand he’s terrified if you're not. He doesn’t want to lose you. And to both your delight, you transform back after he gives you a small kiss on your little froggy head…he’s also running laps in his mind at how happy he is.

❥ Kalim Al-Asim

He’s a prince and won’t think twice! He loves you truly, so it has to work! Too bad Jamil stumbled upon you first. Adamantly tries to hide you from Kalim and he feels his headache growing ten times worse. Why did you stupidly get yourself cursed? He asks like you did it on purpose. You didn’t know why the guy cursed you either! Jamil keeps you tucked in his hoodie until he can find time to bring you to Professor Crewel. You tried to fight him at first as you’d rather stay a frog than get detention for something you had no control over, but Jamil knew how to keep a tight leash on the unruly…it was his job after all. Unfortunately for him, Kalim walked into the kitchens right as you hopped out of his pocket. At first he was confused, and then even more confused, and then ecstatic. You hopped over to him, asking for him to protect you from Jamil (who was giving you a major side eye). Then you explained your predicament, and Jamil butted in about bringing you to Crewel. Innocently, Kalim offered to kiss you. No need to bother Crewel if the cure was so simple! Jamil couldn’t stop him in time, as Kalim kissed you the second he finished the sentence. Even Jamil couldn’t hide his disgust for a second at the action. Thankfully, Kalim was your true love as you had transformed back, and he hugged you gleefully. Unfortunately for Kalim, you refused any of his kisses until he rinsed his mouth (lmao).

❥ Vil Schoenheit

Another queen. Best person to go to. He can whip up any cure just as fast as he can whip up any potion/poison. Rook, saw the whole encounter with the other student, and brought you to Vil without a second thought. He already knew everything about the idiot who cursed you so no need to stick around. Vil’s gaze turned into a disapproving stare as he looked at you. Even though Rook tried to stick up for you, dramatizing the whole event as stating how brave you were to face such a curse head on, Vil only shook his head. He motioned for Rook to follow him, not wanting to pick you up. He loves you, really he does, he just can’t afford to get his clothes dirty or stained. He picks the ingredients effortlessly, starting to brew the cure without a second thought. Both you and Rook seemed to want to get on his nerves as you both prattle on about true love and how he should kiss you. He didn’t expect you to be a cheesy sap (he’s lying), besides, don’t you know how many curses list true love’s kiss as the cure? The meaning is pointless. Besides, he doesn’t need some curse to prove his love for you, hasn’t he shown you how much you mean to him already? Or was he lacking, because he didn’t think you’d doubt him. Either way, you’re drinking the cure, he couldn’t risk that your slimy frog skin might make him break out. But don’t worry, if you really have room to doubt his love, he’ll make sure you can’t within the week.

❥ Idia Shroud

Hahaha. Again, are you sure? He’s always holed up in his room, the only chance you're brought to him is if Ortho finds you (or vice versa). At first Ortho found you adorable, cooing at you as he floated to Idia’s room. He thought this was the perfect opportunity to show both you and Idia just how much you care for the other. How could either of you doubt the other if it's sealed with a true love's kiss? It was a brilliant opportunity! (Orthos a little too into this). He barely let his brother welcome them in before barging in and shoving a frog (you) into Idia’s face. At first Idia screeched, falling out of his gamer chair and scrambling away from the amphibian. Was Ortho pranking him? That’s totally uncool, he wasn’t some normie. But then Ortho happily blabbed about you and the curse and then it clicked…YOU WERE A FROG? Now he’s rolling on the floor laughing at you. You’d smack him if you WEREN’T A FROG. After he’s done laughing it up, he then freezes. Ortho wants him to kiss you? B-but that's gross! Who knows what diseases he’ll get if he kisses you. k. Wait, don't go to someone else! Fine, he’ll do it, but he won’t like it. Inside, he’s absolutely terrified. His mind is running a mile a minute. He doesn’t think you’ll actually turn back, someone like him doesn’t deserve true love…so imagine the face he makes when you do. Face a bright red, his hair a bright pink. Oh no, he feels faint. Give him a peck on the lips to finish him off.

