Hiii not to sure how I’m supposed to word what I’d like but I’ll try my best
can I pleas have a mostro lounge bubble tea, lavender honey galette, apple slice rose puff pastry, and a slice of baklava? If that’s too many items from the menu you can always take something off, I really don’t mind. Congratulations on 3k tho!!!! I really like your writing and hope you keep doing it :]
an order of romantic fluff with azul ashengrotto, epel felmier, and jamil viper!
You stare at Azul’s flushed face, searching his eyes as if you’re not quite believing what you’re hearing. Azul’s heart is pounding hard in his chest, so bad that any creature in the sea with even the slightest ability to hear would be able to hunt him down in a second.
“You want to court me?” you ask, voice shaking.
Azul takes this as a bad sign.
But you—you just can’t believe this is finally happening.
Azul opens his mouth, mind running a mile a minute as he smooths down the front of his shirt (it doesn’t have any wrinkles, it never does) because he’s about to make the business offer of his life but then—
“I accept.” you smile, eyes bright and sincere.
Azul’s jaw falls open, and he doesn’t know whether to be happy or concerned that you answered so quickly.
“I like you! Go out with me please!” Epel yells, hands clasped behind his back as he stares at the wall just a little to your left.
Honestly, he can’t even look at you? It’s so silly it's kind of cute.
“I will if you look at me.” you giggle, leaning over just a bit so you’re in his line of sight.
His eyes flicker to yours, and just like a volcano, his face explodes with red.
“There we go.” you laugh, warm and affectionate, “You don’t have to be so stiff, you know?”
Of all the answers Jamil expected to hear, it was hardly a yes. He stares at your smiling face dumbly—you look like you just won the lottery. He isn’t sure why his confession of love for you spawned such a face, and his first thought is to look around the room to see if there’s someone else you wanted to see more.
Nobody.
“Hey, don’t look away from me now! I want to look at my new boyfriend!” you complain, so much raw affection in your voice that doesn’t feel real.
He looks back at you, sees your smile, and his heart swells in his chest.
Summary: Epel is soft and sweet, while you're hardcore and fiery. Perhaps if he changes everything about himself, you might like him more.
Pairing: Epel Felmier X Fem!Reader
Genre: Fluffy Drabble
Word Count: 964
Warning: N/A
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“Are you sure about this?” Ace asked, skeptically.
“I’m 100% sure it won’t work.” Jack shrugged, not looking up from his phone.
Epel frowned, looking down at what he was wearing. It wasn’t what he normally wore. Usually he wore soft sweaters, cheerful colors, and oversized hoodies. With the ripped jeans, black leather vest, and fake piercings, he had more of a grunge aesthetic today. He’d be lying if he said he didn’t feel a little out of place in this. But he knew it was what you liked.
You loved rock bands, dark colors, and tattoos. While Epel was soft and fun, you were dark and sharp. You had sarcasm and wit to spare, enough to tear down your enemies with one clever insult. Nevertheless, it was because of your strong loyalty and secret humor that Epel fell for you. He fell in love with everything about you as soon as he first met you, which confused all of his friends when he admitted it.
“Are you sure this is the girl for you?” Sebek questioned, trying to keep his frown from showing and failing.
Despite his uncertainty, Epel nodded. “I’m sure. She’s special and I want to show just how much I really like her by taking an interest in what she likes.”
Deuce shook his head. “Look, Yunho, your heart is in the right place, but this is a bit much. You show an interest by going to concerts with her or watching the movies she likes. You don’t dye your hair black and put on some ridiculous outfit that isn’t who you are just to impress her.”
“It’s worth a shot.” Epel tried to defend himself. “She might like me a lot more if I were more like her.”
Deuce sighed. “If you think that’s what’s best, I won’t stop you.”
Before he could retort, Epel's phone went off, alerting him that you were waiting downstairs. He gave an assuring nod to his friends, as if to convince himself this was the right choice. Rushing down the stairs, he paused right before he could see you to walk down the last few steps with a cool and detached swagger.
