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Pt. 1. Pt.2.5 (You are here!)
Deuce stood at the threshold of Ignihyde, decision paralysis setting in almost immediately (like a blot phantom)
He shook his head vigorously to clear it.
He couldn't afford to think like that when every second he wasn't running, Yuu was fading. He had to choose and choose fast.
He turned inwards through the door, immediately turning on the first chance he got. He couldn't remember where exactly Idia's room was but he knew if he ran enough he'd find Ortho.
Two (or was it 3?) turns and corridors later, he ran into Ortho.
The Seven had been on his side up till now and he'd personally hunt them out of the heavens they claimed if they switched up on him afterwards.
"ORTHO!"
The small humanoid turned sharply at the sheer desperation in his voice.
His optical sensors widened upon seeing who called his name with such raw desperation dripping and oozing out of his voice.
"Deuce?!"
Deuce paused, relief having slammed into him like a brick wall.
The Seven were on his side after all!
"IโI need your help!"
He paused, hands on his knees, breathing deep breaths, trying his damn hardest not to cry in that corridor.
Ortho had never seen Deuce this unraveled before.
Smug? Sure. Angry? Sure. Overjoyed? Yeah.
But this... This was something else entirely.
"What could possibly need me so badly that you came all the way to Ignihyde?"
"It'sโIโYuu. Blot sickness. Ramshackleโ"
Ortho stilled.
Almost all mechanical parts of his paused, the steady whirring emanating from him ceasing almost immediately.
"What."
Ortho let him breathe some more, regain some of the oxygen in his body before asking again, firmer this time.
"What happened with Yuu and how??"
"IโAce and me, we came back to Ramshackle with some of Yuu's favourites. We didn't find them so we started looking and then we reached their room. The smell ofโof blot was so strong thatโ"
He paused, clearly getting choked up again.
Sevens above, why of all days was he so emotional now???
"Say no more. I'll be there in the next 2. Try and keep them stabilized."
Ortho held up a hand to stop any further conversation, already sending an alert to Idia to rally S.T.Y.X and about his whereabouts.
Deuce turned and left, sprinting all the way back to the Hall of Mirrors and back to Ramshackle.
He banged through the front door, staggering to a stop to catch his breath.
He clambered up the stairs and threw open the door to Yuu's room and the sight pained him more than he'd ever admit.
(A/n: I'm so sorry! The full thing will be posted tomorrow! I am exhausted and I can't bring myself to write more right now. I thank you all for your support and have a good one!)
Could I get a Strawberry, Banana, Fluff, Tall please....
Could i request what TWST Overblot Boys react to reader calling them "baby" or "babe" for the first time in the relationship? Like "thank you baby" after they hand you a book or something?
BTW i LOVE the way you write Jamil, it makes my heart sore. โค๏ธ i always come back to your shop for some more ๐คญ
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ใRiddle Rosehearts!ใ
He was barely expecting it and he still firmly believes that's what made it so shocking. The stupidity of it adds some candidness though...
When people ask how the first time you ever called Riddle 'baby' went, you either double up in laughter or suck in a sharp breath and immediately recount the events of that fateful day.
Your mind wasn't even in the same room as you. That was your only defense when questioned.
You two were fairly new to all there relationship stuff, Riddle having stuttered over his confession just barely 3 months before.
You were having a 'study session' (read: he was studying and you got distracted by one thing or another every 5 minutes.) and you weren't paying attention to the topic he was explaining.
You were absentmindedly tapping a pen against your knee and in your unfocused glory, you dropped it.
It rolled up to his feet and he bent down to pick it up and deposit it in your waiting hand.
"___, I believe this is yours?"
He asked while pressing it into your hand, having dusted it off of course.
You responded without even looking at the pen he put in your hand. A 'fatal' mistake.
"Mhm. Thanks love."
You were too busy fantasizing about some 'utter idiocrisy' (his words, every time he has to tell this story.) to notice how your partner had locked up and frozen.
