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⋆｡𖦹˚.★ TEMII — SHE/THEY — 🇻🇳
jamil, leona, and jade kisser
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☆┊BOY YOU MAKE ME JELLYOUS!
SUMMARY: running errands with jamil, you meet an old ‘friend’ of his in town..
CHARACTERS: jamil viper, minhaj alrajah
GENRE: fluff, light angst but nothing crazy
WARNINGS: one mention of hives (itchy skin), spoilers for book 8(?) (new character)
NOTES: relationship is up to interpretation (jamil), fic title based off jellyous by illit, reader is only a little bit of a loser, sorta canon divergent (meeting outside of the game), i changed his name a little cause the official one didn’t really make sense?
reader is g/n, reader is yuu
∘˙🐍
the market of foothill town was bustling with people.
jamil let out a sigh at the swimming crowd. he expected it to be busy, but not this busy. in the end, he was the one who chose to go on a saturday..
sam’s shop had run out of the only detergent that didn’t make kalim’s skin break out in hives, so this was an emergency run he had to make right away. he didn’t expect you to want to tag along, but he didn’t see the harm in doing so til now.
he turns to you, a slightly apologetic look on his face before he lets out another sigh. “i apologize, prefect. i didn’t realize how large the crowd would be today,” jamil murmured, clutching the bag on his arm.
“it’s fine, believe me. we just can’t get separated, right?” you smile, giving jamil’s heart that same flutter he never dared mention aloud. he coughs into his hand, hiding a smile of his own before mumbling words to himself.
“just.. stay close and try not to be swept away.”
˙∘✧
just as expected, the marketplace was chaotic.. and just as jamil thought, you were swept away. he’s normally so careful while watching kalim, so why did he have to lose you?! clutching the bag of detergent tightly in his hands, he massaged his temple with furrowed brows.
“curses.. i should’ve told them to stay put somewhere..” he muttered, knowing you’d at least try to remain in the same place unlike kalim. he squeezed his way through, searching for the face he knows and loves amidst the faceless crowd. luckily he was already used to navigating through busy streets, considering his home in the scalding sands.
while jamil searched for you, you on the other hand had your own dilemma. oranges rolled across the ground as the angry shopkeeper glared at you. you had been pushed into his fruit stand by other bystanders, and to your dismay, fruit flew everywhere.
“sevens, why me..” you grumbled, hastily picking up the fruits before they got squished. jamil was nowhere to be seen. you really should’ve watched where you were going, because you just lost the one guy who actually knew where he was going.
just as you reached out for another orange, another hand beat you to it. at first you thought it was jamil, hoping it’d be just like all the shojou manga you’ve read.
to your dismay, it was not jamil, but a man almost nearly as stunning. his outfit was a bright teal, with gold adorning almost every part of his stature. his hair was glamorous, as was his makeup. he was radiant, you felt nearly blinded.
“need help with that?” he finally broke the silence as he met your eyes. there was a smirk to his face as he stood upright, tossing the orange in the air and catching it with grace. he saw the handful of oranges in your arms and must’ve took pity on you.
“uh, thanks!” you managed to breath out, breaking from your momentary awe. he must’ve noticed your staring, because all he did was chuckle. the boy collected the rest of the oranges from the ground, handing them back to the shopkeeper and smoothing things over with ease.
“thank you again, i appreciate it!” you reply once again, giving him a slight bow.
his eyes narrowed slightly, but his smile didn’t waver. “no need to be so formal. out here, im just another student like you.” the mystery boy said, waving you off.
“out.. here?” you raise your brow, not exactly picking up what he’s putting down. you try looking at him again, trying to identify any familiar faces that seem alike. none exactly come to mind.. “im sorry, i don’t quite follow..” you laughed awkwardly, noticing his eyes widen a bit.
“..do you not recognize me?” now where have you had a similar interaction before? you simply shake your head, seeing his smile grow a size bigger.
“is that bad?” you ask in a moment of panic, only to hear him laugh loudly in response.
“no, no, not at all.” he assures you, nodding his head. he eyes you up and down, almost observantly. his brow furrowed in thought. “if i may ask, where are you from?” he asked with a smile.
you hesitate for a moment. “i, uh.. i don’t think you’d know!” you say, scratching the back of your neck. he seemed to have took it as a challenge, because all he did was smirk.
“oh? wish to bet?” he asks playfully, catching you a moment off guard. is it a twisted wonderland thing for people being so direct and pushy?
“well, im from..” as you tell him of your place of origin, the smugness is wiped off his face.
he crosses his arms. “well, i suppose you’re right. i’ve never heard of such a place before..” he hums, thinking to himself.
“yeah, im not surprised.” you murmur, already used to this routine. before you could part ways with the mystery boy, he spoke once more.
“ah.. now i remember,” he says, a newfound gleam in his eye. “yes, you’re the magicless prefect i’ve heard so much about then.” he smiles, throwing you for a loop.
“you— you know who i am?” you swallowed thickly, feeling weird for being recognized. how does he know about you? are you outlawed? are you in trouble?
“of course, you’re famous at our school.” he chuckles, resting a hand on his hip. does he attend night raven college as well? you would’ve sworn you saw such a glamorous face before.. “yes, che’nya spoke of you before.”
so rsa..? “i had no idea i was known outside of nrc,” you mumble, feeling a bit embarrassed now. you were already too big of a name at nrc (for all the wrong reasons), you really didn’t need to be known because of that chaos..
jamil stood from afar, his hands forming fists by his side. no.. say it isn’t so. you met another man he had despised, as if kalim wasn’t horrible enough already. maybe he was a bit harsh in his head, but just the thought of you running away with another made his blood boil.
your smiling and laughing.. please don’t tell him you like that sickening prince, he can’t bear it. with a smile as forced as it could be, he approaches you two by the stand.
“[MC], there you are. i thought i had lost you.” jamil says, standing beside you with a hand on your shoulder. you nearly jump at his sudden presence, though feel relieved to know he found you. his gaze was soft, yet an underlying motive hiding beneath the surface. jamil’s eyes flicker to the boy across of you, his soft gaze turning dark.
he still smiled, but that smile didn’t meet his eyes. “oh my, prince minhaj, it’s been quite some time since we’ve last spoke. the weather is quite pleasant, wouldn’t you agree?” jamil mused, giving who you now know is a prince a polite nod.
“..prince?” you murmur, staring at minhaj. he simply let out a hefty sigh, realizing the fun of being an unknown had been cut short.
“enough with the humble tone, jamil. i don’t want to be called ‘prince’ outside the castle..” minhaj retorts, playing with the braided bandana by his side. now it all the gold made sense, but to be fair there were pretty flashy people that weren’t royalty.
“ah, but i’d have no ground to stand on if i were arrested in the scalding sands for speaking disrespectfully to you.” jamil sighs wistfully, a false look of worry in his face. there was a hidden venom in every word coming out of his mouth, and you could tell minhaj had noticed it.
“so you’re.. royalty?” you mumble, realizing how informal you must’ve been. “i guess i should’ve known, huh? sorry about the lack of formality.” you laugh awkwardly, feeling a small sweat dripping from your brow.
minhaj shrugged his shoulders, not offended by your informality in the slightest. “don’t be, it was quite refreshing,” he smiled at you before his eyes slowly trailed back to jamil. the poor boy was barely holding it together, her brows knit together and his smile twitching slightly at the corners.
jamil thinks he’s well composed right now, but that couldn’t be farther from the truth.
“has night raven college been serving you well? i’d imagine attending a magic school while magicless is a bit contradictory.” minhaj asks, still willing to make conversation.
“ahem,” jamil clears his throat before you could reveal the truth of your sad excuse for a dorm. “apologies, minhaj, but we’re in quite a hurry. [MC], we better get going.” jamil kept the hand on your shoulder but squeezed quite firmly, a silent ask of you to get going.
you glance at him, seeing the silent plead in his eyes. with a nod of acknowledgment, you turn back to the prince and bow ever so slightly. “sorry, i guess we’ve gotta go. it was nice meeting you!” you smile, giving him a wave.
“ah, i suppose i shouldn’t keep you then. let’s meet again soon, [MC].” minhaj smirks, taking your hand and giving it a shake. he looks over to jamil, his smirk turning into a cocky grin that you wouldn’t catch if you blinked. “jamil, it was nice seeing you as well. tell kalim of the asim’s i wish him well.”
“..of course. well, if you excuse us.” jamil replied with a strain in his voice, grabbing your hand out of the other boys grasp and whisking you away. you let out a slight yelp as you followed close behind.
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jamil held a tight grip on your hand, not seeming to let go anytime soon. you don’t even think he noticed because all that was written on his face was annoyance and irritation.
the mask he barely held together had long melted the minute he turned around and strung you along. not including the voices of the crowd, the silence between you two was loud.
he was about to lose his marbles. that spoiled prince, chatting with you as if you knew him since forever. if jamil hadn’t intervened, he would’ve probably swept you away and convince you to join royal sword academy. always getting everything he asked.. why wouldn’t he? while jamil fought tooth and nail to get what he desired, all minhaj had to do was ask.
jamil had worked too hard to get you to even glance at him, to make you think he’s worth something.. but even so, he doesn’t know if that’s even the truth. he—
“jamil?” you say his name, breaking the silence between you two. he froze in his tracks, glancing back at you with a neutral expression.
“yes, prefect?” jamil replied before you suddenly squeezed his hand and began to run. it was sudden, it was chaotic, you were running like someone was chasing you. “prefect?! where in the world are you going?!” he shouts, though all you did was laugh at him in response. his heart pounded in his chest, almost all the surfacing anger being lifted at the sight of your smile.
the smile meant for him, he hoped.
you finally stopped by a bench, allowing jamil to catch his breath before glancing up at you. “by the seven, what was that for?” he manages to breath out, resting his hand on the bench.
“to get your mind off your doubts.” you stated simply, letting go of his hand with a proud look on your face. jamil simply tilted his head to the right with a confused look on his face.
“excuse me?” he asks almost offendedly before you get closer to him. his gaze went from your face to the ground below him, holding his tongue and biting the inside of his cheek. he could feel the heat rushing to his face at the close proximity, but he is not trying to let that show.
“don’t lie to me, jamil viper,” you start, pressing a finger to his chest. “we all saw it on your face.” you frowned, though it wasn’t serious. if anything, you looked a bit smug. “a jealous scowl on your face doesn’t suit you.”
jamil lets out an exasperated sigh. “jealous? prefect i—”
“aha, see! evidence.” you grin, throwing him off guard. “in front of minhaj, you actually said my name! you don’t do that.” you laugh, watching his eyes widen. jamil grumbled something under his breath before you took his face in your hands.
“jamil, you know i’m not going anywhere, right?” you ask, tempting him to look at you. “right now, my home is at night raven college. and right now, my heart is too full of you to leave.” your statement was bold, even for him. he slowly put a hand over your own, looking you in the eyes.
because of his unique magic, nobody likes to look him in the eyes whenever they speak. they look everywhere but his face, everywhere but him. to them he is nobody, to them he is a threat.
but you? you look him in the eyes without a second thought. there is no fear, no hesitance, no second guessing. you look him right in the eyes without a doubt in your mind that you can put your full trust in him.
the words on his tongue were lost, his mouth hanging slightly agape. you chuckled before letting go of his face and letting him take a moment to let out the breath he was holding. he pulls the hoodie of his sweater over his eyes, trying desperately to hide the blush that inevitably took over his entire face.
“let’s.. let’s just get going.” he grumbled, walking ahead of you with quick steps. how did he even meet someone as unpredictable as you?
as you trailed behind, you’re about to approach the large crowd you two once got separated in. he stopped walking and turned back to you.
“hm?” you hum, watching jamil come closer. he grabs your hand and held it tightly. “oh? feeling like a gentleman?” you chuckled, teasing him a little.
not wanting to be the only flustered one, jamil raised your knuckles to his lips and brushed against them softly. you felt yourself eat your words as it was your turn to feel your pupils blow wide open.
“now we can’t get lost, right [MC]?” jamil murmured, unable to hide the smug grin creeping up on his face.
you two walked back to nrc hand in hand, a comfortable silence hanging between you two as you weaved through a crowd.
if this is what his jealousy entailed, then maybe it wasn’t so bad after all.
A/N: seeing how jamil acts with the new rsa student is so funny i had to write something asap i am in love with you jamil viper
date published: 03/28/26
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☆┊HOLY AIRBALL
SUMMARY: ace trappola doesn't know how to flirt! even worse? he consults the basketball team for help.
CHARACTERS: floyd + jamil (platonic), ace (romantic)
GENRE: smau, crackfic
WARNINGS: ace is an embarrassment, kinda ooc
NOTES: everyone flames ace sorry
reader is g/n
A/N: does anyone think ace would be a brainrotter
date published: 02/25/26
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☆┊NOT APPROVED!
SUMMARY: as your best friends, it is important to them that you date the right guy! so.. tell me why you chose the shadiest man on campus?
CHARACTERS: ace + deuce (platonic), jade
GENRE: crackfic, smau
WARNINGS: they’re haters + like one makeout joke
NOTES: reader has a crush on/is in a relationship with jade
reader is g/n
A/N: lately smau’s have been so fun,,, i have another idea prepared for ace so be on the lookout ace fans.. 👀👀 (any haikyuu fans keep ur eyes peeled too on my other account)
date published: 01/28/26
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☆┊JADE LEECH DOESNT LIKE GLASSES!
SUMMARY: you never realized your boyfriend needed glasses til a certain octopus ratted him out..
