☆ with :: riddle r. ෆ ace t. ෆ deuce s. ෆ cater d. ෆ trey c.
ෆ octavinelle ver
☆ TW :: i'm not sure if it counts as suggestive content, since the title says it all, but i'll leave the warning anyway
☆ a/n :: this post made me want to write more about cater. help me
── Riddle Rosehearts
ෆ Breaking Riddle is quite difficult, but the moment would probably happen in the library while you are both studying and after making sure there was no one around.
It was quite late and although Riddle knew he should be sleeping soon, he couldn't refuse to tutor his girlfriend when she had an important exam. He never showed overly obvious affection in public, but in those moments there was no one around, and it was something you decided to take full advantage of.
Of course, when the kiss began, his rational side tried to stop before it went any further. However, he didn't know exactly at what point he had completely surrendered to you, his brain felt asleep due to your lips and you had been the one who had taken control. Unfortunately for Riddle, there was no rulebook on how to behave in a relationship—otherwise, he would have revealed his feelings for you a long time ago—so even in those moments when he seemed to need more of your lips, he held you with surprising softness. His kisses are somewhat less intense than what someone would expect, however you could feel him gaining confidence with each passing second, leaning closer and pressing your body against him almost unconsciously. It wasn't until he pulled away due to lack of air that he begins to leave small kisses on your cheek trying to process the fact that he has just broken one of his internal rules about displays of affection in public places.
── Ace Trappola
ෆ With Ace it would probably happen in the hallways before class. Something that had started as a simple goodbye kiss that quickly escalated into something more, maybe because he still had that ugly feeling of senseless jealousy from the day before.
You remember that when you started dating Ace he made those little jokes about how seeing couples kissing around was disgusting… and somehow he had ended up in a similar situation with you, but how could he resist his pretty girlfriend? There weren't too many students around when his arms wrapped around you to press his lips against your cheek in a quick goodbye kiss that had turned into something more too quickly.
His lips traced a path to your lips before pressing them against yours, and you tried your best not to give in, you had tried with all your soul and still it hadn't worked. Ace’s arms tightened around your waist in an attempt to hold you as he began to take small steps forcing you to back away with him, you wanted to ask him what he was doing, but he hadn't pulled away from your lips even to let you breathe. In those moments air seemed overrated.
Your back hit the wall behind you making you let out a gasp against his lips, which made that smirk form on his face as he pulled away from you just enough to catch his breath.
“Why are you smiling like that?” you asked trying not to make it obvious that you were out of breath.
“You like it when I kissed you like that.”
“Of course I liked it, idiot. You're my boyfriend.” you let out a huff rolling your eyes. Of course you could have a small argument about that, but you had exactly five more minutes before the next class, and although teasing your boyfriend seemed like a great idea, all you could do at that moment was take his face in your hands to press his lips against yours once more.
── Deuce Spade
ෆ Deuce always likes to have those little moments with you after a long day, so it would probably happen in his room after a tiring day.
He always got a little nervous when it came to physical affection with you, especially when you two were alone, and although anyone else would have mocked him for still getting slightly nervous around his girlfriend, you could only think about how sweet it was to you that no matter how long you had been dating, he tried his absolute best to be the perfect boyfriend. So when you initiated a small kiss, it wasn't in his plans for it to become slightly intense.
Deuce’s arms were carefully around you, holding you with an impressive firmness, your fingers sank into his hair, feeling him lean slightly more toward you, letting gravity pull you in. Your back hit softly the mattress beneath you, Deuce's perfect facade crumbled slightly at that moment; he continued to hold you with an impressive delicacy despite the urgency of his lips on yours.
The lack of air made you pull away from him without warning and breathing heavily, his lips grazed to your cheek while he tried to catch his breath, feeling the nerves return to him for a second as he realized his own behavior. But how could he resist when it came to your lips?
── Cater Diamond
ෆ With Cater it would be in one of those moments where he finally lets his mask fall while you both take a night walk.
You're not supposed to be wandering around the gardens late at night, but it was probably one of his favorite moments; with no one around, no cameras or rules to follow. The moment he felt you gently pull him behind a tree, he couldn't resist, nor could he when he felt your lips against his. However, it was Cater who leaned more toward you deepening the kiss. His fingers sank gently into your hips, as if he needed to be sure you were there and his body felt warm despite the cold of the night.
Your back bumped gently against the tree trunk, his body pressed against yours and his fingers traced a small path up your side until you felt them brush your jaw. It was a noise in the distance that made you pull away from him, you felt his teeth gently sink into your bottom lip before breaking the kiss completely, letting your eyes look around in search of anyone responsible for interrupting that moment.
── Trey Clover
ෆ With Trey it would be something more intimate, probably a moment alone in the dorm lounge almost at dusk.
You were heading to his room when you found Trey in the dorm lounge. At first you had only slipped into his lap to say goodnight, however the moment your lips touched his you felt all the weight of tiredness vanish.
At first it hadn't been anything different from the few displays of affection you had in public. It wasn't until you pulled away for a second to catch your breath that you noticed that different glint in those eyes, the arm around your waist pressed you closer against him and exactly two seconds passed before he devoured your lips again.
His fingers sank into your hair and his lips moved against yours with an agonizing slowness, feeling his teeth gently brush against your bottom lip and his heavy breath against your face. It was obvious he didn't want to pull away from you and he probably wouldn't have if it wasn't because he remembered where you two were. His glasses were slightly crooked when he forced himself to pull away from you, his thumb outlined your bottom lip before pressing his lips against yours again, this time in a soft and short kiss.
The boys invite you over to their house but now suffer with their moms/siblings/parents showing you their baby pictures<3 gn reader!!!
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Ace trappola
He leaves for ONE second. One second and he can already hear your small giggles coming from his room as he hears the voice of his older brother with you.
Oh gross don’t tell me he’s flirting with you!
Ace thinks as he quickly shoots his way up the stairs. The boy brows were furrowed as he slams the door wide open. He was ready to cuss up a storm like a sailor and tell his brother to fuck off and leave but froze once he sees what you’re holding.