His face was rapidly getting hotter and hotter, his face almost matched his deep red hair as he stuttered out a squeaky, high pitched "L-love?!"
Safe to say, you had truly broken him.
When you came back to your senses, you were met with a still flushed Riddle who was looking at you and barely able to formulate a sentence.
Wait, what was it you said? Right before this? Oh.
"Riddle? Are you alright?"
"Did you mean it?"
"Huh? Oh, the name! I did, if that's what you're comfortable with though!"
"I'm.. alright. Just caught me off guard is all."
That is the saccharine start to how you two gradually started using the pet names that almost all of Heartslabyul is tired of hearing.
If anyone asks you how it went, calling Leona by a pet name for the first time, while he is in radius will earn you a hand over your mouth or an interruption.
Yes, he is still embarrassed.
No, he will not tell you the reason why he was embarrassed.
It was a regular day, or at least as regular as it could get in NRC. Leona was in the botanical gardens, already dozing like a cat in a sunspot (which wasn't too far from the truth, to be honest.)
When the news of you and Leona getting together came out, Ruggie just laughed knowingly and said 'wake up duty' landed on your shoulders now. That scheming hyena is partly to blame though, dumping this job on you so abruptly.
And that leads you to where you were.
You were wandering about, searching for Leona on Vargas' orders. He had something to fill as the Captain of the Spell Drive club that he had shirked alongside the rest of his numerous duties.
You had checked his usual napping spots and now deviated from the usual routes and was seriously contemplating on beginning to yell his name.
Before you could act on the rowdy ideas half forming in your brain, you spotted a familiar lion tail sticking out of the bushes.
Thank the Seven.
You walk over to him and find him already asleep. You nudge him once, twice and one eye cracking slightly open to see who dare him before 12:00.
"Hey, Leona! Come on, baby, it's time to get up."
His ears swivel towards you, the only tell he had that gave away he was listening. Your voice in that teasing lilt, calling him by a pet name he wasn't prepared for... You were trying to kill him, weren't you?
"What did you just call me?"
You, having immediately noticed your slip up, try to recover hastily. Cheeks burning hard.
"Leona. I called you Leona."
"Laying claim on me already? Tch, not that I mind but you've got guts... Baby."
"Oh, shut up!"
His expression is what gives him away though, stiff from his ears to his tail. Safe to say it caught both of you very off guard.
The look on your face was immortalised in his memory forever.
(A/n: Thank ou for the compliment! I really appreciate it. I'm so sorry the pacing might be off and for the delay but I did this work half asleep. Enjoy the fic though! Reqs are open and have a good one!)
A short cardamom expresso- keep it very bitter- with maybe a spritz of cotton candy essence.
Twst, book 7 ending, blot sickness and heartshackle's reaction to an almost dead yuu.
ใAce Trappola and Deuce Spade!ใ
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Pt.1!(You are here), Tbc...
After Malleus' overblot and Lilia's resurrection, everybody was celebrating and rightfully so!
They had just beaten the strongest mage and saved all of Sage Island! That was very obviously cause for celebration, no?
While everyone was dancing during the mingling with the deads' spirits, you leaned against a wall, looking more nonchalant than you felt.
Your insides felt like they were coalescing into a ball of torment and attempting to leave through your mouth and respiratory system.
Every cough felt like losing a part of your self, and the thick, black almost bubbling liquid confirmed your suspicions.
Blot sickness.
Professor Crewel touched on it lightly when the overblots started, warning people on the signs and what to do to avoid it, somehow you caught it.
You knew what had happened almost immediately it began.
You were an anomaly, your body lacked the usual means of filtering blot so it just sat in your immune system and grew slowly, Like a cobra in the shadows waiting to strike the unwary and carefree.
Malleus' overblot was the tipping point because of the sheer amount of blot in the air, and the fact that you were asleep so you couldn't even throw it up.
The next few days felt like hell. You skipped all classes, meals and even skipped out on your nightly walks with Malleus. Sure it was cause for concern but with enough persuasion, people just left you alone.
