Synopsis: The Prefect has to choose a dorm to move into, and they immediately think of Leona.
TW: it's relatively vague, but it's mentioned that The Prefect was uncomfortable with the thought of staying in other dorms for reasons you would imagine a woman wouldn't want to stay in a space with all men (specifically, she's overheard jokes, and noticed looks that made her uncomfortable (I try to keep it vague though))
Fem! Reader x Leona
You sat in Crowley's office with your arms crossed and a tired expression on your face. You had walked back to Ramshackle after another long day of classes and mayhem just to find the roof had caved in.
Crowley sat in silent contemplation as if he were actually mulling over the issue like someone who actually cared before snapping his fingers with a triumphant smile on his face: "Because I am so kind, I shall allow you the opportunity to choose one of the 7 dorms to move into!"
Your face remained blank. It's not that you disliked the idea of being able to sleep in a building that you didn't have to worry about leaks, mold, collapses, and cave ins, but you weren't too fond of the idea of having to live with a bunch of men.
You mulled over your options for a moment before sighing and pulling out your phone. Crowley looked at you quizzically. "I wanna make sure it's okay with him first" you mumble under your breath.
Moments later, you get a text from Leona: "Whatever."
You figured that would be as close to a yes as you could get, so you relayed the information to Crowley.
Just then, another buzz of your phone came: "Don't bring the d*mn cat."
Well, that complicated things. You weren't too fond of the idea of leaving Grim behind. Crowley, on the other hand, thought it was a glorious idea. He'd send Grim off to Heartslabyul (without consulting with Riddle first, of course). Surely, some time in the strictest dorm would do the little critter some good.
Before either of you could protest, he was already out the door holding grim by the collar.
When you arrived at Savanaclaw, it was already late. Ruggie greeted you with a snicker and tossed you a basket of laundry to bring up to Leona's room.
"Can't have ya freeloading" was the hyena's excuse.
"Delivery." A yawn slipped from your mouth as you dropped the basket of laundry just inside the door.
A rustling came from the bed before moments later a grumpy lion finally lifted his head to look at you. "The h*ll are you doing here?"
". . .You said I could stay, remember?"
Leona's tail flicks back and forth a few times before he flops back down. "Was half expecting ya to choose a different dorm instead."
With a hum, you closed his door and picked the basket back up to set it next to his closet. "Now, why would I do that?"
You heard a scoff come from Leona "In case ya haven't noticed, Savanaclaw isn't exactly a prissy little proper dorm with a-"
You cut your upper classman off by throwing a pillow at his face.
"Oops, my hand slipped" you hum as you set the laundry basket down again.
Leona growls, but he doesn't move. If anyone else were to throw a pillow at him, he'd likely rip their throat out, but with you, he didn't have that compulsion. "The h*ll was that for?"
"Is that really what you think I'd be looking for in a dorm I'll have to move into?" As you speak, you casually sit on the edge of his bed so you can meet his eyes and give him a 'really?' look.
"Yes." His response is blunt and to the point.
A sigh slips from your lips as you stand up "Seriously?"
"Well what else would you be looking for?" He scoffs with a roll of his eyes "And which of those criteria would you find in this dorm?"
"You're here." You reply without having to think and as if the answer is obvious.
In response, Leona just stares at you disbelievingly.
"I'm serious. The moment Crowley said I had to move into a dorm, this was the first one I thought of, and because of you."
He remains silent, his expression only becoming more skeptical. Don't get him wrong, when you said he was your first thought, your first choice, it made something tighten in his chest. However, anyone can lie, and your current sentiment sounds completely improbable to him.
Another exasperated sigh leaves your mouth before you motion for him to scoot over.
Surprisingly, he complies and gives you space to sit crisscross next to him. "I'm the only girl in this school."
"Obviously." You give him a quick warning glare at his snarky comment, and he raises his hands.
"As I was saying, I'm the only girl in this school. I'm not saying I particularly distrust the other students here, but that doesn't change the fact that I constantly find myself in settings here that make me feel unsafe."
Leona's once swishing tail stills, but his expression remains neutral.
"Sure, I have friends in other dorms, but, for one reason or another, I never feel fully at ease in those spaces."
"And you do here?"
"Yes."
The room falls silent for a moment before you continue: "I can't fully explain it, but. . .I said that the reason I chose to come to Savanaclaw was because you're here. That matters because. . .I feel safe around you."
Leona scoffs before he can stop himself. "I tried to kill you."
"Yes, but I've never worried that you'd do worse."
Leona's eyes widen a fraction at the statement. He debates asking for a moment, but eventually decides to: "And you have about others?"
Silence falls once more, but this time it feels much heavier.
"Some of it is just a lack of knowing,. . .but sometimes I hear people make unsavory jokes. . .and sometimes I catch a glint in people's eyes that I'm not sure I want to know the thoughts behind."
Before the atmosphere can get too awkward, you clap your hands together, "That or sometimes I just feel like people don't know how to treat me because I'm a girl." you add, trying to lighten the mood.
"But I've never felt that way with you. You respect my space and my boundaries but still treat me like a normal person."
Deciding it's probably best not to talk about the previous subject too much as you seem uncomfortable with it (not that he's going to forget it though), he follows along with the topic shift. "Nobody else in any other dorm does that?" he scoffs "It's the bare minimum, nothin' special." His words don't come off as being said in a way to subtly tell you to pick a different dorm to stay in, that he doesn't want you here, but rather as genuinely curious and with a barely noticeable undertone that way maybe. . .threatening?
