♡ ⸻ i wanna write for vendetta/damnation leon so bad but i don’t have any inspo and i don’t wanna go down that the ex you’ll never forget route but those vers. would be the ex i’d never forget
notes. just some headcanons about leon <3 not a lot but still wanted to jot them down 😝 i did add which version i wrote in mind with, but you could read it for whichever vers. you like the most 🫶 testing a new format out 🫡
[ re9 ] leon’s not really a tattoo man. his skin is free of ink. however, he decided to get one tattoo, and it’s dedicated to you.
he lets you choose which one you’d prefer him to get. do you want your eyes or your name? whatever you choose, he gets it on his forearm, where it’s visible for anyone to see whenever he rolls his sleeves up. it’s dangerous for him to wear his wedding during missions, but he needs something to show he’s a taken man.
leon does not play the work wife & work husband. he genuinely despises it. why does he need a wife at work? the only time he has one is when you are working with him, his wife.
when he was younger, he had trouble figuring out when a woman was interested in him. she used to have to come out straightforward for him to realize, “oh, she was flirting with me.”
if a female colleague of his ever gets too close, he’s doesn’t let it fold out. he puts an end to it at that very moment. on the off chance one of them “jokingly” calls herself his work wife, oh, he gets really pissed off.
all of a sudden, the organized leon kennedy needs an assistant to handle his files and help ease his workload for a bit. it just so happens that his temporary assistant (you) that starts the following week shares the same last name as him.
[ di ] leon prefers to have old technology. his little flip phone is cute, and it shows his age.
he has no hate towards modern technology. he knows how to use it, and has a work phone issued by the DSO. when it comes to his personal life, he wants to detach himself from all the screens and high tech. you understand his reasoning and can’t blame him, as much as you hate his terrible reception and having to wait to show him a picture of something interesting that happened earlier in the day.
all the photos he has on his phone are low quality pictures of you. he changed his wallpaper, and he flips open his phone dramatically to stare at the grainy image.
another thing he likes to do is bring digital cameras to trips and vacations. takes his time to get them printed out, carefully sets them in an album and labels it with the place you went to visit.
[ bonus ! ] the small box next to the one that contains your jewelry is his. inside are wallet sized pictures of you. he likes to switch out at the start of each week. though, it’s easy to tell which one is his most favorite, considering it’s rather worn out.
summary . . . at a christmas party at the dso, the moment takes a turn when you overhear comments amongst leon’s coworkers about your relationship.
notes. wahhh this burnout got me so bad :( i pushed thru bc i hadn’t posted in over a month now. thank you for the over 500 followers !! this was a request from @kellerific93, i’m so sorry that it came out so late. thank you for being patient with me, i hope you enjoy this 🫶 MWAH much love <3
tags ──────── fluff & light angst (? if you can consider it), reader is in her early 40’s, leon is 49. new relationship + self doubts. leon & claire dating in the past. word count: 1.5k words
Water flowed in the fountain. The courtyard was quite peaceful. If it was like this at night, you were curious about sitting here during the day.
Maybe if you worked at the DSO, you’d come out here during your lunch break. It was the perfect spot to be at after being cooped up in an office space for hours. Away from computer screens, paperwork to be filed, and all those other unsettling details they were forced to deal with.
Despite having your jacket on, you could feel the cold seeping through the sleeves. You tightly crossed your arms over your chest for warmth and leaned against the column. It would be a good idea to go back inside. But, it was the last place you wanted to be at right now.
“There you are. What are you doing out here alone?”
You looked behind you as Leon let the door to the building close gently. He was still wearing that Santa hat one of his colleagues offered him when you arrived at the office party. He didn’t react to the cold. You weren’t surprised since he’d undergone rigorous training in the past.
“It’s cold.” He said, stating the obvious. He was more concerned about you. You were clearly upset. When you didn’t respond, he frowned. He removed his jacket. He held it open while you slipped your arms in, “Hey… What’s wrong?”
You rested your shoulder on the column again. You wanted to say that nothing was wrong. Because it shouldn’t. A part of you felt like you were making a deal out of things, and that you were too old to be upset about this.Before you could shake your head and dismiss it all together, he placed his hand on your back, “Don’t you even think about saying it’s nothing.”