CHARACTERS: jade leech
GENRE: fluff
WARNINGS: pet names, jade leech, ooc(?)
NOTES: jade leech is a loser TO ME
reader is g/n, reader is implied to be yuu
🐬˙∘
“wait, seriously?”
your mouth hung slightly agape as you stared at the octopus across from you. a fact you never discovered had just come up in conversation, just some small talk you made with azul.
you and jade always have dates on tuesdays. it was an unspoken but mutual agreement as it was the one day of the week he gets his shift off a little early. today just so happened to be an off day with the lounge being much busier than anticipated.
“my apologies, dear. i’ll be working a bit later than usual today.” jade sighs, wiping down the bar counter while cleaning up after the last guest. “it’s fine, no worries! i can just go back to my dorm or something while i wait.” you wave off reassuringly. he didn’t want you walking so far after coming all this way.. but he would take quite awhile.
“hm.. how about resting in the VIP lounge? azul surely won’t mind the company after all, fufu.” he smiled, not exactly waiting for your response before ushering you there. “yeah? and what’s the catch?” you tease, allowing yourself to be taken forcefully.
“suspicious of me? your own love? must you be so cruel?” jade sniffles, wiping an imaginary tear from the corner of his eye.
and thus how you ended up talking to azul for 50 minutes straight. you both grew close ever since you started your relationship with the infamous leech twin. like a sibling bond, if you will.
“so your eyesight got worse when you got onto land?” you laugh, much to azul’s dismay. “unfortunately so. all octopi are near-sighted, so glasses were a given.” azul shrugs, finishing up a contract.
“i guess the transformation potions can’t cure blindness, huh?” you joke, playing a game on your phone mindlessly. azul merely scoffs, waving a hand in the air. “oh please, my eyes are not nearly as bad as the twins.”
that statement caught your attention. “wait, seriously?” you mutter, mouth hung slightly agape. azul’s brow raised as he looked up at you.
“did you not know?” he asks, a bit surprised.
“moray eels are known to have poor eyesight. naturally, merfolk akin to morays would also have poor eyesight. as far as i know, jade has some of the worst eye prescription i’ve ever seen.” azul laughs a bit to himself, flipping his contract over.
this newfound information was quite a bit of a shocker. your own boyfriend, who you loved and trusted, failed to tell you about such an interesting detail about himself. “i’ve never seen either of the twins wear glasses though!” you protest with a frown.
“eye contacts. they both preferred them over glasses.”
“..do you know why they preferred contacts over glasses?” you prod, trying to squeeze every bit of info you could before your free trial of information expires and you’d need to sign a contract.
“floyd always complained they make him look nerdy and lame. personally, i believe they make me look like an intellectual.” azul smiled proudly, acting as if the thin-rimmed glasses made him look smarter. “jade, on the other hand, just doesn’t like them.”
“huh.” you murmur with a dumbfounded expression. it never occurred to you, such a simple fact. jade in glasses.. what a sight it was to imagine. lenses perched over the bridge of his nose, adjusting the frame each time he looks down..
the particularly attractive scene where he’d have to remove his glasses to kiss you. the look you were making must’ve made your thoughts obvious as azul cleared his throat to get back your attention.
“before you start ah.. drooling over my contracts, perhaps you should get ready to meet jade. his shift should be over soon.”
you shoot out of your seat, giving azul a pleased look. “thank you for this wonderful intel you’ve gave me. it won’t go to waste.” he gives you one last stare of disgust before waving you out the door.
jade was already standing by the doorway as you walked out, eagerly awaiting your arrival. he puts his arm out for you and escorts you away from the lounge.
after talking with azul, you can’t help but stare at your boyfriends face. it was such a small detail about him, but how could you not know about it? morays had poor eyesight, you knew that! it’s just.. i guess you didn’t expect him to have poor eyes.
and on another note, why doesn’t jade like glasses? they can make someone look insanely attractive.. him especially. could it be he’s ashamed of having bad eyesight? you wouldn’t mind! no.. no not at all..
“hm? is there something on my face?” jade mused, his finger brushing over his cheek. you snap out of your momentary haze and remind yourself of where you are. “o-oh! uh, no it’s nothing.” you shrugged as you quickened your pace. jade raised his brow, but chose not to make a remark.
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while jade was washing up in the dorms bathroom, you rummaged through his drawers, trying to find the case that would unleash every fantasy you’ve dreamt of. it’s not snooping by if jade lets you explore his room!
so far, nothing. maybe a few terrarium cases and small notebooks of all the flora and fungi he’s discovered, but no sign of those thin-rims yet. until..
“what’re you searching for?”
“GAH! nothing!” you turned around to see jade standing over you, resting his chin on your shoulder. you jump slightly, gripping the black case in your right hand.
jade noticed the time in your hands, raising a brow with a sly smile on his face. he couldn’t quite make out what it was, but there was no harm in probing the answer out of you.
“oh? then what might this be?” he hums, leaning in closer, caging you in with his arms. you keep the case behind your back, trying to slide the glasses out of its confinements.
“what’re you talking about?” you made an attempt to feign ignorance, but jade wasn’t having it. he takes hold of your wrist and brings it forward. “hm..” he tilts his head, trying to get a good look at the item in your hands. he didn’t have his contacts on him right now.. but it looks like..
in a fraction of a second, you slide the glasses onto his face.
jade flinches as you place the rims onto the bridge of his nose, adjusting them absentmindedly before realizing what had been done.
“..dear?” he mumbles, looking at you with a questioning look. you stare at him wide-eyed, taking in the scene in all its glory.
this was all you could’ve asked for and more.. seven bless.
jade turned his face away, trying to hide behind his hand. you scoff, grabbing his hand and moving it out of the way. “don’t hide. not after i worked so hard to find them!”
his face is dusted in a light pink hue. you’ve never seen jade look so small before. “you look cute.” you grin, giving him a small peck. jade melted into your arms with a pouting expression. “to be honest im not quite fond of glasses..” he mumbles.
he wouldn’t say it, but it shows an imperfection in his perfect persona. there should be no signs of faults or weakness in someone designed to be feared after all.
but alas, you chose not to pry any further. “well, i think you should wear them more often. at least around me.” you hum, rubbing his back.
“..you seem to like them quite a bit. have my looks entranced you?” jade teased, giving you a sly smile. “oh you have no idea.” you sigh, shaking your head.
for awhile, you both remained at a resting position. he laid his head atop of your stomach as you toyed with a few strands of his hair. that’s when it clicked to him. how did you find out?
“may i ask how you discovered such an embarrassing secret of mine..?” he asks quietly, fixing his glasses as he looked up at you.
“an octopus passing by told me.” you hum, not dropping names but not leaving it unknown. he grimaced at the indirect mention, but quickly fixed his face to a much scarier smile. “ah, i see. i’ll be sure to give this octopus a thorough lesson on confidentiality.”
“of course.” you chuckle, punctuating your sentence with a final kiss to his lips.
jade has in fact started wearing his glasses much more often around you. still not fond of them though.
A/N: only slightly gave up near the end 🥀🥀 anyways first post of the new years!! im hoping to be more consistent with my posts this year so be on the look out!
date published: 01/02/26
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★┊PROMISE
SUMMARY: it’s been 2 weeks since you’ve left twisted wonderland. coping with his emotions proved to be more difficult than he anticipated.
CHARACTERS: all dorms
GENRE: angst
WARNINGS: angst, no comfort, mentions of addiction but no alcohol or drugs are literally used
NOTES: fic based off promise by laufey
reader is g/n, reader is yuu
★˙∘
“i made a promise, to distance myself”
the minute his eyes met yours, he knew it was dangerous. after all, getting a close to someone from a different world was bound to be trouble. he swore it, he wouldn’t grow attached. after all, that’s the safest approach isn’t it..?
he didn’t know he’d be the one to break that promise..
“honestly, i didn’t think about how we didn’t say “goodbye” just, “see you very soon.”
he held himself up the best he could. after all, your last memory of him shouldn’t be his face in tears and snot, right? he braced himself for the words, the ones he steeled himself for from the beginning. but they never came. “see you very soon,” you murmured, eyes squinted to stop the tears from flowing. his gaze widened, staring at you in disbelief. that alone was enough to break him.
he still thinks about it all this time later. “see you,” not “goodbye.” your words plague his mind. why? must you bring his hopes up like this? do you really think you’ll see him again, or do you enjoy his suffering? even if it was just wishful thinking, he can’t help but await the day that lie becomes truth, even if it be by some small miracle. in the back of his mind though, he knows it’ll never occur. he knows that he’ll die waiting for you to lie in his arms one last time.
trey, jack, jade, malleus, silver
“no matter how long i resist temptation, i will always lose”
after you walked through that mirror, he couldn’t look back anymore. if he were to, the pain would be much harder to bear. in hindsight, he’s surprised he lasted as long as he did without gazing upon the past. roughly 2 weeks since you’ve left. with that in mind, quitting addiction is easier said than done. it’s not something to be done overnight, and staying sober is never easy.
your love wasn’t a drug, yet he was still addicted. he chastised himself for being unable to resist, but one look at your memories together and he was gone. he knew better. it would hurt less if he didn’t dwell on the past, but he knew against you he would lose. he always did. his tears left damp circles on the polaroid photo. it was dumb, it was stupid, and it took him back to square one.
deuce, ruggie, epel, sebek
“i’ve done the math, there’s no solution. we’ll never last. why can’t i let go of this?”
“don’t get attached,” he told himself. over and over again did he tell himself that. getting close to you was doomed from the start, he knew it. and like a fool, he was still ensnared by you. you were just supposed to be another face in the crowd, not the light shining in the dark of his life. fate, destiny, for a second he actually believed they existed. the world is in order due to facts, not beliefs.
for a moment, he felt relieved that the wretched moment was over. his back was turned, and the minute he looked behind him, the mirror wavered and eventually darkened. it was as he thought it would be. he anticipated the day, so why can’t he stop crying? he was an idiot to think he could’ve made this work. he bit off far more than he could chew and now he’s left to dwell in the aftermath.
riddle, leona, azul, jamil, vil
“i called you last night. i shouldn’t have, i wouldn’t have if it weren’t for the sight of a boy who looked just like you”
he thought he was faring well. the ending he had met was satisfactory enough for him. the right thing to do was to say goodbye after all. even if he wished you could stay with him til the ends of time, it was for the best. you were much safer in your world. everyone was surprised how well he took it. he was the same guy who ran campus as he always would, nobody thought twice to question him.
alas, if only his emotions weren’t so fragile. he felt his feet freeze in its place at the sight of a boy who looked just like you. the hair, the mannerisms, the face, perhaps he was just seeing things. maybe he was just projecting his hidden grief. that same night, he dialed your number, speaking to your voicemail as if you’d reply, as if you can have conversations like you used to. his dormmates won’t admit it, but they heard him break into tears and vent to the abyss of the number you used to own.
ace, cater, floyd, kalim, rook, idia, lilia
..it hurts to be something, it’s worse to be nothing with you.
A/N: on a laufey spree lately this song got the gears turning 🤫🤫
date published: 11/24/25
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☆┊MAY I HAVE THIS DANCE?
SUMMARY: many heroes wished to share this dance with you, yet you chose him.
CHARACTERS: SAVANACLAW
GENRE: fluff
OTHER: heartslabyul savanaclaw octavinelle scarabia pomefiore ignihyde diasomnia
NOTES: thank you for an entire year, tumblr! as celebration for my first anniversary, have a small mini scenario as a token of my gratitude.
reader is g/n, reader is yuu
PROLOGUE∘˙☆
excitement fluttered within the confines of the classroom. a nationwide gala was being held this evening for students all over twisted wonderland, and this years selected host was none other than the prestigious night raven college. you couldn't help but feel a little nervous with how everybody spoke of such an event.
even if dances weren't your thing, it was still worth it to go, right? "myah.. what's with all the blabbering? it's just a borin stuffy ball, right? all ya do is stand around for hours. i can guarantee ya not everyone's gonna have a dance partner." grim huffs, beginning to grow annoyed with the gossip.
"well, there's going to be food from all over the region. at least then we'd have something to do, right?" you grin, your partner in crime suddenly very excited for the dance. "why didn't ya start with that?! we needa go prep our outfits right now!"
evening came sooner than you anticipated. as chaotic as nrc was, somehow this was 10x as lively as usual. everybody had spoke with someone new while you were stuck at the snack bar with grim. a new face appears, wishing to have a small chat.
🦁┊LEONA KINGSCHOLAR˙∘✩
“so the rumors were true! there is someone with no magic!”
you turn your head to find a tall, handsome and princely looking boy beside you. “my, aren’t you just dashing?” he grinned, his smile surprisingly charming.
“uh, thanks!” you swore you saw him somewhere before.. yet his name eludes you. maybe on magicam somewhere? perhaps you passed him in a store or something?
“where are my manners? prince nari, student of royal sword academy.” he bowed taking your hand.
okay, definitely not in a store. now that you get a good look, he was in a magazine that vil was reading the other day. you can see why he was the cover.. very radiant in person. his suit was so well tailored, refined. and yet, there was a playful touch to his outfit, small frog-like pins on his pockets.
“there have been so many stories about you! i was absolutely dying to hear them.”
he was certainly a chatterbox. talking your ears off even.
“there isn’t really much to mention.. i mean, not much that’s interesting anyway.” you shrugged.
“is that so? well, what’s life like at night raven? surely you have stories about that, hm?” he asks, leaning in to listen a little more.
