⏖ let's normalize saying "your pretty" to boys<33 .. today's victims, nrc boys !j
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈 𝓯 eaturing : jade, riddle, azul,
.✦ ݁˖ mail ! — i unfortunately am super lazy, i only picked three because my brain can't comprehend things anymore
𝒥ade 𝓛eech ! ೀ
you were staring for far too long, and he of course noticed. he always does, he can't keep his eyes off you. he causally glances up from his book from time to time, and when finally staring back at you for some time — he speaks up.
"my dear?"
you stayed silent for a moment, catching the light in his eyes and his black streak of hair falling beautifully over his face frame, "your...really pretty."
that caught him slightly off guard, not by a lot, but you definitely got a soft noise out of him.
"... pretty, you say?"
you nod, he blinks. a tiny, almost unnoticed pause strikes between the two of you—"my, how unexpected..." jade softly closes his book and places his hands over the hard cover. his usual, composed smile returns, but not without flashing eyes back at you.
"i believe that's the first time someone has ever described me in such a way."
now you blinked, in confusion.
"no one's ever called you pretty?"
the eel shook his head, smile still plastered on his face. "most students choose the words—elegant, terrifying, and sometimes unnerving."
"never pretty?..."
he cleared his throat, smile threatening to drop. "not once...i shall treasure the complement, prefect..."
and... because he's jade, sitting up and leaning down to your height with his hand on his chest, he whispered. "you...are quite lovely yourself, dear prefect..."
ℛiddle ℛosehearts ! ೀ
he was mid lecturing when you mentioned this; ace and deuce practically pressed to the wall as riddle yells—a normal day in heartslabyul in all honesty, yet no one was prepared for your compliment.
"...riddle, has anyone ever told you how pretty you are?"
the entire room froze, silence echoed louder then any yell or cry. ace and deuce stare at you while riddle whips his head in your direction.
"i beg your pardon?" he wasn't, mad, just flustered. cheeks slightly pinker then the flamingos.
"i said," you spoke again, readjusting in your seat, "your pretty~"
riddles whole face turned scarlet, he sputters for a solid thirty seconds before finally clearing his throat.
"well...i very much, appreciate your compliment, prefect." he adjusts his collar three separate times.
ace, immediately starts grinning—leaning close to tease his housewarden. "oho, you've got a little something on your face, housewarden—"
"OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!"
"WAIT, IM SORRY!"
𝓐˙zul 𝓐˙shengrotto ! ೀ
you've entered the mostro lounge while azul was by himself, you find him sorting throughout different papers and contracts some poor unfortunate souls signed.
"azul," you spoke softly, appearing beside him while he hummed in response. "ah, prefect. what is it you need?"
you didn't say anything at first, just admiring his face and the way his hand held the pen, smiling gently, you finally replied.
"your...really pretty, azul."
the said pen stopped writing and the housewarden froze. "..come again?" he spoke flustered, "oh, i just said you look really pretty<3"
his glasses practically fogged up, cheeks hot and ears tinted pink. he's never once thought this moment would come, he's spent all his life worrying about his appearance that he can accept compliments usually.
for some reason, he wasn't prepared to be called "pretty..?" he echoed and you nod, still smiling.
he clears his throat, adjusting his glasses and clicks his pen closed. "well, you're quite pretty yourself, dear prefect." he tried to maintain business posture but his composure was slightly cracked.
end notes: riddle, im so sorry — it's like ive never written anything before (it's been months) ....shrjwhsjw am i back?
Yuu: I make out with Floyd/Jade? He's fine. I kiss him on the nose? He's a mess
Yuu: I slap Him's on the ass? He doesn't care. I hold his hand and kiss his knuckles. He's inconsolable-
Yuu: Why does simple affection break them? I do not know-
Georgina*Hums drinking tea beside you*My husband is the same...I slam him into a wall and have my way with him? he is fine, but if I grab his face and nuzzle my forehead against his?... Oh, he drops to his knees and won't look me in the eyes for hours!~
You really have big balls to talk about what you do to her son's-does she care? HELL NO-she just happy she WILL get grandbabies...she did lose hope...
A/N please let me know what dorm you'd like to see next (^o^)/
🐙AZUL ASHENGROTTO
🤍Bro is the type to ask you to call him when you get home safely and panic if you don't.
🤍Bro is the type to get you a bouquet of your favorite flowers and keep one for himself so he knows when it's wilted and time to get you a new one.
🤍Bro is the type to take you in lavish and expensive dates, even flying you out. If you ever complain saying it's too much he'll tell you it's what he works so hard for.
🤍Bro is the type to get offended when he gives you his card for a shopping spree and not get a massive bank statement in return. His money is yours to spend.
🤍Bro is the type to seethe in jealousy seeing you with other men. Will make sure the guy is fired from his job, whisking you for a gateway to make you forget all about the incident.
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🪼JADE LEECH
🩵Bro is the type to stare at your face with a small smile whenever you speak, trying to commit it all into memory.
🩵Bro is the type to only let you touch him.
🩵Bro is the type to bring you home to his parents and present you quite proudly.
🩵Bro is the type to teases you endlessly just to see you squirm and blush.
🩵Bro is the type to gift you a custom perfume and keep a small vial for himself so he can always have you with him.
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🪼FLOYD LEECH
💙Bro is the type to slack off during basketball but lock in for you.
💙Bro is the type to be mean to everyone except his shrimpy.
💙Bro is the type to whine and pout when your attention is not on him like a puppy in order to appeal to you but threaten the other party behind closed doors.
💙Bro is the type to sing to you horribly just to hear your laugh.
💙Bro is the type to love his clothes on you more than himself giving you half his closet.
i'm a sucker for the sentient nrc dorms theory, so have a few situations (featuring inspirations from a conversation with @riddle-peakhearts)
heartslabyul tripping a student on the stairs while they're skipping chores and riddle is after them
savanaclaw blowing sand/dirt into someone's (read: lilia's) eyes
pomefiore using a gentle breeze to fix someone's hair or clothes
ignihyde fixing a game-breaking glitch in someone's game
diasomnia playing chess with its students
octavinelle subtly moving something that would've tripped a lounge waiter with a heavy tray
scarabia subtly pointing a student towards the right direction in the textbook they're using
but also more... uncanny things
the lights in ignihyde slowly pulsing, like a heartbeat, or breathing
random howls or roars in savanaclaw despite none of its students making such noises at the moment
the rose maze in heartslabyul rearranging itself, leading countless students to get lost despite swearing that they know the layout
mirrors in pomefiore sometimes reflecting movement that those beholding them never made, or momentarily reflecting people that aren't present at all
music echoing through the halls of scarabia with no true source
human, and only human, students of octavinelle swearing that they hear singing coming from outside
random alluring lights and humming in diasomnia, tempting students to the high spires of the dorm or the depths of the basement
ace and sebek's brothers always answer their confused calls with long stories of their own from their time at nrc. the teachers affirm the oddity of it all. but after a few months of adjusting, nobody really questions it. housewardens will warn their freshman of what and where to avoid, will teach their successor about the ins and outs of the dorm and its behavior, but it's never really properly addressed and barely ever acknowledged. some dorms (read: heartslabyul) are more obvious than others, but all of them have a degree of life that some students find incredibly discomforting.
“haha yes i am smiling but i am also so serious please keep being friends with my freak-ass son. i know he’s weird, we dropped the ball on socializing him but please don’t stop being his friend”