"It's not that nobody else does. . .it's hard to explain. You not only treat me with respect, but by doing so, you encourage others around you to do the same. Last time I stayed here, you always seemed to be there to step in if anyone crossed any boundaries or said anything that made me uncomfortable. When I returned to your room looking even slightly uncomfortable, you'd notice and take me seriously when I had a concern instead of brushing it off."
Noticing you had just rambled off praise, you quickly add "And you're a dorm leader, so staying in your room would surely deter anyone from trying anything! Cause you're big and scary. . .haha."
Leona is eerily silent for a while before he huffs and lets a grin creep onto his face. "I didn't know you thought so highly of me, Herbivore."
You roll your eyes and lightly punch his arm, grateful for how he lightened the mood.
"Well, I could easily give the same praise to plenty of other people, some of whom are even dorm leaders." you scoff playfully. "I genuinely don't know why it's just you that makes me so comfortable."
"Maybe ya have a thing for me." the lion jokes.
Normally, you'd be put off by such a comment, but coming from Leona, you can tell it has nothing nasty or creepy behind it.
"As if!" You try your best to sound firm and to match his sarcasm, but a light blush creeps to your face.
Leona originally wasn't going to push the matter, but seeing your positive reaction, he continues, "Oh? I seem to recall you mentioning that I was your first choice though."
"You know I didn't mean it like that!" you hiss, irritated by the smirk on his face.
You move to get up, but before you do, Leona lightly stops you. "What are you-"
He cuts you off by resting his chin on your shoulder from behind and lifting his phone into the air. You catch on to what he's doing, and decide to just go along with it. . .but not without getting him back for a bit of his earlier teasing.
You lift one hand to cradle his cheek that isn't pressed against your neck and give your best smile. If Leona is phased by the action, he doesn't show it as he quickly clicks the picture and posts it on his virtually dead magicam account, making sure to tag the other dorm leaders in the post.
"You're a jerk" you sigh, watching him hit post.
You leave the room a bit later to take a shower in the bathroom attached to his room, and only then does he allow the faintest of blushes to creep onto his face.
Partially because of you holding his face, partially because of your praise, but mostly because of something you said much earlier.
He was your first thought. He was your first choice.
Leona was never first.
You had 7 dorms to choose from and you chose his arguably unappealing one where it was always humid and full of sweaty guys roughhousing.
It wasn't that you thought of the dorm first, you thought of him. He was your first choice. He is your first choice.
꒰ request ﹕ “ May I request Riddle Rosehearts, Leona Kingscholar, Kalim Al-Asim, Rook Hunt, and Silver Vanrouge with a GN! Alicorn (similar to Candance from MLP?)! Reader who owns 4 BIG flemish rabbits and is always seen with them and the reader always takes their bunnies with them whenever they can? ” ꒱
content : gn reader ,, fluff ,, headcanons ,, reader is an alicorn ,, characters may be ooc ,, this is like my first time writing an alicorn persona yuu idk ☹️ .
ARLA YAP : actually guys fun fact! if you read my intro you would know i have a rabbit, Hershey, and right now she’s actually pregnant🥹 they should be born at the end of this month!
DISCLAIMER : smile and laugh guys.. i don’t like this very much, it was fun very. but i don’t think it’s good 😭
🌹 » 𝓡𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 ,
—> he straight up loves animals, with the way he was with the hedgehogs? yeah definitely.
—> you being an alicorn type hybrid he’s stunned and does infact compliment you, he isn’t afraid to either.
—> if you are ever forbidden to go somewhere with them he gives the person a stern talking too— to no avail unfortunately, don’t worry he misses it if you do too, staying with you and listening as you speak of the rabbits.
—> he definitely tells his mother in a letter all about you, minus the rabbits as he knows what his mother will say about it, but minus that he gives all the details.
—> i think when he sees how passionate you are about your rabbits he falls in love, seeing how committed you are to them even if it involves abit of rule breaking.
—> he will admire you from afar while he is zoned out, then when Trey nudges him slightly he goes all red.
🦁 » 𝓛𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐫 ,
—> i don’t think he’s big on animals to be honest, in a way where he WOULDNT own one, why you may ask? simple he finds it to much work.
—> however when he first saw you well obviously he was completely stunned by you being an alicorn, he would never say it but he might think your like.. the most gorgeous looking person ever— sure he’s a housewarden of a dorm full of beastmen but they aren’t as interesting as you are.
—> when he sees you with four chunky huge rabbits that’s his final straw from him watching afar, he finds it amusing how you are always around them.
—> adding onto them always being with him it helps him locate you much easier along with your very discreet features (the perks of you being an alicorn)
—> it literally doesn’t matter if they aren’t allowed to be where you are because somehow they are still around you; he is also extremely surprised with how obedient they are, and he’s also thinking about how well fed they are.
—> he teases you about them saying how he can’t tell the difference and messes their names up on purpose just to see you get so serious about the whole thing.
☀️ » 𝓚𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐦 ,
—> he finds it adorable!! not only you being an alicorn but also with your rabbits, when he first saw you his eyes may of lit up the most jamil has ever seen in his whole life with kalim.
—> he always asks you questions about them as he is interested, right after he always runs to tell jamil all about it even repeating most stuff you have told him.
—> not to mention how he quite literally buys stuff for them, spoiling the rabbits, the rabbits whose names he learned quickly might i add. that definitely has something to do with him having a lot of siblings.
