my brain can’t help but think of reader who purposely hides the fact that they are a triple liner x lévis who doesn’t know that reader is a triple liner
• You were born as a double liner naturally and you personally never really cared for magic or classes or nobility.
• Everything was fine when you were younger, you weren’t really expected to do all that much except sit still and look pretty.
• It was late at night when a assassin entered your home and tried to murder your family. somehow they went past the guards and entered your hime. Around this time you’ve been training your personal magic even though it’s something that didn’t interest you you may as well learn to control it as you knew it would be useful in the future.
• Well, let’s just say you killed them by accident. You didn’t mean to kill them it’s just the thought of your life being threatened awoken something in you. it awoken your third line.
• The problem is that you’re pretty young too probably around 10 something last time you remembered and you knew that this would be a problem that this would interrupt your peaceful carefree life
• So you hid your third line. One of the servants sadly witnessed the accident so you forced the servant to lie to your parents saying that one of the guards dealt with the intruders.
• Luckily, your parents believed the servant, and you were able to continue your carefree life
• They never did find the corpse’s of those supposed intruders, but who really care?
• Everything was fine until you had to go to walkis. The classes were already rigorous and you barely had time to enjoy the things that you used to do
• You also had a little to no friends since your family wasn’t in a high position of power. I mean yeah you were a part of a Noble family but your family didn’t have that much ties to the burden of magic.
• Other than you not having any friends in school, life was pretty boring but it’s better than getting in whatever sort of drama that goes on in walkis
• Eerything is going nice and smoothly until you fucked up by accident. you see you were peacefully getting your lunch and about to walk to your table until you accidentally bumped into a student. your lunch completely fell on the other students clothes and you tried apologizing until you looked up and realized its fucking lévis
• Now you had two options option one stand there and deal with whatever sort of reprimand he’s about to give you or option to run for the hills.
• You without hesitation pick the second option and start to running away like your life depended on it (because your life actually did depend on it). you could hear him screaming for you to get back and deal with the mess that you made but you didn’t like the idea of becoming a corpse at such a young age.
• After running what felt like hours (probably just 10 minutes) you made it back to your room slamming the door and hiding under your covers. After that you officially avoided the lunchroom as much as you can.
• After two weeks you hope that he forgot about the entire ordeal and you can go back to your non-stressful peaceful life. you were finally were able to go back to the cafeteria in peace. you sat at your usual table, trying to eat until you feel a not so friendly presence behind you.
• You slowly turned around thinking ‘it can’t be lévis right?’ you finally fully looked behind you and there was lévis…
• He told you one simple sentence “Today at 6:30 meet me at the dueling grounds”. then he left to go back and sit with his group.
• You were trying to wrap your brain to think of ideas on how to get out of this situation but you realized that the most easiest solution was to just go ahead and deal with this fight
• oh well it looks like you’re peaceful life just jumped out a 10 story window.
(if I ever do make a part 2 it would be most likely after the fight because I cannot write fight scenes)
Hello how's your day!! I wanna request fluff for the Walkis (the six critters) if that's okay... Thank you very much!!!!
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🍀 Lay Down in Their Lap [2]
CHARACTER ❥ Lévis Rosequartz 🧲 / Charles Contini 📞 / Galuf Gargaron 👅 / Kenny Clark 🧊 / Malcolm Curtis 🪲 / Lovie Rosequartz ⚡
W A R N I N G ⚠️ R-15 for suggestive themes on some / BIG SPOILER for anime watchers!!!! / might be too OOC for you.
L É V I S R O S E Q U A R T Z 🧲
Scarlet red creeped from his neck up to his face. He stares at you with a bewildered look, unable to comprehend your 'ridiculous' request.
"H-huh?! Y-you want t-to... s-sleep... my l-lap... are you insane?! Stop acting like an idiot!" he shrieked as he scooted back to the edge of the bench.
He tried. He swears to the mightiest God or Goddess up there that he tried his absolute best to stay firm. He tried to kept a stern posture while you're looking at him like a kicked puppy.