Oh
OH!
You were the first one to break the silence as you throw your head back as a laugh escapes your lips.
“Oh sevens you were one ugly baby!” You say. Trying very hard to keep in your giggles as you look over at the picture. His brother cackling right next to you.
“Oh totally! He looked like a dried up raisin” His brother says in between laughter.
“HEY! No I didn’t!” Ace can feel the tip of his ears heat up as he marches right towards you two.
“These pictures say otherwise” You flipped to the second page and quickly slapped your hand over your mouth.
“Oh sevens…” Ace quickly tries snatching the book from your hands but his brother stops him before he could.
“Oh my! Is that-“
“Yep! He couldn’t go ANYWHERE without it!” In the picture, you can see THE ace trappola standing with a wide toothy grin on his face as he holds onto an equally adorable bunny stuffed animal.
“Oh this one is my favorite!” He points to a photo of baby Ace dressed up as a strawberry as he cried his eyes out. You can see his brother standing next to him with a big smile on his face as Ace looks like he’s about to pop a vain. The next picture shows him all calm and smiley as he’s given his favorite bunny stuffed animal.
“Aweeee ace! You were so adorable!!” You squeal. With his brother now laughing and wheezing, Ace was able to immediately snatch the photo album from your hands as his whole face was a bright cherry red.
“Okay that’s enough and get the hell outta my room jack ass!”
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Deuce spade
He should’ve known something was up when it suddenly got quiet. He carefully walks back to his room with a tray in hand filled with cookies. The moment he opens the door he lets out a loud shriek as he watches his mom excitedly showing you his baby pictures.
“M-mom? What are you-“
“This was him at 2 months! Isn’t he cute?”
“For sure! Aw look at those chubby cheeks!”
“Oh and this was on his 6th birthday party! Look at those dimples!” She says as you squealed in awe. The two of you continued to flip through the baby album as deuce turned redder and redder by the seconds.
“Aww you were such a cutie deucy!” His face instantly goes red as he sets down the tray on the table.
“Oh oh! And look at this!”
“Is that a bunny onesie?” You squeal out. He immediately gulps knowing the embarrassing stories behind that onesie.
“Yes! I bought it for him for the white rabbit fest! He loved it so much he would always wear it to bed or when we go buy groceries. He cried really hard when he outgrew it though”
“I-I did not! I was just sad that’s all! I did not cry!”
“Oh! Look at this one! This was taken on his first day of school! I still remember it like it was yesterday. After taking that photo, he wouldn’t let go of me! He didn’t want to go in at all and we had to have three teachers come and drag him inside as he cried his little heart out! I remember feeling so terrible but I had to go to work”
“Okay that’s enough! No more baby photos and embarrassing stories!” He says as he snatches the book away.
“No wait please I want to see more!”
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Sebek Zigvolt
It’s been 5 minutes already and you still weren’t back from the bathroom! You told him you would be quick and now he’s slowly growing impatient from your absence. He gets up and storms out of the room as he makes his way to the bathroom.
“Human! You have been in there for almost 10 minutes! Is something wrong?!” Silence. He frowns before knocking again.
“You know we have to study for that Alchemy test this upcoming week!”
Again nothing. Just as he was about to knock again a loud laugh and giggles could be heard from downstairs. And those giggles sounded eerily familiar.
Wait
That’s your giggles!
In a speed of light does he make it downstairs and to the kitchen where the laughs and giggles were coming from.
There stood you and his father going through sebek baby photo album.
“W-what are you doing?!” He screeched.
“Oh sebek! I was just showing your friend your baby photos!” His father said cheerfully. The half fae turned bright red as he was ready to yell but was stopped the moment he heard his name being called from behind him.
“Sebek Zigvolt. What did I tell you about yelling in the house?!” There stood his mother. Brows furrowed as her arms were crossed over her chest.
“Anywho! Look! This was him when he first came into this world!”
“Awww! I guess he’s always been loud from the looks of it” You say. Chuckling at the photo in front of you.
“Oh don’t get me started. He was crying up a storm and I swear I could feel my eardrums burst” His mother sighs as she walks over to the sink. His father smiles as he looks down at the album.
“Yeah he was a crier. Oh look at this one!” He shows you a picture of 4 month old sebek staring wide eyed at the camera. Chubby cheeks and big ole eyes.
“Awww! You were adorable!”
“Oh this is my favorite one!” His mother points at one where you can see sebek wearing a knight costume. From the looks of it it must’ve been Halloween. He wore a proud smile as he held up his sword. You coo at the photo as they both continued to show you more.
“Oh look at this one! He saw a horror movie for the first time and there was a scene where the father sacrifices himself for his kids and he burst out into tears! He wouldn’t let go of his dad for weeks!”
“Enough! Let’s go back to studying!” He says as he grabs your hand and pulls you away from his parents and the photo album.
“Wait no one more !”
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This was an old draft from like a year ago🌝 I just decided to finish it now😖
I FULLY BELIEVE DEUCE HAD DIMPLES JUST LIEK ME! IDC WHAT YALL SAY!!!!
their food gets intercepted by a seagull while they’re trying to romantically feed their s/o headcanons for azul ashengrotto, deuce spade, riddle rosehearts, and ruggie bucchi
or; how an attempt at recreating a classical romantic moment between you and your boyfriend got derailed in the funniest possible way
featuring azul ashengrotto, deuce spade, riddle rosehearts, ruggie bucchi, and a gender neutral reader
requested by goose anon
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a z u l a s h e n g r o t t o
the two of you are on a date out near the coast, dining outside of some small boutique café that he’s been hearing nothing but good things about in the month and a half since it opened. and, ever the enterprising and opportunistic octomer, azul wanted to stop by and taste their menu so he could recreate their most popular items for the lounge — and since you also happened to have the day off he decided to kill two birds with one stone (as some particularly morbid landers say) and turn his planned business outing into a date for you both. all paid for by him, naturally, as what kind of man would he be if he didn’t at least cover the cost of your meal and drink?
