ׅ ♡ vivi

:: ꒰ fools are the same in every age . “

[sanjomechu]

꒰ა Intro blog ! !

:¨ ·.· ¨:⠀levi / vivi’s intro ! `· . nothingburger artist ﹒ minorꜝ

⠀⠀✚ ₊⠀I am hypersharing with all my f/os . multifandom | I go by any pronouns and I’m pansexual + girlflux 0 /// 0 . basic dni . ( I won’t post yumeship stuff often + I delete a lot of blogs T . T )

꒰ ⠀⠀read my strawpage for more !! thank you !! ^ ^ ꒱

⋅˚₊‧ 𐙚 art requests are CLOSED !! for twst and dandadan

rules : no nsfw ( I’m a minor but suggestive is 🆗 ) no proships , no gore ( light injuries 🆗 ) . x reader is encouraged but other ships are totally welcome ! I have the right to refuse / ignore reqs if it makes me uncomfortable . don’t ask me to draw ur oc either 😭 .

⋅˚₊‧ 𐙚 if I ever start posting headcanons , excuse my grammar as english is my second language . T /// T ! saying this because I have some in my notes that I plan on posting . .

[sanjomechu]

you are silly and whimsical. I bless you to have a great gay is okay month

AHHHHH tysm ! Happy pride to everyone as well 🩷🩷🥹

[sanjomechu]

Floyd gets bit by yuu. Thats all.

Hi please don’t do this to Floyd he’s into it

[rotten-despair]

♪~Yearning

Featuring: Malleus Draconia

A/N: finally done.... Yay... (Fellow Honest and Rollo in my drafts): no the fuck you aren't

malleus falls in love with you long before he intends to. in fact, if anyone had asked him beforehand what kind of person would capture his heart, he likely would not have had an answer. romance isn't something he spends much time considering. his life has always been filled with duties, expectations, lessons, responsibilities, and obligations that stretch far beyond what most people his age could even imagine. as the future ruler of briar valley, malleus has spent most of his life being viewed as something larger than a person. a prince, a prodigy, a future king, a force of nature.

very few people ever approach him without fear, and even fewer treat him normally. then you arrive and accidentally change everything. it begins with something deceptively simple: you talk to him. not because you want something. not because you are trying to gain favor. not because you feel obligated. you simply enjoy his company. (also because he was standing outside your dorm at a questionable hour.) at first, malleus finds this refreshing. then he finds it comforting. then, before he realizes what is happening, he begins looking forward to every interaction. he starts seeking you out during school events. he remembers every conversation the two of you have ever shared. tiny details about you settle effortlessly into his memory: the foods you enjoy, the expressions you make when you're annoyed, and the way your eyes light up whenever you become excited about something. gradually, without either of you noticing, you become one of his favorite parts of every day.

the realization that he loves you doesn't arrive dramatically. there's no lightning strike. no sudden revelation. instead, it sneaks up on him during one of your nightly conversations. you're talking about something completely ordinary. grim had done something ridiculous earlier, and you're recounting the story while laughing. he listens quietly, watching the way your face brightens as you speak. then, for a brief moment, a thought crosses his mind. he wants this forever. the realization is so natural that it takes several seconds for the weight of it to sink in. forever. he wants to keep hearing your stories. he wants to keep walking beside you. he wants to keep seeing that smile. the thought should probably alarm him. instead, it settles into his chest with surprising ease. loving you feels less like falling and more like coming home.

the problem begins afterward. because once malleus allows himself to imagine a future with you, he cannot stop thinking about all the ways it could go wrong. not because he doubts you. because he doubts himself. most people assume malleus is impossibly confident. powerful. untouchable. the reality is far more complicated. malleus knows exactly what he is. he knows people fear him. he knows they whisper about him when they think he cannot hear. he knows many students still hesitate before approaching him. some avoid him entirely. others place him on a pedestal so high that genuine friendship becomes impossible. he has spent most of his life feeling isolated from the people around him.

then you came along and somehow crossed every barrier without even realizing it. you treated him like a person before you treated him like a prince. you spoke to him before you spoke to his title. you saw him before you saw the future king of briar valley. and now he is terrified of losing that. because for perhaps the first time in his life, malleus has something precious enough to fear. the more he loves you, the more questions begin haunting him. could you truly be happy standing beside someone like him? could you endure the responsibilities attached to his future? would you still smile at him so easily if you fully understood what his life entails? what happens when he eventually becomes king? what happens when duty begins demanding more and more of his time? what happens if the weight of his title becomes too much? hese thoughts linger far longer than he would ever admit aloud. every time he catches himself imagining a future together, another part of him immediately begins searching for reasons why such a future might be impossible. yet no matter how many doubts arise, they always crumble whenever he's with you.