You’d been dating Leon for six months now. Others might say that wasn’t much time, but it was to the both of you and it’s been a serious relationship.
At the start of the month of December, Leon asked if you wanted to come to his office party. The party was a week before Christmas, since everyone would be busy for the holidays. Cute was your original thought. For one, you had no plans. Two, he wanted to take this opportunity to introduce you to everyone. So you agreed to accompany him.
Earlier tonight, he picked you up. You arrived at least thirty minutes after the party had started. The first person who greeted you was also the first person who met you. He welcomed you, and then said you could both help yourselves to whatever.
Leon led you around to his colleagues, letting them know who you were. Most of them were surprised to know he had a girlfriend since he kept his personal life rather private.
Some time into the party, he said he’d be right back. When he left, you felt rather awkward around his colleagues since they were in their own conversations. No worries. You’d wait for Leon. You kept your composure and didn’t let it show. You just checked your phone for some notifications that came in and occupied yourself with that.
Until you heard whispers that weren’t as quiet as they were supposed to be.
“I thought you said Leon got back with Claire.”
“I did! I mean… I thought he did.”
That caught your attention.
Leon told you about his previous girlfriend, Claire. They met on that dreadful day in ‘98 and survived with Sherry at their side.
Now, their jobs had them crossing paths on occasion, but it was never intentional. They both were confused, and believed since they had gone through something traumatic together, that meant they should be together. They did date in their late thirties, and it lasted for a year and a half.
Everyone thought they were a beautiful couple and assumed they’d end up get married. That was their goal, all while they both knew something was off. Eventually, neither of them could deal with that nagging feeling in their chest and confronted the situation head on.
They broke up on good terms, realizing they’d mistaken their platonic relationship for a romantic one.
When you started dating Leon, he made sure to explain it to you in the early stages of your relationship because he didn’t want you to feel comfortable. He even suggested you meet Claire, and knew you’d get along with her. She was kind and sweet towards you. She said there wasn’t anything you had to worry about, and encouraged your relationship.
“Okay so, what did he say to you?”
“He said he was bringing his girlfriend as his plus one. I just assumed it was Claire because she was the only girlfriend we knew about.”
“You didn’t think about asking him?”
As much as you tried to block the conversation, all of a sudden, you couldn’t. The pair kept making remarks about how they’d been waiting for Claire and Leon to get back together. Now they were “disappointed” to find out Leon’s girlfriend wasn’t her, but instead someone completely different.
It stung to hear these people you barely knew talking about you while you were at a distance away. There were a few subtle comments thrown in as well. Ones that were making you feel slightly insecure in what you hadn’t felt for years. You wondered if all the other colleagues of his were talking about you too.
Without Leon at your side, you became more and more uncomfortable. You glanced around again. No sight of him coming back from wherever he went.
Where was he?
You accidentally made eye contact with those two colleagues, still whispering as if you couldn’t hear them, and they immediately looked away.
It led you to notice the door leading outside to the courtyard. Stepping out for a bit seemed like a good idea. You’d gather your composure the best you could and then you’d come inside again. You made your quick escape, and then never came back inside.
“Hey, look at me.” Seeing as you weren’t answering, Leon moved his hands and placed them on your shoulders. He stood in front of you, his eyes narrowing in concern. “Tell me what’s going on?” Could you lie your way out of this? He already said he wouldn’t take, ‘Nothing’s wrong’, as an answer. You also didn’t want to make a big deal out of this.
Ever so hesitantly, you sighed out.
“When you left… I overheard some of your coworkers talking about me.” That immediately caught his attention, and not in a good way. You took a brief pause. You shouldn’t keep going, but now that you said it, he wouldn’t let you stop. “At first they were talking about how they thought you were with Claire again. Then they were expressing their disappointment that you weren’t with her, and that you were dating me instead.”
Leon was quiet. On the inside, he was fuming. Who the hell did they think they were talking about you when they’d just met you? You weren’t confrontational, he knew that. But he was. Especially when it came to his girlfriend.