regardless of whatever you end up ordering, azul asks for a taster menu to work through for each course — and it’s about midway through him working his way through the desserts (notebook in hand the whole time, naturally) that he picks up on a flavour and texture that he knows you like. so, seizing the chance to have a romantic moment with you, he points it out, takes his fork and moves to feed it to you from across the table, the whole while flushed a delicate and faint purple across his cheeks as he tries desperately to act all suave and chivalrous and not like the nervous wreck he actually is
and then, just as you’re leaning down to take a bite, a seagull swoops down and steals the dessert — fork and all, mind you — right out from azul’s hands. even slamming into the table and sending everything else flying across the pavement, and onto the two of you, in the process of its absolutely graceless escape
for a good few seconds he’s just frozen in place, cream and caramel and crumbs slowly falling off of his glasses as he stares blankly into the middle distance like he’s internally screaming, before he eventually comes back from wherever he mentally retreated to and uses magic to quickly clean you both up. acting as nonchalant about the whole experience as he possibly can even though it’s clear as day to you that he’s just… so deeply bothered by it (for sevens sake he can’t even look you in the eyes and his voice is so tight you’re shocked he can talk at all)
needless to say he will be asking for a refund for the awful experience and very sternly advising them about warning their customers about the risks that come from sitting on the patio. and he will be prioritising recreating that particular dessert of theirs at the lounge because he’s nothing if not stubborn and he wants to impress you with his skill and his romantic gestures… and no wayward birds can attack you when you’re safe in the lounge so he has no need to worry about anything ruining this moment (except floyd… but he has enough experience with him to know how to distract him from causing a scene so that’s neither here nor there)
d e u c e s p a d e
the two of you are back in clocktown for the winter break, sat out in the park and sharing some sandwiches that dylla so thoughtfully made for you both before setting off for work that morning. half of them made with deuce’s preferences in mind (and, consequently, much better looking to the eye due to her experience with cooking eggs) and the other half made to your tastes (though a bit messier as she tried to follow a recipe she found online to… mixed results)
and for as much food as you both packed, you somehow managed to finish your portion and still end up feeling a bit peckish — which deuce, always eager to prove himself as a good boyfriend, took as a personal challenge as he immediately took one of the untouched egg sandwiches from the bag and held it up to your mouth. flushed bright pink from the collarbones upwards and clearly flustered yet wearing such an adorably determined expression as he insisted that you take what was left of his portion and that he wasn’t all that hungry anyway. what a gentleman!
and then a damned seagull just had to swoop in and spoil the moment, stealing the sandwich straight out of his hands and smacking you both in the face with its wings in the process — which he’s honestly more bothered by than the food theft — before flopping about inelegantly on the grass for a few moments and taking off once more to, surely, ruin some other couple’s romantic moment as it had yours
deuce’s immediate response is a mixture of shock and confusion — shock at the brazen theft because the food was literally in his hands and millimetres away from your lips, shock at getting smacked by a bird and how much it actually hurt him, confused as to where it came from because seagulls are very much so not common in clocktown and shouldn’t even be here at this time of year so how in the seven did it get there in the first place — before transitioning into a panicked concern as his brain catches up to the fact that you were also a casualty in the whole event and he scrambles to clean you off and make sure that you’re okay
this is an event that’s going to haunt him for years to come for sure, but as long as word of his failed romantic gesture never get back to his friends at school (namely epel and ace, the worst offenders by far) or his mother deuce will eventually be able to laugh at the memory. even if the embarrassment of getting interrupted by a bird and showering you in crumbs never fully goes away no matter how many years have passed… and yes he will be trying to arrange a redemption date afterwards where you two can actually share a meal without getting divebombed by the world’s most shameless bird
r i d d l e r o s e h e a r t s
exam season has finally come to a close and to celebrate the occasion, and the first week since the very beginning of the year that there have been no unbirthday parties for him to attend to, riddle had invited you over to have a private tea party in heartslabyul. no strings attached, no traditions to abide by, just the two of you and some excellent food to enjoy together to close this stressful chapter of the school year. it’s nice, peaceful even if heartslabyul can ever truly be described as such, and you find yourself almost hoping the moment would never end
then midway through your little party of two he gets the urge to share the cake he was eating with you, like he’d seen done in media a dozen times over, and started looking for an opening to do so. after all, as the housewarden of heartslabyul he couldn’t risk being seen acting so improper without proper reason and consent. it would have to be off with his head, in fact. but then, blessedly, he finds his excuse in one of the eight hundred or so rules he’s long since committed to memory when some bird somewhere distantly behind him caws thrice in a row in just the right octave (on a bright sunny day while you both are drinking tea, surrounded by white roses, the exact niche conditions required for rule 783 — it took every ounce of willpower he had not to grin like the legendary cheshire cat when he realised!)