one evening, the two of you are wandering the grounds together after sunset. the campus is quiet. the stars shine overhead. the conversation drifts naturally from one topic to another until eventually you stop walking and glance up at the sky. for a moment, neither of you says anything. then you smile. it's not directed at his title. not at his magic. not at his status. just him. and suddenly he feels something in his chest ache. because after everything—after years of isolation, years of loneliness, years of being viewed as something distant and untouchable—you are looking at him with nothing but affection. no fear. no hesitation. no expectations. just warmth. the realization nearly overwhelms him. for all his power, all his strength, all the centuries of draconic magic sleeping beneath his skin, you have managed to accomplish something nobody else ever has. you make him feel wanted. not as a prince. not as a future king. not as the mighty malleus draconia. just as malleus. and perhaps that is why he falls so hard.

because once malleus loves someone, he loves them completely. there is no halfway point. no escape route. no careful distance. his heart is ancient, fierce, and impossibly loyal. the moment you become important to him, you remain important forever. which means the poor guy is absolutely doomed. because now every smile from you feels precious. every conversation becomes a treasured memory. every moment spent together gets tucked away inside his heart like a priceless jewel. and if anyone asks him whether falling in love with you was worth all the fear, uncertainty, and vulnerability? the future king of briar valley would answer without hesitation. yes. every single time.

[sanjomechu]

⊱ ۫ ׅ Count Saint-Germain headcanons

| He should be more popular dude . the hcs I wrote aren’t necessarily romantic , just some things I feel like he would do/be . I’m esl so take this with a grain of salt 😢

⋅˚₊‧ 𐙚 He fails (or chooses) not to recognize others within his environment beyond their “assigned” role in his mind. If you are his friend, you are his friend and outside of that idea, it’s likely he has no interest in you at all.

⋅˚₊‧ 𐙚 He’s cold blooded. As a vampire, he lacks internal heat and therefore is extremely cold to touch. Ask him to help you with the cold and you’ll end up shivering in his arms!

⋅˚₊‧ 𐙚 Extremely selective about everything. Everything he does is extremely performative and done intentionally to win people over. He won’t do something if he has nothing to gain from it.

⋅˚₊‧ 𐙚 You’d be lucky enough to be held in high regards by the likes of him, rivaling even the paranormal. His “love” is precise, strategic, and ensures you’ll remain in his grasp.

⋅˚₊‧ 𐙚 You are a priority and whatever he prioritizes is graced with his full, undivided attention. With this, he weaponizes the eye contact he keeps with you, always doing/saying provocative things as he looks at you through his long lashes.

⋅˚₊‧ 𐙚 He may not be fully accustomed to human culture, but do not mistake his ignorance for stupidity. He is fully aware of how he’s able to affect you and fully uses this to his advantage— whether for good or evil.

⋅˚₊‧ 𐙚 I am an avid believer that he is type 5. I’ve seen a few people say he should be type 3 but I beg to differ. Type 5 “The Investigator” is driven by a deep need to understand how the world works, the same way Sanjome possesses a deep curiosity about the world’s enigmas and satisfies his curiosity by pursuing these enigmas by collecting the paranormal, unlike type 3s whose basic desires is to feel valuable and worthwhile and very image conscious (I researched a bit of typology just for this. He’s 5w4 in my heart.)

[sanjomechu]

The reason why requests are closed and taking so long is cause I spent 10 hours on wuwa to unbrick my account.

I have like 6 left so I’m defo gonna start working on that .. hehe .. gomen everynyan .

[sanjomechu]

I fear I don’t remember anything so idk if I’ve requested anything yet. If I haven’t, can I pretty please have an Azul 🥹

if I have. It was probably still Azul and you can just ignore this ask lol

That damn smirk. Hahahhsdh anon and oomf asking for the same character

[rho-229]

YIPPEEEEEEEEE THANK YOU HES SO PRETTY

[sanjomechu]

heh at ur service oomf >:)

[sanjomechu]

I fear I don’t remember anything so idk if I’ve requested anything yet. If I haven’t, can I pretty please have an Azul 🥹

if I have. It was probably still Azul and you can just ignore this ask lol

That damn smirk. Hahahhsdh anon and oomf asking for the same character

[sanjomechu]