Until you couldn't ignore it any longer.
It had gotten to your blood, turning your veins and arteries a sickly black and leeching you of all your colour.
You cut off contact with the outside world. No-one else deserved to see you like this.
You laid down on your bed, having just accepted it until you heard the door of Ramshackle's foyer bang shut.
Only one personโor rather twoโbanged the door like that. Oh no.
"It's your favourite! โโโโ! Come down and eat, we haven't seen you at the festivities at all so I wonder..."
They set the food in the kitchen and proceed to your room, looking for you.
Once they reach your door, something makes them pause.
The smell of wrong emanating from your room set all their senses on edge.
Wait.
They recognise that smell..
Blot.
That horrid smell of wrong and unearthly that filled the air right before an overblot.
What was it doing in yourโoh no.
They almost broke the door down to get to you, in their haste they failed to notice the bin filled with tissues splattered in worryingly increasing amounts of blot. The latest one almost black with the amount of blot on it.
"Yuu!"
The worry in their voices was almost palpable.
Ha, luckily you don't have much time left so.
...
Maybe you could look at your boys one last time, no? The gods that ruled this universe wouldn't be cruel enough to deny you one last look, would they?
They moved closer, standing on opposite sides of the bed.
Deuce's eyes skirt all around the room, anything except looking at what the blot did to you. If he did, he would cry and that wasn't what any of you needed at the moment.
Ace's eyes fix on your small, withering, almost fully blot taken body unflinchingly. The tears were welling up and he wasn't gonna stop them.
They both kicked themselves over and over. How couldn't they have noticed? Their favourite person, suffering in silence for so long due to their ignorance and assumptions.
If you died, they would never forgive themselves.
"Deuce."
"Y-yes Ace?"
"Fetch anyone with the magic capability to heal. Even if it is a little, anything for her. I'll try to give you time."
"But Ace-"
"GO DEUCE! YUU IS DYING, WE DON'T HAVE TIME TO WASTE!"
The tears fall freely now as he checks for a pulse, There is one but its fading by the second. A teardrop joins his fingers against her neck.
Deuce doesn't hesitate.
Deuce leaves the house sprinting, putting track and field to good use as he gets to the portal room almost in half the time he should.
Where to...
He immediately chooses Ignihyde. If Idia wouldn't help, Ortho would...
(A/n: So sorry for the wait! I got home from boarding school a day or two ago and immediately finished this. Hope you enjoy! Requests are open! Have a good one!)
The door shuts and you habitually sigh in relief. Finally, alone time with Jamil in the name of 'tutoring'.
You both have sat at that table diligently doing your own assignments, or at least that's how it started off.
...
Currently, you were in his lap, absolutely smothering him in affection. Kisses everywhere. His face, his cheeks, his nose, any area in reach was attacked lovingly.
"Ya Hayati..."
He pulled away, needing a breather. You were overloading his systems and he needs to look away before you lose too much time.
"Hm?"
You replied teasingly, smiling brightly as you always did when you did this. Unaware of your actions' consequences.
"As much as I love what you are doing, we have work to finish."
"Aww.."
"But immediately after, you can resume whatever it was you were doing to me."
Anyone with eyes could see that he just wanted a break to process all the affection you gave him, his skin three shades darker and his eyes looking at anything except you.
You finished your assignments, humming delightedly at the promise of loving on your overworked loving partner.
He welcomes it, though he was very shocked at the beginnings of your relationship when you did this.
He tried to tell someone about how you behave in closed spaces but they looked at him like he had run mad.
'____ would never! They're always so stoic!'
And he smiles to himself, enjoying the secret affectionate side reserved just for him.
Now he eagerly awaits every single time you close the door and sigh. Because he knows a flurry of affection is going to follow anyways regardless of what he does so...
The door was shut and then dutifully locked, all while he watched you from his comfortable perch on his bed, book long forgotten as he awaits your affection and ranting.