His silence made you feel uneasy.
“I’m sorry, I know I’m too grown to be making a big deal out of this—” You were in your early 40s, and this was high school gossip. Instead, he cut you off.
“Hey, hey. I didn’t say any of that.” Leon squeezed your arms gently, “Your age doesn’t have anything to do with how you feel. You’re allowed to feel upset when people say things about you.”
Those self doubts were truly starting to get the better of you. You’d never really felt this way before in any of your past relationships. Though, Leon meant more to you than previous boyfriends. He was someone who put the same amount of effort and energy you did. He considered himself to be a busy man, yet, always found the time to be with you and made those moments special.
That’s what bothered you. His colleagues were insinuating you weren’t worthy of that or him.
“Their opinion about my relationship doesn’t matter to me, and it shouldn’t to you either.” He held your gaze as he spoke because he needed you to understand what you meant to him. “Do you want me to go say something to them?”
“No, no, it’s fine.” You said. You knew he’d defend you. Just that right now, you wanted his comfort. “Thank you… Can we stay out here a little longer?” You asked, and he nodded.
“Yeah. We’ll go back in whenever you’re ready.” That made you smile. “But if this happens again, I will say something to them about it.” He wrapped his arm around you to bring you closer to his side. He kissed your temple, and you leaned your head on his shoulder.
Something came into your vision. You furrowed your brows and focused on it.
A mistletoe. You lifted your head from Leon’s shoulder, meeting his gaze. That sly smirk was on his face, the one he always gave you whenever he did something he knew would annoy you.
“Well,” He dragged out. He swayed the small plant above your head gently, “Looks like we have to kiss now. I heard if you don’t kiss under a mistletoe, Santa gives them coal.”
♡ ⸻ majorly sorry for the inactivity everyone !! :( i got hit with a burnout, but thank you guys so much for the 500 followers 🫶🙂↕️ i’m hoping to post by the end of this week !! much love <3
twenty two, retired jing yuan and itto main, c1r1 columbina, m1w1 ye shunguang, a true nod krai lover; all interactions and follows will come from @yyuangss-main.
a little raven told me... iii. a week in summary — ii. the virus has spread
series synopsis: as a student from another world, your friends are dying to know about your life from your homeworld, especially what school was like for you. after sharing a few unique stories from your old school, like the tales of a certain confessional account, you thought nothing of it. that is, until you get a new follower notification from your magicam account one evening, just like an account from your old school. rumors are running, gossip is spreading, all under an anonymous confessions account. oh, what can of tuna worms did you unleash on the student body of night raven college…
who started the account? who knows, maybe some of these submissions lead to deeper confessions with some of your classmates…
a little raven told me… masterlist
multi! twisted wonderland x reader smau
wordcount -> ~ 500 (it's 25 text pictures though!!)
april 6th, the monday after nrc.confessionz dropped.
not too shabby of a day, you can’t complain. classes were alright, you had a pop quiz for professor trein, but you felt pretty confident about it! ace, deuce, and grim? not so much. overall, not bad.
grim went to sleep as soon as you guys got to your dorm, always claiming he needs to ‘recharge his brain after such a hard day!’ you don’t blame him, you too indulge in after class naps more often than not, but you weren’t super tired today. you settled on your bed, ready to rot away on your phone for a little before being productive before gasping in horror, rudely waking grim in the process.
magicam. i repeat, magicam. nrc.confessions posted. and it wasn’t about your friend group this time. oh, no, no, no. life isn’t that kind, i fear.
of course. oh, but of course.
it spread. i repeat, the virus has spread.