❥ Malleus Draconia

Uh oh. Queue the thunder and lightning. Whoever cursed you is the stupidest motherfucker. Malleus is the one to stumble upon you this time, to the disdain of his family. Lilia on one hand wanted to laugh about the situation, on the other, he knew he’d have to protect the stupid human from being smite for cursing Malleus’ love. Silver and Sebek are sweating as Malleus holds you gently in his hands. If he thought you were gentle as a human, he’s being ten times more careful with you in your froggy state. On the outside, he’s silent and brooding, on the inside he’s lamenting on finding you an enclosure where you can be happiest. What type of tank, soil, plants, water…someone please tell him this is reversible. Lilia chimes in before the rain outside can get worse, mentioning true love's kiss is able to reverse the effects. Malleus’ green slitted eyes never move from your tiny form, he finds you absolutely breathtaking even as a frog (this man is down so bad), but he’s nothing but relieved when he hears the news. Human lifespans are already small as is, he would’ve been completely gut wrenching if that time was cut even shorter. Another one who doesn’t hesitate to kiss you. This man would love you if you were a worm. He strokes your moist skin gently as he leaves a small kiss to your adorable head. His entire being, soul, mind and body all belong to you, and if that isn’t true love then I don’t know what is. His eyes shine brightly as you transform back, holding you gently as he promises to protect you from any miscreant that dares even look at you wrong…yeah so the guy who cursed you is still fucked and now you have a protective dragon at your heel 24/7.

[akisteahouse]

COURTING YOU? SINCE WHEN?! Featuring Octavinelle!

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While courting, moray eels will begin with the eels gaping widely at each other over a long period of time, before entwining their bodies around each other for hours.

Floyd Leech! Who had started acting even stranger than usual recently, if it was even possible - mismatched eyes widening with a stupidly awestruck lovestruck? look on his face, giggling like a schoolgirl and similarly gaping his mouth open too, before skipping away, in a good enough mood for the entire day to attend his classes and work his shifts at Monstro Lounge - weird, but it was probably nothing… right? Cue to him happily opening his mouth around you more and more, pouting and growing impatient at your very apparent confusion about what he was doing, endlessly complaining about how “You started it first, squishy ~” and that you were “just as dense as a sea rock”, despite his own failed attempts at understanding that you had no clue to what he was doing. Nearly throwing in the towel and giving up telling you that he reciprocated your feeling when he caught you mid-yawn, eagerly perking up and mirroring your open mouth, face spilt in a wide grin as you left your mouth open to stare at him in mild confusion Scooping you up in his arms and twirling you around mid-air like a madman, and any student walking by would think so too, judging by how positively giddy he was acting right now (with his stupidly cute sharp-toothed grin and his annoyingly adorable laugh -) Things going back to normal for a little while, if not for the Floyd now permanently hanging over your shoulder, but it wasn’t like you minded that much… up until Jade approached the both of you one day in the canteen, Floyd’s arm swung over your shoulder as per usual, smile a little too sharp - “My, my, so I finally get to meet the ‘Squishy’ Floyd keeps mentioning - you really are quite bold, courting my brother like that -“ What? The eel in question groaning and pulling you to his chest, shooing his brother away. "Bleh. Get away from my squishy, Jade. They chose me, anyway, right?" ;))

Jade Leech! Whose usually pale face flushed an odd shade of pink when you opened your mouth to ask him about something, though nothing did come out as you decided that ogling his face in a rare moment of actual humanity would be more worth it - a poor decision, on your end, because now Jade had suddenly decided to follow you around school like some pink-faced, politely smiling shadow, mouth always ajar whenever you turned to look at him(staring at him for too long would result in him turning slightly despondent at your lack of response, for some reason). Helping you out with whatever task or errand you had, with seemingly no repercussions, apart from vouchers for half-off meals at the Monstro Lounge and a promise to have him as your server… but he probably just wanted you to owe him something, correct? (Ignore how he always ended up putting all his attention on your table, even if the Lounge was packed…) Blushing a rare shade of crimson that one time you’d decided to mirror his peculiar action and open your mouth as well, only managing a soft yelp as he dragged you away to an empty storeroom in the Monstro Lounge, face squished into the crook of your neck, long arms wrapped around your middle and legs entwined with yours, clinging onto you for dear life, even missing a shift due to you… oh well, it wasn’t like he particularly minded. Floyd himself coming to your dorm a while after you and Jade’s encounter, clearly upset - “Hey, I don’t care what you and Jade do together, but can you keep him in your dorm? He’s been acting all smiley and giggly after you started courting him… it’s gross.” The man in question only smiled when you finally confronted him, tucking a strand of your hair back as he grinned mischievously, “Oya? Weren’t you the one that started courting me? I merely returned your affections, that’s all.” ;)

While courting, male octopuses will typically use body language and colour changes to communicate his intentions, as well as to impress their potential mate.