After all, laying on people's lap in broad daylight on school ground is too lovey-dovey! too scandalous!
What would everyone think?! What would his FATHER think?!
But his resolution dwindling as rapidly as it could when you asked him again. This time fully utilizing those puppy-eyes to its maximum capacity.
"F-Fine! Just do whatever you want!" he snapped with an angry tone as he finally scooted closer and slumped his back against the bench, grabbing his abandoned book and flipping it to random page.
His mind is gearing at a rapid pace as he tried to calm his nerves, his damaged eyes now started to feel itchy. That's fine though, just act as if you didn't care and all would be fine, right?
The rumble in his mind shatters when he finally felt that soft pressure against thighs. He, embarrassingly, lets out a high-pitched low screech and he almost bang his nape to the bench.
"I-Idiot! Stop moving around so much!" he barked weakly as he squirmed in his seat, while you simply nuzzle onto his thighs. Uncaring of his outward misery.
He swears to God you'll make him die from heart attack one of these days…
He gulped, face scarlet red and teeth gritting as he stares down at your peaceful expression. His brain fixated onto your facial features, silently making it his new fixation.
His hand moves to move the strand that is in the way of your face. And his index finger accidentally brush against your lips...
Why is it moist? Can he try it-
Your face will ended up being littered with a bunch of tiny shred of paper. Because the man above you is apparently too nervous and ending up grinding down on his book with his teeth.
C H A R L E S C O N T I N I 📞
"Y-yes? Sure, sure... of course, Mama... W-what? My voice? O-oh, I'm just cold... It's winter a-after all.. Yes, yes, of course I'm using the b-blank...kkket.... you gave me... Really, I'm fine!"
The one and only Charles Contini is, in fact, not fine. His face is currently match that of a boiling hot kettle.
His body trembles, hand almost dropping his phone as he attempts (but failed) to gave you his meanest death-glare.
But you didn't care. You just swing your head on his thigh mischievously then get your head back inside his shirt, doing whatever you want.
His other hand desperately yanked the fabric of your clothes, teeth gritting and in the break of speaking to his mother on the phone he mouthed to you a word 'please', his lips is now visibly trembling.
You, somehow had managed to make him hate talking to his mother right at this moment.
"Y-yeah yeah... Mama, I reallly think I gotta-Hhhah... Y-yeah really, I'm fine... I swear I'm fine! N-now Igottagobyeeee-" click, finally the torture is over.
He exhales loudly as he plopped his body on the bed. He rolled his body to the side, forcefully ripping you out of his lap. He mumbles, "You're unbelieveable," as he rubbed his face with his palm.
You though, didn't care. You simply take a peek to his face with a smug look on your face, clearly satisfied. Fueling his irritation more.
Out of nowhere though, the tables has turned. He startling you by moving so fast and now you're pinned down on the bed, with him on top of you.
He smirked at you, tilting his head to the side. He looks so menacing... and hot.
"Mama said that I shouldn't play rough with others... but," he purrs quietly as his hand roamed to your sides, and his other hands pick up the strand of your hair and brings it to his mouth, giving it a peck.
His head leans closer, breath brushing againts the skin of your neck and he let out a low chuckle. Your reaction is simply too adorable.
"... I think a punishment is due, don't you think?"
Don't be weird lol he just tickled your sides lmaoooo of course I'm not insinuating anything hahahahhahaa-
G A L U F G A R G A R O N 👅
"I-is this okay? Are you comfortable?" he stutters nervously, both of his hand hovers awkwardly over your relaxes figure on his lap, not knowing where to put it.
On your hair? What if he accidentally yank it? On your stomach? What if he pushed on it too hard? On your chest? Uh-
He snapped out of his turmoil when you mentioned that his shaking hand is currently sweating a river, and it's dripping down on you.
"Huh?! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to please don't hate me-" please guide this poor lad. He never done this with anyone ever before. He's seriously gonna combust into acid mess!
His jitter and stutter earning him a few sore spot in his tongue due to him accidentally biting into it when trying to talk or move. It's a wonder that he managed to NOT bite it off.