IT WAS THE LEECH TWINS OF ALL PEOPLE.
you couldn’t tell what was worse: the walk over to octavinelle where floyd dragged carried you from ramshackle to the mirror chamber to now the monstro lounge (where you could feel a lot of side eyes from passersby), the horrible attempt at an interrogation with azul and his damn portable spotlight, or your friends trying to reason with the tweels.
eventually, you couldn’t tell what it was, either azul not finding conclusive evidence or your friends badgering enough to the point you were ‘released’. more realistically, floyd got bored and walked way, meaning a decent drop in manpower: first years 1, octavinelle trio 0.
after your friends dropped you off at your dorm and grim appeared from wherever he ran off to in your time of peril (and giving him a 'tuna-timeout), you pulled out your phone and started annoyingly typing:
april 7th, the tuesday after nrc.confessionz dropped.
you finally got your phone back from the thief grim after he ran off with it after class, thanks to epel tagging along with you and jack giving you guys an idea of where the direeast ran off to. grim said, and i quote, “i needed my screentime, henchhuman!” okay, ipad kid, whatever you say.
lunch was good for the most part, most of your friend group was sitting together, some had gone off to say hello to other classmates, some were grabbing seconds, the usual. but honestly, you couldn’t help but feel a significant amount of eyes on you, or well, maybe on your table. and you all definitely had an idea why.
okay…so what if the majority of the school thinks you (or one of your friends) is behind this magicam account? you know it isn’t you— your friends? not so much — but still! you can hold out some hope.
plus…you can’t lie it’s been a good couple laughs for the most part. it’s all going to die down after today, you’re sure of it! you can see it now: ‘here lies nrc.confessionz, tbh, not missed, lived like for less than a week,’ on the gravestone.
it's dying down after today, right?
right?
you aren't that lucky
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note: surprise! super late post (for me at least, it's like 5 am and I couldn't sleep T-T) BUT HEY NEW CHAPTER A WIN IS A WIN !! i hope you guys like the floyd pictures they took me out when i was making them 💀 aaa i'll take the time to say thank you for all the love you guys are giving to the series <3 all of your comments and rumor send ins make me giggle and i'm so happy you guys are into this as much as i am! routes will be coming soon, i just want to wrap up this prologue to get us at a good break point (hint, poll coming in soon)
BIG BIG thank you to @duchess-rowan-lover for the base of the tweel's rumors, to @theleftovere for the first half of kalim's rumor, and to my stink stink (@shikiyomizu) helping me come up with the second half kalim's rumor!
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a little raven might've let it slip that some diasomnia/ignihyde rumors might be next if anyone has heard anything...
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different Leon eras telling you for the first time he's yours.
Crawling back to you. | @/residentevilweirdo
Leon always crawls back to you, like a drowning man needy for air.
Paper rings. | @/residentevilweirdo
When Rookie Leon offered to make you company after-hours you were not expecting to end up with a ring on your finger.
loving Leon through the years | @bettysgay
through every phase of his life, you’ve loved him. You’ve watched him change and grow, falling in love with each new version of himself he becomes.
call and return | @mirrormauve
Leon has strict orders from you not to call when he's out in the field, even if it's safe to.
𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐄 | @sirensfall
When you know, you know. But there was so much you didn't know. A whirlwind romance and hasty marriage was bound to end in divorce. What you didn't expect was how impossible it was to find "Leon Kent" when you discovered the pregnancy a short time after he left. Still, you managed well enough on your own for almost seven years. Her name is Stella, and she's remarkable and gifted. Lucky you. Perhaps that's why someone's taken her. When all hope feels lost, you receive an unexpected call from a father that didn't even know she existed, promising to help you find her. All you can do is take this one last saving grace and set aside the unresolved feelings and sense of betrayal. Saving Stella depends on it. And who the hell is Leon Kennedy?!
Coming Home to You | @jplushthewriter
Leon returns home after a long mission, finding comfort in quiet moments, soft kisses, and the one person who makes it all worth it.
Tired | @starberrymatcha
even in your sleep, you always manage to stick close or touch leon.
his arms | @aspinny
mrs dot kennedy | @shikiyomizu
after finishing his most recent mission, leon can finally focus on making amends with you years after the divorce.
Love Me If I Turned Into A Worm. | @atoriid
It’s midnight, sleep refuses to knock on your doors…so you bother your lovely boyfriend with a very important question: Would he still love you if you were a worm?
WHITE NOISE | @tothelions
𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | @belovedcloud
reporting back | @solisstars
borrowed time and stolen kisses | @/solisstars
making out in the car with re2!leon vs re9!leon.