Azul Ashengrotto! Who had started to invite you over to the Monstro Lounge more and more often than usual, citing taste tests for new items on the menu, free half-off vouchers and help for schoolwork, all with his eyes darting away from yours every single time, face tinted a pale pink all the while. Face now always semi-buried in body language books, clearly attempting to copy whatever he’d learnt, and failing miserably every. Single. Time. Much too skittish to maintain eye contact without faltering and making an absolute fool of himself(he’d gotten lost in your eyes and forgot what he’d wanted to say), too shy to initiate even a little bit of skinship(shrieking and fleeing the scene after you’d accidentally brushed your hand against his), too anxious to properly pull off a pick-up-line(mixing up his lines so horrendously you couldn’t help but laugh, further fueling the fact that he was sure he would never be able to win your affections). Nearly impulsively dying his hair red and stopped only by the fact that it would bring Floyd and Jade joy, which he did not wish to give them. At least not for something beneficial. Randomly asking you to join him in his VIP room one day, arms awkwardly hugging you from behind, eyes widening in surprise when you didn’t shove him off or tried to eat him, hiding his face in the crook your neck, presumably to bury his bright red face away from your curious gaze, weakly asking if you could “Just stay like this for a while. I-I’ll give you vouchers, just let me… just let me have this.” Pressing open-mouthed kisses everywhere but your mouth, beaming at the successful mount, face flushing a fascinating shade of crimson when you kissed him square of his lips - you…you liked him enough to let him stay? Really? Drafting out a proposal contract for you the minute he figured out a way to hold onto you while retaining semi-readable handwriting, holding it out to you with his chest puffed out, reading you the many causes. “You, the contractee, shall visit the contractor’s family every holiday, to properly meet the contractor’s family to ensure blessings for marriage - what’s with that look? You did accept my courtship, after all.” ;))))

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[telephoniii]

i saw that rqs are open 👀

pomefiore(or just vil) and yuu!reader... reader is usually soft-spoken and stoic, but when they get comfortable around someone, they are very doting and affectionate, and they smile and joke a lot. platonic and/or romantic?

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MORE THAT MEETS THE EYE

☆彡 in which you hide behind a soft-spoken persona

pomefiore x GN!reader

word count: 400+ per character

tags: first paragraph is platonic; second is romantic, rook is a weirdo (canon), possible ooc, reader is prefect

a/n: i've been enjoying writing rook more and more just because of how crazy this guy can get. i hope you enjoy :>

epel felmier

platonic -> He takes a bit to warm up to you. Mainly because with you being soft-spoken, he assumes you want him to be soft-spoken back. For a while, he'll be all prim and proper with you. It isn't until you're around Deuce or Ace where he gets a glimpse of your true self. Seeing that encourages him to take a leap of faith with you. He slowly but surely starts making more jokes around you. Epel lets his sarcasm slip just a tiny bit. You respond back by becoming a little more affectionate. And then he lets his accent come out sometimes when he's talking with you. And then you start to smile around him more. Soon enough, it spirals and you two are unabashedly yourself around each other. It's a perfect combination since you two are so similar; hiding who you really are with a quiet persona. The only difference is that behind that mask you're a kind and cheery person as opposed to Epel who's a country wild child with a loud mouth. You two work together nicely as he loves having someone who knows the struggle of holding back. You're the person he goes to at the end of the day to wind down and be himself with.

romantic -> With you two getting closer and closer, he can't help but start to view you in a different light. You're one of the only people willing to be physically affectionate with him, and he's not complaining. He loves hugging you right back. He might throw a small fit if you dote over him but secretly he loves it. As long as you're not condescending about it. Especially loves it if you throw in a few compliments about how strong or capable he is. Once he realizes he's wants more with you, Epel is determined. He's in Pomefiore; a dorm known for their beauty and charm. The boy has witnessed Vil Schoenheit flirt. Epel knows how to be smooth. Bouquets, notes, chocolates, all the gushy stuff he usually hates will all be given to you in an attempt to woo you over. It's a bit superficial, both you and Epel can recognize that. But, soon enough you pull him aside and kiss him on the cheek, saying he doesn't need to be like Vil to win you over. He already has your heart. And with those words, you've officially captured his. Epel is certain you are the one for him and kisses you.