Upon seeing you, he gave you the "S'up" head nod, and noticed how your eyes widened at his getup. He couldn't help but feel a little self conscious as your eyes dragged down from his head to his boots before returning to his face. However he tried to not let it show. He was the new and improved Epel Felmier, someone who was worthy of being yours. He needed to be confident and chill to keep the facade going. And with any luck, he’d like the look enough to keep it up all the time he was with you.
“Hi Epel.” You gave a small wave as he made his way over to you.
“Hey.” He answered, trying to sound totally cool.
Pursing your lips, you slowly asked, “Whatcha wearing?”
His confidence slightly faltered, but he had to keep up the act. “I thought you would like it. I mean, we match today.”
“I see that.” You slowly nod, before staring into his eyes. “Do you like it?”
He started to sputter. “Wha- of course I like it! Ever since I met you I knew I was going to like this hardcore, grunge aesthetic. It’s so me, don’t you think?”
Deep inside he was praying you would say yes and jump into his arms. But you sucked in your breath through your teeth. “Epel, are you doing all of this to impress me?”
Again, he sputtered, “Wha-pa-ca, no. I’m doing this for me!”
“Epel…”
He sighed. It didn't take much from you to wear him down. “Yes, I did this to impress you. But I thought if I showed an interest in what you liked, you would like me back. I really like you, and I want to be someone who is extra special to you. I thought this was a way to get closer to you.”
With a small, exasperated chuckle, you gave him a soft smile, which contrasted greatly to what you both were wearing. “Epel, it’s sweet. Really, I think it’s so sweet that you went out of your way to show interest in what I like. But this isn’t how to do it. I like you a lot, Epel, but I like Real Epel. I like the cute, soft, fluffy boy who plays with puppies and helps his grandma on the family farm. I like when you’re you and not when you’re trying to be me.
“You like me back?”
Laughing harder, you nodded. “Yes, Epel. I like you back.”
He gave a sigh of relief. “I guess I was worried for nothing then. I thought you didn’t like me for who I was.”
“Quite the contrary.” You assured him before giving him a hug. Squeezing you tight, you laughed before saying, “Now go upstairs and change into something more Epel. Especially before Vil sees you like this.”
Stepping back, he grimaced at the thought. Vil was going to kill him if he ever saw him like this. An awkward chuckle escaped him as he scratched the back of his head. “Well, I can change my clothes, but I can’t really change my hair color back. Do you think Vil will notice?”
You smiled before sweeping his bangs from his eyes. “I like the black. It’s very pretty. But I also like you when you’re lavender hair too. I'm sure we can figure out something to minimize the trouble you'll get into with your House Warden.”
"Thank you."
Giggling, you wave him off. “Now go change already, you big goof. I’m hungry and need lunch.”
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Summary: After what happened at STYX, Epel was extremely traumatized and never wanted to part from Vil’s side for as long as possible… he did not want to lose Vil. The sight of seeing Vil all old and wrinkled, brittle and worn by age was enough to send him into panic- he’s seen many elderly in his hometown pass away but the images of elderly Vil fresh in his mind just made everything worse…
TW: Mentions of D3@th/Dy1ng and mega angst
If you were looking for Emotional Damage this is the place! Abandon hope all ye who read this! Ye have been warned beforehand of angst and pain!
Epel Felmier and Vil Schoenheit: Don’t Leave Me All Alone…
Rain pelted the windows of the Pomefiore dorm, thunder rattled the walls and lightning lit the dark hallways and bedrooms that cold February night. It was truly a rough storm and the howling wind whistling a ghostly tune made it no better for Epel as he shuddered under his blankets. The thunder roared again and he clutched his poison apple plush tighter, truthfully, he was not frightened of storms but the events at STYX was enough to send him into panic.
CRASH! BOOM!
The thunder roared again, releasing yet another wave of ferocity. With every roar of thunder came the memories of the titans… of Vil…
‘No… No, Vil is alive, Vil is fine… gotta stop being a scaredy-cat! Man up, Epel! Man up, damnit!’