Parallel Parking | @saturncollides
making out with your (rookie!leon) boyfriend in his jeep. | @/saturncollides
Just One Step Behind | @frazzled-soul
You drag Leon out shopping, bribing him with the promise of homemade muffins and a quick trip – just a quiet evening, or so you thought. Until a stranger crosses the line, and Leon shows a side of himself you don’t get to see often. Back home, it’s up to you to pull him out of it, piece by piece.
show a little loving | @clemenchives
after a long day at work, leon comes home to you and you share a sweet moment that reminds you just how lucky you are to have him. though frankly, he believes he’s luckier to have you.
no matter how it ends | @familyvideostevie
a mission goes awry when you’re infected with a fever virus…and there’s only one way to cure you.
privileges of marriage | @slowerghost
two rings | @/slowerghost
crystal clear | @/slowerghost
Blurb | @topsytervy
reminding leon kennedy that you love all of him | @digitalhoe
Before sunrise she’s your daughter | @mbrickswrites
You're pregnant with yours and Leon's second baby and are having a hard time getting comfortable.
Pretty Tease | @dramaticsk
you're helping leon on a mission, more so watching him do all the heavy lifting. but that changes real quick when things go awry
love you all over again | @fallenprophets
you and Leon's relationship ended a long time ago, and you still blame yourself for it- for hurting him, for walking out, for never calling back. But in Raccoon City, nothing ever stays dead, does it?
Oh, Fuck! | @theweepingangelofcas
Leon is dying. The virus is spreading. When he collapses, he's sure he's done for. Luckily enough for him, you won't let that happen.
5+1 | @/theweepingangelofcas
The five times that Leon Kennedy almost heard his partners', Y/N's, voice, and the results after the one time he did. Just as it says on the tin.
comes home after a difficult mission | @jelly--doughnut
summary . . . chief leon kennedy has a crush on the temporary receptionist of rpd. the receptionist in question is his wife, and he has made it everyone’s problem.
notes. 🎤 this just in… shikiyomizu writes another fic where leon kennedy is obsessed with his wife !! got this idea while i was driving to work today, also :( thank you guys we hit 400 followers the other day 🫶 y’all are the best
tags ──────── fluff, re9 leon kennedy x wife!reader. au, no zombie break out. takes place in raccoon city. leon’s doing everything but working. word count: 1.2k words
The receptionist of RPD was six months pregnant with her first child. Getting closer to her due date, she put in her time off. Once she got to eight months, she would be gone to prepare herself and stay out on maternity leave. That gave the station at most a month to find a temporary receptionist.
Chief Kennedy quickly found a solution. After you heard he told you about their receptionist during dinner, you offered to fill in the position while she was away. You didn’t work, the officers knew you since you’d come and visit Leon at the station on occasions.
The more experienced officers were more familiar with you and still remembered the day you both met.
Leon was late on his first day of work. Not a good look for an optimistic rookie. Then, he got thrown into traffic duty with Lieutenant Marvin Branagh, and had to write up a ticket to a girl they pulled over who was his type. He swore that someone didn’t want him to succeed as a police officer.
That’s right, you were the first person Leon ever gave a ticket to. But it made for a cute story, and the outcome was a marriage of 24 years.
When he proposed the idea, everyone quickly agreed. No officer would have to fill the position, they wouldn’t have to wait for an applicant, and they could trust you would get the job done correctly. Now what they didn’t imagine happening is the Chief of police suddenly not knowing how to behave.
The first few weeks, Leon checked up on you to make sure everything was going smoothly while you were being trained. You adjusted rather quickly. He’d stay by the desk, flirt with you for a couple minutes, and return to his office.
Then the following months, the visits became more frequent. He’d start dropping by multiple times throughout the day, and stayed longer than he was supposed to. He loved having you working at the station. He could see you and talk to you any time he wanted.
And although it was sweet, it threw off the function of the second floor where the officers really needed him to be. They took matters into their own hands and limited him to one daily visit.
That ended up backfiring as soon as the rule was implemented. They saw him heading downstairs, and made a note he was taking his daily visit. So, they minded their business and went back to working.
