in which idia just need to do something. anything!
it’s been a while since you first stumbled out of the coffin and into twisted wonderland, but life at nrc has turned out to be better than you’d expected. you’ve found yourself a rag-tag group of scrappy friends, experienced the whole isekai, fantasy storyline, and lived to tell the tale.
you’ve found your place in their little society, as the outgoing prefect that’s friendly with first years and housewardens alike, and everyone in between
besides the whole magical realm thing, life is simple. you go to class, you take care of grim, you smile and wave as friends walk by, the works
it feels like there’s always a group of people smiling and laughing around you, from group projects in class, club meetings, scarabia parties, the lunch table, and everywhere in between, you’ve always got people casually chatting with you
it’s during one of these moments that you’re sitting with the other first years around a table at lunch, just letting the conversation flow between you
at some point, one of ace’s humble brags turns to the rest of the group teasing him about his ex “girlfriend,” quickly morphing into a lighthearted conversation of the boys’ nonexistent love lives
“well, y’know, prefect, i’ve never heard you mention dating anyone in the past?” deuce, being the clueless curious guy he is, turns to you, suddenly realizing that he’d never heard you talk on the subject
once the nods and words of agreement slow, you speak up, laughing at the group’s investment in your history with relationships. “well, i obviously haven’t dated anyone here, but i never really dated much in the past either. it just wasn’t that appealing at the time.”
various reactions appear throughout the group, finally setting into a shared air of further curiosity.
ace pipes up again, “but why, though?? that just sounds boring”
once the shared looks make their way through the rest of the group to turn back to you, you decide to briefly entertain him, “i guess i’m kinda just picky, honestly. i want the guy to come up to me and say how he feels and stuff. i don’t want ‘em to be all passive and stuff, cuz then i feel like i’m doing all the work otherwise. it’s kinda stupid, i know.” you just say it how it is to you, not really watching for any of their reactions in particular
that’s most of the reason why you don’t notice that ortho hasn’t been as talkative as usual. (it just seemed normal to you, he is a robot, after all, so he’s not particularly worried about the whole dating thing)
the conversation keeps moving, and lunch passes just as usual, along with the rest of the day.
as you’re walking back to the dorm, accompanied by another group of smiling faces, you’re blissfully unaware of two brothers talking about you, out of sight, out of mind
ortho happened to drop your preference onto a very nervous idia right at the end of a conversation, making the older of the two practically lose it in the moment
as he’s leaving idia’s room, ortho casually calls out to idia, “oh, yeah, btw, the prefect mentioned today that they prefer when people are more straightforward with their feelings. everyone was making fun of ace for…” ortho keeps going for a minute or two, but idia is no longer listening. you like people that are straightforward and brave enough to say what they’re feeling?? idia cannot do that.
he’s barely been functioning with this silly crush of his. you’ve really only interacted a handful of times, and never really 1v1. you’ve always been the center of the crowd, and the only reason idia ever met you when because he was forced out of his room by ortho!
he’s a nervous, anxious recluse, and he never interacts with you alone and for more then a few seconds. but, even under those circumstances, you were always so happy and kind to him, even when he so clearly is trying to escape.
idia is embarrassed that it took so little for him to start shortcircuiting over you, and he’s just been waiting for more of those little moments to randomly happen. he can’t take the initiative! that’s for extroverts, not shut-ins like him…
plus, who even know if you’d even like somebody so introverted like him. he really didn’t know what he’d do if he managed to muster up the courage to even talk to you, much less confess, only to be met by any form of rejection. he’s way too scared for that.
of course, if it were up to him, idia would rather secretly pine for you forever than tell you his feelings and risk rejection, or worse: public humiliation. but, alas, the universe has different plans.
(it’s ortho. ortho has different plans)
so, all of a sudden, after a mysterious “minor magestone power mishap,” idia finds himself outside of the safe haven of his room, and out in the real world (nrc’s campus). whatever will he do???