Nightmares of the horrors that fateful day flooded his mind, images of Vil falling into the Underworld to save Idia still were fresh in his memory, haunting him with the thought of losing Vil. Tears pricked his baby blue eyes as he hid his face in his pillow, oh how he despised this weakness… but he supposed it was only right considering how the event’s traumatized him so dramatically.
CRASH!! BOOM!!
The thunder roared once more, causing Epel to jump slightly at the sound. Sevens above how he hated feeling so weak…
Epel huffed, sitting up in bed and grabbing his pillow and apple plush, making his way quietly out of the room and straight to Vil’s room. He knew Vil was likely already in bed but he just had to see him, he needed to know Vil was alive still. His dreams of Vil all old and wrinkled dying before his eyes shattered his heart into microscopic fragments, the images of the dream were too real for him, it was too much. Outside Vil’s door he could see the dim glow of lamp light from under the door, Vil was likely still awake if the lamp was on. Epel took a deep, shuddering breath and knocked on the door, trying his hardest not to break down like a small child.
“Hm? Epel? Whatever are you doing up at this hour? Eye bags, my dear, eye bag- Epel…? Oh Epel what’s the matter?” Vil knelt down to Epel’s height, brushing his gentle, soft hands across they younger’s face. “Come on in, potato, tell me what’s the matter.”
Epel walked in slowly, nodding his head and sitting next to his Housewarden on the bed, staring at him with wide, frightened eyes. “V-Vil… I-I was just scared you were gone… that you left us for good… that the Underworld took you… *sniffle* I’m sorry… I know this is childish an’ stupid…”
‘Stupid! Damnit! Cryin’ like a lil kid in fronta Vil again… I’m gonna get a scoldin’ of a lifetime for the eyebags…’
Vil gasped, pulling Epel into a tight hug, petting his hair gently, swaying softly in an attempt of comfort. He had no idea Epel was so frightened, he had figured something was wrong when Epel refused to leave his side almost all afternoon during their Friday night cleaning session and this afternoon during lunch break but to see this side of Epel was entirely new. He was nothing more than a frightened little boy who had nearly lost someone he cared about deep down even if he did not want to admit it.
“I’m right here, I’m not going anywhere, just keep your head on my heart, see? It’s still beating, I’m still here, little apple. I’m still here…” Vil whispered soothingly, almost in a motherly manner as his slender fingers combed through the soft, violet locks.
‘No, Vil, you left us behind in my dream… you died… you died from old age too soon…’
“I-I’ve seen buncha old folks b-back home go an’ all but… but seein’ you get old an’ leavin’ us…” Epel could not finish that sentence, the words felt so rough on his tongue. The pain in his heart was excruciating and all he could do was wail into Vil’s chest like a child.
‘Sevens above, please don’t take Vil from us… please…’
Vil gently shushed the crying boy, whispering words of comfort as his tears flowed from his eyes. The feeling was the only calm Epel felt against the raging storm of emotions. The Pomefiore Housewarden knew that Epel always tried his hardest to keep a brave face, a defiant attitude, and a tough guy persona but Vil and Rook knew deep down Epel was a gentle soul who cared deeply for others even if he never showed it openly.
“Epel, how about you spend the night here with me, hm? That way you will know I will not leave you.” Vil smiled softly as the younger looked into his eyes as if questioning his suggestion. “I promise, I will not leave your side, you will be safe in here with me. No storm, titan, or Overblot monster will come in here.”
BOOM! CRASH!!
The first year gasped at the sudden clap of thunder, clinging to his Housewarden as if he were a baby koala. He nodded his head in agreement to Vil’s suggestion, eventually looking up at Vil worriedly before releasing his hold.
“S-sorry… dunno why the stupid storm is making me like this… I’m not usually all a scaredy-cat.”