Hours passed, someone was on the phone to speak with him. The officer tried to ring him, but he wasn’t picking up. Unusual for him. She stood up from her desk and quickly rushed to his office, just to not see Leon there at all.
The man had the entire floor looking for him because the call was important. The bathroom, the library, the archive room, the weapons room. They were practically seething when they found him sitting behind the receptionist desk with you.
All he said was, “You said one visit, not that I had to come back.”
They didn’t blame you since you were actually getting your work done.
They were honestly debating whether or not they should enforce the whole no dating in the workplace rule again. But it didn’t make sense considering you two were married and so were Captains Chris and Jill Redfield of S.T.A.R.S.
So they found the only other solution.
The following work week, Leon got banned from the first floor.
He took it to the heart. He watched you from the second floor like some Victorian yearner until he got sent back to his office by one of his lieutenants.
He tried to sneak past them on several occasions. Sometimes it worked. Other times?
“Chief! Don’t you go down those stairs!”
Leon huffed. He was so close this time. He’d made it halfway down. He glared at the officer standing at the top of stairs. You were at the reception desk, going through mail the station received. He wanted to use the excuse that he was going to pick something up, but they’d just say they would bring it to him. He reluctantly turned around and went right back up.
He passed the sign holder by the stairs made for him that said, “Lunch is at 1PM. Shift ends at 6PM.”
It got bad enough that they assigned someone to keep an eye on him.
The new rookie that joined was so confused why they told him not to allow Chief Kennedy on the first floor under any circumstances besides lunchtime and when it was time to go. Plus, they didn’t even go into detail as to why the Chief was banned from the first floor. They said it so ominously, as if the world would end if he made it down there.
Technically, it was an easy task. His office door was always shut, no matter what. If it ever opened, the loud creaking would alert the rookie and he’d tell his superior the first floor was off limits.
Today, Leon opened his office door cautiously. His officers were overwhelmed at their desks, especially the rookie who was stuck babysitting him. Paperwork was due at the end of the week. Everyone was trying to get it done so they wouldn’t have to stay late on a Friday night.
Perfect. He slipped out unnoticed. He left the door at a crack. If he closed it now, it might catch their attention and he refused to lose this golden opportunity. He kept his body against the wall, heading in the direction of the stairs.
You were making copies of forms. While the printer did the task for you, you swiveled your chair to the computer again to check on an email. Just as you were doing that, there came your husband rushing down the stairs. Leon made it to the bottom step and walked across the lobby towards the reception desk.
Oh great. What was he planning now? Your hand hovered over the phone, ready to call one of the lieutenants. But you didn’t since your husband wasn’t staring directly at you, rather the staircase on your right. He dug his hand in the pocket of his pants and pulled out a slip of paper.
Leon carefully slid it across the counter, and continued walking without looking at you.
The paper was folded in half. You raised a brow. He was probably asking you to meet him in the filing room again. You grabbed the paper and opened it.
“What the…” You muttered.
Do you like me?
Two options. One box said yes, and the other box said yes. You furrowed your brows.
You looked to your right. Leon was leaning against the stair railing. He drew a heart in the air with his pointer fingers and then winked at you. Your eyes followed as he went up to the second floor.
Reminder: File a complaint.
You clicked your pen. Underneath the two boxes, you drew a third one. Right beside it you wrote, “No”, and checked it.
“Is he here?” You glanced up. The rookie was out of air after running down a flight of stairs. Poor boy was carrying the fate of the world on his shoulders and he refused to let it end. That or he thought he might get fired for not keeping Chief Kennedy in check.
“Honey, don’t worry. He’s upstairs. Besides, the only place he’s getting in trouble is at home.” You said. That helped ease his worries a bit. You folded the slip of paper again and held it out to the rookie, “Do me a favor. Can you give this to him when you see him?”
a little raven told me... iii. a week in summary — i. the prince and king of pop
series synopsis: as a student from another world, your friends are dying to know about your life from your homeworld, especially what school was like for you. after sharing a few unique stories from your old school, like the tales of a certain confessional account, you thought nothing of it. that is, until you get a new follower notification from your magicam account one evening, just like an account from your old school. rumors are running, gossip is spreading, all under an anonymous confessions account. oh, what can of tuna worms did you unleash on the student body of night raven college…
who started the account? who knows, maybe some of these submissions lead to deeper confessions with some of your classmates…
a little raven told me… masterlist
multi! twisted wonderland x reader smau
wordcount -> ~ 200 (it's 24 text pictures though!!)