… only for his hopes to immediately be dashed when a seagull (of all the birds; how did it even get through the mirror portal?) dove between you and inelegantly swiped the cake straight out of his hands. in the process managing to not only smack you in the chest and throw crumbs in your face, but also to send just about half of the food and finery that was on the table flying all over the place… and down the front of riddle’s perfectly pressed shirt. sevens damn it
riddle is, naturally, shocked to stillness at first because… well… there is absolutely no precedent for a seagull being in heartslabyul’s pocket dimension and no corresponding rule to guide him through the situation at hand. so all that happens for a good minute or so is riddle staring, wide eyed and increasingly red in the face, in the direction the offended flew off in while you can see him actively processing what just happened in real time — stuck between fury and shock and leaving you with quite the amusing view despite the circumstances
and then, once his mind finally catches up with reality and he breaks out of his stunned trance, riddle immediately launches into a furious tirade about what just occurred. offence dripping off of his every word as he cites every rule, dorm official as well as unspoken, that the offending bird just broke — seemingly one voice crack away from calling upon the rose bushes to launch into action and apprehend the feathered offender before you cut him off, force him to sit back down, and (still laughing, both at him and at the situation) offer him some of your mostly intact tart as a peace offering. one which he, although begrudgingly and while still visibly irate and keeping his guard up for anymore interruptions, accepts. and thanks you for, because no matter how much he may lose his temper riddle is still a gentleman… and it’s against the rules not to do so
r u g g i e b u c c h i
dates with ruggie are never boring. they may be tragically infrequent due to his perpetually packed schedule, and kept to a tighter budget than most as he doesn’t have the same amount of disposable income as some of his more fortunate classmates, but he always manages to make them fun. interesting, even. and today has been, thus far, absolutely no exception — even if the premise itself (using some vouchers he’s been saving up for a few weeks, and taking advantage of some gimmicky sale at a local dessert shop to load up on the good stuff) is not particularly exciting at first glance… but this is ruggie, after all, and in your months-long relationship you’ve found that he just as a knack for making everything infinitely more fun when he’s around. or maybe you’re just hopelessly in love with him, who knows
so here you find yourselves, leisurely walking down the boardwalk and exchanging banter that is surely nowhere near as funny as it seems to you both in the moment while slowly making your way through the food you’ve bought, when ruggie gets the sudden and deeply un-ruggie-like urge to share his food with you. maybe it’s his beastman instincts coming to the forefront (the desire to feed and tend to you as his mate; to prove himself as a good provider), maybe he wants to smear some cream on your face and make fun of you for it, maybe he just caught your smile in the corner of his eye and felt like being a bit romantic. but no matter the reason, because sevens know he won’t admit to it either way, he suddenly stops you and tells you to open wide so he can feed you a bite of his dessert (just a bite, he still doesn’t play about his food after all)
then some… seagull has the gall to swoop down and steal the whole serving of food straight out of his hands. it even managed to bite his hand a bit on the way through, just to add injury to insult
and, naturally, ruggie is distraught. he plays it up a bit to make you laugh — falling to his knees, pretending to weep, improvising a whole ‘woe is me’ speech, the whole nine yards — but underneath the jokes he is genuinely really upset. because, discount or not, that food was a luxury he was really looking forward to and that he wanted to share with you, with his mate, and those kinds of experiences don’t happen often for him. after all, there’s a reason he doesn’t play when it comes to his money or his food, and having this happen just feels like a punch in the gut
but when you offer him your hand to hold, your (also very good) dessert to share, and offer to foot the bill on your next dinner date… well… that certainly lightens the blow. by quite a lot actually. though he will be insisting on you two eating indoors for the forseeable future, just in case
a former delinquent that’s trying his best to break away from his bad habits and old persona to make his mother proud… but that still manages to be a magnet for trouble regardless, and a mage in training who almost never stops joking around and has a knack for pissing off people stronger than him and getting himself (and whoever is in arm’s reach at the time) in hot water… you really know how to pick ‘em, huh?
ace’s particular brand of flirting is pretty much indistinguishable from the way he used to mess with and tease you back when you three were just friends — the difference being how he looks at you two whenever he’s saying these things, which is (contrary to how vehemently he denies it) disgustingly soft and adoring in all the ways he used to claim were ‘gross’ whenever he saw other couples doing it in the past. deuce, meanwhile, cannot flirt to save his life (or without going bright, riddle-adjacent, red from his collarbone up to his ears) but he’s at least much more earnest and openly complimentary when he does it (unlike your other boyfriend)
both are very jealous and very protective over you — for pretty good reason, all things considered — and neither of them are good at hiding it. ace even less so than deuce, what with his blatant pouting and crap talking about whoever got under his skin the second they started bothering him… but deuce is also painfully unsubtle too, and much more likely to get into a fight over either of you (even though he does try to avoid violence when possible, but old habits really do die hard…)
ace is more casual with initiating physical affection and doesn’t mind engaging in pda, like when the three of you are together he’s always touching you both in some way — leaning his head on your shoulder, wrapping an arm around deuce and putting his full weight on him, interlocking elbows with you and dragging you to the cafeteria, reaching over and messing up deuce’s hair during a quiet moment in their dorm when riddle isn’t watching, etc. — while deuce is more intentional about when he initiates physical touch with you two and is very easily flustered by pda (and paranoid about getting caught, scolded, and collared by his housewarden for it)
they still argue with each other a lot, but it’s never particularly serious and usually just them butting heads because they’re just as stubborn as each other. unfortunately for you, as the only neutral party in your relationship they will be making you pick sides every single time — unless you manage to evade them for long enough that they both forget whatever they were bickering about in the first place
as they’re both in the same dorm, and equally prone to getting themselves collared and having their sleepover privileges revoked, most of your out-of-school-hours quality time with them will either be spent on video call or desperately trying to keep quiet after ace snuck you into their room (which deuce is always more hesitant to do as he doesn’t want you to face any punishments… but that he always ends up going along with anyway because he loves spending time with you just as much as ace does)
study dates! how helpful they are for each of you kind of depends on how dedicated of a student you are and how good you are at picking up the material you’ve learned, but sevens above if nothing else it will at least distract them enough so they don’t go back to making contracts with azul for exam help again… please don’t let them make that same stupid mistake, you may be the only one they’ll actually listen to
neither of them are super big on pet names — ace because he’s a tad emotionally constipated and deuce because he always talks himself out of using them — but if you’re intent on calling them something affectionate neither of them will stop you… just be prepared for ace’s teasing to increase tenfold as he lovingly bullies you for being so down bad for him and deuce
both of them love it whenever you show up to support them at their clubs, both during practices and especially during actual games/events, and as you can’t exactly be in two places at once they end up fighting over who you should go and watch each week — though, of course, for any more important events with no crossover (like ace’s basketball games against other schools, or deuce’s track competitions) it’s quietly understood that all of you will be there, even if it means skipping out on a practice session for their own clubs to attend
do not sit with them if you plan on getting anything done during your lessons, because best case scenario you get distracted trying to help deuce keep on top of the subject at hand so he doesn’t fall behind and worse case scenario ace gets bored and decides to make it everyone’s problem and you get caught up in collective punishment. just pair up with literally anyone else, for your academic career’s sake
floyd leech & jade leech (hinge!)