“It can’t be helped, potato, to be completely honest with you, I too have had a difficult time with the storm…” Vil sighed and shrugged. “Truthfully, it reminds me of what happened at STYX, the titans and all those escaped monsters… and the fear of losing you and Rook.”
‘I-I had no idea Vil felt this way… I thought he was gonna say losing his good looks or somethin’ like that. Huh…’
“What? I know that look, potato- you have something snarky on the mind, spill it.”
“Ack- um- uh… n-no I’m good, Vil! Heh… heh…”
“One… Two… do not make me say three, potato.”
‘Great, he’s gone mama mode… no escapin’ this one…’
“Aight, I was gonna say just thought you were gonna say something ‘bout losing your good looks…”
Vil laughed, genuinely laughed at Epel’s remark. Ruffling his first year’s hair, he pulled him back into a hug. “You cheeky little apple, what am I to do with you?”
“Send me to Savanaclaw, maybe?”
“Not happening. You are staying with me, spudling.”
‘Damnit, guess I’m stuck with Vil- although, guess it ain’t a bad idea… heh- life does work in weird ways, huh?’
“Alright, potato, bedtime. It’s well past both of our bedtimes but sleeping in tomorrow as it is the weekend would not hurt, fufufufu~” Vil lifted the covers for Epel to climb under, like a mother he tucked him in and gently petted his head. Vil too tucked himself into bed and pulled the younger close to his frame, running his gentle, slim fingers through his hair and humming a soft lullaby.
Epel slowly but surely drifted off to sleep, the sweet humming of Vil’s lullaby and his heartbeat that was very much alive soothed his mind and guided him to slumber.
“Gnight… mum…” Epel mumbled sleepily, snuggling closer to Vil like a kitten.
“Goodnight, my littlest apple. May no nightmares touch your dreams tonight while I’m here.”
♰ | Romantic | Tooth-Rotting Fluff | Established Relationship | Epel really loves you | Marriage |
♰ | Synopsis: This is your life with him. It's utter bliss.
His hands do so much for you...
Light-blue eyes focused solely on your face, dancing across your skin, drinking in your features, forgetting about the multiple papers scattered across the old wooden hand carved table, a old wedding gift passed down generation to generation. That now rests in your dining room with a wobbly leg that needs to be replaced, yet always brushed off until the table tilts and knocks over his morning apple tasted coffee. A old table covered in scratches and cuts, yet hidden beneath both you and his work.
His hands gently cup your face, thumbs slowly dragging along the fullness of your cheeks, dragging along your nose and lips that taste slightly sweet. Your heart beats fast in your chest as you smile. Watching his eyes practically light up at the subtle motion, he fights back a widening grin, yet his sun redden cheeks flush with subtle color.
No matter how many times you sit in front of him, facing each other as your knees touch, as you gently press your palms against the back of his hands. No matter how many evenings after a long day of picking apples and managing the numerous jobs that come with running an apple orchard. From fighting off pesky crows or nosy children hungry for ripe fruit. It's a mundane life. One of routine yet freedom.
You watch his lips curl upwards, his nose slowly rubbing against yours. Earning a soft laugh, as he promises the entirety of your and his lifetime to this. To this simplicity.
From busy hot days, to carrying heavy apple crates, that he demands he carries, or chatting with neighboring farmers, sharing their fresh vegetables for a delicious apple pie.
To simply ending the day by sitting on the porch and watching the sunset. With mugs of tea. Or coffee. Or of whatever it is you fancy, growing cold and forgotten as you sit in silence. Comfortable silence. While he holds your hand in his tight, silently promising that this and yet to come, would be alright, and that he'd be here for you. Always.
He do so much for you...
Holding his hands, your fingers grazing over his knuckles and you pull them from your face. Squeezing them tightly, before pressing your lips against his skin. His hands littered in the tiniest scars from working, from splinters to accident cutting himself with a knife cause of his impatient, that he simply laughed as you rinsed his hand under cool water. Hands that have changed from his school years, hands that he feels slight shame for. Hands that you love and kiss, that has him sucking in a breath.
"..."