“there are a few.”
you told him about the fond memories such as halloweens, holidays, breaks, and just overall fun times at the school. as much as it may suck, there were so many other happy moments to make up for it.
however, a lion from afar hated to see your smile with another. a smug prince with no perception of the real world, somebody kill leona. way too happy for his liking. always effortlessly getting what he wanted without working a day in his life. disgusting.
jack looks at leona, his piercing gaze, narrowed eyes, dissatisfied frown, he looked even more pissed than usual.
“housewarden?” the lion whips his head in his underclassmens direction, his frown shifting to a scowl. “what?”
“is there something wrong with [MC]?” jack questions, taking note of how there was a momentary shock in leona’s face.
“that any of your business, frosh? what’s it to ya?” leona scoffs, cursing himself for being obvious about it.
“when they talk about ya, their face lights up. not that i care, but they seem happy around you.” jack adds, also noticing how leona’s tail began to swish back and forth.
music played in the background, the calm soothing tune reminding you of the elegance of tonight’s ball. “the music is beautiful, no?” nari smiled, looking at you with a gleam in his eye.
just as he took your hand, an arm wraps around you and pulls you into their chest. nari looks to the mysterious figure, his smile widening on his face. “leona! it’s been ages, my friend!” he laughs, much to the opposing prince’s dismay. “wish it were eons.” he mumbled, quietly enough so that he wouldn’t hear.
“wait.. is this the mate your brother spoke of? prefect why hadn’t you told me?” nari gasps, looking to you then to leona. the lion beside you scowls, taking you away by the arm. he ignores the other princes shouts and takes you far away from the snack bar.
“you could’ve let me answer him first.” you scoffed, stepping on his tail. leona winced, suddenly dropping you before catching you last minute.
“don’t even.” the waltz was silent. though, he was a surprisingly good dancer. all that ballroom dancing he must’ve done as a child paid off.
though, you won’t deny he’s rusty. his movements still felt stiff, lazy even. but definitely better than most. a little polishing and he could be a star.
“were you jealous?” you ask, a smug expression gracing your face.
you knew you weren’t going to get a straight answer. not with leona. his pride was too big to admit it but he knows damn well.
he drops you again, a yelp escaping you before he catches you once more. his smirk infuriates you, yet you couldn’t help but laugh in turn.
🍩┊RUGGIE BUCCHI∘˙✩
“OI, HANDS OFF THE FOOD, CHUMP!”
the shrill voice of your companion can be heard from beside you, turning your head to find himself in a heated argument.
“WHO ARE YOU CALLING CHUMP, FURBALL?” a boy shouts back, scowling at the small creature before him. he grabs a tong, taking the last piece of tuna and placing it onto his plate with a glare.
grim lunged at the poor boy, pulling him to the floor. you rushed over, hoping to de-escalate the situation. the one night you had hoped for nothing to go wrong..
as they wrestled, you expertly dissected grim from the fight and held him by his fur in the back. “MYAH, HENCHMAN! LET ME AT EM, HE TOOK THE LAST SLICE OF TUNA!”
grim whined, kicking his feet and trying to throw himself at the poor victim, but you weren’t having it. “HEY, CONTROL YOUR DOG! WHAT KIND OF— ..” mid-shout, the boy paused.
he stares at you, not a word to be said as a small blush crept onto his cheeks. “sorry about him, first formal event. still learning our manners.” you sigh, setting grim down on a nearby seat.
“no, it’s fine.” he mumbles, looking away. he was tall. taller than most. his sudden anger seemed to have dissipated, replaced by the persona of a shy kitten.
“he.. can have it.” he sets the plate of tuna down in front of grim, the direbeast jumping up and mauling it immediately.
“oh, thank you! that’s kind of you.” you smile, making him clear his throat. “ah.. what school do you go to?” he asks, turning to you.
“night raven college. you?”
“nobel bell college..”
“woah, so you’re from fleur city?”
“uhm.. yeah..”
you chat with the shy boy, his confidence building slowly as you interacted. ruggie, stuffing his face with a few foods a couple dishes down, seemed to be frowning.
so unfair. he was going to be your savior and actually share his food, but surprise surprise! fancy boy here had to suddenly get a change of heart.
leona glances down at the hyena-boy, taking into account his clenched fist and tightened jaw. he huffs, hitting him on the back. ruggie yelps, looking back at his upperclassmen with a puzzled look. “AY! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?” he grunts, rubbing his back.
“how ‘bout instead of pouting and looking ridiculous, ya go start talkin. you’re an idiot if ya think they’d fall for someone like that.” leona grumbled, shooing ruggie away with his hand. the second year raises a brow, his frown forming into a smile.
“wow, who knew i had such a considerate senior? shishishishi!” he chuckles, only earning a grunt in response. leona pushes ruggie towards you and the mystery guy. “hm? ruggie!” you call out, waving as he approached.
“heyy, [MC].” he tugs on your arm, dragging you away from the scene. “cmere, i got a super chill spot we can hang out!” he laughs, tugging on your arm.
“huh? what?” you mutter, already halfway across the ballroom. he takes you outside on the balcony, shutting the door behind him with a grin. you raise a brow, feeling suspicious. “hey, what’s up with you?”
“with me? nothin!” he tugs on his tie, loosening it as he leaned against the railing. “just a little stuffy in there. figured i’d give myself some company. shishishi!” he laughs letting the breeze blow through his hair.
taking a peek inside, you noticed students slow dancing with one another. you smirk, tapping ruggie on the shoulder. “hm? what’s up—GAH!”
you tug his arm, just as he did yours, and slow dance across the balcony. though it took him a minute to adjust, he eventually got the hang of it.
he’s far shyer than he’d like to admit, but this dance was the best thing he could ask for.
🐺┊JACK HOWL ˙∘✩
“excuse me, this yours?”
“hm?” a finger tapped at your shoulder, though it felt much more like a claw than a finger. you turn back to see an incredibly tall boy, perhaps even taller than malleus. his bright teal hair and horns made him stand out even more than usual.
in his hand, grim was being held by his tail upside down, wailing about how stingy and unfair the big guy was being. “HE LEFT HIS PLATE OUT! IM INNOCENT!”
you mentally cringed as you grabbed grim, already preparing for the worst case scenario. “oh my gosh, whatever he did, im so sorry.” you groaned, no need for any further explanations considering how insane your companion can be. the tall boy simply laughed, shaking his head.
“nah, it’s fine. you two were the ones who crashed the entrance ceremony, right?” he grinned, pointy teeth poking out from the corners of his lips.
“..well, maybe.” the last thing you wanted was to be reminded of such an embarrassing day on such a formal event. seriously, he just had to bring it up! “embarrassed?” he jokes, raising his brow.
“who even are ya? how do you even know about that!” grim hissed, already developing some beef with the large student. “silas. 2nd year from savanaclaw.” he stated proudly, puffing up his chest. it was funny how you never saw him around considering how much time you spent at said dorm. to be fair though, you never really talked to anyone outside of the trio so maybe it checked out.
looking closely, he didn’t seem to be a beastman.. possibly fae?
“anyways, enough bout me. let’s chat for awhile.” he grins, sparking up conversation effortlessly.
jack stood and watched from afar, his tail swishing slowly. his ears were tilted downward and his eyes were mere slits as he watched you and your new friend closely. it’s not like he’s jealous or anything! he’s just.. worried.
not like he can go up to an upperclassman and just rip you away like that. though he wants to.. for your safety obviously. NOT because he’s jealous.
ruggie scoffed, breaking jack from his blurred thoughts. “hope you don’t think you’re being slick right now, jack. it’s okay to admit you’re feeling that wave of jealousy, shishishi!” the hyena laughs, an embarrassed glare shooting right through him by his underclassmen.
“im NOT jealous! i was just looking over there for a second!” he barked, ruggie looking over with an unimpressed stare.
“i don’t think 5 minutes equals 1 second but whatever you say.” ruggie shrugged, continuing to shovel down his plate. jack sighed disappointedly, turning his back to you so he doesn’t worsen this sick feeling.
without warning, he felt his body moving with a mind of its own towards you. jack’s eyes widened in horror, catching ruggie cackling in the corner of his eyes. “RUGGIE!” he exclaims angrily, bearing the sight of his fangs at the giggly hyena behind him. “you’ll thank me for this, shishishi!”
your eyes peel from silas to the boy approaching behind him, your gaze suddenly illuminating. “jack!” you call out, waving to him. silas turned back, seeing the approaching freshman with a constipated expression. “jack! glad you could join us!” he grins, ruffling the freshies hair. it’s the first time you’ve ever seen jack look so.. small.
the song switched up abruptly, a slow classical rhythm flowing through the halls. people coupled up and fled to the middle, eager to spend this dance with their beloveds.
silas looked at you, smiling before holding his hand out to you. “would you like to..” he trails off, looking over at jack for a split second.
“hmph..” jack huffed, his body stiffening up like a board. his eyes made a quick glance at you, softening at the corners slightly. not just that, jack’s hand was half out before it slowly retracted back to his sides. silas didn’t fail to notice, smirking wickedly. “oh? my bad, man. didn’t realize you already staked your claim on this one.” he teased, earning an offended grunt from jack.
“what are ya talking about? i didn’t claim no one! they can choose whoever they want to spend their dance with!” he scoffed, hiding his face embarrassedly.
your face twisted into a smile, enjoying the way the wolf boy before you looked quite flustered. it was a refreshing sight. “jack?” you murmur, noticing his ears perk up.
he looks through the fingers covering his eyes, seeing you hide an arm behind your back with a hand outstretched for him. “may i have this dance?” you request, taking the first step. he takes your hand slowly, allowing himself to be dragged off by you.
the dance was slow, quiet. no words had to be exchanged after all. the firm grip on your waist and fast swish of his tail was enough for you.
jack wouldn’t know how to say this, but he believes you came straight out of a fairytale. in his eyes, you were his happy ending. the question is, will you let him be your prince charming?
A/N: “temii it’s been a year since the last pa—“ I KNOW AAAAAA IM SORRY 😭😭😭😭 but id rather wait a year for a good idea than feed you guys a shitty one 😓😓
date published: 11/16/25
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divider found here! ┊☆
✧┊MY DEAR!
SUMMARY: how does he behave with a crush? what’s stopping him from professing his love?
CHARACTERS: ace, leona, jade, jamil
GENRE: fluff, light angst, headcanons
WARNINGS: none
NOTES: men who yearn are men who EARN
reader gender is not specified, reader is not specified to be yuu
❤┊ACE TRAPPOLA
ACE WITH A CRUSH..
…would be such a tease. deflecting all his emotions and feelings at you whenever asked a question in order to protect his own heart.
“oh? you want to share food with me? what are we, a couple?”
it’s a bit selfish of him, but even if it gives him a small, even slight sign that you may reciprocate his feelings.. he’ll do it.
ever the hopeless romantic, ace tends to daydream. imagining the days that maybe you do come around and decide to take a chance with a guy like him.. the dates you could have, the time you could spend.. it makes him giddy just thinking about it.
ace just can’t help himself! the longing stares, the jokes, the laidback atmosphere, can’t you just imagine having those days for the rest of your life? hopefully with him?
he’d never admit it aloud, even if it lurks in every corner of his brain, how each beat of his heart screams and begs to be known. it’s not that he doesn’t want to, but that he doesn’t know how to.
you’re just out of his league. not that ace is insecure or anything, but this school is filled to the brim with so many exceptional and talented students and bachelors. movie stars, entrepreneurs, royalty? how is he supposed to compete with that? he can’t. so he doesn’t.
it kills him, but what can he give you that the other guys can’t? the answer is nothing. he’ll never be able to provide you with status that the royals can, he can never give you the stardom the actors can, he can never give you the wealth the entrepreneurs can.
ace doesn’t believe you’d spare a guy as average as him a second glance, so why bother with the chance of heartbreak?
he’s a good for nothing npc who can’t compete.
he’ll stick to his fantasies, to that perfect reality in his mind where he can skip that rollercoaster of emotion and preserve his heart at the risk of losing it all.
🦁┊LEONA KINGSCHOLAR
LEONA WITH A CRUSH…
…would absolutely hate it. he doesn’t hate you, obviously, but he hates how he somehow let his guard down enough to allow you to ignite sparks in his heart. it seemed like one sick joke and this was the punchline.
as soon as he realized what he was feeling, he started avoiding you like the plague. it’ll pass eventually.. he thought, as if never seeing you again will let these aching feelings pass over. in the end, it ultimately ended in failure as he yearned more and more for your company.
it’s subtle, but he’s less snappy with you when compared to others. leona never truly pushed you away, maybe a small remark or two, but nothing too apprehensive.
“stay if you want. not my job to boss ya around.”
he’ll do anything and everything he can to get you to look his way, whether that be showing off his strength in a sly manner or showcasing his brains in a quick game of chess.
if there’s one thing we know about leona? he’s feelings avoider final boss. he’d rather die than openly admit he is in love, which means he’d never ask for advice. maybe it was out of embarrassment, but it is more or less out of pride.
his feelings, the ones locked away and kept deep inside his inner chambers, are encased in a delicate glass casing. they’re fragile, delicate, ready to shatter in a moments notice.
why would he risk such a gut wrenching feeling if in his mind, he doesn’t deserve you? he can’t give you the world if you asked, he can’t pick the stars in the sky for you, cause to him? that’s not enough. what he’ll do will never be enough. he will never be enough. it will never be what you truly deserve.
🐬┊JADE LEECH
JADE WITH A CRUSH…
…would be so infatuated with you. this racing feeling in his chest, pittering and pattering, how could he not be intrigued? he starts following you around more often, literally a leech.