between floyd’s fondness for charging at and squeezing you hard enough that you feel like you’re about to pop, and jade’s particular fascination with mushrooms and incorporating them into virtually everything he makes for you, it’s safe to say that your life after entering a relationship with the leech twins will never be dull… and that the concepts of personal space and peace will be a thing of the past, but you knew what you were getting into when you accepted this arrangement so you only really have yourself to blame
they are both extremely territorial and are only willing to share your time and attention with each other. they are also more than willing to intimidate, threaten, attack, or manipulate other people for their own amusement or their own benefit. putting those two traits together, it shouldn’t come as much of a surprise to say that most people will start outright avoiding you once you start dating the twins — with only the most stupid or stubborn of your friends being willing to stick it out. but, hey, at least you’re no longer being targetted or bullied because nobody is dumb enough to want to purposefully antagonise your boyfriends
floyd is the more unabashedly clingy of the two of them and would happily hang off of you every second of every day if given the chance. unfortunately for him, though, you do have a life to live so he has to settle for just squeezing you in between lessons and kidnapping you after school so he can keep an eye on you during his shift at the lounge (until he gets bored, wants to cuddle you properly, and ditches to go and nap with you in his room). he’s also much more of a biter than jade is and will just randomly chomp down on your neck or hand or wherever else he can reach whenever the mood strikes… so… that’s something to keep in mind
jade, meanwhile, isn’t very into pda and is very particular about where, when, why, and how he gets tactile with you. for the first two points, he saves more overt displays of affection for when you’re alone (e.g. in his dorm while floyd is out doing whatever he does, in a quiet store room at the lounge during his break, or out in the mountains during a club meet because nobody else but you ever comes out on hikes with him). the furthest he’ll really go in public is smaller things like adjusting your uniform, holding your bags for you, and so on. the only major exception to that rule is if he’s feeling territorial and needs to show off the fact that you’re also dating him and he has no intentions of letting anyone else take you away from him.
whether you work at the mostro lounge or not you will be there during their shifts. even if they (floyd) have to literally kidnap you and force you to stay at the bar while they work. you do not have a choice here — but at least you will get plenty of free drinks and free food as an incentive to keep your boyfriends company (much to azul’s very vocal dismay, not that either of them care)
no more alone time for you, because if floyd isn’t picking you up and holding you captive in his arms until he finds an interesting fishie to bother instead, then jade will be following you around at a (barely) respectable distance and either infodumping to you about mushrooms or just quietly smiling and observing you as you do whatever it is you want to do
you will be attending all of floyd’s games with the basketball club. and as many of his practices as possible, because you’re the only person who can motivate him to actually play the damn game. you are also a member (the only other member) of the mountain lovers appreciation club, and that is non negotiable
there is no hiding anything from these two, especially not if it’s something that impacts your mood (like sickness, upset, grief, etc.) — and jade doesn’t even need to use his unique magic to make you come clean about it because between his subtle prying and floyd’s pestering you will end up confessing sooner or later… even if only out of desperation to get the two (well meaning) eel-mers to leave you alone for a bit
georgina knows about you and asks about you at least once whenever she’s talking with either of her sons. so sevens help you when you finally get to meet her in person because she has plenty of things she wants to say to you directly as a warm welcome into the family (and, chaos lovers that they are, you can bet every thaumark you have to your name that neither of your boyfriends will give you any sort of warning about this before throwing you into the metaphorical deep end with their mother)
as far as pet names go, floyd will always call you ‘shrimp’ or ‘shrimpy’ with the occasional use of your actual name thrown in every now and then when he’s in one of his rare serious moods. jade, meanwhile tends to lean towards more traditional gentlemanly terms of endearment, like ‘darling’ or ‘my dear’ or ‘my pearl’ — and while the latter is more commonly used back in the coral sea where the twins come from, rest assured it does have a similar connotation and reputation as the other pet names he uses
rook hunt & vil schoenheit
well… if you didn’t have a thorough, personalised, and effective skincare routine before entering this relationship you absolutely do now — even, and especially, if you have particularly sensitive skin or are in need of a more gentle or complex routine in order to actually get a desirable result. because your boyfriends are both very dedicated to the pursuit of beauty, and passionate about skincare enough to put in the work, time, and money to make you feel as beautiful as they both know you are (and if it comes to it vil will even formulate something personalised for you himself — just be prepared for a lot of trial and error if it gets to that point)
in addition to his very extensive collection of vil photographs, rook now also has a large section of his room dedicated to the photos he’s taken of you — all of which are joined for his favourite because, well, how could he possibly choose when you look so charming in them all? — and quite the hefty display of pictures he’s taken or had sent to him of you and vil together. there are also a good number of photos of all three of you together (and of just you and him, and of just him and vil), but as the photographer of the three of you he just doesn’t have many pictures of himself to put up… at least not in comparison to the amount he has of you two
(and neige… but those photos have since been taken down and moved to a more discrete location. he’s still a massive fanboy, of course, he’s just a bit quieter about it out of respect for your shared boyfriend)
whether you’re an official pomefiore student or not, you will be held to the same standard and will be subject to a lot of (albeit well intentioned and far more affectionate in tone) corrections and critiques about your uniform, posture, and so on. mainly from vil, perfectionist that he is, but he will lay off if you ask him to or if he notices you taking his advice a bit harder than he intends for it to be taken (he does love you after all, and his intentions are never to hurt or upset or embarrass you — merely to help you grow)