His voice above a whisper as he stares at you with wide eyes. No matter how old he grows, he's never once lost his pretty features, his long lashes and pink lips. Light-blue eyes that never change, that's filled with such love and adoration. With admiration. And as you pull away, entwining his hands in yours and pressing them against your knees, your eyes lock onto Epel's.
I love you...
It's like a whisper of wind, one that makes you laugh as flurry of kisses graze your face. Laughing between each kiss, practically lunging onto you, forcing you further into the back of the dining chair, still clinging onto your hands. While a silver ring band, bumps against yours.
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compare epel to a really cool character like jotaro and he’s explodes from excitement
REAL
to tell you the truth epel's fav is definitely Jotaro
its literally everything he ever wanted to be!
he prob relates to him on a personal level so if you say that him and jojo are similar or something hes gonna be so happy to the point that everyone will know it!
probably goes around bragging about to everyone
"yeah, my s/o said im pretty cool." with some sort of grin on his face
"dont you think im the best example when you talk about people who are comparable to a jojo character? my s/o thinks so" hes trying soo hard to keep his big ass smile when he says this
he just wont shut up about it!
he just has to go around bragging to people or else he'll actually explode-
Epel and Rook With A S/o That Is Usually Quiet and Calm Become Unhinged
Idk what’s happened to me, I’m becoming a simp for literally every first year- What’s next, I GO CRAZY FOR ACE??? 😰
Characters: Epel, Rook x Reader
Warnings? None.
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Epel Felmier
Epel is overjoyed, be needs someone else to be as unhinged as he can be sometimes. He loves you being calm and let’s be real you’re the reason why Vil hasn’t totally lost at times, being able to calm him down and what not.
He does feel bad sometimes though knowing he’s the reason most of the time for you getting in trouble. So it was nice when you went unhinged since you two were having your chaotic moment together and Epel didn’t feel like you were babysitting him.
The sound of your laugher makes Epel smiles more… God, you have an enchanting laugh right?
The back and forth playful banter? That’s what he loves.
Don’t get him wrong he loves you just as much when you’re more calm and taking care of everyone, making sure no one gets into too much trouble. It’s refreshing to him though when he sees you enjoying truely enjoying yourself and actively being cheeky and mischievous with him. It might have something to do with you to planning your prank on Vil whilst you were on your high
Epel feels like that night will be the night he treasures for so many moons. One of his favourites that’s for sure. He won’t ever forgot this day, and… He might’ve fallen in love with you all over again.
Rook Hunt
I’m not even gonna lie he probably at least had a slight clue about this unhinged side of you (In my own opinion though I feel like almost everyone has a little chaotic side to them) Rook isn’t the type to be easily surprised.
He’s happy to see yourself happy, as well showing more of your authentic self. It warms him to know that you trust him enough to show it to him.
Rook may know a lot about you but when people are relaxed, and chaotic doing what they want to do without judgement it makes people show sides of them that some might not even know about so he’s happy how he’s learning new things about you, even if some might think it’s boring he’s slowly put pieces together how your head works
He will admit that he never thought it would happen but still. The fact that you allowed him in and showed this side of yourself wanted his heart also piecing together your brain
KYAAAAHHHH!!!! I ABSOLUTELY ENJOYED YOUR LITTLE SERIES OF "LITTLE THINGS THAT MAKES THEM FLUSTERED" FOR TWST AND OH MY GOD DID I SAY HOW MUCH I LOVE AND ADORE YOUR WRITING OMG YOURE SO GOOD!!!!! 😭 😭 😭
Do you mind if I request the same prompt with Cater, Epel, Kalim and Sebek please? 🥺 🙏
Synopsis: what makes them flustered pt 4!!
Warnings: minor swearing, and mentions of broken glass in kalim’s part :’), not proofread
Characters: cater, epel, kalim, and Sebek!!