(it’s hide. he’s gonna hide)
but that never works forever, and ortho knows him too well. before long, he finds himself out in the open again, now joined by ortho.
so, now, idia is roaming the campus, after classes have ended, just dreading the moment he sees anyone. he’s not prepared to talk to people, especially not on such a short notice
he reluctantly follows ortho through the halls, staying alert for any unexpected npcs that may come his way
as the brothers turn the corner of the hall, ortho perks up a little, calling out to someone ahead of him. idia follows his gaze, only to find you, walking out from the last class of the day, dragging a clearly hangry grin by his scruff
“oh, hi ortho!! and idia, it’s nice to see you!” you give him the nice, kind smile, instead of looking through him as some others might. “i was just going to meet everybody at ramshackle. i thought you were already there, ortho?”
ortho fills you in on the whole minor maintenance thing back at the dorm, and how he’s bringing idia out. without a moment’s hesitation, you tell them both to come back to ramshackle and join the rest of your group for games n food
idia almost says no, almost sputtering out a stupid excuse about something fake, only to remember ortho’s words from earlier
in a small, nervous voice, he barely musters up the courage to accept the invite, saying something about not having any other option with the dorm closed
before anyone else can respond, grim escapes from your hold, sprinting away, yelling something about how “the great, powerful mage requires tuna” or some other hangry comment
and so, idia finds himself sitting on a dusty ramshackle couch, as ace, deuce, and grim are running around the common room, with sebek yelling loudly and jack pinching his nose while you just laugh at it all. idia’s definitely out of his element, but he can’t help but let a small, genuine laugh out at the sheer tomfoolery of the situation.
you turn to him, lips still curved into that signature smile, “hey! you finally laughed!” you’d been watching his reactions? why?
it was such a quick moment, quickly interrupted by a can of tuna hitting you square in the chest, making you join the fray of chaos in front of you
idia’s left to grapple with the idea that you’d been noticing him, even when he wasn’t a part of the immediate chaos at hand
he, naturally, keeps spiraling as time goes on, occasionally being interrupted by silliness around him, like epel going full country on sebek are the croc fae yelled something ? (idia has completely lost track of what’s happening here tbh)
naturally, the group settles down to chat over snacks, no longer running around and kicking up dust everywhere as a temporary truce is formed on the name of food.
somehow, idia finds himself pulled into the conversation by you, of all people, and maybe with some nagging from ortho
eventually he finds himself sincerely invested in one of ace’s (admittedly stupid and hard to believe) stories, once again laughing along with the group, and he even finds himself talking some himself
as time goes on, and faces disappear, whether because of curfews or guard obligations, or whatever, idia finds himself talking more, yapping with…. wait… oh crap… he’s talking alone… with you??? and you’re not telling him to shut up?? or giving him weird looks??
he even thought you looked a little… happy? interested??? no… it can’t be…
all of a sudden, he freezes, it’s like the blindfold has been removed and idia is suddenly realizing everything that’s happening
he’s panicking, what if he said something stupid, or weird, or you thought he was a complete loser?
the silence stretches on, until you finally start laughing quietly, a smile once again gracing your face
now, he’s quickly rambling and apologizing for talking so much, only to realize that you’re laughing just a bit more
“idia, it’s nice to see you taking so passionately. i didn’t know you could be so confident talking about things. i’m having fun just listening to you, don’t worry.”
he’s come to his senses, now realizing that he’s intruding in your home late into the night
“i should- umm… probably get going. i don’t wanna stay too long, y’know, max out the save file” he starts to move to leave, trying to plan out how the end scene for this will go
“well, idia, you should come out more, you’re pretty fun”
you found him fun?? that’s not what he expected at all… he thought you’d see him as tedious… he’s not really sure where to go from here…
ortho’s words once again flash through his mind, making him pause once more
“are you sure? i thought i’d be annoying or weird or something…” idia trails off, waiting to see if you’d take it back
“no, of course not! to be fair, no one really tops ace in terms of annoying, but that’s not what i think at all. i don’t see you out much, but i always enjoy it when you show up, even for a little while. you’re always welcome when i’m around” you give him that sweet smile once more, and idia’s brain short circuits and sparks a little
all common sense and prior knowledge goes out the window, and it feels like he just starts picking all the wrong dialogue options.