His breath hitches when you grabbed his hand gently and guide it to rest flat on your hair, telling him to try playing with it as a start. THIS IS THE START?!
He swears if he accidentally hurt you he'll yank his limb off.
As the time passed by though, he started to calmed down as his mind focused on each strand of your hair. A faint blush tinted his cheek and by the time you realized it, he's in the middle of braiding your hair into a tiny parts. All the time checking your facial expression for any sign of discomfort.
His eyes rounded into what seemed like a doe-eye and his face relaxed, the corner of his mouth is quirked upwards into a small smile. He seems happy... until-
"WHAT'CHA LOOKING AT?!" He suddenly barked with eyes glaring to the side. Panicked, your head follows his direction and you saw his gang standing over there with face full of variation of expression.
Before you managed to speak your mind, your boyfriend's voice boomed across the place as he barked the word "SCRAM", making those group of teens scramble away into obscurity, almost stumbling onto each other.
"They're so noisy, I swear to God..." he mumble quietly, his eyes trailing back to meet your surprised expression. He avert his eyes shyly and he's back to his previous mode, stumbling over his word.
"I-I'm sorry, you must be surprised right?" he stated meekly as his hand silently encouraging you to lay back on his lap. "It's just my friends, they're being noisy as per usual. I hope I didn't scare you..."
Honestly, the duality of this man is mind-boggling.
K E N N Y C L A R K 🧊
"Calm down, no one's gonna now," he said nonchalantly, patting your hair without looking at you as his hand flipped through the pages of his module.
The both of you are in the library right now, and as it should be; nobody should be flirting in the library. Getting caught holding hands in itself will earn the culprit an one-day ban from accessing the library.
But did your boyfriend care? Of course not.
Because if he cares you wouldn't be in this situation right now; head pressed down onto his lap with one hand while he busying himself, studying for finals.
He reasoned that your love is his 'battery', therefore you should be 'charging him'. Whatever that means.
Sometimes he'll look down on his lap to check on you. He'll pinch on your cheek to make you look at him and he'll blow you a kiss. With a face devoid of any emotions.
Though his face seems stoic, he's actually secretly gushing inside his mind. He swears that that your misery flustered face is so adorable! That blushing cheek, wavering eyes... it brings warm to his chest.
All of that gushy-mushy inside his mind, while you're nervously checking around the room. Afraid to find the librarian striding in without any time for you to react.
The both of you have been banned from the library for far too many times. And finals week is not the ideal time for that to happen.
Noticing your distress, he closed his eyes and sighed softly. His hand relaxed and he stopped putting pressure onto your head. Giving you a chance to finally scrambled out of his lap and act normal!
But that's too boring for him.
That's why now he wrapped his hand around your shoulder and pulling you closer. Effectively making you lean on his shoulder.
But that's not enough for him, no! so he uses his hand to tilted your head upwards, making you face him while he leans closer to rubbed the tip of his nose to yours. Enjoying the reaction he earned from you.
"Rest assured, my angel," he mumbled quietly, intentionally breathing through his mouth so it would brush onto your lips. "After all, our love is always stealthy, it will flies under the radar." yikes
You might be hallucinating but you swear that you saw a glimpes of his lips quirked upwards slightly as he leans closer slowly, tilting his head, almost touching your lips...
"MR. CLARK WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING IN MY LIBRARY?!"
On a positive note, if you get a bad grades for final, you're free to blame him now! Yay!
M A L C O L M C U R T I S 🪲
"Are you bored, my dear?" his voice is calm and soothing as he push the strand of hair that is in your face to the side, his other hand is brushing through the back of your hair gently.
He look to the side and stares at his fishing equipment that he put up by the edge of the river. It's been an hour and no fish has taken the bait yet.
He's not surprised though. Fishing is a long, waiting game after all. Especially if one decides to not use a lure. For him though, that's what makes it even more satisfying if he managed to catch one.