april 4th, the saturday after nrc.confessionz dropped.
april 5th, the sunday after nrc.confessionz dropped.
these past two days have been a handful. honestly, you just want to go to sleep. the school week starts tomorrow and you just know your friends are not going to drop the whole nrc.confessionz account. speak of the great seven, there they are, blowing up for group chat. grim’s tail was flickering behind him, snickering as he read over your shoulder.
you shut off your phone and tossed it to the side, grim yelping. “watch where you’re throwing stuff, hench human!” he grumbled before laying back down.
whatever, it’s a silly little joke going on in your friend group. eventually, someone will fess-up to owning the account, you all will get mad at them for 24-hours (max) and move on with it.
this won’t spread outside your friend group, right?
right?
oh you were so wrong.
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a little raven told me... ii. enter 'SCARABIA STUDENT B HATERS ‼️'
series synopsis: as a student from another world, your friends are dying to know about your life from your homeworld, especially what school was like for you. after sharing a few unique stories from your old school, like the tales of a certain confessional account, you thought nothing of it. that is, until you get a new follower notification from your magicam account one evening, just like an account from your old school. rumors are running, gossip is spreading, all under an anonymous confessions account. oh, what can of tuna worms did you unleash on the student body of night raven college…
who started the account? who knows, maybe some of these submissions lead to deeper confessions with some of your classmates…
a little raven told me… masterlist
multi! twisted wonderland x reader smau
wordcount -> 1.2k
the twenty-four hours that followed last night’s sleepover have been…interesting to say the least. but, of course, you have to start with the morning.
sleep was never peaceful. at least, that’s what your sleep-ridden mind thought as grim’s unique tail was swatting you in the face — wasn’t he on the couch? why you, why your face — there’s like seven other faces he could’ve targeted!
groaning, you covered your face with your hand to protect it from any further swatting, sitting up and moving your feline-esk friend. well, might as well start the day now since you’re already up, and you can take the good bathroom before the guys hog it, which is kind of crazy — it’s your dorm, why are they taking the nice bathroom!
but like you said, sleep was never peaceful. two of your friends were already bickering, and who else would it be but the heartslabyul duo.
“dude, get your nasty dogs out of my face!” ace grumbled, hitting deuce’s legs with a nearby pillow. deuce looked at him, brows furrowed, not quite at his ‘delinquent switch,’ but pretty close, “i’m not even near you, ace. you had to reach to hit me!” he said, throwing a pillow of his own at ace’s face.
ace shot up, a sleep-ridden pout on his lips and his brows furrowed, “i can smell them!”
“that’s a load of bullshit and you know it!” deuce retorted back, and the whisper-shouting kept escalating. you would’ve interfered, but you were brushing your teeth and just came out to see this.
“DANGNABBIT, YER A BIG OL’ BUNCHA IDJITS, YA HEAR ME?” epel shouted, sitting up clearly upset, his hair in all sorts of directions, “SOME PEOPLE ARE TRYNA SLEEP!”
both deuce and ace turned to him, blinking at their friend. deuce broke the silence, “uhm, epel. i think it was just you sleeping. everyone else is up.” he said as ace nodded his head in agreement. sebek and jack got up earlier than everyone else, probably off training before you all had to head to classes. grim was surely scourging your barren cabinets for something to snack on and you weren’t entirely sure where ortho could be.
“ah.” epel said, blinking and taking in the information. he rubbed his eye with the back of his hand, stretching his arms above his head. “right, well, g’morning…” he said, getting up to use the bathroom, saying hello to you as you made your way to the living room and him to the bathroom.