“oya? walking to class? allow me to escort you. what gentleman would i be if i didn’t?”
the origin of his feelings are still unknown.. after all, not long ago did he think of you just to be some pawn in a larger scheme. yet you ensnared his heart and left him bare with these overflowing feelings of pure adoration, he must know more about you.
jade tends to stare, and not in that cute oh ive gotta turn around before they notice stare, but that deep, analytical, i need to know every thing about you kind of stare.
his love speaks volumes, and i mean that quite honestly. just knowing you listen to what he has to say, the things that interest him more than anything, could he fall any deeper for you?
he never even considered such a complex emotion to even reside within him, but even geniuses make a miscalculation or two.
unfortunately, it is a well known fact that eels are cowardly. they hate confrontation and only strike when success is a guarantee. so with jade? he’ll hint, but he’d never act on his feelings until he knows for sure you reciprocate.
even so, there’s an underlying insecurity that he never dares admit. jade puts up a carefully crafted facade, one to gain respect and trust of each character around him. as embarrassing as it is to admit, he created one specially for you, to hide his imperfections.
this mask he puts out is to protect your heart.. or so he tells himself.
what happens if you discover his true nature? would you stop being around him? could he afford to lose such a precious treasure like yourself? would anybody be able to measure up to that pedestal he put you on?
he wants you to see the him he worked so hard to build, to rely and seek out for him. he wants you to reach out for his hand and ask for his help.
🐍┊JAMIL VIPER
JAMIL WITH A CRUSH…
…would be in such deep denial. he couldn’t fathom it at first, falling in love. a waste of time and a nuisance.. it just wasn’t something he thought he’d ever concern himself with.
to think you somehow broke through the impenetrable walls guarding his heart.. truly a force to be reckoned with. however, not only did you destroy all the defenses surrounding his heart, but his mask of perfection.
jamil prides himself on his abilities, even if he doesn’t get to showcase them to their full potential. he knows he’s capable, and doesn’t mind showing off a little if it means he can impress you.
unfortunately, there seemed to be a dire miscalculation he failed to account for.. he was incredibly prone to mistakes around you. it was laughable, he accounted for every possible situation and fumbled the bag each and every time.
he tried dancing to impress you, playing it off as if it were nothing. not only did he trip over his own feet, he fell face first on the ground in front of you.
“i-im fine! i was being reckless.”
how humiliating it was to look like a fool everytime you crossed paths, he should just bury himself under the ground so he’d never need to face it head on ever again.
as much as he’d love to run up to you and pour his feelings out onto a silver platter, to free himself from the restricting confines of feeling the need for perfection or excellence, it was impossible.
he’d be asking for far too much.
if he were to confess, what happens next? at the end of the day, his life is in the hands of the asim family. could he really subject you to such a draining and crushing demand?
it’s for the best if you found someone better. someone who won’t restrict you from achieving your goals, your dreams.
for your sake, he keeps it under wraps, he denies the possibility of a future with you because he knows that you’d be stuck with him in that hell. you deserve to be free, to live your life, to be happy.
A/N: couldn’t decide what i wanted to write so i just did a little dump of ideas teehee
date published: 10/20/25
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☆┊RESPOND TO MY TEXTS!
SUMMARY: how long do they take to respond to your messages?
CHARACTERS: all dorms + rsa, rollo & skully
GENRE: fluff
WARNINGS: none
NOTES: some of these come from personal experience 💔💔
reader gender is not mentioned
SUMMONED SPIRIT
as soon as you hit send, you get a response immediately in return. it’s as if he’s been waiting all day for your text, summoned by the ping of your message. no matter what kind of message it is, he replies in mere seconds. funny video? he’ll laugh on text as loud as he can. need something at the store? already there. need a hug? on his way. he loves receiving these messages from you, and he wants you to know that by spamming your phone with his little replies.
cater, ace, kalim, rook, idia, lilia, sebek, che’nya, skully
REPLIES AT A REASONABLE TIME
he responds within a few minutes to hours. it’s understandable, he’s a busy guy with a lot going on in his life. he does appreciate your texts, your messages of motivation. it does make him feel a little guilty for making you wait for his response, but he makes up for it in other ways. besides, he’d rather be with you in the moment rather than over the phone. not that he doesn’t want your messages! overall, he responds in a reasonable amount of time that’s not too late, but not too soon.
riddle, trey, jack, azul, jade, jamil, vil, neige
REPLIES WITHIN WEEKS
never responds until weeks later. his phone is probably on do not disturb all the time because you swear he never reacts until forever. you could’ve sent him a meme you found funny from months ago and he’ll respond on a random saturday night at 7:47pm with some dry ass response like “haha” nearly scaring the ever loving crap out of you. you love him, you do, but dear lord would you wish he checked his phone once in awhile.. he probably texts like a dry old woman too.
riddle, ruggie, silver, rollo
REPLIES IN PERSON
he knows he can say it over the phone. he knows he can just reply instead of showing up to your doorstep. but he doesn’t want to. it’s wayy more meaningful if he says it to you to your face, right? you open the door, a puzzled look on your face as you see your boyfriend at the door. “i thought the video you sent me was funny.” he says bluntly before stepping through the door and inviting himself in. he finds this as an excuse to see you, to visit you. “you could’ve just texted me.” you sigh, pinching his cheek. he doesn’t care. and honestly, neither do you.
deuce, leona, floyd, epel, malleus
A/N: within weeks one gives me flashbacks im afraid
date published: 06/29/25
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☆┊YOU DREAM OF ME??
SUMMARY: entering the dream world was such a strange feat.. especially seeing yourself in somebody else’s dream.
CHARACTERS: jade leech-centric
GENRE: fluff, crackfic
WARNINGS: you act cringe because jade leech is a cringy guy with wattpad fantasies + BOOK 7 SPOILERS + canon divergence (some dialogue is not exact cause i lowkey forgot, some moments didn’t actually happen, and i shortened it a lil so i don’t have to write too much)
NOTES: while writing this, it turns out someone else had a similar idea so i was hesitant to upload the writing. however, I’ve decided to anyways. that being said, crediting said individual is still in order since they had the idea first.
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reader is g/n, reader is yuu
🐬∘˙
you didn’t expect this. nobody expected this, actually.
jade leech, cunning, observant, quiet, and mysterious. he was one to keep his cards close to his chest and play it safely to ensure the best outcomes. and yet, here we are, in said eels dreams. a look inside of his thoughts, how he truly saw people, how he—
“jade you’re so cool! i love love love love loveeee the way your mind works sooooo much!” a voice, sounding similarly to yours, chimed. “fufu, you flatter me, my pearl..”
your jaw dropped, grims jaw dropped, you can hear idia falling out of his seat from behind the screen, jamil’s eyes had never been opened wider, floyd cringed, silver looked away, ortho could barely compute, and sebek had the most genuine disgust written on his face.
was that you? you thought azul and floyd looked stupid, BUT THAT WAS YOU? jamil slapped a hand over grims mouth, preventing the direbeast from cackling his lungs out at the sight of your pathetic image. “MYAHAHA, HENCHMAN YOU LOOK SO STUPI—“ “keep quiet.” jamil mutters, slightly smirking. you could tell he was also containing his laughter, making your face change in hue.
“eww, no way. i knew jade was all lovey dovey with the prefect but i dont wanna watch it. what a sap.” floyd groans, looking at dream you, real you, then at jade. “i dont wanna watch this either! if you guys are embarrassed how do you think i feel?!” you murmur, hiding your face in shame.
“my pearl, open wide.” jade grins, holding a piece of shrimp in his hands. “oh my, jade you sweetheart!” you giggle, opening your mouth so jade can feed you. idia snickers, holding back a laugh. you can practically see his smug expression in your mind. “he has the fantasies of a trashy middle school fanfiction, what comedy gold.”
silver clears his throat, trying to regain the attention of the group in order to free jade from his dream. while everyone with a logical mind held an equally logical discussion, you, floyd, and grim were too focused on the scene before you. “jade, you and shrimpy should just get married.” dream floyd grins, pushing you two together.
“agreed. you both are a match made in heaven!” dream azul says in between sobs, wiping his tears away with one of his tentacles. “why, what a splendid idea! azul, please make arrangements right away. we shall wed at once, my dear.” jade chuckles, holding you close in his arms. “j-jade!? i don’t know what to say..”
“do you not wish to marry me?” he asks, his thumb tracing your chin. his voice was low, yet soothing at the same time. “it’s not like i don’t want to..” dream you mumbles, avoiding his eyes by looking at the ground with a pout. REAL you, on the other hand, can’t bear the sight of it anymore. neither can floyd. or grim.
“let’s continue to overcome hardships and conquer many mountains together.” jade laughs, pulling you all in by the shoulders. as the dream variants of jades loved ones cheer, floyd swims in and swoops down, attacking his brother and his dumbed down dream him.
“I CANNOT STAND IT ANYMORE!” floyd grunts, scowling at his dear brother, who held an expression of shock. “f-floyd? there’s two of you..?!” he stutters, looking at his dream twin and his actual twin. “they’re mirror images of each other! how can you tell them apart!” azul exclaims, wiping his eyes to get a better look.
“who is this? can i hug you and eat you? hehe.”
“i originally thought you weren’t interested in other people, but you have a limited memory. “i dont eat dance and eat shrimps stuck in between rocks.” floyd scoffs, staring at his dumbfounded doppelgänger. “floyd.. doesn’t eat shrimps.. or dance..?” jade ponders, feeling his mind begin to waver.
“jade! im scared!” dream you screams, curling up in the boys arms. your eyebrow twitches, tired of the humiliation you witnessed thanks to jades horrible imagination. following your impulse, you run out with floyd, despite the shouts of your name.
“PREFECT! GET BACK HERE! WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE YOU TRYING TO ACHIEVE?!” sebek shouts, but his voice falls on deaf ears. he made a point though, what were you doing? it’d be much safer to just stay back and watch this play out, so why the hell are you trying to get involved?! “p-pearl?!” jade gasps, eyes wide in disbelief.
“th-there’s also two of you.? what in the seven is going on here?” he swam back slowly, unraveling the scene before him. two brothers, two lovers (well not officially..), and a whole school of students that seem familiar, but unsure as to where.. you could tell jade was beginning to wake up! it’s only a matter of time..
“jade, don’t be fooled. floyd shouldn’t be that ugly bastard, he should be more innocent and cute. and look at [MC], they love you so much they don’t know what to do with themselves! don’t be tricked by that fraud.” azul sneers, pointing at you and floyd, much to your dismay. just taking a glance at floyd was enough to be able to tell he was this close to breaking every bone in dream azul’s body and frankly you don’t blame him.
“i see.. floyd has been very charming to his relatives and my pearl wouldn’t leave my side so quickly,” jade hesitates, glancing at his two brothers. “i should go. they all really need me.” he smiled politely, swimming towards what once looked like his loved ones, now forming into large piles of dark goo. as jade was nearly consumed by the darkness, floyd swims past quickly. you stood on the eels back, landing a hit on dumb dumb floyd, crybaby azul, and cringe wattpad you.
“I DO NOT SOUND LIKE THAT.” you finally yell, catching nearly everyone’s attention. “it’s no use. we have to help out.” jamil sighs, lifting his magic pen. “let’s go!” silver shouts, rushing into the spot where you and floyd had already began your attack. as the fight rages on, the others serving as a distraction for jade, floyd had continued to land hits on the watered down versions of yourselves with ease before they finally shouted for help.
“it hurts! help us, jade!” dream floyd cries. “rescue us, jade!” azul cries. “oww! protect us, jade!” dream you screams, finally catching his attention. “how dare you! you fake. get behind me, i got this.” jade hisses, attacking floyd directly. you felt your balance falter on floyd’s back, slipping before falling near the vents. “prefect!” ortho shouts, rushing over to catch you til you fell into jamil’s arms safely. “it’s not safe, the vents are crumbling due to the fighting. retreat for now!” he directs, running towards a safer location.
“your carelessness nearly got you killed, prefect.” jamil sighs, looking down at you with a concerned yet tired expression. “sorry, i just couldn’t take it anymore!” you groan, crossing your arms angrily. “you can set me down now, jamil.” you pat his arm, breaking him from his daze. “..right.” he mutters, placing you down gently. they began to discuss different ways to wake up jade, before sebek finally settled on just electrocuting them.
“be careful, sebek.” silver reminds him, patting his shoulder before the boy ran out. “pierce the cloudy sky, lightning! living bolt!”
the tweels stop their fighting, electricity trickling all over their body leaving them temporarily paralyzed and passed out. after a few moments, their eyes fluttered open, being met with millions of other stares. “jade!” azul shouts, pushing floyd at the way with a grunt. “thank goodness you’re alive! i could’ve lost my cute subordinate!” he sniffles, causing jades eyebrow to raise. “..cute subordinate?”
“i’ll cry if jade is gone! don’t go anywhere!” dream floyd sighs with a dopey expression. “jade you idiot! you could’ve gotten seriously hurt and id never forgive you!” dream you sobs, rushing over to hold his hand hastily. “hm. that’s strange. the floyd and azul i know would never say something like that.” jade scoffs, looking at the two with disgust.
“huh?” they gasp, staring at him as if he said something crazy. “was sebek’s lightning so powerful, jade is finally starting to awaken?” silver mumbles, raising a finger to his chin. “awaken.. why am i here in the first place..?” jade groans, recollecting his thoughts slowly. “so.. i am a student at night raven college.. on land? agh.”