You lay on the grass with your head on his lap. Moaning and groaning about 'stupid fish not knowing what a fine cuisine is'. A low chuckles escapes his mouth, muffled by the tube in his mouth.
"Well, it's indeed taking longer than usual for fish to take my bait. I'm experimenting with the new bug after all," and that made you pouted. Something that he adores the most.
He's always hesitant to bring you with him fishing, knowing that you'll not be entertained. But for some reasons you always insisting on coming along, and every time his lap always ended up as your pillow.
Not that he minded though. You seemed relaxed and content as you nuzzle onto his thigh. And that's all he wanted, for you to be comfortable around him.
Not many people can bear to look at his... face. People often stated that 'it's the face that can only be loved by his mother'.
Not you though... you seems to think that his face is ethereal, as if he's one of Michelangelo's masterpiece. He never knew why you seems to think that way... but it warms his heart.
You suddenly shrieked, almost making him jump to defensive position and activate his magic. He frantically look to the side and his eyes widened when his fishing rod had finally started to twitch.
He moves away as you woke up from his lap and quickly keep a hold to the fishing rod, slowly reeling it in and strategically stopped to not startle anything that is currently taking his bait.
Meanwhile his heart thump against his chest, hearing you yelling encouragements to him as if you're a cheerleader.
And... voila! It's a baby catfish.
He stares at the wiggling little fish at the end of of his rod with a deadpanned expression, while you currently laughing your ass off.
He looks towards your direction, and he was stunned in silence as he stares at your amused face. It was simply... beautiful.
He knew his hobby is boring for you. But if it can make you laugh like this... he hopes you'll never get bored coming along with him.
He feels serene, at peace, all because of you.
L O V I E R O S E Q U A R T Z ⚡
"Oh, Hi... sorry, but Lévis is not here" he greets you with a soft voice as you come to his room, closing the book he's been reading and giving you his full attention as you walked to his bed.
His eyes widened in surprised when you, as usual, told him that you're here to hang out with him. A faint blushes painted his cheek as he let out a sweet laugh, "Oh, of course! please, come sit by me. I was starting to get bored myself."
He never gets used to you visiting him for some reasons. Even after a year of him being sick and losing his magic, he never did.
After being bedridden, it's rare for him to met people other than Lévis. His father never even consider him exist anymore, deeming him to be a defective product.
Maybe the last time he met his father was more than half a year ago? when he dragged him to this room?
All of that didn't surprised him though, he was just happy that his brother didn't meet the same fate as him. He believes all of this happen as a karma for never tried to stand up for his brother.
For you to stick around and visiting him every other weekend though, just to hang out with him and nothing else, is never failed to surprised him. I mean, why? he was weak now, everybody leaves, why won't you?
He giggles as he scoots a bit to give you space. As per usual, you'll get on his bed and put your head on his lap. Hugging his thin thigh in a koala grip as if it's your lifeline.
The pressure was a bit too tight, but it was fully welcomed. The extra warmth from your body is radiating and creeping to his heart, warming the negative thoughts away.
"How was school? anything interesting?" he questioned while brushing his hand to your hair, and his sweet smile never fades as he listens to your story. His eyes radiating with adoration as he stares down at you.
For him, your story was always interesting. Even if all you gonna talk in your entire visit is only about the shitty new cafeteria menu you had on school, it was all very interesting for him.
If you mentioned about his smile towards you, he'll giggle and cup your cheeks before giving your lips a small peck, "It's because I love you so much. You're so cute!"
Any reactions you gave him after that will earned you more peck for him. Don't scoot away from his lap though, he'll be sad! and he'll use his entire energy if he should to drag you back to his lap.
In his weakened state, all whom stay by his side other than Lévis is only you. For him, you're the breathe of fresh air in this cramped, lavish space.
Your existence stuck in his mind, and it's what keeps him going through the day as he dealt with the illness in his body.
As he pressed his forehead on top of yours, he mutters a soft 'thank you' before sighing, enjoying your presence by his side.
He'll trade everything in the world, for you to stay by his side... forever.