the three of you do have a group chat — with vil’s perpetually packed schedule it’s kind of a necessity — and it is never not chaotic. more often than not because of rook either spamming photos he’s taken of you or another one of his interests, fanboying out over one of vil’s latest magicam posts (the pictures got sent to the chat first, and he was just as eager to praise then as he is the second time around… he just loves him a lot, okay?), or some other such random (french) burst of affection that never fails to make you feel all flustered and warm and seen no matter how many times you experience them
vil will on occasion, when he’s in a playful mood, start ‘testing’ various lip products on you and rook to see how smearproof they are — despite all of you already knowing what the result will be — and this always ends with the two of you absolutely covered in random smudges of lipstick and lipgloss and smiling while vil admires his work. he always insists on the two of you cleaning up properly afterwards (as this usually occurs in the evening and sleeping in makeup would be awful for your skin), but he will wait for rook to take his photos before grabbing some makeup wipes and saving you both from clogged pores
because of how invasive the media and his fans can be, vil is pretty insistent on keeping his relationship with you both private for as long as he can — but that doesn’t stop you and rook from showing up for him when the moment calls… after all, your beloved hunter has plenty of experience with moving around unnoticed and he is more than happy to put those particular skills to good use for the sake of your mutually beloved roi du poison
circling back to how busy vil is, the partner you’ll end up spending most of your quality time with is rook — sometimes knowingly (like when he invites you back to pomefiore to study for an upcoming exam, or when you two spent an entire weekend binging your boyfriend’s entire catalogue of work, or when you went out to run errands together), but mostly unknowingly… because rook is always there whether you can physically see him or not. past a certain point it becomes more endearing and comforting than unsettling, after all he is just keeping an eye out for you and he never forces himself into a situation unless he feels it’s absolutely necessary, but the point still stands
you will always, always, be ‘potato’ to vil — sometimes sweet, sometimes specifically his or ours, but always potato — but rook cycles through so many terms of endearment that it’s borderline impossible for you to keep track of them all. the only commonality between them all is that he always calls you ‘mine’ whether he’s talking to you in the common tongue or in french (e.g. ‘mon tressor’, ‘mon amour’, ‘my love’, ‘my dearest’, etc.)… though, admittedly, the pet names he uses with you both are more often in french than not
gentlemen at heart, both of your boyfriends are very fond of giving and receiving kisses to the hands — with vil defaulting to either your fingertips or knuckles, while rook tends to go for your palms or wrists
neither of them are especially jealous — with them both trusting you and each other not to step out, and being confident enough in their abilities as lovers to not have ever given you any reason to stay — but that doesn’t mean there aren’t things that get under their skin and upset them (like how vil can still get a bit touchy when it comes to either you or rook expressing an admiration for neige)
SYPNOSIS! - Confessing on Valentine's, what could go wrong?
Contents!Ooc, no cater.(Don't publically execute me pls), some tagalog here and there.. heh.
A/n:..W—want a p2..? Heh..
OH MY GOD. THE MIX UP VALENTINE POST. YOU ATE!!!! could i rq a version with riddle, ace, deuce, octavinelle, and lillia? 🫶🫶
SUMMARY: you get a gift that was meant for the student you like, and the contents spur you to action.
COMMENTS: this is a spin off post of this post!! IM GLAD U LIKED IT ANON i was proud of that one myself ehehe
also the character limit is five so i picked azul from octavinelle
You stare blankly at the box of chocolate in your hands, the gift crammed into your desk haphazardly. At first, you thought it was for you—that’s what anyone would assume, right? Except...the note on top of it is not addressed to you, but rather, the guy you like. It makes you wonder if this is some joke, or if one of his friends wanted you to deliver it for him. You pick at the heart sticker sealing the note shut and peel it open, taking a peak of the contents.
Your eyes wide and your heart lurches in your chest, panic and annoyance roaring like red hot flames as you read what sounds like a genuine confession of love. Someone had their eyes on him? How did you never notice?
Was it weird to get jealous? I mean, he’s not even dating you yet...you don’t even know if he feels the same way. You can’t deny it doesn’t feel good that there’s another student trying to woo him, though. You’ve been so scared up until this point, so nervous about what he might think, but the clock is ticking. You’ve got to tell him before it’s too late.
Riddle sits up even straighter when he sees you approaching him with a heart shaped box and an envelope, his cheeks flushing pink. He clears his throat when you arrive, expression all twisted up as if you’re unhappy about something. Riddle turns to look at you, holding his chin high as he addresses you by name.
“Do you have something to tell me?” he asks, arms crossed over his chest.
“This is a pathetic gift for the Queen of Hearts.” you reply dryly, throwing the gifts on the ground and stomping on them, “Someone thought that would be enough for you, but I won’t stand for it.”
Riddle stares open mouthed at the torn envelope and crushed box of chocolates, but a giant bundle of roses blocks his line of sight.
“This.” you say, a bouquet of roses in one hand and an entire strawberry tart in the other, with the truffles from the box placed in a circle around it in your hands, “Is a far more fitting gift for courting the queen.”
Deuce freezes after he reads the note you gave him with a sour face, cheeks turning pink. He wonders why you look so upset when you just confessed how much you like him—even though the words seem a bit off...
“See, Deuce? I told you you were popular.” you scoff, wrinkling your nose in disgust.
You glare so intensely at the envelope that Deuce feels your anger and jealousy.
“Is this...not from you?” he asks softly, his heart plummeting out of his body. And here he was, getting all delighted and cheesy about it—
“Nah. It’s not.” you say flippantly, “I’m confessing my feelings in a much better way.”
Deuce gasps when you pull out a bouquet of dark blue roses, kneeling at his feet as you take his hand. He swears you see hearts in his eyes as he stares at the flowers and your face, which look up at him with determination he knows all too well.
“Deuce Spade, I want you to be mine.” you declare, and his legs turn to jelly as he babbles out an enthusiastic yes.
“I can’t believe someone who isn't me likes your dumbass.” you smack Ace’s arm as he snickers over the note, an immature gesture if there ever was one.
“Well, if you like this dumbass what does that make you, huh? A stupidass?” he quips, knocking his whole body against you.
You squeal and shove him back, sticking your tongue out at his shocked face as he falls off the bed.
“Really!? This is how you’re confessing your love to me?” Ace huffs, playful as always, “I want a divorce.”
“You idiot, I’m just speaking your language!” you snap back, throwing a pillow at his head, “All you do is tease and yap and jab so I’m giving you a taste of your own medicine!”
“Oh you’re on!” Ace jumps to his feet, pillow in hand.