"Hey there my love."
"Hey there sweetie."
You threw your bag carefully onto his desk chair, letting out a long-suffering sigh in the process.
"How was your day?"
He waited until you clambered into bed with him for any answer you were willing to give.
"Just shut up and let me kiss you."
You immediately began peppering kisses all over his face, neck and the sliver of exposed collarbone.
Today must have been gruelling then.
"And then he decided to do that! And I gave him two perfectly good options!"
"Oh, did he now?"
He repositioned the two of you, giving you more access to his body to hug, squeeze and kiss as much as you needed.
He knows this is how you de-stress and enjoys every bit of it.
He has witty commentary for anything you throw at him, so please indulge him now won't you?
Hello, I hope you're doing well! Hopefully, I'm not being rude to ask, but I wanted to know if your Twisted Masterlist was working? The link to the list doesn't seem to work for me.
P.S. Thank you for writing such awesome work!!
Oh no!
My apologies dear patron!
That part is still a work in progress and the post is private, the error will be fixed immediately.
Trey was never the type to be caught by surprise, until you volunteered to help him in the kitchen during preparation for the famously infamous unbirthday parties of Heartslabyul house.
His heart just about stopped while watching his s/o maneuver and moved through the kitchen like they owned it, whipping up all kinds of dessert even without Trey's guidance.
Watching you immediately get to work after he gave you the itinerary, without any instructions or prompting from him, did wonders to him. If you weren't dating already, he would've asked you out on the spot.
He would absolutely adore just standing there and watching you effortlessly commandeer the kitchen like it was your second home. Your hair pulled up, sleeves pushed back, flour dusted apron and the determined look in your eyes has him sighing like a love-struck teenager. (which technically he is.)
The dishes you make have almost the whole Heartslabyul house in a metaphorical chokehold. Obviously only the savoury ones, Trey still rules the sweets part but you are pretty close to dethroning him. When Ace is craving some food, he knows all he needs to do is go to you and beg properly and he'll get some of the best tasting food of his life.
Deuce was sold when you handed him the 2nd best egg rice he had ever had in his life. Almost moved the guy to tears, that's how good it was.
Trey loves nothing more than a lesson with you in the kitchen. You teach him a savoury dish, he teaches you a sweet one. His hands over yours as he guides you on proper whisking technique, his smooth voice guiding you verbally on when to add this or mix that.
Some of the lessons don't usually go as planned, leading to both of you covered in white from head to toe, flour in every single crevice of the kitchen. Riddle almost had a heart attack when he came looking for Trey just for him to find you two and the kitchen dusted in a heavy blanket of flour.
His favourite thing to do is give you icing to taste and then gauging the taste and quality based off of how you and the icing taste combined. Or he would swipe it on your lips just to taste it off of there, critiquing you about how you made the icing too sweet. (Tease!Trey my beloved.) It's always just an excuse to kiss you and get away with it.
Cleanup is just as fun when it's with you. All the appliances being wiped down and the remains of whatever you both created, being cleaned while either one of you taps. Cleanup is synonymous with decompression for you two. You could complain about something that happened during the day while you wiped down worktops. He could talk about his latest classes while washing the mixer attachments. It's just a way to get everything off your chests, relaxing and unwinding with your loving boyfriend.
And as you get praised endlessly for the wonderful creations you contributed for the Unbirthday party, he's standing right by your side as you soak all that praise in, ready to single handedly double it by himself. For every compliment, he gives you two.
The savoury to his sweet, the spice to his sugar. And there's nothing he would do to change that.
Hi! If its still open, I'd like to request a tall rasberry syrup cocoa for Jamil.