By the way, Lévis is currently outside of his room the entire time, holding a tray of food, wondering if he should go in and become a cockblock or not.
I'm currently as good as a constipated bull right now And THANK YOUUUUU SM BOO I'M HAPPY THAT YOU LIKE MY WRITING! 😭😭😭 UEEEEEEEEEEEE-
Since you didn't specify what type of scenario you would want me to write, I used this prompt to write for them. If this is not what you mean, feel free to send another request!!!
I put Lovie in as a curve ball because I'm curious on how I myself would interpret a character that only appeared in the few panels. But unexpectedly Malcolm ended up being the hardest one. I paused writing for a day just because of him lol.
Anyway, thank you @doughnuts-eater for your request! Sorry it takes too long for me to write! I hope you and everyone else will enjoy this one too! 🍀
so I was peacefully existing trying to do my work and cat hybrid reader x lévis just hit me like a truck (go ahead and eat up my nonexistent lévis fans)
• probably one of the only way you guys would actually meet each other is if your family is powerful and influential
• I could also imagine you guys being somewhat acquaintances when you were young like you used to sneak in and just say hi to the twins but their dad found out and they both got in trouble so you knew that you had to stop coming and saying hi
• if you came from a noble family, you two would definitely be childhood friends. you guys probably weren’t close because of the fact that his dad was really strict and made him focus on studying and training all the time but you try to spend time with him as much as you could
• would probably become very distant after his brother fell ill and just focus on his studies/training
• you couldn’t really do much about it either because this is also around the time where your family started being strict on you acting more like a “noble”
• I could imagine if you’re a cat hybrid one of your main things is being really fast, quiet, and stealthy.
• i’m trying to think of what your personal magic would be and I think it would be related to something heightening your senses
• I also wouldn’t be surprised if your family put you into an arrange marriage with lévis so you two were forced to be around each other for social event and etc
• if you guys both went to walkis you probably still wouldn’t talk to each other all that much because of the fact that both of you were so engrossed in your own studies
• I wouldn’t be surprised if lévis didn’t mention you at all to the walkis gang and they probably had to figure out through some stupid social event that y’all are both engaged
• now, if you were not a noble person and were like middle class or lower you too would probably only interact in his childhood
• unless you’re super strong and somehow got into walkis
• he would probably ignore you and pretend like you never existed in his childhood
• I wouldn’t be surprised if he outwardly mocked you if you’re trying to talk to him at all
• He still somewhat misses those times when you guys were younger and miss those times where you just hang out and be kids
So I’ve been suffering from period cramps all day so as I go ahead and write this as a way to comfort myself </3
levis x fem s/o having period cramps (is this probably ooc yes but I cannot bring myself to care this time </3)
• I feel like he would know about periods and stuff obviously but he himself doesn’t know how to deal with them especially with a s/o who has to deal with them
• he tries to help in the best way that he can tho
• This includes buying you anything that you want. Like comfort foods, heating pads, you name it and he’ll buy it for you to try to ease your pain
• during this time he attempts to do everything for you.
cooking dinner? Already done
Laundry needs to be finished? He’s already on it
• he also probably buys you those like heated blankets and multiple of them and just piles them on top of you in hopes that you feel better.
• during this time you guys probably cuddle a LOT. It’s one of his attempts to try to make you feel better during this horrible time.
• if you’re in the mood to go out, then he’ll take you to all of your favorite places. wanna go to a café? He’s on it. In the mood to go to the mall? he’s already asking which one would you prefer to go to.
• He probably play with your hair as a another attempt to comfort you. I also feel like he would be very and when I mean, very, I mean very gentle with you. My guy starts treating you like a porcelain doll that’s on the verge of cracking.
overall I feel like he would try his best if you’re on your period to try to help out :3
(is this short? yes but couldn’t think of any more ideas…)
finally writing this stupid magical girl x levis fanfic that I’ve been needing to write for a minute.