“my head feels like it’s going to split!” he winces in pain, holding his head as he shouts. all his memories finally began to come back to him, all the moments he had during the year turning the gears in his mind til he was finally back to his senses. “how could i possibly have forgotten something so important?” he huffs, looking back at the doppelgängers behind him.
“floyd would never act so obedient, he’s much more domineering. azul would give orders to others without putting himself in danger as much as possible.” he pauses for a moment, staring at your fake before shaking his head. “[MC] would have never acted so defenseless. what an embarrassing feat. i was acting quite strange.” jade sighs, turning his back towards the trio.
they had all began to complain to jade, asking why he would believe such fake things. dream you broke into tears, curling in floyds arms with a sob. jade would be lying if he said he wasn’t a little jealous, but it’s not the real you so he’ll hold back. a little. they all clung onto jade, begging him to reconsider his decision before he finally spared them a word.
“can you please not touch me? creepy.” with a quick slash, the floyd and azul clones were reduced to goo. jade looked at the fake you, slightly hesitating at your trembling figure. alas, they were spared no expense and fell back into the darkness, crying his name and dragging out each syllable.
“no mercy..” idia stuttered, chewing on his nail. “he was protecting them with his life, only to end them once he realized they were fake.” jamil states, scratching his chin while replaying the scene back in his head. “scary..” idia murmurs. “finally awake, jade?” floyd punches his brothers arm, earning a chuckle. “yes, thank you.”
they share a laugh before hitting each other suddenly, startling each and every one of you. “floyd, you dare have hurt your own brother? i thought my whole body was going to fall apart. have you no mercy on your own blood? how terrible.” jade wiped away a tear, floyd not buying it for a single second.
“jade leech.” his banter was cut short by the sounds of your voice, your stern tone telling that this will not end well for him. “w-why, [MC]! how might i be of service.?” jade smiles, remaining his composure well. “don’t “how might i be of service” me! you have some serious explanation to do once we’re out of this stupid dream.” you scowl, staring him down with an intimidating glare.
jade, seemed unfazed. he was certainly embarrassed, but who is he to let it show? “oh dear, is it quite wrong for one to dream of their mate while asleep?” he shakes his head, catching you off guard. “mate?” everyone collectively questions. “uhm, yeah. do you guys not notice?” floyd scratches the back of his neck as if it were the most obvious thing.
what the hell is he talking about? mate? what.. when? that’s.. it’s not possible. “what are you on about, leech?” you sneer, causing him to grab your hand with a smile. “would you care for me to show you?” he grins teasingly, pulling you in til you rested on his chest. “hey! why you—“
“enough. you two are more than free to discuss this mishap after malleus is defeated. right now, we’ve got bigger problems to focus on.” jamil frowns, separating you two from each other. “..right. im not done with you yet.” you glare at the eel in front of you, much to his amusement. “i look forward to it.”
despite the topic being held for later, you couldn’t help but let jade’s words and fantasies linger in your mind for a moment longer. the statements he had said, the actions he had performed, all of it made you feel.. special.
“he dreams of me?”
A/N: i got lazy at the end whoops. anyways what if i write a jamil one?? double anyways what if jamil and jade love triangl— *gunshots*
im not used to writing long fics for characters by themselves and i think you can tell
date published: 8/22/24
© temiizpalace — do not copy, steal, or put my work into ai. thank you!
❥┊OPERATION: ANNIVERSARY
SUMMARY: you two decided to celebrate your anniversary every month. it was his turn to give you a gift, and he had nothing prepared for you! out of panic, he searches for backup. operation: anniversary!
CHARACTERS: first years
╰ ˙∘ …
GENRE: fluffy fluff with a side of fluff and fluff on top
WARNINGS: none
NOTES: pairings were randomly selected by wheel for more interesting interactions + lots of "ily's". please enjoy!
reader is g/n, reader is not specified to be you
❤┊ACE TRAPPOLA
ace huffs, staring at the chocolate that’s been resting in the fridge for what felt like ages.
fiddling with the nicely wrapped ribbon, he stares at the calendar blankly, dreading the upcoming days. “oi, ace. this entire week you’ve been spacing out in the middle of cleanup! housewarden will have our heads if the kitchen ain’t spotless.” deuce grits his teeth, brushing the dust from the floors into a dustpan.
“shaddup, deuce. can’t ya see im busy?” ace huffs in response, brushing his companion off with a frown. peering over his shoulder, deuce narrows his eyes and looks to ace, brows furrowed. “did you even get them anything back?” he asks, setting down his cleaning supplies off to the right. ace remains silent, wiping an imaginary sweat off his brow.
“not cool, ace.” he scoffs, causing ace to jerk his head back with a defensive expression. “im working on it! just you wait, my gift will be so good it’ll knock all competition outta the water!” he declares, storming out of the room with the chocolates in hand.
laying still on the couch, ace groans as he racks his brain for ideas, feeling lost and hopeless. “urrghh, why..” he mopes, putting a pillow over his face with a solemn sigh. love was such a struggle.. gifts were never this hard, so why was he overthinking it so damn much? somedays he wish he could just suck up these stupid feelings and toss them out to never see the light of day.
“woaahh, did somebody die in here?” cater exclaims, looking at ace’s lifeless body. he takes note of the chocolate resting in the first years hand, his mind putting the pieces together with a cheeky grin. “were those from [MC]..?” he asks, leaning against the armrest.
looking from behind the cushion, ace looks to cater’s face, then to the chocolate. with a slight blush, he covers the exposed parts of his face with his hand and grumbles. “so what if they were?”
“your monthly anniversary is soon, yknow. got anything planned?” the same damn question. ace frowns at his upperclassman and sits up. for once he doesn’t say anything, only earning a raised brow from the boy across from him. pulling out his phone, cater opens up magicam and plops himself next to ace.
“heree~☆! check out what’s trending for some fresh inspo!” cater grins, scrolling through the reels and reels of videos in the #anniversary tag. all the videos were nothing short of extravagant, insanely thoughtful acts of love to their partner. ace’s brows knitted together, side-eyeing cater.
“and how am i supposed to pull any of that off?” he scoffs, crossing his arms and leaning back. cater tuts, wagging his finger. “silly ace.. the trick is to show your love in your own way,” he explains with a wink. “your love is uniquely yours, and the ways you express it are accustomed to you. if [MC] really likes you, then any act of love you give them will be enough.”
sitting there for a moment, ace thought cater’s words over carefully. “uniquely mine..” he whispered, staring at the ground. with a small pat on the back, cater stands upright and waves as he exits. “i’ll be in the rose garden. text if ya need anything, kayy?”
ace has yet to budge from his spot, resting his chin on his hand. “uniquely mine, huh?” he repeats, images of you flashing across his mind. he smiled softly to himself, taking a glance at the chocolate in his hands. with a slight chuckle, he gets up and walks towards sam’s shop. “this love stuff stinks.” he murmurs with a grin.
❥˙∘ ✦
“this is for me?” you ask, holding the item in your hands. it was encased in a small velvet pouch, the material feeling very nice in your palms. you were surprised at how fancy this packaging was considering the one giving it to you was ace of all people. “yeah, yeah, sure. consider this a repayment for last celebration.” ace shrugs, trying to act nonchalant about this exchange.
he tried to mask the beating sound of his heart, desperately praying you were unaware of the way you make his heart race increasingly fast. you open the pouch to find a keychain. there were small charms on it, but the one that stood out to you the most was the ace of hearts charm hanging in the center. he averts your eyes, whistling as if he didn’t plan all this with a light blush on his cheeks.
you stare at it in the light, a smile forming at the corners of your lips. “ace..” you begin, trailing off, unable to find the words appropriate enough for your gratitude. “no need to thank me, i know, i know.” he smiled triumphantly, making you laugh.
“..i’ll cherish this.” walking over to him, you were going to pull him into an embrace, but he beat you to it. “thank you.” he murmurs softly, a contrast to his usual sarcastic tone and remarks. his voice was genuine, laced with raw emotion. patting his back, you smiled at him in response. “love you.” you coo, making his ears red.
“love ya, too.”
♠┊DEUCE SPADE
deuce sits at his desk, crumpling another piece of paper for the nth time before tossing it into the overflowing trash bin.
his side of the room was littered in tossed sheets of paper, looking like a madman who has yet to find a plan. to be fair, that was not far-off. deuce sighs as he lifts the parchment in the air to get a better look, smiling to himself proudly. it was then did he notice the small mistake on one of the letters, causing the poor boy to furrow his brow and crumple the paper. he tossed it, letting it join the rest of the stack.
ace kicks through the sea of discarded letters, frowning as the pile seemed never ending. “aagghh, couldn’t ya at least try to be neater, deuce?” he whines, picking up a letter and uncrumpling it to reveal the messily written handwriting.
“dont!” deuce shot upward, yanking the parchment out of his roommates hand and tearing it to shreds. “GAH—!” ace exclaims, holding his hands up in defense. “whatever, it wasn’t decipherable anyway.” he huffs, scratching the back of his neck. “look, we both know your tryna write to [MC]. just put down anythin, they’ll probably lose their mind over it anyway.”
deuce shakes his head, staring down at his recently written letter. rereading it in his head, he can’t help but feel unsatisfied, like something is missing from it. “but i don’t wanna give them a half-assed letter.. what if they don’t accept me? is this even enough to repay them?” he murmurs, holding it tightly to his chest. he felt he’ll never be able to give you enough, to repay you in a way that’ll truly reflect his love.
ace sighs, patting his friend on the back. “this might come off as a sick joke, but i do know one guy that could help.. just.. don’t freak out about it.” deuce looks up at ace, a look of expectance on his face. “thanks, man.”
..what?
deuce finds himself in front of idia’s room, contemplating as to whether ace was actually pranking him or if this was genuine advice. well, idia is an upperclassman.. surely he still has some advice to give. but then again, the guys a total shut-in. just as he was about to turn and leave, ortho chimes in from around the corner.
“deuce spade? what are you doing here!” he cheerily asks, catching deuce off guard. “ortho?! is your brother here?” he asks nervously, earning a nod from ortho. “yeah, he’s inside his room! we can go in together.” without giving deuce a moment, ortho is already knocking.
“ortho?” the voice from behind calls out. upon entry, idia is hunched over in his seat, one foot on the chair as he types away on his monitor. “deuce spade came to visit you, big bro!” ortho exclaims, causing idia to freeze. “..what..”
deuce waves awkwardly, clutching the letter in his hand tightly. “ace told me you could help me with something..” he murmurs, scratching the back of his neck. “..ya sure your not getting pranked?” idia sighs, narrowing his eyes at the boy across him. “even if he is prankin me, i’ll show him who’s the fool!” deuce grits his teeth, directing his frustration towards the redhead.
“what do you write to someone on their anniversary?” he asks straightforwardly, making idia’s eyes widening. “wh-what? and you th-think id know?! does it look like someone like me would have an anniversary?!” shaking his head, idia rolls back on his chair before hitting the wall. racking his brain for ideas, deuce tries to find ways to convince idia to help him. deuce was stubborn, and he doesn’t appreciate quitters.
“..ace said you of all people should have the most experience! you're a gaming guy, this is completely in your turf! shouldn’t you have years and years of knowledge?” deuce mentions, practically tooting idia's horn. he looks up from his curled position, letting the first years words register. his ego is boosted, confidence running to new heights. idia smirks, brushing off his shoulder. "well, i guess i do know a thing or two about romance.."
"im familiar with all the fan ships in games and manga. call me an expert." deuce lets out a sigh of relief as idia took the bait, rushing over to his desk to immediately ask for help. that was too easy.
❥˙∘ ✦
"[MC]!" deuce calls out, rushing over to you with a shout. you turn around in a hurry, noticing the poor boy out of breath. "deuce!? is everything alright?" you ask, suddenly getting an envelope shoved in your hand. "here!" deuce bows, giving the letter to you with two hands. "..what's this?" taking the sealed letter from his hands, you look to him as if asking to open it.
he nods in response, watching intensely as you unfolded the letter.
'dear [mc],
i dunno how 2 start this but thanks for the chocolate. you somehow made it exactly how i liked it and i thought it was really good. today, i wanna repay you for everything that you do for me cuz you really really deserve it. for our anniversary together.
every little thing about you, i want to celebrate on this day. ill return my feelings to you tenfold and promise you the awesomest day ever. we can do anything you want and maybe take a ride on my blastcycle after school. if you want i can bake you a cake as an even bigger thank you for today too. there's nothin out there that can really show my feelings so i hope this letter is ok
what im tryna say is thank you for everything. let me be the one to do something for you today and show you how much i really really like love you. happy anniversary to us ♡
-- deuce'
the handwriting was shaky, and dare you say this letter was awkward in some places. despite that, you can't help the heat sneaking up on your cheeks, the dopey grin on your face that says it all. deuce fidgets in place, his hands forming knuckles before finally breaking the silence. "th-the letter is pretty stupid anyway! here--let me just take it back!" he quickly exclaims, reaching for the letter before you hastily avoid his grasp. "no way!"
you instead grab the arm that reached for the letter and brought him into an embrace instead. he stands there, dumbfounded for a moment. "its perfect, deuce." you smile as he returns your hug, squeezing you tightly.
no words needed to be exchanged at that moment. the calm silence filled the air as you both keep your positions for a few moments more.