—> he can easily tell them apart, he knows all four of by heart, and if anyone gives you a funny look while walking past he will give an introduction to that person of the four rabbits even while they are walking away.
—> if you ever aren’t welcome anywhere with them , unfortunately for jamil, he will offer to look after them with you even if you say it’s fine, there’s no point because he will be joining you!
🏹 » 𝓡𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭 ,
—> the rabbits most likely have something to do with how he met you in the first place, you were chasing one while the 3 others ones hopped after you and him being an ex savanaclaw student had witnessed all of it while you were completely oblivious.
—> i believe he knows all about animals so he can immediately detect what type they are— their size gave it away to him immediately, so don’t be to surprised when he comes up behind you and says ‘flesh rabbits! such an interesting species, the world's largest domestic rabbit breed in that fact!’
—> he’s also like the rest completely stunned with you being an alicorn, though he doesn’t hide it, the shock on his face is extremely visible and he’s hella dramatic about it too.
—> whenever he sees you he immediately feeds you with compliments with absolutely no shame about it, the compliments almost seem fake but you eventually learn that’s just how he is.
💤 » 𝓢𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐞 ,
—> he finds it interesting, more then anyone else, suddenly he’s more awake then ever when you are around him or even mentioned.
—> he has an extreme liking to animals and bonds with them extremely well so when the four rabbits run up to him as you chased behind he isn’t surprised you on the other hand? your extremely surprised to see your rabbits instantly warming up to someone.
—> he loves watching you with your rabbits, he loves how you handle situations involve them; if they do something slightly more evil then usual he watches intently as you attempt to scold them but end up babying the little villian.
—> he actually smirks when you are refused to go somewhere, no not because he finds it funny he actually looks up to your determination about it and how set you are about them coming in, don’t worry if you end up being left behind he will always stay behind, Lilia will understanddd..
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lazy mornings, dew sticking to the windows from the night's rain, sun peeking between sheer curtains. leona's arm weighs on your waist, his clawed hand snuck under your shirt as he noses into your neck mindlessly, still fully asleep. although now awoken by the sunlight, your eyes stay shut, your heartbeat stable and calm. he pressed closer to you, tail tightening around your thigh to pull you closer. smiling quietly, your hand reached back to toy with the thick tufts of his brown hair.
it was saturday. there was no where to go, nothing to do, no one to see, nothing to say. just the two of you, hearts content in the warmth of each others skin.
there was a smell of sleep, maybe just his lingering cologne, maybe the warm milk you drank before bed, swaying you to return to sleep. his warm breath fanned over your skin, drawing a wave of goosebumps and a shiver out of you. leona shifted behind you, his tail flicking against your thigh as he leaned into the crown of you skull. you leaned back into him, lips twitching into a smile as he huffs, blowing the strands of your hair from his face.
it was early, it wouldn't matter if you stayed, but you couldn't even fathom leaving. his arm grounded you like an anchor, his gruff puffing and soft sighing a reminder that life never was meant to constantly be filled to the brim. a quiet morning, without words, without actions, simply the company of one another. a moment of stillness that let you linger in every detail of a slow second.
pulling the comforter closer, you turned over, now face your beloved lion. leona looked like a helpless kitten, peaceful, trusting, not even a reaction as you thoughtlessly poked the round flesh of his cheek. your giggles sounded like the breathy melody of a wooden flute, leona's ears twitching at the alluring song. his brows twitched, aroused to peek at what caused you laughter, but reluctant to wake from his slumber. you smiled, what was new about this lazy lions favor for sleep? pressing a soft kiss to his forehead, his brows relaxing, your arms wrap around him.
his warmth, the gentle thump of his heart beneath your ear---where else could you want to be?
Summary: Ever since Leona brought you home to visit, you’ve been spending way too much time with his sister-in-law. He’s starting to feel a bit neglected...
Pairing: Leona Kingscholar X Fem!Reader
Genre: Fluffy Drabble
Word Count: 423
Warning: N/A
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“All I’m saying is your sister-in-law is a delight and I love her.”
Leona scoffed, hugging the pillow he was napping on tighter to his chest. “She’s alright, I guess.”
“She’s a sweetheart.” You corrected him before emerging from his closet, where you had been changing clothes.
He perked up upon seeing what you were wearing. Earlier you had gone shopping with his sister-in-law and she got you some clothes that you could only find in the Sunset Savanna. Your outfit was full of intricate patterns and bright colors. You even had a matching ribbon in your hair. You looked absolutely amazing.
Not that he would tell you that.
Leona rolled his eyes. “You’re just saying that because she took you shopping.”
“So what if I am?” You shrugged. Picking up your new necklace made out of polished turquoise, aquamarine, and jasper, you tried to put it on yourself. “She’s also funny and kind and easy to talk to. Kind of like you, I guess.”
The lazy prince watched you struggle for a moment before sighing. Standing up slowly, he made his way over to you and took the necklace from your fumbling fingers. Leaning in, he whispered, “Here. Let me.”
He felt you shiver as his fingers brushed against the back of your neck. He smirked, which made you let out a huff. After securing the necklace, his hands fell to your shoulders and his nose buried itself in your hair. He frowned.
“Your scent is different.”
You chuckled. “Yeah, I got a new perfume while I was out.”
“It smells nice, I guess.”
“Thank you. I’m glad you like it.”