“i-i like coming out here and… being with you, too…! i-i.. u-umm… i think it’s really fun… a-and you’re really fun… and nice… and… u-umm…” he stutters, voice going small, talking real quickly until he trails off, until he finally, in a really small, high voice, quickly admits, “andiummreallylikeyouandiknowitsweirdbutummmyeahpleasedonthateme…!”
he hides his face, hair as pink as his hidden cheeks, and he quickly moves away and tried to step out ramshackle’s front door.
he’s almost successfully escaped, until he feels your hand on his wrist, both pulling his hand front his face and him back closer to you.
a small, gentle kiss is pressed to his red cheek, making him gasp, almost shutting down as you smile at him, starting to close the door.
“come by tomorrow, m’kay? i don’t mind. actually, i’d like you to.”
you give him that signature, bright, outgoing smile that everyone knows you for, your eyes squinting as you wave goodbye to him, closing the door gently
sevens, he’s so screwed tomorrow. he’s definitely used up his courage meter for the next week…
likes, reblogs, and comments are much appreciated <3333
i hope you enjoyed and lmk what you think!!
and, for those of you that are coming here from the vote, i’m thinking of doing a version with jamil (he got second and i lwk want to show my boy some love) what do we think??
i’m currently in the process of writing another idia fic, and my phone has decided to exclusively correct his name to india. and ortho’s name to orthopedic. this fix is taking twice as long to write bc of this alone.
damn you autocorrect >:(
^^actual photo of me rn, writing this fic on my phone with gel x nails on
Apparently some people still need to hear this so: using an 'ai checker' is still using ai. If you are feeding someone's fic to one of these checkers, you will still not be sure their fic is ai because they are not 100% accurate, but you can be 100% sure that you are using ai. For fic. Furthermore you are doing the work of an ai scraper for them. You are, personally, feeding the machine. There is no actual excuse for using an ai checker on fanfic as a hobby. YOU are the problem.
If you think a fic is ai, mute it and move on. That's it. That's all you do.
I’m so sick of AI fics, please at least tag it as gen AI so we all know and can filter that tag out or block you. Listen AI is unethical, it’s plagiarism, it’s a plague.
I don’t want to start naming names but I will if I see you post another AI fic. It’s not a real fic if it’s made using AI.
Request by @jakiicomics:
Hiya can I ask for a request can you do like the other overblot boys and that the scenario is that they were making out with there s/o and things were getting heated with the smooches 💋 until like BAM 💥 someone interrupted them and like what would there reactions be plus would they still continue even after hehe 😜
P.s I hope you accept lots of love 💖💖💖💖💖
Warnings: Kind of suggestive; not explicit, just a lotta kissing and intimacy. Also Rook is outright stalking you both in Vil's.
(GN!reader)
RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS
• Riddle is actually a pretty romantic guy in private.
• Of course, in public, he has both his image and the rules to uphold. I'm not sure if the Queen of Hearts' rules have any restrictions on PDA, but even if they don't; the school rules almost certainly do. He'll still touch you, it's just kept very proper.
• I don't think he's quite as uptight in private as I may have been tempted to originally think. I still think he's clueless, but he's not a brick wall, either.
• So, yes, inexperienced kisser for obvious reasons. You'd probably have to take the lead, which he'll let you do, because he just isn't sure what is and isn't acceptable. He'll mirror your actions - if you hold him, he'll hold you back - and before you know it, he's actually learning.
• He was just about getting the hang of it when you two were interrupted by-- "Whoa."
• Riddle's eyes snapped open in an instant, meeting Ace's wide-eyed, jaw-dropped expression. He takes a second too long to actually push you off of him, his face burning as the first year continues to just stand there in shock.