🐺┊JACK HOWL
mindlessly watering his cactus, jack's thoughts seemed to wander.
your monthly anniversary was just around the corner, yet he had no gift for you. he was disgusted with himself.. he had the whole month to think of something, anything you might like, yet he had nothing. what a sign of weakness, he thought, frowning as he set down the watering can.
during his reps, he barely kept count. all he thought about was what he could get you.. yet the feat seemed impossible. would anything he give even be good enough? the chocolate you gave him was great, amazing even. all his questions led to more questions, then even more questions.
not to mention during class did he look more sour than usual. students nearly paved the way as he passed through the halls, wondering what the hell put this guy in such a foul mood. "jack?" epel calls out, snapping jack out of his week long daze. "is everything alright? you looked seriously more intimidating today an' yesterday." epel shakes his head, trying to guess what this was about.
"..it's nothing." jack sighs, crossing his arms and walking far past epel before the interrogation could even begin. he can't handle this right now. nothing a good run can't fix. thankfully track and field met today, maybe then will he be put back to normal.
however, he still felt lost the entire time. not once has he ever felt this way before, the feeling is foreign. he has received chocolate, but never from someone he truly fell for. the unfamiliar feelings swallowed him whole, drowned him with uncertainty and confusion. he scowls as he ran, accelerating faster and faster after each lap. deuce notices jack acting more off, furrowing his brow during the break.
"jack!" deuce shouts, alerting the beastman. "what's going on with you? for the past month you have that same blank look on your face." he shrugs, watching as jack averted his gaze. "it's nothing." he states, ready to end the conversation before suddenly getting stopped by deuce. "it's not nothing! something is bothering you and keeping aint gonna do anything!" deuce exclaims confidently, practically forcing jack into a corner.
"..it's not any of your business." jack grits, trying to find a way out. "is this about [MC]? yknow, after the chocolates?" deuce mentions, causing jack to practically freeze in his tracks. "i told you it wasn't any of your business." he huffs, turning his back to deuce.
"if you're worried, im sure they'd be happy with anything you get them! even just being around you makes them happy, so don't beat yourself up over it!" reassuring the lost beastman, he pats jack on the shoulders and throws him a thumbs up. oddly enough, jack felt slightly relieved. knowing at least somebody had his back put him at ease, nodding his head at deuce's advice.
"okay, gotcha. thanks." with that quick talk, jack is already back to running. his pace is back to normal and his expression had been reverted to its previous glory. the track team sighs in relief, celebrating deuce for bringing their star back down to earth.
❥˙∘ ✦
"jack, this is so cute!" you squealed, grasping the silver wolf plushie in your hands tightly. he crossed his arms, staring at the space above your head rather than right at you.
“this is what i owe you after last month..” he murmurs, causing you so smile slightly. “mhm, your tail is wagging.” he tries to hide it, grabbing it to prevent it from moving rapidly. jack grumbles something under his breath as his face started to heat up.
“thank you.” pulling jack close, you wrap your arms tightly around him. he flinches, trying to find a reaction. gently, he returns the hug. his ears twitch, tail wagging and brushing against your leg. jack smiles, staring into your eyes.
“this was the least i could do for you. after everything.” he brushes against your cheek with his finger, unable to hide his loving gaze. “i love you, jack.” you coo, squeezing him tightly.
“love you too.” he whispered, kissing the top of your head with a lovestruck grin.
🍎┊EPEL FELMIER
epel scratched his chin, glaring at the mirror with intensity.
“dangnabbit.. stupid, stupid..” cursing himself for forgetting such an important day, epel stewed as he started scratching his scalp, racking his brain for even a faint idea. “nahh.. maybe— no..” he murmurs, shaking his head on occasion.
the chocolate you made him was delicious, he ate it all in one sitting! he was thinking of making you some back, but he’d hate to recycle your ideas as vil said it “wasn’t romantic enough.” salty about that comment, he didn’t dare ask his housewarden for help. but the gift completely slipped his mind, and now he was empty handed. “arrrgggghh… what a load of—”
“epel.” a voice breaks through the boys mindless sputtering, jerking his head towards the sound of the voice. vil stood there with a raised brow, silently demanding epel to stop scratching his chin. “are you trying to get acne?” he sighs, massaging his temple.
epel moved his hand back to his side, mumbling an apology before turning back to the mirror. “are you positive you don’t need my help?” vil frowns, crossing his arms at the helpless first year in front of him. “dang right.. ahem, i mean, im positive.”
vil shook his head. “right.. i have an errand for you to run.” he holds up a list and places it in epel’s hand. it was folded neatly and pristinely, but crumpled in the first years hand. “hah?”
“rush to octavinelle and pick up the items on the list. jade or azul should meet you there.”
unfolding the paper, different types of makeup and skincare products were listed below. “..don’t they run a restaurant?” epel frowns, raising his brow. “don’t underestimate azul’s desire for sponsorship.” vil notes, rushing the boy away.
walking down the halls, epel found himself spiraling back to the original problem. his brow is furrowed, trying harshly to concentrate and find something that was worthy, truly worthy of you. “..nah that won’t do either! what would gran think if i couldn’t impress ‘em?” he grumbles, looking around the lounge.
floyd looks over one of the booths and grins as he saw epel enter the lounge. “guppy!” he exclaims, startling the poor first year. “gah! floyd!”
“what brings ya to the lounge?” he asks, circling epel like a small piece of prey. brushing imaginary dirt off his blazer, epel sighs with a frown. “actually, i was looking for—”
“jade or azul? they’re plannin in the VIP lounge. this about beta fish’s studs? stuffs right here.” he holds up an elegantly patterned paper bag, purple streaks resembling seaweed and shells printed across. “ah, thank you.”
“you good, guppy? your face is a lot more frowny than usual. seriously, kinda cringe.” floyd shrugs, starting to loose interest. “what?” epel scoffs, shaking his head trying to stay polite. “argh, i mean, yes im fine, thank you.” he nods, gripping the bag tightly.
tilting his head, floyd stares unconvinced. “you suck at lyin. tell me! tell me! tell me!” with his interest piqued once again, floyd starts circling epel once more, giggling and grinning foolishly. “hey! i told ya it’s nothin! leave me alone!” epel tried swatting the eel away, but his efforts result in vain.
“tell me! tell me! tell me or ill squeeze the answer outta ya.” with a sudden shift in tone, from playful to murderous, he throws the first year a deadly glare. epel freezes, biting back his insults.
“fine! it’s [MC]..” he mumbles, looking to the side with embarrassment. “i dont know what to gift them.” he sighs, picking at his chin again. expecting floyd to leave disinterested after getting his answer, epel is taken aback as he heard said eel blow a raspberry instead. “pssshh, that’s easy.”
“..huh?”
“lemme guess, you wanna do somethin over the top or whatever?” he asks, clocking epel. “wh— so what if i did, hah?” epel retorts, looking to floyd with a glare.
“well the answers right under ya nose, silly! tadaaan, cooking!” floyd reveals, smiling with a dopey grin. “cooking?”
“geez do i gotta spell everythin out for ya? just cook em something and they’ll be all over ya. easy as that.” floyd states matter of factly, now looking at epel with disinterest. “this is gettin boring. later.”
and just like that, the large twin disappeared into the kitchen.
epel scratches the back of his neck, beginning to loose himself in thought. he wasn’t familiar with any types of fancy cooking, mostly things like one pot stews at home..
however, his last dish during the culinary crucible was a major success, he’s definitely got this in the bag so long as he puts his mind to it.
and besides, he’s always wanted to take you back to harveston for a second time. a nice home cooked meal? doesn’t that scream married couple?
❥˙∘ ✦
as you entered the dorm, you were hit by the smell of familiar spices and seasonings, thrown in with a hint of crisp fresh apples. smells like harveston, you thought, smiling fondly to yourself.
epel pops out from behind the corner, dressed in a nice apron while holding up a pot of stew. the top was still bubbling, steam clouded his face but not enough to hide his blooming smile. “you’re finally back! take a seat, i made stew!” he leads you to the table. it was decorated, albeit clumsily, but much nicer than how you left it.
“what’s gotten into you?” you laugh, taking a seat across from him. epel sets the pot onto the table, scooping a generous amount into your bowl. the carrots have been chopped in the shape of hearts and apples. “hah? don’t tell me you forgot!” he pouts, acting as if he wasn’t distressed for the last month.
“monthly anniversary? helloo?” he cracks some pepper on the top of your stew before sliding it in front of you. “hmm, so you did remember.” you smiled, seeing as he looked to you with mock offense. “ya think i’d forget or somethin?!” he exclaims, now wondering if he came off wrong this entire time.
“relax, relax, just teasing. this smells great, epel.” you grin, grabbing your spoon, eager to chow down on the goodness before you. “thanks! it’s a recipe meemaw taught me back home. she said i was basically a master at it.” he huffs triumphantly, puffing his chest up with pride.
you take a bite of the piping hot dish. flavors exploded on your tongue, the familiar and warm feeling exactly what you needed after such a long day. “feels like home.” you murmured with a smile, looking at him with a soft look in your eyes.
epel couldn’t help but blush, taking your free hand and squeezing it tightly. “happy anniversary.”
⚡┊SEBEK ZIGVOLT
sebek grumbled angrily as he kicked at the dirt beneath his feet.
he had been tasked with the duty of shoveling the horse dung into a pile. normally, he’d take such tasks with pride! being the one assigned by riddle to take care of such a strenuous and laborious task? why this must be complimenting his strength and stamina. (literally nobody else wants to do the job) ((nobody is more eager than him to do it)).
however, something was off about today.
“sebek, is everything alright? i’ve noticed you’ve been.. quieter than usual.” riddle asks, glancing at the pouting first year. his brow was furrowed and his glare was harsher than usual. anyone with a right mind would back away from such an intimidating figure. sebek shakes his head. “yes, im perfectly fine!”
the reason for sebek’s dismay wasn’t because of poop scooping duty. no, he had not the faintest idea on what to get you for your once-a-month anniversary. it felt like anything he could do has been done already. chocolate? check. cooking? ..ehh. restaurant date? check. he picked every standard date there was possible, but he was afraid nothing was enough to WOW you.
he grimaced as he imagined you growing bored and moving on, leaving him for another. he couldn’t even handle the thought, shaking his head aggressively before slapping his cheeks to snap out of it. silver and riddle jump slightly, unaware of the poor boys internal torment.
“sebek. you’re gonna scare the horses.” silver sighs, brushing the stallions mane. “agreed. not to mention, this behavior doesn’t exactly scream ‘perfectly fine’ to me..” riddle frowns, trying to grab the shovel from sebek’s hand. “might i suggest taking a break to clear your head?”
sebek frowns at the thought, the mere idea of being useless. “i can assure you, everything is alright! your concern is not needed.” he huffs, yanking the shovel back into his hands. continuing to scoop with agitation, riddle felt himself growing more irritated.
if there was anything anyone knew about sebek, if you were a superior he respects, he’ll follow your words to the letter. “sebek. by my order as a housewarden, i demand you to take a walk!” riddle shouts, forcing sebek to freeze. “b-but—”
“did i happen to stutter? housewarden’s orders!”
though they didn’t share a dorm, sebek wouldn’t dare disrespect his upperclassman. reluctantly handing the shovel to riddle, he’s shooed away to take a stroll in the nearby thicket. grumbling words to himself, he leans against a nearby tree and looks up at the sky.
his weakness was showing. he’s gonna be left behind. countless words stirred in his head, brewing and lingering doubts and negative thoughts.. it was beginning to grow overbearing.
gripping the thing closest to him, there was a soft squish before realizing it had stained his hand. “grrk! by the seven..” he grumbled, looking at the mystery plant he had just killed.
“oh dear, that was a hydnellym peckii..” a familiar voice sighed from behind, making sebek jolt. “a-a what?!” he exclaims, turning to see jade leech.
“also known as a devil’s tooth or bleeding tooth mushroom.. fufu it’s quite fascinating.” he chuckles, resting his hand on his chin. “..that is, before you had squished it.”
“bleeding tooth?!” sebek frowns, wiping his hand against the bark. “by no means is it poisonous, just incredibly bitter.” jade notes, picking up the remains of the fungi and placing it into a small plastic baggy.
“never mind that, what brings you to the forest, sebek? are you also out foraging?” the eel asks, smiling in anticipation. “no, i am out here clearing my head!” he exclaims, nodding affirmatively.
jade raises his brow, but chooses not to comment. “i see.. it has been known that you’ve been much quieter lately,” jade notes, thinking aloud. “could it be perhaps something is troubling you? we are always free at the lounge if you require assistance. fufu..”
narrowing his eyes at the vice housewarden, sebek scoffs. “i would rather not get myself involved in your dorms shady deals! my issues are entirely personal!” sebek retorts.
“yes, yes, about [MC]?” jade asked nonchalantly, catching the poor first year off guard. “where in the world did you obtain such information?!” he shouts, hiding the blush on his ears. “fufu, word happens to travel fast is all.”
“argh..” before commenting once more, sebek thinks about it for a second. jade, while shady, has always presented himself as a gentleman. even with his distaste, it is true he may be able to learn a thing or two.
“..you’re correct. if i have permission to ask, what would one gift their partner on a special occasion?” sebek asks, making jade smirk.
“are you willing to pay the price if i were to answer?” he asks, not willing to let a good deal go to waste. “would foraging for your fungi suffice? lilia had trained me to be able to search for plants and resources in the wild on my own.” sebek offers, not wanting to waste time with jade’s banter. pleased with his offer, jade nods.
“my, what a generous offer.”
“natural beauty is all around us. though most flora happen to ward us away, the most dangerous are also the most enchanting,” jade starts, leaning down towards a flower hidden in thorns. he picks it, holding it to the light. “additionally, the language in which nature speaks is endearing in its own right. each plant houses its own meaning, its own definition in a gift.”