R....Ruggie.... Flustered Ruggie.... Please ..... 🤠🤠🤠

brother is actively fumbling us and laughing it off😂😂 sorry this took a while I spent 7 hours playing wuthering waves haha

[rotten-despair]

my heart yearns for Trey . Trey helping us bake , anything Trey . PLEASE 😣

Trey... 🤤🤤

I revoked your hair privileges bc I haven't came up with a yuu design yet 😬

[sanjomechu]

LWOWOIAIAIAIIAIJS TREY I LOVE YOU SO MUCH SJAJAOAOAIWJ AHHHHHHHH

[sanjomechu]

hello!! could I perhaps request a drawing of Georgina leech? Doesn’t have to be anything particular I just saw that one post of someone asking for a flustered Vil doodle and I love your style, so I just thought I’d ask:3

ofc if you don’t have time, that’s completely okay:D

We all love mama leech !!!! sorey this took a while I wanna finish these reqs as quick as possible

[sanjomechu]

Can you.. make a silly drawing of Silver eating a cake Lilia made but, it’s genuinely rock hard and impossible to even bite through it

Silver… it’s optional NOT to eat the cake baby 🙁… it’s like the bread in frieren LMFAOO, the only bread lilia can successfully make

[sanjomechu]

Heyheyyyy I'm the one that requested flustered Vil and OHHHHMYYYYYYYYY HOLY BAZOOKERS IT WAS SO PEAK‼️‼️‼️lowk busted 🤤

IM GLAD YOU LIKE IT 🤤🤤🤤🤤 heh, all in a day’s work smirks . I REALLY NEED TO DRAW VIL MORE

[sanjomechu]

Be Yuu

Make an album or two of songs you've memorized from your world

Make so so much money

Never release another song again because you've already sung everything you can remember

The people are making conspiracy theories

They'll never know

Imagine making money off of Lady Gaga’s songs lmao

[haniekai]

GREED FEEDS CURIOUSITY

SYNOPSIS | easthies dreamed of having you this close to him once. meeting you once again felt like a dream. except for the part that you have a memory erasure spell shoved up in his face .

NOTE | i hate easthies so much i need him to suffer!

1,414 | WARNINGS: none

“how insolent are you that you would try and sneak up on a knights moralis within the great hall itself?”

easthies turns around just in time for your blade to collide with his spear, the metallic clash echoing within his quarter disturbing the peace it once had. the impact was strong, strong enough that he had to take a step back.

“hello, old friend!”

the brim of your hat tilts up, revealing the mischievous curve of your lips.

“what are you doing here, brimmed hat?”

“oooh, you look like you want to murder me right here and now!”

tightening his grip on the spear, he pushes against your sword, sending you away from him and taking a defensive stance. the tip of his spear glistened from the lambent radiance of floatglow lamps scattered along the walls of his quarters. so does the anger flicker within his eyes.

“how did you manage to enter the great hall?”

“good question!” you hop onto a table behind you, never minding the papers and books, sword disappearing into thin air.

there's a myriad of other questions he wants to ask, but now is not the time to let his emotions get the best of him. a member of the knights moralis must first eliminate all things that threaten to expose the secrets of magic. you're a brimmed hat, you're one of the threats.

and yet his grip loosens around his spear the moment you flash him that cunning smile of yours.

just like you used to when you were both young.

“although, telling you my secret would expose all the hard work i did to get this far. i wouldn't be able to sneak in again if i were to tell you, wouldn't i?” your pout was so infuriating, he wants to wipe it off your pretty face.

“there will be no second time for someone like you.”

“once a party pooper, always a party pooper.”

“watch what you're saying, brim hat.”

“oh, i could if i want to!” you hop right off, trotting your way towards him and disregarding the spear pointed at you. tipping the blade to the side with your finger, he doesn't step back when you're only but a breath away.

on the contrary, he seems to be having an internal conflict within himself, evident from the creases between his eyebrows.

oh god, you're too close.

“i heared you had an interesting encounter yesterday.” your voice was a little softer this time. it was like you were sincerely just trying to have an actual conversation. you, a brimmed hat, right inside the great hall standing in front of a knight moralis as if it was a normal day to day encounter.

“and who, pray tell, told you of this?”

“i'm more surprised by the fact that you, an adult, went face to face with a child with no remorse!” the softness of your tone shift to a teasing one, your arm resting on his spear audaciously and casually.

no survival instinct whatsoever.

it was then that easthies was brought back to reality.

he shouldn't be letting this happen. he's supposed to be apprehending you at this very moment. but would that really be it? he takes you under the custody of the knights moralis, and then what? they take your memories away? take away your unending love and curiosity for magic? take away your childhood, when you still clinged and lingered around him like a parasite?

can he take away the memory of you that he still holds dear up to this day? will that help him forget how betrayed he felt the day you left?

can he still look at you, knowing that you don't remember him and the brilliant radiance you once had?