It’s obvious he likes you back. It always has been. And even if that person hadn’t sent that note, you two still would have known just how much you care for each other, even if it remains (mostly) unsaid.
(You still trampled that note at least ten times during your pillow fight though.)
“Is this some kind of joke?” Azul says blandly, placing the letter down on his desk of his VIP Room, “This obviously isn’t your handwriting, nor is it your style of writing.”
“That’s because it’s not mine.” you say just as blandly, raising an eyebrow as Azul looks over his spectacles at you, “Were you hoping it was?”
“What is the purpose of this visit then? You bring me some random letter with a confession of love...don’t tell me you’re hoping to butter me up.” Azul chuckles, standing up as gracefully as ever, “You should know better than anyone that those tricks do not work on me.”
You stand up as well, arms crossed over your chest as you meet his stare with your own.
“Because, Azul, someone left that note in my desk. It was addressed to you, as you can see, so I bought it for you. What you just read is what encouraged me to take action.” you take a deep breath and summon all of your courage, there truly is no turning back now, “Azul, I am interested in pursuing a romantic relationship with you. I can assure you I’ve thought this over many times before coming to you with this proposal. If you’re willing, I would love to sit down and have a talk about the terms and conditions of this deal.”
You hold out your hand for a handshake.
Azul’s mouth forms an o shape, and for a second you’d say he looks shocked, but he composes himself quickly as is all too inclined to place his hand in yours.
“Well, well, well!” he beams, voice light and airy with what you can only assume is joy, “Let’s get negotiations underway, shall we?”
“Aww, you shouldn’t have.” Lilia coos, bringing a hand up to his mouth, “Why do you look so sour, sweets?”
“Because it’s not from me. It was stuffed in my desk and addressed to you.” you wrinkle your nose, the envelope clenched in your fist, “I don’t like the idea of someone confessing to you before I could.”
Lilia giggles, still hiding his mouth behind his hand. You stare blankly at him, tapping your foot so hard your ankle starts to cramp up.
“Oh, no need to look so anxious, dear. I’m sure you’re well aware of where my affections lie, yes?” Lilia approaches you, his fingers intertwining with yours as the envelope flutters to the floor, unnoticed and uncared for.
He doesn’t have much time left. He’s loved and he’s lost, he may as well go for what he wants while it’s still here, in front of him.
“That is such an indirect way of confessing.” you groan, squeezing his hand, “I even got you a whole bag of mystery flavored red lollipops...”
“Gifts are best shared, my dear!” Lilia laughs, pulling you over to his bed, “Now, hurry up! I want to see which flavor I get first!”
Summary: Deuce is absolutely in love with you. However he hasn't told you. And he's trying so hard to find a way to say those three little words.
Pairing: Deuce Spade X Fem!Reader
Genre: Fluff Drabble
Word Count: 878
Warning: N/A
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Deuce never got nervous. Never, ever. But as he sat there, waiting for you at the park, he could feel butterflies start to flap in his stomach.
He had no idea why he was so nervous. You were coming. You said you were coming. So he should be totally, one hundred percent fine. But he couldn’t help but not feel fine. Besides, it wasn’t every day you were about to tell your best friend since forever, girlfriend for the past few months that you loved her. Of course he would be nervous.
But Deuce never got nervous. So he wasn’t nervous. At least that’s what he kept telling himself.
Checking his phone again, you still hadn’t texted him with any changes to your plans to meet him at the park. So what was taking you so long? Why was he so worried about you? Why couldn’t he just snap his fingers and have you appear right before his eyes? Just where were you?
“HEY!” Your voice and your hand on his shoulder caused Deuce to almost jump out of his skin. He was just about to call you again and here you are.
“O-oh. Hey Y/n.” He smiled, trying to get his racing heart under control. But it was all for naught as you laughed that pretty laugh he loved so much.
“Hi Deuce. Sorry for scaring you.” You continued to laugh. “But I saw you sitting over here and I saw my opportunity and I just had to take it, you know?”
He nodded, rolling his eyes. “I’m sure you just had to.”
You nudged his shoulder. “Oh c’mon, like you wouldn’t do the same to me.”
“I-” He paused. “Fair point but still!”
Shaking your head, you took his hand and smiled. All he could do was smile back. “Are you ready?”
Was he ready? Was he ready to finally tell you the three little words that changed everything? Not that that didn’t already happen when he asked you to be his girlfriend, but still. He wasn’t sure he was ready to tell you how much he loved you and how much you meant to him.
“I’m ready.”
And with that, your date began.
A date at the park had been your idea. You wanted to spend time outside and stay active with Deuce without going overboard. Besides, this park was where your relationship began. The playground was where you first met Deuce and the pond nearby was where he told you he wanted to be your boyfriend. None of that was lost on Deuce. It was like you knew he was going to tell you he loved you today and that’s why you picked this specific park. The idea alone sent butterflies fluttering in his stomach, but he kept it hidden. Today was going to be perfect, he made sure of it.
And it was. After the two of you walked around the pond, you spent a little time playing on the playground. It felt like you were little kids all over again. Those happy memories lived on in your date and it made him happy to share it with you. You still had the same smile and laugh that he liked even when he was younger. He fell in love with you all over again.
If only he could tell you.
As the sun started to set, the two of you were lazily swinging together on the swing set, your hands interlaced together. The atmosphere had changed from childish fun to sweet and romantic. He knew time was getting closer to the perfect moment to tell you how much he loved you. But he still wasn’t sure he could do it.
“I had an amazing time with you today, Deuce.” You said, staring at the sky painted in red and orange as the day was coming to an end.
With the way you spoke, it also sounded like you were ready for the date to be over as well. He needed to tell you now or never. “Yeah, I did too.”
“Good I’m glad. We should do it again sometime.”
“Yeah, we should.”
You looked over at him with a sweet smile. “I always enjoy spending time with you, you know?”
Something about the way you said it made his heart flip in his chest. “Yeah, me too. You’re my favorite person to hang out with.”
“I love you, Deuce.”