“it all belies on how you choose to gift it.” with that, jade slides the flower into a small booklet and gives sebek a nod. “if you are in need of more advice. you may visit me in the lounge. i must take my leave now.”
jade leaves sebek in the forest alone, wading in his own thoughts. gazing down at the grass beneath him, he picks at the small flowers growing down below.
❥˙∘ ✦
“sebek, this is beautiful!” you squeal, holding the extravagant bouquet of flowers in your hand. sebek smiles proudly, blushing from ear to ear. “this flower exclusively grows in briar valley. i can assure you you’ll find nothing of the sort anywhere else.”
the sticks were less like branches and more like thorns, rigid and sharp at the ends. however, blossoming white flowers adorned the bouquet, leaving you breathless as it glowed in the darkness of the nrc halls.
“i love them, thank you sebek.” you smile, pressing a kiss to his cheek. he clears his throat, trying his best to not act shy.
“take this as a token of my gratitude, my eternal love. i will forever be in your debts and will cherish time we will and have spent. most of all,”
he brings you close, holding you in a tight hug.
“happy anniversary, my love.”
A/N: this was supposed to be the white day fic,,,,,,,, honestly i was gonna just scrap but i was halfway done with jacks so i tried salvaging it. sorry if it’s off in some parts. anyway hiii.
date published: 05/05/25
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☆┊HEAR ME OUT CAKE
SUMMARY: the first years try out the hear me out cake challenge.. it doesn’t go exactly to plan.
CHARACTERS: first years (-sebek) [mostly jack x reader centered]
GENRE: crackfic
WARNINGS: cursing
NOTES: this was funnier in my head
reader is g/n, reader is yuu
✧˙∘
jack stares at the messily frosted cake on the table.
“so sebek isn’t here.. because?” he asks, glancing at ace. “because sebek is a buzzkill and will probably blab on and on about how we didn’t put his liege on this cake.” ace retorts, adjusting the camera.
“right.. how do we play?” deuce asks, raising a brow. “you basically just state a crush that you have and put their cutout on the cake. we don’t have cutouts, so im not sure why we have a cake..” epel shrugs, glancing at the cake.
“not just any crush! it must be completely ridiculous. that’s the fun in it all.” ace exclaims, his signature smirk discomforting the rest of the group. “ridiculous.. like how?” jack asks.
“just play.” ace huffs, fed up with this game of 20 questions. “i’ll start! judy hopps.” ace grins confidently, crossing his arms while receiving strange looks. “..she’s a rabbit.” deuce frowns, already judging heavily.
“yeah? and jack here is a wolf.” ace retorts, receiving a nasty look from jack. “that’s completely different.”
“whatever, whatever, my turn.” epel snickers, laughing to himself. “barry b. benson.” he cackles, getting even worse looks than ace. “THE BEE?” deuce exclaims, slamming his hands on the table. “isn’t he in a relationship..?” jack adds. “and you guys thought mine was bad?” ace pouts, glancing in their direction.
“that’s the joke! it’s supposed to be absolutely insane, forbidden. what’s the fun in takin’ it seriously if we’re supposed to hear each other out?” epel explains, earning a nod from ace. “..this is stupid.” deuce scowls.
“fine! you’re skipped! jack?” the wolf boy remains silent. “isn’t this.. morally wrong? i mean, you guys are talking about literal animals, married individuals..” he asks, getting a dead stare from ace and epel.
“i forgot he wasn’t just a jock, but a goody goody too.” ace sighs, shaking his head. “i’ll go again!” he chimes, seeming suddenly enthusiastic. leaning on the table, ace stares deuce dead in the eyes. “dilla spade.”
the boy opposite of him flinches, not wasting time to slam the table with more force than he had before. “THATS MY MOM.” he shouts as ace cackles in the background. epel erupted into a fit of laughter, earning a nasty look from deuce. lunging forward, he grabs ace by the collar and is now fully in delinquent mode.
“WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YA, HAH?”
sitting in silence, jack finds himself lost in thought. insane.. ridiculous..
jack sits up, readjusting his position. “[MC].”
the room freezes, exchanging looks with each other before glancing at jack. “..[MC]? like, the prefect [MC]?” epel raises a brow, looking at everyone else in the room. "insane and ridiculous, right?" jack repeats, his expression deadpanned.
deuce lets go of ace's collar and stays silent, unable to find the proper words. "you have no idea how rude your statement sounds right now.." ace sighs, unsure as to what expression he should make.
"jack, please elaborate more on this hear me out.." epel asks, pitting jack as the center of attention.
"how about we never talk about this again." jack grumbles, hiding his face in shame.
looks like they won't be playing this again anytime soon.
A/N: filler fic!11!1!1! sorry for being missing during february, exams are starting again and i really need to prioritize right now. that being said, as an apology for missing valentines, im working on white day fics rn! please enjoy this filler before it finally gets posted!
date published: 03/11/25
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★┊"THANK YOU FOR PLAYING WITH ME.”
SUMMARY: you lose the marbles game, lookig at jamil one final time.
CHARACTERS: jamil viper
GENRE: angst, squid game au
WARNINGS: mentions of death, gunshots and cursing. spoilers for squid game season 1. please read at own risk.
NOTES: my friends wanted to watch squid game together and there is material to work with. please enjoy, this idea was fun, despite not being much. (readers player number was selected randomly).
reader is g/n
★˙∘
you watched as your marble rolls across the field, only falling slightly behind jamil’s. staring at the small ball, you smiled to yourself, turning to jamil who couldn’t bear to look at you.
his head was turned, looking toward the wall. he should’ve known. of course they’d pit allies against each other, making them turn against one another all for the sake of cash, it was inevitable, you could see it from miles away.
..and yet, he still fell for the stupid trap. he clenched his fist, cursing himself. why.. why did he feel so strongly? strongly for someone he had met recently? it’s dumb, idiotic, and foolish.
so why?
“jamil.” you call out, making him flinch. failing to respond, you call out once more. “jamil,” you smile, putting the bag of marbles in his hand. “you win, you’re one game closer to traveling the world!” hearing your voice, there was a certain contempt within it, like you’re satisfied with the outcome.
that tone infuriated him, causing him to grit his teeth. “you..” he mutters, turning abruptly and grabbing your collar. jamil nearly slams you against the wall, eyes holding a certain look of pure fury. “..you tried to lose?” as he raised his voice you flinched, not expecting the outburst.
“you’re fucking serious?! you’re just giving up?!” he shouts, scowling and shaking you back and forth. you hadn’t expected such a reaction from someone as calm and composed as jamil, so seeing him like this was certainly a shock.
during every game, he had kept a straight face. you admired him for this, keeping so collected and straight faced, even in the face of death. yet, here he was.
he shoves the marbles back into your hand, glaring at you with a hardened expression. “..throw it again.” he demands, his hands shaky. you stare at the bag in your hands, void of any look of sadness. “i lost.” you shrug, holding the bag loosely in your hands. “i said throw it again.” he hissed, his grip on your collar tightening.
you chuckle, slipping the marbles into his pockets. “even if i did, id still lose.” he bit his lower lip, trying to bite back his hurl of aggressive pleads. “why..” he grunts, his voice cracking.
“why?” you repeat, moving your hand to hold his. “..you deserve to win. you had ambitions, hopes, dreams, it inspired me.” you state, holding his hand in a tight grip. “i had nothing outside of these games. nothing to win for.”
“don’t say that.. don’t you dare fucking say that,” he quivers, shaking his head. he choked back the tears threatening to spill, shutting his eyes tightly as you pat his back. “..maybe, in another universe, we’ll be able to travel the world together.” you pull him in, feeling his hands move from your collar to wrapping around you.
“we can’t be together in this universe, but perhaps in another, we’ll be able to do so much more.” you eye the guards approaching giving jamil one last squeeze.
they pull him away, his back turned from you. the guards approached you, but before they pulled the trigger, you decide to deliver your final words. “jamil!”
he freezes, as do the guards.
“thank you,” your eyes crinkle, eyes watering as you began.
“thank you, for playing with me.”
taking your final breath, the guards placed the weapon to your head. jamil flinches as he heard the gunshot, wiping his tears as he walked away. he couldn’t turn to face your lifeless body.
ah, he realizes why he liked you so much now.
you were the only person willing to understand him. the only one who saw him, to lookout for him. for once, he actually dreamed. even in these terrible games, you were a beacon of hope he could follow in these dark times.
you taught him how to dream.
PLAYER 298, ELIMINATED.
A/N: guess which death this is based on lol im not coping you are lol (tbh not exactly what i expected but it’s almost 1AM and i am writing this all on memory and caffeine) anyways how do we feel abt the angst fic
date published: 01/11/25
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ෆ HAPPY NEW YEAR ෆ
just wanted to wish everybody a happy new year! a little nervous for 2025 but i hope to continue writing fics that you all may enjoy. thank you for the previous year, it really made a difference in my life.
☆┊GINGERBREAD MEN
SUMMARY: someone made gingerbread men! you’ve decided to share it with a special someone of yours. how do they eat it?
CHARACTERS: all dorms + grim (-ortho)
GENRE: fluff, crackfic-ish
WARNINGS: cursing
NOTES: debated between this and an angst fic but im feeling festive and holly jolly so you got the fluff this year. merry christmas!!
reader is g/n, reader is yuu
EATS THEM LIKE NORMAL CAUSE THEY’RE “JUST COOKIES”
whether they’re in shape of a man or round, a cookie is a cookie. does it matter where you bite first? no! not like it has feelings—stop. he’s not heartless, these stupid cookies can’t feel anything. does not appreciate the way you look at him with a slight frown. he’ll acknowledge the fact they are more than regular cookies, does that satisfy you? please just say it does. you want to make houses for them too?! sighhh… get him the kit from the kitchen..
riddle, trey, leona, jack, azul, jamil, vil, malleus, sebek, silver
BITES THE HEAD OFF FIRST
snaps the head off and starts grinning like a fool. will literally INSIST it’s the most efficient way to eat gingerbread men and is not willing to reason. since he’s so mature, you’ve caught him one time biting the head off then putting the cookie back on the plate with red icing oozing from the top. nooo… he didn’t do that. the cookie was just bleeding, that’s all! don’t look at him like that, let him have fun. anyway, if you’ll excuse him. this plate of gingerbread wasn’t going to eat itself and these guys must be rushed to the guillotine. which was his mouth.
ace, jade, epel, idia
BITES OFF THE ARMS AND LEGS SO THEY “SUFFER FOR THEIR GINGERBREAD CRIMES”
if only you could paint a picture of the scene you had just saw. he throws the cookie onto the plate, interrogating it with questions straight out of a detectives movie. abruptly, he picks the poor cookie up and snaps off all its limbs, leaving the head before smiling at it wickedly. as he heard your voice, he turned suddenly. uhm.. you didn’t see that. he was just uh.. asking questions. to be fair this man owed time. wait, DONT YOU DARE TAKE PICTURES OF HIS SHAME. HEY! GET BACK HERE!
deuce, cater, floyd, rook, idia, lilia
POPS THE ENTIRE COOKIE IN THEIR MOUTH, SOMETIMES SEVERAL AT ONCE
feels like staring at a chipmunk. you had just watched him massacre what could’ve been an entire village of gingerbread men in less than 20 seconds because he thought it was funny. felt no regret whatsoever and will not hesitate to do it again. you try to explain to him why eating it this way was probably not a good idea, but fuck that!! who cares!! it’s christmas which means every man for himself!! and then he choked on cookies for 10 minutes so good luck to you, prefect.
ace, ruggie, jade, floyd, kalim, epel, lilia, grim
A/N: sorry, got busy again this month lol. here’s a xmas special to make up for the disappearance. merry christmas!!
date published: 12/25/24
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☆┊MAY I HAVE THIS DANCE?
SUMMARY: many heroes wished to share this dance with you, yet you chose him.
CHARACTERS: HEARTSLABYUL
GENRE: fluff
OTHER: heartslabyul savanaclaw octavinelle scarabia pomefiore ignihyde diasomnia
NOTES: thank you for an entire year, tumblr! as celebration for my first anniversary, have a small mini scenario as a token of my gratitude.
reader is g/n, reader is yuu
PROLOGUE ☆˙∘
excitement fluttered within the confines of the classroom. a nationwide gala was being held this evening for students all over twisted wonderland, and this years selected host was none other than the prestigious night raven college. you couldn’t help but feel a little nervous with how everybody spoke of such an event.
even if dances weren’t your thing, it was still worth it to go, right? “myah.. what’s with all the blabbering? it’s just a borin stuffy ball, right? all ya do is stand around for hours. i can guarantee ya not everyone’s gonna have a dance partner.” grim huffs, beginning to grow annoyed with the gossip.
“well, there’s going to be food from all over the region. at least then we’d have something to do, right?” you grin, your partner in crime suddenly very excited for the dance. “why didn’t ya start with that?! we needa go prep our outfits right now!”
evening came sooner than you anticipated. as chaotic as nrc was, somehow this was 10x as lively as usual. everybody had spoke with someone new while you were stuck at the snack bar with grim. a new face appears, wishing to have a small chat.
🌹┊RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS∘˙✩
“so you’re the magicless prefect, hm?”
a young boy leaned on the table, his unexpected presence startling you. “and you are..?” you question, curious as to how he knew you. he looked unfamiliar, but you couldn’t help but notice his pristine and well dressed appearance. he was handsome, certainly.