• "Get OUT!" Riddle shrieked, and that seemed to snap Ace out of whatever daze he was in, because he raised his hands in surrender and slowly backed out of the room like he was trying to escape a wild animal.
• "Don't EVER come into my room uninvited! Have you any clue how rude that is?!" - "Dude, I'm sorry!" - "A-and the audacity to just stand there and gawk-- if you tell anyone, Trappola, by the Seven, I won't just be using my Signature Spell to remove the head from your shoulders!"
• Just when you think Ace is finally leaving and Riddle is going to close the door again, the boy just had to get one final quip in. "Didn't know you had it in you."
• Riddle turns impossibly redder at that and marches right back out the door to chase Ace down, and you sit with your head in your hands, knowing you'll have to continue where you left off some other day.
LEONA KINGSCHOLAR
• Leona, despite spending most of his days lounging around, is near constantly stressed out and exhausted. Of course, he's got his Dorm to fret over, as well as the Spelldrive team, but most of it comes from being way too in his head and having no-one around to take him out of it.
• This changes in a relationship, and I have no idea what the popular consensus is on Leona as a boyfriend; but I see him as surprisingly clingy.
• Not in public, but I mean that whenever you're around him, he'll pull whatever tricks he has to in order to make you stay. He's a terrible influence on this front because he will encourage you to skip classes and any other responsibilities too.
• Leona is honestly kind of manipulative lmao. If you two are cuddling and you need to leave, his strategies for making you stay vary. Sometimes he'll try to act "cute". I mean talking very softly in your ear, suddenly deciding he wants to lay his head on your chest or in the crook of your neck (and he's just sooo comfortable now, please don't disturb him), big cat-like stretching, intentionally swishing his tail a bit, overall playing it up in the hopes of tempting you into staying for longer. And no, he does not feel any shame about this.
• Other times, he takes a more direct approach. Why would you ever choose to go to your boring-ass classes over making out with your very attractive boyfriend? Do you like history more than having his tongue in your mouth? I didn't think so.
• The problem with doing this in the botanical garden is that it is a very public and easily accessible area. And there are certain people who know they can find Leona there.
• "Leonaaa! C'mon, time to get up, you've got-- Oh."
• Leona turns his head, keeping his arms around your hips, not bothering to move you off of him. He sighed, exasperated. "Leave, Ruggie."
• "Shishishi, no need to get all aggro on me! I'm only here 'cause you're gonna miss another Alchemy class - not like I could've known you were getting busy in here."
• Leona scowled, and to your surprise and slight mortification, he grabbed your face and went right back to kissing you as if there wasn't a live audience stood right there. Thankfully, this seemed to have the desired effect, because the next thing you heard from Ruggie was a loud "ew, man! Fine! No skin off my back!" Followed by him quickly scampering away.
AZUL ASHENGROTTO
• Azul is a lot of fun to distract.
• He doesn't mind having you in the same room as him as he goes through the Mostro Lounge's necessary paperwork for the day, he's good enough at multitasking that he can usually hold a conversation with you while he works. But when it's been a while since he's last looked up at you, maybe you start to feel a little neglected.
• You move your chair closer to his and he goes stiff for a brief second when you rest your head on his shoulder, but relaxes soon after. Just as he starts to write again, you snake your arms around his waist, lips pressing against his neck.
• He goes still again, face burning up as he tries to look like he's casually re-adjusting his glasses. "What are you up to?" You don't miss the way his voice wavers, and he finally meets your eyes, blushing more at the realisation that you've been staring at his face.
• "You're not paying attention to me." Azul gives a shy little laugh at that, turning around in his chair to face you. "Well, I am now."
• You kiss him, and he kisses back, either pulling you closer to hold in his lap or, if you're taller than him, being the one held in yours. Things were just barely getting started when you hear the door creak open and he shoves you away in record time.