rook hunt

platonic -> He's sharp and can already tell your docile nature is hiding more beneath the surface. In the kindest way possible; he stalks you. Rook gets semi-obsessed with uncovering the truth and follows you from the shadows. The worst part is you don't even know. He's a hunter and damn good at what he does. He makes sure he goes undetected by you. Soon enough, Rook finds what he wants. He witnesses your true nature as you relax in Ramshackle with just you and Grim. The beauty of you coming out of your shell is astonishing. It's like a butterfly roaming free from its cocoon for the first time. The way you dote over and joke around with Monsieur Fuzzball brings tears to his eyes! Now that he's discovered your true nature, what's next you may ask? Getting you to willingly reveal it to him, of course! Rook is suddenly around you all the time, coincidentally knowing where you'll be and when at all times. (it's not a coincident he stalked you) He'll give you compliments about things no one else has ever noticed. It's almost... sweet. Rook pays extra close attention to you and begins getting you gifts tailored to your preferences. It's kinda creepy, but very thoughtful at the same time. By the time you start to get comfortable with Rook, he's over the moon. "I knew you'd come out of hiding, Trickster. It just took some convincing, hm?"

romantic -> Rook has trouble telling apart romantic interest from his normal infatuation. Because this guy gets obsessed with a lot of people. However, you're... different. When you're in trouble, he doesn't want to grin and sit back as he watches your reactions. He wants to be your savior. His fantasies don't include learning every detail of your life— it's the thought that maybe he could get to live your life with you. These feelings definitely startle the hunter, but he's quick to fall in love with the feeling of being in love. Now, everything reminds him of you. Every leaf that drops on the ground is a metaphor of what life could be if you allowed him the privilege of being by your side. And he's hardly subtle. The amount that he praises you has everyone else in Pomefiore scoffing. He'll also want to try more direct approaches in order to fluster you. Surprising comments about how attractive he finds you, kabedon, guiding you by the waist— nothing is off the table. And it's all worth it when blurt out your feelings one day. Once you tell him everything he wants to hear, he's sweeping you off your feet and never looking back.

vil schoenheit

platonic -> He sees potential in you. Similar to Rook, he can sense that there's more to you than what you're showing. However, he looks down on you as he believes you could be so much more if you let out your true nature. Vil isn't the least bit shy, telling this to your face. He's willing to push you as far as he needs. Vil is brutal, but it's all out of a genuine want to see you reach higher lengths. If you’re resilient enough to withstand his harsh comments, than you’ll reap the benefits later down the road. He takes you in similar to how he does Epel. Once he starts to see progress, Vil will be extremely satisfied. You might starting getting a bit of special treatment that’ll have even Rook jealous. He’ll always seek you out in a crowd, smoothen out your clothes, and ask you how’re you’re feeling. You’re one of the only ones allowed in his room, watching as he applies his makeup. He’ll do your makeup too if you ask! The more affectionate and doting you become over Vil, the more he’ll return the energy. As you two grow closer, he learns that he kinda likes the fact that you’re more closed off to people you’re not comfortable with. It makes him feel special and this diva thrives off of attention. He truly is proud of how far you've come in terms of your relationship. He can recognize the growth and cherishes you more for it.

romantic -> Other people in Pomefiore will definitely start speculating about Vil’s relationship with you before you guys get together. The special treatment? The asking about your day? He doesn't do that with everyone. Practically all gossip in Pomefiore reaches Vil himself at some point. He’ll dismiss the rumor, but it definitely plants the thought in his head. What would it be like to close the distance between you two when he’s doing your makeup? What would it be like to embrace you as opposed to him just resting his hand on your shoulder? Thoughts like these begin to invade his mind during his daily life. And it's— frankly, embarrassing to him. He never took himself as someone who’d have such feelings. Vil isn't just a boy, he’s a world reknown actor who shouldn't be thinking such things. As much as he’ll pretend it doesn't get under his skin, it does. A lot. He might even start avoiding you a little, hoping that your absence will make these ridiculous thoughts stop. But, of course, distance makes the heart grow fonder. Vil realizes that these feelings aren't going away anytime soon. The only way for him to get over it is to confess. And so he starts planning. It's very thought out, each move he makes carefully decided on. His touches and looks will linger. Pet names will naturally start leaving his tongue. Once Vil is 100% sure you like him back, he’ll confess. He’s not the begging type, but please? Won’t you let him be your number 1?

[telephoniii]

BOOK 7 CH. 155 SPOILER!!

I’m still catching up w/ TWST’s main story. I’m kinda behind bc real life makes it hard to play my Disney mobile game, BUT I just finished Jamil’s dream!!

I think it’s just the wording but when I saw this scene i IMMEDIATELY thought of this 💀💀