He hummed, his arms now draped over your shoulders and his head resting lazily on the back of your neck. If you didn’t know any better, you’d say he was trying to sleep standing up. The thought made you chuckle, which made him hum in response.
“If you’re so tired, we could at least nap in bed, you know.” You commented. “Or, you can, that is. Your sister-in-law invited me to dinner. You’re welcome to join us.”
“I’d rather you join me in bed.” He muttered. “You’re spending too much time with my family.”
“I wouldn’t be if we did more than just sleep in your room all day.”
He growled. “Fine. Nap with me now and I’ll give you a tour of the grounds tomorrow.”
You hummed. “I think that sounds like a great idea. But you have to take my necklace off. I’m not sleeping with it on.”
ılıılı celebrating the birth of leona kingscholar
request by: me because it's my glorious king leona's birthday
“you better not throw me a party.” leona says this the day before his birthday, giving you that signature lazy glare from under his bangs. of course, you already planned a very low-effort "non-party" - snacks, a blanket pile, and a playlist of ambient savanna sounds. he shows up grumbling but stays the whole night, curled next to you with his tail twitching contentedly.
you wake him up with a birthday kiss… which he grumbles about until you threaten to withhold your morning affection. he squints at you like how dare you but eventually pulls you back into bed with a mumbled, “tch… do it again.”
his idea of a perfect birthday? doing nothing. literally nothing. laying on your lap, you feeding him snacks. maybe a nap mid-snuggle. “celebrating my birth shouldn't require me to stand up,” he mutters as he drapes himself across your legs like a lion-sized housecat.
you got him a mug that says “#1 grumpy prince.” he clicks his tongue and calls it stupid. but now it's mysteriously his most used mug and the only one he’ll drink chamomile out of. if anyone else tries to touch it, he snarls like a beast (cause he is one).
he pretends to hate surprises, but secretly adores your efforts. you stitched a little plush of a sleepy lion with his braid and earrings for him. leona stared at it for a solid 5 minutes, mumbled “you’ve got too much time on your hands…”, then tucked it under his pillow like it wasn’t a big deal.
his dormmates tried to crash your alone time. ruggie brought cake, jack offered his awkward best wishes - and leona kicked them out within ten minutes. “i said i wanted peace. this one’s enough of a celebration.” (he meant you. you’re the celebration.)
you made him wear a birthday crown. he whined like a child. refused for a whole hour. eventually you bribed him with kisses - and now there’s photographic evidence of leona kingscholar, second prince of the sunset savannah, sulking with glitter on his head.
leona won’t say it, but birthdays make him a little moody. he’s used to being overlooked, second to falena - even on the day he was born. but when you hug him tightly and say “happy birthday, my king,” there’s this brief flicker of something in his eyes. something soft. something raw. and he holds you a little closer that night.
he says he hates cake… yet somehow half of it is mysteriously gone by the time you come back from the kitchen. crumbs on his mouth. “ruggie probably ate it.” sure dude.
you curl up beside him, tracing lazy circles on his chest, whispering that you’re glad he was born. he scoffs, calls you sappy - but his hand finds yours under the blankets. and just before sleep takes him, you hear: “yeah… guess i’m glad too, herbivore.”
summary: having your period is already stressful enough and being in a magical all-boys school doesn't make it any better; luckily, your boyfriend is here to help
pairings: leona :: jade :: jamil x gn!reader
warnings: period comfort; mentions of periods and different symptoms (but gn pronouns), mentions of reader having hair in jade's part
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𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐑
It was decidedly too early for this.
You rubbed the sleep from your eyes as you walked through the hallways, head down to keep from making eye contact with the beastmen staring at you as you passed them. After tossing and turning all night, kept from finding sleep by painful cramps, being ogled at by students at an all boys school that could smell the blood on you was the last thing you needed.
And it wasn’t like you hadn’t tried to avoid this. When you had realised the predicament you would inevitably find yourself in, you had downright begged Crowley to let you stay at Ramshackle. After all, a certain Ignihyde dorm leader also never attended class in person. But, really, you should have known better. As if the headmage would let his number one therapist stay home for a few days each month or as he put it, he 'couldn’t rob a precious student like yourself of the opportunity to learn'.
At least Sam was an actual help and had magically procured just the stuff you needed.
So, with heavy eyes and burning cheeks you speed walked towards your first class of the day, dodging students at the last second on more than one occasion until you eventually ran straight into a sturdy chest. Looking up briefly to apologise, you blinked at the familiar emerald eyes sizing you up.
“Leona! What are you doing here?” Most people’s first reaction to seeing their boyfriend would probably not be bewilderment, but running into your boyfriend inside the school during class hours was as likely as Ace making it through a week without being collared by his housewarden.
“That’s funny, ‘cause I was about to ask you the same thing,” the lion drawled, ears flicking to help convey the incredulousness painted on his face. “So, what do you think you’re doing?”
As imposing as he was with his athletic build and the unimpressed expression, causing the students around you to serve around the two of you, you weren’t affected at all, used to his grumpy exterior.
“Uhm, going to class?” You deadpanned, putting your hand on your hip to mirror his stance. “Unlike someone else I know.”
“Yeah, you’re not doing that,” Leona stated matter of factly.
“Excuse you?” When he tried pulling you along by your arm, away from the direction of your classroom, you dug your heels into the ground. “I hate to sound like a broken record but what are you doing, Leona?”
“Making you get some rest, obviously.” You couldn’t see it from where you stood but you could practically hear the way he rolled his eyes.