“all threats to the absolute secret must be settled.”

“settled, huh.”

it was as if a switch was turned, then your eyes became dim. the glee they were shimmered with disappeared just as you whispered those words.

“does that include me, too, my dear easthies?”

the man was left speechless, mouth agape in an attempt to say something but he remains tongue-tied. was he to tell you that he could've done that earlier? that he should've done that the moment he felt your presence as he entered his quarter? he doesn't want to say a word, but alas, his duties come first and foremost. even before his own desires.

“yes.”

you stare at him unfazed, eyes searching for something within him that he know still exists. he hopes to relieve himself of this torture, of being so close to you yet so far. you're only an arm away from him, but you seem to be out of reach despite him leaning a little close. an unperturbed bubble wraps around you, impenetrable even with his pear touching your skin.

suddenly, everything went ice cold.

“a shame, really.”

the air felt too cold yet he thinks he'll get burned if he touches you. something about you shifts when you sighed.

“do you ever wonder what it would feel like to lose a part of you, easthies?”

huh.

“what do you mean?”

“oh, i'm just asking a question that everyone would ask a knight of the knights moralis.”

static surrounds him like a suffocating blanket.

“why do you ask?”

a smile lifts the corner of your lips, though they seem… distant and eerie.

“i have a little surprise for you, easthy.”

your hand reaches from the front of your cloak, revealing something that instilled fear nothing like before within easthies. a keystone rests on your palm with a familiar spell drawn with white ink, just a few centimeters away from his face.

a memory erasure spell.

“where did you get that!?”

“ah ah aah.” before he could even step farther away from you, your hand had already wrapped around his forearm, pulling back with a force that is unbecoming of your appearance. when did you get such strength?

“are you scared?”

your lips are just beside his ear, your cheek brushes against his. such a promising position, yet he could only shudder at the keystone just a breath away from his eye. white little hands too far away to reach him.

“how?…”

“how? oh, don't underestimate me, easthies.” you rest your chin at the crook of his neck, humming in cheerful tone unbefitting of his situation. “i've stared at that spell for sooo long. a little swish and swosh of a pen and then boom!” you giggle, snuggling against his shoulder without a care.

you shouldn't be this comfortable against him when you have that keystone right up his face.

“think about it, easthies. do they feel like something's missing when you take away their memories?”

easthies remains frozen on the spot. his mind reels at every possibility that he could turn this around, flip the situation upside down to have control, but it's hard to balance his flight or fight reflexes and the electrifying effect of your body against him.

“what do you want?” he finally says after a minute or two.

“answers, easthy. you know i'm curious by nature, always have been. it's why i went out of my way here, despite the chances of you handing me over to the knights moralis.”

you were right. you were naturally curious about everything. it was what made you a brilliant witch, even at your apprenticeship, you made magic the center of your life. delighting when you discover new things, eager to learn and make mistakes, until you stumbled across forbidden magic. no one can stop you until you've satisfied the greedy little thing within you. depriving you of answers, is like taking away your very life.

“do they slowly become aware that they lost something?” his ear feels warm from your breath.

perhaps it's what he admired in you the most. your eternal love for magic had him fooled that you share the same passion to protect it.

alas, it was what brought him in this situation, completely wrapped around your fingers.

your lips grazed the tip of his ear and all thoughts came to a stop. just you and him, so close to touch. had the situation been swapped, would he still be presented with the opportunity to have you this close to him?

“or do they die, unknowingly less than the person they once were?”

and perhaps, he wouldn't fault himself for being subjected to your unrepentance, for he had long since known that he was weak against you.

[rotten-despair]

♪~Yearning

Featuring: a very ooc Floyd Leech

A/N: @idiasplayertwo (hope you don't mind me tagging you) come get your burnt and poisoned meeaaallllll!!! I'm sorry this is so buns I'm terrible at writing for Floyd EUUGHHHH

floyd falls in love in the most inconvenient way possible: accidentally. because at first, you are just interesting. fun to mess with, fun to surprise, fun to watch reactions from. you're different from most people at NRC because you don't immediately panic around him the way others do, and honestly? that catches his attention fast. you talk back to him sometimes, tease him right back, roll your eyes when he gets dramatic instead of running away. it's entertaining. naturally floyd starts hanging around you more often because boredom is the enemy and you make things less dull. except eventually, somewhere along the line, your presence stops feeling like entertainment and starts feeling necessary. that's where things get weird.

because floyd is used to getting bored of people quickly. one day someone is interesting, the next day they're not. it happens all the time. but with you, the interest never fades. if anything, it gets worse. he keeps wanting more of your attention, more of your reactions, more time near you just to see what you will do next. and instead of getting tired of you, floyd starts building entire routines around finding you whenever he feels restless. which should probably alarm him more than it does.