Warning: heavy spoilers of Madoka Magica since this fanfic takes heavy inspiration from the series and parallels a lot of the scenes that happen in the anime
Bg info: so just a quick explanation on how magical girls work. In this AU you become magical girl by making a deal with kyubey the cat, looking thing. The deal is simple, kyubey will grant you any wish you desire, but in return you have to become a magical girl and fight these “monster” called witches. now a big thing to know is that you have to use magical girl powers against witches since normal magic does not work against them. after you defeat a witch you get a grief seed which replenishes your magical power and keeps your soul gem pure. Ok that’s all the information you need to know :D
• at first you became magical girl because you wanted to help the people around you. You came from a noble family, but your parents never really felt the need to help the poor. you used to sneak out at night as a kid so you saw the famine disease that they had to face. So when kyubey came to you one night offering a deal to grant one wish you couldn’t resist but accept. your wish was simple, it was the ability to heal any injury, whether it be physical or mental or even emotional.
• after that, you started sneaking out at night, even more often trying to help as many impoverished people as you can with your new profound healing powers. right after you would do that you would go ahead and hunt as many witches as you can for the night. it was pretty simple and you didn’t mind needing to hunt which is every night.
• That’s until you met a friend. she was also another magical girl who hunted witches and she had such a lovely energetic personality. You to became close until well something happened.
• you both were hunting witches that night. It should’ve been like every other night but this which was different. Right after you both thought you killed it your friend was about to try to look for the grief see that I dropped until it did some sort of responding and bit your friend’s head off. You could hear the crunching noises that it was making as it was eating your friend corpse. you finally snapped yourself out of whatever haze that you were in and quickly murdered the witch. it dropped its grief seed and all you could do at that moment was just stare at it. you grabbed the groove seated as quickly as you could and replenish your magic. looking back at your friends corpse it was all mangled up now some parts eaten, and some parts left untouched. you grabbed her corpse found a place in the woods to bury it. after that you went back home and quietly snuck back into your room through the window. As you look you saw that fuck ass cat thing.
• You walked up to him and asked for the full truth.
• he then started to explain the true purpose of magic girls. he started to explain that all of the witches that you have killed were magical girls who we’re overcome with despair and became witches. you learn that eventually you will become a witch as it is a fate for a magical girl that they cannot escape. you learned that technically your soul isn’t even in your body anymore. It’s just inside your soul gem since it makes magical girls more efficient.
• after that, he start to explain the good things that come from being a magical girl and how magical girls have changed history and how they even improve society for beyond your comprehension.
• after all that talking he left you alone with your thoughts. you didn’t even wanna think right now, so you just changed into your sleepwear and crawled inside your bed to go to sleep.
• that happened around a year ago and now you’re currently going to walkis.
Srry yall I don’t know I’m gonna be able to write the levis x magical girl reader that I was planning to do this weekend since I actually got jumped by Bio testing….(this has to be some sort of mental torture, giving me back to back testing…) I’m gonna see if I can maybe write it tomorrow but if not I’ll for sure post it next week.
Yall how do you think magical girls in mashle would work? 
I’ve been wanting to make a fanfic centered around a magical girl reader x levis but I’m having trouble on how magical girls would actually work in mashle (also the concepts and ideas of the magic girls are mainly based off Madoka Magica)
I was thinking that when you made a wish, and you were giving powers to defeat the witches, it would grant you a new type of personal magic that you can only use in your magical girl state you could still try to use your first personal magic the one that you already had before becoming a magic girl, but it would be very less effective like %100 less effective than you using your magical girl state. do you guys think that makes sense or would I have to change something on how the powers would work?
and I’m thinking the main reason why your normal magic wouldn’t work against a which is because of the fact that you aren’t trying to understand their pain and suffering. Being a magical girl is stealing your fate for having a life of pain and sacrifice. going against a witch in your magical girl form with the powers that you were given is kind of bittersweet. You’re going against something that you will most likely eventually become in the future and you can’t really do anything to change your fate anymore. I just like the idea of you apologizing to a witch right before dealing a final blow. It’s bittersweet because you put them out of their pain and suffering as witches, but the only way you can do that is by killing them. 