“Listen I can’t just skip class, I talked to the headmage–”
“Crowley can solve his own problems for a day,” his voice rumbled low in his throat, almost sounding like a growl, “you know, like an actual adult. And don’t try to play dumb with me herbivore, it’s not a good look on you. I know you sleep like shit when you get your period and I also know that the people around you don’t take your health into account when they get up to some stupid idea.”
“Yeah but-”
You saw the annoyed flick of his tail before he turned around and braced his hands on your shoulders without ever applying any pressure. By now the last bell had rang and the corridor was deserted, leaving you to be the only people standing in the early morning light.
“Don’t give me this self-sacrificial nonsense,” Leona said, words harsh but you knew him well enough to read the protective feeling behind them. “We both know you need to rest. What good would it really do you to go to class in this state?”
As if to agree with him, a nasty cramp pulled at your lower stomach and the ill suppressed grimace on your face must have been all too apparent to your boyfriend. Giving your arm another light tug, Leona coaxed you towards the Hall of Mirrors again with a tempting ‘C’mon’ and this time you let him pull you along willingly, even handing him your backpack when he reached out for it.
Sometimes, it was hard to forget the kind of culture Leona grew up in, one where women held a high position of power in general, so really you shouldn’t be surprised by how… normal he was about all of this. Part of that was probably also because it was a very gentlemanly excuse to skip class in favour of a nap, if you were honest.
“If you’re that worried about missing class, Jack can give you his notes.” His offhand comment made you snort. Of course, he would offer someone else’s service to you before anything else.
“Or my third-year boyfriend could tutor me,” you teased, a playful lilt swinging in your voice.
“Oh, I don’t know about that,” the lion shrugged. “Weren’t you just on my case about my attendance record?”
“Because the first-year curriculum is just too hard for someone who can turn an entire stadium into dust,” you jabbed.
“You’re yapping a lot for someone who’s this tired,” Leona grumbled, a large palm pushing your head down, careful not to hurt you. With a giggle you decided to drop the topic.
Crossing the Hall of Mirrors and stepping through the Savanclaw portal, you were greeted by the warm breeze of dry air typical for the dorm’s daytime. After the trek through the savanna past the spring in the common room and across the wooden bridges, you reached Leona’s room and you could already feel the tension seep from your body as you stepped into its comfortable familiarity.
When you unbuttoned your uniform’s blazer, you caught a glimpse of your stomach through your shirt, slightly extended further than usual due to the bloating. And rationally you knew it was a normal bodily reaction to your period but paired with the new bumps on your face and general exhaustion, logic wasn’t quite enough to calm your mind.
The clothes being plopped down on your head, however, certainly did rip you from your thoughts. Lifting the ends of the black material covering your eyes you threw your boyfriend a questioning glare.
“I can tell you’re thinking something stupid,” Leona offered as an explanation. “Just get changed and come to bed.”
Huffing under your breath, you stepped into his ensuite bathroom to do as he said, pulling on your boyfriend’s shirt and sweatpants. While you didn’t feel like agreeing with him quite yet, you had to admit, royal loungewear was a league of its own in comfort. And probably in price.
When you emerged, Leona had just tossed his phone on the nightstand before devoting all his attention to you. The ears on his head flicked as his gaze wandered from your head to toe and back up, a grin tugging at his lips and an appreciative glint in his green eyes.
Then, the second you came within reach, he’d already wrapped you in his strong arms and pulled you into bed with him, not without a surprised squeal from you. You could feel his deep chuckle as much as you heard it with your head resting on his chest and resigned yourself to merely sighing fondly.
With two firm hands stroking up and down the length of your back purposefully, their warmth spreading through your body, and his chest rising rhythmically underneath you, you finally allowed yourself to relax as you traced random patterns onto his biceps and pectorals and followed the movement with heavy-lidded eyes.
“You weren’t seriously looking down on yourself earlier, were you?” Leona mumbled, a serious care in his words he didn’t offer many people.
“Well, you can’t really help it when your body goes through this many changes, can you?” you drowsily replied, your eyes already falling closed with no conscious work of your own. “Besides, periods are not the time you feel generally great about yourself.”
“No matter how you might see yourself, I don’t want you to doubt for even a second that I like you the way you are.” At his heartfelt confession, you peeked one eye open to study his expression.
“You can be quite the romantic if you want to huh?” You meekly chuckled, not able to help yourself.
“Go to sleep, herbivore, you’re talking crazy.” Even as he put one of his hands on the back of your head to keep you cradled against him, you didn’t miss how his ears flicked or the fondness with which he looked down on you.
“Alright, alright. I appreciate it though, really.” With a big yawn you shifted to get comfortable, your cramps far from your mind as you sunk into your boyfriend’s natural warmth. “Love you.”
By the time you’d wake up, Ruggie would have dropped off lunch along with some other essential items. But for now, Leona was content to watch as your breath evened out and your chest rose and fell in the rhythm of his own, careful not to disturb you when he draped a soft blanket over you. With the rising sun peeking through the arches of his room, he truthfully answered you in a whisper.
“Love you, too.”
𝐉𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐂𝐇
Once Jade had taken an interest in you, he would seemingly appear out of thin air in your general vicinity a lot more often than it was usual to run into a fellow student. On your way to the school store, in line at the cafeteria or when you were carrying supplies for Professor Crewel, the moray would coincidentally round a corner to lend a hand.