"you're looking for the prefect again?" floyd glances over from where he is half-draped across the lounge counter. "hm?" jade smiles pleasantly. "you've checked the front door six times in the past ten minutes, floyd." "...maybe i'm bored." "i see." the knowing look jade gives him afterward is deeply irritating. especially because floyd immediately realizes jade is right.

it gets bad after that. suddenly floyd starts noticing all the little things he does around you automatically. how he gravitates toward you in crowded rooms without thinking. how his mood improves embarrassingly fast whenever you laugh at something he says. how he gets weirdly irritated when other people monopolize your attention for too long. and honestly? the possessiveness sneaks up on him harder than anything else. because floyd likes attention, especially yours.

if you ignore him too long, he sprawls across your lap dramatically until you acknowledge him again. if someone interrupts your conversations, he immediately inserts himself back into them like an oversized eel-shaped problem. if you spend too much time with another student, floyd suddenly appears beside you with his chin hooked over your shoulder acting clingier than usual for the rest of the day. he doesn't even realize he's doing it at first. you do.

"floyd" you laugh while trying unsuccessfully to push his face away from where he is squishing against your cheek, "you've been attached to me all day." "mmhmm?~" "...why?" "you're just so fun to be around, shrimpy!" which is technically true. just not the whole truth.

physical affection becomes an even bigger disaster. floyd already invades personal space naturally, but around you it starts carrying actual weight behind it. like if you hug him unexpectedly, he clings right back and refuses to let go for an unreasonable amount of time. one evening you fall asleep against him in the vip room and floyd stays awake almost the entire time just staring at you with this strange heavy feeling sitting in his chest. that part unsettles him a little (surprisingly) because floyd isn’t used to wanting softness from people, but with you, he starts craving it constantly.

the realization itself takes longer than it probably should because he doesn't spend much time analyzing his emotions unless forced to. he just acts on instinct most of the time. if he wants to see you, he finds you. if he wants attention, he takes it. simple. except eventually even he notices this feeling has become way too big to ignore casually. especially after azul points it out.

"you seem unusually attached to the prefect lately." floyd immediately narrows his eyes and puts on a fake pout. "what's that supposed to mean?" azul adjusts his glasses carefully. "it means you become intolerable whenever they are absent for extended periods of time." "...ruuude." "am i wrong?" floyd opens his mouth. then closes it again. because unfortunately, no.

the truth hits him fully during a completely random moment. the two of you are sitting together in the lounge after closing hours while floyd complains dramatically about something unimportant. you are laughing softly beside him, tired enough that your reactions are slower and more genuine than usual. then, still smiling, you reach over and poke his cheek lightly. "you're cute when you sulk." he freezes completely.

because something in his chest twists so suddenly and sharply that it catches him entirely off guard. and all at once, every weird feeling over the past several months crashes together perfectly. every instinct dragging him toward you constantly, every spike of irritation when someone else stole your attention, every ridiculous urge to keep touching you just because he could.

he likes you. seriously. way more seriously than he realized. and honestly? once the realization settles properly, he starts grinning. because suddenly all his clinginess, all his attention-seeking, all his constant need to stay wrapped around you somehow finally makes sense. meanwhile you are still looking at him in confusion because he has gone weirdly quiet. "...floyd?" he immediately flops sideways onto you like a giant sea snake. "shrimpyyyy~" "that did not answer my question at all." "don't care~"

and while you struggle beneath the weight of an extremely affectionate moray eel, floyd hides his smile against your shoulder and thinks, distantly, that he's probably never letting you go now.

[sanjomechu]

Higihihihi I have a doodle req nyeheheh

Vil.

Just Vil.

Make him flustered trust 😳🫣🫣

Anon !!!!!!! How do you manage to make THE Vil Schoenheit flustered !!!!!

hehehe it was fun doodling him 👀 just imagine the setting is private/you two are alone cause I cannot imagine him outwardly showing he’s flustered in public lawl .. also it’s like nearly 1 am excuse me if I got anything wrong !