• "Oh my," Clearly his save didn't do much though, because Jade can still see the two of you standing there red-faced and dishevelled, and puts the pieces together on his own. "I'm sorry, am I interrupting something?"
• "No," Azul claims, fixing his glasses that were hanging lopsided on his face. "What do you want?"
• "Oh no, I'm sure it can wait until you two are done here. Clearly this is more important than customer feedback." - "Jade, just tell me what it is." - "It is not as if Floyd and I were working ourselves to the bone running the Lounge in your absence while you were busy entertaining yourselves in here." - "Jade."
• By the way, yes Jade will tell Floyd about this, and no you both will never escape the teasing.
JAMIL VIPER
• Jamil is often too busy to have as much alone time with you as he would like, and given a lot of his job is dedicated to making sure Kalim doesn't die, he can't really afford any distractions. Though he has absolutely considered leaving the Housewarden to his own devices for a while so that he can sneak off to be with you, the fault would be entirely on him if anything did go wrong, so alas.
• Still, there are moments where he can have his guard down. As long as there's no threat of any potential danger, and his work then more-so becomes making sure the dormitories are clean. He really would much rather be spending his time with you on the occasions you visit the Scarabia dorm though, which is why he doesn't complain when you shove him into a nearby broom closet, close the door behind both of you and start kissing him.
• He knows he can't remain in here with you for long, so he's making the most of the time he does have. Jamil likes to be the one taking the lead, so that's exactly what he does, and no words are exchanged as he passionately steals kiss after kiss from you, with a kind of hunger you've seen on him plenty.
• The problem with getting too lost in the moment, is that neither of you notice the footsteps approaching the broom closet until it's too late and the door opens, revealing none other than Kalim.
• Jamil detaches himself from you, practically hugging the wall behind him to put as much distance between the two of you as possible, as Kalim's expression morphs quickly into one of pure shock-horror.
• "SORRY!" He yells, far too loudly, and Jamil winces at the thought he may have alerted some of the other students. Kalim slams the door again, though you can still hear him behind it. "Sorry! I'm so so sorry!"
• Silence falls then. Jamil sighs, running a hand down his face. Thinking you were alone now, you whisper, "So... You wanna keep going?"
• Before Jamil can answer, there's a knock on the door of the broom closet. "Jamil, can you give me the brush and shovel from in there? You can just slide it under the door if-"
• "Kalim! Go away!"
VIL SCHOENHEIT
• This actually happens quite frequently to the point you don't even question it anymore.
• It doesn't matter how private you two think you're keeping it. You could be in his room, knowing for certain that there's no urgent business or anything that can interrupt you, and you could even be absolutely sure that nobody saw you entering the Pomefiore dormitory and making your way to Vil's quarters.
• Because as you're on his bed, back against the headboard as he straddles you, you have full view of his bedroom window behind him. Usually, you wouldn't be looking anywhere but his gorgeous face; but you can't help it when you notice what look like a pair of eyes standing out amidst the trees and the dark of night.
• Your stomach drops and he seems to notice your gaze has drifted elsewhere. He turns around himself to see it. "What?- Oh, for the love of..." Vil groans, moving off of you and walking over to the window, rapping his knuckles angrily on the glass. The eyes retreat, shooed away like a startled bird, and he pulls the curtains closed, lips still pressed into a thin line when he turns back to see you.
• "Was it Rook again?" You ask, and he sighs deeply, returning to his bed.
• "Of course it was. Who else?"
• "You should really talk to him about doing that." You say, and he kisses you again, effectively silencing you.
• "No more talk of Rook, dear," he murmurs. "I'd much rather focus on you tonight."
IDIA SHROUD
• Idia is not a romantic. He frequently refers to you as "bro," "dude," has called you "oomf" over messages before and one time even called you "chat". Like a streamer. He's definitely the kind of guy to make fun of couples who do overtly romantic things, like pet names or holding hands, and I also have my own thoughts on his sexuality that I'm not gonna fully get into here.