“dude…” ace said, shaking his head in resignation.
turns out sebek and jack did train while you all were sleeping in. they somehow even managed to get showered and changed before you all did? and the audacity to be rushing the rest of you. you did find out where ortho went though, apparently he had to get everyone some drinks for the walk to campus (how sweet)!
you all walked to the main campus from ramshackle. as you know, ramshackle is the only dorm located on campus, the main seven are accessible through the mirror chamber. it’s not inconvenient but it is a fair walk from your dorm to campus. while you usually have grim, it’s also nice to have your friends’ company.
talking about here and there, complaining about classes, sharing club news, getting digs in at each other — you know, the usual. right when you guys got in eyes distance of campus, ace came over and nudged you,
“hey, saw what you did there, prefect. didn’t think you’d be one to bring home traditions to night raven,” he said, raising his right brow as he kept nudging you.
your brows furrowed in confusion, before you could question what this duffous was talking about, jack beat you to it, “what are you talking about, ace? oh, wait, do you mean that magicam account?”
“oh yeah!” ortho chimed in, floating over to you, “i meant to ask you about that earlier.”
you shook your hands, rounding to the front of your group and facing them, “no, no. that wasn’t me. i was going to ask which one of you idiots made that, i got a follow sometime last night.”
“shifting the blame onto someone else, hmm, hench-human?” grim snickered, climbing up to your shoulder.
“dude, grim, how would you know? you don’t even have a phone.” deuce said, shaking his head as he shrugged his shoulders.
epel added to the sudden not so sudden grim slander, “unless he took her phone and made the account himself,” he said, hiding his laugh behind his hand.
“hmph, you give the monster feline too much credit. he can barely form coherent strings of text with his paws,” sebek huffed, his know-it-all smirk proudly beaming.
“watch it!” grim exclaimed, standing on your shoulder, much to your dismay, “i was given enough credit and i’m not a feline! what if it was epel!”
you hummed, “hey you were on your phone pretty late…” if they were going to take digs at something you didn’t do, two can play that game!
“wha—no way!” epel said, bringing his hand out defensively, “i told you i was tryin’ to make sure vil didn’t know i stayed up that late. i was changing my active time.”
“woah, you can do that? epel, you’ve gotta teach me. the amount of times housewarden has almost taken my head over staying up past curfew is crazy.” ace said, sliding up next to epel.
epel nodded, but then a mischievous grin painted his face, “it could totally be ace. weren’t you up late too?”
as much as everyone would’ve loved to continue pointing fingers at each other to get underneath each others’ skins, you had to break for homeroom, which deuce and jack kindly reminded you all.
professor crewel as your homeroom and first-period isn’t as bad as your friends make it out to be. it’s definitely not a walk in the park, but you struggle a lot less with alchemy compared to history of magic with professor trein. at least you could use some things you learned chemistry from your world and apply it to alchemy.
“hey, prefect, get off your phone~ we know you’re trying to cover your tracks~” ace teased, putting his flask down as deuce looked at him unimpressed. “dude, cut it out. we only have one chance to get the 5 reactions right because someone wasted all of our reagent.”
“hey! the instructions were not clear!” grim huffed, stomping one of his paws while you shook your head. “actually, if you would’ve done the prelab, it says the amount of mL we were supposed to use…”
the experiment got to a point where you all had to wait fifteen minutes and what else would you do but goof off on your phones.
lunch was…as expected. same as always — chaotic, just with the added feature of your friend group accusing each other of being behind the account. grim took the opportunity to snag people’s food while they were distracted pointing fingers at each other.
there were a few minutes between lunch and your next class where you’d usually chat with your friends some more, but someone ace forgot his gym uniform at his dorm and had to go back to grab it. you stayed back with the other. all was well until epel started laughing, showing his phone to sebek who shook his head in disbelief, but there was a hint of laughter by how his shoulders were moving. ortho then tapped your phone for you to see what was going on.
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note: guys there was NOT supposed to be that big of a time gap from the first post to now...IM SO SORRY! if anyone noticed, i did switch the posting order! mainly for 1) i wanted to get something out ASAP but 2) it makes more sense spacing wise instead of having a mega 4k chapter with a bunch of smau inserts. (so, smaller chapters but easier to digest) next two parts will be posted together this week! (some of your submissions will be there teehee). thank you for all the love so far <3
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