Pronouns for reader: gender neutral/ not mentioned
A/n: hello hello!! I’m so glad you like my writing that makes me super super happy :]. I wanna apologize for not getting to your request sooner, I was planning on answering a while ago but of course I got sick right when I wanted to actually write your ask :’). Anyways!! Sorry about the super super long wait, hope you enjoy!! Have a great rest of your day, make sure to take care of yourself!! <3
— Cater —
Taking pictures with him
Normally people aren’t fond of taking pictures with him, cause they all think it’s “for his image” who h is understandable, he’s not gonna force people to take pictures with him. That’s rude. But when you ASK to take pictures with him, even at the most random of times to “save the memory” it makes him a little red. Cause it’s not to post on social media, it’s to have memories with him because you care about him!! He just thinks it’s super cute :’)
When you brush some of his hair behind his ear
LORD. If this doesn’t get his heart pumping I don’t know what does. Imagine, waking up in the morning, cater slowly waking up next to you, and you say a soft and sweet good morning, while brushing some hair behind his ear to see his face better. PERFECTION. It makes him feel all safe, and content, and loved and it’s just mwah. Best thing to wake up to, or to have happen while you’re studying, or just watching a movie JUST BEST THING. PERIOD.
— Epel —
Calling him handsome
Epel doesn’t hate getting compliments, but he wants people to be more creative than calling him pretty all the time. So when you look at him and tell him how undoubtedly handsome he is, HOLY SHIT HIS KNEES GIVE OUT AND HE IS ON GHE FLOOR SOBBING IN LESS THAN TWO SECONDS. He just really likes being called your awesome, handsome boyfriend it makes his heart swell with pride
When you won’t shut up about him
When you or your friends say that you’ve been talking about him OHHHHH BOY. He absolutely just collapses, because it feeds his ego, like he was a starving man being fed like a king. In short he loves it. Better yet if he finds you… in the act of talking about him. Because he absolutely just stands there and listens you sing his praises, until you notice him, standing there. Literally like 🧍red as a tomato, and then you yourself get embarrassed while your friends laugh at your sudden change of attitude.
— Kalim —
Wanting to learn more about him and his culture
Kalim is very culture oriented, he loves where he comes from, and loves sharing the vast knowledge he has with other people. So this is mostly something that happens in the early stages of your relationship, possibly even friendship and when he has a crush on you, but whenever you actively wanna learn more about him, and even his culture, he is OVER THE MOON. Like man literally just “jamil they wanna know about me as a person.” “Yeah that’s kinda like… the point of wanting to talk to someone” “BUT ITS SO CUTE” HAVOHSIHE he just is really appreciative.
When you gift him something
Anytime you gift him ANYTHING he suddenly goes from a big ball of sunshine who’s practically bouncing off the walls to, a blushy mess of a ball of sunshine. It’s really quite cute to see, how he gets all flustered when you have him a cake you made. The cake could even be burnt and he’ll still devour it in a heartbeat. Same with any item you give him, it could be some broken glass you strung together to make a sorta wind chime and he’ll be like “this is my prized possession. I adore this, I adore you, I now must pay you back for this glorious gift” like my guy it’s some glass Floyd gave you and you just repurposed it so it wasn’t actual trash :’)
— Sebek —
Anything… domestic?
Anything that resembles a very domestic life will get Sebek stammering and blushing EASY. You just doing your laundry and Sebek is hanging around ramshackle dorm with you? Oh good lord, he’s blushing all day for no reason. You’re both cooking something in the school kitchen cause you snuck in (actually you forced him to and he’s there against his will. He totally didn’t go along easily with your plan.) he’s blushing while cutting vegetables. For no reason. Please oh please make fun of him, it’s actually kinda funny hehe. But either way just the incredibly simple things will get Sebek flustered.
When you take the lead
Sebek isn’t by any means codependent, he’s very capable on his own. But he just finds people who are very independent, headstrong, and who can easily stand up for themselves to be so… attractive. When it comes to a relationship Sebek is very inexperienced, and very nervous, so when you take the lead? That’s hot. That makes him meltttttt oh my god makes him melt so hard.