So it really shouldn’t have come as a surprise that, as his courting became more serious and you had become aware of what was going on, even reciprocating the sentiment, you found the sophomore waiting for you before your classes started. Your time table was well-memorised so he could greet you with a serene smile each day and walk you to your first class of the morning.
Now, as a moray eel with naturally sharp senses, it was somewhat inevitable he’d pick up on the scent of blood once your period rolled around. In contrast to beastmen who were mostly mammals in their anatomy, however, the Octatrio did not grow up on land and periods weren’t exactly a thing for merfolk. Moreover, seeing as they had only been on land for roughly two years and were attending an all-boys school, it was not a phenomenon they were likely to run into.
So, having his dear pearl approach one morning, the smell of iron heavy in the air, paired with their already soured mood and his lack of knowledge on the societal stigma around the topic, misunderstandings were bound to happen.
“I really don’t think it wise to attend class in your state,” the moray had stated after greeting you, an eyebrow raised at your stubbornness to continue with your day even at what, in his mind, must have been a grave injury.
“I’m fine, Jade, I just want to get this day over with,” you had groaned, trying to push past the tall student and drop the topic, embarrassed enough that a sizable chunk of the student body would be aware of your predicament in the first place.
But who would he be to let a person he actually cared about go on their way with a bleeding wound?
“Prefect, I must insist you seek medical aid immediately.” You remembered the uncharacteristically genuine furrow of his brows as he had blocked your path. “Please, go to the school nurse or at least let me tend to your needs. I’m certain I could be of help if you share your problem with me.”
“If you want to hear me say it so desperately,” you had huffed, “I’m on my period. Happy now?”
“Your period?” Jade had echoed with wide eyes, unknowingly speeding up the burning of your shortened fuse with his lack of knowledge. “Yes, I’m aware we are to attend class but I fail to see–”
“Very funny,” you had deadpanned, pushing past him with a cold shoulder and leaving the moray to his own confusion. “Now if you excuse me, I have better things to do than stand here and humour your feigned ignorance today.”
Yes it wasn’t your proudest moment, you’d admit that. And when Jade approached you later that day with a genuine apology, explaining how he had researched the topic and was deeply ashamed of his uninformed remarks, you felt like the worst person on the planet and apologised more than he had. So in the end, you came to an apology truce, where you noted he shouldn’t have prodded further when you didn’t want to talk about it and you shouldn’t have exploded on him like you did.
Since the incident, however, Jade had been a dream to have around. Not to fall short again, he had done a fair amount of research, both on the biological aspect of what was happening to your body but also on the lived experience and its numerous complications. Then, doing what he did best, he observed your reactions, moods and symptoms to better cater to you specifically.
Every month he put both his cooking and alchemy skills to good use, whipping up whatever meal you desired and brewing a painkilling potion with just the right dosage for your current situation. Being Jade Leech, he could also assert his presence in any given situation with as little as a simple glare if you did not want to be bothered.
Your favourite part of the comfortable rhythm you two had fallen in, however, were the evenings where Grim was otherwise engaged and you had Ramshackle to yourselves. On those nights, soft music and fond laughter would mix with hushed whispers spilling from under your bathroom door.
A few months prior, Azul and Jade had sat down for a ‘pleasant chat’ with the Headmaster concerning the state of Ramshackle dorm and soon thereafter, funding had been provided to remodel vital parts of the dorm. No more caved-in roofs or stairs giving away under people’s shoes. Together with the money from the VDC, the old house had finally started feeling like an actual home; one you felt welcome and comfortable in.
It also meant you finally trusted your new bathtub enough to sit in it and actually also relax without any anxieties of whatever you could possibly contract from the exposure.
With his natural fondness of water, it hadn’t taken long for Jade to propose the idea of shared baths and you hadn’t regretted your decision to agree since. It wasn’t like he gave you any reason to either; it was the opposite, really. It didn’t take the moray long at all to figure out the perfect temperature or what fragrance you preferred, if any.
He also never made you feel inadequate or like you had to be ashamed of yourself, even when your body went through change throughout your cycle. Your skin tingled from his featherlight touches where his fingers traced your curves, never hiding the fact that he appreciated what he saw but always pairing it with a reverence that made you feel loved and desired, rather than ogled at. So when you sank into the water after him, cosying into his space to lean back against his chest, it was like sinking into a warm, secure embrace.
The water helped soothe your aches and washed away the tension which had built over the day and the easily flowing conversation with Jade let you focus on anything other than the thoughts in your mind, listening to his rich voice rather than the doubts trying to crawl to the surface.
When his hands massaged the shampoo into your hair, you always teetered on the edge of falling asleep right then and there. The atmosphere paired with his skilled fingers applying just the right amount of pressure as his nails gently scraped over your scalp banished any headaches you could have had and had you practically melting against him, a sight that tugged on his heartstrings more than it should have. But to see you put so much trust in him, someone who wasn’t exactly known for his benevolence, it stirred something fond in his heart and it made him want to work harder so you would keep showing him this blissful expression.
After scrubbing your bodies down, paying special attention to any sore spots, he helped you out of the tub, never failing to comment on how wrinkly your hands had gotten in comparison to his, which didn’t seem to be affected by the water exposure at all. Wrapping you up in a fluffy black towel he claimed was from Octavinelle -though you were fairly certain you’d only ever seen pale lilac ones there- he padded you dry and helped you into your clothes, mindful of the routines and products you had shown him previously.
Needless to say, you felt like a new person each time without fail as you lay snuggled up with your boyfriend in bed later on, listening to his breathing and the steady beating of his heart.