• Basically, I don't think he's a very romantic or touchy person, and he won't be the one to initiate anything with you. He's more reliant on emotional connection rather than physical (and is quite needy on that front).
• That's not to say he's against it if you are the type to initiate make-out sessions with him. Just be aware that he is embarrassingly inexperienced, and nowhere near as adept at just picking it up as you go along as Riddle is.
• The ends of his blue hair flare pink as you kiss him again and again, not minding in the slightest the sloppy way in which he tries to return them. Eventually, Idia will ease into letting you do all the work, figuring that he's better this way, too.
• When he gains the courage to open his eyes, he tries not to snicker at how silly you look with your eyes closed and your face so close to his, and just as he's comparing it to those 0.5x zoom pictures of cats in his head, the door to his room opens and in comes Ortho.
• "Big brother?"
• "MMMH!" Idia shrieks against your lips, scrambling away from you, pulling his bed sheets up to his face as if to shield him. Still, Ortho doesn't appear to react to what he just saw, continuing as normal.
• "Can I go to an arcade with Deuce, Jack and Epel? It's off-campus, but nearby!"
• "Y-y-yeah, yeah, go... ahead..." Idia nodded, wide-eyed, the pink burning at the ends of his hair slowly spreading upwards. Ortho beamed.
• "Thank you!" And with that, he left. To be honest, you thought this went over remarkably well, until you heard a loud squeak come from Idia.
• "Oh nooo..." He whines, flopping down on his back with his hands covering his face. "He s-saw everything! And he's just gonna try to ignore it! Ouuuuh, t-this is gonna be so awkwaaard...! H-he's too young to have been exposed to something like that... I can never face him again...!"
MALLEUS DRACONIA
• Malleus' affection is almost annoyingly proper.
• He does like to touch you, but it often feels more like you're being pet, if that makes sense. He never really initiates anything more intimate on his own, though you've discovered that he likes hugs.
• So, one day you snap and the next time he tries to (almost condescendingly) pat your head, you grab him and pull him in for a kiss. He makes an adorably startled noise, but then you can feel him chuckling a bit as he wraps his arms around you, kissing you back.
• You pull back and he smiles at you, tilting his head. "You're bold," he purred. "For a human to yank me around like that..."
• "Shut up," you mutter, meeting his lips with your own again. He hums, and the moment is blissful, but it doesn't last.
• "Lord Malleus! Ah, there you are! Lilia has been looking for--" Malleus turns his head, and you look over his shoulder at the disturbance. "E-EH?!"
• "...Sebek," Malleus didn't let go of you as he spoke. "Could you leave us? Let Lilia know I'm... occupied."
• "Y-yes... o-of course," Sebek nodded his head, bewildered and red-faced as he glanced between you and his Lord, still in each other's arms. "I-I'll do that right away!"
• And then he runs off, stumbling a bit on his way. Malleus watches him leave for a moment, then lets out a single soft, amused laugh. "My, he seemed startled. I wonder why. Is it really so shocking to see me with you?"
• "...I think he just wasn't expecting to interrupt us. He's probably mortified."
• "Well, I just hope he gets himself together in time before talking to Lilia. I suspect he may accidentally give away what he saw..."
calling all twst fic readers!! i’ve got a poll for you <3
i’m currently thinking of writing a silly, fluffy fic inspired by the “i’m not kissing any boy that’s passive!” line from expectations by olivia rodrigo
general premise is like this:
you’re the prefect, and good friends with most people at nrc, and you’re generally pretty loved by everybody for being fun and bubbly most the time. one of the characters is always observing you from a bit further away n keeping his distance, too shy to come out n talk to you but also lwk crushing so hard, shenanigans ensue that force him to come out n say how he feels, then silly fluff upon ye
there’s just one problem, i absolutely cannot decide which of our lovely boys to write for. that’s where you (hopefully) come in :)
so, which twst boy would you most like to see in a fic like this?