There it was. The three little words he had been terrified of saying this whole time. And you just said them like it was nothing. He couldn’t believe it.
“Are, are you sure?”
You laughed instead of getting offended. “I’m pretty sure I love you. I wouldn’t have said it if I didn’t mean it. But if you think it’s too soon-”
“No! I mean it’s not too soon,” he explained. “I’ve been trying so hard to find a way to say the exact same thing to you all day.”
Again, you laughed. “Oh, Deuce, leave it to you to make things more complicated than it needs to be. I love you and you love me and that’s all I need to know.”
“Are you sure?”
“Absolutely.”
“Well, I love you.”
You smiled and leaned over to kiss his cheek. “I love you too.”
Characters: Trey, Cater, Ace, and Deuce x Gender Neutral Reader
Synopsis: Boyfriend Headcanons
Warnings: fluff and spelling mistakes
𝒯𝓇𝑒𝓎 𝒞𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇
Oh, he loves to gift a piece of the dessert he makes or make a whole cake just for you because he is so smitten over you, but how can he not be so cute when your face lights up whenever you try the cakes he makes for you?
He finds it cute whenever you take his glasses off to try them on, asking if you look good with his glasses with a grin on your face, or even better when you mirror the club on his cheek and put on yours, so now you two match with each other.
Just like he did with his younger siblings, he is going to remind you to brush your teeth every day since he doesn't want you to have any cavities since he spoils you a lot. This man cares about dental hygiene.
He is not going to karaoke if life depends on it. He says that he’s a terrible singer, but it’s not like you listen to him; you just love to drag him along and sing a duet together. He wasn’t wrong; he doesn’t really have a good singing voice, but you had fun, so it’s not a big deal.
You’ll bake with him; even if you're bad at baking, he’ll teach you. He tells you that you can’t just get better overnight; it takes time and patience to master something, so don’t think you're lost. If you just want to watch him, that's fine, but you’ll have to grab ingredients for whatever he might be baking.
I can tell he’s just good at cooking in general, so if you don’t have anything to eat or any ingredients to make something when you come back from your class, you can just shoot him a text to help you out. There's nothing to be ashamed of when you ask him.
He doesn’t mind PDA that much, like kissing him on the cheek as you leave or holding his hand, but it does make him blush a little when done in front of other people, especially in front of Cater or Riddle (Riddle just clears his throat to get back on topic).
𝒞𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒟𝒾𝒶𝓂𝑜𝓃𝒹
Cater is basically your boyfriend and best friend at the same time.
He’s always taking photos of you and him doing those cringy couple poses where you kiss him on the cheek. Post that on Magicam because why not show you off? If you don’t have a Magicam account, he’s going to make you one, of course. you're following each other.
You guys probably dress up matching with each other and then do a magicam photoshoot.
He makes doubles of himself just to mess with you, like asking which one is the real him: the one in the Drom uniform or the NRC uniform; if you get it right, you’ll get a kiss, and if you don't, he’ll pout about how he could not know. But don’t worry, he’ll forgive you if you give him a kiss.
Cater doesn’t like sweets that much, but the exception is you, since your lips are so sweet that he just loves them, so don’t mind him stealing kisses from you throughout the day.
He’ll also put a diamond mark on your face just like his, even if you're not in Heartslabyul. You just look cute with his mark on your face (and he’s going to take 100 photos of you with that diamond mark).
His hobby is visiting cafes, and I bet you're going with him. You go to the whole bench together, from maid cafes to cat cafes and even the weird ones, and he doesn’t care unless you're having fun with him, because what's the point if he’s the only one having fun and not you always?
And to add to the cafe, you’ll definitely go to ramen restaurants. He’s going to order the most spicy ramen and then just add more hot sauce, which surprises you, but if you're not a big fan of spicy ramen, it’s fine; you can just order mild ramen.
𝒜𝒸𝑒 𝒯𝓇𝒶𝓅𝓅𝑜𝓁𝒶
He loves to tease and pull little pranks on you because you're just easy to mess with (and he loves you). If you try to tease him back and succeed, he’ll deny it all with a flustered face; if you point out his red cheeks and ears, he’ll go quiet in embarrassment.
He loves to impress you with his magic tricks; he’ll even learn new ones so he can keep on seeing your expression filled with amazement by him and only him. It feeds his ego so much.
He’ll invite you to watch him practice basketball after school; he would probably be like "This shot is for you" and then completely miss the hoop while you just start laughing at him. He gets it after the 4th time while he blushes, saying "I got it in, so stop laughing!".
Once you want to surprise him with a cherry pie that you made with your own two hands, he’s going to be ecstatic and tell you that he loves you.
He’ll show you off to everyone like it must suck for them to still be single while he’s in a relationship with the most beautiful person ever; deuce wants to punch him in the face for how annoying ace is being.
Deuce, Jack, and Epel ask if Ace bribed you or if he’s forcing you to be in a relationship with him and are shocked to find you want to be with him.
𝒟𝑒𝓊𝒸𝑒 𝓈𝓅𝒶𝒹𝑒
The boy is nervous at the beginning of your relationship since he’s never been with anyone before (he probably gets embarrassed seeing a kiss scene in a movie and closes his eyes).
Ace makes fun of Deuce since he can’t look him in the eye with his brain going blank and not know what to say, but he gets over it after a while.
Whenever you two are alone together and Deuce ends up in a dispute with some passersby who said he was rude when he bumped their shoulder by accident, he tries to calm the other party down and himself since he doesn’t want to show his delinquent side in front of you, especially since who knows what you might think about him?
But it fails and turns bad, but in the end, the other people run away, and he apologizes to you, saying that he didn’t want you to see that side of him, his face full of shame, but you don’t blame him at all, nor do you see him any different; he’s happy that you don’t.
Back to Deuce being embarrassed, he was freaking out when you first held hands with each other; he was screaming in his head about how lucky he was, and even more when you had your first kiss together like he was on cloud 9, you saw how red his face was.
He would take you blastcycling to the beach to look at the sunset together.
You and Deuce always study together, so you both can be honor students together.
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