“Thank you so much for always doing this much for me, Jade,” you said, earnest gratitude and unspoken adoration lining your voice. “I’m really lucky to be with you, huh?”
“On the contrary, I am the one luck seems to favour seeing how you chose to be with me,” he chuckled and you didn’t miss how his strong arms pulled you closer against him even if it wasn’t physically possible. He’d be damned if he didn’t try. “And you needn’t feel conflicted about receiving my affection. Just know I enjoy doing these things for you and with you, pearl.”
“I stand by my earlier statement,” you smiled, making him laugh along with you. Looking into his heterochromic eyes, you traced the contours of his face with the same delicacy he showed you earlier. “Is it selfish to say that I feel happy about having this side of you all to myself?”
“Not at all. It is reserved for you only, dearest.” His gaze was heavy on yours as he loosely curled his fingers around your wrist and pressed a searing kiss against your palm. “After all, I do not intend to share this side of you with anyone else either.”
𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋 𝐕𝐈𝐏𝐄𝐑
There have certainly been times where Jamil lamented having to basically babysit his dorm leader. Well, pretty much all the time. But being unable to stay by your side while you were hurting was generally one of the most annoying parts of his duties to him, especially with the daily workload of being a student on top of it all.
Jamil being Jamil, however, he soon worked out a schedule consistent enough to let him visit you somewhat frequently.
You were lying on one of Ramshackle’s rickety couches, nursing your lower stomach with a -at this point already lukewarm- water bottle, when a familiar knocking pattern brought a smile to your face.
“Come in! It’s open,” you shouted across the hall, adding your sarcastic comment under your breath in order not to worry your boyfriend more than he already was. “Not like the lock’s ever doing its job in this place.”
“Hm? Did you say something?” Jamil made his way straight over to where you were sitting, his footsteps quieting down as he reached the carpeted floor.
“No,” you shook your head, smiling up at him as he leant over the back of the couch. Ignoring his raised eyebrow, you reached up, so you could cradle his cheek as you sat up to meet him for a sweet kiss. “I missed you.”
“I missed you, too.” Seemingly appeased, your boyfriend mirrored your fond expression, tracing your face with his grey gaze while his hands moved to your shoulders, deft fingers working out any tension you might be having. “How are you feeling?”
“A lot better now that you’re here,” you laughed, though it wasn’t merely a sappy joke, as indicated by Jamil’s scoff behind you. “I mean it though. I’ve been feeling a lot better since I’ve been receiving your royal treatment.”
“It’s nothing that fancy,” Jamil assured, his eyes softening at the way you melted into his touch. “I’m just trying to take care of you.”
“I know you don’t think much of it but I really appreciate you taking time out of your busy schedule to look after me when I’m not even facing anything out of the ordinary,” you sighed, rehashing points you had raised in vain before.
“Oh hush,” your boyfriend playfully shushed you the way he had also done many times already when the topic came up. “Compared to what I usually deal with, this is like taking a vacation, especially since I get to spend time with you. Now speaking of my normal chores, I brought some leftover food.”
“Have I told you that I love you?” You swooned, causing both of you to laugh as Jamil headed over to your kitchen, one he was already familiar with. Not only because he often came over for some much needed peace and quiet but because Kalim was literally the reason you had it in the first place. A relationship-warming-gift of sorts for a relationship that wasn’t even his.
Besides, ever since courting and dating you, Jamil’s measuring skills when it came to meal prep seemed to have worsened because -coincidentally- he’d ended up with too much food and subsequent leftovers so often, you wondered why you even stocked your own fridge anymore.
What you had also noticed though was that, whenever you were on your period -something he seemed to track himself-, the food he brought over was a lot less spicy than usual and rather light. Something someone prone to a sensitive stomach, nausea, reduced appetite or a disturbed metabolism could still comfortably eat.
The phenomenon of suddenly appearing sticky notes had also made itself known, labelling new containers in your fridge, medication on the counter or your coffee machine with reminders like ‘Remember caffeine makes your cramps worse’ written on it in neat handwriting.
One or the other bar of dark chocolate and some of your favourite snacks had mysteriously found their way into your bags or onto a bowl in your kitchen as well though, making you smile at Jamil’s thoughtfulness when you caught a peek of them.
During the day, whenever his schedule allowed it, he’d also drop by to check in on you between classes or during lunch, something Kalim wholeheartedly supported. Normally, Jamil refused all of Kalim’s offers to take a break from his duty but when you were feeling under the weather, he took the white-haired student up on it when no imminent disaster was on the horizon waiting to happen.
When your plate was empty and made its trip to the sink, Jamil refilled your hot water bottle but unlike you earlier, he waved his magic pen over it, which you had realised significantly expanded the time in which the water actually stayed hot.
“Thank you,” you said for possibly the millionth time as you took the bottle from him, then gave him a mischievous grin. “You know what would make me feel soo much better though?”
At the tilt of his head, you scooted over to make space between you and the back of the couch. Getting the hint, Jamil settled in behind you and you got comfy again with your back to his chest. This too had become somewhat of a ritual of yours, one that wasn’t limited to while you were suffering from cramps.
After all the chore-y part of the late afternoon was taken care of, you liked to spend the evening snuggled up on your couch with the TV playing some show you liked to watch together, read: a show which you started and dragged Jamil into. Well, every now and then your boyfriend also made sure you didn’t fall behind on your studies, though he was more lenient when you were on your period.