I brought my own raspberry syrup from home, if that's alright: https://www.tumblr.com/lex752/796415863559487488/im-putting-kalim-into-a-zuko-redemption-arc-and?source=share
For the cocoa, I just need Jamil enjoying himself. With this particular rasberry syrup, a side effect is that Jamil has a lot more time to himself now, is less repressed, and his relationship with Kalim is nowhere near as toxic anymore. So I'd like headcanons for how does this affect his romantic relationships? Does this encourage him to ask his crush out? Does he pick up new hobbies to do together? What kind of dates does he take them on now that he has the time? Just Jamil having fun and enjoying life with his s/o
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ใPairing: Free-er Jamil x Reader.ใ
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After the events of his overblot and the intervention that is dorm mates staged for him and Kalim, Jamil felt like he could finally give love a chance. (Now that he has the time that is..)
And that's when he finally gathered the courage to ask you out properly, now that the biggest factor inhibiting him had been removed.
Life had been mostly smooth sailing from there, reduced responsibilities, Kalim finally being competent for once, and more freedom to pursue what he wanted.
For starters, he would finally be able to find out more about you as a person and he would fall even more head-over-heels for you. He was so busy he brushed past you?
Once you are both in a comfortable relationship, his true self begins to shine through now that the mask of subservience was dropped. He acts more cocky, more confident, more free. He can finally stop pretending for Kalim's benefit and he loves it, finally being who he was meant to be.
His love language will still be acts of service but because he wants to, not because he has to. He adores cooking for you and just being helpful outside of his obligations.
He would also be dragging you to every club meeting and sitting in on the ones he can for you. Now that he has the time, he can let his inner clingy come out.
Jamil would love waking up with you in his arms. When he had to be around Kalim 24/7, he couldn't because of proximity issues. But now it's his favourite part of the day. If he doesn't get the opportunity to, he'll be snappier than usual till he sees you.
He would absolutely adore self care nights. Since he never had the time to care for anyone else, its just another one of the ways he shows he loves you. He would use his millions of hair products on you, going even as far as doing your skin care. Pampering is his love language and he would love it if you pampered him back.
He would love having you in the kitchen with him. More time for himself means more time to experiment with his cooking and more time to feed you, his favourite person. One day, he just drags you to the kitchen and asks you to sit. Whether its so you can talk his ear off or to actually help is up to you.
Overall, the best thing to ever happen to him is you and then that god forsaken intervention 2nd.
(A/n: Hiya! thanks for your request! I had a lot of fun writing it. Apologies about the length, I am still quite unwell so bare with me. Requests are still open btw. Have a good one!)
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Jamil always thanks The Seven when he sees you at one of Kalim's parties during the week. Your charge and Kalim really seem to have hit it off so..
You always keep him in check alongside Kalim. If he's overworking himself, you will call him out on it (and vice-versa) because you both have very rambunctious charges and even you guys need breaks.
Getting sick is the best and worst thing to happen to the both of you. It means taking care of your s/o and their charge alongside yours. Yeah, it gets pretty stressful in Scarabia whenever one of you gets sick.
The whole dorm knows you both are as reliable as the other. Can't find Jamil, look for {name}, Cant find {name}, look for Jamil. If both of you are unavailable, nobody tries to do anything they aren't supposed to. Who can handle not 1 but 2 disapointed parent stares?
Killing bugs is usually left to you but in the event both of you are scared of bugs, he calls over anyone from your dorm and not so subtly begs for a reprieve. (Usually its Kalim or your charge.)
Both you and Jamil's love languages are acts of service so it leads to scenarios like this:
"Jamil."
He just did your laundry and organised your room in a way you like.
"Yes Ya Hayati?"
"Didn't I tell you to stop doing things for me?"
"Stop acting like the curry you're stirring over there is for you and then I'll answer."
"..."
"Well played."
Always during Kalim's parties, both of you can be found in the kitchen, either talking or hiding from the party. Unless your presences are required, that is.
He's not overly affectionate to the point where 3 months in people were still asking when you were going to confess to each other. You just never corrected them.
He is forever grateful for the impact you had on his life. You truly were his Diamond in the rough.(/ref)
(A/n: Requests are open and the format is optional, ask for anything except things that aren't 'on the list. Had a really nice time writing for my fave, Have a good one!)