“where are my manners? amias reinheardt, a pleasure.” he smiles, bowing slightly before you. “i have heard lots about you, meeting you in person is truly an honor.” the way he spoke so highly of you was flattering, it was almost too much. but all his praise leads back to the same question: how does he know you?
“it’s nice to meet you, but how do you know me exactly?” you ask, raising your brow. “you’re quite popular. my classmate neige had many things to say, i just had to meet you myself.” he chuckles, and suddenly it clicked. classmate? “you’re from rsa?”
“correct you are.” he chuckles. now it all made sense. he was surprisingly chatty, but not in an off putting way. it was actually nice having someone not stuffing their face anytime you tried to talk to them. however, your chatter and laughter caught the attention of a nearby redhead.
“riddle, calm down.” trey sighs, seeing as riddle grit his teeth from afar. “what are you on about, trey? i am perfectly calm.” unfortunately, riddle was not raised as a good liar. “just go up to them, im sure it’s fine.” the boy in glasses sighs, adjusting them so they don’t fall off his face.
“it’s rude to interrupt conversations, you know.” riddle frowns, crossing his arms. despite his attempts to act unbothered, his gaze would still find its way back to you. seven why must you do this to him?
maybe he should just go over there. why fight it if there’s nothing to gain but seething jealousy?
a slow song starts to play, students suddenly stopping and taking their partners to the floor. amias paused as well, looking to you with a small smile. “oh? prefect, shall we?” he holds his hand out to you, waiting for you to take it.
riddle, on the other hand, was not going to stand for that. “[MC].” riddle struts over, causing you to whip your head over in his direction. “riddle?”
“may i have this dance?” he puts a hand behind his back, bowing slightly while reaching out for you. “pardon?” amias interjects, looking to riddle then back at you. “i believe i had asked first.”
oh. taken aback by their sudden proposals, you had to take a moment to ensure this is reality and not some weird vivid dream you were apart of.
you hesitate for a moment before taking riddle’s hand. “im sorry amias..” you mumble, shooting him an apologetic look. “don’t be. maybe someday..” he trails off, watching as riddle led you to the dance floor.
“at least try to be more cautious around strangers, prefect. not all of them have good intentions.” he sighs, waltzing you around the ballroom. his movements were refined, not perfect but not imperfect either. he made sure not to step on your foot no matter how bad your dancing may be.
“oh come on, he wasn’t a bad guy. maybe you’re just jealous.” you laugh, his silence a clear enough answer for you. his cheeks were red, but it was far too endearing.
“i wouldn’t want to share this dance with anyone else, riddle.” you hold a firm grip on his hands as you spoke, unable to hide your own flustered expression in turn.
“..im happy to hear that, [MC]..”
❤️┊ACE TRAPPOLA˙∘✩
“you [MC]?”
you turn to find a short boy invading your personal space, taking a few steps back to get a clear view of him. “uhm.. yes? and you’re.?” you answer, confused. his outfit was a tad disheveled, like it was barely put together. there were wrinkles and folds in his suit, but he had an odd charm about him.
“alan. alan fletcher. upcoming star player for rsa’s basketball team.” he grins triumphantly, his expression almost cocky. “ohh, i have a friend in basketball!” you reply, making the boy flinch.
“what?! err i mean, i heard a lot about ya. popular dude from school talks about you sometimes.” he shrugs, like he was reading your mind. you were just about to ask how he knows you!
“well there’s not much to know about me.” you laugh awkwardly, fiddling with the ends of your sleeves.
“yeah right, you’re from a different world! cmon, talk about it! im curious. what’s different there?” he asks, leaning on the table. it’s been awhile since you’ve last got to talk about home. with all the chaos at nrc, you’ve almost forgotten you’re trying to look for a way back.
“i guess there are a few things.” you chuckle, causing the boys heart to flutter.
ace frowned from afar, an unfamiliar feeling of jealousy coming over him as he stared. “ACE, THATS WAY TOO MUCH PUNCH! STOP POURIN.” deuce yells, his cup overflowing and spilling onto the tablecloth.
ace looks to deuce. he was absentmindedly scooping punch into his cup without realizing it. “gah, we need napkins! professor crewel would kill us if he saw this.”
while deuce was fretting over the spill, rushing over for napkins or any cloth he can find to mask the spill, ace felt lost. has he always been this jealous over you? i mean, sure he’s given a few dudes the stink eye every now and then, but this felt different.
the song changed abruptly, everyone now finding a dance partner or stepping off the floor. alan looks at you, waiting for you to say something. you try to avoid his gaze, his stare beginning to grow unsettling.
breaking the silence, alan spoke. “hey, do you wanna—”
“yo! [MC]!” ace shouts, running over to you with a cheeky grin. “been lookin for ya. cmon, let’s dance!” he grabs your hand, pulling you towards the middle of the ballroom.
“what?! hey!” alan calls out for you, but by the time you turned around to apologize, he was already out of sight.
you frown at ace, to which he scoffs in return. “what?”
“that was a bitch move, ace.” you pinch his nose, causing him to wince in pain.
“OW! look, we can apologize later. shut up and dance for awhile!” he chuckles, spinning you around.
“thought you were gonna dance with deuce. you jealous?”
“..i said shut up dance.”
(deuce was pissed to see ace leave him with the stain but at least you’re having fun).
♠┊DEUCE SPADE∘˙✩
“are you the student with no magic?”
a boy in a tacky looking hat smiled at you, making you stare for awhile before finding his eyes. aside from his hat, his suit was quite.. eccentric. colorful, for sure. somehow it all tied together, but he would most definitely stand out in a crowd. “i am..” you nod slowly.
“the names thistle!” he grinned, holding his hand out. as you reach out to shake his hand, he pulls a rose out of his sleeve and hands it to you elegantly. somehow this guy reminds you of a certain somebody in pomefiore.. interesting.
“are you familiar with che’nya? i know he sneaks onto your campus at times.” he laughs.
“i see him at unbirthday parties. didn’t know he talked about me so often.” you chuckle, finding the thought flattering.
“he tells me you’re from another universe. care to talk about it?” he asks, resting his chin on his hand.
“hm.. to kill time i guess.”
deuce stared at you, his expression blank and empty. you were laughing and having a good time, he should be happy, right? why does his heart ache so much?
seeing you with a rose in hand and a huge smile on your face would be such a breathtaking sight if it weren’t for who was next to you.
ace took notice of deuce’s expression, or lack of thereof. he smirked and nudged him gently. “looks like the prefect is hot on the market.” Ace teased, a cocky grin on his face.
deuce shoots him a glare, suddenly frowning at his partner in crime. “shut up! they can talk to whoever they want! im not jealous.” he huffs, crossing his arms.
“i never said anything about jealousy. yeesh, lighten up.” ace holds his hands up in defense, backing away slowly. “if you’re really upset just go talk to em. im sure your presence is welcomed with open arms anyway.”
“you think so..?” deuce felt his eyes lighten up, his gaze averting back to you.
the ballroom crowded to the center, students finding their partners to dance to the slow rhythm. thistle looks at you, putting his hand out. before he can even ask, a loud shout from across the ballroom stops him in his tracks.
“[MC]!!” deuce sprints over, stopping in front of you while panting for breath.
“deuce?! where did you—”
“WOULD YOU LIKE TO DANCE WITH ME?” he asks in between breaths, eyes shimmering in a newfound confidence. realizing he sounded a little pushy, he finally regulates his breathing and asks once more.
“uhm— i meant uh.. may i have this dance.?” he holds his hand out, bowing slightly before you.
you look to thistle, he smiled and gestured for you to take deuce’s hand. before taking off, you mouth an apology before turning to deuce and bringing him to the center.
“you didn’t have to run, yknow. i would’ve turned him down anyway.” you laugh, noticing deuce’s stiff movements.
“s-sorry. i guess i was just scared.” his dancing was robotic, missing his steps constantly. he stepped on his foot, but you managed to pick up the slack.
“ah! sorry!” he mumbled an apology, to which you grin in return.
“don’t worry, we can work on your dancing together. how about next week?”
“r-really?”
“really. consider it a date.”
“A DATE?! oh, i mean— sure. sounds good!” despite deuce’s attempts to seem calm and collected, he couldn’t hide the dopey grin spread across his face.
♦┊CATER DIAMOND˙∘✩
“so it’s true! nrc does have a student without magic!”
a startling shout from your right catches you off guard, turning to meet a rabbit beastmen with a huge smile. he wasn’t really wearing a suit, more of a vest. it wasn’t buttoned up all the way, but you must say he had really nice hair. looked so smooth.. “uh, tadaa?”
“what’s your name?” he asks, looking at you intently. “what’s yours?” you asked in turn, putting a hand on your hip.
“woah, woah, i asked first didn’t i?”
“well you initiated the conversation.” you shrug.
“alright, alright. im timothy parker, and you are?”
“[MC], nice to meet you.”
“i’ve heard so much about you from a friend of mine! we should get to know each other! have you played 20 questions?” he was a quick talker, you barely had time to reply before he talked about something different.
“i think ive played before.” you recall, nodding your head. “cool! ill start then!”
cater watched you, two drinks in his hand held firmly within his grip. he wasn’t one for jealousy, but something about this guy doesn’t sit right with him. his expression was usually so well hidden, but he couldn’t hide his frown. riddle took notice of cater’s dismay and raises a brow.
“cater, the drink might spill if you hold the cup so tightly.” riddle sighs, catching the attention of the boy beside him. “whoopsies! sorry, riddle! got a little distracted, haha!” he tries laughing it off, but that only makes him less believable.
“is something bothering you?” riddle questions, crossing his arms while looking in the direction cater was staring at.
“nope! don’t worry about it, cay-cay is fine!” he gives riddle a wink before walking towards you with a smile. “[MC]! heyy!”
you turn to see cater approaching, flashing a smile before waving enthusiastically. “cater!” timothy looks over, his smile faltering slightly at the sight of a new face.
“timothy, cater, cater, timothy.” you introduce them to each other. both boys stay silent for a moment before breaking the silence with a few casual greetings and fake smiles.
“hii! names cater, [MC]’s bestie!” cater hands you a drink, to which you eagerly accept. “hello. im timothy.” he replies dryly, much different than the way he greeted you.
the conversation flowed normally, though you chose to ignore their obvious distaste for each others presence. such cheery guys choosing to hate each other instead of bond, it made you kinda sad.
the music shifts to a slow song, cater immediately looking at you with a smile. “[MC], wanna dance?” he asks before timothy could, not failing to see his frown. cater put out his hand, gesturing for you to take it.
you felt your cheeks warm up. you put your drink down to hold his hand as he takes you away from the snack bar.
“isn’t this fun!” he beams, waltzing around with you. “i should take a photo!”
“if you do, you should send it to me. we can have matching profile pics.” you laugh, twirling him around.
“that’s so cute! smile for the cam!” he holds his phone up, snapping a quick photo of you two together. he posts it quickly, putting a string of emojis on the caption before putting his phone away and spinning you both around the room.
your smile means the world to him. it always will.
he didn’t want a viral post, he just wanted to keep your smile preserved for all time.
♣️┊TREY CLOVER∘˙✩
“boo!”
you jump, turning to find a floating head beside you. that head looked familiar. “che’nya?”
“meow how’d you guess?” suddenly, in the blink of an eye his full body appeared. his outfit was definitely not up to dresscode, lots of patches stitched onto an already brightly colored vest. it does suit him, but it feels like you were flashbanged.
“just a hunch. did you need something?” you ask, only to be met with his usual catlike smile. che’nya looked somewhere, grinning mischievously before averting his attention back down at you.
“wanna see a trick?”
“uh, sure?” and with that, he pulls out a deck of cards. he gestures for you to take one before suddenly changing the deck into a full tea set.
laughing in amusement, trey couldn’t help his heart from singing. why did his damn friend need to tease him like that? he clenched his fist tightly, feeling a little embarrassed for being jealous like that.
“trey-trey, let’s take it down a notch! che’nya’s just playing!” cater reassures his friend, patting him on the shoulder. trey sighs, adjusting his glasses properly.
“i know.. i shouldn’t even be jealous. it’s not like we’re together or anything.” he laughs awkwardly, making cater tut in response.
“don’t you see the way they look at you? when they bake with you it’s more than just being a helping hand, yknow?” cater crosses his arms, causing trey to stiffen.
“huh?”
“enough chit-chattt, let’s go join their convo!” cater drags trey to the snack bar, actively ignoring his protests and obvious refusals.
the melodies of slow violin play across the ballroom, students around beginning to slow dance.
“now’s your shot! go!” cater shoved trey towards you with great force. trey nearly fell to his knees but he managed to find his balance before he embarrassed himself.
“GAH!”
che’nya smirks, pointing behind you. “what?”
“trey?!”
“[MC],” trey puts his hand out for you. “may i have this dance?” a small smile hinted at the corners of his lips, you swore butterflies began to erupt in your stomach.
“it’d be an honor.” you take his hand, leading him away to the middle of the floor.
trey was surprisingly good at slow dancing. much better than that time with the ghost bride. “taking dance lessons, clover?” you ask, laughing as he averts your eyes.
“i’d rather not humiliate myself for a second time, haha.” he chuckles, swaying you around.
“i was honestly a little jealous seeing you have a good time with che’nya.” he admits, in which you burst into laughter in return.
“whys that? im sure you know he was just playing?”
“you can never be too sure.”
“don’t worry trey, this dance was reserved for you.”
“that’s reassuring to hear..”
A/N: names for these NPCS were harder than the actual fic 💀💀💀
date published: 11/27/24
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