“This is nice,” you mumbled, your eyelids heavy now that you had eaten and were surrounded by warmth and your loving boyfriend, whose hands stroked along your sides in a soothing, continuous motion, his chest vibrating underneath you with his affirming hum.
“I could stay like that forever,” he agreed.
“Well I certainly wouldn’t mind.”
“I’m sure you wouldn’t.” The smile in his voice was auditory even if you couldn’t see his gorgeous face. You could, however, feel his soft lips on the crown of your head and his breath fanning over it and you reached to intertwine one of your hands with his before a yawn you couldn’t suppress any longer filled the air. “You should get some rest, I’m sure you’re tired.”
“But I wanna stay with you longer,” you protested, sleep clouding your tone.
“Don’t worry, I will be here when you wake up,” Jamil promised. And with that you drifted off, the warmth from around you settling cosily around your heart. A heart that wasn’t really yours alone anymore.
-> what would these twst boys do to show their love for you?
feat. malleus, azul, leona
MALLEUS
Okay, the real question is: what is Malleus NOT doing to gain your love? This dude will literally try anything and everything he can to show you he loves you.
Well, maybe he's not going to directly say "I love you and I want to be with you forever" just yet. He doesn't want to scare you away. So he's going to go for a lighter attack.
He'll invite you to his parties, to his homeland, invite you to go on walks/ruin exploring, and send you thoughtful letters (as he already does for Yuu in the game lmao)
He's also going to show up in places you wouldn't expect him to be, which tended to be wherever you were lol. While he'll look for more ways to spend more time with you, he also wants to help you with whatever task you have at hand.
As for words, he'd probably often compliment you and mention how much he admires you. And if you had low self-esteem? He would do so all the more. He'd be shocked if you had low self-esteem. He just couldn't understand it and he wouldn't stop until he got you to believe him. All his words would be genuine and true, he wouldn't flatter you falsely. He isn't the type. He simply would want you to see yourself the way he sees you- so beautiful and so worthy of love.
He will try to make his affections known as much as he can. He wants everyone to know that his eyes are set on you, so he's not going to want to be discreet about it.
AZUL
Another massive simp right here! If Azul ever fell for you, he'd fall hard. I honestly think Azul would be second to Malleus on the simp scale LMAO.
However, unlike Malleus, he'd try to be more discreet about it and would try to put on a cool front despite the great ardor he's feeling for you inside.
Azul would use his acquired knowledge of you to his advantage, figuring out all of your likes, dislikes, preferences, and would make sure to act accordingly to them. (nevertheless, he'll still try to learn even more about you and your subtleties face to face. It was more pleasant that way)
The Mostro lounge suddenly came up with a specialty dish based on your favorite food? That's great! That means you can come on over there more often.
Are you having difficulty studying for a certain subject? You're in luck! Turns out that he's got some helpful study notes laying around and he's willing to give them to you. He'll even offer to help you study, saying that it's just a show of gratitude for being a loyal customer at the Mostro Lounge.
And your favorite color? Well that so happens to be the color of the napkins/tablecloths at the Lounge during the month of your birthday.
He's gonna try to act slick but it would be plain to see that he's in love with you. It would be especially obvious to Jade and Floyd as they see how Azul treats you differently. He's doing all these favors and little things for you without any practical benefit. Why?
If confronted about it by Jade or Floyd, he'll say that he simply felt like doing it "out of the goodness of his heart", or that the tablecloths needed changing anyway, or some other excuse. He'll honestly act like such a tsundere.
But if YOU confront him about it- now that's a different case. As always, he'll try to act all cool and suave, but if you thank him with the warmest smile on your face or even hug him, he'll melt and get all red.
On the other hand, if you tell him that you're suspicious of him, he'll be a little hurt that you think that he has some bad ulterior motive behind his actions (though, in his head he will admit that he couldn't blame you)
All he wants is to see you face all aglow when you see what he's doing for you. Pay him back with your happiness and that'd be enough for him (for now)
LEONA
He'll hang around you very often. He would think that his prsence is enough to get you to fall for him LOL 💀
Nah but in all seriousness, if Leona loved you, he'd show it through his patience and tolerance for you. We know this guy doesn't like being bothered or going through any trouble, but he'd make an exception even if you were the "troublesome thing"
He'll allow you to bother him to an extent far greater than he'd allow others.
He'll listen to you yap away about your day, any complaints that you have, anything you're interested in, he'll listen to it all while closing his eyes. You might think he's sleeping, but I can assure you he's not. He's taking in all of your words and storing them in his head. He's learning more about you this way while he can sit back and relax (quite literally). He also enjoys simply hearing your voice. It relaxes him. It's when you stop talking that he'll finally open his eyes and see what's gotten you distracted.
He will also tolerate your tomfoolery. Heck, if it interests him enough and it isn't too much of a bother, he'll join you. He will aid you in your plans to disturb the peace and you two would be absolute menaces to the other students of NRC hehe #partnersincrime
He'll let you run your fingers through his mane and let your touch his ears as much as you want. While you're enjoying the softness and fluffiness of it, he'll also be relaxed by it as well. But be gentle with his ears, they're sensitive! If you rub or scratch a certain spot, you just might hear a soft purr from him. He'll deny that you ever heard such a thing though, teehee 🤭
a/n: I decided to switch things up a bit instead of writing the usual "how to gain their affection" stuff! Most of the hcs here parallel the hcs on there tbh lol. Thought they'd be cute tho
